Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"What...?, I said, Junior Brother, is this okay? Isn't it too dangerous? Why don't we work together to fight against the enemy!"

Xuanchengzi was shocked when he heard this. After hesitating for a moment, he hurriedly asked. He didn't expect Wu Fan to say this.

"Senior brother, don't worry. I know what's going on. Just listen to me."

Wu Fan didn't have time to be nagging, so he whispered without looking back and flew towards Old Demon Sikong in a hurry.

"This..., okay then!!"

Xuanchengzi also knew the priority of the matter. Although he was extremely shocked, he still chose to believe it. After all, no one would joke with their lives. I guess this junior brother had some tricks up his sleeve.

As soon as the voice fell behind, Xuanchengzi hurriedly sent another message to Qingyang and the other three, and then turned into a stream of light and flew quickly towards Li Yingyi.

After receiving the message, Master Qingyang, Master Chonghe, and He Liantian were obviously startled, and they were extremely surprised. However, the three of them obeyed the order without hesitation, and flew straight to the square below in a flash.

At this moment, thousands of disciples from Lingxiao Temple below also began to take action, once again manipulating the Hundred Cauldron Sword Array to block the incoming enemy.

Although there is no longer the protection of the Tai Chi Universe Formation, the opponent lacks six late-stage monks, and with the support of the three Qingyang people, it is more than enough for everyone to rely on the Baiding Sword Light Formation to stop the enemy army.

Soon, the war started again, with all kinds of lights flying all over the sky, loud noises filling a radius of hundreds of miles, and screams shaking the sky.

At the same time, high in the sky above, Xuanchengzi moved very quickly and followed Wu Fan's arrangements. He immediately entangled Li Yingyi. The strength of the two was almost the same, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.

However, in terms of the richness of the true energy in his body and various magical powers, it was obvious that Xuanchengzi was slightly better. Therefore, during the battle, this veteran seemed extremely relaxed and would pay attention to another battlefield from time to time.

However, Sikong Laomo and the others were extremely satisfied with Xuanchengzi's move of entangling only one person. To be honest, this was exactly what they wanted to see the most, so Li Yingyi was so happy that he almost happily led Xuanchengzi went far away and opened another battlefield.

At this time, Sikong Laomo, Wuma'e and the six late-stage Jindan monks had already surrounded Wu Fan with evil smiles on their faces, as if they were trying to catch a turtle in an urn.

But seeing this scene, Wu Fan seemed unhurried, and even had a weird smile in his eyes. At this moment, he was gently dancing a golden iron rod in his hand, with golden arcs wrapped around it, and a "crackling" sound was heard. The sound of rattling.

"A quick fight, kill this kid first."

Seeing Wu Fan's contemptuous attitude, Old Demon Sikong was furious. After snorting coldly, he suddenly threw out the magic knife in his hand, turned into a black light and shot forward, passing by all the way. , the space actually seemed to tremble, the power of this attack was evident.

Wumae on the side nodded when he heard the words, and launched an attack without hesitation. He saw the blood cloud around him squirming, and in an instant, a giant spear ten feet high was condensed into the sky, and in a flash, He shot towards Wu Fan in an instant.

Look at the red light flashing on this giant spear, exuding a fishy and pungent smell, but its power is extremely powerful, no worse than a blow from the magic knife.

On the other side, the movements of the six late-stage Jindan monks were not slow at all. The true energy in these six people's bodies seemed to be interconnected. Under the crazy flow, a majestic demonic energy suddenly surged out of the body, and finally formed a Senhan's claws came out and flew crazily towards Wu Fan.

Sikong Laomo and the others were quick to strike, as if they were going to kill Wu Fan with one blow.

However, in the face of these attacks, Wu Fan calmly swung his arm, and the Tiangang Spirit-Severing Sword suddenly flew out, turning into a giant ten-foot-long sword that was able to face the wind, and hit the sky-high giant spear.

Then, without even looking here, he raised the sky-breaking stick and struck hard at the demon knife that had come near.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the magic knife seemed extremely powerful, but how could it block the blow of the Sky Breaking Stick? It was sent flying out almost instantly, and a wailing sound could be heard in the distance.

A closer look revealed that the demonic energy on the magic knife was extremely sparse and chaotic, as if the spiritual energy had been greatly damaged.

At this time, even the old demon Sikong in the distance couldn't help but turn pale, and looked at Wu Fan with a look of shock in his eyes. It was obviously because his magic weapon was damaged, and he was also injured a lot.

However, no one expected that Wu Fan would snort, and an abnormal blush suddenly appeared on his face. Then he suddenly turned his head and looked in another direction, with a look of resentment in his eyes.

"Hmph! You actually have the power of corrosion. I really underestimated you."

Naturally, Wu Fan's injury was not caused by Sikong Laomo's magic sword, but by the corrosive power of Wumae's giant spear, which caused some damage to his natal magic weapon Tiangang Spirit-Severing Sword.

Hehe, don't be too arrogant, kid, you will suffer the consequences next.

Wuma'e laughed strangely when he heard this, his face full of pride.

But no one knew that although he seemed arrogant and unruly, he was filled with surprise because as soon as his giant spear intertwined with the giant sword, more than half of it immediately collapsed, and the giant sword was still alive at this moment. Slamming the giant spear, if this trend continues, his attacks will soon be dispersed.

The only thing that comforted him now was that Wu Fan had already suffered some injuries. As long as he continued to attack with all his strength, the opponent would definitely not be able to resist.

"Oh~! Really? Haha, you overestimate yourself."

Wu Fan sneered at the words, and a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes. Then, with a move of his mind, bursts of "crackling" sounds came from the Tiangang Zhanling Sword, and then suddenly a golden arc of electricity emerged, and in the blink of an eye, the giant sword was entangled in it.

Then an incredible scene appeared. The spear that seemed to be condensed from blood and water, just after it came into contact with the arc of electricity, it disintegrated like the spring sun dissolving blood, and it seemed that it could not resist it at all, as if it was naturally restrained.

After the Tiangang Zhanling Sword was freed, it immediately turned into a golden rainbow and slashed at Wu Ma'er.

"What!!"

Wu Ma'er was shocked when he saw this, and immediately pulled back without thinking, and at the same time, the blood cloud outside his body completely broke away from his body and suddenly enveloped the Tiangang Zhanling Sword.

Seeing this scene, Wu Fan could not help but snort coldly, and then he opened his mouth wide. With a chirping sound, a very beautiful purple bird suddenly flew out of his mouth. After circling in the air, it exploded with a "puff" sound, instantly turning into a sea of ​​purple fire all over the sky, swarming towards the blood cloud and surrounding it.

As soon as the two came into contact, a "sizzling" sound was heard, and the blood cloud was actually dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the Tiangang Zhanling Sword got a gap and immediately turned into a residual shadow to kill Wu Ma'er.