"Damn it!"

Yang Fan realized something was wrong.

Even if he uses changes like the Law, Heaven, Elephant and Earth to increase his power dozens of times, he is still far from being a match for a true king of martial arts.

And if the old monk can be kept here by Zhiming, it is naturally not a fuel-saving lamp.

Seeing that Yang Fan was retreating, he immediately rushed forward, violent power erupted, both fists came out, and he pressed the Buddha seal with his hands, almost killing Yang Fan!

Yang Fan didn't want to be regarded as a target, so he immediately shrank in size, turned around and ran away.

"Still want to run!"

The old monk slammed his foot on the ground, and the ground immediately cracked and a large pit appeared, and he quickly chased after Yang Fan.

The two of them quickly left the Fahua Temple.

The old monk was still chasing after him and said harshly: "If you want to run away, you must first ask your Buddha whether he agrees or not!"

"Ask you? Then I will ask you carefully!"

Yang Fan stopped, glanced at Fahua Temple, which had long been far away, and directly activated his magical power with a sinister smile!

"Tianwei!"
Chapter completed!