Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Fu Long is known as the Mad God in the heavens, and he has the capital to be arrogant.

The two axe magic weapons in his hands are made of rare fire dragon crystals. Although they are not as good as the magic weapon of the Fire God Zhuo Yan that Ye Xiaochuan seized, they are not much different.

Fu Long casually threw out an axe.

The moment the axe was thrown, it turned into a huge and terrifying flame beast.

This beast is very strange. It is not a common fire dragon or auspicious beast in folk legends such as the Fire Kirin, but a strange beast with six legs and two ugly big heads.

The terrifying heat wave swept across the world, as if it was going to burn everything in the world.

Hua Wuyou flicked his fingers casually a few times, and set up a layer of water wave-like defensive barrier around the storyteller and Yuan Xiaolou to prevent them from being affected by the battle of masters of this level.

Xian Yao had no magic weapon in his hand, only the bamboo pole he usually leaned on.

She squinted her eyes and looked at the roaring fire beast, seemingly without any intention of dodging.

When the fire beast was less than thirty feet away from her, the two terrifying heads opened their mouths at the same time, spewing out two pillars of fire, rushing straight towards Xianyao.

Xianyao then took action, waving the bamboo pole in her hand casually.

The action was very slow, and no one could have imagined that the speed of the Xumi master's attack seemed to be slower than that of a young disciple in the Yuanshen realm.

However, Xianyao did not do anything fancy, and with a casual wave of the bamboo pole, she actually blocked the two terrifying pillars of fire sprayed by the fire beast.

It seemed that there was an invisible energy barrier, and all the flames were blocked four feet away from her, forming a raging wall of fire on the periphery.

Then, the fire beast hit the wall of fire fiercely!

Boom!

The deafening sound shook the valley, as if even the space was shattered.

The two-headed beast with steaming flames still did not break through the defensive barrier set up by Xianyao.

Then, everyone saw that the flame beast suddenly shot out sword energy from its body.

The flame beast roared unwillingly, and disappeared with the raging wall of flames in an instant.

The red axe flew back to Fu Long's hand.

Fu Long just took back the axe and flew forward, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and the two axe magic weapons immediately crossed in front of his chest.

Bang!

At this moment, a tangible and intangible sword energy hit the axe blades of the double axes.

Fu Long's body was immediately shaken back dozens of feet, and then he stabilized his body.

Xian Yao still stood on the ground in the valley, and said lightly: "It's just the first move. The mad god of heaven is nothing more than that."

His handsome face showed a look of horror.

He shook his sore arms and said in a lost voice: "How is it possible!"

After that, the figure disappeared.

Thousands of huge fireballs appeared in the sky, whistling towards Xian Yao.

It can be seen that there seems to be a huge red axe in each fireball.

Xianyao said: "The move imitating the meteorite of heavenly fire is quite interesting."

The bamboo pole in her hand turned quickly, and dense sword energy was scattered in all directions, and each sword energy penetrated a huge fireball.

The fireball shattered and turned into endless rain of fire, falling one after another, and the valley suddenly became a sea of ​​fire.

Xianyao pointed her bamboo pole at the sky, and the disappeared Fulong appeared again.

Still flying backwards.

Xianyao said: "This is the second move. If you can take the last move, then I lose."

After speaking, Xianyao's body, standing in the valley, suddenly swelled up.

No, it's not the flesh that is expanding, it seems that the soul is out of the body, it's the soul that is expanding.

The tangible and intangible soul took Xianyao's body as the starting point and quickly expanded upwards, becoming taller than the mountain in the blink of an eye.

Fu Long snorted coldly: "Playing tricks!"

The double axes swung up, turning into a red lightning, attacking Xian Yao for the third time.

At the moment he attacked, Xian Yao's soul shadow, which had expanded countless times, suddenly changed rapidly and condensed into a huge air sword.

Fu Long saw the air sword coming and laughed wildly: "Come on!"

The double axes chopped at the attacking air sword from left and right.

His double axes could flatten a mountain, and he didn't think the attacking air sword was so terrible.

He was wrong.

Xian Yao said that if he didn't defeat Fu Long in three moves, he would take the initiative to admit defeat.

This is Xian Yao's third move, how can it be underestimated?

Returning to the original is the great way of the universe.

The plain and simple air sword driven by Xian Yao seems inconspicuous, but it gathers the essence of the great way of the universe.

The double axes chopped on the air sword, and the air sword was not damaged at all!

The overwhelming force pressed Fu Long to fly backwards.

At this moment, Fu Long realized that he had underestimated the enemy.

However, he had no chance.

The Qi Sword blocked all his Qi, and he, like Ye Xiaochuan, could only face the incoming sword head-on.

He retreated rapidly, but the Qi Sword was faster, and no matter where he retreated, he could not avoid the attack of the Qi Sword.

He shouted angrily, and poured all his Yuanli into the double axes, and the wildfires on the ground suddenly disappeared.

All the flames seemed to be sucked into the double axes.

He raised the double axes that were burning like flames and chopped at the giant sword again.

Bang!

Bang!

Amid the loud noise, powerful energy waves swept in all directions.

A strong wind suddenly blew up, and the sand and stones on the ground flew. With the valley as the center, the trees within a radius of hundreds of feet were all broken and turned into powder under the impact of the energy, as if they were hit by a meteorite.

Fu Long's double axes were shaken away, and blood spurted out of his mouth. His body lost control and was shaken back.

However, the Qi sword condensed by Xian Yao also quickly disappeared under Fu Long's last blow.

The roar gradually disappeared.

Xian Yao was still standing in the valley, and Fu Long's back was supported by Qingniao's palm, helping him to resolve the retreat.

Fu Long's mind moved, and the double axes appeared in his hands again.

He looked at the old woman on the ground who seemed to have not taken a step with an uncertain expression.

He said hoarsely: "Good ability, good ability! Since I, Fu Long, challenged Xumi, you are the only one who forced me back with three moves. If you have the ability, let's fight for three thousand rounds on Taixu!"

Fu Long was of course not convinced.

He hadn't even used one tenth of his abilities when he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood.

Who would be convinced?

He felt that as long as he could reach the Taixu, he could display the magical powers taught by the Lord Father, combined with his powerful cultivation and fire treasure, and he would be able to beat Xian Yao to a pulp!

Xian Yao said calmly: "A defeated general, what qualifications do you have to fight me?"

This was said with great domineering power.

Fu Long was angry and was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Qingniao. Qingniao said coldly: "If you lose, you lose, it's no big deal. If you lose but don't admit it, do you still want to save the Lord Father's face? Get out!"