Chapter 220 The Dance of the Demon Snake (Part 2)

The strong sense of paralysis is transmitted along the flesh, meridians, and even into the soul.

Not only that, the mysterious black whip also contains a poison that cannot be despised, invading the body and causing great damage.

call!

Wushuang's body fell down, and a cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he continued to inject demonic energy into the mysterious black whip in his hand.

Buzz ~

The black whip fluctuated, as if it had become alive, and its power actually increased a little more.

Yang Fan vaguely realized that under the infusion of the Nine Nether Demonic Qi, the mysterious black whip in his hand had undergone several abnormal changes.

Wushuang's body was tightened little by little, and circles of light black lines wrapped around his whole body.

He suddenly felt the slow passage of blood and essence in his body.

This is still him. If it were just a casual concentric stream, wouldn’t he be drawn into a mummy in a few breaths?

In such a critical moment, life and death were on the verge of death, Wushuang's eyes showed fear.

However, there is more excitement and excitement than fear.

Under such emotions, his heart was actually extremely calm.

Yang Fan looked at him, and a wonderful highlight was created in the dark space, which turned into a vague "sword", as if it was reincarnation in time and space.

"What's this……"

Yang Fan was stunned. He had seen this scene twice.

The first time was in the Yan King's Mansion. Wushuang fought with the Yan King. At that time, this scene appeared in his eyes at the last critical moment.

As a result, the battle ended, and it seemed like a draw, but in fact the King of Yan was defeated.

The second time was on the edge of Hanyuan Mountain, Wushuang and Hu Fei's decisive battle. In the last move, Wushuang's eyes also appeared this ethereal and mysterious "sword".

As a result, Hu Fei, who had entered a completely crazy transformation like a wild beast, was easily defeated by Wushuang.

Buzz ~

In Yang Fan's senses, the vague "sword" emitted a slight trembling, and a supreme sword energy that was soaring upwards and looked down on the world was stimulated from Wushuang's body.

call out--

At this moment, Yang Fan felt Wushuang's whole body was like a sword, a peerless divine sword, which merged with the "sword" in his eyes.

boom!

A powerful sword energy shot towards all directions. The one in the center, as thick as a baby's arm, bounced away the mysterious black whip.

Yang Fan felt a pain in his spiritual sense. It was obviously the terrifying power acting on the mysterious black whip. Some of it was shared by him, as if it contained an attack on the soul level.

Swallows!

What came immediately was a piece of powerful sword energy. Each power was enough to break the lower-grade magic weapon, and the flesh and blood body was never resisted, unless Yang Fan was a human-shaped beast.

Before Yang Fan could sacrifice his magic weapon, he quickly retreated, and the black light mist around him immediately condensed a little.

Puff puff puff!

Even though he reacted quickly, because the distance was too close, Yang Fan was still swept away by three of the powerful sword energy.

Three wounds that penetrated the bone marrow appeared on the face, arms and chest, making people tremble.

The wound was filled with tearing and pain, which made Yang Fan feel the power of destructive power. Even with his abnormal recovery, it was difficult to recover in a short period of time.

Whoosh!

Yang Fan retreated quickly to gain time to recover from his injuries.

He felt that the destructive factors left by the wounds were fighting against the surrounding millions of cool streams, and the friction was constantly.

Yang Fan immersed some of his mind into the Xianhong space again, and the green land was filled with vitality, which accelerated his injury recovery several times.

"It's time to end..."

Wushuang let out a breath, and the sword energy rippled around her body like a breeze. The supreme power was enough to make the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage intimidate.

At this moment, Wushuang has reached a peak and an extreme.

The first person under the golden elixir.

Except for the existence of high-level monks above the level, I can't really compete with him.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly. When he saw Wushuang's true strength, he realized the difference between him and him.

"It's over..."

Wushuang raised his hand slowly.

In an instant, a silver thunderous sword energy directly cut through dozens of feet of space and slashed over Yang Fan's head.

This sword carries the great momentum of heaven and earth, contains the supreme sword art, and exudes attacks at the soul level.

Yang Fan waved his hand and two blue bricks appeared in front of him, and immediately formed two into one, forming an insurmountable iron wall.

tie!

The green glow and light golden runes stormed sharply, and the light immediately dimmed most of the time.

puff!

A sword attack through the top-quality spiritual weapon still hit Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's face suddenly turned pale, and his body shook lightly in the void, and finally stabilized.

However, this blow had already caused his mind and body to suffer.

A large piece of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, which invaded his robe and flowed along his arms on the mysterious black whip.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.

The mysterious black whip surged like a poisonous snake. After absorbing Yang Fan's blood, his spirituality increased greatly, and he felt a vague illusion that he wanted to attack the enemy with his hands.

“Huh?”

Yang Fan vaguely noticed a few unusual traces.

At this moment, the mysterious black whip gave him an illusion of flesh and blood connection.

call!

He suddenly waved his hand, and the mysterious black whip passed through the void, sweeping through several feet of space, which was incredibly fast.

Wherever you pass, the creatures are silent in the area.

Buzz ~hiss ~

The mysterious black whip trembled in Yang Fan's hand, making a sound like a poisonous snake's hissing.

Could it be... Yang Fan had some speculation in his mind.

At this moment, Wushuang, who was standing in the distance, took action again.

A cold arc came in the blink of an eye, containing the great power of heaven and earth and the supreme sword will, and was unstoppable.

Yang Fan's eyes were fixed, and he simply waved the mysterious black whip in his hand.

call!

The black phantom collided with the cold arc.

Originally, Wushuang's attack speed was extremely fast, and it was difficult for Yang Fan to intercept it, let alone a long whip, not a shield, which had some errors.

However, the black whip had a subtle deflection in the void as if it was spiritual, and it happened to collide with the terrifying sword light.

Bang!

The air trembled within a few feet of radius. Yang Fan felt his arm numb, and a trace of terrible sword energy was still immersed in his arm, causing him to be injured, but it was much more than the previous attack.

Seeing this, Yang Fan finally confirmed something and suddenly threw the black whip in his hand into the air.

And the blood on his own suddenly gathered and mobilized, his eyebrows broke open, and a crystal blood bead shot out.

This is the essence and blood in the body of the immortal cultivator!

The blood beads shot out, hitting the black whip.

Suddenly, a trace of blood spread from the black whip, and the black light rose sharply, turning into a black snake as thick as a fist, two or three feet long. It quickly circled and twisted in the air.

Hissing!

The black snake swayed and twisted in the void, making waves of hissings, transmitting a wild threat.

This seems to be a real venomous snake!

Yang Fan was extremely shocked. He still maintained a mysterious connection with the black snake in the air.

With a thought moving, the poisonous snake disappeared directly into the air with a "swoosh".

The next moment, it appeared in front of Wushuang and bit him directly.
To be continued...