Chapter 2001 Death of Hanwei

"What can this mere spiritual fire do to me?"

The purple-clothed immortal snorted coldly, his figure stagnated slightly, and he waved his sleeves violently, dispersing the surging waves of scorching air.

Fang Bai's arrow didn't intend to pose any threat to the purple-clothed immortal, he just wanted to delay the opponent's pursuit.

The purple-clothed immortal stagnated for a few breaths, and Fang Bai took advantage of this opportunity to distance himself from him.

"Where to escape!"

The purple-clothed immortal once again approached within ten miles behind Fang Bai, and once again used the purple immortal sword to stab Fang Bai in the back of the heart.

Fang Bai sensed the strong threat from behind, and moved sideways, hiding behind a mountain peak, trying to use the mountain peak to block the impact of the fairy sword.

"puff!"

The hundred-foot-thick mountain on that mountain peak was instantly penetrated as if it were made of tofu under the impact of the purple fairy sword.

The remaining power of the fairy sword was only weakened by half, and it continued to chase Fang Bai.

There are thousands of strange peaks in the Leiyun Mountain Range. Fang Bai flew between the peaks at high speed, following the same pattern, constantly using the mountain as a cover to block the pursuit of the immortal sword.

Although the purple fairy sword held supreme fairy power, it was blocked by numerous mountains, and its forward momentum gradually slowed down.

In the blink of an eye, another ten breaths passed, and the purple fairy sword had exhausted its power, but it still failed to hurt Fang Bai.

Although the spiritual energy in Fang Bai's body was about to reach the point of endless life, while he was escaping, the spiritual energy was consumed far faster than the recovery speed, so the spiritual energy was sharply reduced and his physical strength was greatly reduced.

Although he had repeatedly escaped the attacks of the purple fairy sword, Fang Bai was sweating profusely, panting, and covered with sweat, looking extremely embarrassed.

"This purple-clothed immortal has powerful immortal power. In front of him, all the magical powers and secret techniques I know are vulnerable! If I can escape with my life today, it will be a great blessing!"

Fang Bai thought this in his heart, secretly surprised by the power of the purple-clothed immortal.

In fact, he also understood that it was not how powerful the purple-clothed immortal was, but that his current cultivation level was too weak.

The purple-clothed immortal was even more surprised than Fang Bai.

In his eyes, Fang Bai, who was only at the seventh level of Thunder Tribulation, was no more than an ant. He thought he could kill him easily, but he didn't expect that after chasing him for hundreds of miles and using secret techniques and fairy swords, he couldn't do anything to him. .

Such a result was far beyond the purple-clothed immortal's expectations and made him unable to accept it.

He knew that the Five Elements Mother Qi Cauldron, Soul Bell and Houyi's Bow that Fang Bai had just revealed might all be treasures from the immortal world, so he no longer planned to kill him, but planned to capture him alive to see what else he had hidden in his body. How many treasures there are.

Moreover, he also saw that Fang Bai was at the end of his strength. As long as he chased him out of the Thunder Cloud Mountains, Fang Bai would have nothing to stop him from attacking. When the time came, he would be able to slap him down and capture him alive.

Fang Bai also understood this truth, so while he was flying, he was also thinking hard about how to escape.

At this moment, a familiar and powerful aura came from directly in front.

The owner of this aura is none other than Han Wei, the master of the Cold Flame Sect in the far north.

Hanwei chased Fang Bai and others from the far north to here. Hearing that an elixir was born here, he wanted to rush over to take a look, but unexpectedly he met Fang Bai who was escaping.

"Haha, this is so effortless! Fang Bai, son, you should die!"

Hanwei also sensed Fang Bai's aura. When his consciousness glanced at Fang Bai, who was covered in blood, he was startled for a moment, and then laughed loudly.

He also saw that Fang Bai had suffered a lot of trauma, and that his spiritual energy had been consumed by more than half. Facing him, he would definitely be unable to escape this time.

"Old thief, I invited friends to come and kill you! Watch where you run!"

When he was about to approach Hanwei's attack range, Fang Bai roared and moved a hundred feet to the left.

As a result, the purple-clothed immortal who was quickly approaching from behind him, and Han Wei who was quickly approaching from the opposite side, flew towards him head-on.

When Hanwei heard Fang Bai's words, he instinctively thought that the Immortal in Purple Clothes was really Fang Bai's friend. So after the two sides got close, before he could see the other person's face clearly, without saying a word, he raised his hand and punched out.

He considered himself to be a semi-immortal powerhouse. With a full blow, his opponent would be a lightning tribulation ninth-level powerhouse, and he would be directly hit hard.

Moreover, Fang Bai's friends were, at best, powerful ninth-level thunder tribulations like Fairy Xuan Bing, who were no match for him.

But who would have expected that after he punched out, the result was like a stone cow sinking into the sea, with no response, as if the attack was not on the cultivator, but on the air.

Hanwei was startled and looked at the other party, seeing a man in purple with a stern expression.

At first glance, the man in purple seemed to be an ordinary person with no cultivation, but when he looked carefully, he gave people a feeling of being unfathomable, like an abyss and a sea, and it was impossible to tell the depth of his cultivation.

What shocked Hanwei even more was that the man in purple released a very special aura. When facing him, he was like an ant facing a mountain.

This discovery made Hanwei take a breath, knowing that he had encountered a powerful enemy that he had never seen before.

"court death!"

Although Hanwei's punch did not cause any damage to the purple-clothed immortal, it angered the purple-clothed immortal and he immediately raised his hand and punched him in return.

Fang Bai's words, "Old thief, I invited a friend to come and kill you! Let's see where you run!" When Hanwei and the Purple Immortal heard it, they both felt that the other party was Fang Bai's friend who invited him to deal with him, so they took no action. You're welcome.

However, the power of Han Wei's punch and that of the purple-clothed immortal are not the same.

The purple-clothed immortal punched out, and Hanwei felt a huge surge of force coming in, wrapping himself up in it. Then his body was squeezed by tyrannical force from all directions. His internal organs instantly burst, and his bones made a "squeaking" sound. Crushed into slag.

Hanwei is a semi-immortal-level strongman. His body is so strong. His internal organs, muscles, bones, flesh and blood have long been forged to be stronger than steel, but he cannot withstand the punch of the purple-clothed immortal.

He groaned, blood flowed out from his seven orifices, the vitality was quickly cut off, and the body fell hundreds of feet away with the sweeping waves.

Hanwei, a powerful semi-immortal who was only half a step away from advancing to the immortal realm, fell under the attack of a real immortal.

Even to his death, Han Wei never imagined that he had traveled tens of thousands of miles to hunt down Fang Bai. He finally found Fang Bai, but was instantly killed by a strong man he had never met for no apparent reason.

If there was a regret medicine in the world, Hanwei would definitely buy it and take it, obediently staying in his own Hanyan Gate.

Han Wei was killed and Fang Bai was given a few breaths of time.

Using this few breaths of time, Fang Bai accelerated his sprint, flew out of the Leiyun Mountains, and arrived at the vast plain that stretched as far as the eye could see.

"Let's see where you can escape!"

After leaving the mountainous area, Fang Bai could not rely on the mountain to block the attack. The purple-clothed immortal was secretly happy. When he caught up with Fang Bai, he struck out with his big palm again.

The sound of thunder rolled, and the big palm, like a mountain, crashed onto Fang Bai's head again.