Corpse Seventeen felt the terrifying coercion descending from the sky, like an abyss, like a prison, like a substance! It enveloped him.
Neither he nor the Bear Demon Corpse Puppet could move.
"What's going on? I obviously want to go forward and kill this hateful ant mortal. But my body... actually doesn't obey my orders? It's unbelievable for such a strong man!"
In extreme horror, Fu Yang fell from the sky like a god and crashed to the ground...
boom!
There was a dull sound. There was no change where he landed. That was because Fu Yang subtly stepped into the soil with a huge force, and then...
Boom boom boom!
The ground with a radius of a hundred meters exploded from the inside out, as if a bomb exploded and an excavator turned over the soil. Several other demons from the Pantheon Cult within this range fell to the ground one after another, screaming in agony.
Fu Yang didn't even look at Corpse Seventeen, he just smiled and moved Lin Wushuang from the air, and he was "lifted" from the ground by an invisible force and stood up.
"Disciple, how do you feel today? With a mortal body, you can fight to this point. My master is very surprised."
Lin Wushuang quickly bowed to Fu Yang and said, "Master, my disciple is useless. If I lose... I still need Master to save me."
Why!
Fu Yang waved his hand: "You can't say that. After all, you haven't started practicing yet and you only rely on martial arts to fight. You are fine! Now, just go outside and take a rest. Let's recall the feeling between life and death just now."
At this time, Corpse Seventeen behind him finally broke free from the terrifying pressure and momentum!
Regarding Fu Yang's behavior of completely showing his back to him and showing no mercy to him, Corpse Seventeen felt that he had been greatly insulted - even if you are a strong man, how could you still be unprepared by my bear demon corpse?
A full blow?
Go to hell! You pretender...
When Corpse Seventeen launched an all-out attack, he must have been shouting like this in his heart, right?
All the power of the Bear Demon Corpse Puppet was concentrated on the black and shiny claws like swords, and it was thrust into Fu Yang's back vest. Even a one-foot-thick steel plate could not bear it.
"Master, be careful!"
Lin Wushuang exclaimed.
However, Fu Yang still didn't look back...
The claws of the Bear Demon Puppet accurately stabbed his back at the heart position, but... there was a metallic crunching sound! The shock caused pain to the eardrums and made the teeth sore.
Immediately afterwards there was a "click" sound. The claws of the bear corpse puppet were suddenly broken!
Corpse Seventeen's eyes nearly popped out: "How is that possible?!"
Fu Yang finally turned around and sneered: "Nothing is impossible."
While speaking, he also reached out with his hand - and saw that it was covered with a thick layer of fine black scales that shimmered with metallic luster.
It turns out that Fu Yang's ghost power has covered the surface of his body and is highly condensed into black scales. That's why he can completely ignore the full blow of this bear demon corpse puppet, which is comparable to the three real-person levels!
boom……
Fu Yang stretched out his hand and grabbed hold of the bear demon corpse, and actually grabbed the two bear paws as big as a millstone and exploded them. Corpse Seventeen finally woke up at this time and wanted to run away.
Did he run away?
Fu Yang directly punched out, and a huge fist mark flashed in the void. A huge fist mark hole appeared on the belly of the four-meter-high bear demon zombie puppet, and then exploded together with the corpse seventeen, turning into
The powder disappeared into thin air.
"Okay, you can go and rest outside the farm."
Fu Yang waved his hand, and a ball of black light enveloped Lin Wushuang, taking him flying up. Like a meteor, it streaked across the sky and landed outside the farm - of course they were not bothered by the formation set up by Xu Xinyi.
At this moment, the entire farm has become a battlefield of blood and fire! Good and evil clash, and fighting breaks out.
The monsters of the Fourth Group of Ten Thousand Gods knew that they had no way to escape, so they no longer retreated. They showed their sharp and fierce minions and fought with the righteous cultivators...
Fu Yang was suspended in the night sky, watching all this, and murmured to himself: "The speed is too slow. It's time to get serious!"
He slowly closed his eyes, stretched his right hand towards his back, and tightly grasped the hilt of the Qianhuan Sword in the sheath of the Hidden Immortal Sword. He did not rush to pull it out...
But the breathing shows a special frequency. One breath, one breath, one breath, one breath...it actually coincides with some kind of strange Taoist rhythm. It's like the pulsation deep in the earth, and like the resonance in the void!
Fu Yang's energy and concentration increased to an extreme level at this moment - his current peak. This directly caused the scope of his spiritual awareness to rapidly expand, covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters.
There was darkness in his mind, and the cultivators of both good and evil sides who were fighting fiercely turned into human-shaped lights and shadows.
Finally, Fu Yang's hand pulled out the Thousand Fantasy Sword hidden in the fairy scabbard behind his back...
Sonorous!
Cold light shot out, lighting up the entire night sky like a thunderbolt. The sound of swords sounded like dragon roars, and a terrifying sharp aura filled the air.
The accumulated power of the Hidden Immortal Sword's scabbard allows the Thousand Fantasy Sword to burst out with terrifying power the moment it is unsheathed. And Fu Yang wants to use the power of this moment to perform a move he recently created - a move
fencing!
He still had his eyes closed, his spiritual awareness covering all directions.
Numerous thoughts quickly flashed through Fu Yang's mind...
"The Thousand Illusion Sword is one of my three major magic weapons. It is also the main attack weapon, so there are the most self-created spells based on it. Thousand Illusions are ever-changing. The types of sword moves cannot be limited to pure attack types. This
The move is a skill that reaches its pinnacle!"
"I use my current maximum spiritual sense to cover all directions, distinguish between friends and foes, and then accurately kill the enemy in a large area! Although it is not very powerful, this is a group-wide large-scale destructive spell. It can still distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.
Differentiated attack."
"I call it... the end of fantasy!"
Fu Yang finally took action!
He held the Thousand Fantasy Sword tightly in his right hand and turned his whole body 360 degrees in the air. Then, he used all his strength to slash from the sky to the ground!
Keng!
Accompanied by the sound of Qingyue's sword, a huge black sword light fell from the sky. As if it was a punishment from heaven, it fell to the ground... but it collapsed when it was still more than one foot above the ground.
The originally huge columnar sword light split into countless small sword lights in an instant. Like fish swimming fast in the deep sea, it went in all directions.
If you look down from the air, you will find that tens of thousands of square meters are covered with this swimming sword light...
At first glance, this move looks very similar to the first style of Wei Ke's "Nine Ghost Swords", Qianque Canguang. In fact, Fu Yang's inspiration for creating this move did come from Qianque Canguang. However,
The power and effect are many times stronger.
Because, this move "Huan Jue Ming Jue" is a precise "point-to-point" strike!