Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

This small hill is Gong Hubo's life magic weapon. Wu Fan has seen it more than once. It is indeed very powerful, but that is only for others. In Wu Fan's eyes, this treasure does not pose any threat.

As expected, with a deafening roar, the small hill was immediately smashed away by the Sky-breaking Stick.

But the obstruction of this treasure gave Zhong Changshu a chance to escape. This man was frightened and retreated to the other side in a panic, so he attacked without thinking.

I saw this man holding a feather fan in his hand, waving it fiercely at Wu Fan. Suddenly, a huge ice cone condensed in front of him and flashed forward.

But Wu Fan sneered when he saw this, and waved his arms twice in succession. The next moment, two lights, one gold and one blue, flashed out.

The golden light was like teleportation. In the blink of an eye, it smashed the ice cone into pieces, but its speed did not slow down, and it went straight to Zhong Changshu's head.

This scene scared the other party so much that he threw out an ice-blue dagger without saying a word and retreated again.

As soon as the dagger came into contact with the golden light, it was knocked away, and a faint sound of shattering could be heard.

But what was surprising was that the dagger really blocked the golden light and revealed its original form, which was the Tiangang Slashing Soul Sword.

Wu Fan had actually seen the dagger used by Zhong Changshu. When the two of them were sparring, this person had taken it out. It was a good ancient treasure.

It was a pity that the power of the Tiangang Slashing Soul Sword had increased a lot, and this dagger no longer had the power it had before. It was almost scrapped in just one blow.

At this moment, Zhong Changshu also looked horrified, and he wanted to attack again with his life-saving magic weapon, the feather fan in his hand, without thinking.

But it was too late at this time. The green light had already reached the top of this person's head, revealing a green iron ring.

The ring hummed and spun, and then it grew rapidly. It trembled slightly and disappeared in an instant. When it reappeared, it was already on Zhong Changshu's chest. Then the ring shrank quickly, and before the other party had time to react, it was firmly imprisoned there.

No matter how he struggled, he could not get rid of the restraints. It seemed that the iron ring had the ability to seal the true essence. Zhong Changshu could not use any strength.

Although he could still wave the feather fan when his hands were bound, after several attempts, he looked bitter and found that he could no longer activate the magic weapon.

That's right, this iron ring was Duan Gansu's "Qingming Ring". Although this treasure had little effect on Batu at the beginning, it was a high-level ancient spiritual weapon after all. How could a mere early cultivator resist it!

At this time, the Tiangang Slashing Soul Sword had also come above his head, just floating there, but it did not strike down immediately.

It can be said that he has become a lamb to be slaughtered at this moment.

At the same time, Wu Fan smiled coldly, no longer paying attention to that side, but waved his arm and smashed Gong Hubo's hill again.

Facing these scenes, Gong Hubo was both scared and angry. He watched his junior brother being restrained, but he could do nothing.

For a while, his eyes kept shaking, thinking about a solution while staring at Wu Fan vigilantly.

At the same time, an ice dragon was circling and dancing around his body, emitting a strong pressure.

"Don't try to resist, it's just a waste of time, Gong Hubo, you will die today."

Wu Fan waved the Sky-breaking Stick twice, smiled coldly, and then his eyes became fierce. He stood up and killed again.

"Wu Fan, can't you spare my life?"

Seeing this, Gong Hubo's eyes darkened, and he begged for mercy pitifully, but his hands did not stop. He raised his hands violently, and hundreds of three-foot-long ice swords suddenly appeared in the hall, crisscrossing and hitting the surrounding walls.

It can be seen that he wanted to break the formation.

At the same time, the ice dragon on his body roared to the sky, shook its head and tail, and flew towards Wu Fan.

"Spare your life! Ha! Impossible, open your eyes in the next life, and don't offend others at will!"

Wu Fan's cold voice came, and the next moment, he hit the ice dragon with two sticks, and it turned into broken ice.

As for the hundreds of ice swords, they didn't work at this moment. Except for making the defense light curtain shake twice, there was no trace of breaking.

Gong Hu Bo sighed secretly when he saw this. At this time, his heart was filled with endless regret. He knew that he would die today.

His eyes were a little empty. Seeing Wu Fan coming to kill him, he had no choice but to fight the enemy with all his strength.

So, there were bursts of loud noises and the sound of chanting spells in the house, but these sounds did not last long, and they were completely quiet with a scream.

Wu Fan looked down at the corpse on the ground with eyes wide open, looking like he was dying with his eyes wide open. He curled his lips, then turned around and walked towards Zhong Changshu, who had dull eyes and looked like a fool.

"Wu, Fellow Daoist Wu, the things that framed you before were actually my senior brother's ideas. Since you have killed him, can you let me go? Don't worry, I promise not to tell anyone about this. I can swear!"

Staring at the corpse on the ground in a daze, Zhong Changshu's eyes were filled with deep sadness, but soon, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wu Fan who was walking towards him, pretending to be timid and begging.

It can be seen that he is also a man with deep scheming and can take it or leave it. It is needless to think that as long as Wu Fan lets him go, he will definitely try his best to take revenge in the future.

But will Wu Fan let him go?

"All this is because of you, Zhong Changshu. You should never have imprisoned my wife. Now you have such a bad result. It is your own fault. You can't blame others. Your senior brother has been punished for his mistakes. Now it's your turn!"

Wu Fan's eyes were extremely cold, and there was no emotion in his voice. The strong killing intent made even Zhong Changshu, who was no longer afraid of life and death, feel a chill.

"Wu Fan, you will definitely die a miserable death. I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!"

Zhong Changshu suddenly yelled with his neck stretched. The resentment on his face was clearly visible. Maybe because he hated Wu Fan too much, his face was red at this moment, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he looked crazy.

"Hmph! Don't worry, you don't even have a chance to become a ghost!"

Wu Fan smiled coldly when he saw this, and stopped talking nonsense. With a move of his mind, the Tiangang Zhanling Sword above suddenly ejected a large number of arcs, and then flashed down.

Without even a scream, Zhong Changshu's soul was annihilated, and even his Nascent Soul was torn into pieces by the Tiangang Divine Thunder.

"Xi'er, I have avenged you, you must reward me when I go back!"

Wu Fan glanced at the corpse on the ground, then picked up the image bead, muttered to the bead with a smile on his face, and even blinked at the bead like an old child.

After doing this, he put away all the magic weapons and the storage bags of the two people, thought about it, cleaned the house again, and then burned the two bodies to prevent others from seeing his traces.

Since then, everything here has been resolved, but he did not leave immediately, but walked towards the back hall according to the memory of the man surnamed Lu.