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Chapter 833 Heaven's Array

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"boom!"

When the two touched each other, a roar came out, and the shadow of the black stick dispersed as the void shook, and the circular magic array shook violently, so that the solidification progress slowed down. However, if you want to completely collapse, the power of this top-grade magic weapon alone was obviously not enough.

While wielding the ghost to lure the "stick", Du Fan poured his magic power into the ring magic circle, he was thinking in his mind whether he could still activate the Shangshan Ruoshui Sword to attack with all his strength without any trouble in his current situation.

As early as a year ago, in order to escape from the peerless killing formation set up by the evil cultivator organization, he did not hesitate to consume his magic power and cut out the Supreme Shan Ruoshui Sword twice in a row. Although he finally escaped from Shengtian, the several magic spins in his body were reduced by half at once. Then he basically lived a life of exhaustion, so he had no time to reshape the magic spin.

In fact, with his current cultivation and magic power, as well as the four and half magic spins in the Qi Sea, the attack of the Shangshan Ruoshui Sword with all his strength is f79, m. The key is, what will he become after the attack? Will he be seriously damaged in vital energy or have serious loss of combat power?

"Don't worry, let's break this teleportation array first!" After the ghost 'stick' attack, Du Fan shook his wrist and wanted to take out the Shangshan Ruoshui Sword and thunderous attack.

But at this moment, an illusory hand poked out from the magic circle and rushed straight to Du Fan.

Du Fan's face changed slightly, and his movements slowed down when he took the sword, holding the ghost in his hand and swung it out again.

The shadow of the infinite stick hit out wildly, and was hit with the oncoming hand. A low and dull sound came immediately.

The dark stick shadow only persisted for a moment, then collapsed under the strong squeeze of the big hand. Then the big hand became powerful and pressed down on Du Fangai again without stopping. At the same time, the weak figure of an old white woman appeared in the magic circle.

Du Fan glanced at the powerful big hand, then glanced at the old woman in the magic circle, without saying a word. He suddenly unfolded his feet, and turned left and right, and there were strange traces. No matter how the big hand changed its direction, he could not get close to it.

After a while, Du Fan avoided his big hand and grabbed it again. The ghost 'stick' suddenly swung, and a dark stick shadow swept out, and the wind whistled. He rushed straight to the old woman in the magic circle and swept across.

"Young, fellow... are looking for death..." A cold and hoarse voice came out of the old woman's mouth. Perhaps because it had not been completely teleported, there was a gap in space, so her voice was intermittent, fluttering, and a little unreal.

When the dark stick shadow swept past the old woman's illusory body, it was as if it was hit in the air, without any sense of force, but the old woman's already condensed figure faded again.

Du Fan kept moving, and threw a "stick" at the big hand that was chasing behind him.

When the shadow of the stick touched each other and restrained each other, Du Fan suddenly turned around, bullied himself, and quickly approached the big hand, and quickly made several very strange moves. An angry bear roar came from nothingness. When the world was "swinging", three huge yellow bears rushed out and hit the big hand at three different angles.

After a series of earth-shaking loud noises, the big hand that poked out from the magic circle finally dispersed and disappeared without distinction.

Du Fan breathed lightly, and was about to face the magic circle with all his strength, but a sense of danger arose in his heart.

Almost subconsciously, his arm turned instantly, and the ghost 's rod' was crossed behind him.

"when!"

A sword energy hit the ghost's "stick", and a sharp and sharp metal sound sound rang out.

Du Fan's body shook, and he felt a strange force coming from the ghost-inducing stick in his hand. The stirring of internal organs made him feel like he wanted to vomit for a long time, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Du Fan staggered, like a rolling ball, and fell more than a hundred feet away from the magic circle.

When he stabilized his body and looked back, his face immediately became slight.

At the circular magic circle, the figure of the old woman Bai was completely solidified. At this moment, she held an ebony crutch and moved her feet and instantly walked out of the magic circle, with a cold and cold face, and walked towards Du Fan step by step.

"If you know the truth, you can surrender and avoid the pain of skin and flesh." The old woman spoke coldly.

"If you know the image, where can you come from and go back to it, and how many more years can you live." Du Fan retorted and tit-for-tat.

It is obvious that the enemy on both sides is not good, and it is useless to surrender and beg for forgiveness. Naturally, he will not be polite in words. On weekdays, the other party should be the kind of superior person. If he scolds this, he may even disturb his mind and bring unexpected results to the next battle.

The old woman Bai's eyes turned cold. She didn't say more, raised her left foot and fell down suddenly.

At this moment, Du Fan's mind suddenly buzzed, as if someone was beating a drum nearby, which made his eyes shook.

The old woman raised her right foot and fell down the second step.

At the same time, Du Fan's mind was like thunder exploded, and a sound ten times stronger than before roared back, making his face turn white, and his chest almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

The old woman raised her left foot again, and the third step was about to fall.

"ah!"

Du Fan shouted to the sky, endured his physical discomfort, held the ghost's rod in his hand, and smashed the opponent in the air. At the same time, he quickly made a gesture with his other hand. In the sky, golden light appeared, gathered and condensed, and instantly outlined the outline of a golden-colored Buddha.

Countless black stick shadows formed into pieces, tearing the void and sweeping straight to the old woman.

"Little Doyle!" The old woman snorted coldly and her left foot fell down in an instant.

This time, there was no loud noise in Du Fan's mind, but the shadows of sticks urging from the ghost's "stick" and the golden "color" Buddha condensed from the sky collapsed in an instant and turned into invisible.

In this gap, Du Fan shook his body, and the shadow of a golden crane on his body lingered, and he headed straight for the old woman. At the same time, his footsteps were clouds, like lotus growing step by step, holding him, pushing the throne to the extreme.

This technique is the Cloud-Tengyun technique adapted from the martial arts light body technique. It is used in the Hexi Opera and is comparable to the extreme level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The old woman raised her right foot and was about to fall, Du Fan seemed to transform into a golden lightning bolt. In an instant, the thick and dark ghost snailed the stick and smashed it down on her head. This time, there was no magic wave on it. Although it was just a physical blow, it carried an unparalleled terrifying force. Wherever she passed, the void became distorted.

The white old woman's eyes twitched, her withered arms suddenly waved, and her ebony crutches flew across the sky.

"Bang!" The next moment, the ghost 'stick' hit the ebony crutch, and a loud sound rang out in all directions.

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