Chapter 1677

"Holy monk, there is no need to talk nonsense. If you want to know, then catch me first. But today Wu also wants to see what else you can do!"

Wu Fan was too lazy to say anything more. After smiling sarcastically, he swayed slightly and disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already behind the monk. So without saying a word, he raised his fist and hit the back of his head hard.

It was obvious that Wu Fan chose close combat.

But this is normal. He is a physical cultivator. When all magic weapons are restricted, close combat is the best choice.

Unexpectedly, although the monk was very angry when he didn't get the answer, he didn't panic after seeing this. He just glanced at Wu Fan slightly, then immediately took a step to the left, and his body flashed like a ghost. other side.

Who would have thought that under the suppression of Jin Yuan Chongguang, this person could be so fast.

However, something even more shocking happened next. When Wu Fan saw this, he quickly turned around and hit his head with his right fist again. The monk did not dodge this time, but he also did the same. He raised his fist and hit it.

Such a situation can surprise Wu Fan. Judging from the other party's behavior, he is obviously a physical practitioner.

There was a loud "boom", and without any surprise, the two fists hit each other firmly, and at the same time a wave of air suddenly spread out, causing the two of them to take a few steps back.

Among them, Wu Fan took three steps back, while the monk took five steps back.

A clear distinction between superior and inferior.

But at this moment, Wu Fan frowned and his face turned ugly.

"I didn't expect you to be a physical practitioner too!"

Wu Fan was not in a hurry and continued to take action. Under Jin Yuan Zhongguang's suppression, the other party could not escape at all, so he narrowed his eyes slightly and asked coldly.

"The poor monk has been cultivating the "Indestructible True Body of Vajra" since he was a child. Naturally, he also cultivated the body. But he didn't expect that the physical body of Donor Wu would be so powerful. The poor monk feels ashamed."

At this moment, the monk was also extremely shocked. After looking at Wu Fan carefully, he clasped his hands and bowed slightly and said.

"Hmph! Since you know you are not as good as me, why doesn't the holy monk retreat and let me go?"

Wu Fan snorted lightly and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

"The poor monk also wants to let Donor Wu go, but you don't agree to hand over the things. I have no choice but to do so!"

Monk Jishi was unsmiling, kept his bent posture, and spoke seriously.

"Hmph! Sanctimonious!"

Wu Fan smiled mockingly, then stopped talking nonsense, ducked and punched again.

Now that the opponent is suppressed by Chongguang, he naturally cannot run too far, unlike last time when the two of them were more than ten feet apart, giving the opponent a chance to dodge.

And Wu Fan was extremely fast. Locked by his divine consciousness, the opponent had no choice but to attack him head-on.

As expected in the end, the monk sighed slightly and raised his fist to meet him.

The next moment, the same scene as before appeared. The two of them took a few steps back at the same time, and the hard stone slabs on the ground also broke as the two stepped back.

But this time, Wu Fan no longer gave the opponent a chance to breathe. He was surrounded by black light. He used the Heavenly Demon Tyrant Body Technique to the extreme, ducked and punched him again.

The monk also looked solemn, with dazzling golden light all over his body, and he hurriedly faced the attack.

Just like that, in the next period of time, the two of them went back and forth, their bodies drifting left and right, punching each other one after another, fighting each other hand-to-hand, and at the same time, a muffled sound came from here. .

Looking from a distance, the two men were fighting extremely fiercely, punching to the flesh, which was shocking to watch.

But just a moment after the result, the monk became anxious. His forehead was covered with sweat, his face was pale, and he looked like his true energy and mana had been severely depleted.

It wasn't that he was defeated, but that the Buddha's light illuminated his magical power, making it extremely difficult for him to support himself.

He knew in his heart that if he continued like this, let alone leaving the other party, he would probably be defeated and retreat in the end.

So he changed his mind and came up with another countermeasure. He decided not to fight with the opponent in close quarters, but to put away the Buddha's light and distance himself from the opponent to fight with magic.

Only in this way can he have a chance to keep the other party. After all, he is a great monk, and his abilities are not comparable to ordinary people. For example, just now, he did not show all his abilities.

Now that he had decided, he naturally would not hesitate and took action immediately. So when he retreated again, he hurriedly removed the Buddha's light.

At the same time, he smacked his big hand downwards, and suddenly, the world-destroying palm appeared from high in the sky and smacked directly towards Wu Fan.

This scene shocked Wu Fan. Without even thinking about it, he hurriedly approached the monk, preparing to get close to the monk. He did not believe that the monk would accompany him to receive this slap.

But the result was unexpected. As the monk's lips moved quickly, dazzling "swastika" characters shot out one after another, hitting Wu Fan like golden cannonballs.

This naturally stopped Wu Fan from getting closer, so he could only take defensive measures, using Qingyuan Sword Qi to resist the "Swastika" talisman, and at the same time control the huge Earth Emperor Nail to greet the divine palm above.

But after just a moment, the monk took this opportunity to retreat quickly and distanced himself from Wu Fan.

Immediately, the monk stood solemnly, no longer holding his hand, the magic formula in his hand was constantly changing, and he was mumbling words.

As a result, an astonishing scene appeared. The golden light filled the middle of the two people, and they quickly came together while rolling and surging. Finally, they condensed into a huge Buddha statue with a height of 100 feet.

This Buddha statue's eyes were wide open with anger, and its whole body was dazzling with golden light, just like Vajra Bodhisattva coming to the world. As soon as it appeared, it raised its right fist and hit Wu Fan hard.

The power of this punch was really great. It seemed that a dark hole was torn in the space wherever it passed. It was hard to imagine what the consequences would be if it hit a person.

But this was not over yet. This time, the monk obviously wanted to make a quick decision. While controlling the Buddha statue with his mind, he pointed his right hand upward.

Suddenly, the golden array patterns in the sky crisscrossed and quickly gathered to form an array disk composed of array patterns.

This array disk covered an area of ​​100 meters. As soon as it appeared, it rotated rapidly and emitted a buzzing sound.

Then, in the middle of the array disk, something slowly emerged.

When it first appeared, it was just a sharp blade, but as it continued to drill out, it finally appeared as a three-meter-long vajra.

It seemed slow, but it was only in the blink of an eye. The vajra seemed to be real. It trembled continuously after it appeared, but as the monk's mind moved, it hit Wu Fan like a meteor.

It must be said that this monk is really a ruthless person. His first move is earth-shattering. And it is obvious that these two magical powers are actually inferior to the World-Destroying Palm. Such means are simply too shocking.

As expected, Wu Fan's face was gloomy at this moment, but his eyes were filled with deep fear. How could he dare to neglect anything? He quickly took countermeasures!