Chapter 430: Deathmatch

Han Wenshan dodged and barely dodged, although he was not injured, but the recovery of strength was interrupted.

The last time we fought, Hanwenshan was choked enough by the pit and was seriously wounded and huddled in the basement.

Looking at what he holds in his mouth and what he holds in his hand, it is estimated that they are already treasures at the bottom of the box.

Han Wenshan stared at me and Murphy with gloomy eyes, "Little doll, I'll give you one last chance to make peace."

"With me, you can reach the location of the fifth seven-star life-sustaining lamp!"

"If you refuse to cooperate, I will put together a Taoist line, and I will let you be buried in the sea!"

Murphy had already learned my tricks, pinched his chin and asked hesitantly, "If we agree to cooperate, what if you regret it when we get off the boat?"

Han Wenshan said, "I will never regret it!"

When Murphy spoke, the Divine Light Spear in my hand had already gathered momentum, and I shook my hand and rushed towards the center of Hanwen Mountain's eyebrows.

"Little thief, you dare!"

Han Wenshan's expression was horrified and angry, he turned his head in panic, and the divine light spear brushed his ears dangerously and dangerously.

Zizi –

The divine light spear grazed his ears, and Han Wenshan grinned in pain.

He took a bright red charm from his bosom and swallowed it with his head up.

From the spell, I felt a fierce and powerful aura.

Could it be that he is still hiding a trick?

I didn't rush to make a move, but dragged Murphy back vigilantly to see what else he could do.

What I didn't expect was that the strength of Hanwen Mountain had multiplied geometrically!

On the surface of his body, a thick blood mist surged!

I finally understand why Hanwenshan said that he wanted to fight for 'a whole body of Taoism, and he would also send us to hell.'

The blood-colored mist is his burning path!

Hanwen Mountain hates us so much, this is a willingness to give up most of our cultivation, and also wants our lives!

I sensed the surging energy in Han Wenshan's body, and shouted to Murphy urgently, "Hide, don't fight!"

"Dodge a stick of incense, and we'll win!"

There is a certain time limit for a forbidden technique like this to improve one's cultivation through the burning path.

Hanwen Mountain has risen so fast in a short period of time, and at most it will stick to the time of a stick of incense.

Murphy did not hesitate at all, and immediately staggered backwards as I commanded.

I also retreated, away from the position of Hanwen Mountain, in order to delay as much time as possible.

Hanwen Mountain's speed was terrifyingly fast, and his figure appeared behind us in a flash, and countless dark blue flames surged out of his sleeve robe.

Murphy swung his sword to remove the flames, but he didn't expect the flames to attach to the sword, scorching the sword so red that it turned red.

"Oops!"

Murphy shook his hand in pain and slipped the nameless longsword into his storage bag.

Hanwen Mountain, which burned cultivation, can use spiritual power on this ship, but Murphy and I can only absorb a small amount of spiritual power through spirit stones.

In this battle, the disparity in strength is even greater than I imagined.

Murphy's palm was burned with blood blisters, and she also realized the danger, gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Hidden Dragon, you teach me a method of burning cultivation, I'll fight him!"

I reluctantly said, "Our cultivation is too low, even if I could, we wouldn't be able to use it."

Countless flames continued to sweep like us, and I opened my mouth and threw my head up to swallow the flames into my belly.

In my dantian, there are already countless kinds of fusion of heaven and earth spiritual fire, which has a natural restraint effect on fire attributes.

Han Wenshan snorted coldly, "Good boy, some means!"

In the next moment, I felt a chill on my neck, and I reached out and wiped it, and there was already an extra blood mark.

"Back off!"

With his keen combat skills, Murphy kicked directly into the void, and actually kicked Hanwen Mountain out of thin air.

The whisk in his hand was only half an inch away from my neck.

The hair that floats from the dust has scratched the skin on the neck.