1470: C1470 It Wasn't a Loss It Was a Death

C1470 It Wasn't a Loss It Was a Death

The Masked Man strenuously blocked the eight heavenly lightning bolts. Just as it was about to exhale, it saw that the thunderclouds in the sky had become even darker and bigger.

"What's going on? Could it be that he hasn't broken through to the first level?"

"No, he's a Second Level of Immortal Stage. Why did he have the Nine Heavenly Thunders before?"

The Masked Man couldn't figure it out. What he couldn't figure out was that the thunderclouds hadn't dispersed, which meant that the other party wasn't dead yet.

It was already very difficult for him to withstand eight consecutive Heavenly Lightning strikes, but the opponent had also blocked them. Furthermore, it seemed like he still wanted to continue.

Just as he was about to turn his head to look at Yun Fan, the glaring Lightning fell down. Seeing that the heads and tails of the Lightning were almost connected, the Masked Man's pupils shrunk, and it was filled with terror.

"Bastard, another nine lightning strikes, and a one-time attack! What the hell did you do!?"

The Masked Man was about to collapse. The previous eight lightning bolts were continuous, but now, there were nine lightning bolts, and he didn't even have time to catch his breath.

He had cultivated to the Second Level of Sage Stage, and had experienced a lot of heavenly lightning. He had seen even more of them, but he had never seen anything like this before.

Although it was a Nine Heavenly Thunders, its speed was too fast. It fell down almost instantly, and the Masked Man used all of its strength to defend against it. Although it didn't die, it still spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood.

It turned its head and looked at Yun Fan. Immediately, it felt as if ten thousand horses were galloping past its eyes.

It had worked so hard to block the heavenly lightning, but that fellow actually sat down cross-legged, and even kept the Longsword.

Fine, it's fine if you can ignore the heavenly lightning, but what the f * ck are you laughing at?

Are you very proud of being struck by the heavenly lightning? Do you, f * ck, deserve to be struck?!

"Kid, no matter if you're a human or a ghost, even if you can recover, you'll still die!"

The Masked Man was enraged. Just as it was about to slash out with its sword, it heard Yun Fan say, "Don't be agitated, I'm not done yet..."

"If you haven't played, then don't play. Do you think I still have time to play with you?"

Without giving Yun Fan a chance to finish, the Masked Man waved out the Longsword. Just as the sword beam shot out from the sword, a dazzling light lit up.

The Masked Man's heart suddenly trembled. It hurriedly retracted the Longsword and fiercely slashed towards the sky.

It only raised its head when the sword struck out. However, when it saw the Lightning falling once again, it felt an impulse to go crazy.

Although it wasn't nine bolts this time, it was only six bolts. However, these six bolts of heavenly lightning were even stronger than before. The most shameless thing was that they were able to strike at the same time.

Because he had just attacked Yun Fan, it was a little difficult for him to block the heavenly lightning. However, a Second Level of Sage Stage wasn't an Immortal Stage after all.

The Masked Man forcefully circulated the Genuine Qi in its body and slashed out one sword after another. It forcefully blocked the six heavenly lightning bolts.

He reached out his hand to touch the blood at the corner of his mouth. The Masked Man suppressed the surging blood energy in his body. He knew that he had to recover for a moment, or else he would suffer severe internal injuries.

Just as he sat down, he subconsciously raised his head to look at the sky. With one look, his entire body jumped up.

"What the hell? Why hasn't it dissipated yet?!"

"I said it's not over yet. I'm still a little bit away!" Yun Fan said with his eyes closed.

"Get lost. If you want to play, go play by yourself. I won't play with you anymore. I..."

The voice stopped abruptly. The Masked Man didn't dare to speak anymore nonsense because he realized that this time, it was still the Six Heavenly Lightning, which was even more powerful than before.

Ignoring the injuries on his body, sword beams flew out from his hands and quickly formed a round Sword Formation above his head.

He was a Second Level of Sage Stage, but after three strikes, he didn't dare say that he would be able to withstand the six bolts of heavenly lightning.

One Lightning after another struck the Sword Formation. With every strike, a large amount of blood would gush out from the corner of the Masked Man's mouth.

One after another, the Sword Formation swayed on the verge of collapse, and its body was in unbearable pain. After finally blocking the heavenly lightning, the Sword Formation completely collapsed. The Masked Man sat on the ground with its butt, and blood crazily spurted out from its mouth.

Looking at the gradually dissipating thunder clouds in the sky, the Masked Man heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that he no longer had the strength to block the next heavenly lightning.

However, at this moment, a figure stood in front of him. His heart suddenly tightened, as if someone had grabbed it with their hands.

Looking at Yun Fan's smiling face and his aura that was stronger than before, a chill ran down his spine.

Previously, his opponent was able to block his Sword Formation when he was injured, but now, his Sword Formation was even stronger than before, and he was seriously injured.

With the current situation, he knew very well that he was definitely not a match for this Second Level of Immortal Stage in front of him.

He was unwilling to accept this, even if he had to die, he wouldn't be willing to accept it.

"I don't understand why your realm hasn't improved after so many days of lightning strikes. It's fine if you ignore the heavenly lightning, but why are you still able to recover and become stronger than before? "

" Take a guess! "

A sword light slashed out. Yun Fan did not show any mercy or hesitation.

This time, the heavenly lightning didn't reduce the amount of materials used. He hadn't recovered from his injuries with the help of the heavenly lightning, but the Devil Body had risen to the Ninth Level of Immortal Stage.

He believed that if he entered a combat state, he would be able to withstand the attack of a First Level of Sage Stage with just his body alone.

Although the Masked Man was a Second Level of Immortal Stage, it could at most unleash the combat strength of a peak First Level of Immortal Stage when it was heavily injured. Therefore, he didn't hold back in this attack, and he didn't even think about defending himself.

"Even if I am injured, I can still kill you."

The Masked Man stabbed out the Longsword. Seeing that Yun Fan didn't have any intention of dodging, a cold smile appeared in his eyes.

The attack of mutual destruction, but he believed that the opponent would die before him. At that time, as long as he was still alive, he might not die.

Two sword beams crossed each other and stabbed into the opponent's body at the same time. Two mouthfuls of blood sprayed out at the same time, splashing all over the other party's body.

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped.

The wind around them was still blowing, and the dust in the sky was still flying. The two of them stared at each other, but neither of them moved.

The atmosphere was very strange. Drops of blood dripped down from the corners of their mouths, as if they were waiting for each other to fall.

"I understand now. It turns out that what you broke through wasn't your realm, but your physical body. I really didn't expect you to be a body cultivator.

I also didn't expect your body to be able to block most of my attacks. Now it seems like I've lost."

After a moment of silence, the Masked Man suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly. A Second Level of Sage Stage was actually defeated by a Second Level of Immortal Stage? What a joke!

"You didn't lose, you died!"

Yun Fan slowly pulled out the Longsword. At this moment, a Primordial Spirit suddenly flew out from the Masked Man's body, "I have a Primordial Spirit, so how could I die? I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a Primordial Spirit fly out from Yun Fan's body. The opponent was clearly only at the Second Level of Immortal Stage, but the opponent's Primordial Spirit was actually even stronger than his Primordial Spirit.

Initially, he thought that with the Primordial Spirit around, even if his body was destroyed, he would be able to cultivate again. This was because the Primordial Spirit had broken free from the restraints of his body, and its speed was extremely fast.

But now, before the Primordial Spirit could leave, it was struck by the opponent's Primordial Spirit.

"How can you have such a powerful Primordial Spirit, you..."0

Before he could even speak, the Masked Man's body fell down. The Primordial Spirit had been killed, and its last bit of hope had been destroyed. It could no longer hold on.

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