Super Field Energy Controller

Feeling the unquestionable meaning in the voice, Tang Xinzhai and others subconsciously paused, and looked at each other with strange eyes.

Li Xichen took a deep breath, finally made up his mind, and whispered to Li Bingyan: "Let's wait and see. It's better to help in times of trouble than to add icing on the cake. If Yang Fan is in danger, it's not too late to let Mr. Hong and others take action..."

A glimmer of light flashed in Li Bingyan's beautiful eyes, and she nodded gently, whispering a few words to Mr. Hong, Yan Qing and others behind her.

The distance of ten miles is not far. For the strong people in the outer world, it is only a matter of ten breaths.

Logically speaking, with Wang Daoya's cultivation, he should be the first to arrive in front of Yang Fan, but in reality, after a few breaths, Situ Fen surpassed Gong Xuan and rushed to the front.

Wang Daoya followed Situ Fen more than ten meters behind him, and slowly surpassed Gong Xuan and fell in the middle.

Poor Gong Xuan, seeing himself being surpassed one after another, roared and tried his best to catch up, but he was left further and further behind.

"Wang Daoya, this old fox!" At this moment, I don't know how many people cursed in their hearts.

Previously, Wu Tongchen and the other three died, Gong Xuan and the other three broke out, and Wang Daoya, who had the highest cultivation, was originally the most likely person to kill Yang Fan, but he just chose to contain Tang Zuoyun and let Situ Fen succeed. He just wanted to kill someone with a knife while trying to get himself and Changsheng Temple out of the matter as much as possible. It can be seen that he is very scheming.

Now, he deliberately fell behind Situ Fen again, just because he had witnessed Yang Fan taking on two terrifying thunders with his own eyes before, and he was afraid of Yang Fan, so he let Situ Fen be the gun again, and he hid behind and waited for an opportunity to move.

Just when Situ Fen was less than two miles away from Yang Fan, Yang Fan spoke again, his cold voice booming through the world: "Wang Daoya, you seem to be afraid of death, so I will just let you die first!"

The moment the word "death" fell, full of iron-blooded murderous intent, in the perception of all the strong men, Yang Fan was still a congenital at this time, but his aura suddenly became inexplicably different from other congenitals, as if shrouded in a layer of fog.

What they didn't know was that at this moment, in Yang Fan's body, the first...true essence had already appeared in the powerful inner essence!

With the true essence, many means that could not be used before can be used, and the means that could be used before will also completely burst out with real extraordinary power!

For example...Void Transformation!

In the eyes of countless people, before the lingering sound of the word "death" dissipated and Yang Fan's aura transformed, his figure suddenly disappeared from the original place.

It was not an illusion of disappearance caused by too fast speed, but it was like magic. Looking at the whole world, no trace of Yang Fan could be found.

Even Tang Xinzhai and other top masters also lost sight of Yang Fan and could not sense his breath, and were horrified.

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"What!"

"Where is the person?"

"Why did he suddenly disappear!"

"Too fast?"

Ten miles away, thousands of people exclaimed at the same time.

Many innate and outer realm masters could not control their own cultivation because of extreme shock, and their breath burst out, disrupting the world.

At the same time, Wang Daoya, who was more than ten meters behind Situ Fen, paused and his face changed drastically. The shadow of death approaching like the breath of the god of death came instantly and enveloped his mind.

No longer caring about hiding, Wang Daoya opened his eyes like a giant dragon, and suddenly his eyes burst into a brilliant light comparable to the sun. His Taoist robe fluttered, his hair bun on his head fell apart, his long hair fluttered, and his blood boiled, turning into a smoke that rushed straight into the sky.

The terrifying pressure of the late Tianwai Realm completely erupted in all directions, dominating the world with a powerful pressure, as if all living things in the world were as fragile and tiny as ants in front of him!

Seven or eight miles away, countless people trembled at this moment, collapsed to the ground, and looked at Wang Daoya with fear in their eyes, truly experiencing what it means to be in the presence of a god. Ordinary warriors in front of him are like mortals looking up at gods.