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Bang!

Just as Luo Fan was about to kneel down, the true energy in his dantian began to surge, turning into a torrent, rushing towards his limbs and bones.

With the influx of true energy, every inch of his skin, every bone, and every cell was full of strength.

And his body was like a balloon, the muscles on his arms, chest, abdomen, and legs began to swell, and even his height was rapidly rising, and it stopped when it reached a full three meters. Fortunately, the biological armor on his body could change according to the height and weight of the wearer, otherwise such a giant like an iron tower would probably burst his clothes.

"Hu——"

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Luo Fan exhaled a breath of turbid air, slowly stood up, looked at the gray-blue man in front of him fiercely, and grabbed the void.

Suddenly, a golden Tang sword appeared in his hand.

The blade slid back, and Luo Fan shouted softly: "The first move of the three swords to destroy demons, subdue demons!"

Zheng——

The Tang sword made a buzzing sound.

The blade trembled.

A large amount of true energy flowed from the handle to the blade.

For a moment, the blade burst into a dazzling golden light and began to expand and extend backwards, until finally, it turned into a golden blade of more than 50 meters, and then stopped.

"Die!"

Luo Fan shouted, stepped forward, and his body turned into a residual shadow and slashed towards the gray-blue man.

Seeing Luo Fan's attack, the gray-blue man's face was as calm as water, and his eyes were terrifyingly calm. No, or his eyes didn't have any spirituality at all, just like a puppet being controlled.

"Thirty times gravity!"

The man spoke slowly.

In an instant, Luo Fan's movement stagnated, and his body seemed to have another mountain pressing down from his back. Fortunately, he reacted in time and stopped the movement with a step, but the position where his feet stepped also sank directly, leaving a deep footprint.

"So strong!"

The blade energy in Luo Fan's hand dissipated, and he secretly groaned in his heart.

This ability is really too weird.

Every time he broke free, the opponent would suppress him tightly again.

"No, I must find a way to get rid of this gravity field."

Thinking of this, Luo Fan endured the pressure of his body, leaned on the blade, stood up little by little, and then shouted: "Super, spiral telekinesis wave!"

As soon as the voice fell.

The gray-blue man spoke again: "Forty times the gravity!"

Boom!

In an instant, the telekinesis that had just been released collapsed as the gravity field increased.

The skill failed to release, and Luo Fan was backlashed by telekinesis. His mind suddenly went blank, and his body fell straight to the ground without his control.

Fortunately, when he was about to fall to the ground, he woke up in time, took a step forward, and supported his body.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

However, even this action consumed a lot of his physical strength. His shoulders moved up and down, his chest rose and fell violently, and he was panting heavily.

And at this moment.

The man suddenly appeared in front of him, and at the same time a gust of wind hit him in the face.

"Not good!"

Luo Fan thought it was not good, and wanted to dodge, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and he was suppressed tightly, and he couldn't move his body at all for a while.

With a bang.

The opponent kicked him hard on the left face, kicking him back.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After crashing into several large trees, Luo Fan stopped his body from flying backwards.

However, the man did not intend to let Luo Fan go.

His figure flashed and appeared behind Luo Fan again, his hands folded and clenched into fists, and he fired a heavy cannon at Luo Fan's back.

"Cough!"

Luo Fan's back was severely hit, and he spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood and hit the ground hard.

Then, the man kicked again.

In just a dozen seconds.

Luo Fan was like a ball, being abused by the man in the air.

As if he was tired of playing, the man turned around and kicked Luo Fan a hundred meters away.

Boom!

After hitting the ground, Luo Fan groaned, then his head tilted and he was unconscious.

Looking at Luo Fan who was lying on the ground, the gray-blue man's eyes rarely showed a touch of human disdain.

He said sarcastically: "You have a good talent, and your strength is top-notch among the ninth level. Even ordinary tenth-level people will not be your opponents. If my ability is not gravity control, I might be the one who fainted."

"But unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in this world."

"You'd better become the blood food of my god."

The man said, bending down, ready to pinch Luo Fan's legs and drag him away.

But just when his hand was about to touch Luo Fan's legs.

Luo Fan, who had fainted, suddenly opened his eyes and punched him in the chest.

It happened in a flash.

The man had no time to dodge and flew backwards.

Seeing this, Luo Fan got up one step at a time, stretched his body, looked at the direction where the man flew backwards and taunted: "It's a pity that I can't be the blood food of the god in your mouth now."

After saying that, Luo Fan turned sideways, bent his arms slightly, and the black energy continued to gather on his fist, and finally blasted out directly.

"Six-fold Heavenly Demon Fist!"

Boom!

In the blink of an eye.

The black fist light hit the gray-blue man's body, and a basketball-sized hole was smashed directly on his chest. At the wound, a sticky mud flowed out of his chest and slid onto the ground.

Almost a few seconds later.

The man's body hit the ground from mid-air and made no sound.

And just then.

A few hisses.

Dad and Lin Ye arrived.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Father Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, this group of people is very strong. Although Luo Fan is also very strong, in this world, you are not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case.

Fortunately, Luo Fan won.

He smiled and said: "Little Luo, you did a good job!"

Luo Fan turned his head to look at Yang Yang and nodded in response.

But my heart is a little complicated.

Because if he hadn't attacked the opponent just now, he would most likely have fallen.

Another point is that the opponent may not have used all his strength, but the forty times gravity alone has already crushed him to the point where he can't breathe.

What if it’s fifty times?

Or even a hundred times?

Even if he has a killing move that he hasn't used yet, he still has to be able to use it.

Through this battle, Luo Fan saw his shortcomings.

But fortunately, he won, so it was the other party who died.

"Okay, now we should discuss how to find the guy behind these puppets."

Father Yang said.

Lin Ye and Luo Fan both nodded.

Because after this battle, they were also curious about how powerful the guy who could create such a powerful puppet was.

at the same time.

Inside the cave.

"Xuanlong and Xuanhu are actually dead?"

"Okay! Very good!"

"Do these damn humans really think that this god is made of mud?"

Nuwa was extremely angry and turned to look at Ye Chen who was struggling in the quagmire. The patience on her face gradually disappeared and turned into an extreme desire.

As long as she eats him, she can recover at least 10% of her strength.

Just when she was about to take action.

A figure flashed into the cave.

"My God."