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In the storm, the tyrannical wind essence is filled, and under the swing of the elemental sword, it forms an indestructible cutting force, and it will be chopped into pieces if it touches it. (..No pop-up window to read)

Feng Chenzi's pace was slow, but he approached suddenly, Yuan Futu's pupils widened, with a sense of life-threatening danger, and immediately urged the Gale Seal to teleport to a place thirty feet away, which was already the largest range of the Xiantian Lingbao. But when he raised his head again, he could still see Feng Chenzi's cold face.

"Can you actually follow in my footsteps?!"

Yuan Futu was startled, but the opponent cultivated the element of wind, which has a unique advantage in speed, and it is reasonable to display a movement technique comparable to the Gale Seal.

Back again!

Yuan Futu crazily activated the Gale Seal while supporting the Dharma of Heaven and Earth. His figure shuttled through the void like lightning, leaving behind blurred afterimages. However, behind every blurred afterimage, Feng Chenzi followed like a shadow. Follow, and the distance is constantly getting closer.

"I'm going to be overtaken!" Xiao Nan snorted, and was about to jump up. Gong Yangjue put his hand on his shoulder and said, "No, this storm is too powerful, so just rush up like this. I'm afraid that the flesh will be crushed inside."

Xiao Nan's face was flushed. To be honest, when he was dealing with Gong Liangqing, his true energy was almost exhausted. Intervening in the battle in his current state is tantamount to sending him to death.

The two figures gradually drew closer, and in the next moment, Feng Chenzi had appeared about seven steps behind Yuan Futu, and with his fingers pointing like swords, the storm made a loud rumbling sound, and pressed down like a mountain, instantly Blocked all of Yuan Futu's escape routes.

Facing the terrifying elemental storm, Yuan Futu, who had no way to retreat, roared loudly, and the God of Death immediately raised the scythe horizontally to block it.

hum!

There was a violent friction sound, the God of Death seemed to be crushed by a millstone of hundreds of millions of catties, the elemental body made of chaotic essence suddenly trembled, and the center of the huge sickle was slightly bent inwards, one can imagine this How powerful is the power of Pluto's wrath.

Yuan Futu resisted with all his strength, only felt that the true energy in the golden core was burning crazily, the speed of this kind of consumption was far beyond his imagination, if it goes on like this, it might not be able to last for a while.

There was a sneer at the corner of Feng Chenzi's mouth, but he didn't expect to be forced to such an extent by the early Tianmang cultivator in front of him, so under this sneer, there was a wave of anger hidden.

The fingertips kept moving forward, and the power of Pluto's Wrath was also rising. It could be seen that Fengchenzi, who had reached the peak of Tianmang, had a reserve of true essence in his golden core that far exceeded Yuan Futu's, but even so, he did not The expected devastating effect was achieved, because the god of sin and death was still struggling to resist, supporting the power of the storm with that weird black sickle in front of him.

"Although Pluto has the upper hand at this moment, this guy's realm is only at the early stage of Tianmang, and the dharma form I condensed at this time is hundreds of times weaker than this golden skeleton. Could it be that his dharma form has surpassed the heavenly level? Is it?"

Feng Chenzi still couldn't suppress the shock in his heart, just imagine if Yuan Futu reached the same level as Feng Chenzi, then Pluto confronted the God of Death, the end would be terrible.

Thinking of this, Feng Chenzi seemed to have foreseen what kind of terrifying existence Yuan Futu would become in the future, so the murderous intent between his brows was even stronger, intending to put him to death no matter what.

boom!

Yuan Futu's feet stepped on the gravel bricks and sank deeply into the ground, directly below his knees. Facing this elemental storm at such a close distance, he felt as if his whole body was about to be cut apart, and even his face was bruised. A series of extremely thin wounds appeared, and blood flowed down the crack.

"You won't last long, and I'm just getting started."

Fengchenzi's fingertips kept pressing down, and the Pluto holding the eight-handled elemental sword spun more and more violently, and the power was increasing exponentially, and a large piece of chaotic matter on the god of death was crushed.

It used to be an ancient god and demon, and I'm afraid it would never have imagined that it would be so embarrassingly persecuted by a heavenly figure of the Tianmang period in a million years.

"The suzerain can't hold it anymore, let's do it!"

Wangcannian sacrificed the flying sword and displayed the "Yanling Sword Art", bursts of flames burst out in the void, wrapped around the edge of the sword and stabbed forward.

At the same time, all the sword masters and sect disciples tried their best to stop Feng Chenzi, even if it was only for a moment, so that Yuan Futu had no chance to breathe.

Facing the huge offensive coming from behind, Feng Chenzi didn't move, he didn't even turn his body, he just glanced at it with disdain, in the state where the wrath of Hades was unfolding, any attack would have no effect, because except Xiaonan, no one has reached the Tianmang state, and Xiaonan is not a threat to him at all at this time.

But at this moment, the whole world suddenly became dark, like the polar night descending.

Feng Chenzi frowned fiercely, and he noticed something strange, because the sky was so strangely dark, as if the rays of light falling from the sky had been swallowed up.

In this dark space, a strange force made him feel uneasy, and even a trace of fear emerged.

"Dark elements!"

Feng Chenzi murmured, then raised his head, but his closed eyelids suddenly opened, and his two eyes fixed on the sword of darkness floating in the sky.

It is because of the appearance of this sword that the heaven and earth have lost their luster.

"unwise."

Feng Chenzi suddenly said these two words.

bass!

The dark sword shot down suddenly, drawing a stroke like thick ink on the blue sky, and came to Feng Chenzi in the blink of an eye.

Feng Chenzi formed a dharma seal on his chest, and Pluto's Wrath immediately reversed direction and met the dark sword.

Bang!

In an instant, the God of Death collapsed, and Yuan Futu obviously couldn't last long, he stumbled back two steps, and then noticed the sword of darkness falling from the sky, and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Nangong Qiushui!"

The wrath of Hades collided head-on with the sword of darkness, Feng Chenzi's figure trembled suddenly, his feet sank three inches into the ground with a bang, and the form of Hades also stopped, four of the eight elemental swords he held were All shattered.

But that sword of darkness withered piece by piece, turning into countless scorched black dead leaves that filled the void messily, and then began to gather into a charming figure.