"dumb……"

After a large number of feathers entered the tornado, the creature at Xiutao's feet opened its mouth wide and let out a very penetrating cry.

At the same time, its eyes bloomed with light.

"Whoosh!"

Fang Yu immediately felt that the tornado ahead had an extremely terrifying suction force!

Everything within a radius of one kilometer is flying towards the tornado!

The gravel, soil, and even a leaf... all turned into garbage the moment they came into contact with the outside of the tornado.

This suction force... was so strong that the air pressure in the entire space was so low that it almost collapsed.

Fang Yu was heading towards the tornado uncontrollably.

"go!"

At this time, Xiutao shouted loudly.

"boom!"

The next moment, the tornado... started to move!

While Fang Yu was slowly approaching the tornado, the tornado rushed towards Fang Yu at an even faster speed!

The closer the distance, the greater the suction power!

At the same time, you can also feel the terrifying destructive power contained in this tornado.

Fang Yu's body flashed with golden light, his true energy exploded, and he forcibly retreated towards the back.

But this is not very efficient.

Fang Yu's energy loss was like a flood bursting a bank, but the speed was not faster than a tornado.

"Boom..."

The tornado is approaching Fang Yu rapidly.

Fang Yu thought for a moment, raised his right palm and pointed it at the tornado in front of him.

"The Tyrant Palm."

Violent Qi spurted out from his right palm.

The true energy directly hit the outside of the tornado.

"boom!"

There was a deafening explosion.

The entire tornado was shaking, and there were even faint signs of collapsing.

But it still did not collapse and quickly returned to its original shape.

At this time, Fang Yu had already used the recoil of the Tyrant Palm to put a certain distance away from the tornado.

"Boom..."

The tornado rushed towards Fang Yu again.

This time, Fang Yu raised his palms.

"Double Tyrant Palm... I don't know if I can use it." Fang Yu thought to himself.

The technique of Tyrant Palm is simple and crude. It extracts most of the true energy from the body in a very short period of time, compresses it and blasts it out.

Generally, no matter how high the cultivation level of a monk is, after using a palm, he will feel a burst of collapse.

Fang Yu used the Tyrant Palm very easily.

But using two palms at a time... this was also his first time trying it.

If the true energy is drained out all at once, even if there is a steady supply of energy later, some permanent damage will be done to the monk's physical body.

"Just take this opportunity to see how much energy you can release at once."

Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly and he recited the magic formula.

"boom!"

The majestic true energy condensed on Fang Yu's palms.

At this moment, it was like another tornado of the same size appeared, and the space was shaking.
Chapter completed!