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Continuous explosions sounded. Zhuo Yifan was as powerful as breaking bamboo. He used the Arrancar to penetrate several black defensive formations with infinite power. Finally, there was a tiger's roar. At the same time as the soul-eating magic sound was being used, he stabbed Fang Zhen in the chest with a sword.
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Click!
With a shattering sound, the breast shield on Fang Zhen's chest turned into fragments and flew away, and the magic weapon was scrapped.
Zhuo Yifan's momentum was like a rainbow, like a flying sword from the sky. He stretched out his hand and pulled it in the void. The soul-eating demon sword let out a sharp roar and flew out from the void. Without any pause, it stabbed Fang Zhen.
There is no trace of this move. It seems simple and direct, but it is fast and accurate. It is exactly the sword intention of Dugu Qiujian!
When the cold and sharp sword entered his body, Fang was shocked and horrified. He did not expect that his cultivation in the late Mahayana stage would be crushed by someone at the peak of the Tribulation Stage. This was simply impossible.
But a miracle was happening. The moment the sword edge entered his body, Zhuo Yifan showed an evil smile: "Burn and explode!"
The majestic fire spirit energy burst out, and the Soul-Eating Devil Sword instantly changed and broke off the front half, leaving it inside Fang Zhen's body.
The remaining half of the sword tip suddenly turned into a scorching fire and exploded.
This series of attacks was fast, strange, and extremely powerful.
Although a veteran Mahayana like Fang Zhen has good cultivation, he holds a high position and rarely does anything. How can he compare to Zhuo Yifan who has been fighting hard every day for these years?
The power of the flame explosion of the nemesis-like Zhenqi of Fire Spirit Zhenqi is simply terrifying.
Fang Zhen's body, which was as tough as a magic weapon, was riddled with holes and blood flowed from it by the successive explosions.
Zhuo Yifan looks like he is crazy, and his fighting spirit is astonishing.
Xuanwu Divine Armor is one with him at this moment, doing whatever he wants.
The big hand stretched forward, the tip of the sword rose sharply, and flew out with a whoosh, hitting Fang Zhen's wound one after another.
Whoosh whoosh!
Zhuo Yifan's Soul-Eating Demonic Sword was like a laser gun. As he rushed forward, he continued to shoot out dense rain of flaming sword energy. This instant attack almost exhausted all Zhuo Yifan's skills.
But as soon as his thoughts changed, a massive amount of energy suddenly surged into the Netherworld Tower. With the transformation, it turned into Zhuo Yifan's energy, with almost no gaps.
With endless energy reserves, Zhuo Yifan would of course output like crazy, leaving no room for error.
This crazy attack made Fang Zhen scream in pain.
He was shocked in his heart and kept using teleportation to change his body in the void. But what surprised him was that short-distance teleportation was of no use to Zhuo Yifan. He was like a shadow, following behind him.
He clung to Fang Zhen tightly, and the soul-eating demon sword in his hand made magical sounds from time to time, which affected his mind. The sword energy was like rain, and there was no pause at all.
Even with Fang Zhen's cultivation at the peak of his Mahayana period, he had no time to set up enough defenses. Often, his defenses were just set up and were destroyed by Zhuo Yifan's rain of sword energy before they could take shape.
Although not much sword energy hit his body, Zhuo Yifan's every attack was converted into fire spirit energy, which exploded immediately after entering Fang Zhen's body.
This is equivalent to having countless sharp blades destroying and cutting into his body at all times, and he is truly suffering from the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
Fang Zhen didn't have the slightest fighting spirit at this moment. He was extremely depressed. What was originally a one-sided pursuit had turned into a journey of escape. Is there anything more tragic than this in the world?
He retreated in a hurry, but Zhuo Yifan didn't want to let him go.
At this moment, Zhuo Yifan felt that he and the Xuanwu Divine Armor had completely become one, and the Xuanwu Divine Armor was in perfect harmony with the rules of heaven and earth. This is equivalent to a perfect fit between Zhuo Yifan and heaven and earth. This state can only be achieved in the Mahayana period.
arrive.
In other words, at this moment, Zhuo Yifan has completely transformed into the Mahayana stage with the help of Xuanwu Divine Armor. Therefore, after Fang Zhen is locked by his spiritual consciousness, he cannot escape at all. No matter how he teleports, Zhuo Yifan cannot
Able to catch up.
"Ivan, you are bullying others too much. I will fight with you."
Fang Zhen was furious, roared loudly, and spurted out blood.
The injuries on his body were stimulated by the potential, and he recovered half of them in an instant, and the runes in front of him doubled in speed, taking shape and running in the blink of an eye, blocking Zhuo Yifan's violent attack.
Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly: "Are you finally willing to sacrifice your essence and blood? I want to see how much essence and blood you waste."
A blood spirit thorn suddenly appeared in his left hand, with a strange red light flashing on it. Zhuo Yifan's right hand vibrated and he stabbed hundreds of swords in an instant. These hundreds of swords almost all pierced one point.
This caused Fang Zhen's magic circle to collapse instantly.
At this moment, the Blood Spirit Thorn in Zhuo Yifan's left hand flashed like lightning, flew directly through the hole, and stabbed Fang Zhen's wound directly.
Fang Zhen was shocked and angry, feeling that he had no power to use, but Zhuo Yifan restrained him tightly.
The sword edge swished into Fang Zhen's wound.
"You...you actually gave up your natal magic treasure to attack me? Okay, I'll destroy your natal magic treasure and see who's life is tougher!"
Fang Zhen was so angry that he could hardly speak. This Zhuo Yifan was so arrogant. He didn't take him seriously at all. He even threw away his magic weapon. Did he really think that he couldn't do anything to him?
Fang Zhen spurted out another mouthful of blood, his hair and beard spread out, and he pressed it on his chest: "Now that you're here, don't even think about going back!"
boom!
Endless demonic energy gathered in his chest, turned into an angry dragon, and rushed into his body.
"The sky is round and the earth is closed, as if closed!"
Fang Zhen roared, and his clothes instantly shattered, revealing his strong muscles. The muscles were actually covered with black runes, swimming like small black snakes, and instantly formed a black
The magic armor wraps his body together with the blood spirit thorns.
boom!
Fang Zhen showed a ferocious smile, and the magic flames on the entire magic armor began to twist.
Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly: "You are inviting the wolf into the house and seeking your own death."
If ordinary Fire Spirit Qi were trapped, Fang Zhen would be trapped at all costs, but how could Zhuo Yifan not think of this?
What is contained in the blood spirit thorn is the three-flavored true fire that can only be controlled by true immortals in the immortal world!
Theoretically, these three flavors of true fire cannot be mastered by people below the realm of true immortals. However, due to Zhuo Yifan's special characteristics, these three flavors of true fire have almost the same origin as him, so they can be contained in his body. Although he is only divided into
A very small part was produced, but the power was several times greater than that of Zhuo Yifan himself.
The flames that surged several times suddenly erupted, and the destructive power was so powerful that people couldn't even imagine it.
At least this is the first time in Zhuo Yifan's life that he has seen such a powerful explosion of real fire!
Fang Zhen's move was like an ordinary person sewing a bomb directly into his body and then detonating it. The impact of that moment directly blew him up.
Zhuo Yifan's heart condensed, he stopped attacking, but turned around and ran away.
"Thank you to brothers Yaorao and Xiao Chongshan for your support of Xuanwu!"
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