Wang Fan had just left the place when a loud explosion was heard. The terrifying strong wind tore apart his shadow, and then a strong man stepped out of the void.
This man's face was gloomy, his eyes were fixed on the direction where Wang Fan had escaped, and his heart was extremely angry.
He also did not expect that in this situation, Wang Fan could sense the crisis and quickly avoid his attack.
You know, he is a powerful person in the heaven realm.
Moreover, he had mastered the timing of the previous attack. Logically speaking, it was impossible for Wang Fan to avoid it.
It's a pity that God's calculations are not as good as those of humans, and his attack still failed.
Not far away, Wang Fan stopped, stared at the figure and began to curse: "Wang Wudao, you old bastard, are you worthy of being a god in heaven?"
"Is there such a rubbish heavenly god as you? You actually attacked an earthly god without killing him. You are really powerful."
Wang Fan was really yelling.
Damn it, this guy is so shameless. He attacked him secretly. It's disgusting.
He had not expected at all in advance, let alone noticed that there was such a heavenly god lurking in the secret.
Fortunately, he sensed the crisis in time and quickly avoided it, otherwise, the consequences would be really unimaginable.
"Wang Fan, any method is acceptable for people like you. Aren't you arrogantly threatening to completely wipe out my Wang family lineage? If you have the ability, don't run away and fight with me."
Wang Wudao stood proudly in the void, not in a hurry to take action, but stared at Wang Fan and said coldly.
"Bah." Wang Fan was extremely disdainful: "You are just traitors, and you don't deserve to be called Wang."
"It is only a matter of time that I will destroy you all. But why should I listen to you? If you say I will fight with you, I will fight with you. Are you worthy?"
"Huangkou kid, you are looking for death!" Wang Wudao was furious when he heard this.
What they hate hearing the most is the word traitor, especially when it is used about them.
Because, they are the real traitors. Not only did they betray the human race, but they did indeed betray the Wang family.
Now, he considers himself a Wang family, but is so humiliated by Wang Fan. This is simply poking at his pain point.
"Child with a yellow mouth? Are you blind? Which eye did you see that I have a yellow mouth? What's more, am I wrong?"
"You traitors, when you see me as a direct descendant of the royal family, you don't want to kneel down and surrender, but want to make a sneak attack. Isn't this rebellion?"
"This is now. If it were left to my secular past, he would have been quartered by five horses, skinned and cramped. Do you know that?"
While Wang Fan was cursing, he was trying his best to recover from the previous injuries and adjust his condition.
His words were like a knife, constantly cutting into Wang Wudao's heart.
He was really angry to death, extremely angry.
However, he still did not rush to take action. Instead, Shenhua restrained himself and frantically prepared a big move.
If you don't take action, you must kill the beast if you take action. Otherwise, once Wang Fan tries to escape, he will have difficulty catching him.
Wang Fan, however, seemed to have no idea what Wang Wudao was thinking and continued to curse.
Anyway, even if you can't beat this guy, you will still make him angry to death.
It would be best if the stimulation makes his Taoist heart collapse and his cultivation level decline.
Of course, that's just a thought, it's extremely difficult to do.
There is no one who is a powerful person in the realm of gods but has a stable Taoist heart and is frighteningly tenacious.
If it could be destroyed so easily, it would not be a heavenly god, because it would be impossible to achieve it at all.
Wang Wudao's face was livid, his heart was filled with rage and murderous intent, but he was holding it back and was still planning a big move.
It's almost, it's almost, after just a little while, he can release his ultimate move and kill Wang Fan with one move.
At that time, he wanted to see if Wang Fan could still run away.
"Hmph, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you old dog. Don't you want to fight? Then fight. You forced me to do this. If so, don't blame me for being rude."
Wang Fan was still cursing there, but suddenly, his aura suddenly became violent.
Under that turbulent momentum, the void trembled, the air solidified, and the earth seemed to begin to tremble.
At the same time, Wang Fan held the Chaos Sword, and the Chaos Sword emitted a bright light, and endless divine energy poured into it.
It seemed as if the sword would be slashed out in the next moment.
When Wang Wudao saw this scene, his face suddenly became heavy, but he didn't have much fear.
He snorted coldly, and his body suddenly jumped into the air, his left hand facing forward, slightly raised.
He planned to block Wang Fan's sword first and never let Wang Fan interrupt his ultimate move.
However, just when he was ready to block Wang Fan's sword even if he paid a certain price.
Wang Fan turned around suddenly, and the next moment, he quickly rushed into the distance.
Wang Fan actually ran away.
Wang Wudao was furious, this bastard thing.
"You can't escape."
He roared angrily, dodged and pursued directly.
But at this moment, there was a buzzing sound and the sound of swords resounding, and the Chaos Sword in Wang Fan's hand suddenly came out.
The Eighth Form of the Excalibur.
With this sword, the heaven and the earth seemed to be extinguished, and the gods and demons seemed to be destroyed.
In the void, cracks were torn apart, which was extremely terrifying.
When Wang Wudao felt the sword, he was instantly shocked and his face was livid with anger.
Before, he had planned to block Wang Fan's attack, but as soon as Wang Fan escaped, he lost his temper.
Now Wang Fan suddenly took action and unleashed such a powerful sword. If he wanted to resist it easily, how could it be so easy?
In fact, even if he was prepared beforehand, he still could not block Wang Fan's eighth form of the divine sword.
"Go to hell."
In desperation, Wang Wudao roared angrily, stopped brewing, and suddenly swung his fists forward.
There was a roar.
When these fists came out, they directly blasted the void. That was truly blasting the void.
A void seemed to disappear out of thin air.
The surrounding mountain peaks began to crumble and destroy, the sky and the earth were darkened, and the sun and moon had no light.
Wang Fan felt the punch and his face changed wildly.
If this hits him, he will definitely die.
He didn't even dare to stay, but ran away quickly.
At the same time, a loud noise sounded, and the eighth form of the Divine Sword collided with the two fists in mid-air.
The monstrous sword light only lasted for a moment, and then died instantly.
When Wang Fan felt this scene, he was even more horrified.
So strong.
His speed was even faster, and he began to run as fast as he could.
Behind him, there were constant rumbling sounds, and wherever the wind of the fist passed, everything was destroyed.
However, with the resistance and continuous weakening of the eighth form of the Divine Sword, the power of those two punches also began to be greatly weakened.
As for Wang Wudao, after throwing those two punches, his whole body seemed to suddenly wither.
But he still sneered, stepped out, and chased Wang Fan directly.