Zhuo Yanran's tall figure swayed slightly, and she retreated a long way, stroking her waist with her hand. Blood actually flowed out from between her fingers. She was injured by that palm strike.
The immortal patterns intertwined, and her wounds healed quickly without leaving any scars, but the black dress woven from star silk was a little torn, revealing part of her fair skin.
Her face was serious. The palm strike just now actually hurt her through the Yu Dao texture. This was extremely serious.
The surroundings were silent, and everyone was shocked. Zhuo Yanran was covered in blood. This was a powerful person whose name was recorded in the Golden Book and Jade Book.
Zhuo Feifan opened his mouth and fell silent. It was only then that he noticed that his cousin's skirt was stained with blood.
The blue crow also fell silent and dared not speak any more.
Zhuo Yanran disappeared silently, and when she appeared again, she was suddenly behind Wang Xuan. The white runes on her right hand were densely intertwined and slashed towards his head.
Anyone else would have been killed without being able to dodge. Her speed was too fast. She shuttled through the void as if she was strolling in a garden. Moreover, it was the Imperial Runes that were pouring down.
Wang Xuan really wanted to ram his head into her hand. Did she really think his head was soft?
But he held back, leaning forward and lowering his head in the nick of time. He didn't want people to know that the part of his body that was truly transformed was his parietal bone.
At the same time, he swung his right leg silently, like a scorpion's tiny tail raised high, and kicked heavily at the opponent behind him.
Zhuo Yanran's face darkened and she disappeared from the spot.
The two men started fighting again, and it was even more intense. Under the vast sky, their figures were everywhere, entangled with each other, and constantly tearing out large black cracks in the void.
A man and a woman traveled across the sky and the earth, faster than lightning. Wherever they passed, the void exploded and the scene was terrifying.
After a buffer, Zhuo Yanran's pair of crystal clear butterfly wings reappeared, carrying with them sword light and thunder, and slashed towards Wang Xuan.
At this moment, both of them seemed to be bathed in brilliant lightning, standing in the scorching sun, extremely dazzling, more transcendent than gods, and awe-inspiring.
They continued to fight each other in the void.
Xuantian, Heihe and Yelin all had solemn expressions, they saw it clearly, in that fairy light that was so dazzling even to the heavenly creatures, there were all patterns of the imperial way, this was an extremely powerful collision.
"Whose family does he belong to?" Heihe frowned. How could a true immortal be so powerful?
He didn't even think about becoming a casual cultivator, because it was too difficult to reach this step on his own. Even if they were the descendants of extraordinary people, not many people could "get on the road."
Zhuo Yanran has controlled more than one part of her body, but now she is not gaining the upper hand. This is such a terrible thing.
"Is this true? Fairy Zhuo can't even defeat him. The situation is a little bad." Someone whispered, feeling unbelievable.
Who is Zhuo Yanran? When she was in the realm of true immortal, she was a prominent figure in the vast sea of stars, but now she can't suppress this latecomer in a fair duel.
Only then did people realize why Lu Wufa was so determined to walk with the mysterious Lu Renjia.
Zhou Xuan in white was a little emotional earlier. He was blocked by Lu and couldn't fight with Lu Renjia. Now he is relieved.
Zhuo Yanran's black hair turned silver-white, and finally even her eyes became the same, her whole body was dazzling. It was the starlight entering her body and resonating with her imperial runes.
A pair of butterfly wings behind her, from transparent to silver-white, densely packed, carrying stars, violently urged forward, shattering the void with a bang.
Her wings flapped, emitting a light of destruction, causing blood to splatter on Wang Xuan's hands.
Wang Xuan remained unmoved. His skull glowed, and the core mark of his own Dao-controlling power inside roared, interweaving with the textures he had comprehended and flowing into his flesh and blood.
Outside his body, pieces of glowing paper floated up, constructed with imperial textures, interpreting various magical methods of the past.
The two of them had a most violent collision, countless stars poured out from the divine wings, and the imperial runes spread, illuminating the sky and the earth.
The star sea falls and suppresses Wang Xuan!
This put him under tremendous pressure. The opponent's behavior was indeed beyond his expectations. He was so crybaby, but turned out to be so ferocious after the fight!
The pair of butterfly wings vibrated, and countless starlight all fell down, exploding the sky in an instant, and it seemed that the battlefield was about to collapse.
Around Wang Xuan, papers flew up, the light of the imperial way shone, blasted into the sky, and cut off the galaxy.
Wang Xuan fought with her in close combat, their fists and palms collided many times, and even runes flashed in their eyes.
With a bang, Wang Xuan was hit on the head.
However, Zhuo Yanran's fingers were shaking and she was in extreme pain. She tried her best to block her opponent's path, but she failed to move him after launching such a fierce attack!
At the same time, Wang Xuan grabbed her butterfly wings that were carrying the stars and pulled them out suddenly, causing Zhuo Yanran to groan and blood to splatter on her waist and back.
Her materialized divine wings were torn and broken by the opponent, causing severe damage to her, and even the texture of her flesh and blood became dim.
She needs to rest for at least half a month before she can rebuild the pair of divine wings, which seriously affects her combat ability.
Sure enough, she was suppressed.
With a bang, her innocent but cold face was hit by a punch, and then her lower abdomen was almost pierced by the punch, and then her spine was fractured.
Wang Xuan’s fists were shining brightly and he was extremely brave.
"Stop, admit defeat!" Xuantian shouted in the distance. His snow-white tortoise shell, as big as a mountain, glowed. He waved his hands quickly, indicating that the battle was over.
"Give up, stop!" Heihe and the others came to their senses and quickly followed suit, shouting. If they continued fighting, Zhuo Yanran would be in a miserable state, as she was obviously no match for them.
Zhuo Yanran was dazed and stood there feeling lost. She actually lost.
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