Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 538 Fang Xuan's Strength

Holy prison.

The blue brick building was suddenly covered by a rising mist.

The green light curtain outside has disappeared, and even the dazzling sunlight is now completely blocked by the black mist.

"what happened?"

"What happened?"

"Is it the formation of the Immortal Clan?"

For a moment, everyone stopped what they were doing. Even though they were all high-level warriors, they all seemed a little helpless at this moment.

Only Yuan Chen and others knew what had happened in the Holy Prison. They were no longer hostile to the Jiuzhou warriors. They looked towards the Holy Prison one after another, with such solemn expressions on their faces that it seemed as if water was about to drip down.

"boom--!!!"

The fog did not last long. With a loud bang, this building that had stood for a thousand years for the Immortal Clan suddenly collapsed.

Almost in an instant.

Several figures flashed out from the black mist, and among them were several black lights, which crashed into the criss-crossing and twisted vines outside. Like falling stars, the solid vines were actually broken into pieces!

Shen Hanwen's pupils contracted violently.

Something is wrong!
Something is very wrong!
At this moment, although he was some distance away from the black fog, he felt his hairs standing on end. A feeling of horror rose from his heart, and all the hairs on his body were sending out danger signals.

This terrifying aura was even more frightening than when I first saw the ancestor. It was as if one had one foot on the edge of life and death.

The next moment, the black mist slowly fell.

In front of Yuan Chen, under the vines that had exploded, there were nine shriveled corpses scattered around.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Fang Xuan holding an ink-black sword in front of two huge stone pillars. The old man standing next to him was the ancestor of the Immortal Clan.

Both of them had very solemn expressions, and judging from the constantly fluctuating auras on their bodies, they must have just experienced an unimaginable battle.

"One thousand years, a full thousand years, Yuan Zhen, how are you?"

A powerful voice suddenly echoed in the completely collapsed building.

In the black mist, a figure slowly emerged, and then a man in a green shirt stepped out.

In an instant, everyone's pupils contracted.

The man took a step quietly, and the void around him began to ripple like waves.

After the man appeared, dozens of black lights flashed behind him and transformed into human figures, standing in the air behind the man.

These people all have fair skin, obviously they are all members of the Immortal Clan!

The ancestor of the Immortal Clan had an extremely solemn expression on his face. Seeing his former best friend again at such a close distance, he did not feel the slightest bit of joy in his heart.

"If there is a slight chance, I would rather you continue to be frozen in the altar of immortality." The ancestor of the immortal clan stared at the man from afar.

There was nostalgia, regret, anger and even a hint of fear in his words.

"Hahaha, a thousand years have passed, and your temper hasn't changed at all." The man suddenly laughed out loud, and then continued: "We discussed the truth together. Yuan Zhen, are you going to forget this sincere friendship?"

Hearing a hint of resentment in the man's words, everyone began to wonder who this man was!

Yuan Chen, Yuan Zaihou and a group of priests from the Immortal Clan all narrowed their eyes and looked very ugly.

They more or less knew something about the past of the ancestor.

The ancestor had a complicated look in his eyes, pursed his lips slightly, and said in a cold voice: "The sin of a thousand years will be repaid today!"

"Wang Yuling, take action!"

As he spoke, the old man took a slight step forward with his right foot and assumed a fighting stance.

Wang Yuling chuckled and shook his head, but his eyes slowly moved to Fang Xuan. His gaze, like a sharp sword, seemed to pierce Fang Xuan completely.

"He's been frozen for a thousand years. Although I want to kill him, I'm quite interested in him."

"Ling Mu, go and test his skills."

As the man was speaking, a man stepped out from behind him, with murderous intent suddenly pouring out from his scarlet eyes.

"Spirit of the spiritual tree!" Ling Mu took the lead and came into the air. A majestic light intertwined with black and green surged from his body. The branches below instantly converged, causing the surrounding ground to shake in an instant.

Then, the thick branches continued to twist and instantly turned into wooden dragons, which came towards Fang Xuan with great force, determined to crush him instantly!

When Ling Mu took action, he showed the strength of a ninth-grade martial master!

For a while.

The entire battlefield suddenly stopped, and many eyes were turned towards Fang Xuan.

Amidst countless frightened and shocked gazes, facing Ling Mu's attack, Fang Xuan took a step forward leisurely.

"pity."

He spoke calmly.

"You shouldn't be so close to me!"

Fang Xuan's words were very calm, so calm that they seemed to have nothing to do with this battle, and fell into Ling Mu's ears.

Although he had been imprisoned in the Holy Prison for a long time, Ling Mu was also familiar with the language of Jiuzhou. This sentence only made him slightly stunned, and for a moment he even felt a sneer in his heart.

but.

next moment.

Facing the attacking twisted wooden dragon.

Fang Xuan moved.

As the figure flashed, it was like a thunder exploding at the scene. The whole person left only a residual image in the space, and wherever he passed, a wave of air was left in the space.

boom--! ! !
There was a loud bang, which was the sonic boom produced by Fang Xuan's extreme speed.

Before the people arrive, the sound comes first.

It happened almost in an instant.

Fang Xuan's afterimage collided violently with the black and green wooden dragon. The wooden dragon was like a falling star and exploded into powder in an instant!

During this period, Fang Xuan only relied on his extremely fast body and did not even mobilize a trace of energy.

At this moment, many people's pupils contracted violently.

Ling Mu was even more clearly aware of a terrifying aura that made every hair on his body stand up.

This moment was like a terrifying feeling of walking between life and death. I didn't expect to feel it again when I broke through the Holy Prison.

"not good!"

Ling Mu's face changed drastically.

As a ninth-rank martial arts master, he quickly mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the black mist all over his body rose rapidly. As his strength increased, he could increasingly feel how terrible the destructive power contained in this attacking force was.

This power belongs to a ninth-grade martial master, but it far exceeds that of a ninth-grade martial master.

It’s not something Ling Mu can resist!

While hesitating, the wood's spiritual energy rapidly surged and transformed into countless lights and shadows, trying to stop Fang Xuan.

But facing Fang Xuan's extremely fast speed, he was obviously inferior.

After Fang Xuan smashed the wooden dragon that was resisting him with one punch, he quickly slashed with Mo Yuan in his hand without any mercy when approaching Ling Mu.

boom--! ! !
A dark sword light fell down fiercely.

The mobilized black barrier was instantly cut into a huge crack, and the nearby void was evenly cut.

After piercing through the barrier, the sword light was no longer blocked by anything and slashed towards Ling Mu with unparalleled power.

boom--! ! !
A blood mist gushed out.

The sword light slashed down directly from above Ling Mu's head, and his entire body was torn into pieces by the powerful sword light in an instant.

Minced meat and broken internal organs fell from the sky like heavy rain.

(End of this chapter)