But even so, the stinging pain in his body was still very strong, causing Su Fan to use his skills to the extreme. Even though it was just a combination of fists and kicks, it was still extremely dangerous.
The strength of the second prince exceeded Su Fan's imagination. His heavy fist could almost blast away the sky, and his body was even harder than that of an immortal or demonic body.
Su Fan's eyes were cold, and he rushed towards the second prince and punched out with all his strength. The second prince also fought happily and did not avoid Su Fan's fist at all, but only attacked.
In an instant, both of them were covered in cuts and bruises. Half of the bones were exposed on Su Fan's left arm, and blood spurted out. The second prince also felt uncomfortable, and the white bones exposed on the cheekbones on his face were shocking.
The illusory giant ax in Su Fan's hand showed some signs of dissipating, while the giant ax in the second prince's hand was full of cracks and might break into pieces in less than a few rounds.[
The Wu clan advocates force, and the ax is the best weapon, so the ax is always with you wherever you are.
Now that the ax was about to shatter, the Second Prince's fighting spirit became even stronger. His body seemed to be growing rapidly with every step he took. In a short time, it had grown to the size of a small mountain.
In an instant, a towering giant stood next to Su Fan. Su Fan's eyes were calm, without any fear, and he was humming in a low voice, as tall as the second prince.
Seeing that Su Fan can also grow his physical body, the second prince looked slightly stunned. The martial arts cultivation method is different from that of monks, so the growth of the physical body will be limited, but the Su Fan in front of him is a monk, and he is very confused because of his strong physical body.
Now, Su Fan was like himself, and he suddenly realized something. The scene that appeared on the jade in the Martial Clan's palace appeared in his mind again.
The warrior with a pair of bloody horns on his head is a true royal family. He holds a giant ax that splits the sky, cuts down the stars with one axe, and opens up the heaven and earth with one axe.
The second prince looked a little dazed, and the bloody horn on Su Fan's head was slowly appearing. A powerful aura suddenly surrounded the heaven and earth, and the whole world thundered, and the sky was covered with red clouds, as if it was about to rain down masses of flames.
"Heavenly tribulation?" the second prince murmured.
The red clouds rolling all over the sky were so restless for the first time. It was more powerful than any catastrophe Su Fan had encountered. The red flames seemed to be swallowing him up.
In the heart of Hongyun there is a patch of darkness, which is empty, but possesses the power of God.
"The survivors of the immortals and demons must accept the punishment from the Reincarnation Department."
The majestic voice from above came out from the dark place, and the whole world seemed to be plunged into darkness, and the earth was a red. Whether it was the land of the Wu Clan in the bitter cold place, or the Tianyao City outside the territory, they were all dyed red.
Following that majestic voice, the dust and mist traveled in all directions, spreading throughout the entire earth. Everyone could hear it so clearly, as if it was a whisper in their ears.
Several low-level cultivators were knocked unconscious because they could not resist the sound that shocked their souls. The high-ranking cultivators outside the four gates of the imperial capital who resisted foreign enemies also relied on their perseverance to resist.
However, most of the monks were still boiling with energy and blood, and those who were slightly weaker would spurt out large mouthfuls of blood and turn pale.
At the same time, the tall tower in Tianyao City seemed to be able to connect the heaven and the earth, and the dark light was dispersing the red clouds in the sky. The young man in the tower stared at the jade jade with gloomy eyes, and said coldly: "Immortal Demon.
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This is the first time that Su Fan's immortal demonic body has truly appeared in the world. Little did he know that immortals and demons are things that go against the heavens. They are punished by the Reincarnation Division. The appearance of the three tribulations is a punishment for the immortals and demons, but they are still alive. This is enough.
Make the reincarnation department angry.
If immortals and demons reappear in the world, they will surely suffer three calamities.
The second prince's expression showed panic for the first time, but when he saw the calm gaze of the man in the distance, the second prince vaguely felt the strength of the other man, and for the first time he believed that the other man was qualified to be his opponent.[
"I will break this calamity first, and you and I will fight again. Your Excellency, please wait." A thick voice came from Su Fan's mouth, with such indifference and contempt, as if the calamity could be broken easily.
The second prince nodded lightly and said yes.
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I saw Su Fan raising his finger to the sky, and suddenly the whole body was filled with flames. In an instant, the fire light shot towards the sky, and the thick flames faced the Heavenly Tribulation fire ball. The Heavenly Tribulation immediately retreated, and the flames in Su Fan's hand even burned to the red clouds of the Heavenly Tribulation.
At this time, the red clouds seemed to be dissipating. When the people who were counting looked at the sky, they saw that the red clouds were about to dissipate, and the flames that came from nowhere were about to burn into the sky.
Such arrogant behavior inspired countless people.
The Wu Sheng marched all the way towards the Imperial Capital and had already arrived at the Imperial Capital City. The Wu Clan's troops were not as powerful as the Tianyao City, so they only attacked the east city. But now that the Heavenly Disaster has come, the war has actually stopped.
The warrior of the Wu clan dropped the giant ax in his hand, looked at the sky, and guessed: "It must be the second prince. Only people from my Wu clan can be so domineering."
Wu Sheng stood next to the great wizard in black robes, anxiously waiting for the turning of the crystal in the great wizard's hand. He knew very well whether the second prince could trigger such a level of catastrophe.
The great wizard's eyes were gloomy, and he would look up from time to time at the stalemate of red clouds and flames. His withered hands playing with the crystal seemed a little weak.
The Martial Saint, who had never urged a great wizard before, was a little upset at the moment and asked coldly: "Who is it?"
The great wizard turned his hands to answer Wu Sheng's question. He looked a little panicked. After a long time, his trembling hands stopped.
"Years ago, a young man named Su Fan caused a catastrophe."
"Years ago? What I want is now." Wu Sheng was very unhappy and scolded.
The great wizard looked a little worried, and looked at Wu Sheng again. The two had always been in harmony. As the supreme ruler of the martial clan, Wu Sheng was very kind to the great wizard and had never been so angry.
The reason why I lost my temper like this today is probably because of the heavenly calamity that came from it.
After calming down slightly, Wu Sheng also realized that his words were too harsh and whispered: "Then is Su Fan the one that the second prince went to intercept?"
The great wizard nodded solemnly.
"Siege the city." Wu Sheng sighed deeply and said coldly.
"But the second prince..."
The great wizard hesitated to speak and looked at the red clouds in the sky.
Following the Wu Sheng's order, the warriors of the Wu clan suddenly regained their fighting spirit, and hundreds of thousands of warriors of the Wu clan quickly rushed towards the great pass.
In an instant, magic weapons were flying everywhere, and the sound of fierce fighting suddenly came to mind.[
The soldiers of the Song Dynasty who had not yet reacted were killed in large numbers by the giant axes of the Wu tribe. The warriors of the Wu tribe were brave and physically strong, and they did not feel tired at all after running around for days.
The monks of the Song Dynasty were already exhausted from fighting with the demon soldiers for days, but they encountered this group of brave enemies again. After being attacked once, the Song soldiers were immediately defeated.
Hundreds of thousands of martial warriors were different from the demon soldiers. In an instant, the east city was destroyed, and a large number of monks had to retreat to guard the palace gate. The majestic statue still looked down upon the heaven and earth, staring coldly at the monks.
His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, who had been supervising the work on the Climbing Platform to Immortality, suddenly heard the sounds of fighting. His face was a bit disdainful, but he was also very angry. He looked at the Climbing Immortal Platform that had not yet been built and snorted coldly.
Everyone watched His Majesty the Emperor walking toward the east gate.
With a calm look on his face, he passed through several monks of the Song Dynasty. He stared at the fierce Wu clan people and tapped the void with his fingertips. The Wu clan warriors running at the front suddenly turned into blood.
However, the people behind him continued to rush forward, and countless people from the Wu tribe came forward again. The emperor looked around and finally found the target, Wu Sheng.
His figure was light and agile, and he landed not far away from Wu Sheng in an instant, and then he shot out black lights. Wu Sheng's eyes were cold and he shouted: "Looking for death."
Then the giant ax in his hand was about to hit His Majesty the Emperor. His Majesty's cultivation was so weird that he couldn't see through it. He had heard of the other party's cowardice, but he was not afraid at all.
His Majesty the Emperor did not try to dodge the giant ax at all, but with a slight strike, the fierce blow flew away. The giant ax fell from the hands of the Martial Saint and was inserted into the heavy palace door.
Wu Sheng looked at His Majesty the Emperor in surprise, and only then did he realize that he was no match for him at all.
I underestimated the enemy before, but was taken advantage of by the opponent. After losing the battle ax, my own strength was much weaker. The martial clan attacked with the physical body, and the weapons in my hands were also very important. Unlike the monks who did not use magic weapons to control spiritual energy to fight.
Now, His Majesty the Emperor is full of murderous intent and obviously will not let this good opportunity pass easily.
When I was in a panic, I looked at the weird attack coming. I wanted to dodge, but it seemed like I was imprisoned by heaven and earth, and I couldn't escape no matter what.
In an instant, the black light hit Wu Sheng's heart, and the originally hard skin seemed to turn red little by little. It was like when forging iron, the red color was about to melt.
The brutal roar could no longer be endured, and it roared out from the mouth of the Martial Saint.
A satisfied smile appeared on the emperor's face. His technique was strange. The warriors of the Wu clan who wanted to attack him were killed by him before they could take action.
In this way, the Martial Saint will die in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor in just a few moments.
The monks who had fled the Song Dynasty saw the situation change and turned around to attack. Most of these monks came not to protect a certain emperor, but more to drive away foreign enemies.
The imperial capital was the core of the Song Dynasty, so there was this battle to defend the imperial capital. Many monks did not know that emperor. Unless a great practitioner pointed it out, no one would know about it.
However, although some monks rushed forward to fight again, most of the great practitioners were weak and had to rely on meditation to recover their cultivation.
The old man in purple clothes was seriously injured in the previous battle, and he reluctantly retreated to Nancheng surrounded by Xiao Lin and Qin Yu. Now that it was relatively peaceful, he temporarily recovered in Nancheng.
All the disciples of the Yongle Sect also escaped safely under the leadership of the old woman, but some were still fighting hard.
The old woman looked at the stagnant clouds in the sky and quickly ran towards Nancheng.
The Martial Saint was still unable to escape, but for some reason, he felt a little loose at the moment. He purposely glanced at where the great wizard was in the distance behind him, and nodded secretly.
The magic technique in the emperor's hand was still there, and black light struck Wu Sheng rapidly and fiercely. However, he found that this technique seemed to consume extremely spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy in his body was gradually exhausted.
Suddenly, the Martial Saint let out a loud roar and broke through the five-shaped confinement, waving his fist and running towards the emperor. His Majesty was shocked. At this moment, he did not have enough spiritual energy in his body, so he was definitely unable to fight against the opponent.
I secretly thought that something was wrong, and I almost wanted to escape.
But the Martial Saint was already crazy at this moment, and his speed was extremely fast, and he landed next to the emperor in the blink of an eye. The monks were born with fragile bodies and were not suitable for close attacks.
If you are approached, it is very dangerous.
The Martial Saint came to the emperor's side, without stopping at all, and struck the emperor's heart with one punch.
In an instant, the emperor fell far away and could not get up. His eyes were blurred and he seemed to be seriously injured. Almost desperate, he glanced at the unfinished platform behind him, with a hint of unwillingness.
The Martial Saint was injured by the emperor's weird technique before, but now the black light has soaked into his body. If he hadn't forcibly suppressed it, he might have been seriously injured and defeated.
But after the previous blow, he also exhausted all his strength, but he didn't expect that his full blow still failed to kill the opponent.
He slowly walked towards the emperor, trying to clenched his fists but unable to do so.
Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, and Wu Sheng's eyes were suddenly stunned, and he shouted: "Go and protect the great wizard."
As soon as he finished speaking, the warrior who had not yet reacted suddenly turned his head.
A giant palm descended from the void and landed lovingly where the great wizard was.
Dust suddenly flew up. After calming down, there was a huge palm print under the dust. The great wizard had disappeared, and he had obviously been killed by the palm print.
Wu Sheng looked shocked, looked coldly at the place where the handprint came out, and said in a deep voice: "Heaven-turning Palm, Lan Yifeng."
"You still remember me. If you don't take your people with you, get out of the Song Dynasty." A domineering and majestic voice came out.
The emperor who had fallen to the ground suddenly glanced at the place where the sound came from in confusion, and muttered to himself: "General Lan?"
The Martial Saint suddenly laughed, his laughter was very sad. Looking at the number of dead and injured warriors of the Martial Clan, he felt despair in his heart and said fiercely: "Retreat."
The men of the Wu clan who came with fierce force just retreated.
Looking at the figure slowly walking in the distance, the people I knew were surprised and happy, and more of them were confused.
Some elders in the sect knew General Lan's reputation, so they explained to the juniors how powerful General Lan was back then. The juniors were dumbfounded and looked at the visitor excitedly.
General Lan slowly walked to the emperor, helped him up, then slowly knelt down and said, "My subordinates are late."
Years of forbearance have caused some changes in His Majesty's mind, but he has always respected this person so much that scenes from his childhood resurfaced before his eyes.
The emperor picked up Lan Yifeng and said blankly: "Let's go back."
General Lan followed the opponent respectfully, looked at those surprised eyes, and slowly left.
He saw the supreme power possessed by the emperor, and also knew that the Emperor of the Song Dynasty could not practice cultivation. Naturally, he could guess what his cultivation level was, but it would be useless if he did not tell him.
"Your Majesty,..." Lan Yifeng said softly.
Already far away from everyone, the quiet palace walls are already sparsely populated.
The emperor suddenly turned around, looked at Lan Yifeng coldly, and shouted angrily: "Even you have to blame me."