Fish swimming around the world

Dugu sneered: "It seems that the witch A Li still can't cooperate."

Jiang Fan frowned slightly: "Cooperation? What kind of cooperation do you have with her?"

Dugu frowned: "You haven't seen her?"

Seeing Jiang Fan shaking his head, Dugu's face changed a few times, and he laughed: "So that's it, you don't know... However, the Heavenly Demon Palace is still unruly. They actually revealed these things to you. I wonder what His Royal Highness Xiaoyao King got in exchange?"

Jiang Fan said lightly: "You don't need to know. If you want to say something, just say it. For last words, this king is very tolerant."

"Last words?" Dugu laughed wildly: "You should listen to Yun Fuyao's last words."

He looked at Jiang Fan jokingly: "Do you know? This woman is really willing to die for you, which is really enviable. At the moment of death, she never regretted it. She said that meeting you in this life is a gift from God. Do you know... how satisfied she is?"

He sneered, naturally knowing how much harm and pain these words would bring to the other party. And this is exactly what he likes to see the most.

Yun Fuyao, don't you regret it? Can't I see your pain? It's the same when I see him!

However, to his surprise, the other party just squinted and shook his head: "Do you want to hit me? I'm sorry to disappoint you. Yun Fuyao is alive and well."

Dugu was shocked and said immediately: "This is impossible! She is completely dead, her true essence is gone, and she has no physiology!"

"No physiology?" Jiang Fan chuckled: "You underestimate me too much. I can tell you that she is not only alive, but also alive and well. Her qualifications have been further improved, and her three yin meridians have been completely healed. It's just a matter of time for her to reach the holy realm again."

Dugu looked surprised and doubtful: "This is absolutely impossible. There is no one in the world who can revive the dead... Oh, by the way, you are Jiang Fan, the Jiang Fan who once took blood to prolong life..."

His eyes became more and more surprised: "Do you really have such ability?"

Jiang Fan said calmly: "This is not what you need to care about. I said, if you have any last words, please say them quickly. I really don't have much patience for you."

Dugu couldn't help laughing: "Jiang Fan, I admire your arrogance, but I also sympathize with your ignorance! Do you think I am still the same Dugu? What can that golden armored man do to me?"

Ying Wuming looked at Dugu in front of him and was eager to fight. Hearing this, he suddenly burst out with momentum: "Young Master, let me fight first!"

Jiang Fan thought about it and smiled calmly: "Okay, let's practice, let Dugu give off some residual heat in the end."

With Jiang Fan's permission, Ying Wuming immediately stepped into the air and came to Dugu.

"Dugu, let's see if you can take my ten moves!"

Dugu looked up to the sky and laughed: "Back then you were in the Saint Realm, and I was a half-Saint. Now we are at the same level, do you think I can't kill you?"

Ying Wuming became more and more excited: "Okay, show your strongest strength."

Dugu sneered: "Just use you to verify my Saint Realm combat power."

After saying that, he raised two fingers, and a sharp black sword light shot towards Ying Wuming.

"Xuan Kun Yi!"

Ying Wuming did not dodge, and punched directly. The golden fist shattered the sword aura with just one blow.

"It's really much stronger, but this is not enough!"

"This is just the beginning!" Dugu's momentum suddenly increased, and two sword lights like silk slashed left and right.

"Xuan Kun Er!"

Ying Wuming still did not dodge, and stretched out his palms, and actually grabbed the sword aura and crushed it.

"I said, show your strongest strength!" Ying Wuming was a little dissatisfied.

Dugu finally got serious: "Very good, you are really strong. Let's see how many swords you can take from me next!"

As he waved his hands, four sword auras formed a square and covered Ying Wuming in the air.

"Xuan Kun Four!"

In an instant, Ying Wuming was locked in the four-sided sword aura. Ying Wuming's eyes flashed, and he shouted suddenly. His whole body was shining with golden light, and the huge impact instantly shattered the four-sided sword aura.

At the same time, Dugu shouted: "Xuan Kun Twelve!"

He didn't want to dawdle anymore. Twelve sword auras rose from the ground and slashed towards Ying Wuming like a tidal wave.

"That's right." Ying Wuming's cloak was flaming, fearless, and roared in a deep voice. He also threw twelve punches and collided with the sword aura.

In an instant, the void trembled, and the water surface under the waterfall was splashed dozens of feet.

This attack was evenly matched.

Dugu was furious. This golden armored man was ridiculously strong, completely beyond his imagination. Under normal circumstances, if I were to use Xuankun Twelve under the Saint Realm, even two ordinary Saint Realms would definitely not be able to take it.

And this golden armored man did not retreat even a step in the void, and even his body did not shake.

"Xuankun Thirteen!"

He gritted his teeth and roared word by word. The twelve black sword auras suddenly merged.

At the same time, the black strange sword behind him crossed the sky, and the black particles spread out, expanding the sword body a hundred times, and merged with the black sword aura to become a black giant sword as long as thirty feet, slashing towards Ying Wuming like the creation of the world.

Ying Wuming's eyes were solemn, and he felt the power of this sword. But he was even more excited.

He clenched his fists suddenly, and his body seemed to suddenly expand a circle, and his bare arms turned into a brass color, as if they were made of metal.

With his arms crossed, he took Xuankun Thirteen.

There was no roar, and the black strange sword slashed at the intersection of Ying Wuming's arms, pressing down hard.

Ying Wuming's body sank a foot from mid-air.

Then, the golden wrist guards on both arms exploded into hundreds of pieces, and the cloak was torn apart.

But Ying Wuming's body did not sink again, but he pushed the sword aura into the air.

Finally, in Dugu's shocked eyes, Ying Wuming's arms suddenly twisted and completely crushed Xuan Kun Thirteen.

"Hahaha..." Ying Wuming laughed happily: "I haven't had this much fun in a long time, you are good!"

Dugu's eyes flashed, and he had the idea of ​​retreating.

This golden armored man is ridiculously strong, and I am afraid that he cannot be defeated unless he enters the Great Sage. When he first entered the Holy Realm, Dugu was full of vigor, but unfortunately, Ying Wuming was still strong and invincible.

Dugu felt a little aggrieved, but helpless. Even if he fought for hundreds of moves, it would be no more than this. The golden armored man defeated his Xuan Kun Thirteen with just defense. Even if he used all his strength to use Xuan Kun Fourteen, what would it matter? I am afraid that at most both sides would suffer.

Who is this golden armored man? I already think that I am extremely talented, but this person is obviously the best of the best. Although I don't want to admit it, this person should be the kind of qualification in the legend.

Jiang Fan obviously saw what Dugu was thinking, and immediately said: "Brother Chaofeng, you step back first."

Ying Wuming was not satisfied yet, but still flew back behind Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan stood at the top of the waterfall, looking at Dugu with his hands behind his back: "The sword is interesting, is this the black sand?"

Dugu smiled coldly: "Yes, you have some knowledge."