Wang Fan was horrified in his heart, and he no longer dared to hesitate at all. He held the ancient divine sword and charged towards Huo Yuan.
The poisonous gas is already so terrifying now. If it continues to be allowed to become stronger, it is hard for Wang Fan to imagine what the outcome will be.
"Well done!" When Huo Yuan saw Wang Fan coming to kill him, Huo Yuan smiled ferociously. Instead of retreating, he advanced, and a stronger poisonous gas filled his body.
Those poisonous gases transformed into ferocious pythons, opening their mouths wide and biting at Wang Fan one after another.
"Destroy!" ??
Wang Fan was not afraid. The ancient divine sword emitted scorching light and slashed at the pythons.
With a stabbing sound, all the pythons were chopped into pieces, but the chopped pythons formed poisonous mist and continued to corrode towards Wang Fan.
The chissing sound was heard again, and the firelight lingering on Wang Fan's body became much fainter again, just like a fire encountering a flood.
This scene not only made Wang Fan's face even more ugly, but even the faces of the monks who were watching were also extremely ugly.
This poisonous cultivator is really terrible, those poisonous gases are simply the nemesis of everyone.
When fighting against such a character, I simply don’t know how to fight.
If you fight at close range, you are seeking death, but if you attack from a distance, you may not be able to hurt someone.
Wang Fan did not continue to approach Huo Yuan, but leaped into the air.
"Want to leave?" When Huo Yuan saw Wang Fan flying into the air, he let out a ferocious laugh and chased after him.
Wang Fan ignored him, and the ancient divine sword kept dancing in the air.
Soon, an extremely thick sword light emerged, and with a wave of Wang Fan's right hand, it slashed towards Huo Yuan below.
The first form of Excalibur!
The Eight Forms of Divine Sword are considered long-range attack methods, and Wang Fan rarely uses them.
The first is because the Eight Forms of Divine Sword are his trump card, and he doesn't want to expose them to others unless he has to.
The second reason is because he has not met many masters recently who can force him to perform the Eight Forms of Excalibur.<
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However, now, Wang Fan can no longer use the Eight Forms of Divine Sword.
Although the power of God Slash is extremely powerful, it is an explosive melee martial skill. If it is used from a long distance, it will not exert much power at all.
"It's a small skill." Huo Yuan faced Wang Fan's first move of the divine sword, but he didn't panic at all.
A hint of disdain emerged from the corner of his mouth, his hands danced, and in an instant, the black mist on his body became even more intense.
The black mist continued to squirm, and soon formed dense layers of poisonous gas armor.
Not only that, the poisonous mist spread out and formed a sword, which rushed towards the sword light crazily.
There was a rumbling sound, and the sword light and poisonous mist exploded at the same time. When the sword light bombarded Huo Yuan, it only tore a small piece of the poisonous gas armor and did not hurt Huo Yuan at all.
"What a terrifying poison gas, what a terrifying defense!"
"This Huo Yuan is truly invincible. With his current strength, he is enough to enter the top three hundred on the immortal list!"
"The first three hundred? Haha, I can't stop watching, right? The reason why Wang Fan can fight with him until now is because Wang Fan's physical body is strong enough, and his body also contains the aura of demon fire. If there is no demon fire in the body, and the physical body is not strong enough, you try
try?"
"That's right, if his body is not strong enough and there is no demonic fire in his body, even the top 100 demons on the Immortal Ranking may not be his opponents."
The monks onlookers were talking a lot, and most of them had horror in their eyes.
After all, Huo Yuan's performance was too evil, and the poisonous gas surrounding him was really terrifying.
With the strength that Huo Yuan has shown now, he can easily crush Huo Batuo, the monster of the Huo family.
I really didn't expect that this guy could be so forbearing.
Even those who were familiar with Huo Yuan had never noticed before that Huo Yuan was actually a poison cultivator.
Wang Fan didn't pay attention to the comments of the onlookers. In fact, he didn't pay attention to it.
After he executed the first form of the Divine Sword, he quickly began to prepare the second form of the Divine Sword.
The Eight Forms of Excalibur are amazing, but it’s a pity that the preparation is too time-consuming.
If he encountered an opponent who was fast and not weaker than him, he wouldn't even have a chance to use it.
Since the first move of the Divine Sword fell, Wang Fan had already begun to prepare the second move of the Divine Sword.
Therefore, after Huo Yuan destroyed the first form of the Divine Sword, he only chased Wang Fan less than a kilometer away, and Wang Fan's second form of the Divine Sword had already killed him.
This time, there was not just one sword ray, but thousands of sword rays flying across the sky.
Thousands of sword lights roared in the air, making a sound of chissing, and rushed towards Huo Yuan.
Along the way, the space was illusory, as if the sword's intention had been taken away, forming a devastating killing force.
It's a pity that Huo Yuan's poisonous gas is too terrible.
Before the thousands of sword lights approached Huo Yuan, they were already corroded by the poisonous gas. When the second move of the Divine Sword fell on Huo Yuan, it only destroyed some of the poisonous gas defenses and did not cause much damage to Huo Yuan at all.
"I told you, this is just a trick. Wang Fan, I think you should just accept your death. You are only an eighth-level immortal, but you can actually force me to reveal my identity as a poisonous cultivator. Even if you die, you are proud enough."
Huo Yuanheng laughed even louder. The second form of the Divine Sword struck him, but he seemed to have no feeling and didn't even frown.
Wang Fan was also paying close attention to Huo Yuan mentally. Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but sigh and felt that it was very difficult.
When you meet such a person, you are simply helpless and have no way of starting.
Of course, it's not Wang Fan's idea to just sit back and wait for death.
style.
He sighed in his heart, but on the surface he didn't dare to neglect it and continued to quickly prepare the third form of the Divine Sword.
There was no way, because Huo Yuan had already come to kill him. If he couldn't kill Wang Fan today, he would end up being killed by Wang Fan.
Now that poisonous gas is roaming around, Wang Fan doesn't even have a great chance of escaping.
Next, the third form of the Divine Sword and the fourth form of the Divine Sword were slashed out one after another.
Under the two moves, Huo Yuan finally suffered some injuries, but they were still not seriously injured, let alone fatal.
At this moment, even Huo Yuan felt a little solemn.
Because he also felt that Wang Fan's sword style was not simple. If he continued like this, he would also die.
It is true that he is a poison cultivator, and it is true that the poisons he cultivated are very powerful, but it does not mean that he can sweep away everything.
If that was the case, he would have unified the center of the Holy Land long ago, so why would he be hiding in a small place like Yunwu City.
At this moment, in mid-air, the ancient divine sword in Wang Fan's hand was still dancing continuously.
As he danced, the power of the sword around him became stronger and stronger. His entire body was surrounded by sword light, as if a sea of swords had formed.
This scene not only shocked the faces of the monks who were watching, but also the faces of monsters such as Huo Batuo were extremely ugly.
What kind of martial arts is this and how can it be so terrifying?
Even Huo Batuo felt frightened, and he was not sure that he could catch Wang Fan's sword.
Feeling the power of the sword, Huo Yuan couldn't help but his eyelids twitched wildly, and his face rarely became serious. However, he would not give Wang Fan a chance.
"Go to hell!" He roared angrily, frantically activating the immortal energy in his body, oh no, it should be said to be the poison energy in his body, and rushed towards Wang Fan desperately.
He must stop Wang Fan from using this sword, otherwise, he will be in danger.
This chapter has been completed!