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Chapter 682 Confrontation (Last Part)(2/2)

"Hmph, since that's the case, let me see what is your recovery limit?"

Lu Xiang distracted the spirit and guided the mysterious law to suppress this void, and Yang Fan could not escape.

I saw dozens of rays of silky light differentiated from the "Tianyu Clothes" on his body, and he hugged Yang Fan who had flew away a few times.

Immediately, he waved the feather fan in his hand, and several feather blades that looked like ice and clouds pierced into Yang Fan's body.

Puff!!

Blood splattered everywhere, and the terrifying force caused a great blow to Yang Fan's body.

Yang Fan groaned, and the red light on his body shook, knocking down the feather blades.

Immediately, the wound recovered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving no scar left.

Bang bang!

He raised his palm and slapped the clouds wrapped around him hard.

With a "click", several pieces were finally cut off, but they were wrapped in more cloud threads.

He was about to be captured alive by the other party.

Yang Fan moved his mind and a dark red jade pendant appeared on it, and a vivid fire unicorn could be seen on it.

"Huolin Jade Pendant!!"

Lu Xiang recognized this treasure all at once.

Huh~~~

I saw a red flame gushing out from the Fire Unter Jade Pendant, turning everything in my vision into a sea of ​​fire.

The clouds around Yang Fan also melted into ashes in an instant.

Lu Xiang repelled and avoided the sea of ​​fire, because this kind of fire-type magic weapon was the nemesis of his "Tian Yuyi"!!

"Haha, let's see how you escape from Lu's palm."

Lu Xiang's figure shook and appeared on the side of Yang Fan, with a sure victory in his hand.

"Oh? Lord Yun General has a way to kill me?"

Yang Fan laughed sarcastically.

Although he could not beat the other party, he thought he would not be easily killed.

What's more, the treasure dragon weapon [Huanglong Crown] in his hand was useless.

"The next move, keep your body shattered and your soul annihilated."

Lu Xiang smiled confidently, distracted himself from suppressing the void, and slowly raised the feather fan in his hand.

Suddenly, the feather fan turned into hundreds of feather blades that looked like ice and clouds, forming a spherical ball of light.

Yang Fan stared at the light ball formed by millions of cloud blades, and felt chilling, and a fatal crisis came.

These feather blades were able to kill Tongxuan's powerful man and scratch Yang Fan in just one way.

And now there are thousands of terrifying existences gathered together, how terrifying the next move will be.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and showed an ancient mirror in his hand.

This is the first time that the ancient mirror obtained from Tianlan Palace, a rare level spiritual magic weapon that has never been used.

"What kind of weird magic weapon is this?"

Lu Xiang also looked at the ancient mirror secretly.

Buzz ~~~

Yang Fan injected magic power and made repeated moves, and saw the originally dim mirror of the mysterious ancient mirror bursting with dazzling white crystal light.

Puff-

A trembling white beam burst out from the mysterious ancient mirror and hit Lu Xiang with great speed.

Lu Xiang's soul shook, and the cloud light defense layer around him collapsed and disintegrated in an instant, turning into primitive particles.

"What kind of magic weapon is this!!"
Chapter completed!
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