Chapter 430: Escape

Some immortal soldiers and generals who were slightly closer to Fan Buwei and had no time to dodge were instantly affected by the thunder and fire area and were involved. After a while, they disappeared into thin air.

"Hahaha, with the power of an ant, you are trying to challenge the power of the gods. It's really like a mantis trying to use his strength as a chariot! You are not overestimating your own capabilities!" Fan Buwei laughed maniacally, his mind already falling into an extremely crazy state.

After saying that, Fan Buwei actually took the initiative to face the realm of thunder and fire, and vigorously waved the Thunder Yanyue Sword in his hand. In the state of the Thunder God descending to earth, the mighty sword energy of him was still extremely fierce.

Fan Jian's thunder and fire area was also shaken for a while, but this crazy fighting method of only attacking but not defending also caused the sword energy intertwined with thunder and fire to continuously destroy Fan Buwei's body.

"Come on, come on, it's not enough, kid, aren't you going to kill me?" Fan Buwei kept attacking the thunder fire area, trying to get in front of Fan Jian, like a trapped beast rushing into a cage.

Fan Jian frowned. In this case, I'm afraid this move won't last long.

Sure enough, before Fan Jian had time to figure out what to do next, Fan Buwei had already blasted through the thunder and fire area that trapped him, but now his muscles were swollen, there were scars everywhere, and blood was flowing all over him.

Fan Jian took a look and saw that Fan Buwei had reached his limit at this time. He was only holding on with his thoughts, but it was often such a desperate fight, so it should not be underestimated!

Fan Buwei broke through the thunder and fire area and arrived in front of Fan Jian in an instant. He raised the Thunder Yanyue Sword with both hands and slashed at Fan Jian crazily, one slash after another, Tianwei was still full of power!

Fan Jian could only raise the Jingji sword and keep resisting. The Jingji sword and the Thunder Yanyue sword kept colliding with each other, making loud cracking sounds.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!" Fan Bubo beat more and more crazily, and the harder he beat, the harder it was, as if he was going to use up all the remaining vitality he had.

Finally, the Jingji sword, which was a top-grade heaven-level sword, was overwhelmed. With a "buzz" sound, it was cut into pieces by the Thunder Yanyue Sword, which was a low-grade fairy-level sword. The breaking sound seemed to be the mournful scream of the Jingji sword.

Fan Jian was startled, and a sense of sadness surged into his heart. At the same time, Fan Jian, who had lost his weapon, was struck by Fan Buwei's sword and flew backwards with serious injuries.

And Fan Buwei finally used up the last bit of his strength and fell to the ground. Like a building, it collapsed and lost the ability to move.

Fan Jian never thought that Fan Buwei, who had been forced into a desperate situation, could fight to such an extent with himself, cut off Jing Silence and severely injure himself.

The group of immortal soldiers and generals behind Fan Buwei saw that the leader was defeated and quickly prepared to come to the rescue.

How could Fan Jian let them get what they wanted? Biwei Qingzhen was so powerful that he quickly fired countless white pine needles at Fan Buwei and a group of immortal soldiers, and the flaw attack was triggered instantly.

In this way, all the Sky Thunder executors of this generation fell under Fan Jian's first and most basic moves.

The group of immortal soldiers and generals who came to rescue were also killed by the white pine needles and forced to retreat. The remaining immortal soldiers and generals saw that the situation was over and quickly retreated.

Fan Jian endured the injuries on his body and quickly stepped forward to retrieve the fragments of the Jingji Sword and the Thunder Yan Yue Knife.

"This is a powerful general who is worthy of being called the Thunder Division. His last desperate attack was extremely powerful. The thunder and lightning energy remaining in my body raged wildly and was difficult to drive away!"

Fan Jian thought to himself while stuffing healing medicine into his mouth.

"This is the power of Tianwei. I could have completely crushed him, but I didn't expect that he would use Tianwei to counterattack and make me so embarrassed!"

"Not only was he seriously injured, but he also ruined Jing Siling!"

Fan Jian felt a little sad. After all, Jingji was already recast for the second time. He didn't know if there would be a chance to repair and recast this time.

"It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Those immortal soldiers and generals who escaped will definitely report the truth to Qingting. If there is no news of defeat, Qingting will definitely send stronger gods to hunt me down!"

Fan Jian was originally very confident in his own strength. At least he felt that with his current strength, he could fight against any great god in Qingting.

But after the battle with Fan Buwei, Fan Jian felt that he was still too naive. The gap in Tianwei could not be made up by ordinary strength.

"Strength, realm! I must break through as soon as possible!"

Fan Jian secretly made up his mind and started an all-out escape.

At this time, Fan Jian lost his weapon, and his injuries have not recovered. If he is chased by any great god at this time, he will inevitably be killed or captured.

While running, Fan Jian suddenly felt dizzy and felt that the scene in front of him seemed to have changed.

Fan Jian shook his head vigorously, "Is the injury so serious? It's making me dizzy? No, I feel the injury is getting better little by little!"

Fan Jian felt a little strange and started to look around. It didn't matter, and he felt even more dizzy. He felt that the scenes around him were constantly rotating and changing.

This uncomfortable feeling made Fan Jian quickly close his eyes, "No, no, I need to slow down for a while. Did I accidentally fall into some formation?"

Thinking of this, Fan Jian was shocked.

Opening his eyes again, Fan Jian opened his mouth wide in "Wow". The scene before had completely shocked Fan Jian.

It was originally a scene of auspicious clouds in the Lingxiao Realm, but now Fan Jian opened his eyes again and saw a dark starry sky with a transparent galaxy in front of him.

The galaxy is like a beautiful fairy bridge, leading to a seemingly small, but white and gorgeous palace.

Fan Jian rubbed his eyes vigorously with both hands, a little unbelievable, "Where... is this place? Have I traveled through time again?"

Then he pinched his face hard with his hand, "Ah, it hurts! Isn't this a dream? I've been in the Lingxiao world for so long, why didn't I know there is such a fairyland?"

Looking at the long bridge over the Milky Way under his feet, Fan Jian tapped his toes first to make sure it was real, then stepped on it boldly and walked forward cautiously step by step.

At the same time, with the zhenqi constantly surrounding him, Fan Jian was ready to fight at any time. After all, the current situation was special, and the more beautiful things were, the more dangerous they were. Fan Jian still understood this truth.

Finally, Fan Jian slowly walked across the long bridge across the galaxy and arrived at the entrance of the palace. Waves of fairy energy hit Fan Jian's face.

"Huh? This immortal energy is different from the one in Lingxiao Realm. Why does it still have a fragrant feeling?"

Fan Jian thought it smelled good and took a few puffs!