Nine Infant Candle Ice Sword!

Looking at the bloody craze in the sky, a blue wave lit up in the sky, and the monks in the mountains were all moved.

"Is it the Jiuying Zhubing Jian? Fu Yu the Demon Emperor got angry."

"Okay, let's defeat Yuhu in one go."

Shangguan Zhanyue couldn't help but praise him, and his expression was quite excited.

Although Pang Fuyu has been suppressing his cultivation to the eighth level emperor level, his level of the ninth level demon emperor cannot be ignored. If his cultivation level is suppressed to the eighth level demon emperor, his divine thoughts and state of mind cannot suppress his understanding of immortal magic. Pang Fuyu, who could not be attacked for a long time, was also a little angry.

This sword is one of his natal magic weapons, the Jiuying Zhubing Sword.

Why is it said to be "one"? Because it is well known that Pang Fuyu's domineering point is that he has an inseparable pair of top-grade anti-immortal weapons called Jiuying Candle Sword.

This sword is a pair of Jiuying Candle Ice in the left hand and Jiuying Candle Ice in the right hand, which has a subtle connection with his demon cultivator's Dharma body.

The Demon Emperor gave me the cultivation of the water, fire and spiritual roots, which were inherited from ancient times and were a real ancient beast.

Lu Chen has not seen Pang Fuyu display his true body yet, but the cold aura of the Jiuying Zhubing Sword has made him feel the biting cold, who is more than a hundred feet away from the sword light.

Knowing the domineering nature of the Jiuying Zhubing Sword, Lu Chen did not dare to neglect it. While putting away the blood sword, Hao Kongliang was in his hand.

The small divine hammer quickly grew in everyone's sight, and it stopped until it exceeded Lu Chen himself more than dozens of times.

With the appearance of the Haokong Hammer, the dark fire that burned the red gold land rose again.

One fire and one ice form a confrontation.

"The fire of forging soldiers, this fire has been seen by this emperor. It has completely blocked my emperor's Zhubing Sword, and it is cold and cold!"

Pang Fuyu let out a sharp roar, like the hiss of a bird. The sharp waves broke through his ear drums and attacked with divine thoughts.

At this moment, the sky was filled with dark fire and shiny ice crystals, with a faint white frost hanging on the outside, which was enough to show the horror of the Jiuying Zhun Ice Sword.

"Can even the evil fire be frozen? The Nine-level Demon Emperor is worthy of being the Nine-level Demon Emperor."

Lu Chen couldn't help but exclaim, knowing that he had met a master, this was the first time he had seen the omnipotent black evil heart fire frozen.

With nine turns of divine thoughts, the magic power in the purple palace increased infinitely with his fighting spirit, and the magic power of the nine souls rushing through breath came out in full swing.

Just as the Jiuying Zhubing Sword Light came, Lu Chen's fire rose again.

"Crack!"

The frozen flame immediately evaporated the cold air, turned into thick black smoke and drifted out. Holding the Haokong Hammer tightly, Lu Chen smashed away angrily.

"when!"

In the land of the Beast Tower, a rapid and harsh sound of soldiers and swords colliding, and Mars flew everywhere...

Lu Chen only felt his hands sore and numb, and his body spun dozens of times before he stopped. His hands were almost frozen as if they were eroded by the cold air.

The first one to get noodle, Lu Chen, suffered a secret loss, and Pang Fuyu was not having a good time.

His arms were trembling violently by Lu Chen's hammer force. A stream of dark force from the hammer body spread to the meridians, almost breaking several major meridians.

"Hmm? It's amazing."

A surprising light flashed in Pang Fuyu's eyes, fearing that he would lose face, so he quickly gathered his magic power on his feet and kicked the magic cloud several times in a vague and rapid manner, and it did not seem too embarrassed.

The first move to face Fu Yu obviously had the upper hand. The disciples of the Demon Palace outside the Immortal Prison shouted loudly after seeing it. However, their cultivation level reached Li Mufeng, Shangguan Zhanyue and Fengyuan Immortal Lord, but instead showed a solemn expression.

"It's worthy of being the person recommended by the eldest brother, it's really amazing. This move is tied." Li Mufeng's eyes widened, accompanied by surprise.

He looked back at Shangguan Zhanyue and Fengyuan Immortal Lord, and found that the two were staring at the battle situation in the Immortal Prison with surprise, without even blinking.

"Hehe, let you underestimate my brother Yuhu. It seems that I have made great progress over the years."

In the Immortal Prison, Pang Fuyu, who was also shocked, was stunned for a moment, gathered his true energy magic power again and flew into the sky.

The nine-infant candle ice sword shone brightly, covering the sky and the earth, and immediately suppressed the flames in the sky. The water and fire were incompatible, and the two emperor realms started a fierce confrontation in the sky.

Space collapsed everywhere, and black holes that were as straight as holes were quickly frozen. The black holes did not connect to any plane, but had sword lights running through the holes, constantly approaching Landing Dust.

There is no doubt that this is the magical power of Pang Fuyu's Nine Infant Zhubing Sword. Seeing that he could not completely suppress the black fire, he pierced the space with his sword light, hid the cold sword light in the black hole, and then used the supreme magic to freeze it and siege Lu Chen heavily.

"Boom!"

The space was trembling, and the entire Immortal Prison was shaking.

A sword light flew out of the black hole, slashing towards the rioting beast tower stone forest, breaking a huge crack in the vast sky.

And the center of this crack is where Lu Chen is.

Unpredictable, a blood fountain sprinkled out of the air. Lu Chen was hit by a sword in his chest, his robes shattered, and a sword wound several inches of length dripped with thick blood.

"The power of creation." Lu Chen roared lowly, not intimidated by the power of the sword light. The inner Yuan rushed to his chest to stop the wound from bleeding. The boundless true life energy allowed the injured area to heal at a speed visible to the inner eye.

After roaring, Lu Chen raised his hammer and danced out thousands of hammer shadows, and where he fell were sword lights and black holes that Pang Fuyu had cut.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The nine souls were in the body, and Lu Chen's magic power surged out like waves. The hammer shadow could cover the world, and soon defeated the nine infant candle ice sword lights.

"All the best."

Lu Chen smiled grimly and was in a high spirit of fighting. Seeing that Pang Fuyu was unable to continue, he turned around and rushed forward, slamming the huge Haokong God Hammer with both hands.

"call!"

The beast tower stone forest was impacted by the hammer wind and poured into gravel and powder. The Haokong Hammer was like a mountain pressing towards Pang Fuyu.

Feeling Lu Chen's unchanging state of mind and the pressure that he was so huge that he didn't even confront him head-on, Fu Yu Demon Emperor's expression suddenly changed. The Jiuying Zhunbing Sword repeatedly pointed out tens of sword flowers, forming layers of thick and gorgeous sword light immortal aura.

However, Lu Chen's hammer force was overwhelming, and he was not weak in power, but his momentum was rising. The more he blocked it, the more fierce Lu Chen's hammer force became. In just one hundred rounds, Pang Fuyu couldn't stand it.

"What a great force, this kid looks like a sling, but like a bull."

Lu Chen's hammering technique evolved into refining weapons, without any gorgeous moves. It is precisely because of this, the simple and direct force is so fierce that it is outrageous.

If he uses magic power to inject his whole body with his strength to break the power, Pang Fuyu believes that he does not have the ability. After receiving tens of thousands of hammers from Lu Chen, Pang Fuyu suddenly jumped and drew a red light and flew to the horizon. Its speed was so fast that Lu Chen even gasped.

After a moment of surprise, Lu Chen suddenly grinned and said to Pang Fuyu in the sky: "Myster Demon Emperor, didn't you say that you only use the eighth-level imperial cultivation level?"

That's right, just now, we fought back and forth very fiercely, and the monks outside the Immortal Prison were stunned. When Lu Chen's counter-defense and offensive offensive attack were suppressed, Pang Fuyu could not dodge. In desperation, he subconsciously burst out his full strength.

The speed of the Ninth-level Emperor Realm is not as fast as that of Pang Fuyu.

From this, Lu Chen also saw that this stunningly burly old man was his best at speed.

However, Pang Fuyu's use of the Nine-level Emperor Realm shows that he has to pay attention to Lu Chen. However, he has already said the big words before, but now he has repented, and Pang Fuyu's old face is red.

Lu Chen didn't mind stimulating Pang Fuyu. His playful kiss immediately made Pang Fuyu's face turn red completely.

He clearly said that he had suppressed his cultivation, but now he regretted it, which greatly reduced his face to Pang Fuyu.

"Children Huangkou, this is an immortal prison. How can I ignore the immortal rules of the immortal prison and let you pass the level easily."

"Oh? If you can't beat it, you're shameless."

Lu Chen smiled giggled, not as if he was seriously injured. In fact, he was not injured at all. If he felt the danger, he would not have used the Ancestor Armor.

In the five million years of the Immortal Prison, Lu Chen's evil ancestor Armor has long become a semi-divine weapon, far surpassing the top-grade anti-divine weapon, second only to the existence of the magical weapon.

Pang Fuyu's slender goatee was so angry that he raised his slender beard. Looking at the surrounding Tallinn, it seemed that there were pairs of sneering eyes looking at him, which made Fu Yu Xiandi furious.

"No matter what, you don't want to succeed in breaking the formation, unless you step on me."

Pang Fuyu's hair was flying, his eyebrows were furious, and he couldn't help but say nothing. With a pull of his right hand, a red fire sword emerged out of thin air.

"Nine Infant Candle Fire Sword, Fu Yuxian Emperor is going to take real action."

The crowd watching the game either exclaimed or screamed excitedly outside the Immortal Prison, making the entire Fanlishan unprecedentedly lively.

Li Mufeng's eyes turned cold, and he immediately flew up and said to the Immortal Lord Fengyuan: "Immortal Lord, Pang Fuyu repents him, please deprive him of his qualification to defend the formation."

The Immortal Lord Fengyuan narrowed his eyes and glanced at Li Mufeng, and said coldly: "Why regrets? Pang Fuyu said that this emperor did not agree. It is his own business for Yuhu to believe his nonsense. In the last round of the Immortal Prison, you must do your best. Don't stay here if you quarrel."

"this……"

Li Mufeng was still waiting for debate, Shangguan Zhanyue flew over and advised, "Brother Li, Immortal Lord is just that. Brother Pang just underestimated Yuhu. How could he not use all his strength? You are not going to help this point. You don't know how important Fengyuan Tiandan is. If Brother Pang gives up, he will take responsibility."
Chapter completed!