433: C433 He Was Not Afraid of Death? and He Was Still Able to Fight with Ease!

C433 He Was Not Afraid of Death? and He Was Still Able to Fight with Ease!

As the golden light in Sun Wufan's eyes shone, his Fiery Eyes of Truth were activated.

Elder Cheng's nimble movements became clear and visible.

Even the flow of the air in the arena, the direction of the Spiritual Force, Sun Wufan could see it clearly!

A huge amount of information flooded into his mind.

In less than a breath, he had grasped a chance!

"Eat my staff!"

Without any hesitation, Sun Wufan roared and immediately swung his staff again.

Ten thousand kilograms of divine strength condensed on the staff!

Bang!

At this moment, even Brahma Immortal Lord could not see what had happened clearly.

With a muffled sound, a figure flew out from the countless sword winds.

It was Elder Cheng!

In midair, he hurriedly used the Thousand Jin Fall to stabilize his body.

His eyes were wide open with disbelief.

His Sword Domain was famous for being watertight. Not to mention an Emperor, even an ordinary False Immortal might not be able to find a chance to counterattack.

How did this Demonic Beast do it?!

Elder Cheng's right hand, which was holding the sword, drooped down. The clear blade was already stained with blood, and it was dripping down along the tip of the sword.

But this blood was not his.

It was Sun Wufan's.

Just now, the monkey had used some unknown method to grab a gap in his Sword Domain.

But his cultivation at the Middle Period of Emperor was still a bit lacking.

When the iron staff was waved, Elder Cheng had reacted sharply.

Although he had caught a loophole, he still calmly and calmly counterattacked with a sword.

The sword qi that filled the sky and the shadows of dozens of swords distracted Sun Wufan's attention and Spiritual Force.

Coupled with the swing of the staff, Elder Cheng finally broke through his impenetrable defense. A sword cut a deep hole in Sun Wufan's body.

The stubbornness of the golden-haired monkey had greatly exceeded Elder Cheng's expectations.

As for the ability of the Divine Weapon armor, it was needless to say. When he swung his sword down, he could only hear a crisp sound, and not even a white mark was left!

After fighting for so long, the armor was still as good as new.

"Old man, you are not young anymore. Your reaction is quite fast! Come! Fight again!" Sun Wufan raised his staff horizontally in front of his chest, and his fighting spirit was even higher, as if he did not notice that he was already injured.

What a joke, it was just a small piece of flesh on his palm.

What was there to care about?

It was over if he fought!

Sun Wufan roared, raised his iron staff, and went up to meet him.

Clang!

The iron staff was waved like the wind, one staff after another.

It seemed that Sun Wufan was just randomly waving it, wanting to stabilize his attack as much as possible.

But Elder Cheng, who was in the arena, was more and more shocked!

The monkey's staff technique was not only powerful and heavy, it was also incomparably exquisite!

The staffs smashed down one after another, with an endless momentum.

Furthermore, every time he swung his staff, he would borrow the momentum of the previous strike. It could be said that he was becoming more and more courageous as the battle progressed!

In addition to the miraculous effect of the Fiery Golden Eyes, Elder Cheng was forced to fight Sun Wufan head on with his sword.

However, even though he was forced to this extent, Elder Cheng still did not think that Sun Wufan had any chance of winning.

So what if he was fighting head on?

Yes, your Demon Race was born with godly strength, and you were even a Peerless God's favored.

But I am only at the late stage of the False Immortal Stage. How could I be weaker than you?!

The sword qi that filled the sky, the dozens of long swords with Spiritual Force, which one of them could not take your life?

I would like to see how you are going to deal with this demon!

Come!

Elder Cheng roared and raised his sword to meet Sun Wufan.

In an instant, the sword wind in the arena was unceasing, and the shadows of the staff filled the sky!

Rumble!

The sword qi was indeed extremely difficult to deal with.

Even with the Yaksha Heavy Armor, Sun Wufan was still injured by some tricky sword qi.

Although each sword could not cause too much damage, even an elephant could not withstand the gnawing of countless ants.

One sword after another, the injuries increased.

Sun Wufan's physical strength was also slowly fading away with his blood.

When the battle reached its most intense stage, Sun Wufan was even too lazy to dodge.

In any case, the sky was filled with sword qi, and dodging would not be of any use.

Want to slash? Then let me slash!

I, Old Sun, am thick-skinned. Even if you cut me a few hundred times, I can still continue to fight.

But what about you old bones?

I'll catch you!

I'll break your old waist with a stick if I catch you!

Sun Wufan clenched his teeth tightly. He defended himself passively while staring at Elder Cheng with his Fiery Golden Eyes. He was waiting for Elder Cheng to reveal a fatal flaw.

At this moment, Brahma Immortal Lord could no longer watch.

To deal with a junior of the Demon Clan at the Middle Period of Emperor, he actually spent so much time.

If this were to spread out, not to mention that Elder Cheng's life was in danger, where would Brahma Immortal Palace's face be placed?

Not only that, Brahma Immortal Lord had also seen through the clues on Sun Wufan's body.

It was obvious that he was the one being suppressed, and he was the one who was constantly injured.

However, the golden-haired monkey's aura did not seem to be weak at all. Instead, it became more and more valiant as the battle went on!

If this dragged on, Elder Cheng would really be in trouble.

Elder Cheng! The longer the night, the longer the dream!

Let's end this quickly!

After receiving the message from Brahma Immortal Lord, Elder Cheng clenched his teeth and planned to use his trump card to win the match.

However, at the same time, a wave of exclamations suddenly erupted from the disciples of the Immortal Palace.

"Holy shit?! What's going on?!"

"Is this Demon Clan crazy? He... he actually took off the armor?!"

"Could it be that he has exhausted all of his Demonic Power and can't even support the armor anymore?"

"I don't think so. This Demon Race's aura is so overwhelming. It doesn't look like it has used up all of its Demonic Power."

"No matter what, this brat can hold on until now. His success is all thanks to this armor. Now that he has lost his biggest reliance, I think the victor will be decided very soon."

"To be able to fight with a top expert like Elder Cheng to this extent, this brat is really bragging."

"Who says that?"

Just as Brahma Immortal Lord was transmitting his voice, the Yaksha Heavy Armor on Sun Wufan's body suddenly disappeared, as if it had been taken back by him.

Seeing this scene, the higher-ups of the Brahma Immortal Palace could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

Without the protection of this armor, how could this Demon Race endure?

Not only them, even the expressions of Shen Jun and Xie Qilan couldn't help but change.

They were not worried that Sun Wufan would lose.

Instead, they knew that Wufan was... really going to kill him.

On the battlefield, Elder Cheng immediately revealed a look of joy.

This armor was incomparably hard, causing him to have a headache.

Now, it was all good.

Without this turtle shell, I want to see how you are going to fight with me!

This sword.

Let the competition end.

"Come!"

Elder Cheng raised his sword high and shouted.

A fierce wind immediately blew across the battlefield.

The dozens of sword phantoms flew back into his hands in an instant, and the treasured swords let out a dragon's roar.

The sword just now had turned into a thousand swords, and the sword aura spread throughout the entire battlefield.

Now, the thousand swords had cooperated with one another, and their auras had suddenly risen to the peak!

This sword was Elder Cheng's strongest attack.

"Brat! Once this sword is out, I won't be able to hold it back!" Elder Cheng held the sword with one hand and shouted loudly, "It is not easy for the Demon Clan to produce a Peerless God's favored like you in countless years!"

"I'll give you another chance!"

"Surrender immediately!"

Facing Elder Cheng's threat, Sun Wufan was stunned for a moment.

Then, he actually laughed out loud.

"Old man! Have you lived for too long? You are even hesitating when fighting!"

"If you don't swing your sword now, I, Old Sun, will come and find you!" Sun Wufan pointed his long rod and was extremely arrogant.

At the same time, a blue wave of air rose once again.

"Pegasus Ryuseiken! 60 times amplification!"

He did as he said.

After a furious roar, Sun Wufan actually took the initiative to charge forward with the long rod in his hand!

Such courage even caused the surrounding Immortal Palace disciples to feel a sense of respect in their hearts.

Ants trying to shake a big tree. He was overestimating himself.

He knew that he was going to lose and even die, but he was unwilling to admit defeat.

This Demon Clan really had some backbone.

"You're courting death!"

Elder Cheng was furious. The sword that he had been raising above his head and storing power finally fell.0

He had already locked onto Sun Wufan's aura.

This sword was definitely going to determine the victor!

However, no one saw it.

Sun Wufan, who was charging fearlessly, revealed a strange smile on his face.

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