Just don't accept the kindness, but you still make sarcastic remarks?
What do you mean by asking me to admit defeat directly?
In Abelon's view, can you, a Sanren Xianshui who is just a "late stage earth evil realm" cultivator, be comparable to me, a strong man from a big family who is in the "middle stage of Tiangang realm"? I can easily crush you!
If the opponent hadn't been from Qingqiu Palace, with Abelong's temper and status, he would have attacked with all his strength and beat the opponent mercilessly until he was seriously injured and dying.
He was patient, but his tone was already a little impatient: "Fellow Taoist, you can be considered a first-class strong man. Don't you know the gap between you and me? If you insist on showing off, I'm afraid... we will lose face.
It doesn’t look good.”
When Abelong said this, he not only looked back at the direction of the Abe family, but also looked at the war preparation area of Qingqiu Palace. He knew that the legendary existence, the nine-tailed fox Tamamo Mae, the aunt of ancestor Seimei, must also be there.
Watching here.
hehe.
Fu Yang smiled softly and shook his head: "Sir, I told you that I don't want to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. I will sincerely tell you that my strength is far greater than yours, and you are definitely not mine.
Opponent. So please admit defeat directly so that you won’t get hurt.”
Abelon's face gradually darkened.
He was secretly angry in his heart: "I don't know where the Lord Fox Immortal from Qingqiu Palace found this Immortal Shui Sanren. He is really too arrogant! He is a level lower than me and yet he speaks so rudely. It really makes people think
Displeased. It’s a pity that he is from Qingqiu Palace after all, so I don’t want to be too harsh. That’s all, I just want to give him a small lesson to understand the gap between casual cultivators and family and sect inheritance.”
Thinking of this, Abelong's expression softened a little and he shrugged: "Since Your Excellency insists on doing this, then I can only offend you. I just hope that business affairs should be business affairs and private affairs should be private affairs. Don't damage our Abe family and Qingqiu Palace.
It’s good to have good feelings.”
"That's natural." Fu Yang smiled and nodded, "For what you are saying now, I promise that the entire Shenyu Tiantong Conference will not be cruel to anyone who is weaker than me when they meet the Abe family."
Abelon's mana surged all over his body and he took action boldly!
He was worried that if he continued to chat, he would be really angry with this Xianshui Sanren and attack him too harshly.
"Six rays, fierce storm and soaring dragon energy!"
This move is a very powerful magical power. He probably wants to end the battle quickly, otherwise he will be very embarrassed if he fights for too long with a casual cultivator who is a level weaker than himself... There are all the top experts in Japan around him.
Watching the battle!
The speed at which Abelon formed the seals with his hands was simply unbelievable. Within tenths of a second, he changed into at least hundreds of postures, and the afterimages appeared and dissipated.
A strong wind suddenly rose, blowing his large Yin Yang robe and black hair. At the same time, a huge golden six-pointed star emerged from the sky above his head - it was standing upright, facing Fu Yang.
A dragon-headed shadow as huge as a small hill emerged from it, and then a thick body several feet in diameter... carrying the majestic power of wind and rain, it rushed towards it with its teeth and claws.
Under the dragon's head, two long dragon whiskers danced, exuding mysterious mana fluctuations that were difficult to detect.
Fu Yang felt the air around him tighten, and many scales between reality and reality emerged, like layers of walls, sealing him inside.
oh?
He raised his eyebrows: "It seems that when this spell is cast, it will also use the magical dragon scales to imprison the opponent's actions. This is not just a breath lock, a fusion of attack and trapping. If it is really an ordinary Wu
Lu Huan is really a late-stage heavenly master. Facing the ferocious magical power of Abelon, I am afraid he will be defeated immediately."
The huge wind and rain dragon-shaped attack speed is so fast that it is comparable to the speed of sound!
Because when the dragon head flew, it made a "bang" sound explosion, passed through the sound barrier, and a large circle of white flocculent air spread around.
And it exudes bursts of green light and white shadows, the wind turns into wind blades, and the heavy rain is like a water knife, undulating around the dragon-shaped body, with a sharp and ruthless meaning in the tyranny and ferocity.
Just like the real dragon in myths and legends, it travels with the wind and rain - but it turns into a blade to follow and attack the enemy!
The oncoming dragon-shaped shadow was about to hit Fu Yang. He was still less than ten feet away before he suddenly took action.
Buzz!
The void trembled, brilliance overflowed, and it was extremely beautiful.
Seven balls of light of different colors flew out from Fu Yang's palm. They expanded rapidly, each with a diameter of more than ten feet, and headed towards the hill-like dragon head.
Then they were connected end to end to form a ring, and it was put on the dragon-shaped neck like a string of colorful necklaces!
oh?
When Abelong saw this, he curled up his lips, showing a look of contempt and ridicule: "It's really ridiculous. Just a casual cultivator in the Earthly Evil Realm, still wants to use this kind of temporary trapping technique to block my attack? It's simply a wishful thinking. If it had been done earlier,
Prepare, accumulate mana, and use it with all your strength. Maybe you can barely resist for a while."
For the same practitioner, the longer it takes to cast a spell, the more powerful the spell is!
In Abelon's view, Fu Yang just used a trap technique just when he was facing the end. This was simply a trick. Of course, it may also be that he was frightened by his "Storm and Dragon Qi" move, so his reaction was slow.
point……
But the next moment, something happened that shocked him.
The seven beads of round light balls of different colors were placed on the dragon's neck, and suddenly the entire dragon-shaped shadow stood still from beginning to end!!!
It's like being frozen in ice, maintaining the same posture and movements as at the last moment.
Abelon's pupils suddenly narrowed: "How is this possible?! He is obviously only in the Earthly Evil Realm, why..."
Fu Yang raised his right hand high.
Sonorous!
The sound was like the sound of a sword being drawn out of its sheath.
Fu Yang didn't know when he had already held a colorful magic sword in his hand!
The sword body is composed of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple arranged in order, which looks dazzling.
"cut!"
The colorful magic sword slashed towards the stationary dragon head from across the air.
Just like cutting tofu with a sharp blade, this lifelike dragon-shaped shadow condensed by Abelon's powerful magic power was easily divided into two by Fu Yang from beginning to end!
The dragon's body fell to both sides, exploded, and the remaining power of the dragon was scattered.
Abelon was stunned when he witnessed all this.
It stands to reason that with his experience, knowledge and mentality, he can remain calm no matter what happens. But this time, facing a casual cultivator who is obviously much lower than himself, but can easily crush his own proud moves, his mentality
It's a bit broken...
"Your Majesty, don't be in a daze, be careful and defend yourself."
Fu Yang kindly reminded him, but his casting action did not stop.
With a flash of footsteps, his whole body was like a streak of colorful lightning, and there was a bang! He directly forcibly broke through the speed of sound with his physical body, blasted through the sound barrier, and was in front of Abelon in an instant.
"No! It's too fast. The body breaks the sound barrier???"
He was shocked.
You know, Abelon himself can't even achieve the point of "breaking the sound barrier with his physical body" - unless he uses some powerful magical powers to protect his body and then flies by at high speed. But that is still a spell in essence.
Unless you are a cultivator who specializes in physical body training, normally a normal practitioner will not be able to break the sound barrier with his physical body until he reaches the peak of the Three Flowers Gathering!
Unfortunately, Fu Yang obviously does not fall into this "general situation".
Abelong hurriedly performed the onmyoji technique, trying to summon shikigami for defense.
It's a pity that Fu Yang won't give him this chance!
A powerful shikigami was about to emerge from the void, and as soon as the outline of its torso was revealed, it was cut off by Fu Yang's sword.
The next moment, Fu Yang put away his magic sword, and it turned into colorful glass covering his fist. He struck it forward!
In Abelon's eyes, it was as if a colored glass fist was growing more and more, as if it was covering the world in his eyes...
boom!
Fu Yang's fist moved downwards a little, but it didn't hit his face, but hit his left shoulder. It sent Abelon flying more than ten feet, fell to the ground and rolled around a few times, before he barely managed to stand still.
Cough cough cough.
Abelon coughed violently and felt pain in his left shoulder as if the bones were broken. But he knew that he was not injured, he just looked very embarrassed.
When he raised his head, he saw Fu Yang's handsome smiling face appearing in front of him.
"I'm really sorry. I didn't hold back my strength just now, and my attack was a bit harsh. Please forgive me."
"I……"
Abelon was speechless for a moment, and after a long time he sighed in frustration: "I lost. I didn't expect that you are an unparalleled genius. As a casual cultivator, you defeated me across realms. And I can feel that you don't
I tried my best. It’s so scary, so scary. I’m convinced that I lost, so thank you for your mercy.”
As one of the top leaders of the Abe family, he was certainly not the kind of person without discernment. He knew that Fu Yang did not hurt himself because of the friendship between Qingqiu Palace and the Abe family.
Make a salute with raised hands and a ninety-degree bow.
Fu Yang smiled and returned the favor.
At this time, the light above the Jiushan War Realm flickered, and several large characters appeared.
【Winner】: Qingqiu Palace, Xianshui Sanren.
This fight didn't have much tit-for-tat and seemed quite gentle. But it surprised the spectators present to the extreme!