"Rumble!"
Yang Xuanzang didn't dare to be careless. Seeing Fu Zhen take it head-on, he immediately used all his strength and pushed his strength to the peak.
All kinds of terrifying energy poured into the halberd, and countless rays of light shot out, forming the laws of the Great Dao.
Above the halberd, a halo of Five Elements appeared. They were all fourth-grade Five Elements, and they exuded endless power.
Fu Zhen's eyes narrowed as he stared at the halberd. He didn't take a single step back, allowing the energy to batter him.
"Ah! — — "
Yang Xuanzang roared with all his might. Veins popped out all over his body, and his face became extremely ferocious. His Fused Blood Body had almost reached its limit, and large amounts of cracks began to appear.
However, he still couldn't push the halberd forward.
Fu Zhen stood in front of him as steady as a mountain, using a divine sword to block all the attacks.
"Tsk tsk, what a shocking weapon. No wonder even Lord Fan Wu was moved."
Fu Zhen's pupils shrank. The divine sword was pushed forward with a clanging sound. The power of the sword was stronger than that of the halberd, but the divine sword itself was suppressed by the halberd's level, so it let out a mournful cry.
Yang Xuanzang only felt an unstoppable force push him back, and he was constantly pushed back.
He was both shocked and anxious. He naturally knew the difference between him and Fu Zhen, and from the looks of it, Fu Zhen seemed to be toying with him. It was as if he wanted him to unleash the full power of the halberd to show him how strong he was.
At this moment, a blue light turned into a giant wheel in the air. It fiercely slashed down, rolling towards Fu Zhen's face.
Fu Zhen's left hand slammed into the air, and with a bang, the wheel was pushed back.
Purple Heart's figure appeared in the air and grabbed the giant wheel. It was her Natal Divine Weapon, the Light Shaking Wheel. It changed in the air and turned into a divine sword that slashed down.
"Bang!"
The divine sword pressed down on Fu Zhen's sword, helping Yang Xuanzang take some of the pressure.
"Boom!"
The two of them worked together to resist Fu Zhen, and they immediately blocked the pressure. The terrifying spiritual pressure spread out in all directions, tearing the sky apart.
But in an instant, the two of them simultaneously paled. Fu Zhen chuckled as he stepped forward, and his sword energy completely stunned the two of them. It was as if they were mantises trying to stop a chariot.
"We're in trouble!"
Yang Xuanzang clenched his teeth and held on, but it didn't seem to have any effect. He continued to retreat.
On the other side of the battlefield, almost everyone was entangled with the strong ones. Some of them were even in great danger.
Only the Formless Mo Xun was still sitting in the void and quietly watching. He didn't help either side, but ripples appeared in his eyes as if he was struggling in his heart.
"Lord Fan Wu's tolerance for geniuses is extremely high. As long as you have the ability, Lord Fan Wu is willing to give you many opportunities. As long as you turn over a new leaf and follow me back to Lord Fan Wu, Lord Fan Wu is willing to let bygones be bygones and put you in an important position." Fu Zhen stared at Yang Qingxuan and slowly said.
"I've always wanted to kill him, yet he entrusted me with an important position. How can I accept that?" Yang Xuanzang chuckled. "I'll just continue to kill him."
"Heh, then we have no choice but to go with Lord Fan Wu's second plan. I'll kill you and take your memories and your weapon back." Fu Zhen's eyes turned cold as killing intent flashed across his face.
Yang Xuanzang instantly sucked in a breath of cold air. He felt his entire body turn cold, as if death had already arrived.
Purple Heart yelled, "Yang Qingxuan, run!"
The Alkaid Sword in her hand released a blinding light that turned into a giant wheel in the air. Then, she circulated the Supreme Reincarnation Technique, and the illusory image of a formation appeared. She attacked Fu Zhen with all her might, trying to buy Yang Qingxuan some time.
Yang Xuanzang yelled, "If I die, I die!"
The halberd flickered in the air and slashed down again. "Prison Battle!"
All of the energy gathered at one point and stabbed at Fu Zhen's vitals.
Purple Heart said anxiously, "We can't win against him. Run!"
Yang Xuanzang yelled, "Stop yelling. If I die, I die. How can I leave when I let a woman sacrifice herself to save me?"
Purple Heart cursed, "You pig head! I'm not saving you, I'm saving this halberd. I'm saving our hope of dealing with Lord Fan Wu! "
Yang Xuanzang chuckled, "Shut up. It's too late."
The two of them exerted their full strength, but they only managed to stop Fu Zhen for a split second. In the next moment, Fu Zhen's left hand formed a seal and slapped the sword in front of him.
A tear appeared in the void.
"Boom!"
The two of them trembled at the same time. Their attacks were directly shattered, and the terrifying energy blasted in front of them.
Bang! Bang!
The two of them flew out like a kite with a broken string, vomiting blood in the air.
There was a deep wound on Purple Heart's body that dyed her whole body red. Her aura dropped instantly.
Yang Qingxuan's body was shattered by the slash. He exploded into Yang Qingxuan and Onishi in the air, both of them vomiting blood.
The others wanted to come and help, but they were all entangled and could not send help at all. They were all anxious.
This time, the team that came to find the Primordial Bodhi Heart was strong enough. However, they did not expect Mo Lun to not die. The Formless Demon Xun was helpless, and Fu Zhen and the others even came to kill them. They were in great danger.
The strongest among them, Hong Lin, was also completely suppressed by Mo Lun. The Fire Lotus was shrinking and was in danger.
Fu Zhen's figure flashed and appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan. There was no emotion on his face as he raised his sword and slashed down.
Yang Qingxuan gritted his teeth and used the Dao Step to dodge. He then used all his strength to attack Fu Zhen's head.
"Heh, I knew you knew the Dao Step."
Fu Zhen sneered. He raised his left hand and slapped forward, blocking Yang Qingxuan's all-out attack. Then, he slashed down with his right hand again.
Yang Qingxuan's heart fell to the bottom. He thought to himself, "I'm really dead this time."
He had killed enemies all the way and struggled on the line of life and death until now. Finally, he stopped before the peak.
He was filled with endless emotions. He looked up at the sword and felt an indescribable loneliness.
"Maybe, every time I kill someone, the other party's state of mind is the same as mine."
At this moment, a strange thought arose in Yang Qingxuan's mind.
Suddenly, Fu Zhen's sword stopped in mid-air. It seemed to be blocked by some kind of force and could not slash down.
Yang Qingxuan was slightly stunned. He realized that Fu Zhen's face had turned ugly. Although he did not know what was going on, he quickly turned around and immediately retreated from Fu Zhen's attack range.
At this moment, a powerful force that seemed to come from beyond the nine heavens directly locked onto Fu Zhen and spun down.
Yang Qingxuan looked over in shock. He saw a lone figure in the sky above the Endless Demon Sea. He was holding a spear and shooting down from the powerful whirlpool.
Because of this move, the entire Myriad Demon Sea became even more chaotic and shattered.
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