Chapter 93: Self-immolation!

"Hehe, in my Duan Feng's eyes, what is impossible?"
Duan Feng sneered, controlling the still strong'Ten Thousand Swords', and quickly penetrated out.
"ended……"
After blinking, Wan Jian directly penetrated Fu Guan's body with a terrifying aura of destruction.
Time, space, and everything seemed to be still at that moment.
Countless monks watched this scene above the void, their faces full of disbelief.
Especially the monks of Aoshitang.
You know, that is their boss, whose strength is higher than that of the late Sword Sovereign, and is only one step away from the legendary Sword Saint Realm.
However, such a super strong was actually defeated by a boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old?
This……
"Puff!"
A big mouthful of blood spouted from Fu Guan's mouth.
At this time, Fu Guan had a large hole in the abdomen of his whole body, and the dilapidated internal organs could still be seen faintly.
If he were to be an ordinary person, his body would have been blasted with such a big hole, he would have already died.
However, Fu Guan didn't mean to fall away, except for his languor and pale face.
"This dead old man is a little bit beyond my expectation."
Duan Feng watched this scene, his heart was also appalled.
"Smelly bastard, I really underestimated you! But even if I die, I will definitely pull you up!"
Fu Guan stared bitterly at Duan Feng, wishing to swallow his life. In the next moment, a powerful aura surged out of his body again.
From a distance, it looks like the whole person is burning.
"Physical body?!"
Duan Feng's expression turned gloomy in an instant.
The physical body can acquire a powerful force several times higher than the body.
This kind of power is much stronger than self-detonation.
"Haha...I can bring a peerless arrogant back, the old man died without regrets!"
Fu Guan laughed wildly, and the next moment, he quickly ran away at Duan Feng.
His speed is so fast that he can't allow others to avoid it.
"Wipe, you die if you want to die, but don't drag me down!"
Duan Feng cursed angrily, his stature retreated sharply.
But he also knows that retreat is impossible to solve the problem.
Because Fu Guan was several times faster than him, it was only a matter of time before he could catch up.
"Puff! Puff!"
While retreating, Duan Feng's hands quickly showed two groups of different fires.
"Fusion!"
There was hardly any sluggishness, Duan Feng directly integrated them.
"Haha, I still want to use this trick. It seems that you are really at the point where you are really poor."
Fu Guan laughed contemptuously.
Although Duan Feng's speed was much faster than before, in his opinion, it was still not worth mentioning.
Duan Feng ignored it, his hands were still fusion unhurriedly, and at the same time, the spiritual power in his body was poured into his mouth.
"Shoo~"
Fu Guan swept across the sky, already only a hundred meters away from Duan Feng.
"Haha~EbookFREE.me~ Let's go to together!"
Fu Guan seemed to have seen Duan Feng's tragic situation, and his whole body floated.
"If you want to go to hell, go to the by yourself, I won't accompany you, Xiaoye!"
After the words fell, Duan Feng opened his mouth wide, and a terrifying sound wave swept out like ligers and tigers roaring together.
"Ligger Broken Golden Yin!"
"Bang~"
Fu Guan's speed was too fast. He wanted to avoid it, but it was too late, so he was hit by the sound waves.
"Om~ Om~"
The strong buzzing sound continued to echo in his mind...
(I beg for a reward, Xiaodou is just a few fans, I want to cry without tears.)
(End of this chapter)