Wan Wuhen smiled.
When he was shocked by the sound of Luo Fu's sword, his energy and blood surged, and he vomited blood. Not only did he not become angry from shame.
Instead he smiled.
He smiled excitedly and was eager to try.
Luo Fu raised his eyes slightly, looked at Wan Wuhen calmly, and commented: "The magic of immortality is good."
"But, it's just good."
"Use your magic weapon."
"You and I both know very well that without a magic weapon, you are no match for me."
Wan Wuhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled excitedly: "Luo Fu, come on, perform better, and be better!"
"The better you are, the greater the honor you will win when I, Wan Wuhen, defeat you!"
"Come on, I don't mind if you show up stronger, but you won't be my Wan Wuhen opponent!"
After saying that, Wan Wuhen pulled open his clothes.
Expose a dark magic weapon to the air.
Following the control of Wan Wuhen's mind, the magic weapon pendant immediately emitted a terrifying magic breath!
As the sky above Wan Wuhen's head began to change, the star map changed.
A pitch-black star bow appeared in Wan Wuhen's hand.
On this star bow, there is a black demonic breath visible to the naked eye, which is waving away all the time.
The powerful magic power gave this star bow an unprecedented increase in power.
But seeing Wan Wuhen, he suddenly opened his black star bow and shot a black meteor arrow at Luo Fu with a bang.
Meteor magic arrow!
The meteor magic arrow exudes real magic power that makes the monks fearful!
Once upon a time, it was these magical powers and the demons who used them that brought catastrophe to the human monks.
It caused countless true gods to fall and even their godhood to be shattered!
Luo Fu is very familiar with this kind of magic power.
Now, magic power actually appears in the hands of a human monk and is used to deal with another human monk.
This scene is so ironic.
At that moment, the meteor arrow silently cut through the night sky and shot towards Luo Fu silently.
Wherever the magic arrow passed, even the space began to decay.
With the magic arrow as the center of the circle, the magic arrow within a hundred feet is in the air, and the space is being destroyed in a way that is visible to the naked eye.
Everything will collapse in the face of magic.
opposite.
Luo Fu quickly transformed into a bolt of lightning and dodged the meteor arrow.
The magic arrow made a hissing sound, flew thousands of feet away, and hit a ninth-level mountain peak.
In an instant, where the mountain peak was penetrated, blackness spread in all directions.
In just one breath, the entire mountain peak turned black!
The stone mountain looked like the ashes left behind after being burned!
Immediately afterwards, there was a roar.
Mountains collapse.
Boom!
When Luo Fu dodged the first arrow, Wan Wuhen's second arrow also followed.
With this arrow, Wan Wuhen stretched the star bow to the full moon!
After the bow string was tightened to the extreme, the accumulated ejection power was instantly released, and the second meteor magic arrow was shot at Luo Fu.
The speed of this arrow is more than three times faster than the first arrow!
When the meteor magic arrow streaked across the sky, only a straight black line was seen, and it disappeared in an instant!
As for this arrow, Luo Fu had no intention of dodging it.
With the blessing of the magic weapon, the arrows without traces will be faster than the other.
Blindly dodging will only make Luo Fu passive until he is deprived of the chance to counterattack.
At the moment, facing the terrifying meteor arrow, Luo Fu narrowed his eyes. Instead of showing any fear, his eyes were full of strong fighting intent.
Magic power can corrupt everything!
It can even corrupt the monk's attribute power.
But Luo Fu is very confident, all because of his Nine Heavens Divine Power, and is not afraid of magic.
The next moment, Luo Fu immediately released the nine-day divine power.
The Divine Art of the Heavens - Illusive Moon Picking Hand!
Nine days of divine power condensed into a huge palm of divine light, sixty feet from the base of the palm to the fingertips.
Immediately afterwards, Luo Fu also used the three five-element magical powers of gold, earth, and fire on the basis of the divine arts of the gods.
The sixty-foot divine light palm was immediately covered with a solid metallic color, and burned all over, representing explosive flames.
When the traceless magic arrow arrived in front of him in an instant.
Luo Fu's sixty-foot-long divine light giant hand actually held the meteor magic arrow firmly in his hand.
At this moment, all the disciples and spectators in the Holy Son Dojo were shocked.
"Holy crap, that Wanhen magic arrow is so fast, how can Luo Fu grasp it accurately?"
"How did he do this? I only saw a black line flashing quickly. I was still in a daze, but Luo Fu had already caught the magic arrow?"
"Hell, how many life-and-death battles will it take to gain Luo Fu's fighting experience?"
The audience was shocked by the precision and sophistication of Luo Fu's "technique".
Wan Wuhen sneered.
He stared at Luo Fu's huge divine hand with his joking eyes, and said contemptuously: "Luo Fu, I'm afraid you've lost your mind and gone crazy."
"Don't you know that the monk's attribute power cannot compete with magic power at all?"
"I predict that the next moment, your magic hand will be corrupted into black by my magic arrows, and will become rotten and ruined."
"And my magic arrow will pass through your magic hand and hit... huh?"
As he spoke, Wan Wuhen himself took the initiative to stop speaking confidently.
All because he was surprised to find that Luo Fu's so-called "immortal hand" was still intact!
Wan Wuhen first stared at Luo Fu's divine light hand in surprise, and then, as time passed, the surprise turned into astonishment.
After three breaths passed, the big hand of divine light still held the magic arrow tightly, without any corruption.
The surprise on Wan Wuhen's face further turned into shock.
"How is this possible!?" Wan Wuhen's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost, with a look of horror on his face.
He stared at Luo Fu in shock and shouted, "How did you do it?"
"Why wasn't your attribute power corrupted by my meteor arrow?"
"Damn it, this is impossible, this makes absolutely no sense!"
The huge Holy Son Dojo was quiet.
Thirty-three overseers.
and thirty-three god-level leaders, all with solemn expressions, staring at the big screen.
The scene unfolding on the screen made them feel incredible.
It was even far beyond their cognition.
The silver-haired supervisor said solemnly: "Luo Fu, what method did you use to resist the corruption of magic power?"
"This is incredible!"
"How many more surprises will this young man bring to the old man?"
On the side, the red-haired supervisor lowered his voice and said: "After the ceremony, no matter what, we must keep Luo Fu, even if it is only for three days!"
The silver-haired supervisor shook his head: "I'm afraid, Luo Fu is unwilling to pass on his secrets to our Taicang Holy Realm."
"His ability to resist magic, if nothing else, should be inherited from Su Fu, the ancestor of Penglai God."
The red-haired supervisor also shook his head: "No, this is not what I am referring to."
"But 'that thing'."
"In that matter, Luo Fu should be the most suitable candidate."
When the silver-haired supervisor heard this, his eyes lit up: "Oh? This is so true!"
