Chapter 165: Biofield Crushing

Tang Anya said calmly, letting Yang Fan out.

Tang Xinzhai's dazzling eyes fell directly on Yang Fan's face, and the light was blazing instantly. A majestic spiritual pressure came naturally, and his voice suddenly became cold: "You have no cultivation, and your real age is no more than 20 years old. Why do you think you can cure my son Zuoyun?"

Liu Jingyu, Jian Xinyi and Bai Cangyan beside Yang Fan all felt that the scene in front of them changed at this time, as if they were in a bloody battlefield with corpses everywhere, and the sound of countless golden swords and iron horses roared in their ears.

The space was filled with evil spirits, resentment, murderous aura and the breath of death. The feeling of tragedy and despair instantly occupied their minds, as if a big hand had strangled their necks, making them unable to breathe, and all the cells in their bodies conveyed trembling and fear.

"Not good!" Bai Cangyan was sweating profusely, trying his best to burst out his own momentum and pressure, but he barely protected Liu Jingyu and Jian Xinyi who were also affected.

As for Yang Fan, who was deliberately targeted by Tang Xinzhai, even a strong man like Bai Cangyan was powerless. His imposing pressure encountered an invisible barrier as soon as he approached Yang Fan half a meter away, and it was difficult for him to get close. He was anxious and angry.

Yang Fan, who was crushed by Tang Xinzhai's imposing pressure, was as clear as a mirror. The old man's behavior at this moment was the same as the way Li Xichen shocked Lin Shuhao at the beginning. He bloomed his biological field to the extreme, and his aura was fully open, so as to capture his mind and make him tell the truth.

Compared with Li Xichen, who only had the third level of innate cultivation, Tang Xinzhai was still a mid-level Tianwai Realm strongman even if his realm fell. The strength of his biological field was several geometric times higher than that of Li Xichen, like the difference between drizzle and sandstorm.

When ordinary people encounter this situation, they will instantly lose the ability to think and resist, just like being hypnotized, and they will answer whatever the other party asks.

However, Yang Fan is not an ordinary person. Although he has no cultivation now, his biofield is many levels lower than Tang Xinzhai's. However, no matter how dangerous the desert is and how violent the sand and dust are, they cannot destroy a grain of sand.

Yang Fan's biofield was instantly condensed and changed by him, turning into such a seemingly inconspicuous grain of sand. From the perspective of the biofield, he integrated his own biofield into Tang Xinzhai's biofield.

The softest thing in the world can gallop over the hardest thing in the world, and there is nothing to enter.

Without trembling in his body and without panic on his face, Yang Fan ignored the power emanating from Tang Xinzhai that was enough to make ordinary Tianwai Realm strongmen tremble, and his eyes were like unfathomable pools.

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"Just because I can make your granddaughter willingly abandon her own cultivation and say thank you to me."

"Hmm?"

Tang Xinzhai's eyes flickered for a moment, and there was a flash of surprise, and then he became solemn.

In his perception, the figure and breath of this young man seemed to become elusive and unpredictable in an instant. The uncomfortable feeling of punching into the air with all his strength was rare in this life.

What is the origin of this young man?

The power on his body quickly withdrew, and Tang Xinzhai's figure suddenly shook. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Tang Anya and exhaled a breath of foul air.

As this foul air was exhaled, his whole breath quickly weakened.

Especially now that his hair and beard were messy, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless, he looked like a dying old man, but his spine was straight, and the soldier's proud bones were like iron, like an unyielding spear.