Fulong is known as the Crazy God in the heaven, and he has the capital to be arrogant.
The two axes in his hands were made from rare fire dragon crystals. Although they were not as good as the Fire God's Essence of Fire magic weapon captured by Ye Xiaochuan, they were still similar.
Fulong casually threw out an axe.
The moment the ax was thrown, it turned into a huge and terrifying flaming beast.
This strange beast is very strange. It is not a common fire dragon or a fire unicorn or other auspicious beasts in folklore, but a strange and ferocious beast with six legs and two ugly big heads.
A terrifying heat wave swept across the world, as if it was going to burn everything in the world.
With a few random flicks of his fingers, Hua Wuyou laid a layer of water-like defensive barrier around the old storyteller and Yuan Xiaolou to prevent them from being affected by this level of master's fighting skills.
Xian Yao didn't have any magic weapon in his hand, only the bamboo pole he usually leaned on.
She squinted her eyes and looked at the roaring fire beast, seemingly showing no intention of avoiding it.
When the flaming beast was less than thirty feet away from her, the two terrifying heads opened their large mouths at the same time, spitting out two pillars of fire, and rushed straight towards Xian Yao.
Xian Yao then took action and waved the bamboo pole in his hand casually.
The movements are very slow. No one would have thought that the speed of a powerful Xumi master could not compare to that of a young disciple in the realm of Yuanshen.
However, Xian Yao was not fancy at all. He waved the bamboo pole casually and blocked two terrifying fire pillars sprayed by the flaming beast.
There seemed to be an invisible energy barrier, and all the flames were blocked four feet in front of her, forming a monstrous wall of flames around the perimeter.
Immediately afterwards, the flame beast slammed into the flame wall!
boom!
The deafening loud noise shook the valley, as if even the space was shattered.
The two-headed beast, steaming with flames, still failed to break through the defensive barrier set up by Xian Yao.
Immediately, everyone saw streaks of sword energy suddenly shot out from the body of the flame beast.
The flame beast let out an unwilling roar and disappeared in an instant with the monstrous wall of flames.
The red ax flew back into Fulong's hand.
As soon as Fulong took the ax back and flew forward, his pupils suddenly shrank and the two axes were immediately crossed in front of his chest.
boom!
At this moment, a tangible and intangible sword energy hit the ax face of the double axe.
Fulong's body was immediately knocked back dozens of feet before he stabilized himself.
Xian Yao was still standing on the ground of the valley and said calmly: "It's just the first move. The crazy god of heaven, nothing more."
There was a look of horror on his handsome cheeks.
Shaking his sore arms, he lost his voice and said: "How is that possible!"
After saying that, the figure disappeared.
Thousands of huge fireballs appeared in the sky, roaring towards Xian Yao.
It can be seen that there seems to be a huge red ax in each fireball.
Xian Yao said: "The move that imitates the sky fire meteorite is a bit interesting."
The bamboo pole in her hand rotated rapidly, and dense sword energy spread in all directions. Each sword energy penetrated a huge fireball.
The fireball shattered and turned into endless fire rain, falling one after another, and the valley suddenly turned into a sea of fire.
Xian Yao pointed his bamboo pole towards the sky, and Fulong, who had disappeared, appeared again.
Still flying backwards.
Xian Yao said: "This is the second move. If you can take the last move, the old lady will lose."
After saying that, Xian Yao's body standing in the valley suddenly swelled.
No, it's not that the physical body is expanding, it's as if the soul is leaving the body, it's the soul that is expanding.
The tangible and incorporeal spirit started from Xian Yao's body and rapidly expanded upwards, becoming higher than the mountain in the blink of an eye.
Fulong snorted coldly: "Pretend to be a ghost!"
The two axes were swung and turned into a red lightning, attacking Xian Yao for the third time.
The moment he took action, Xian Yao's phantom of Yuan Shen, which had expanded countless times, suddenly changed rapidly and condensed into a huge qi sword.
When Fulong saw the air sword coming, he laughed wildly: "Well done!"
The two axes slashed at the incoming air sword from left to right.
His double axes could flatten a mountain, but he didn't think the incoming air sword was that scary.
He was wrong.
Xian Yao said that if he could not defeat Fulong with three moves, he would take the initiative to admit defeat.
This is Xian Yao's third move, how can we underestimate it?
Returning to one's original nature is the avenue of the universe.
This simple and unpretentious qi sword activated by Xian Yao may seem inconspicuous, but it embodies the essence of the universe.
The two axes hit the air sword, but the air sword was not damaged at all!
The overwhelming force made Fulong fly backwards.
At this moment, Fulong realized that he had underestimated his enemy.
However, he has no chance.
The qi sword blocked all his qi. Like Ye Xiaochuan, he could only face the oncoming sword head-on.
He retreated quickly, but the air sword was faster. No matter where he retreated, he could not avoid the attack of the air sword.
He shouted angrily and poured all his energy into his two axes. The wildfires all over the mountains and plains on the ground suddenly disappeared.
All the flames seemed to be sucked into the double axes.
He raised the two axes that were burning like flames and slashed at the giant sword again.
boom!
boom!
Amidst the loud noise, powerful energy waves swept across all directions.
When the strong wind suddenly rose, sand and rocks flew on the ground. Centered in the valley, the surrounding trees with a radius of hundreds of feet were all broken and turned into powder under the impact of the energy, as if they had been hit by a meteorite.
Fulong's double axes were blown away, and red blood spurted out of his mouth. He lost control of his body and flew backwards.
However, the Qi sword that Xian Yao had condensed quickly disappeared under Fulong's final blow.
The roar gradually disappeared.
Xian Yao was still standing in the valley, while Fulong's back was pressed by Qing Niao's palm, helping him to resolve his retreat.
Fulong thought, and the double ax appeared in his hands again.
He looked at the old woman on the ground who seemed to have not taken a step with a gloomy expression.
He said hoarsely: "What a skill, what a skill! Ever since I, Fulong, aspired to become Sumeru, you are the only one who has been able to force me back with three moves. If you have the skill, let's fight against Taixu for three thousand rounds!"
Fulong was certainly not convinced.
Before he could even show his full potential, he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by the opponent.
Who can be convinced if you leave it alone?
He felt that as long as he climbed above Taixu and used the magical powers taught to him by his master father, combined with his powerful cultivation and fire-based treasures, he would be able to beat the shit out of Xian Yao!
Xian Yao said calmly: "What qualifications does a defeated general have to fight with me?"
This was said with great arrogance.
Fulong was angry and was about to charge forward, but was stopped by Qingniao. Qingniao said coldly: "If you lose, you lose. It's no big deal. If you lose but don't admit it, do you still want the master's face? Back off!"
