The entire battlefield trembled slightly under her footsteps, and then there was a sound of Taoism. She had already made a move, allowing the Tao rhyme of the golden book and jade volume to resonate with her, and directly began to suppress the opponent.
At this moment, she saw Wang Xuan's uncontrollable smile, and her face suddenly darkened. She was hit and deformed, and the front of that embarrassing scene was seen clearly by the other party. Was he teasing her?
On the battlefield ground, golden ripples expanded, trying to lock Wang Xuan and strangle him, and the rhythm of Tao roared.
At the same time, Zhuo Yanran moved, her fist was white. This girl was extremely fierce. She punched towards Wang Xuan's head with thunder and endless rule runes, and arrived in an instant.
With a bang, Wang Xuan shattered the ripples on the ground and did not dodge, but confronted her head-on.
In the field, the two were moving too fast, constantly disillusioned, appearing and disappearing.
Wherever they appeared, black void cracks were everywhere, and piece after piece of the void was blasted by them.
This extraordinary battle shocked everyone.
Boom!
Amid the loud explosion, rule runes bloomed and disappeared in patches. The two people appeared and disappeared like ghosts, and their figures were almost lost.
Even the heavenly-level masters' expressions changed. At their level, even if they were still at the level of True Immortal, they would have no problem defeating and killing heavenly-level masters.
A fairy light flashed, the void shattered, and Zhuo Yanran disappeared.
When she appeared again, she slammed down from above Wang Xuan's head, and dense fragments of immortal ways burst out between the two of them again, and the rhythm of Tao surged and collided violently.
Wang Xuan looked solemn. This was not a battle in the ordinary sense. He had used the Yu Dao Texture. The opponent wanted to defeat him immediately. There was no buffer at all and he used his ultimate move right away.
With a loud bang, the void shattered. This time, Zhuo Yanran's speed was incredibly fast. Fragments of time flowed, and she seemed to be traveling through time and space.
She exchanged punches with Wang Xuan again. The patterns of the imperial sword were very clear on her white fist. The power was extremely terrifying. It vibrated continuously, causing the space nearby to collapse continuously.
"Huh?" Wang Xuan was surprised.
Zhuo Yanran was extremely cool and beautiful. A pair of transparent butterfly wings appeared behind her at some point, interweaving to form a special brilliant texture, and suddenly flapped towards him.
These are not the naturally generated wings of a certain race at all, they are constructed from imperial textures.
This made Wang Xuan gasp. Not only was the opponent's right arm able to control the Dao, but there was also such a magical thing behind it!
At this moment, he had no choice. The inner area of the core of his parietal bone glowed, and he communicated with his own unique texture, which intertwined with his arms.
Earlier, he only used the imperial textures that he cultivated by referring to other people's strange bones and scriptures, but now it is different.
With a bang, he rushed forward and fought at close range. He blocked the opponent's imperial fist with one hand, and mobilized more textures and stronger power with the other hand, decisively facing the transparent divine wings that were intertwined and flapping with imperial runes.
They fought each other continuously, neither of them retreating.
Finally, Zhuo Yanran showed a look of shock, the divine wings with interwoven imperial patterns behind her dimmed, and she quickly retreated.
However, Wang Xuan followed and lingered close to her, not wanting to distance himself from her.
With a bang, Zhuo Yanran was hit on the waist, causing part of her divine wings to break apart and almost disappear. She flew sideways and then staggered backwards.
At this moment, she touched her slender waist with her hand, feeling unbearable pain. If she was standing here alone, she would probably cry, but under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she could only swallow her breath, rub her waist continuously, and step back a distance.
"Zhuo Feifan, your cousin's eyes turned red for a moment. This doesn't look good. Was she seriously injured?" Qing Ya came over.
Zhuo Feifan scolded: "What do you know? This is just a bump on Qingchun's waist. My cousin is invincible in the realm of true immortals, far more powerful than 10 blue crows. Just wait and see!"
It's the weekend, so as I said before, take a half-day break and don't wait for the second chapter.
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