Luo Fu frowned and examined Wan Tianhao's demonic appearance.
Only then did we know that the demonic state of the third level of Daoqing's magic power could actually borrow magic power.
But he only borrowed the magic power of one hundred and fifty fellow disciples.
It seems that only those who practice Daoqing Demonic Art can lend him magic power.
The low-level pseudo-demon skills of the remaining 50,000 monks are not enough.
"As expected of the leader of the previous Holy Son, he is so strong!"
"Luo Fu's sword light was broken by Brother Wan Tianhao with his bare hands!"
After Wan Tianhao showed his strength.
The attitude of the wallflowers immediately changed.
For a time, all kinds of slapping sounds came and went.
Especially Liu Xing, who has identified Wan Tianhao as a big deal.
He immediately showed a flattering attitude and clasped his fists with emotion: "Liu Xing, I am willing to follow senior brother Wan Tianhao to the death and provide him with magic power at any time!"
The monks on Luo Fu's side became panicked.
When Fang Qingxue saw Luo Fu's sword light being broken, her expression condensed: "Luo Fu, let's go!"
"We can die, but you can't!"
"It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge!"
Luo Fu shook his head: "People have said that the word revenge is a sign of incompetence."
Immediately, Luo Fu clasped his hands together and suddenly separated his palms.
The two pieces of the sky-high sword light that were broken into two parts immediately dispersed into one thousand two hundred small sword lights.
Qingtian Sword Light is composed of a combination, and the so-called "breaking it off" is not fatal.
In an instant, all the tiny sword lights hit Wan Tianhao's demonic body like a sudden rain.
Ding ding ding ding!
One after another, the sword light was bounced away by Wan Tianhao's huge and impregnable demonic body.
Wan Tianhao didn’t even fight back!
Wan Tianhao looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Only the combined giant sword can hurt me."
"The split sword is nothing more than a scratch to me!"
After saying this, Wan Tianhao ignored all the small sword lights and punched Luo Fu directly in the air.
This punch did not release any magic light.
Completely relying on pure strength, he used a heavy punch to crush an air cannon!
The air in front of the magic fist was stacked layer by layer and squeezed infinitely, causing the air density to reach an unimaginable level.
The two of them were thousands of feet apart.
And the farther the air cannon flies, the more air it squeezes, and the more powerful it becomes.
Fang Qingxue and the others were located in the dojo below Luofu, and they even felt the amazing power of the air cannon.
The super strong air pressure caused Fang Qingxue and other nine thousand monks to be terrorized and oppressed to the point where their breathing stagnated.
He tried desperately to inhale, but found that he couldn't get a breath of air.
At this point, they were still directly below, not at the same level as Luo Fu!
Fang Qingxue's expression changed drastically. It can be imagined that the pressure Luo Fu himself endured must have been much stronger.
In the sky.
Luo Fu's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and he immediately waved his finger under the strong pressure.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
One thousand two hundred tiny sword rays, like a meteor shower, returned to Luo Fu instantly.
And re-merge into 1,800 feet, sky-high sword light.
clang!
The next moment.
The terrifying air cannon hit the sword body of Qingtian Jianmang heavily.
The entire sword body was shaken by the blast at high frequency.
The sword body made an unbearable buzzing sound, and even the sword body shook into a shadow.
Wan Tianhao laughed: "This punch is just a small test."
"Come on, the real power of boxing has arrived!"
After saying this, Wan Tianhao punched Luo Fu again.
And this punch is no longer a joke air cannon.
A vast red magic light roared out from his fist, covering a hundred feet in radius!
The moment the red light rushed out of the fist, it was like the air compressed by the previous punch. It was also super compressed by the heavy punch!
All the red light with a radius of a hundred feet, under the super compression, instantly turned into a bunch of red rays!
And the diameter of that ray is only two feet at most!
The magic light was compressed by a factor so high that it frightened everyone.
Luo Fu immediately blocked the Qingtian sword light in front of him.
The next moment.
clang!
The red ray traveled a thousand feet away and hit the sword!
The power of this red ray is actually more than ten times more powerful than the air cannon!
Luo Fu's terrifying sword light that was invincible instantly exploded into countless spots of light under the witness of all eyes!
Of the one thousand two hundred tiny sword rays that made up the giant sword, only a hundred or so survived, and the rest were annihilated!
The entire dojo was quiet.
The next moment.
All the enemy monks clasped their fists and bowed!
"Fellow Taoist Wan Tianhao, his demonic power is invincible!"
"Luo Fu looks like a clown in front of Fellow Taoist Wan Tianhao!"
In an instant, various songs of praise echoed endlessly under the night sky.
Wan Tianhao hugged his shoulders and smiled at Luo Fu: "Luo Fu, you think that you only have the Great Perfection of the Palace God, and I am the third level of the God Refiner, so I can't win without force."
"But my realm is higher than yours, and it is also the result of my hard work in cultivation. This is not unfair!"
After saying this, Wan Tianhao's pair of demonic eyes were filled with murderous intent: "If I guessed correctly, the sword light with a scale of 1,800 feet can only be condensed once based on your attribute power content. .”
"So, die."
In his eyes, Luo Fu was just one of the countless stepping stones on his path to Wan Tianhao's defiance of heaven.
Just crush a stepping stone, no need to linger.
After Wan Tianhao finished speaking, he punched Luo Fu again.
Another red ray shot towards Luo Fu.
The next moment!
In the sky, within the Nine Heavens Slaying God Sword Formation, countless sword lights descended from the sky!
A brand new, 1,800-foot sky-high giant sword was condensed again!
All the monks present were shocked!
Even Wan Tianhao's face showed an expression of disbelief.
No one expected that Luo Fu, who only served as the Great Perfection of the Palace God, could actually condense sword light of this scale twice! ?
How much attribute power will be consumed?
clang!
The red light ray destroyed the Qingtian Sword Light for the second time.
The sword light also resisted a fatal attack for Luo Fu.
But at the same time, Luo Fu also realized it.
With his current cultivation level, it is absolutely impossible to make a comeback.
Luo Fu's level-crossing limit is the span of eighteen minor realms!
And that Wan Tianhao, with three levels of magic power that was stronger than the ninth-level magic, plus the magic support of one hundred and fifty people, allowed him to leapfrog to the fifteenth level!
In addition, Wan Tianhao himself is three levels higher than Luo Fu, which is equivalent to the eighteenth level.
However, Wan Tianhao's three minor realms are higher than Luo Fu's, from the Palace God Realm to the God Refining Realm, a qualitative difference!
In this way, the gap widens.
Luo Fu knew very well how big the gap was between himself and Wan Tianhao.
Taking advantage of the current gap in the battle, he immediately asked Fang Qingxue: "Have you ever developed the ancient ruins here?"
Fang Qingxue and everyone were stunned when they heard this.
Fang Qingxue's face was full of disbelief: "Are you still thinking about this?"
The 50,000 monks on the other side were all startled, and then laughed mockingly, resounding throughout the entire audience.
Some people even leaned forward and backward with laughter, squeezing out tears.
"Hahaha, that stupid boy actually thinks that the ruins here are real?"
"It's so ridiculous. He still can't see that this is just a trap set by us?"
Even Wan Tianhao in the sky was ready to punch Luo Fu again.
But after hearing Luo Fudi's question, he couldn't help but put away his fists.
Wan Tianhao's face gradually darkened, and he was even more disappointed: "Luo Fu, in my eyes you are the number one person, but you asked such a stupid question."
"It seems that I, Wan Tianhao, think too highly of you. You are not worthy of being my old enemy!"
"Die with your unrealistic fantasies."
Liu Xing said loudly: "Senior Brother Wan Tianhao, you value him so much, but he deliberately pretends to be crazy and acts like a fool. He is clearly trying to humiliate you!"
boom!
Wan Tianhao was disappointed with Luo Fu's clown-like behavior.
Immediately and without hesitation, another magic fist was struck out domineeringly.
A red ray shot away quickly.
But the next scene shocked everyone.
But in the sky, unexpectedly, a sky-high sword light came down again!
clang!
The brand new sky-high sword light blocked Wan Tianhao's magic fist again!
But the price is still that the sword light will be "broken into pieces".
"What!?" Wan Tianhao glared and said solemnly: "His attribute power can actually condense another sword light?"
Luo Fu's "Attribute Power" content was so majestic that Wan Tianhao was shocked.
The limit of the Palace God's Dzogchen monk's sword light is a standard one hundred feet.
But Luo Fu condensed a giant sword of 1,800 feet, three times!
Wan Tianhao believed that even in the God Refining realm, he could only condense it three times.
Immediately, Wan Tianhao narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Three times is my limit, Wan Tianhao, and it is definitely your limit!"
Say it.
Wan Tianhao struck out with another magic fist!
But the next scene showed a look of disbelief on Wan Tianhao's face.
The fourth sky-lifting sword light descended from the sky!
And, blocked Wan Tianhao's punch.
"Hiss..." All the monks in the room were stunned.
All the heartfelt ridicules towards Luo Fu were gone.
Every monk present had their eyes widened and their mouths opened in shock.
Suspicious eyes swept over Luo Fu one after another.
"Impossible!" Wan Tianhao was angry and said in a cold voice: "Four rays, 1,800 feet of sword light?"
"Even if I crush you to pieces and use the ashes as attribute power, it still won't be possible to condense it four times!"
"How on earth did you do that!"
Luo Fu did not answer and ignored Wan Tianhao.
He used the sword light to protect his body again and again, just to buy precious time.
Now, Luo Fu looked at Fang Qingxue and shouted: "You are in a good position, dig down!"
"Everyone, let's do it together!"
Fang Qingxue was stunned. She stared at Luo Fu. She didn't know why this always smart person started to act stupid at this time.
Duan Jinxiu and the others even smiled sadly.
The stupidity shown by Luo Fu dashed their last hope.
Who can place hope on a fool?
Fang Qingxue said: "Luo Fu, all of this is false, including Su Waner's secret report and the dojo here."
"Can't you see it yet?"
The patience on Luo Fu's face disappeared: "I said, dig!"
Fang Qingxue was anxious: "But..."
"Dig!" Luo Fu shouted with his starry eyes flashing!
Fang Qingxue's expression changed slightly, she was frightened by Luo Fu's domineering aura.
She gritted her teeth and shouted to the nine thousand monks behind her: "Did you hear them all? Do it!"
Duan Jinxiu said angrily: "Are you going crazy with him? He is stupid and you are stupid too?"
Fang Qingxue narrowed her beautiful eyes and said in a cold voice: "I just rushed to Luo Fu and came to save us regardless of life and death. Shouldn't I listen to him once!?"
"Even if it's just to fulfill his last wish before he died!"
Duan Jinxiu, Duanmu Yunfeng and other team leaders were immediately speechless.
The five thousand Penglai Divine Sect monks immediately stood up: "Use your skills to resist the devil's breath, and dig down!"
"That's right, listen to Junior Brother Luo Fu and dig it!"
The four thousand monks from the Nanhai Zun Palace, the Eastern Divine Dynasty, and the Eternal Creation Pavilion also stood up in silence.
"Luo Fu's death was caused by us!"
"Even before we die, we should serve Daoist fellow Luo Fu once!"
"dig!"
