Chapter 301: Fighting

"Um?"

The Misfortune Immortal Lord suddenly crushed a teacup in his hand into pieces.

His expression, which seemed to have everything under control, showed a look of astonishment for the first time.

It was as if he had seen something incredible.

In fact, in the eyes of Immortal Hue, she did see something that was unbelievable and unimaginable to her - Fan Wu, the Dragon Prisoner, who was originally much weaker than her in front of her, just like that. In the blink of an eye, the momentum on his body suddenly burst out.

Then the Immortal Lord of Misfortune discovered that the aura on Fan Wu of Prisoner Dragon Temple was no longer inferior to hers, and had reached a state that was vaguely on par with hers.

For such a short moment, the consciousness in the mind of the Immortal Lord of Misfortune stopped for a moment.

Because it was really hard for her to imagine what kind of method could allow a human who was so much weaker than herself to suddenly reach the same level as herself?

"This guy..." Immortal Hue had already stood up from the stone bench in the pavilion. She turned around, her eyes locked on Fan Wu, as if she wanted to dig out Fan Wu's body. There was no secret that interested her very much.

It's just that what disappoints the Evil Immortal Lord is that his eyes obviously can't see the secret of Fan Wu. It may be that the strength of this clone is still relatively weak after all.

If his body were here, he might be able to see the secrets of this person at a glance, and he could easily grab the other person's secrets and use them for his own use.

"Tsk tsk..." After a brief moment of astonishment, the Immortal Lord of Misfortune said with great interest: "I thought you had given me enough surprises before. I didn't expect that this time when we met for the first time, you actually came again. It’s a big surprise for me.”

"Yes! This is a big surprise specially prepared for you." A ferocious smile appeared on Fan Wu's face. After he said these words, the ground under his feet collapsed and shattered in an instant.

The entire figure also disappeared suddenly, and when he appeared again, he had already appeared in front of the Immortal Lord of Disaster.

The Demon-Breaking Sword behind him had been pulled out instantly by him at some point. Facing such a powerful enemy, Fan Wu naturally could not test the opponent with his fists, but decisively pulled out his strongest one. arms.

The Demon-Breaking Male Sword swung down, drawing a very bright arc, and the sword blade went straight to the head of the Immortal Lord of Disaster and slashed away.

It's just that Fan Wu's very swift sword seemed to have been seen through by the opponent. The body of the Immortal Lord Hue floated back slightly, and he unexpectedly dodged the sword skillfully.

After floating to a distance of about tens of meters, the Immortal Lord of Misfortune smiled and said: "It's so strange. Why do I suddenly feel as if I have become weaker after you get closer to me? Could this be another case? What's your weird trick? It's really weird."

The reason why she felt like this was naturally due to the passive skill of "Star Sword Technique", which directly reduced the opponent's attribute value by ten percent.

It is equivalent to the Misfortune Immortal Lord with 800 points of [Strength] attribute. When Fan Wu approached her, her 800-point attribute value dropped directly to 720 points.

"No wonder, that guy, the Immortal Lord of the Art of Creation, wants to win you over. It seems that you are not as simple as I imagined. I, who can see you from a thousand miles away, want to win over you. It's a pity that even that Everyone has failed to win over you, and I have no confidence in my own efforts. "

After saying these words, the Immortal Lord of Misfortune suddenly struck out with a palm from the air and attacked in the direction of Fan Wu.

An extremely huge palm print was seen flying through the air, and Fan Wu instantly wanted to block it.

But just when this huge palm print was about to touch the Demon-Breaking Sword in Fan Wu's hand, Fan Wu suddenly noticed something was wrong, and his eyes shrank slightly.

A huge palm print in front of him disappeared like broken glass, but behind him, a palm print similar to the disappeared palm appeared out of thin air, hitting his back directly!

boom!

!

At this moment, it seemed that half of the imperial city was shaking slightly, and Fan Wu's body was directly knocked out, smashing countless buildings.

The body was like a hoe lifted off the ground, pulling out a ravine tens of thousands of meters long on the ground.

"Huh..." Fan Wu slowly exhaled a stream of white smoke. He climbed up from the pit, twisted his neck, and felt a soreness in his back.

"Is this some strange way to blind my five senses?" Just as he finished these words, he suddenly raised his head and looked directly above him.

I saw that the Immortal Lord of Misfortune had floated in the air directly above his head at some unknown time, and the other party's voice also came down: "I didn't expect that your reaction was quite quick. You suddenly tensed up at the most critical moment." Otherwise, the injuries this will cause you will be even greater."

"And your mind seems to be quite flexible. You are not the rude person I imagined. You actually guessed it all at once. Your five senses were blinded. But..."

Immortal Lord Misfortune smiled and continued: "An extremely sad fact is that even if you discover it, it will be of no use."

The Immortal Lord of Misfortune pointed his finger directly downwards, and when he lowered his finger, it seemed as if there was hundreds of millions of powerful forces pressing down out of thin air.

Fan Wu was not afraid, and slashed upwards with his sword. The attacks from both sides collided instantly in mid-air. The resulting shock wave swept away in all directions, and in an instant, thousands of meters in radius were razed to the ground!

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In such a huge battle, it is naturally impossible to hide the movement from the people in the imperial city, let alone those ascetics.

After noticing this huge movement, the monks jumped onto tall buildings one after another and looked at the movement in the distance.

"Hiss!" Someone's eyes widened and they couldn't help but exclaimed: "If I remember correctly, that direction seems to be the direction of the Imperial Preceptor's residence. Could it be that the Imperial Preceptor has already communicated with the Prisoner of the Dragon Guanfan? Wu, is there a fight?"

"It looks like the two of them are fighting. Otherwise, how could ordinary monks make such a noise? The noise is so great, it feels like there are only bolides falling on the earth."

"What level of cultivation have the two of them reached? How could they be so ridiculously strong? What happened to that big hole? Could it have been caused by their fighting skills?"

"Hiss... I have never really seen the National Preceptor take action. I didn't expect that the National Preceptor would be so powerful!"

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