Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"You will know whether Xuanshuang is powerful or not in a while, but before we compete, I want to make it clear. If you beat me, I will open the sect to you and let you search in. But if you lose to me, you must leave immediately. What do you think?"

Zhong Changshu was delighted when he saw this, and immediately told him his plan. As long as the other party agreed, Changxi would naturally be his. At worst, he would imprison Changxi in another hidden place in the future. This is better than not having her.

"No problem, if Wu loses, I will not continue to disturb your sect."

Wu Fan agreed almost without hesitation. He naturally knew what the other party was thinking, but at this moment he was full of sneers in his heart.

"Okay, then it's a deal, please go in."

Seeing that the other party agreed, Zhong Changshu immediately smiled, nodded, and then stretched out his hand to make an invitation gesture, and then flew straight into the sky.

Wu Fan didn't say much, and followed closely.

At this moment, Gong Hubo also smiled, standing quietly in the same place, with his hands behind his back and looking up at the sky.

After Xuan Chengzi and Ling'er looked at each other, they also looked up with a smile on their faces.

At the same time, the Jindan-stage cultivators below and the large number of disciples in the mountain gate were also looking at the sky with great excitement. After all, the battle between Yuanying-stage cultivators was not something you could see casually.

At this moment, on a mountain peak in the sect, Shu Ying was also looking at the sky with excitement on her face, but she took this opportunity to send a sound transmission note to the elegant attic behind her.

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At the same time, in the sky outside the mountain gate, Wu Fan and Zhong Changshu were standing opposite each other, both of them with a relaxed look on their faces.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, please make a move! Today I want to see if you are as powerful as the legend says."

Zhong Changshu smiled slightly, looking very gentlemanly, but at this moment, he held a feather fan made of unknown snow-white feathers in his hand, and bursts of icy cold air emanated from the feather fan, which looked very powerful.

"Haha, I don't dare to take it, but I am more than enough to deal with you."

Wu Fan sneered, and didn't say anything nonsense. After taking a closer look at the feather fan, he immediately turned into a long rainbow and rushed towards the opponent at a high speed, while holding the Sky-breaking Stick in his hand.

"Hmph! You are so arrogant!"

Zhong Changshu snorted coldly when he heard the words, and stood there motionless, but the spiritual energy in his body surged wildly, and he waved the feather fan suddenly.

Instantly, a ten-foot-long ice cone condensed in front of him and whistled towards Wu Fan quickly.

However, facing such a simple attack, Wu Fan didn't care about anything. He didn't slow down his flying speed. He swung the Sky-breaking Stick in his hand and smashed the ice cone that seemed to be powerful into pieces in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Changshu looked calm and didn't care about anything. After all, it was just a tentative attack. So he didn't hold back. After a low shout, he swung the feather fan wildly.

Then he saw hundreds of identical huge ice cones appearing in front of him, like swords, and they were killing Wu Fan. At first glance, the scene was extremely shocking.

But how could Wu Fan care about such an attack? His speed didn't slow down at all, but he swung the Sky-breaking Stick in his hand like a fan. As long as an ice cone approached, it would be smashed immediately. For a while, the "bang bang bang" loud noise was deafening, but no ice cone could get close to him.

At this moment, Zhong Changshu was a little surprised. After taking a closer look at the Sky-breaking Stick, he no longer looked down on it. It seemed that the rumors were true. The other party did have some strength.

Zhong Changshu thought so, but he quickly formed a spell in his hand, and his eyes showed a serious look. Then he saw that his left hand stopped the spell, and a stream of cold air was suddenly slapped into the feather fan in his right hand. As a strong ice-blue light lit up, the cool air emanating from the feather fan became even colder and piercing. Then he waved his right hand violently, and a stream of snow-white frost suddenly flew out in front of the feather fan, covering the area within a hundred feet in front.

Then he saw that in the space in front, heavy snow suddenly fell, and snowflakes fell from the air, instantly filling the entire space.

However, an astonishing scene appeared at this time. As Zhong Changshu kept waving his feather fan, the dense snowflakes actually trembled and turned into ice blades with cold air. For a moment, the whole space was airtight and was covered with these indestructible blades.

Then, with the change of the spell in Zhong Changshu's hand, these ice blades actually rotated regularly, making a buzzing sound. Looking from a distance, a huge ice blade vortex appeared in the space of a hundred feet in front, like a machine that can strangle everything, rushing straight to Wu Fan in front and strangling him quickly, with an extremely huge momentum.

Until then, Zhong Changshu exhaled lightly, a sneer appeared in his eyes, and he stood still.

At this moment, Gong Hubo below also smiled, waiting for Wu Fan's response.

As for Xuan Chengzi and Ling'er below, they looked calm and did not worry about Wu Fan.

At the same time, Wu Fan had already come close to the vortex of sharp blades. Facing this apocalyptic scene, he looked calm. He threw his arm lightly, and the Sky-Breaking Stick flew forward. As his mind moved, the Sky-Breaking Stick actually began to grow wildly, and in the blink of an eye it became a hundred feet long, like a giant pillar supporting the sky, which was really amazing.

But this was not over yet. Wu Fan slowly stretched out his right arm, pointed his index finger at the Sky-Breaking Stick in front of him, and then his arm began to draw a circle in the air.

However, an astonishing scene appeared. As his arm kept rotating, the Sky-breaking Stick in front of him, which was like a giant pillar, also began to rotate. As Wu Fan's arm rotated faster, the Sky-breaking Stick also rotated rapidly. In just a moment, it was like a fan, standing horizontally in the air and pushing forward quickly. For a moment, the whole void was filled with deafening roars. The scene was even more shocking than the ice blade vortex.

At this moment, not only Zhong Changshu looked incredulous, but even Gong Hubo below was surprised.

And the thousands of disciples in the mountain gate were stunned, obviously shocked.

Soon, the Sky-Breaking Stick collided with the vortex of ice blades. Suddenly, dense explosions were heard. The vortex of ice blades had no resistance at all. Under the impact of the Sky-Breaking Stick, it immediately collapsed, and the countless ice blades also shattered quickly. In less than two breaths, they all turned into fine ice fragments and fell into the air.

"Hehe, Taoist friend, do you have any other means? If not, Wu will fight back!"

Wu Fan waved his hand forward, and the Sky-Breaking Stick suddenly turned into a five-foot-long stick and flew back to his hand. He laughed strangely and looked at Zhong Changshu, with a provocative look in his eyes.