Chapter 1011: Kill Shuofang (Part 1)

The blood and energy visible to the naked eye appeared on the body of Shuofang Zhenjun. The blood and energy were constantly rising, gradually spreading blood, and a full body armor appeared on the surface of his body.

"Come on, fight." Shuofang Zhenjun shouted excitedly, "Eat my halberd first!"

After the Zhenjun Shuofang said that, he rushed to Yang Pan in his hand and slashed him with a long halberd.

Yang Pan instantly summoned the Zhuxian Sword, and with one sword, he held the halberd, and then the two began a fierce battle.

The halberd comes and the sword comes and the sword comes and the halberd comes and the sword comes and the halberd goes.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought for more than a hundred tricks, and no one took advantage of them.

"Fellow Daoist Yujing is also a martial arts monk?" Shuofang Zhenjun called Yang Pan a fellow Taoist, not other contemptuous titles.

"It is considered to be from martial arts to enter the Tao, not a path of martial arts." Yang Pan replied. His martial arts practice is not weak, but after all, he is practicing the Tao of the Yuanshen, not pure martial arts.

"Also? I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Shuofang was actually a celestial immortal who achieved martial arts?!" Yang Pan was shocked.

Yang Pan has seen many human races who practice martial arts and achieve human immortals and earth immortals, but this is the first time that Yang Pan has encountered the martial arts celestial immortals.

Yang Pan has some research on martial arts, and in an environment like the demon world, he also has a good understanding of martial arts human immortals and earth immortals.

Therefore, Yang Pan knew very well that martial arts practice was difficult. If he wanted to be promoted to a celestial immortal, it would be more than three times more difficult than the simple Yang Shen Zhenren.

In martial arts practice, at a level below human and immortality, the difficulty of practicing is much easier than that of the Tao of the Yuanshen. At least the inheritance is orderly, and the difficulty of climbing to the realm is obvious.

But the Tao of Yuanshen has to face the problem of the top-grade golden elixir.

The top-grade golden elixir is one of the three difficulties in practicing.

Second only to the harmony of the soul and the Tao.

The difficulty is there. I don’t know how many genius monks are stuck in front of this level, and they are sad and regretful. They die so much that they are both regretful.

To put it bluntly, those who practice martial arts have sufficient talents and sufficient resources, and it is basically no problem to be promoted to a human immortal.

However, cultivators who practice the Great Way of the Yuanshen need not only their talents, but also their empty and ethereal nature.

It is easy for those who practice martial arts to start first and then difficult, it is easy for those who advance to humans and immortals, and it is difficult to overcome the heavenly tribulation.

It is difficult for those who cultivate the primordial spirit to be first and then easy, and it is extremely difficult to advance to the primordial spirit, but the difficulty of passing the tribulation is much lower than that of humans and immortals.

But when the two reach the level of celestial immortals, they will be at the same destination.

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Both the immortal-level martial arts monks and the immortal-level soul monks are half a dozen, and there is no big difference.

The level of life is also at the same level.

Next, we will also have to face the five decays of heaven and man.

However, this was Yang Pan's first time facing the martial arts immortal.

"Dharma Heaven and Earth!" I saw that the body size of Shuofang Zhenjun increased by a hundred times, but it was still growing bigger.

As a result, its power and magic power also exploded.

A halberd stabbed, and Yang Pan felt a huge force attacking, and his whole body was involuntarily knocked away.

Yang Pan was surprised that his speed actually increased faster?

"Sky Spear!" After the Zhenjun Shuofang knocked Yang Pan away with a halberd, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but instead attacked him in the sky.

True Lord Shuofang is not stupid. Even though he knew that there was something different in this space, he was still stupid enough to stay here to fight an enemy who was ignorant of the depth.

The time, place, and people are not around, so I can even fart.

How could a person like Shuofang Zhenjun, who has experienced many battles, not knowing that he could not even run away if he could fight on this battlefield arranged by others.

The true Lord Shuofang was able to fight from a cold and weak point to the realm of a celestial immortal, and he understood the best of what is to bend and stretch and what is to be strategic retreat.

If you can't beat it, run away, it's not embarrassing.

It's much better than just throwing your life on the battlefield for nothing.

Yang Pan calmed down and saw that Shuofang Zhenjun wanted to tear open the space and escape, he whispered: "Fellow Daoist Shuofang, the winner is not decided, where are you trying to go?"

After Yang Pan said that, he threw the Zhuxian Sword into the air. The Zhuxian Sword rose in the wind and turned into a giant sword. The sword edge pressed down and the spiritual pressure was overflowing.

"Cut!" Yang Pan hand clamped the sword technique.

Supernatural powers - Zhu Xian!

The body of Shuofang Zhenjun is too huge, with a body of a thousand feet high, and his goal is too big. Moreover, the sword speed of the Zhuxian Sword is also not slow, so Shuofang Zhenjun cannot avoid it at all.

Unable to do so, Shuofang Zhenjun had to collect his halberd and sweep him.

The sword and halberd attacked again.

This time it was not Yang Pan who was knocked away, but the giant-like True Lord Shuofang.

"So strong, how is this possible?!" Shuofang Zhenjun experienced the terror of this sword personally. This sword is too sharp!

True Lord Shuofang had a premonition in his heart that he would never be able to hit the sword, otherwise he would not dare to imagine whether this blood-soul armor could block the sharpness of this sword.

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"Fellow Daoist Shuofang, look at my sword again." Yang Pan's sword technique changed again, and the Zhuxian sword turned into a sword light, catching up with it. In the middle, one part was divided into two, two part was divided into four, and four part was divided into eight...

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of sword lights followed.

The sword lights separated and shot Shuofang Zhenjun from different directions and angles.

Yang Pan's figure retreated a little further again.

Yang Pan has good martial arts qualities, but after all, he is not an authentic martial arts celestial immortal. If the True Lord Shuofang is close to him, he may have a capsized boat in the gutter.

It's better to keep a distance and attack with your sword, not giving him a chance to breathe.

"Three heads and six arms!" Zhenjun Shuofang shouted loudly, and then he took over the Dharma Heaven and Earth, because the goal was too large and the scope of defense was too large.

The battle halberd in his hand changed into three, constantly rotating to resist the attack of Yang Pan's sword light, and at the same time he was moving constantly to ensure that he had no blind spots to be caught.

From this we can see that the experience of Shuofang Zhenjun being besieged is quite rich.

Deal with it very appropriately.

Yang Pan thought about it, and the immortal sword appeared in his hand. Yang Pan saw the immortal sword rising from the air and pointed directly at the True Lord Shuofang and left.

The immortal sword disappeared into the void in the blink of an eye.

After a while, there was still no movement. Shuofang Zhenjun's immortal consciousness was everywhere, always alert to possible sneak attacks.

"Good skills!" Yang Pan said in praise when he saw that his sword light was easily dealt with by True Lord Shuofang.

The three-pole battle halberd danced tightly, and this skill was really amazing.

"Fellow Daoist Shuofang, be careful." Yang Pan shouted softly, his magic power surged, and the sword light divided five times again. In an instant, the dense sword lights continued to fall like raindrops.

"Hahaha... Fellow Daoist Yujing, this move is useless to me. If you use it, it will just waste your magic power." Shuofang Zhenjun was not afraid at all, but could laugh out loud.

"Whether it works, fellow Daoist Shuofang, let's hold on for this wave." Yang Pan chuckled and replied. This consumption was nothing to Yang Pan.

If Yang Pan is willing to do this, he can let it go for more than three days.

Of course, if such a sword rain cannot take down the enemy in one or two hours, no matter how much it is, it will be a waste.

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Chapter 1012: Killing Shuofang (Part 2)

True Lord Shuofang did not reply. Don’t look at him saying it easily. In fact, when facing these sword rains, you still have to deal with it carefully. If a sword light falls on your body, it will probably be unpleasant.

Usually, in the face of this situation, Shuofang Zhenjun retreats as soon as he wants and will never delay.

But now he is trapped and has no choice.

True Lord Shuofang did not notice that a hidden red light appeared under his feet.

Just as Shuofang Zhenjun moved to block the dead corner and adjusted the angle, dozens of red lights suddenly rushed out from under his feet, firmly leading Shuofang Zhenjun's legs, and the red light continued to spread.

The true master Shuofang's body was filled with his true energy and the strong and high-frequency vibration really made him temporarily free from the constraints of the red light.

But at this moment, two sword lights broke through the interception of the outer halberd from the dead corner, pointing directly at the shoulder and neck of the Zhenjun Shuofang.

True Lord Shuofang had no choice but to bear these two swords. Fortunately, he still had a layer of blood soul armor to protect him.

But he could not have expected that the sharpness of the Zhuxian Sword would be specialized in defensive magic weapons!

These sword rains looked ordinary. Shuofang Zhenjun danced three battle halberds, which were not airtight and blocked hundreds of sword lights, and it felt like that.

But in fact, if one thing subdues another, the Zhuxian Sword cannot break the war halberd in the hands of Zhenjun Shuofang. That is because this war halberd is also a level of Tongtian Spirit Treasure, and is indestructible. It is a first-class magic weapon.

But if you face the defensive magic weapon of the same level, the sharpness of the Zhuxian Sword is not vague at all.

The blood soul armor, which was highly expected by True Lord Shuofang, did not play much role at all.

True Lord Shuofang was hit by two swords on both sides of his shoulders. Fortunately, these two swords were really sword light, but the original body of the Zhuxian Sword.

Otherwise, it would not be strange that Zhenjun Shuofang had his arms removed by these two swords.

Zhenjun Shuofang, who was hit by two swords, did not even snort, and his blood was squirting for a while, and his body was recovering at an extremely fast speed.
To be continued...