Chapter 118: Defeat Fu Cheng!

The teleportation array is about to be opened!

Chen Changsheng took a deep breath and got ready.

Fu Cheng glanced at Chen Changsheng, smiled, and closed his eyes.

The next moment, I saw a flash of light, and Chen Changsheng and Fu Cheng, who were standing in the middle of the formation, disappeared, as if they had never been here.

The entire teleportation process took about a quarter of an hour, spanning a distance of nearly tens of thousands of miles.

After the teleportation ended, with a flash of light from the teleportation array in Kuimu City, Chen Changsheng and Fu Cheng appeared here.

Rao is Chen Changsheng had already understood and prepared before, but he was still afraid.

The principle of the teleportation array is essentially to travel across space, and the patterns engraved in it include the space array.

Therefore, every teleportation is a test of the Formation Pattern Master, once the Formation Pattern Master has made a slight mistake in inscribed the Formation Pattern.

At worst, the teleportation location is tens of thousands of miles away from the target location, or at worst, the teleporter may die instantly in the spatial turbulence.

The reason why Chen Changsheng was afraid was because he was in the middle of teleportation just now, and he was almost affected by the spatial turbulence.

Not to Chen Changsheng, on the other hand, Fu Cheng had an indifferent expression.

"Let's go. ”

He spoke lightly, and walked out of the teleportation plaza with his hands in his hands.

At this time, there were not many people in the teleportation square, and Chen Changsheng followed Fu Cheng and also went out.

Kuimu City is also a medium-sized city, and it seems to be not inferior in scale to Heze City, with wide streets and monks selling everywhere.

Occasionally, there are mortals shuttling through it, and they have long been accustomed to these immortals on the streets.

Chen Changsheng's pace was not in a hurry or slow, but in fact, the seven-turn glazed lotus seed had already been hidden under his sleeve.

If Fu Cheng suddenly broke out, Chen Changsheng was confident that he would be able to run away immediately.

It's just that Fu Cheng didn't speak, and died through the city gate and went out of the city.

"You say, where are you going to duel?" Fu Cheng stood on a mountain peak outside the city, looking at Chen Changsheng with a smile.

Chen Changsheng looked around.

"A little farther away, I'm afraid this place will attract unwanted attention from the city. ”

Fu Cheng was naturally happy to agree, and soon the two continued to fly outside Kuimu City.

The two Changhongs alarmed the beasts of the mountains and forests all the way, and it was not until Chen Changsheng stopped in a deserted mountain range that was a hundred miles away from Kuimu City.

"Right here, how?" Chen Changsheng looked at Fu Cheng a hundred zhang away.

Fu Cheng looked around and nodded in satisfaction.

"The burial place you chose is really beautiful, and thousands of years later, there may still be ghosts. ”

In response, Chen Changsheng smiled in return, and his figure retreated slightly.

"You strike first. ”

Fu Cheng played with the taste: "I'll shoot first, do you still have a chance to shoot?"

Chen Changsheng did not answer.

Fu Cheng said again: "I don't kill the nameless, what's your name?"

"Chen Changsheng. Chen Changsheng replied with a smile.

Fu Cheng nodded, and the next moment, with a flick of his fingers, a spiritual power hit Chen Changsheng.

"You can die. ”

He spoke, very proudly.

Chen Changsheng looked at the spiritual power training, and seemed to dare not be careless.

When he waved his hand, the wind and thunder fist urged, scattering the spiritual power.

Fu Cheng sighed, and looked at Chen Changsheng with some surprise.

"You're not as simple as I thought. He laughed.

His own finger was enough to kill any foundation below the heavenly grade, but he didn't expect to be cracked by Chen Changsheng's punch.

It's just that Fu Cheng still didn't care, and this time he pulled out and moved, and also looked at Chen Changsheng with a punch.

It was at this moment that Chen Changsheng saw Fu Cheng's cultivation clearly.

This guy is half-immortal and has already reached the late stage?

Chen Changsheng was under tremendous pressure for a moment, and without the slightest hesitation, he used the gluttonous blood in his body.

Almost instantly, a scarlet blood qi entangled Chen Changsheng's whole body.

At the same time, a purple light flashed in his hand, and he waved out his palm, facing Fu Cheng.

Rumble!

A fist and a palm touched, and a loud bang erupted between the two.

Chen Changsheng and Fu Cheng both retreated.

With each step, the aura inspiring made countless trees break under their feet.

Fu Cheng stood still after retreating a hundred feet, looking at Chen Changsheng's gaze in disbelief.

Especially the blood qi that Pan Heng had on Chen Changsheng's body made him a little surprised.

At the moment when he had just fought with Chen Changsheng, he could clearly feel it.

The strength of his own punch was absorbed by more than half of the blood qi, and he was even counterattacked!

"What kind of spell is this?" Fu Cheng asked aloud.

Chen Changsheng looked at this guy coldly and smiled: "I don't know either." ”

I don't know?

Fu Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, "I'll hit you until you know." ”

After saying that, he pulled away, and there was a bang in the air.

Fu Cheng left an afterimage in place, and the next moment a punch struck, with a brilliant golden light, as if emitting blazing heat.

"No matter what kind of ghost you have, I'll break it with one punch!" Fu Cheng said with great confidence.

Chen Changsheng also understood at this moment why Fu Cheng could be called one of the ten people who built the foundation of Middle Earth.

This punch alone brought him a lot of pressure, and this would never be Fu Cheng's pressing technique!

Taking a deep breath, Chen Changsheng raised his hand.

The Wind and Thunder Fist seemed to have come to life, and there was a small arc of electricity crisscrossing Chen Changsheng's fist, waving his hand, and the wind was loud!

The scarlet blood light wrapped around Chen Changsheng's arm, and the two of them hit each other together.

Boom!

A sound like the impact of divine iron came, and Chen Changshengzhi felt the pain in his right hand as if it were shattered, and he took a few steps backwards.

Fu Cheng is not much better than Chen Changsheng.

He could perceive that the strength of Chen Changsheng's punch was not much improved compared to before.

But at the moment when the two collided, Chen Changsheng's body suddenly had a turquoise luster surrounding, resisting most of his strength.

At the same time, that scarlet light erupted with even greater power.

Fu Cheng swallowed the blood from the corner of his mouth, only feeling incredulous.

"What kind of spell are you?"

Fu Cheng looked at Chen Changsheng, who was wrapped with two-color brilliance on his body, and couldn't help but ask again.

Chen Changsheng looked at Fu Cheng and laughed.

Magic?

This is gluttony and Xuanwu bloodline!

If you punch me, I will reduce your strength by at least fifty percent, and even because of the anti-devouring supernatural power of the gluttonous bloodline, you yourself have to eat twenty percent of your own strength.

It's just that Chen Changsheng didn't say it directly, but looked at Chen Changsheng with a playful gaze.

His face was gloomy, how could Fu Cheng not see that this guy was mocking himself?

It's just that he quickly calmed down.

"Although your magic is ingenious, it can only keep you from dying for a while. I can't, your spiritual power won't run out!"

Fu Cheng is confident that his spiritual sea is definitely stronger than Chen Changsheng.

He's just clever in magic, isn't it just for him to die by relying on his spirit?

Thinking like this, Fu Cheng punched Chen Changsheng one after another.

Chen Changsheng's eyes were a little surprised, but he did not hurry to continue to fight the enemy.

After about an hour, Fu Cheng flew out upside down again, looking at Chen Changsheng, who was standing in place without blushing and panting, knowing that he had kicked the iron plate today.

"How did you do that?" Fu Cheng still felt incredulous.

Chen Changsheng looked at Fu Cheng, whose face was shocked, and couldn't help but smile.

"That's how it was done. He spread his hands and looked helpless.

Fu Cheng, what does this guy think badly, he has to compare Linghai with himself, isn't this looking for death?

His own spiritual sea can be the size of a thousand zhang!

It is absolutely unprecedented, even Chen Changsheng thought that he would not be able to break through to the foundation building in this life.

And Fu Cheng, this guy, even dares to compete with himself for the size of the spiritual sea?

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but want to laugh.

When Fu Cheng saw Chen Changsheng's smile, his face gradually became gloomy, and he said in a cold voice:

"Do you think you can really win if you become a thousand-year-old king?"

With that, he took out a sword.

Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows.

Is this guy really practicing swords?

As if he saw what Chen Changsheng was thinking, Fu Cheng sneered.

"I was still too contemptuous of you before, but now that I can force me to use a sword, you can also be called Chen Shiyi in Middle-earth. ”

Hearing Fu Cheng's boastful words, Chen Changsheng did not despise it, but instead manifested his gluttonous blood, and there was a cyan light armor covering the vital points around his body.

"You can give it a try. ”

Fu Cheng smiled, not talking nonsense at all, and in the next moment, he drew his sword.

Just the moment Fu Cheng drew his sword, Chen Changsheng felt a fierce sword aura that pierced his heart.

This sword intent!

Chen Changsheng was shocked.

Fu Cheng's sword intent, in what he encountered, was only lower than the remnant soul that fused into Ji Yanyu's body.

is even taller than Fang Ze, a first-class sect, the Holy Son of Biluo Mansion!

Chen Changsheng was suddenly shocked.

Fu Cheng looked at Chen Changsheng's expression and smiled smugly.

"My swordsmanship, among the generations of Middle-earth Divine Prefecture Foundation Building, if you are second, no one dares to say first. ”

"You should feel honored to let me use my sword today and die at the hands of the first sword immortal in Middle-earth in the future!"

Fu Cheng laughed, and the next moment, his figure disappeared.

A body of spirit, as if the sword in his hand cooperated, only to hear a clear sword sound like a dragon's roar, as if there was only this sword left in heaven and earth!

"A sword, a dragon's roar!"

Chen Changsheng looked at the sword that stabbed him, and his heart was almost cold.

This guy is so superb in kendo!

Chen Changsheng didn't dare to hesitate at all, and the next moment, he read out the remnant.

"The cloud seal is too empty, at the beginning of the catastrophe, the emperor is a real person, and the beginning of the Yuan descends!"

Almost in an instant, Chen Changsheng's aura rose to a height that had never been seen before.

He ran the Wind and Thunder Fist, and this long-lived eight-rank fist seemed to come to life.

In Chen Changsheng's fist, the law of wind and thunder was staged, and the lightning was shining.

At the same time, the scarlet blood veins were entangled in Chen Changsheng, like a cloud of blood.

The cyan light armor also seemed to be condensed to the extreme, and a low roar could be faintly heard.

The gluttonous bloodline and the Xuanwu bloodline were completely activated by Chen Changsheng, and he didn't dare to hide the slightest bit of clumsiness!

At this moment, Chen Changsheng poured everything he had, and bombarded the sword light that Fu Cheng had turned into with a punch.

And that long sword was also clanging, and the sword seemed to turn into a swimming dragon, stabbing Chen Changsheng directly.

Rumble!

At the moment of a sword and a hand, the heavens and the earth seemed to be shaken.