Fighting the Martial Universe

The three cold words of Wang Yi directly announced Zhang Mofan's defeat.

After all, it is impossible for a Xuanjing martial artist to compete against a saint.

On Dousheng Mountain.

There was dead silence.

Everyone looked at this scene in astonishment. Although Zhang Mofan activated the soul-fighting stunt and successfully blocked Wang Yi's tricks, in the end, Wang Yi also used the soul-fighting stunt to end the battle.

This battle truly shows the world that the saint cannot challenge it.

"This Zhang Mofan is indeed amazing, and he can actually force Wang Yi to use his soul fighting skills."

Qian Fei Blade was also relieved.

At first, he was really worried, not because he was afraid that Wang Yi would lose, but because he was afraid it would be difficult for Wang Yi to defeat Zhang Mofan in a short time.

The saint should have defeated Zhang Mofan by one move, but Zhang Mofan persisted for so long.

Zhang Mofan lay on the ground, stood up slowly, and said, "I didn't fall to the ground, but I didn't lose."

Everyone shook their heads when they saw this scene. Almost everyone could feel that Zhang Mofan was already seriously injured, and coupled with the terrifying consumption of his body, continuing to fight would have no advantage at all.

Wang Yi sneered, and said: "Do you think it is useful to hold on? You have continuously urged so many methods and displayed all the spirits of the gods, how long do you think you can hold on?"

The corner of Zhang Mofan's mouth raised an arc, he was indeed consumed very terrifying, continuous resistance, coupled with the use of the power of the Hades's fighting spirit, and the activation of the Primordial Hades Furnace, the profound energy in his body was almost consumed.

However, he has a star stone, and his star stone is enough for him to complete a dozen times of terrifying consumption.

Immediately, he urged the star stone, and the energy stored in the star stone was madly poured into his dantian banner. Almost instantly, Zhang Mofan's breath became stronger again, without the slightest sluggishness.

"how can that be?"

Wang Yi was shocked, and said, "How could you recover your strength so quickly? How did you do it?"

"If you don't have some hole cards, how can you bet against you?"

Zhang Mofan responded with a smile.

"Then you go to die."

Wang Yi jumped, rushed to Zhang Mofan again, and slashed out with a sword.

The ghost of the Hades's fighting spirit came out again, his arms turned into substance, and finally slammed into the past fiercely, once again hitting the ancient Ming furnace.

Clang!

The sword light bombarded the Primordial Ming Furnace, and the sound of metal collision broke out again, and sparks shot in all directions. Zhang Mofan flew out again and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

Holding a long sword in his hand, Wang Yi walked step by step, stepping on the ground, a pair of dark eyes, gloomily overlooking Zhang Mofan.

"Now you tell you, did you lose?"

Wang Yi asked in a low voice.

Its voice was extremely loud and loud, echoing between the heaven and the earth, and it lasted for a long time, almost half of the Western Holy Land could be heard.

A saint is a saint, it is impossible to shake.

In everyone's hearts, such an idea was firmer.

Zhang Mofan got up again, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said, "I didn't lose. I won't lose until you really beat me to the ground."

When everyone saw Zhang Mofan stood up again, they all shook their heads.

"Hey, why are you so stubborn? It's obviously impossible to defeat Wang Yi."

"From the very beginning, Zhang Mofan was pressed and beaten by Wang Yi, and there was no room to fight back. In this battle, there was no room to fight back."

"This Zhang Mofan, I am afraid that he really wants to put him to death and live, because he can't enter the holy, he wants to put himself to death."

"But it can't be reborn."

Everyone was talking about it.

Wang Yi looked at Zhang Mofan and was very angry. This Zhang Mofan was simply a Xiaoqiang who could not be killed. He continued to withstand his strongest swordsmanship attacks without falling.

"go to hell!"

Wang Yi rushed to Zhang Mofan again, displayed powerful swordsmanship, and blasted away fiercely.

Zhang Mofan urged the Taikoo Minglu to resist again, and fell to the ground again.

However, Zhang Mofan got up again, his breath was very unstable, and he used two consecutive soul fighting stunts, which was already a huge consumption for him.

As for Wang Yi, he was also panting, obviously because of the exhaustion of the kingdom, the holy power in his body was already gone.

Moreover, Wang Yi had just entered the sacred, and he had not really been familiar with the power in his body, and he was not able to control the power.

"Hahaha, Wang Yi, there is not much power left in your body, right?"

Zhang Mofan laughed.

At this moment, many people understood that Zhang Mofan was fighting a war of attrition and was consuming Wang Yi's power. At that time, even if Wang Yi was a saint, it would be of no use.

However, the saints of the Dynasty Palace shook their heads and said: "This Zhang Mofan is simply an idiot. No saint can exhaust his own holy power, and can retain a trace of holy power in his body, even if it only depends on that. A little bit of power is not something that a martial artist of the profound realm can contend, not to mention that the saint also masters the saint domain."

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Moreover, the saint domain that has just entered the saint contains only one holy pattern. The saintly martial artist can contain a hundred saint patterns, which can cause ten times the gravitational pressure on the profound realm martial artist.

It can be said that no matter how Zhang Mofan fights, there is no chance of winning.

"Enough to defeat you."

Wang Yi directly rushed over, swung out a sword, a golden sword light, gathered together, poured into his profound treasure long sword, and assassinated Zhang Mofan again.

He wanted to use this sword to directly defeat Zhang Mofan, or even kill.

However, Zhang Mofan's eyes flickered. Facing the impact of Wang Yi, he suddenly roared. The terrifying sound wave came out and directly hit Wang Yi's body.

Wang Yi's body shook, shattering the sound waves of the overlord's roar.

However, he suddenly realized that a murderous intent was passing from him.

Immediately, he saw the Euphorbia Shensha assassinating him, his face changed wildly, and a saint domain burst out of his body, like an air current, rushing toward Zhang Mofan's Euphorbia Shensha.

boom!

Zhang Mofan felt a strong sense of oppression, and the whole person flew out directly. At the same time, he was urging the space transfer and pierced forward.

Wang Yi saw this scene and said with disdain: "With the saint domain guarding him, how about you..."

However, before he finished speaking, he felt a strong pain behind him, and the Shensha Euphorbia appeared strangely behind him and pierced his back fiercely.

Puff!

Wang Yi spouted a mouthful of blood and stared at Zhang Mofan: "It's space transfer. You actually mastered the power of space."