"Boy, weren't you very capable just now?

Zhai Ben half-opened his eyes and sneered.

Su Fan didn't move, to be precise, he didn't act rashly.

After observing the other party for a while, he said in his heart: "It's not a way to wait like this, and the ceremony will continue later!"

Su Fan knew that he couldn't afford this time, and he had to fight quickly now!

He instantly raised his strength to the limit, flew forward, and charged towards Zhai Ben.

Bang!

An earth-shattering noise was heard, and the ground shook under his feet, causing the onlookers to lie on the ground in fright.

Later, when everyone raised their heads, they found that Zhai Ben had nothing to do!

In front of Zhai Ben, a transparent wall emerged.

And Su Fan's fist is hitting this transparent wall, and it is difficult to move an inch!

Su Fan's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and even his arms were slightly deformed and bent.

There seemed to be a thousand obstacles pressing on the other side, and if he unloaded the strength in his hands, he would inevitably suffer from the backlash of that huge force.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Su Fan stared at Zhai Ben and gritted his teeth.

"Haha, reckless boy, you've attacked it after all!"

Zhai Ben laughed wildly, with a cunning light in his eyes: "Su Fan, the old man believes that with your ingenuity, you will definitely guess that the old man has the power to kill the gods because he has cultivated the pseudo-divine technique!"

"Isn't it?"

Su Fan's pupils shrank and asked rhetorically.

"Of course not!

Zhai Ben couldn't stop laughing: "You only know that martial arts have pseudo-divine skills, but you don't know that secret techniques also have pseudo-divine skills, right?"

"What? You're actually practicing pseudo-divine arts!?"

Su Fan lost color, which he never expected.

"Hehe, this technique is called the Wounding God Mirror Killing Technique!"

Zhai Ben sneered: "Running this secret technique consumes a huge amount of spiritual power, so the old decay usually becomes awake but not awake, because only by entering the state of sleep at any time can the lost mental power be effectively recovered!"

Seeing that Su Fan was still trying his best to support it, Zhai Ben said again: "Boy, the old man advises you not to waste your strength in vain, to tell you the truth, the effect of this Wounding God Mirror Killing Technique is to attack and rebound, if you attack the old man with ten percent of the strength, then the attack power that rebounds to you will reach twelve percent of the strength!"

What the?

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, no one thought that there would be such thaumaturgy in this world.

Attack rebound, and the reflection damage exceeds the attack damage, isn't this the same as invincible?

No wonder Zhai Ben would say that he had the power to kill gods!

If it was a god who attacked Zhai Ben, then this god would probably face the same situation as Su Fan.

Some of the guests had strange expressions, this kind of move is too scoundrel!

Crunch!

At this moment, in Su Fan's arm, there was a crisp sound of bone friction.

As the power that rebounded from the transparent wall gradually increased, Su Fan's physical load had reached its limit.

He gritted his teeth and frantically carried all his strength, and the first weight of the ten heaven-shaking forces was immediately unleashed.

The oncoming force suddenly lightened, but soon, Su Fan felt that the resistance on the opposite side was slowly increasing again.

Click!

Under Su Fan's feet, the ground cracked, although the thickness and quality of the earth in the Secret Realm of Xudu were much better than those of the Soul Heaven Continent, but it could not withstand Su Fan's trampling at this moment.

"Boy, I have to say that you really surprised the old man, to this point, you still have the strength to resist!"

Zhai Ben's eyes were shocked, and his face shook unconsciously: "It's a pity, your resistance is doomed to be fruitless, and your final outcome is to be crushed to death by your own strength!"

"Huh, really?"

Su Fan's eyes were silent, and in the process of fighting against the transparent wall, he was also secretly observing Zhai Ben.

He could see that Zhai Ben was also very uncomfortable, and the other party's face was already a little pale.

As we all know, the use of secret techniques requires the support of spiritual power, and the stronger the secret arts, the more spiritual power will be consumed.

Zhai Ben is obviously not a person with extremely high mental strength, otherwise he would not use the method of brain dormancy to replenish the mental power used in battle.

Su Fan understood that the Wounding Mirror Killing Technique might be able to endlessly increase the rebound power, but Zhai Ben's spiritual power could not be infinitely improved.

As long as his strength can reach the level of defeating Zhai Ben's spiritual power, then this Wounding Mirror Killing Technique will automatically disintegrate!

"Alliance Leader, I'm here to help you!"

Wu Dongsheng saw that Su Fan was in a passive state, and he was very anxious, so he wanted to step forward to help.

"Don't come here, this old thing won't be rampant for long, I'll be able to deal with him later!"

Su Fan shouted to stop the other party's movements.

"Can ......" Wu Dongsheng hesitated.

"Haha, Su Fan, Su Fan, you can't protect yourself, and you still want to defeat my master?"

Lin Binglong said proudly, with an indescribable feeling of comfort in his heart.

What about the combat power against the sky, it is not that he will be defeated at the hands of his master soon.

Thinking of this, he looked at Song Surui again, and blinked deliberately.

"This Zhai Old Ancestor's pseudo-divine technique is so powerful!"

Song Surui muttered, feeling panicked in her heart, because none of the strongest ancestors of the Concentric Alliance had ever possessed such a powerful pseudo-divine technique.

And once Zhai Ben defeats Su Fan, won't the Cangsheng Alliance be the strongest of the four alliances?

"Lord Song, then Lin Binglong is watching you again!"

At this moment, a monk of the Tongxin Alliance, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, whispered beside Song Surui.

"So what, I don't have any interest in him!"

Song Surui's face was cold, she looked down on people like Lin Binglong who could only take advantage of the situation.

"Lord Song, this battle is very likely to be related to the future power structure, once Su Fan is defeated, then Zhai Ben will become the number one master of the Four Alliances, and the momentum of his apprentice Lin Binglong will also rise, and if you can hug Lin Binglong's thigh, if the Cangsheng Alliance launches an attack on our Tongxin Alliance in the future, it may take your feelings into account!"

The Concentric Alliance monk's eyes flickered, and many others on the side nodded slightly in agreement with this point of view.

"Hmph! I, Song Surui, have never been a person who tends to be inflammatory!"

Song Surui replied coldly, although she is a woman, the arrogance in her heart is no less than that of any man, and letting her sell her color to seduce Lin Binglong is simply insulting her personality.

"Lord Song, you'd better think about ......"

The monk of the Concentric Alliance didn't seem to give up.

"If any of you dare to say such a thing again, I will make you walk around without eating!"

Song Surui interrupted directly, she looked at all the people around her, and layers of coldness appeared in her eyes.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and all the Concentric Alliance monks were so frightened that they closed their mouths tightly.

(End of chapter)