Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

With a muffled sound of "bang", the thick ice wall had no resistance and suddenly shattered, with pieces of ice flying everywhere.

But it has to be said that Wu Fan was also blocked by the ice wall and was unable to get close with a single blow.

"What, you are actually a physical practitioner?"

The uncle's face changed when he saw this, and the look of surprise in his eyes became more intense. However, as soon as he finished speaking, he did not hesitate and immediately retreated quickly to the rear.

However, at this moment, a golden light suddenly enveloped him, causing his flight speed to be greatly reduced.

At this time, Uncle Gonghu was really shocked, because he felt like he was carrying a huge mountain on his back at this moment, which caused his speed to be reduced by more than 30%. To be honest, he had never seen such a weird magical power.

But now it was too late to think too much, because he saw that Wu Fan had already settled in again.

So when he panicked, he immediately condensed a big ice ball about ten feet around his body, covering himself tightly. Then he quickly took out a few talismans and patted them on his body, forming several layers of defensive light curtains. Only then did he I felt relieved.

Because he knows that now in terms of speed, he is far behind the opponent. For the current plan, he can only try his best to defend. After all, the opponent is a physical practitioner, and close combat is his strength.

"When did I say that I am not a physical practitioner?"

Wu Fan smiled slightly when he heard the words, then he rubbed his hands suddenly, and suddenly there was a loud crackling sound, and a large number of golden arcs shot out, and soon the huge ice ball was wrapped in it, forming a ten-foot-long thunder ball. .

It was obvious that Wu Fan wanted to catch a turtle in a jar.

Then I saw him raise his right fist and punch the ice ball hard.

There were muffled sounds, and soon the surface of the ice ball was covered with cracks. In less than two breaths, it suddenly shattered.

At this moment, the male uncle has been exposed in front of his eyes.

Wu Fan, on the other hand, let out a strange laugh, and came to his side in a flash, punching out like lightning, constantly hitting the defensive light screen on his body, giving the opponent almost no time to react.

A dull sound like raindrops came out, and the several layers of light curtains outside Gonghu Bozhou trembled wildly, and then the layers of light curtains shattered one after another, and only the last two layers were left.

Looking at it now, Uncle Gonghu has fallen into a passive position. If there is no way for him to escape, then defeat will only be a matter of time.

At this moment, the public servant also knew this, but after he looked at the thunder and lightning net on the outside, his intention to escape immediately disappeared.

Now he was secretly anxious, and his face was extremely ugly. He really didn't expect that the other party was just an early Yuanying monk, but his strength was so terrifying, even more powerful than the legend.

However, he naturally would not admit defeat. After all, this was related to the reputation of the sect. If he failed, he would not be able to hold his head high in front of the world in the future.

So he looked solemnly and flipped his palms quickly. A large amount of frost immediately gathered above his head, and soon a three-foot-long ice dragon formed. It shook its head and tail and flew straight to Wu Fan below.

But at this time, Wu Fan was unmoved. He didn't even look at the ice dragon and was still fighting against the two layers of light curtains.

However, a purple firebird suddenly flew out of his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and in a flash, it also turned into a giant three-foot-long figure. Looking from a distance, the firebird was vivid and lifelike.

Then the bird raised its head to the sky and chirped, then flapped its wings fiercely and immediately collided with the ice dragon.

There was no surprise at all. How could the ice dragon be the opponent of Tianluo Jihuo? It was instantly reduced to nothing by the raging fire.

"Is this, is this the spiritual flame of heaven and earth that has given birth to spiritual wisdom?"

Seeing this scene, the uncle's eyes showed disbelief, and he couldn't help but let out a low drink. At this time, he finally knew what the purple flame that appeared on Wu Fan's body was.

Of course, he also knew that since the opponent had this spiritual flame, almost most of his Xuan Shuang Sect's magical powers would be restrained. It was obviously impossible to win with magic.

Nowadays, all we can do is use magic weapons and other items to face the enemy, but regarding this, Gong Hubo is secretly depressed, because there are also many magic weapons on the opponent's side, and each one is extremely powerful, so he has no advantage at all.

Just when Uncle Gonghu lost his mind, the last two layers of defensive light curtain finally shattered. At the same time, Wu Fan's huge fist also hit him head on.

When the uncle saw this, he didn't dare to neglect anything. He opened his mouth in a hurry, and saw a long ice sword suddenly blurted out and struck Wu Fan with his fist.

You must know that this is his natal magic weapon. Even if Wu Fan is a famous physical practitioner, he will never dare to meet its edge.

But at this moment, Wu Fan had an evil smile on his face, and his body swayed, turning into an arc of electricity and disappearing. In an instant, he reappeared from behind the uncle, and at the same time he raised his fist to strike again.

After all, Uncle Gonghu was a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so his reaction speed was naturally very fast. He tried his best to turn his body to the side and narrowly escaped the blow. However, at this time, Wu Fan's next punch followed closely, almost knocking him out. There is no way to avoid it.

But at this critical moment, the ice sword had already circled behind him and struck straight at Wu Fan with a flash of cold light.

Uncle Gonghu thought that the opponent would definitely retreat, but what he never expected was that a golden flying sword suddenly emerged from the void and hit the ice sword.

Suddenly, both of them were jumped out at the same time.

Now the uncle of the public household had no one to rely on, so he could only try his best to lean to the side again.

But in the end, he was still a step too late. Although he avoided the vital point, he was hit hard by a punch on the left shoulder.

Suddenly, a huge pain swept through his body, making Gong Hubo grin. He even heard the sound of bones breaking.

You know, if he hadn't stretched out his protective qi in time at the last moment, I'm afraid that just this punch would have smashed his shoulder and left arm together.

But this is not over yet. Wu Fan looked determined to seriously injure the other party. After a chuckle, he punched his head again.

"No more fighting, no more fighting, Brother Wu's magical powers are really amazing, this competition ends here."

Seeing this scene, Gong Hubo hurriedly waved his hand and shouted, so he was also single, and actually withdrew his protective qi, and did not dodge the oncoming fist. He just stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Wu Fan. He bet that the other party would not dare to take his life.

And what he said was also very skillful. He first complimented Wu Fan, but did not admit that he was defeated. Obviously, he didn't want this matter to spread.

However, the next moment, panic appeared in his eyes, because Wu Fan had no intention of stopping, and his fist was still coming forward quickly.

But it was too late for Gong Hubo to dodge at this time. If he was really hit by this punch, his head would definitely be smashed to pieces.

Seeing this scene, Gong Hubo was so scared that his soul flew away, and subconsciously wanted to abandon his physical body and escape from the Nascent Soul. However, just when he wanted to take action, he saw that the fist less than an inch away from his eyes stopped. Although a strong gust of wind was coming towards him, he felt relieved in his heart and secretly thanked his luck.

However, at this time, his forehead was covered with sweat and his heart was beating wildly.