Chapter 218: Life and Death in Kyoto (Part 2)

"You...you use poison?"

The cold light in Wushuang's eyes was revealed, and a powerful aura surged around his body. The silver cold light kept moving to prevent the vitality from peeling off in his body.

"As a pharmacist, what's wrong with Yang knowing poison skills?"

Yang Fan said disapprovingly, and the strange light in his eyes disappeared.

He also knew very well that it was impossible to use poison skills to kill Wushuang unless the other party stood within the scope of poison skills and let him do it.

Moreover, Yang Fan is only in the small realm and cannot be used during rapid movement.

"Okay," Wushuang spit out a piece of green blood from his mouth, and his face calmed down: "You are a cultivator and can use any spells, talismans, magic weapons, including poisonous artifacts..."

Speaking of this, his aura faded a little, and there was a hint of happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

Of course, Yang Fan would not think that the other party gave in because of poisoning.

In fact, Wushuang has driven away the poison. With his high-level realm, his recovery power is also extremely strong. He can absorb large areas of spiritual energy in the world and transform it into his own powerful force.

"I thought that controlling the power level to this level would be enough to suppress you..."

A smile appeared on Wushuang's ordinary face and said slowly: "Your survival ability is stronger than I imagined. Is this related to the strange skills you have practiced?"

"But, next, I won't show mercy!"

Wushuang's voice came to an abrupt end, like this piece of metal, a fierce murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

"If you want to kill me, no one can do it under the high-level monk."

Yang Fan showed a proud expression for the first time, took a deep breath, and said in a strange tone: "Because my martial arts are unique in the world, and it can be said to be against the will of heaven."

"Hahaha... against the heavens?" Wushuang smiled, "It turns out that you want to against the heavens, too. It seems that we are like-minded."

It turns out that you want to go against the will of heaven too...

The arrogance between Wushuang's words almost shocked Yang Fan.

What he said about defiance is the level of martial arts.

What Wushuang said is an attitude, an attitude of disobedience to the great way of heaven and earth.

"Come on, see if you are qualified to be my real opponent,"

The aura on Wushuang's body changed a little obscurely. When Yang Fan locked in him, he suddenly felt the illusion of facing the vast ocean.

In a vaguely, Yang Fan felt an artistic conception similar to the Immortal Hong Jue from Wushuang's body.

It is a state that seems to be able to accommodate mountains, rivers and seas.

Yang Fan looked solemn, and two blue bricks appeared in front of him, emitting a brilliant ray of rays of light.

Huh~~

Suddenly, Wushuang slapped a palm, and Yang Fan caught a phantom in his eyes.

Bang-

An invisible palm about a meter long slapped at his head with a soft force.

Yang Fan felt that he was shrouded in a layer of shadow, as if a huge pot lid fell from the sky, and he could not escape from his restraints no matter what.

"go!"

Yang Fan flew his hands, and the blue board turned into a three-meter-long huge rock, like a city wall with a horizontal railing in front of him.

Bang!

The blue bricks trembled, and the light golden runes and rays of light immediately dimmed and suddenly sank.

Yang Fan's face changed drastically, and he quickly set up another blue brick to form a second line of defense.

The second blue brick also trembled, and the light dimmed a little, but finally barely resisted the attack.

"What a terrible attack..."

Yang Fan took a deep breath and almost used all his strength to resist the seemingly understatement of Wushuang's attack.

call out!

Suddenly, Wushuang waved his hand, and an invisible sword energy faintly exuded a faint cold light flashed in the air and slashed at him.

Yang Fan felt like he was trapped in an ice cellar, and he felt that his blood was about to solidify.

"It seems that we can't be so passive..."

Yang Fan thought it was not good, he could not let Wushuang launch a wave of powerful attacks. If this continues, he may have no chance of reversal and be completely suppressed.

“Fusion!”

Yang Fan's technique flashed like a phantom, and two powerful words were spit out from his mouth.

Buzz ~~

The two blue bricks protected in front of them suddenly leaned against each other, and circles of transparent filaments penetrated into the two blue bricks, blending into one, regardless of each other.

Then, a dazzling blue glow burst out, and a thicker and stronger pressure covered the area.

What appeared before my eyes was a huge square brick that was five feet long, simple and heavy, with a light golden texture, exuding a terrifying power.

Whoosh!

A cold light flashed in the void, and the invisible sword energy slashed in an instant.

The metal texture on the huge square brick fluctuated, creating mysterious runes, halos flowing, forming a powerful protective barrier.

Dang~~

The barrier formed by golden runes shook violently, and the light dimmed a little, and it blocked this powerful attack without any damage.

"go!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and the magic trick in his hand changed, and he immediately took the opportunity to turn the defense into an offensive.

Whoosh-

A small hill of lapis intersecting lazuli fell from the sky, and the irresistible pressure came to Wushuang.

At this moment, all the light within a few miles was covered by this blow, and even the scorching sun in the sky was dim.

Wushuang's hands trembled slightly, but there was a hint of excitement and stimulation in his eyes.

The powerful power of the top-quality spiritual weapon made him feel a few crises.

He took a deep breath, his hands were swept backwards in the air, and a powerful force grew from his body.

Suddenly, a faint silver cold light was attached to his hands and arms.

The moment the top-grade spiritual weapon was about to hit his head, Wushuang remained motionless, as if intoxicated by an incredible state.

No matter how the mountains collapse and the earth burst, the volcano erupts in front of him, it cannot cause any turmoil.

Yang Fan felt a little uneasy.

Unparalleled arrogance is not for no reason.

"break!"

Wushuang raised a palm that was shining with a silver cold light and slashed out like lightning.

In an instant, Yang Fan felt a thunder flash.

Clam!

The silver cold light and the blue gold light intersect together.

The huge green bricks as huge as a hill, surpassing the ordinary top-quality spiritual weapon, trembled, and the spiritual light on it peeled off layer by layer, dimming half in the blink of an eye.

Wushuang sneered, and his other hand slashed away like thunder, with a powerful momentum of creating the world.

Bang!

The blue bricks trembled again, and the aura was extremely dim.

"receive!"

Yang Fan's expression changed, and he immediately waved his hand. The blue brick turned around and a hint of horror flashed in his eyes.

This Wushuang is really terrifying, even the best spiritual weapon dares to fight it.

If it is an ordinary spiritual weapon, it would be fine, but this is a heavy magic weapon.

With one blow, he had enough power of ten thousand pounds, and with the terrifying gravity magical power, even if a high-level monk came in person, he would not dare to easily fight him.

If Hu Fei, who had a few times stronger physical strength, came over and withstand such an attack, even if he did not die, he would lose half his life.

But Wushuang did it, with a pair of flesh and blood palms, with the perfect body and superb martial arts realm, it did it.

Wushuang's body floated in the air, her eyes as deep as the sea, staring at Yang Fan and said lightly: "If you only have such a little strength left, today's decisive battle should end..."

After saying that, he raised a silver palm, slowly opened it, and then slapped Yang Fan hard.

Huh~~
To be continued...