Chapter 189 Yang Fan’s Choice

"He's crazy..."

This is Yang Fan's first reaction.

After experiencing a trip to the Ghost Corpse Mountain, Yang Fan understood how terrifying Hu Fei was after he went crazy.

When the taboo was pierced, Hu Fei had a ferocious face and a monkey figure, half squatting and half hunching, his hands were claw-shaped, and his pupils were blood red.

At this moment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around us was turbulent and uneasy, rushing towards Hu Fei like a tide,

In an instant, his body suddenly swelled, and a faint purple light film flashed on his body. He had been strengthened many times, and a primitive and barbaric aura came to his face, making people tremble.

Ao~~

Hu Fei stood up and let out a long roar to the sky. There seemed to be an invisible vortex in his body, and a violent wind blew around him, sweeping within dozens of feet.

Wushuang was in the violent and violent wind, with a strange look on his face, and his body involuntarily moved towards Hu Fei, with an invisible suction pulling him towards the center.

The suction was not aimed at his body, but his soul.

When the soul faces this suction force, the body is involuntarily pulled.

roar!

The blood in Hu Fei's eyes dissipated, and he roared, and his body jumped out like a monkey, punching Wushuang in the head like lightning.

Bang!

Wushuang turned into a white shadow, was knocked out, and fell into the mountain covered by rolling dust.

Yang Fan and King Yan, who were watching the battle in the distance, couldn't help but look shocked.

The situation of the battle changed so quickly. Soon after, Wushuang had an absolute advantage, but the next moment, Hu Fei went crazy and knocked him away with one punch, and his life and death were unknown.

After going crazy, Hu Fei's body was strengthened several times, and his strength could break through the mountain and split the monument. The power of that punch could probably kill martial artists of the level of King Yan in seconds.

Hu Fei stood there for a while, but the dust and smoke in the distance had not yet dissipated, and there was no sound inside.

"Can he be dead..." Yang Fan was secretly happy, but he felt a little regret and inexplicable pain in his heart.

Although Wushuang has a certain hostile relationship with him and may even threaten his life, Yang Fan still admires him from the bottom of his heart.

Be patient ~...

The huge battlefield was silent, leaving only Hu Fei's roaring voice.

Yang Fan stood a mile away, and when his spiritual sense extended, he was restrained by the primitive and barbaric terrifying aura, and his senses were greatly limited, and he could not see the reality and reality in the dust.

However, he felt that Hu Fei's body had been raised a little after his madness, and the biggest change was his physical strength. With his physical strength at this moment, even if he did not use his magical powers, he could compete with the strong men in the Foundation Establishment Stage with just a pair of iron fists.

After punching Wushuang, Hu Fei's eyes were bright and he stared at the dusty mountain, and his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

When Yang Fan saw this scene, he felt a sudden heart. It seemed that Wushuang was probably not dead.

Sure enough, a moment later, a slight cough came from the mountain: "Cough cough..."

Then, the dust gradually dissipated, revealing the real situation in that area.

"Ahem..."

Wushuang's body was sunk into her body, as if she was choking by dust, coughing constantly, blood was flowing from her head, and her face was a little pale.

Hu Fei walked towards him step by step, with a faint light of lightning flashing among the clouds, and the wind roaring around him, like an ancient war god.

With such power and fighting spirit, Hu Fei looked unparalleled and said a few words: "You...you lost!"

"Lost?" Wushuang was slightly stunned, with a strong sense of sarcasm on her face, as if she had heard the funnyest joke.

"Haha, the warm-up has just ended..." Wushuang said leisurely.

What? The warm-up ends?

Everyone on the field was shocked.

Could it be that the extremely fierce battle just now was really just a warm-up?

"You did not disappoint me. Next, I will use my real power..."

Wushuang's body shook, flashed out of the mountain, and floated in the air.

Without the help of flying swords and spells, he seemed to have no weight and was frozen in the air, giving people the illusion of looking up high.

The white dress was slightly shaken and it was spotless and drifted like snow.

"bring it on!"

Hu Fei waved his claws, and a purple edge shot towards Wushuang. A violent friction sound came from the air, and the speed was extremely shocking, and its power was enough to look down on the low-level monks.

Faced with this extremely rapid and extremely violent attack, Wushuang was calm and closed her eyes.

Swish-

The attack was right in front of me.

call!

Wushuang shook her body gently, avoiding this attack, and her body seemed to disappear out of thin air at that moment, and then appeared in front of her.

Bang!

The purple edge hit a huge rock not far away, and immediately made a blast, blowing into pieces.

"No..." Wushuang looked thoughtful, as if she was not satisfied with the attack that had avoided Hu Fei just now.

Yang Fan was watching the game from a distance and felt incredible. At that moment, Wushuang's body seemed to have disappeared, and then appeared in the same place again.

What a weird body movement this is?

Moreover, Yang Fan felt that this method seemed to be related to some of the mysteries in his Fairy Hong Jue.

Oh ~

Hu Fei roared continuously, his eyes locked in Wushuang. In a faintly, there was a layer of lilac light in his eyes, as if it could penetrate the space.

Whoosh!

Hu Fei stepped hard on the ground, his body shot out like a cannonball, and his hand was clawed, storming towards the area where Wushuang was. Several purple edges interlaced, blocking all the room for dodging.

Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, stretched out a finger, and gently stroked the area in front of him. A blue sword light flashed with mysterious glare, forming a clever arc, which actually hit the purple edges at the same time.

Swish!

After doing all this, Wushuang disappeared out of thin air again, and the next moment appeared ten feet away, like white feathers floating in the air, with a hint of chuckling on her face.

Yang Fan faintly caught a trace of green light passing through the void, and a strange color appeared in his eyes: "This...how is this like the wind escape technique?"

Escape technique is a spell that only powerful immortal cultivators can practice, and can achieve a nearly teleportation effect. Of course, it is only close to teleportation. When casting such spells, you can often catch some clues.

If you are just a powerful immortal cultivator, it would be fine if you know this kind of magic, but Wushuang's martial arts practitioners can possess similar magical powers, which is really beyond imagination.

Although martial arts practitioners have powerful combat power, they are far inferior to traditional immortal cultivators in terms of magical powers and magic, unless martial arts practitioners reach a very high level.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan couldn't help but recall what he said before at Xianhong Medical Center: "There is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the sky. I have touched a higher spiritual level..."

Obviously, Wushuang has a very high spiritual level. Although he is a martial artist, he actually uses his terrible insight to integrate some of the magic secrets of immortal cultivators into the martial artist's abilities. And Yang Fan's plaque is an opportunity to trigger Wushuang.

What kind of scene will it be when the martial arts practitioners understand the mystery of the magic of immortal cultivation and improve it?

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Wushuang's body flashed and appeared in the sky, mysterious and mysterious, like a god and demon in the void.

However, during the process of casting this kind of spell, Wushuang's power was also greatly lost. Yang Fan observed for a moment and found that Wushuang's expression was a little weak after casting it several times in a row. However, there was a little more relief on this man's face.

"Look at the fight!"

Wushuang paused and stopped dodging. He placed one hand behind his back, and the other hand drew mysterious arcs in front of him, blocking Hu Fei's attacks one by one.

Bang bang! Bang bang bang!

No matter how fast Hu Fei's attack was, Wushuang could easily resolve it, with a faint smile on his face.

"He beat Hu Fei with one hand..." King Yan said to Yang Fan, looking lingering in fear.

Yang Fan nodded and sighed inwardly: "How do I face such a powerful opponent?"

At this moment, his hands were clenched, almost trembling, and his nails were still scratching the flesh due to excessive force.

However, the wound was insignificant for Yang Fan and he recovered in an instant.

Wushuang used one hand to make a light statement, but her body only moved occasionally, but she was invincible.

Seeing this, Hu Fei rose into the air and rushed towards Wushuang directly.

"Good come." Wushuang shouted lightly, and there was a little joy on that extremely ordinary face, as if he was intoxicated by a certain realm.

call!

Hu Fei roared with his depressed terrifying aura, and also carried a light red thunder and fire, with an amazing momentum.

Wushuang took a light breath and slowly pointed out a finger.

Compared with Hu Fei's powerful power, Wushuang's finger looked so insignificant and lazy.

However, the moment the finger touched Hu Fei's claw, a sudden change occurred.

A sharp sword light suddenly burst out from his fingers, thin needles and threads, and sharp sword energy lingered around him.

Puff! Bang!

The needle-like sword light broke through Hu Fei's extremely terrifying skin as soon as he touched it, and a blood hole appeared in his palm.

However, the terrifying force that came immediately burst out, shaking Wushuang a distance.

Ao ~
To be continued...