Immortal Emperor returns to be a grandpa

Chapter 2279

This is an illusion, neither real nor fake, it has reached the point of confusing the real with the fake, but it is impossible to deceive Wu Tian.

"Your illusion is very good, but it's a pity that you met me!"

Wu Tian turned around abruptly, and punched out with a punch. The blood splashed directly behind him. At this time, he just hit the chest of a flesh and blood body. It can be seen that the flesh and blood of that part was sunken at this time. You can also see the other party's unbelievable expression.

And this person is Fanzu, his mind was blank, he just didn't react at all.

In fact, his illusion is to completely reverse the attack of two people, and it can also shorten the spatial focal length, that is to say, standing in front may be very far away.

To stand behind is to stand in front.

Some order rules are reversed, but this can only be done after reaching the realm of drinking.

"How is it possible, how could you find out where I am!"

Fanzu's face was ferocious, and he vomited blood again and again. His internal organs were almost broken by the punch just now, and he was very unbalanced at this time.

Just now, Wu Tian was regarded as a very good opponent, but after making a few shots, he realized that the gap was not so big.

At this time, Fan Zu also had an unprecedented feeling, that is, there was a sense of oppression in front of Wu Tian.

For Fanzu, this is a shame. In the past, he was a genius who walked alone and swept away invincible. Among his disciples, he was already infinitely close to invincible.

And he and Jian Zu are the most outstanding leader and the strongest representative of Yuhe Sect, and they are arranged to fight against other sects every year.

And they are undoubtedly outstanding, they can win every year, attracting everyone's attention, they are the most dazzling arrogance of the Yuhe Sect and even the land of Qingzhou.

But just now, he was completely smashed by Wu Tian.

At this time, Fan Zu was not excited anymore, but angry, furious, in his chest, or in his mind, from head to toe, full of anger, as if his whole body was about to burn.

And the only one who made him lose his composure was this unknown kid.

"Which sect disciple are you, why have I never heard of you?"

Fanzu's murderous intent boiled over. At this time, he already had the intention to kill. The disciples who were better than him made him feel that his position in the sect was in jeopardy. He was afraid of losing everything, so he wanted to let Wu Tian die here.

Talking so much nonsense now is completely delaying the recovery of his physical body with Wu Tian.

Of course Wu Tian could see that he was procrastinating at this time, and he was not in a hurry to act, saying: "I'm not from the land of Qingzhou!"

Hearing these words, Fanzu couldn't contain his murderous intent, he was overjoyed, as long as he was from the land of Qingzhou, it would be fine, as long as Wu Tian was killed, then the secrets on his body or those magic weapons belonged to him. His.

It's not like Fan Zu didn't do such a thing before, usually after doing it, he would search people quickly, and as for the last corpse, he would destroy it, destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, and there would be no proof of death.

Even if someone came to find him, with Yu Hezong present, those people would have nothing to do.

After he became stronger through cultivation, those people could only dispel that thought.

?You are not from Qingzhou, so are you? "

At this time, Fan Zu was still wasting his lips and talking, just to delay time, he thought it was Wu Tian who was a pure and kind person, so he didn't take precautions now, and wasting time here by his company.

Wu Tiandao: "I'm not from Zhongzhou either!"

At this time, Fan Zu had almost recovered, and he still asked: "Then you are?"

Pretending to be like I'm interested in you.

Wu Tian just said indifferently: "If you can follow my trick, I will tell you who I am!"

Fanzu's eyes flickered for a moment, and he agreed by default, and he became more vigilant at this time.

I know Wu Tian's methods are powerful.

"Boy, I didn't understand you just now, and now you still want to hurt me, it's just infatuation"

But this time, Fan Zu hadn't finished speaking, and he was horrified to find that there was a black spot in front of him that was expanding rapidly, which was a fist.

Wu Tian threw a punch without saying a word, and he probably didn't expect to make a sudden attack. Fan Zu, who was caught off guard, was directly hit on the bridge of the nose by a punch.

Fanzu's whole body was thrown into the ground.

The monks like Jiu'er and Xiaoshuang upstairs, and the monks like Wang Jiangxue were all stunned. Isn't this too easy?
They were sent flying with one punch, and for a moment they thought that what they saw was an illusion.

But reason is telling them that this is not an illusion.

A monk in the Dao realm was directly sent flying with a single punch, and it was pure physical strength.

But such a thing, they have never heard of it before, and they have never seen it.

Jiantian, this is the first time I saw it here at Wu Tian.

Fan Zu who fell into the ground was furious, the bridge of his nose was smashed, his handsome face became grim, and he roared angrily: "You are courting death!"

Then the whole person rushed up again, and he punched it out.

Wu Tian didn't dodge or dodge, and directly punched him.

What will happen to this blow?

Just as this thought flashed through the minds of those monks, a scream erupted from Fanzu's mouth.

Fan Zu's arm was even more bent, and his whole body was sent flying out again.

"You broke one of my hands, you have to die!"

Fanzu rushed forward again, very tenacious this time, he felt humiliated.

In front of hundreds of millions of immortal cultivators in Qingzhou who were abused like this, his body was shattered and his lungs exploded. Of course, he couldn't bear this kind of thing.

At this time, Fan Zu was much crazier than before, and even used his own blood essence at this time, burning his own blood essence, and raising his cultivation to a higher level.

But it is only the time to keep a stick of incense.

"Death to me!"

At this time, Fanzu's aura is more than ten times stronger than before, and it is even crazier at this time, rushing forward to kill Wu Tian.

But how could Wu Tian be killed easily.

Wu Tian still didn't dodge or dodge, he just punched him out, but this time he just kicked Fan Zu back a few steps.

Zhen Tian Ding!
At this time, Fanzu took out a blue furnace with a large bowl mouth, with ancient patterns on it, surrounded by four dragons, exuding a divine aura.

But that breath is undoubtedly terrifying to those monks who are big enough.

They were all so frightened that they could not speak at this moment, and their bodies trembled at this moment.

It was terrifying, that kind of oppression was stronger than before, this time it was still the same as before, many monks benefited, but at the same time many monks died because of it.

More monks died.

"I want to refine you!"

Fanzu roared angrily, his furnace cauldron flew out, and gradually became bigger in the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

And the breath is getting more and more terrifying, and even some voids are about to split at any time, as if there are traces of cracks.

(End of this chapter)