Fan Wu, who held three fairy swords in one hand, had a slightly interested expression on his face. He easily blocked the opponent's sudden attack and even caught all three fairy swords.
In the hand, the blades of these three fairy swords are very sharp and can easily cut through all things. However, there is no way to cut the flesh and blood of Fan Wu's palm. Let alone cut the flesh and blood of Fan Wu's palm.
Even if you want to cut a small hole in Fan Wu's skin, it is extremely difficult, as difficult as climbing to the sky.
When Fan Wu asked that sentence, he grabbed the palm of the three fairy swords' right hand and began to gradually exert force. He only heard the swords of the three fairy swords making an overwhelmed sound, and then he saw the sword body,
Fine cracks began to appear. Those cracks were getting bigger and bigger visible to the naked eye. When the cracks reached a certain level, even the three fairy swords could not withstand the huge force exerted by Fan Wu's palm.
, shattered with a bang! The flying fragments flew out in all directions, but these fragments did not hurt Fan Wu at all.
Just the hand that Fan Wu showed now instantly made the Great Immortal Jiao in front of him stunned. Because he had never seen it before, and had never expected that an ordinary person's body could be so strong.
Outrageous! The aura exuding from the person in front of me is that of an ordinary person. He is not any god in heaven at all. Why can an ordinary person be so outrageous now? Could it be that this ordinary person is actually the phantom of some god?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
In the short moment when the three immortal swords were crushed by Fan Wu, thousands of thoughts flashed through the mind of Great Immortal Jiao. In the end, he decided to completely kill the ordinary man in front of him.
He must not let the other party walk out of this fairy palace! Otherwise, if other immortals see him, there will definitely be a big problem! When the time comes, the consequences will not be something he, the Great Immortal Jiao, can bear.
At this point in his thoughts, Immortal Jiao's face was completely astonished and all the confusion was gone, and he revealed his fierce look again!
Knowing that Fan Wu might be a little difficult to deal with, he immediately sacrificed one of his own magic weapons, which turned out to be two Wengjin sledgehammers! I saw Jiao Daxian holding a head in his left hand, which was several times larger than a human head.
The Wengjin sledgehammer in the circle was the same Wengjin sledgehammer he was carrying in his right hand. The two hammers clashed with each other habitually, and they immediately remembered a harsh buzzing sound, and the waves of air that swept out made the Immortal Palace mansion even more
All the items inside were trembling.
"Say your name, so that you, an ordinary man, can die convinced!" Jiao Daxian allowed the ordinary man in front of him to reveal his name before he died. He was carrying two gold sledgehammers, and his height was actually 1 to 1.
It grew upwards, and did not stop until it reached a height of one foot. The tall one approached Fan Wu's direction step by step, and said with a sneer: "How can you, an ordinary person, die here?"
Being in heaven can be regarded as the greatest blessing in this life!"
"Prisoner Dragon Temple, Fan Wu." Facing the Great Immortal Jiao who was approaching him step by step, Fan Wu didn't have any worried expression on his face. He even had time to show a smile and face the opponent.
He smiled. Then he unhurriedly pulled out the Demon-Breaking Sword from his back. As for the question asked by the other party, Fan Wu also answered the other party very frankly, without any concealment.
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However, Fan Wu's answer made Jiao Daxian stunned once again. Because Jiao Daxian heard five familiar words from Fan Wu's mouth - Prisoner of the Dragon Temple Fan Wu! If he hadn't
If I remember wrongly, before he died, Hu Xianguan, the sworn brother of Jiao Great Immortal... seemed to have sent him the words "Prisoner of the Dragon Temple Fan Wu" before he died, right?
Jiao Daxian's eyes widened.
At this moment, he couldn't help but ask Fan Wu, "Prisoner Dragon Watch Fan Wu? You... what is your relationship with my sworn brother? Before he died, he also used a
A secret technique, he told me these five words! If I guessed correctly, the person pointed to by these five words should be...his murderer! And you...you, an ordinary person,
What kind of Dragon Prisoner Fan Wu happens to be?!"
"Brother? The secret technique of sound transmission before death?" Fan Wu looked quite surprised. He looked at the Great Immortal Jiao in front of him, and then Fan Wu seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became a little weird. It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?
Immediately afterwards, Fan Wu asked: "Could your sworn brother be the Tiger Immortal Official who came to earth to commit evil?"
When Fan Wu asked such a question, Fan Wu clearly saw that the expressions of the Jiao Daxian in front of him changed more frequently and with greater amplitude. He suddenly became convinced that his guess was correct. What a coincidence! Fan Wu
He grinned and said: "If your adopted brother is really him, then yes! I am Fan Wu, the Dragon Prisoner who killed him. Do you think it's a coincidence or not?"
"If you don't believe it, I can even tell you that he has several magic weapons that can summon thunder and lightning. That guy also claims that he is the immortal official of the Thunder Department of Heaven." Fan Wu clicked his tongue: "Now it looks like he
It’s not surprising that it looks like that, after all, there are just as many sworn brothers as there are, and the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!”
"It turns out...it's you!!" Great Immortal Jiao's eyes were about to burst, and the bloodshot threads emerging from his eyes were about to burst. He could no longer suppress the rage in his heart.
, roaring angrily: "Today, I will peel off your skin, beat your tendons, and avenge my sworn brother!!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When such a roar fell, the Great Immortal Jiao appeared in front of Fan Wu in the blink of an eye! He held up two huge men
The golden sledgehammer swept towards Fan Wu's left side in a sweeping gesture with two hammer blows! The sledgehammer in the right hand went straight to Fan Wu's head, and the sledgehammer in the left hand went straight to Fan Wu's neck.
Facing this extremely swift blow, Fan Wu immediately raised the Demon-Breaking Sword and blocked it in this direction. Immediately afterwards, Fan Wu could feel a terrifying force coming from this direction, and he was directly knocked away.
He went out. His body hit hard against the wall of this fairy palace mansion.
It has to be said that this is indeed the mansion of an immortal. The walls are not generally strong. Fan Wu, who withstood the blow, hit the wall, and the wall only shook slightly.
Other than that, there is no damage whatsoever.
Just as Fan Wu got up from the ground, he looked up and saw two sledgehammers coming straight to his head. The two sledgehammers, which were bigger than his head, hit him very accurately.
His head immediately knocked him to the ground.
Immortal Jiao even roared loudly. He didn't want to give Fan Wu any chance to breathe. The immortal power on the sledgehammer he held in his right hand surged wildly. With this hammer, he exaggeratedly smashed Fan Wu's body on the ground! The entire Immortal Palace
The whole mansion was shaking violently!
Naturally, he used all his strength in the three attacks he made in anger. Great Immortal Jiao began to pant slightly. Looking down at Fan Wu, he suddenly realized that something... was not quite right.
"What?!" He watched helplessly as Fan Wu, who had withstood three of his all-out attacks, slowly got up from the ground! His face was full of bewilderment.
"It's so fast! It hurts too!" Fan Wu spat blood on one side. A small gash was made on his forehead, and blood slowly flowed down from the small gash.
However, as soon as Fan Wu finished speaking this sentence, this small gap was instantly healed.
Fan Wu grinned ferociously: "However, this is exactly what I want! He is indeed a god who has broken 500 points."
"You are much more powerful than your good-for-nothing sworn brother. I was almost beaten by you."
"You mortal, what the hell are you...?"
Immortal Jiao's face was filled with shock: "How come you're not dead?"
"Why are you not dead?!"
The shock in his heart had already made it difficult for Great Immortal Jiao to organize his words. He felt that the three blows he had just struck with all his strength were enough to kill a heavenly official on the spot, but the ordinary man in front of him actually
He was still able to stand up! The small wound on the opponent's forehead also recovered in the blink of an eye. It looked like he was not injured. How tough is this guy's body? Why does he have such an amazing recovery ability?
, why is it even more outrageous than an immortal? Why does the sword in his hand look so familiar? In just a short time, countless questions popped up in Immortal Jiao's mind.
But obviously... no one would answer the questions that popped up in his mind, because Fan Wu did not answer, but chose to fight back directly! Fan Wu did not hesitate and raised his hand.
He raised the Demon-Breaking Sword with a cold light in his hand, and struck it directly in the direction of the Great Immortal Jiao! As the Demon-Breaking Sword was being swung, a very powerful slashing sword energy burst out, like a crescent moon shape.
The sword energy appeared in front of Jiao Daxian in an instant. Such a speed was so fast that people were caught off guard!
However, after all, Jiao Daxian is a terrifying existence whose [Strength] attribute has exceeded 500 points. It may be difficult for others to react, but he can react. He immediately raised the sledgehammer and smashed it with a fierce hammer.
, Fan Wu slashed out a sword energy. The sparks that burst out when the sword energy and Weng Jin's sledgehammer collided with each other were very dazzling. Or the air currents sweeping out from all directions turned the mansion upside down. The entire fairy palace mansion was turned upside down.
, suddenly became a mess.
But Great Immortal Jiao no longer cares about what his Immortal Palace has become. He just wants to get rid of this who-knows-what-the-hell Prisoner of the Dragon Temple Fan Wu in the shortest possible time! He jumped up and
Appearing in front of Fan Wu, the double hammers in his hands smashed at Fan Wu like a tiger descending from a mountain. This smash... He was about to smash Fan Wu's soul and body together! But he never thought that Fan Wu would
Wu actually avoided the blow.
While dodging, the Demon-Breaking Sword in Fan Wu's hand had already struck at Jiao Daxian's throat at a very tricky angle. Jiao Daxian's two hammers struck each other, clamping the Demon-Breaking Sword.
He opened his mouth and a ball of surging fairy flames spurted out, heading straight for Fan Wu's face. This hot fairy flame was absolutely extraordinary fire. Fan Wu could feel it even before it touched Fan Wu.
, that terrifying temperature.
Fan Wu's chest bulged high. He actually opened his mouth and spat forward, but what he spat out was not flames, but a ball of gas! The ball of air spat out from his mouth was like a bomb.
Facing the surging immortal flames, the two sides collided fiercely with each other at an extremely close distance, and exploded immediately. The flames and air currents raged rapidly, forcing both Fan Wu and Jiao Daxian to retreat several steps.
Fan Wu took a full six steps back, while Jiao Daxian only took three steps back. From here, it can be seen that there is still a certain gap between the two sides. Such a gap is naturally between Fan Wu and the opponent.
A little weaker. However, such a gap did not make Fan Wu feel discouraged. On the contrary, it made him even more excited.
He looked like he wasn't worried that such a gap would cause him to lose. I saw Fan Wu's speed flashing quickly, and the sword light of the Demon-Severing Sword shone in the small fairy palace.
He shuttled back and forth quickly, and every sword light went straight towards Jiao Daxian! Jiao Daxian was naturally not to be outdone, and the double hammers in his hands were swung like water.
The two sides were fighting in this Immortal Palace mansion, and it was extremely fierce. In less than ten breaths, the two sides... had already fought for dozens of rounds. The Demon-Breaking Sword's
The light of the sword intersects with the hammer blows of Weng Jin's double hammers, forming scenes of thrilling scenes.
When the two sides... had already fought for two hundred rounds, Great Immortal Jiao was already feeling anxious. He didn't expect Fan Wu to be so tricky. He knew that Fan Wu was definitely not his opponent, but he wanted to win the opponent quickly.
impossible.
Jiao Daxian conservatively estimated that if the two sides did not fight for thousands of rounds, there would be no way to quickly determine the winner in a short time.
He could only hope that during this period, no unknown immortal would suddenly appear near his immortal palace.
What's more, I don't want the other party to push the door in out of curiosity. In that case... I will be exposed!
damn it!
Why is this ordinary man so difficult to deal with?!
As time passed, Jiao Daxian found that he was lucky today, because when both sides reached the thousandth round, no immortal passed by nearby. Moreover, he found that Fan Wu, the prisoner of the dragon, had already been defeated.
Appeared!
Twenty more moves!
I will kill him!
"Huh - I feel so good!" Suddenly, Jiao Daxian saw Fan Wu and himself, distanced themselves, and said something like this: "It's time, it's time to end."
Fan Wu smiled and said: "I can't beat you now, but it won't be so in the next breath."