Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

After the two of them arrived at the arena, they heard the iron tower say in a muffled voice: "You are no match for me, but my uncle told me not to kill you."

Wu Fan smiled and said: "Big guy, just let go and fight. If you can kill me, no one will blame you."

"Did you say that?" The iron tower said in a muffled voice, and the expression on his face relaxed instantly, as if he finally didn't have to worry about hitting too hard and accidentally killing the opponent.

"Yes, I said that." Wu Fan smiled.

After Wu Fan finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense. He did not take out his magic weapon, but just ran towards the opponent with his bare hands. The iron tower did not expect that the opponent was so bold that he did not use magic weapons and seemed to have the intention of fighting him in close combat. A smile appeared on his rough face. He also did not take out the giant hammer. Like Wu Fan, he ran towards the opponent at a high speed. While running, his whole body suddenly lit up with a black light, and he slowly raised his right fist, ready to hit the opponent with a heavy punch when he got close.

Wu Fan saw the other party's move, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He also raised his right fist, and a black light appeared on his right fist. However, Wu Fan's fist was obviously much smaller than Tieta's, and his figure was much smaller than the other party. From a distance, it was as if a strong man was fighting with a child. Soon, the two finally got close. At this time, the two punched each other fiercely at the same time, and the fists met. There was a loud "bang" and the dust was flying. The figures of the two could not be seen clearly. When the dust slowly dissipated, the scene inside was revealed. Wu Fan had retreated three steps at this time, and his right arm was trembling slightly. However, if you look at his face, you will find that he is smiling at this time.

At this time, Tieta had retreated five feet away, and looking at his right hand again, blood could be clearly seen oozing out. At the same time, his face showed confusion. In his cognition, this was impossible, but now it clearly happened. He looked up at Wu Fan opposite him, and his eyes showed a solemn look. He knew that he had met a strong enemy.

And those who were watching the battle outside were also stunned. Xue Hui, Zhi Yuan, Yuan Hang, Ming Qian, they didn't expect this junior brother to be so powerful. They knew that this junior brother was a fellow practitioner of the Dharma Body before, but they didn't expect that he could defeat the Iron Tower of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining with the tenth level of Qi Refining.

After seeing this scene, Xu Yao's face instantly showed joy. He knew that he had made the right bet.

After seeing this scene, the old demon Yan's face instantly darkened. He had a bad premonition. He felt that the precious Bone Spirit Fruit would be missed by him.

At this time, Wu Fan's mouth curled up slightly, and he disappeared in an instant. At the same time, Wu Fan flashed out in front of Tieta, raised his right fist and hit Tieta with all his strength. Seeing that the opponent had arrived, Tieta did not dare to neglect it, and also raised his right fist to fight back. With a loud "bang", the scene just now appeared again. Tieta was blasted back five feet away. After he stabilized his body, he instantly took out his giant hammer from the storage bag and rushed towards Wu Fan with the giant hammer shaking. Wu Fan didn't care and still raised his right fist to hit the opponent. This time, Tieta had the help of the giant hammer and only retreated three feet away, while Wu Fan retreated one foot this time. Just like this, as long as Wu Fan stabilized his body, he immediately used the extreme speed phantom to rush towards Tieta. Amid the continuous loud noises, after a few breaths, Tieta's giant hammer was finally smashed away. When Tieta lost his giant hammer, he could only fight with Wu Fan engaged in hand-to-hand combat. Amid the continuous "boom" and "boom" sounds, the two fought fiercely, punching each other to the flesh, very savagely. This kind of fighting scene was like two monsters fighting each other, not like what cultivators do at all. After half a cup of tea, Tieta could only passively take the beating. He was covered with scars, his nose and face were swollen, and blood was gushing out, but he just didn't shout to admit defeat. I don't know if he was really stupid or he was the kind of person who didn't admit defeat. After a while, Tieta lay on the ground and couldn't get up. At this time, he was breathing out more than breathing in. His injuries were too serious and he couldn't fight at all. At the same time, he had many broken bones all over his body. At this time, the old demon Yan spoke with a gloomy face.

"Hmph... Stop fighting, Tieta admits defeat!"

Wu Fan heard the voice, nodded, and turned back.

At this time, Xuehui and others were already dumbfounded. This was too savage, and their junior brother Wu was too brave.

Xuyao's face was full of surprise. He laughed at Wu Fan who was walking over and said, "Haha, nephew Wu, good job, you really gave your uncle a big surprise."

Wu Fan smiled and nodded to Xuyao, then came to stand next to Xuehui and others.

Xuyao ​​looked at Yan Kun and smiled, "Haha, brother Yan, I'm really sorry, these bone spirit fruits and fruit trees belong to me."

Old Demon Yan looked at Xuyao ​​with a sullen face, snorted coldly, and then said to his disciples, "Go and take the iron tower, let's go!"

After saying that, he didn't even look at Xuyao, and took everyone to the horizon.

Xuyao ​​laughed and led Wu Fan and others to the bone spirit fruit tree, but Weiqi was too seriously injured to follow, so he was sitting cross-legged on the spot to heal his injuries.

Xu Yao came to the fruit tree, picked the fruits and put them into the storage bag, then dug out the fruit tree. Just as he was about to put the fruit tree into the storage bag, Wu Fan's voice came: "Master Xu Yao, I want a piece of the fruit tree, I hope you can help me."

Xu Yao heard that it was Wu Fan who asked him for the fruit tree, and laughed: "Nephew Wu, this fruit tree needs thirty years to bear fruit, what use do you have for it? Otherwise, I will give you a bone spirit fruit, and it will be your credit. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten these bone spirit fruits."

"No need, uncle. I just want a section of the fruit tree because I have nothing to do. I plan to plant it in the cave. I don't need the bone spirit fruit." Wu Fan hurriedly replied.

"Oh, in that case, I'll give you this small tree, and you don't have to bother to ask for a section to plant." Xu Yao handed the small tree to Wu Fan after he finished speaking.

Wu Fan was not polite, he directly reached out to take the small tree and put it in his storage bag, and bowed and said: "Thank you, uncle!"

He was very happy at this time. With this small tree, he could have a continuous supply of bone spirit fruits, and at the same time he was one step closer to refining the longevity pill.

The work here has been completed. Xu Yao did not delay and directly released the Qingtian Eagle, leading everyone to fly towards the Qingfeng Gate.

On the way back, Wu Fan's brothers and sisters kept praising him. Some said that Wu Fan was amazing, some said that it was exciting to watch him fight, and some said that the iron tower deserved to be seriously injured, and Wu Fan was helping Brother Weiqi to avenge. Wait...