"You are the monster, and your whole family are monsters!"
Lu Chen laughed and made moves, continuing to fight with Fan Dang.
Lu Chen knew very well that the fight with Fan Dang was still inconclusive. The strength of the two sides was equal, and no one could win the other.
But Lu Chen has a super advantage, as long as his body is not directly blown by Fan Dang, he can quickly recover from multiple injuries if he drinks a drop of spirit spirit essence liquid.
But Fan Dang didn't have any magic water to use, he could only drink healing pills for injuries, and the healing pills didn't work so quickly, so he would definitely suffer from a long fight with Lu Chen.
Therefore, Lu Chen planned to fight Fan Dang for three days and three nights. He had two catties of divine water in his hand, so what was he afraid of? It would grind Fan Dang to death.
At the level of Lu Chen and Fan Dang, the speed of fighting was very fast. In the blink of an eye, the two sides fought hundreds of rounds, each of which hit the opponent with a palm, and both were injured.
Fan Dang quickly swallowed the healing pill, and his injury improved slightly.
Lu Chen also quickly drank the divine water, and his injury healed instantly.
The degree of recovery from the injuries of the two, who is stronger and who is weaker, will be judged by points!
"Hold the grass, this little bastard actually has a powerful recovery potion, my condition has dropped, if I continue to fight with him, I must be the one who dies in the end!"
Fan Dang was panting slightly, his face was livid, knowing that it would be bad for him to continue the fight, so he rolled his eyes and aimed at the bright moon thousands of feet away, and he had an idea in his heart.
Fan Dang circulated his true energy, and quietly poured it into his left hand, but his right hand raised his sword and slashed at Lu Chen, "Eat my sword!"
"Tiantian hand!"
Seeing that the sword was not strong enough, Lu Chen grabbed it with one hand, just in time to hold the long sword in his hand.
Snapped!
With a hard pinch, the long sword was crushed directly.
"No, this is a false move!"
The sword power was too weak, so Lu Chen understood it in an instant, and hurriedly retreated.
But Fan Dang's back hand had already reached, and he slapped out his left palm. The power of his palm was like overwhelming mountains and seas. Wherever he went, the space exploded, the void shattered, and the power of his palm locked on Lu Chen.
Seeing that he was locked, Lu Chen knew that he couldn't retreat any more, so he had to slap his hand in haste and resisted vigorously.
boom!
Fan Dang slammed down Lu Chen's palm strength, not only hurt Lu Chen, but also sent Lu Chen flying thousands of feet away.
After that, Fan Dang didn't care whether Lu Chen was alive or dead, he immediately turned around and ran towards Mingyue. He had to grab Lu Chen's woman and blackmail Lu Chen!
Otherwise, if you keep fighting with Lu Chen like this, you will definitely be grinded to death by Lu Chen.
"This guy really came to this move!"
Lu Chen drank a drop of divine water, and immediately started chasing after him with Yuguangbu, and shouted at Wan Yan, "Stop Fan Dang!"
Over there, Wan Yan had already pulled Wang Lue and dozens of disciples from the three sects who were in the half-step God Realm to block Fan Dang's way!
"Everyone get ready!"
Wan Yan let out a loud roar, Wang Lue and dozens of half-step disciples of the god-refining realm immediately circulated their true energy, ready to fight!
"Wang Lue, is the fellow of Wuliangzong going to attack me?"
Fan Dang saw that Wan Yan and the others were already prepared, so he couldn't help saying angrily.
"Your mind is not right, you have become demon, we will never recognize you as a fellow of Wuliangzong!"
Wang Lue roared angrily.
"Then you all go to hell!"
With his unhealed injuries on his body, Fan Dang circulated all his true energy, and with both palms out, he swept away everyone with a huge palm force.
"Joint attack!"
Led by Wan Yan and Wang Lue, dozens of disciples in the half-step God Refining Realm raised their palms together, struggling to resist Fan Dang's terrifying palm power.
boom!
The two forces swept out and shook together, making a loud noise that shook the sky.
Wan Yan and dozens of people were instantly sent flying.
Fan Dang was not much better, and was also blown away.
And at the place where the two forces collided, a huge deep pit was blasted out. The surrounding area of the deep pit was hundreds of feet, the grass and trees were ashes, the sand and stones were broken, and the living beings were burnt!
Fortunately, Wan Yan and the others moved forward a thousand feet away, away from the crowd, otherwise the aftermath of the battle would hit, and I don't know how many people would suffer.
It's just that Wan Yan's people were all injured by the shock, and almost no one could stand up, unable to resist another blow.
"Who else can stop me?"
Fan Dang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were cruel and annoyed.
It is unacceptable that Wan Yan and the others teamed up to injure him.
If he hadn't been fighting with Lu Chen for so long, consumed too much real energy, was still injured, and his condition plummeted, how could he be injured by those ants?
Under normal circumstances, no matter how many half-step god refining realms attack him, they will not be able to move him in the slightest.
"I!"
A cold drink came from behind.
Fan Dang turned his head and saw that Lu Chen had arrived, he couldn't help being stunned: "Damn, are you in the Immortal Realm or the Realm of Refining God? Are you so fast?"
Lu Chen didn't say much to Fan Dang, and immediately overtook Fan Dang, ran to the front, and blocked Fan Dang's way.
"You can't stop me!"
Fan Dang sneered.
"Then let's try!"
Lu Chen responded coldly, and there was an extra long knife in his hand.
The green scale knife is broken, this long knife is just a spare, it is not a sacred knife, but a long knife of the pseudo ancestor level.
Feilong made quite a few long knives like this for the Zealot Legion. Lu Chen took one and threw it in the space ring, never thinking that he would really use it.
The quality of this long knife is far from that of the Qinglin long knife, whether it can withstand the third knife of Zhantian is another matter.
Now that the situation is urgent, Lu Chen has to use it no matter what kind of knife it is.
From Fan Dang's appearance, he didn't want to continue fighting with Lu Chen, but wanted to catch Mingyue and threaten him. Since Lu Chen was in place, it would be very difficult for him to succeed.
But another bigger problem came, as long as Fan Dang ran into the crowd, with Lu Chen's current combat power, he would absolutely be unable to stop him.
At that time, even if Fan Dang didn't kill anyone, few people could bear the aftermath of the fight with Lu Chen, so many people would die.
Lu Chen must give up Fan Dang's fight with Fan Dang, use Zhan Tian as soon as possible, and finish Fan Dang with one blow!
"Long knife!"
Fan Dang's eyes flickered for a moment, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.
He was once defeated by Lu Chen, and he knew that Lu Chen's strongest skill was the long sword combat skill. Now that Lu Chen has mastered the sword, that is to say, he has used his ultimate move!
"You want to make a big move, right? Then I'll make a big move too. Let's fight to the death!"
There was another sword in Fan Dang's hand. That sword had a vicissitudes of life, and he knew it was an ancestor weapon at a glance.
Fan Dang waved his sword, and raised a sword light, which surrounded his body with brilliance and brilliance.
Afterwards, Fan Dang swung countless swords and raised countless sword lights, forming a mass of sword flowers, which shone brightly and dazzled the sun.
"kill!"
Suddenly, with a wave of Fan Dang's long sword, the ball of sword flowers came out of the sword and rolled towards Lu Chen.
The sword flower exploded continuously, smashing the space and cutting the void. Wherever it went, the earth could not bear the pressure and collapsed one after another.
Lu Chen had already grasped the long saber tightly in both hands, and raised it high, the aura of the saber shot straight into the sky, shattering the clouds in all directions, trying to cut the sky.
"Zhantian, the third knife!"
