Chapter 669_ Fierce Fight Fang Qingluan

"Is this the energy of the magic circle amplification?" Seeing Zhao Wouji's sudden rise in momentum, Fang Qingluan was slightly surprised, and then smiled bloodthirsty, the vitality energy in his palm like black mist was even more intense, obviously after he saw the strength that Zhao Wouji showed, he gave up the idea of dealing with it easily, and instead took it seriously, treating Zhao Wouji as an opponent.

"Next, I will use the facts to tell you that self-cultivation is the king, with the power of the magic circle, you are destined to be difficult to escape destruction, I want you to regret showing such a rampant attitude in front of me!"

Hearing Fang Qingluan's words full of murderous intent, Zhao Wouji's face gradually became solemn, and the thick purple-gold vitality rose out from his body like a flame, and then the purple-gold flames covered his whole body, making Zao Wou-Ki stand above the void like a fire god.

Zao Wou-Ki's face was expressionless, and he didn't care too much about his mouth, and then, the vitality under his feet was surging, and the bright vitality light quickly emerged, and then his figure suddenly flashed, and the whole person disappeared in place out of thin air.

Fang Qingluan, who originally had a solemn face and stared at Zhao Wuji, the black vitality on his palm squirmed slightly, and then under his disdainful sneer, his big hand waved suddenly, and a black pillar of light slammed into a space behind him with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

"Boom !!"

The black pillar of light was like an incomparably sharp, indestructible arrow directly through the space, and at the time when the black pillar of light was about to reach a certain spatial location, the area was suddenly fluctuating, and then a figure appeared strangely, and the terrifying purple gold vitality gathered in the palm of the hand was also unceremoniously blasted away, and the two energies met in the air, and then, a dull sound like thunder suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, and then the ripple-like air waves spread out in all directions, and under the diffusion of that air wave, even the space was shattered like glass。

The shock wave generated by the strong move fought against each other and shook both sides out, and Fang Qingluan just shook his whole body, and then unloaded all that strength.

However, the figure retreated a few steps in a row before stabilizing its body and revealing its true body, this person was Zao Wou-Ki, who should have been in another area.

"Your speed is indeed very fast, very difficult to catch, but for me, you are still too tender!" Fang Qingluan looked at Zhao Wou-Ki who was repelled by himself, and then glanced back behind him, where the afterimage left by Zao Wou-Ki had dissipated only a faint and vague shadow, and directly shook his head disdainfully.

"Oh, what about that?"

Zhao Wou-Ki glanced at this rather arrogant, overconfident guy with an expressionless face, and then quickly pinched the seal with both hands, and then the entire magic circle was under Zhao Wouji's seal, and it was running rapidly, and it was like a whirlwind of the sky, and for a while, there was an ability in this killing array that only had the ability to confuse people's visual senses, which made Fang Qingluan's sense of rhythm, direction, vision, and hearing almost completely disrupted.

When cultivating to the level of the Emperor Ancestor Zhou Tian Realm, when fighting, he mostly uses his divine sense to observe the opponent's every move, but you can't help but rule out that no matter how strong you are, the importance of people's eyes and ears in battle, in an instant, the vision and hearing are completely disturbed by this magic circle, especially when he faces Zhao Wuji, who is almost equal to his strength, even Fang Qingluan, who has the realm of Emperor Zhou Tian, does not dare to underestimate it easily.

Zao Wou-Ki's figure disappeared out of thin air again, and at the moment of disappearance, Fang Qingluan sensed that something was wrong, because this time he couldn't figure out where Zao Wou-Ki would appear, and his divine sense couldn't sense Zao Wou-ki's breath.

"No human or no ghost stinky thing, now, do you dare to say that this magic circle is useless?" Zhao Wuji's cold voice sounded in all directions, making it impossible for Fang Qingluan to find him along the source of the voice, the words just fell, but Zhao Wuji didn't give Fang Qingluan the slightest time to reply, and then saw a figure suddenly flash in the sky, and at this time, Zhao Wuji had already appeared above Fang Qingluan's head.

Zhao Wouji's palm flipped over, and a sharp sword instantly appeared in his hand, and with his loud shout, the sharp sword slashed through the sky with the momentum of splitting the mountain, and slashed angrily at Fang Qingluan's head.

Zao Wou-ki's offensive did not have a single bit of gorgeous skills, only the incomparable energy, and under the oppression of this energy, all the space within about one meter below the sword blade was compressed and scattered everywhere at this moment, which made the area under the sword blade form a vacuum!

"The effect of the speed and the phantom array is not bad, but is this kind of attack enough for me to see?" Seeing the sharp sword that was sharply enlarged in the pupils and the fierce sword qi rushing towards him, Fang Qingluan glanced at him with disdain, directly turned his palm into a fist, and then fiercely punched Zhao Wuji who was swooping in the air!

Fang Qingluan punched out, and an arc-shaped qi suddenly appeared in the area in front of him, and the invisible qi fist suddenly took shape, and finally with a sharp sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth, it rushed into the air, and collided with Zhao Wuji's sharp sword that slashed down in the air.

"Boom !!"

When Zhao Wouji's sword was about two meters away from the top of Fang Qingluan's head, it collided with the invisible powerful fist wind, and the countershock force from the sword shook the entire sword body to tremble, if it weren't for Zao Wouji's strength was also not low, I am afraid that just this collision, the sword would have to come out of his hand.

With a shock of his wrist, he unloaded all the strength from the sword, this move did not make Zhao Wuji regress in the slightest, but instead bullied himself and rushed in front of Fang Qingluan, at the same time, the Qiankun bag flashed a flash of inspiration, and another sharp sword instantly appeared in his hand, and the sword waved, and a cold cold air quickly enveloped him.

"Taishang Qing Xuan Sword Technique Eighth Style, Eight Directions Xuan Bing!"

The Taishang Qing Xuan Sword Technique that Zhao Wuji, who was now using the magic array to increase his strength, was so close to each other, almost face-to-face distance, that Fang Qingluan had almost no time to react.

However, Fang Qingluan, who had the cultivation of the Eleventh Revolution Emperor Ancestor Zhou Tian's realm, was naturally not so easy to deal with, at such a critical juncture, the soles of his feet stepped on the void fiercely, and the black vitality in his body like a terrifying wave suddenly appeared in front of him, and in an instant, it condensed into a dark black crystal on the surface of his body, like a black shield.

"Bang!"

Immediately after, the sword carrying the terrifying ice energy slashed fiercely on the pitch-black and very strange energy crystal, the two collided, only a slight sound was made, and the thick energy carried by Zao Wouji's sword seemed to be swallowed by the energy crystal, and quickly disappeared.

"I told you, you can't. The corners of Fang Qingluan's mouth hooked up with a touch of sarcasm.

Zao Wou-Ki was expressionless, and then his arm suddenly turned, and the sword in his hand also rotated, and the tip of the sword also drilled into the deep black energy crystal like an electric drill at this time, and then, the sound of clicking ice came out, and suddenly the weird black energy vigilance was directly covered by the ice, and then Zao Wouji's wrist shook, and the sword body also shook, and suddenly this energy vigilance was shattered, turned into ice chips, and slowly disappeared!

The energy crystal disappeared, revealing Fang Qingluan behind him, and the sword qi exploded like a grenade on Fang Qingluan's clothes.

"Poof!"

The dull sound of the sword blade piercing the flesh sounded, and the sharp sword pierced directly into Fang Qingluan's right chest, Fang Qingluan's face was gradually gloomy, his chest contracted, and then suddenly bulged, and suddenly a majestic energy surged out like a terrifying wave, and the first to bear the brunt was the nearest Zhao Wuji.

The footsteps stepped on the void, Zhao Wouji directly burst back, and the sword also followed Zao Wouji's retreat, pulling out from Fang Qingluan's right chest, bringing out a string of blood rain, and Zhao Wouji's chest, there was also a feeling of suffocation, obviously the impact of the strength just now was very strong.

Fang Qingluan looked at Zhao Wuji who was rapidly retreating with a cold gaze, and then slowly lowered his head to look at his right chest, only to see a flattened sword wound on his right chest that kept gushing out blood, and then he drove the dark black vitality to cover the sword wound, and immediately stopped the wound that kept gushing out blood.

Fang Qingluan's face was still very gloomy, faintly angry, obviously Zhao Wuji's sword completely angered him, "Okay, very good, since I reached the realm of Emperor Ancestor Zhou Tian, you are still the first person to leave a wound on my body. ”

Feeling the pain from the wound, Fang Qingluan's face, which was originally hidden in the black robe, could still see some outlines, but now it was completely gloomy, hidden in the darkness, and even the outlines of his facial features could not be seen, so that what emerged was a palpitating murderous aura that gradually surged from his body.

"Since you have the ability to hurt me, then I will let you see today, what is the strength of the real Emperor Ancestor Zhou Tian Realm!" As Fang Qingluan's cold drink slowly fell, Zhao Wouji could clearly feel that a strange sense of oppression was slowly diffusing from the former's body, and under this sense of oppression, the vigorous circulation of vitality in Zao Wouji's body was also slightly sluggish.

Fang Qingluan's pitch-black and inky vitality was like mist, wrapping his whole body, and the constantly surging and boiling black vitality slightly released a faint black glow, under this black glow, ripples appeared in the surrounding space, just in terms of momentum, it could cause such an effect, this Fang Qingluan was indeed worthy of the realm of the real Emperor Ancestor Zhou Tian.

Feeling the endless coercion surging towards him from the front, Zao Wou-ki's face became more and more solemn, and at the same time, Zao Wou-Ki had begun to secretly mobilize all his energy and take countermeasures at any time.

"The kid surnamed Zhao, you have never been my opponent, the energy raised by using the magic circle is an external force after all, and it is not as easy to control as your own energy, so I want you to die here today!"

For Fang Qingluan's arrogance, Zao Wou-Ki directly ignored it, and kept urging the vitality energy in his body, so that the surging energy moistened every inch of bones and muscles.

Zhao Wouji's indifferent attitude was also so angry that Fang Qingluan gritted his teeth, and then his figure flashed suddenly, and a series of afterimages appeared, but his real body was already like a ghost, suddenly appearing in front of Zhao Wouji.

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