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Chapter 1638 War Alliance Lord!

Surrounded by hundreds of cultivators, this young-looking man in white robes slowly moved forward towards Fu Yang. There seemed to be a huge pressure!

He raised his hand gracefully and gently, and the surrounding alliance members stopped shouting. But they all stared directly at him, with fanatical admiration and hope in their eyes.

When the seven elders were all wiped out by this "Black-armored Demon King", they, who had been completely desperate, were filled with hope again - the leader of the alliance is a powerful being who can protect the entire alliance.

Yashu and a dozen cultivators beside her were also stunned. They didn't expect that the leader of the alliance would actually appear!

You know, everyone who joins the alliance will be constantly educated and brainwashed, saying that the leader of the alliance is the supreme being. He is as great as the gods in the sky!

Now, I finally meet the real person.

But while she was excited, a question arose in Yashu's heart: "But... can the alliance leader really be stronger than this expert?"

From the beginning to now, Fu Yang's almost invincible demeanor has been deeply imprinted on her heart! So even if the legendary leader appears now, she still hesitates.

"Holy crap! This is a real pretense. Master Rang felt uncomfortable when he saw it. It seemed like I was giving him a special package of catfish and cactus."

Mr. Xiong rubbed his paws and really wanted to rush forward...

But Fu Yang grabbed him by the neck and pulled him back: "I'll do it, damn fat cat. After all, it's my apprentice's business. If it doesn't work anymore, you can go up again."

He took a few steps forward, looked at the white-robed alliance leader, and said lightly: "Let me tell you, it's a fake pheasant alliance. Since there are positions such as deacons and elders, there must also be the highest alliance leader. It was strange just now, it should be

Isn’t it possible that this alliance leader is a bastard? That’s why I dare not come out.”

The white-robed leader said nothing, while the other cultivators surrounding him were aggressive and filled with righteous indignation.

"Shut up! Devil, don't insult our leader with dirty words."

"Yes! Our leader is supreme and as majestic as a god. You are just a black-armored demon, just waiting to die."

"Leader, please slay the demon!"

Now the guy started chatting again...

Fu Yang shrugged and asked him: "What do you mean? Do you want to fight me?"

The leader of the Bairun Alliance had an indifferent expression: "Of course! If I don't kill you, it won't be enough for the people to be angry."

"So are we going to fight one on one, or are you planning to launch a group fight among your subordinates?"

"Of course it's a battle between the strong men like you and me! Come to the sky."

As he spoke, he didn't see any spells being cast. He actually jumped into the air and rose into the air. He didn't stop until he was close to the bottom of the clear light sky created by nine huge light pillars.

This scene made the practitioners of the Siam Supernatural Alliance excited again! They felt that their leader was too strong.

"Okay! It looks like my hands will be stained with a lot of blood today. Fortunately, I have a clear conscience!"

Fu Yang's whole body was covered with billowing black energy, and with the help of the ghost's power, he rose into the air. Without further ado, he rushed directly towards the white-robed leader!

The right hand curls its fingers into claws, grabbing at the opponent.

A huge black beast-clawed shadow appeared and attacked with a roaring sound.

"Hmph! Devil, put on your terrifying black armor. Otherwise, you are no match for this alliance leader."

The man in white robes drew a circle with his hands in front of him, opened his mouth and blew out a stream of white air.

The circle suddenly became very huge, and the blue light shone, floating in the air like a round mirror.

Of course, Fu Yang's "Ghost Claw" hit the circular mirror.

Click!

It suddenly bounced back and fiercely grabbed Fu Yang.

"Yo? There is actually such a rebound spell... It's just that I have seen the same type of spells a lot. It's not unusual!"

Sonorous!

Fu Yang reached out and pulled out the Thousand Fantasy Sword from the sheath of the Hidden Immortal Sword behind his back, and slashed it hard.

Thousands of phantom ghost slashes!

The black scaly sword immediately cut through the void and slashed forward with great momentum. It directly divided the round clear mirror into two.

However, the next moment, behind this circular mirror, there was actually a larger circular mirror with clear light!

Reflected above, Fu Yang's "Thousand Illusionary Ghost Slash" just now was actually simulated immediately!

Whoosh!

The same scaly sword slashed towards Fu Yang from the mirror. He snorted coldly and struck out with another sword with his backhand, shattering the copied "Thousand Illusion Ghost Slash".

"I can't. Your mirror spell can copy and reflect anything? It's ridiculous!"

"Ghost Path·Jianjuan Tian!"

Fu Yang stabbed the Thousand Fantasy Sword straight ahead into the void, and then his arm trembled with a fierce spiral sword energy.

Buzz!

A large amount of sword energy emerged from the Thousand Fantasy Sword, turning into a tornado. It headed towards the white-robed man. It was like a long black sword energy dragon...

Click, click, click!

There was a continuous sound of mirrors shattering. This time, Kidō Kenjuten directly smashed all the round mirrors of the opponent, leaving not a single one left.

The white-robed leader's face also changed suddenly. He was surprised that Fu Yang was so powerful when he was not wearing the Phantom Ghost Armor. However, he still said in a pretentious tone: "It seems that you, the devil, are more powerful than I thought."

Stronger.”

"One mouthful is a monster! You are a pretentious person, I will beat you until you look like a fool!"

With a thought in Fu Yang's mind, Thousand Fantasy Swords instantly wrapped around his arms and body like molten iron. In the blink of an eye, the Phantom Ghost Armor reappeared!

boom!

Fu Yang was like a black meteor, piercing the sky and crashing into the white-robed man.

But the other party didn't panic at all. In fact, his hands suddenly changed the curse seal - it was clearly a Taoist curse seal that looked like the Chinese!

He said word by word: "In a small space, there is a mysterious light!"

As soon as the words fell, hoo hoo hoo!

With itself as the center of the circle, nine spherical cages appeared. Then they flew towards Fu Yang from all directions and in different directions.

"Huh? This... is very similar to Chinese Taoism. How can this pretender be Chinese Taoism?"

Fu Yang was startled and felt a little weird.

But if you feel it carefully, you will feel that...it is just like Chinese Taoism, but there are still some differences.

"Never mind! After I defeat this pretender, I'll torture him again."

Naturally, he was not afraid of these flying balls of light, and nimbly dodged them back and forth. But this time, he seemed to have underestimated the opponent's spell...

Swish, swish, swish!

Fu Yang kept flying sideways, relying on the powerful driving force of the Phantom Ghost Armor to dodge three light balls in a row. However, he was unable to prevent it after all. When his heel was rubbed by a light ball, the clear light immediately resembled a tarsal maggot.

It spread quickly and wrapped his entire body in it.

Form a light prison! (Fourth update)


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