Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

During this period, Wu Fan also thought about withdrawing to fight with Yin Xu in close combat. With his physical cultivation, if he rushed forward, the opponent would definitely not be able to resist, but the black shadow was really difficult to deal with, leaving him no chance to withdraw.

In desperation, he could only control the Tianluo Extreme Fire to kill this person, but the opponent was indeed an existence with one foot in the late stage, and various means emerged one after another. He only cast a spell to condense a piece of cold evil spirit, and easily resisted the Tianluo Extreme Fire, and even had time to launch a fierce attack on Wu Fan.

Although the cold evil spirit was obviously no match for the Tianluo Extreme Fire, and was burned and disintegrated in large areas, Yin Xu could condense a large area again with a wave of his hand, so that the Tianluo Extreme Fire could not get close at all, and could only stalemate there for a short time. Unless Yin Xu's true energy was exhausted in the end, he would be invincible.

The fight was earth-shattering. The sky was filled with flames within a radius of several hundred feet, and the sky was purple. The black cold evil spirit collided with the sea of ​​fire, and bursts of "squeaks" were heard.

In the sky, the Tiangang Soul-Slaying Sword and the Ghost Fork collided from time to time, making loud noises.

Wu Fan waved the Sky-Breaking Stick, breaking up the black shadows and ghost claws again and again, and taking time to guard against dagger sneak attacks, he had no time to take care of anything else. Even Yinxu was in a hurry at this moment, cursing inwardly.

But this scene caused a moment of astonishment among the monks in the distance. They were really stunned by the scene and quickly moved away from the area, fearing that innocent people would be affected.

The monks on the coalition side were naturally shocked by Wu Fan's terrifying strength. After all, the other party was not an ordinary person. Who would have thought that an early monk could fight evenly with a mid-term peak monk? This kind of thing is simply a bit of a destruction of the world view. Of course, everyone was also very excited and looked at Wu Fan with admiration.

The monks of the Fallen Dragon Domain also looked unbelievable. The first feeling of everyone was that Elder Yin did not use his full strength and was deliberately teasing the other party. But when everyone found that Elder Yin had a gloomy face, they immediately realized something and looked at Wu Fan in surprise.

The movement here was so big that it naturally attracted the Yuanying monks who were fighting far in the sky to release their spiritual consciousness.

But when Shen Qingyang and others found that it was Wu Fan who was fighting with Yinxu, they immediately showed a strange look on their faces, especially when everyone saw that Wu Fan was not at a disadvantage, they were even more shocked.

On the other hand, the Yuanying cultivators in the Falling Dragon Domain all had gloomy faces, and looked at Wu Fan with surprise and hatred in their eyes.

After a while...

"Hmph! Boy, how long can you hold on? I guess you don't have much mana left in your body, right?"

After Yinxu slapped out several ghost claws in succession, he hurriedly looked at Wu Fan and asked coldly. At this moment, his face was gloomy as if water could drip out, and he was also very depressed.

He never thought that the opponent would be so difficult to deal with. He thought that the battle could be easily ended, but he didn't expect this to happen. Not to mention how much mana the opponent has now, if he fights for a while, he himself may not be able to hold on.

During this period of time, he kept casting spells to release the cold evil spirit and ghost claws, and he also had to control the ancient spirit dagger, his life magic weapon and his clone, which really consumed a lot of mana, but he didn't dare to relax at all, fearing that the opponent would pull out and bully him. After all, the opponent was a physical cultivator. In desperation, he could only try his best to entangle the opponent.

To be honest, since he entered the Nascent Soul stage, he has never been as cowardly as today, and he is fighting against an early cultivator who he usually doesn't take seriously. He has never thought of this situation before.

At this time, he seems to be suppressing the opponent, but only he knows that he dare not stop at all, or he is delaying time until the opponent's true essence is exhausted. After all, he is a mid-term peak cultivator, and the true essence in his body is much stronger than the opponent.

"You think too much. Wu has just returned to Fengxiao City not long ago, and his true essence is naturally sufficient. Besides, I have been fighting you with brute force. How much mana can I consume? Don't worry, I will definitely delay until you can't hold on first."

After Wu Fan swung his stick to defeat several ghost claws, he looked at Yinxu and sneered, with a look of relief on his face.

Of course, he said it was easy, but he secretly complained in his heart, and the ease on his face was all disguised.

At this time, he still had a lot of true energy in his body, enough to last for a long time. Moreover, he looked like an early cultivator, but because of the practice of the Five Elements Xuantian, the depth of the true energy in his body was no worse than that of an average mid-term cultivator. Moreover, he still had the Wanling Tianru in his hand, so how could he worry about running out of true energy and mana.

However, after such a long time, his whole body seemed to be shaken apart, and his arms were in unbearable pain. He really couldn't hold on for long.

He also thought about using his spiritual consciousness to control the Sky Breaking Stick, but the black shadow was so elusive that he didn't dare to let the stick leave his side. Moreover, the opponent's ghost claws were so powerful that if he didn't rely on the brute force of the Heavenly Demon Tyrant Body Art to control the stick, he would definitely smash the Sky Breaking Stick away in just a few strokes. By then, he would really have to passively take the beating. Helplessly, he could only grit his teeth and persist, while thinking about countermeasures.

Of course, after such a long time, he did come up with two plans. One was to find a chance to release Ling'er and let her help deal with the black shadow clone first, and then he would find a chance to use the Thunder Escape Technique to get close to Yinxu, which might turn defeat into victory.

However, he has never dared to implement this idea because he was worried that Ling'er would not be able to withstand the black shadow clone and the elusive dagger. If Ling'er made a mistake, the gain would outweigh the loss. After all, Ling'er was still in the early stage of the seventh level. She can't participate in this battle.

As for the second plan, he would find a way to retreat while fighting. It would be best to lead Yin Xu to the battlefield above where the Nascent Soul Stage monks were fighting. In this way, Shen Qingyang and others could come over to help, and then he would be able to Out of danger.

What he wants to implement most now is the second plan. He thinks this is the safest way, and he has been looking for opportunities during this time.

Now he only needs to take advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness, block the opponent's next attack and the shadow clone, and then he can escape and fly upwards. But before that, he needed to make some preparations, so he quietly took out a few talismans from the small space and held them in his hands.

But before he could take action, the cold voice of Yin Xu came from far away.

"Hmph! You, a mere early-stage cultivator, want to bring me down. You are really overestimating your capabilities. Anyway, Yin Xu won't play with you anymore. Even if I lose the treasure that I have treasured for a long time, I will kill you first!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Fan felt nervous and quickly turned his head to look, with a defensive look on his face. The other party must not be talking nonsense, he was obviously planning to use some kind of treasure.