Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

After hearing this, Ling'er just nodded and said nothing, but she looked at the old man Xiahou and suddenly laughed. Then, without saying anything, she flashed and rushed over there in an instant, without waiting for Wu Fan to give orders.

When Wu Fan saw this scene, his face turned black. Then he nodded to Dong Zhuojun and quickly turned into a residual shadow and flew over there. From then on, he was also ready for close combat.

After Dong Zhuojun received the instructions, he did not delay any more. He saw him pinch his fingers with one hand, and then pointed at the blue flying sword above his head. At this moment, the flying sword trembled all over, and instantly shot towards the old man Xiahou with a bright light.

But he stayed where he was, and had no intention of rushing up. Of course, this was also what Wu Fan had told him before, because he was not a physical cultivator, and he did not have the amazing defense of the monster. For him, staying at the back and attacking from a distance was the best choice.

At the same time, the scenes here were all seen by the old man Xiahou, and at this moment, his face became more and more ugly, and he couldn't help sighing while his eyes were shaking.

Of course, although he knew that he was in a weak position, he had no intention of giving up. After all, he was a person who had lived for hundreds of years, and he was also a very famous person overseas. He had experienced many hardships in his life, and his psychological quality was still very high.

I saw a cold light flash in his eyes, and suddenly he shouted in a low voice, and the attack he launched instantly became fierce, and powerful spells were issued one after another, and he looked like he didn't care about consuming true energy.

But even if his attack became fierce, he could only do comprehensive defense and couldn't break out of the siege, especially when Dong Zhuojun's life magic weapon got involved.

At this moment, Ling'er had disappeared, and no one knew where he was hiding. You know, it has been practicing the Heavenly Ghost Qi Gathering Technique for so many years. Now if it wants to hide well, even a late Jindan cultivator can't easily find it.

But then again, normally it is difficult for human magic and magical powers to be cultivated by monsters, but the Heavenly Ghost Qi Condensation Technique is different.

When Wu Fan got this technique, he knew that this technique needed to be cultivated with a spiritual grass called "Ghost Hiding Grass", and the method of cultivation was also very simple, just soak the body in the juice of this grass.

Although the process was a bit painful, it must be said that this magical power was indeed magical and unusual. Over the years, Wu Fan relied on this magical power to escape several times.

Therefore, over the years, Wu Fan has been forcing Ling'er to cultivate this magical power, and it has cultivated this invisible art to a very high level.

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As for Wu Fan, he was already holding the Heaven Shaking Hammer and came not far from the old man Xiahou. He smiled "hehe" and his figure disappeared instantly. When he appeared again, he had come behind this person, and then without saying a word, he swung the Heaven Shaking Hammer and smashed it on his head.

If this blow hit this person, even if he was a late Jindan cultivator, he would not be able to avoid death.

But how could the old man Xiahou give Wu Fan a chance to kill him? When he found that the other party had disappeared, he immediately took precautions and quickly released his spiritual sense to scan the surroundings.

Soon, when he sensed that there was an abnormal fluctuation in the space behind him, he immediately staggered his body, and at the same time, he put two fingers of his right hand together and suddenly flicked backwards. A three-foot-long sword light immediately appeared at his fingertips, and followed his arm and slashed backwards in an instant.

With a loud bang, the old man Xiahou was immediately hit and retreated a few steps. When he stood firm, he hurriedly raised his head and looked forward, and at the same time, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Because he didn't expect that the other party was just an early cultivator, but he actually practiced the body refining technique so well. You know, just with his attack just now, even if a mid-Jindan cultivator resisted head-on, he would probably have died.

But the opponent only retreated a dozen steps and stood firmly. Although the opponent blocked the attack with the giant hammer, it was incredible.

At this moment, Wu Fan on the opposite side was also surprised. So far, this was the second time he had taken this man's attack head-on, and this time he was fully prepared and used the Heavenly Demon Tyrant Body Art to the best state, but he was still knocked out several feet away. It must be said that the old man's strength is indeed very strong.

"Boy, you really surprised me, but I am very confused about something now. Are you really a casual cultivator?"

The old man Xiahou frowned. Although he asked this, he didn't believe that Wu Fan was really a casual cultivator. You know, real casual cultivators generally don't have the ability to kill people across levels, because they can't get high-level skills and can't learn powerful magical powers. Therefore, they will definitely not be as powerful as people from big sects.

Of course, this is not absolute. In fact, some independent cultivators who have had opportunities are no worse than those of the big sects, or even stronger. However, such independent cultivators are rare, so the old man Xiahou asked this question.

"Haha, fellow Daoist, you are worrying too much. I am not afraid to tell you that I am indeed an independent cultivator, so you don't have to worry too much. Just come and kill me. It's just...! Hehe, I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

Wu Fan saw that the other party had the leisure to talk while desperately defending, and he couldn't help laughing. He was also not in a hurry, and replied slowly.

But when he finished speaking, he didn't move, and even the smile on his face seemed to be frozen. He just looked at the old man Xiahou and smiled without saying anything, and didn't do anything else.

After seeing this, the old man Xiahou looked even uglier. He thought that Wu Fan was deliberately provoking his majesty, so he didn't say anything more. After taking the time to block Dong Zhuojun's flying sword and the puppet diamond ring, he waved his arm, and a three-foot-long sword light flew out of his hand and attacked Wu Fan who was standing still.

But at this moment, the old man Xiahou couldn't help frowning, and was extremely surprised in his heart, because he found that the other party was still motionless and had no intention of dodging or defending.

You know, if this sword energy attacks the other party, even if this person is a strong physical cultivator, it is impossible to block it easily. It can be said that at the least, he will be seriously injured, and at the worst, he will even die.

Seeing that the sword energy was getting closer and closer to the other party, but Wu Fan still seemed to have not seen it, the old man Xiahou couldn't help but slowly show a trace of joy in his eyes, and then the joy became bigger and bigger, and even his heart began to get excited.

Soon, the sword energy instantly pierced through Wu Fan's head, but at this moment, something happened that surprised old man Xiahou, because the imagined head exploding and blood splattering did not happen. The real scene was that Wu Fan's body was like a phantom, and the moment it came into contact with the sword energy, it shattered and disappeared.