Chapter 3583: Can't beat

Baili.
Eighty miles.
Fifty miles.
Thirty miles.
The eighth-floor cultivator of Immortal Venerable was extremely fast, and in a short moment, he had approached Wang Fan within twenty miles.
Bleeding light appeared in his eyes, his right hand was slowly raised, and a terrifying energy wave emerged. He screamed, "Go to death."
Boom.
Accompanied by the sound, in an instant, the fist burst into the air, and at lightning speed, he went straight to Wang Fan.
This distance is already within his attack range.
He believed that Wang Fan would definitely not be able to escape, he would definitely die.
Ahead, Wang Fan also felt a huge crisis, his eyelids couldn't help but a fierce jump, and then he held the sword in his right hand and slashed back.
"Excalibur third style."
The huge sword light broke through the air, setting off a power that was several times more terrifying than before, and directly slashed towards the fist light of the late immortal venerable.
The two sides collided, causing a terrible explosion in the air.
However, Wang Fan's third style of the sword did not completely block the opponent's fist.
In an instant, the sword light was shattered, and the fist light continued to blast towards Wang Fan.
fast!
It's so fast!
Rao is Wang Fan who has experienced many battles, but at this time, he has no time to react.
With a bang, the fist blasts heavily on his back, and in an instant, the flesh and blood splashed, and most of Wang Fan's bones were torn apart.
laugh!
Wang Fan opened his mouth and spouted a mouthful of blood, his face pale instantly.
At the same time, he also gritted his teeth and continued to rush towards the distance with the force of that impact.
Strong!
It is too strong.
The eighth floor of Xianzun and the seventh floor of Xianzun are not a concept at all.
The eighth-floor Immortal Venerable who chased him behind him was dozens of times more powerful than the two Huang Feng.
This is the third style of his Excalibur that weakened the power of the fist, otherwise, just this fist would probably kill him.
"Xianzun eighth floor, is it so strong?" Wang Fan sighed slightly, feeling a little unacceptable.
You know, when he killed Huang Feng, he didn't have such an exhausting effort.
In fact, Huang Feng and two of them, although their cultivation bases are on the seventh floor of Xianzun, they are not strong at all.
But the eighth-floor Immortal Venerable who pursued Wang Fan, otherwise, the opponent could be sent by the Chu Dynasty Alliance to kill Yuan Dao and his party, how could his strength be weak?
After all, if the strength is too weak, it is delivering food.
Even among the eighth-floor cultivators of the Immortal Venerable, this person is already a top-level figure, far from being comparable to those of Huang Feng, and far behind.
Although Wang Fan said that his talent was against the sky and his strength was strong, his cultivation only had the first level of Immortal Venerable.
On the first floor of the Xianzun, let alone kill the eighth floor of the Xianzun, if not killed by the opponent, it is already quite against the sky.
If it weren't for Wang Fan to be a body-refining cultivator, plus stepping into the tenth floor of the Immortal King, plus holding the ancient divine sword, I am afraid that the slain soul would have been destroyed.
"Not dead?" The eighth-layer Immortal Venerable looked at this scene, his face couldn't help but change slightly.
He unexpectedly failed to kill Wang Fan on the first floor of Immortal Venerable, how could this be possible?
However, he was unambiguous, and with a flash of figure, he had already pursued again, and at the same time he had begun to gain momentum.
Today, if he couldn't kill Wang Fan, he would really lose face.
No, losing face is a trivial matter. I'm afraid he will be held accountable even if he goes back alive.
You know, at this level, most cultivators have noticed that he is chasing Wang Fan.
If it can't be killed, how to explain it?
Wang Fan didn't think so much at all, he didn't even have time to swallow pills to heal his injuries.
At this moment, he was madly escaping while madly condensing Excalibur Fourth Form.
It's just that Wang Fan's Excalibur Fourth Form has not yet been condensed, and it has once again fallen into the opponent's attack range.
Wang Fan felt this scene, his face pale, he was almost desperate.
If I knew this, I shouldn't have done it.
He thought that he had killed Huang Feng and the other two Immortal Venerables on the seventh floor, even if he lost to the Immortal Venerable Eighth Floor, but he was absolutely sure to escape.
But now it looks like a big mistake.
Escape?
If no one comes to rescue him, I am afraid that he has not displayed the Fourth Clan of the Excalibur, he will be killed by a punch.
"The deity wants to see, you can bear a few punches!" As Wang Fan flees frantically, while frantically condensing the fourth style of the Excalibur, the eighth-layer immortal exclaimed angrily, and his aura became even stronger, once again A punch came out.
This time, the dazzling fist light was several times stronger than before.
The sharp fists shredded the space, and in just an instant, it had already blasted towards Wang Fan.
Wang Fan was shocked. He didn't care that the fourth form of the Excalibur hadn't been fully condensed, and desperately slashed back.
At the same time, he frantically shifted his display space and wanted to escape.
Boom.
However, before he escaped, his fist had already torn the sword and fell on him again.
Once again, countless blood mist sputtered from Wang Fan's body, which was directly blown into the sky like a meteorite.
His complexion was already pale as paper, and his faint breath was almost ignored.
"It's over, it's over."
Wang Fan thought to himself, feeling his head groggy and his consciousness almost disappearing.
This time, his injury was really too serious.
The eighth floor of Xianzun is really strong, far from what he can compare to now.
"Not dead yet?"
The eighth floor of the Immortal Venerable felt Wang Fan's breath, almost exploding.
This guy, after taking his two punches, is not dead yet?
Even if Jianmang had offset a large part of its power, the remaining power was enough to kill Wang Fan.
For a moment, the eighth-layer Qi of the Immortal Venerable didn't want to continue to threaten him. A more terrifying killing intent erupted from him, and he continued to chase Wang Fan.
However, this time, before he chased him within the attack range, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and appeared in front of him.
"You are on the eighth floor of the dignified Immortal Venerable, and you are chasing down my disciple on the first floor of the Immortal Venerable Wangyun Palace. Are you deceiving me and there is no one looking for the Cloud Palace?
The person who appeared yelled, and his figure flashed, and he had already appeared in front of him, and the huge palm prints slapped his body.
"You, you--" The eighth-layer face of the Immortal Venerable changed drastically, and he didn't expect that this person could break through and kill him.
This person is no one else, but the famous Yun Gong elder Liu Yuanyi who was besieged by them before.
Before Liu Yuanyi was besieged by ten people, he seemed a little weak.
But Wang Fan led the two away, and three more went to the spacecraft to deter Elder Hu. At this time, only five of the ten were left.
Ten people became five, and Liu Yuanyi's pressure was naturally reduced.
In addition, among the five people, there is no peak of Xianzun, let alone the peak of Xianzun, even the ninth floor of Xianzun.
Therefore, he quickly killed the opponent and freed his hands.
The huge palm prints were horizontal, one-on-one, how could the eighth-layer Immortal Venerable be Liu Yuanyi's opponent.
All his attacks and defenses were shot to pieces in an instant, and then he was shot into mud.
After Liu Yuanyi beheaded the eighth floor of the immortal venerable, he slapped it again in the air, killing the other person on the seventh floor of the immortal venerable who used elemental energy to block Wang Fan, and then he chased Wang Fan's position.
Speaking of it, he was saved by Wang Fan. Now that Wang Fan was hit by the eighth floor of Xianzun with two punches, he naturally wanted to see the situation.
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