Chapter 208: Crazy White-clothed Immortal!

"Shen Yun, do you really want to be the enemy of my Futu Palace?" the white-clothed immortal looked at Shen Yun and said coldly.

Shen Yun didn't answer him, to be precise, he didn't bother to answer at all.

A dying man, what qualifies him to be answered?

"Floating Slaughter Heavenly Strike!"

Lin Yan suddenly waved his fist, turning into an afterimage and rushing towards Shen Yun, and the white-clothed immortal suddenly had an extra flag in his hand.

Shen Yun's face did not change, he looked at Lin Yan who was rushing towards him, and then the momentum of the whole person suddenly skyrocketed.

"Emperor of the End!"

Shen Yun shouted angrily and directly cast the third form of the Emperor's Fist.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed color, and an incomparably powerful momentum enveloped the surroundings, and everyone seemed to be in a battlefield, and an incomparably powerful killing aura came to their faces.

"What a strong momentum, what kind of fist is this?" The white-clothed immortal was also shocked by Shen Yun's momentum, and his gaze at Shen Yun also revealed a trace of solemnity.

Lin Yan's whole body was dripping with cold sweat, and he only felt that Shen Yun's fist he couldn't catch at all.

"Tyrant! God!Hit!" Lin Yan's whole person's momentum skyrocketed again, and the whole person rushed towards Shen Yun again.

This attack was stronger than every previous one, and this was almost Lin Yan's strongest strength.

However, with momentum alone, Shen Yun is several times stronger than him, and even if it is strength, Shen Yun can almost crush him.

Rumble!

The fists of the two collided, and two completely different forces suddenly spread out in all directions, and Lin Yan's whole person was directly blasted out, and an extremely powerful force poured directly into Lin Yan's body.

Crackle!

I saw a crisp 'crackling' sound coming from Lin Yan's body, and then his whole face was in pain, and the whole person instantly languished.

Shen Yun's punch almost dislocated his internal organs, and even shattered the bones on his arm, this kind of strength, he had never seen before.

"You're too weak!" Shen Yun looked at Lin Yan and shook his head gently.

Shen Yun's physique had already reached the Black Yao level, and he also possessed some combat supernatural powers, which were not comparable to Lin Yan at all.

When Lin Yan heard Shen Yun's words, he didn't refute it, he was also aware of the gap between himself and Shen Yun, and he suddenly launched an attack on Shen Yun, just to buy some time for the white-clothed immortal.

"Floating Slaughter!"

At this time, the banner in the hand of the white-clothed immortal suddenly waved, and suddenly a bloody aura rose into the sky, and countless bloody blades were condensed in the air.

Shen Yun looked at the blood blades that covered the sky above him, without any emotion on his face.

"Fall!"

The white-clothed fairy shouted angrily, and the banner in his hand pointed directly at Shen Yun.

In an instant, these countless blood blades fell directly from the sky and hit Shen Yun's head.

"Master Shen, get out of the way!" Wu Qingqing hurriedly shouted when he saw this.

Shen Yun was still standing in place, motionless, and the dense blood blade, chrysalis descending, unstoppable.

Whoa!

The blood blade slashed through the void, causing a ripple, and Shen Yun still carried it with one hand, proud of the sky!

"He's stupid, isn't he?"

"He must have been shocked by the strength of the palace master, after all, the Futu Palace is not an ordinary martial arts family. ”

"The ancestor once said that the Futu Palace is a great sect in the cultivation world!"

When these people in Hechengba saw Shen Yun, who was not dodging, their faces showed a trace of disdain.

In their opinion, Shen Yun had been frightened by the white-clothed immortal.

Boom! Boom!

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A blood blade passed through Shen Yun's body, followed by countless blood blades through Shen Yun's body, and then fell to the ground.

A roar sounded, and a huge pit appeared directly on the ground, and Shen Yun, who was originally penetrated by these blood blades, slowly dissipated.

There was no trace of blood on the ground except for a huge pit, and there was no wreckage of Shen Yun, as if Shen Yun had disappeared out of thin air.

"Are you looking for me?" Shen Yun appeared behind the white-clothed fairy like a ghost, and asked lightly.

The white-clothed fairy's expression changed suddenly, his whole person turned around instantly, and Shen Yun also disappeared at this moment.

Red Shadow Walk!

What Shen Yun used was the strongest body technique in his previous life, the Red Shadow Step!

"Shen Yun, are you just going to escape?" the white-clothed fairy took a deep breath, and then said indifferently.

Shen Yun is very young, and his speed is also very fast, so he is ready to use the radical technique to make Shen Yun give up his best body technique.

"Your speed is so slow, you will only be beaten passively!" Shen Yun's words fell, and then a kick landed on the back of the white-clothed fairy, and the white-clothed fairy's whole person was like a falling stone, constantly falling into the air.

"Damn, why is his speed so fast?" The white-clothed fairy was extremely angry in his heart, he hurriedly stabilized his center of gravity and stood in the air again.

There is still no Shen Yun in the air, to be precise, Shen Yun is like teleporting, and no one knows where he will appear in the next moment.

"Palace Master, don't look with your eyes. Lin Yan saw that there was no figure of Shen Yun in mid-air, and he hurriedly reminded.

Shen Yun's speed still exceeded the range of the naked eye, and if it was captured with the naked eye, it would be difficult to do it at all.

The white-clothed fairy heard Lin Yan's reminder, and the whole person directly turned into an afterimage, and then closed his eyes slightly, feeling the surroundings.

He had already broken through to the Martial Arts Grandmaster, and he was an ethereal martial artist, so he could naturally fit perfectly with heaven and earth and feel the changes between heaven and earth.

Casting the Red Shadow Step requires spiritual power, and as long as you use spiritual power, the white-clothed immortal can capture it.

"Fu Tu Slash!" The white-clothed immortal's whole person turned into a bloody light and rushed towards Shen Yun suddenly.

His speed was also very fast, but it was still much worse than Shen Yun, and everyone saw the banner in his hand cut through the void, and then a huge blade appeared.

Yes, but it's a pity it's a little slower. Shen Yun stopped casting the Red Shadow Step, and then looked at the white-clothed fairy and said lightly.

The white-clothed fairy's expression carried a hint of anger, and even revealed a thick anger.

His continuous attacks, not even touching Shen Yun's body, were a huge irony for him.

"Shen Yun, your speed is indeed fast, but are you sure you can be faster than me?" The white-clothed fairy stopped, and he opened his eyes, his eyes blood-red.

After speaking, the flag in the hand of the white-clothed fairy waved, and suddenly the void turned a blood-red, and everyone felt a majestic coercion.

"This is, blood floating!" Shen Yun's eyes suddenly became a little solemn, and he was also a little jealous in his heart.

He had cultivated in the Futu Palace in his previous life, and he had also seen the power of the Blood Floating Duel, which was a martial art, but it was also a martial art.

"Shen Yun, the Murong family was brought by you, now I will kill them first!" The white-clothed immortal looked at Shen Yun, and his whole person became bloodthirsty and furious.

Shen Yun's whole person's momentum suddenly rose, and then the spiritual power in his body exploded instantly.

There were also golden flames gushing out of his body, like a god of war, invincible.

"Do you want to save him?" The white-clothed fairy waved the flag faster and faster, and a bloody hurricane directly condensed around him.

Immediately afterward, countless blood-colored figures appeared, all of them fierce and vicious, making people dare not look at them directly.

"Futu disciple, give me a formation!" the white-clothed fairy shouted angrily, only to see

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Those Futu Palace disciples instantly stood in different directions, and instantly formed a complex battle formation.

"The head of the family, what a powerful coercion?"

Someone from the Murong family looked at Murong Gu and spoke.

Murong Gu also had a solemn face, and he could naturally feel the uneasiness coming from his heart.

"Everyone, we can't take it lightly, we have no way out now, we can only choose to believe in Master Shen!" Murong Gu took a deep breath, then looked at the people of the Murong family and said.

Everyone nodded, and everyone raised their state to the top.

Wu Fengshan and Wu Qingqing were just smiling, they were not a little afraid, as long as Shen Yun was there, then they believed that Shen Yun would not be defeated!

"Futu descends to the world!" the white-clothed fairy waved the flag directly, and then the whole person became extremely hideous.

In an instant, the hurricane formed by the condensation of the bloody qi directly attacked and killed Murong Gu, and those blood-red figures in the void also rushed downward.

The people of Hechengba watched this scene in amazement, they had obviously never seen such a battle.

As for Lin Yan, he stood behind the white-clothed immortal and escorted him!

Shen Yun cast the Red Shadow Step, he came to the sky above everyone in the Murong family, his whole person was like a rainbow, unstoppable.

"Some filthy ghosts dare to appear in front of me?" Shen Yun snorted coldly, a trace of golden flame burned in his eyes, and then the whole person took a step forward, and shouted angrily: "Too Void Law Fist!"

He swung his fist, and the surrounding void trembled instantly, and in front of his fist, a huge black hole appeared.

Thundered!

In the air, there was also a roar, and above Shen Yun's fist, golden flames burned.

He stood still and didn't take a step forward, only to see the golden flames above his fist burst through the fist in an instant.

Whoa!

These flames cut through the void directly, and instantly surged towards the figure rushing downward.

As the flames approached, a terrible cry resounded throughout the void, and all the blood-colored figures disappeared.

These figures were all formed by the white-clothed immortals' cultivation of blood floating grievances, so when facing the Origin Yanhuo, they would naturally turn into nothingness.

When these blood-colored figures disappeared, the white-clothed fairy's face suddenly turned pale, and then, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Lin Yan hurriedly held the white-clothed immortal up, and then looked at Shen Yun's gaze changed a little.

The Floating Slaughter Descended into the World This is the martial art of the Blood Floating Duel, and it is also the essence of the Blood Floating Duel, but now, it was broken by Shen Yun so easily.

"This is impossible, how could he break my floating slaughter and descend into the world?" The white-clothed immortal was a little unacceptable, and his gaze at Shen Yun was almost crazy.

He has always been suppressed, from the battle to the present, he has never once gained the upper hand, which makes him very aggrieved, he looked at the disciples of the Futu Palace who had formed a battle formation below, and a trace of madness appeared on his face.

Shen Yun's momentum was restrained, and he also looked at these disciples who came to the Futu Palace, without a trace of emotion on his face.

Blood Demon God Array!

This is the most ruthless battle formation in the Futu Palace, because as long as the white-clothed immortal is willing, he can use the banner in his hand to extract the blood and qi of these eight people to strengthen himself.

"Shen Yun, I want you to die today!" I saw the white-clothed fairy stumble a little, the flag in his hand suddenly waved, and then his expression was bloody.

"Demon God Out!" he shouted angrily, only to see that the faces of the eight disciples of the Futu Palace suddenly changed, and they only felt that the blood qi in their bodies was constantly flowing, while the strength of the white-clothed immortal was constantly rising.

Lin Yan just sighed when he saw the white-clothed immortal whose momentum was rising, and then stood in front of the white-clothed immortal in case Shen Yun stepped forward to interrupt.

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