Chapter 1285: Why are you afraid of a battle

The first thousand two hundred and eighty-six chapters, why fear a battle

Facing the two attacking together, Zhen Yuanzi drew two ancient golden characters in the void in his hand, which contained an ancient charm. Suddenly, the wind screamed between the sky and the earth, the dark clouds suddenly gathered, and the electric snake swam across the sky and the earth.

Amaterasu, Yue Diming, and Xu Zuo all have cultivation bases equivalent to the pill-condensation period, and the pill-condensation period is only a level, just like everyone is a first-year high school student, but others are admitted into the top 10 Of people can only be at the bottom of the class ranking.

Therefore, even though they are all in the Pill Condensation Stage, they are also the outstanding ones in the Pill Condensation Stage, and their strength is very strong. Even the True Yuanzi cannot face the combined attack of three masters in the Pill Condensation Stage alone.

"Master!" Zhen Yuanzi's face was solemn, his hand quickly condensed the seal, and suddenly the outside light saw Zhuo Bufan floating by his side.

Zhuo Bufan is now the Congenital Transformation Dragon Realm, and the martial art realm is a four-star star wheel realm. Even with the help of the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and the Blood Demon Emperor, his strength is only about the equivalent of an ordinary Pill Condensation Stage, plus With its superior skills, spells, and combat power amplitude, it also has the qualifications to compete with the Pill Condensation Stage.

"Boom!"

Zhuo Bufan's eyes were frozen, and a layer of golden flames appeared on the golden armor on his body, burning fiercely, "I am extraordinary, why be afraid of a battle!"

At this time, all the aura and true essence in Zhuo Bufan's body surged, the meridians were penetrated by the true essence and the aura, the amplitude of combat power, and the aura instantly rose by 2.2 times.

"Okay, I will kill the three of them if I fight my old life today!" Zhen Yuanzi saw the extraordinary aura like a rainbow, and was immediately infected, and his blood was boiling.

With the technique of moon reading, endless illusions appeared, and the whole world became blood red. Space, figures, trees, mountain shadows, rocks, and sea water all turned blood red.

"In my illusion, both of you will be imprisoned and endure endless pain." Yue Ding Ming hung high in front of the red crescent, like a **** or devil, and his voice rang from all directions.

Zhuo Bufan raised his sword eyebrows, purple flames burned in his pupils, and a touch of disdain appeared on his face.

In the void, a series of mysterious figures came out, as if they were composed of blood and water. Each figure had its first curved double horns and blue-faced fangs. It was the most common Shura evil spirit in the temple.

"broken!"

A purple flame erupted from Zhuo Bufan's eyes, and the ghost of Shura that had just condensed around him was instantly burned to ashes by the purple flame.

"This, how is this possible, Yuedu is my strongest illusion, how can you see through it, even if you encounter a monk in the Golden Core Stage, you will not break your own illusion so easily." Yueduming's originally calm face , Was finally full of shock.

The illusion attacked the soul, which is the so-called divine consciousness, and how powerful Zhuo Bufan’s divine consciousness was. He was a human being for two lifetimes, allowing him to condense an indomitable Taoist heart, and his heart was like a mirror before he could see through some illusions.

"Illusory attacks are invalid for him, then try my physical attacks!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and Mr. must hold a black sword in his left hand. The body of the sword is connected to the hilt, and there is a faint black light rippling above it, making the space seem to be torn apart.

"Grass Pheasant Sword?" Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly.

Two years ago, Zhuo Bufan visited the Sang country and stepped on several forces in the Sang country. At that time, he did some understanding of the Sang country. The eight-foot mirror, the grass pheasant sword, and the eight-foot Qiong gouyu were known as the three of Sang country. An artifact of Dazhen Country.

"Do you still recognize?" A weird smile appeared on the corner of Xu's left mouth. The black sword in his hand was unhappy, because it couldn't be described by speed. It had surpassed the rules of space and came to Zhuo Bufan in an instant.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes burst with fire, and the Ice Emperor's Rain Sword pierced like a silver wandering dragon, and it was exactly like the ripples of water from the tip of the sword.

Actually!

It actually blocked the straight piercing of the grass pheasant sword?

There is a look of horror in Xu's left eye. You must know that his basic cultivation is better than Zhuo. The grass pheasant sword is a treasure of the seventh level of spiritual energy. It is inscribed with the space law pattern. The activation of the law pattern can temporarily regard the space distance as nothing, directly The rules across space.

But Zhuo Bufan was able to block his sword, and the waves rippling away just now also contained the charm of some spatial laws.

"You actually comprehend the law of space?" Xu Zuo stared at Zhuo Bufan in horror.

Zhuo Bufan comprehend the mysterious black iron piece, and cooperated with the Universe Department he had understood. The core of it is the same in different ways, and it all contains the law of space. The sword just now uses a little sense of the law of space, otherwise it will not be able to block the beard. Jianmang on the left.

Zhuo Bufan split his mouth, and the long sword slashed down again with a twitch, like a nine-day thunder, the indomitable momentum almost condensed into substance.

Xu Zuo was shocked, and hurriedly raised his arm, the long sword crossed his head.

With a clear sound of "Clang!", a huge force surged into Xu Zuo's arm through the sword, but it was immediately dissipated by Xu Zuo.

"No matter how strong you are, I'm one level higher than you. Today you have to die!" Xuzuo's angry eyes erupted with flames, and a vast force radiated from his body.

"Moon Wheel Realm..."

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, and the martial artist of the Zuzuo Moon Wheel Realm had already condensed the power of seven stars in his body, and his power was fifteen times stronger than Zhuo Bufan, who had condensed only the power of four lucky stars.

The Moon Wheel Realm needs to condense the power of seven stars at a minimum, which represents seven units. After being promoted to the Moon Wheel Realm, the basic strength is ten times higher than that of the Star Wheel Realm, which is equivalent to 70 units, plus twice the combat power. The amplitude is equal to one hundred and forty units of combat power.

Of course, all of these are basic combat power, and Zhuo Bufan's basic combat power is only four stars, and with 2.2 times the combat power amplitude, it is equivalent to 8.8 units.

Xu Zuo's basic combat power surpassed Zhuo Bufan by almost fifteen times.

The huge power surged through the Ice Emperor Rain Sword to Zhuo Bufan's palm, and his whole body trembled, causing his body to be torn apart.

"Thunder and lightning field!"

"Frost Field!"

Zhuo Bufan's eyes burst red and he let out a low roar suddenly.

Suddenly, the whole body turned into a vast white side, silver thunder and lightning gleamed, like a tree-like appearance of the void, the wind and snow were flying all over the sky, and the entire space almost instantly became a world of snow.

"Domain?" Xu Zuo's eyes widened.

Zhuo Bufan remained silent, with only endless fighting intent in his eyes.

Don't be afraid because of weakness, don't retreat because of differences in strength, and never move forward.

"Even if there is the power of the domain, the strengths of you and me are still too far behind." Xu Zuo snorted coldly, his breath continued to rise, and a faint silver crescent appeared behind him. This is the Moon Wheel Realm powerhouse. Of the logo.

Mamotoko alone resisted the two men of Yue Reading Ming and Amaterasu. It was obviously a lot easier, but he could only barely block the attack of the two, and the battle fell into a stalemate for a while.

Nine swords against the sky!

Zhuo Bufan tightened his wrist, holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and swept it out from his chest. The golden arc light as thin as a thin curtain traversed a hundred meters. Six figures appeared out of thin air in six directions, and the Ice Emperor Rain Sword danced differently. Stance.

"Trash, I want to kill you like a dead ant." Xu Zuo furiously said. Even a star wheel mirror warrior made him consume so much power. For this warrior who became a sword **** in the Edo period, This is a shame.