Chapter Seventy-Three: The Victory Is Divided

What is the power of refuge?

This point may only be known to Xue Xuan, but soon, the people of Pudao felt what this power was.

Xue Xuan's pace was gentle, and the hot snow in his hand pointed directly at the Pudao people, his eyes were cold.

In fact, this battle is very unreasonable, the two have neither old grudges, nor new enmities, this battle is just that both sides want to smooth out the qi in their hearts.

What kind of gas?

Xue Xuan was angry that he didn't like that there was a mysterious person who always bothered him, and Pudao's popularity was stuck on his cold ass on his old face, which he finally fell.

Since the Pudao people gave him the opportunity to fight fairly, Xue Xuan certainly would not give up this opportunity, and every step he took towards the Pudao people, the momentum on his body was increasing.

Suddenly, something seemed to be shattered in a silent forest, and then Xue Xuan's increasing momentum climbed again!

"Yo, breached?

Then I'll have to mention it. ”

Pudaoren's eyes lit up, the exercises he practiced couldn't exert their power at all in the Liangyi Realm, and he was thinking about how to solve it when he was restricted everywhere, now it's okay.

The breakthrough of the Pudao people was as simple as drinking water, and he soared to the realm of three talents, and he also secretly raised his realm to a higher level.

The middle stage of the Three Talents Realm!

Xue Xuan's breakthrough was only in the early stage of the Sancai Realm, and he didn't expect that this Pudao person in front of him would cheat.

There was no prelude, no foreshadowing, Xue Xuan threw the hot snow in his hand.

Yes, it was a trick he had to do, but now he wanted to do it quickly.

The hot snow carries the momentum of wind and thunder, and the power of domineering.

What is Barge?

In ancient times, tigers, lions and leopards were torn alive, and pythons and dragons were fought!

This is its arrogance, in a certain place, at a certain time, it is invincible!

No species dares to blow its edge!

The spear came out of its hand, but it was full of momentum, but it flew very slowly.

Of course, this slow means not fast.

It's normal speed, but the speed of a normal spear is surprising enough.

The crowd of onlookers were a little confused, and Wu Nan even felt that he could stop the spear at such a speed.

After Xue Xuan threw the spear, the strength of the whole person seemed to be instantly drained, his body shook for a while, and then he half-knelt on the ground, panting.

All his strength was poured into this spear, and the Pudao people looked at the spear that was getting closer and closer, without the slightest worry.

"Above the sky, there is a void, and the emptiness is green, and it is called green...... Oh my!"

In the end, the word Qingtian, Pudao people actually read it a little hard, maybe the realm of the Sancai Realm was still not enough, but he still read it completely.

As soon as these words came out, the whole world was eclipsed, and the two pairs of big hands conjured up by the Pudao people emitted cyan light, instantly illuminating the entire black sky.

The giant hands slowly stretched out, one slapping at the other, and the other trying to grasp the flying spear.

Xue Xuan's lowered head suddenly raised and then he was a little stunned, what are Pudao people trying to do?

Look down on your own spear?

Actually slapped himself with an empty hand, using only one hand to defend the spear?

Seeing that Pudao people still had the intention to continue fighting, Xue Xuan moved again, and his body ran at great speed, racing against the big hand that swept in!

At this time, the spear also came to the front of the Pudao.

This time there was no sound, and the spear flew lightly, and finally collided with the big hand.

It was quiet.

However, on the surface, it is calm, but in fact, the two forces are secretly fighting.

Xue Xuan had already discovered that as long as this Pudao man let him distance himself, he would not be able to hit you at all.

The strange scriptures, the powerful pair of giant hands, and the most important thing is that Xue Xuan can feel the power of the Pudao people, which is very mysterious.

A kind of meaning that he can't come up with, that is, the kind of mysterious, the kind that he may never be able to touch.

He couldn't imagine how terrible it would be for this old Dao to explode with all his might, and he knew why Lao Dao proposed to let him fight him fairly.

Because no matter whether he wins or loses, Lao Dao can actually be regarded as winning, because his true strength makes Xue Xuan feel it.

Xue Xuan finally understood why the Pudao people were a little angry, because a big man like him wanted to recruit himself as a personal disciple but was rejected several times......

Anyone else would be angry.

But Xue Xuan still wouldn't agree, or for those reasons, he didn't know who Lao Dao was, and what was the real reason for accepting him as an apprentice?

All of this seems to be covered with a thick layer of fog that makes it impossible to see the truth.

However, no matter how powerful and angry Lao Dao is, Xue Xuan can't lose this battle!

If nothing else, Xiao Shitong is watching......

Xue Xuan's already tired legs were instantly full of energy, and he kept running, and the giant hand behind him kicked up countless sand and dust, chasing him, as if he was willing to give up if he was going to be beaten into the ground.

You Jie was also forced to change places by the rolled up sand, drank a little wine in the bowl, and then when the time for transformation came, he instantly changed from a human form to a sheep again.

The spear confronted a giant hand, and then the two forces seemed to have finally reached a critical point, that is, the winner was divided!

The result is......

The spear flies upside down, and the big hand collapses!

"Good chance!"

Xue Xuan fixed his eyes and saw that the Pudao people had nothing to hide at this time!

One hand is scattered by himself, and the other is chasing him, as long as he can get close to him, this victory is his own!

A crackling sound sounded from Xue Xuan's body, and a strange spell energy was attached to his feet.

That's thunder!

He had tried to use it in the Kunyuan Mountain Treasure Pavilion, but at that time he was just trying to force Xingyue to use spells.

This time, he stepped on the Sancai realm by himself and released it personally!

This energy spread from his feet to his hands, and the whole person seemed to be surrounded by lightning.

Xue Xuan ran again, this time several times faster than before!

Like a gust of wind, his first target was not a generalist, but a high leap, holding the spear that flew upside down, and then another shot was thrown!

Of course, the power of this shot is not as great as before, but if it hits, the Pudao people will definitely be crucified to the ground.

However, Xue Xuan didn't have a delusional idea that this shot could hit him, his killer weapon was the long-awaited wind and thunder!

After landing on the ground, he rushed towards the Pudaoren, as he expected, the Pudaoren dodged a shot from the sky with a slight flash, but Xue Xuan's attacks followed!

The wind and thunder were thrown out by him!

The furious thunder energy was flying fast with the blessing of the wind attribute aura, blasting towards the Pudao people!

And that's not all!

Xue Xuan still has one last move!

A spell cultivator's melee ability is definitely not good, let himself really get close to the Pudao people, he will definitely not be able to stop this punch!

Pudao people are really the same, the wind and thunder didn't hit, but he still dodged and smashed behind him!

But the crackling thunder tried to climb up the body of the Pudao man like a snake, even if it paralyzed him for a while!

At this moment, Xue Xuan also arrived, and he was only one meter away from the Pudao people!

He had a confident smile on his face, but the people of Pudao were still calm!

Although he had a bad premonition in his heart, he believed in his fist!

A punch was sent, and there was neither the sky falling apart, nor the river flowing backwards, only a muffled sound.

Hit?

The result is no.

This muffled sound was not from Xue Xuan's fist, but from the fist of the Pudao people.

A punch was imprinted on Xue Xuan's temple, neither light nor heavy, Xue Xuan flew out upside down, and his mind was in chaos.

He didn't know how the Pudao people dodged his punch, and he didn't know how the Pudao people had such strong melee combat ability.

"Don't judge people by their appearance in the future, this is the first lesson.

Melee combat, you are far from Nangong, I am not even afraid of him......"

Before falling unconscious, Xue Xuan only heard such words, and then fainted.