At the same time, the rune shackles crushed by Lin Fan condensed again and wrapped around Lin Fan's body.
Each word shines brightly, trying its best to imprint itself on Lin Fan.
This is a sealing technique.
If it is branded by rune shackles, it means the seal is completed.
"I won't kill you, I will only seal your quasi-sage power."
Having sealed Lin Fan's power as a quasi-sage, Lin Fan will definitely die miserably in the ensuing Divine Tribulation.
Without force to deter him, Xiqi and the powerful men of the Three Realms will no longer be afraid of Lin Fan, and many gods and demons will swarm forward to snatch Lin Fan's quasi-holy weapons and cultivation methods.
Fuxi's move seemed kind, but in fact it was cruel.
However, in the battle of life and death, there is no mercy.
"Heavenly Emperor's Fist!" Lin Fan directly used the Heavenly Emperor's Fist.
The emperor's power exploded, and the rune shackles imprinted on Lin Fan's body exploded, one after another shattering into nothingness.
The sudden burst of Heavenly Emperor's Fist was beyond Fuxi's expectation. In shock, he picked up the lyre in his hand.
The sound of the piano turned into sword light, slashing towards Lin Fan's fist.
Boom boom......
A series of critical strikes, but the sword energy struck by Qin Yin shattered under Lin Fan's fist.
Fuxi looked strange, and his three views were refreshed. He was not a quasi-sage, but he could shatter the sword energy struck by a quasi-sage with all his strength.
How can this be? !
The sword light was broken, and Fuxi turned his lyre directly to hit Lin Fan.
Lyre and Lin Fan fought with their fists, and saw countless phantoms. In just a short moment, they exchanged countless moves.
He also saw Hetu and Luoshu flying in, and combined with the number of Heluo, they formed a formation on the spot and besieged Lin Fan.
When the two of them fought, the aftermath was limited to a certain range and no longer spread.
Once outside that range, it becomes invisible.
Boom!
Lin Fan felt a little dizzy after being hit on the head by He Tu's move.
"It's amazing!" Lin Fan praised the power of Hetu.
Emperor Fuxi blushed.
Is this contempt for me? Hetu couldn't even break the skin with one blow, he was definitely looking down on me.
The more he thought about it, the more Fuxi thought Lin Fan was hateful.
"Are you despising my inability to attack?" Fuxi was an honest man and asked whatever came to his mind.
"I never said that. It was praise, not contempt." Lin Fan explained.
He practiced the Taiyi Immortal Jue, and also practiced the "Thousand-Armed Tathagata Method" that he and his system improved. His body is not said to be immortal, but it's almost there.
Ordinary quasi-holy soldiers cannot break through defenses unless they use their ultimate move.
After a battle, Lin Fan found that he seemed to be at a disadvantage.
If it weren't for his superb swordsmanship, he might not be at a disadvantage.
Fuxi seemed to be able to anticipate his timing and moves, and would often strike first, making Lin Fan very passive.
Being passive allowed him to sharpen Lin Fan's sword skills.
"Spells."
Lin Fan smiled and finally figured out why Fuxi could always anticipate the enemy's opportunities.
It turned out that Fuxi was proficient in Hetu and Luoshu, and was good at calculations. He used magic to predict the future and predict his moves.
The fortune teller's prediction can only be approximate, but Fuxi is different, he can predict every move of Lin Fan.
Lin Fan was shocked, but Fu Xi was even more shocked than Lin Fan.
He planned Lin Fan's next move and planned to defeat Lin Fan with the next move. However, after the next move, there was another move, endlessly, as if there was no end.
"Brother Fuxi, let it go. Don't hurt the harmony between relatives. I have already given in. If I weren't afraid of hurting you, Sister Nuwa would be angry..."
"What did you say?! Say it again. Hurt me? Haha."
"From Long Han to now, I have experienced countless battles. There are only a few people who can hurt me, but it will never be you."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fan punched him into the sea.
"Don't be too fussy. It's better to be humble. Just calm down here first. Feng!"
After saying that, Lin Fan quickly formed a seal, and a thousand hands instantly formed a sealing formation, trapping Fu Yi in the sea below.
"You can't trap me!" Fuxi was trapped and roared again and again.
"Gu knows. Gu has never thought of trapping you. With your cultivation and knowledge, you can break the seal in a few hours. Calm down, brother-in-law, Gu will take the first step. Come to Chaoge another day, Gu I will treat you well!"
Lin Fan said, ignoring Fuxi, whose anger could burn skeletons out of the sky, and landed on the warship.
"Ao Bing, let's go."
"Your Majesty, is this really good for Human Emperor Fuxi?" Ao Bing glanced at Fuxi who was running rampant in the seal.
"Of course. As you get older, you should move your muscles more. I'm just helping him." Lin Fan said and walked into the cabin to continue drinking and enjoying singing and dancing.
Immediately, the warship embarked on its return journey.
A few hours later, a loud noise was heard from the sea, countless runes shattered, and Human Emperor Fuxi broke out of the formation.
Human Emperor Fuxi, who had escaped from the seal, did not look for Lin Fan. He glanced in the direction of the state and then flew back to the Fire Cloud Cave.
Being dignified and dignified also requires face.
If you lose, do you want to be slapped in the face again?
"Hey, Senior Fuxi, you are back. How is the outcome?"
In Huoyun Cave, Huangdi Xuanyuan saw Fuxi returning and took the initiative to say hello.
Lin Fan and Fu Xi fought to a later stage and formed a world of their own, so that outsiders could not see the progress of the battle at all.
Therefore, Emperor Xuanyuan did not know the outcome.
"Isn't that right?"
Huangdi Xuanyuan noticed Fuxi's face as black as coals, and felt disbelief in his heart.
Even Fuxi was not a match for King Zhou?
This is a bit interesting.
Emperor Xuanyuan couldn't help but become interested in King Zhou, and an idea came to his mind for no reason.
Hearing this, Fuxi's face turned darker and he nodded with difficulty, "That guy is not King Zhou."
"Huh? Not King Zhou?"
"Yes, he was captured by an unknown strong man. I fought with him for several hours, but I couldn't break his position." Fuxi sat down angrily, "He calls himself Lin Fan, but there is no such person in the world."
"There is no such person?"
"No. From the beginning of my existence to the present, I never knew that such a person existed in the ancient world. However, he should have risen after Long Han and Lich, otherwise he should have a place in the sainthood."
"Could it be Ancestor Hongyun?" Xuanyuan Huangdi asked.
"Impossible. If Ancestor Hongyun had such strength and IQ, he would not have fallen, let alone become a saint." Fuxi denied Lin Fan's speculation that he was Ancestor Hongyun.
"Then who is he?"
The two emperors were silent.
"It can't be Luo Hu, right?" Suddenly, an old farmer's voice sounded.
The two emperors looked up and saw an uncle in his forties, dressed like an old farmer, walking over.
Shennong, one of the Three Emperors.
"Luohu?!" Fuxi and Xuanyuan Huangdi's expressions changed drastically.
If King Zhou is seized by Rahu, then the matter will be serious.
"Wasn't Luo Hou killed by Tao Ancestor?" Xuanyuan Huangdi asked.
He had never experienced that period and did not know the horror of Luohu.
"Perhaps it's better to die than to freeze." Fuxi looked solemn, "No, I have to find my sister... Saint Nuwa."
With that said, Fu Xifeng flew to the Wa Palace in a hurry.
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