The blood flag in his hand fluttered in the wind, making a hunting sound. The blood patterns on the flag cloth were like living creatures, and they began to slowly squirm, and they rushed forward together.
Then, under everyone's gaze, Fang Han's footsteps paused, his body suddenly stopped, his arm drew a strange arc, and the bloody flag suddenly waved out.
"The will-o'-the-wisp of heaven's punishment!"
A strange purple fire bloomed, so strange and domineering that it dyed the entire space black and purple.
In the void, above Fang Han's head, the endless purple fire was rolling, getting thicker and thicker, and erupted into a shrill wailing sound, as if countless wronged souls had gathered together.
There was a rumbling sound, and the purple fire slowly descended. The sharp spear light was instantly annihilated under the purple fire. The flames rose, directly destroying everything, and headed towards Mo Wugui.
"God's will-o'-the-wisp?"
The crowd felt a roar in their heads, their pupils kept dilating, and even the palms of their hands were covered with sweat.
The name of the purple fire was called the Heavenly Punishment Ghost Fire, so domineering.
Heaven's punishment, that is, the punishment of heaven and earth, cannot be stopped by anyone, even the gods must surrender to it, which represents absolute power.
Dare to claim the name of Heavenly Punishment, which shows how confident and even arrogant Fang Han is in the power of purple fire.
When a fire falls, it is like a punishment from heaven and earth. It can destroy everything and burn everything.
Moreover, that bloody flag is not a mortal thing. In addition to being able to control the Heavenly Punishment Ghost Fire, it can also erupt such a piercing wailing sound, which can be transmitted into people's minds and souls, comparable to the Sonic Soul Technique.
Such a terrifying offensive was so impeccable that even Han Xiaozi felt his heart palpitate and his brows furrowed tightly.
He always thought that Fang Han was too weak, so he directly announced his defeat.
Now it seems that he guessed wrong. Fang Han's strength is very strong, and he can compete with the strong men of the holy way. The reason why he gave up was just because he didn't want to waste his energy and didn't want to fight an uncertain battle.
"Is this Fang Han's trump card?" Ye Chen looked up at the endless will-o'-the-wisps, his heart also filled with a layer of gloom.
Boom!
The entire arena shook, and the terrifying purple fire finally dissipated. Immediately, smoke filled the air, and two figures swept out, standing in the void, a hundred meters apart, looking at each other coldly.
The blood flag was still on Fang Han's hand, the purple fire enveloped his body, and there was an evil aura all over his body, and there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.
The other one, of course, has nowhere to go.
He was not injured, but the dark spear in his hand became much darker, with a faint trace of fire lingering on it, and it lost its original sharpness.
"The gun spirit is extremely fierce and domineering. It is indeed very powerful. No wonder it can block my divine punishment or ghost fire." Fang Han praised him out loud, but the disdainful smile on his face became even thicker.
"Noisy!"
Mo Wugui opened his mouth and spat out an indifferent sound, stepped out, and waved the spear in the air, making a sound of breaking through the air. The gun's light was boundless and almost connected into one piece, like an endless ocean river, disappearing away from the dust.
"The angry dragon comes out of the sea!"
The endless spear light burst out, and a misty halo appeared above Mo Wugui's head. The halo took on the shape of a spear, full of agility, and flashed through the void, heading towards Fang Han.
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Gun Soul!
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. How long had passed before Mo Wugui was able to condense his martial soul to this extent? The talent of the first general in Tianshen Palace was indeed terrifying.
The blow at this moment was Mo Wugui's strongest blow. It could be said that he was infinitely close to the true powerhouse of the Holy Path.
"No matter how powerful your martial spirit is, you can't defeat my will-o'-the-wisp." Fang Hanhan laughed, waved his blood flag, and the will-o'-the-wisp came down again.
But unlike the last time, the color of this will-o'-the-wisp seemed to have become darker. In the center of the will-o'-the-wisp, a scarlet color appeared, just like blood, exuding a strong bloody smell.
"die!"
Fang Han roared angrily, and ghost fire descended from the sky, colliding with Mo Wugui's gun soul.
Then, roars continued to sound and exploded, and fire and gun light flowed freely in the void. Everything was shattered wherever they went. Some unlucky cultivators even had their bodies pierced.
He fell to the ground and kept wailing, and the scene became extremely chaotic.
"Let's take action together!"
Lin Xinghan and Chang Qingshan looked at each other and immediately rushed out at the same time, with their hands spread wide. With the ring as the center, two space cracks appeared within a radius of 100 meters.
Buzz buzz!
A burst of terrifying suction force erupted, and the scattered gun light and fire light were drawn into the space cracks. Many elders of the Tianshen Palace also rushed over and took action together, and the chaos of the scene was alleviated.
"ah!"
At this moment, a scream was heard, and above the extremely chaotic arena, a column of blood spurted out, staining the sky red, and at the same time, it also focused the attention of the crowd.
In the field of vision, Mo Wugui was kneeling on the ground, not dead. However, his left arm disappeared, and blood continued to flow from the fracture, which seemed a bit shocking.
The space seemed to have solidified at this moment.
The crowd's breathing stopped, and there was no movement. But in this dead silence, Fang Han still stood in the void holding a blood flag, and let out a sneer, a smile of disdain.
The two fought, and the final victory belonged to Fang Han.
The hearts of the crowd were filled with shock, and at the same time, they were also filled with regret. Mo Wugui lost one of his left arms in this battle, and his strength was greatly damaged. I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to show his strength in subsequent duels.
The first general of Tianshen Palace may also die here.
Liu Wenqing's eyes were frozen there, and Lin Xinghan's body could not help but tremble. Mo Wugui was defeated and even lost one of his arms. Such a result was unacceptable to them.
In the outer palace of Tianshen Palace, it took a lot of effort to cultivate a peerless genius, but in the end he was about to perish. It was so heartless.
"The winner is Fang Han."
Chang Qingshan announced expressionlessly. In fact, he was still a little happy in his heart. Mo Wugui was a disciple of the outer palace and did not belong to his inner palace. Once he fell, the outer palace would become even more miserable. This pair
For the inner palace, this is good news.
At the same time, Chang Qingshan also had a great interest in Fang Han. If such a crazy person could be controlled in his hands, he would be a sharp weapon.
Especially that blood flag, it is too powerful and must be taken under his command.
"Now it seems that you, Mo Wugui, are the one who talks so shamelessly." Fang Hanhan smiled coldly, turned around coolly, and his eyes fell on Ye Chen.
"Ye Chen, when you chopped off my left arm, I suffered a lot of humiliation. Today, it's time to put the grudges between you and me to rest. I just hope that you won't be a coward and don't even have the courage to fight.
No."
After he finished speaking, Fang Han stretched out his palm and made a slit gesture towards Ye Chen, his face full of provocation.
Fang Han has not forgotten the original hatred, and even burned it deep in his bones, thinking about it every day.
The reason is to avenge the previous humiliation in the dynasty war!
Now, he first defeated Liu Wenqing and then lost to Mo Wugui. His strength shocked everyone.
All of this is just foreshadowing.
There is only one ultimate goal, which is to use a transcendent attitude to invite Ye Chen to fight, or even defeat Ye Chen.