2051: C2051 Combined

C2051 Combined

A life-and-death battle!

This description was definitely not excessive!

Only now did Meng Fan understand why Taoist Taishang's disdain had turned serious when he mentioned the Priest Zang.

Although the latter was crazy, his strength was so strong that he was almost the same as Taoist Taishang.

Meng Fan was certain that when Daoist Zang crossed Wu Sea back then, his strength was definitely around the same as the two great palms of the Nether Soil, which was why he was so confident.

Meng Fan did not dare to have any carelessness when dealing with this kind of expert.

If he relaxed even a little, it might be enough to take his life!

Karma in the palm of the hand, good fortune in the palm of the hand, life or death in the palm of the hand!

After a moment, Meng Fan roared at the sky, intimidating the people from the nine heavens and the ten earth. Every single word was clearly heard like thunder.

At that instant, he went insane. He completely used the methods he knew and walked forward. Every single step he took, all the intent in his body seemed to be burning as he helped Meng Fan and his battle power kept on increasing.

The Emperor's Fist swept across the sky and smashed ruthlessly towards the ancient palace!

Bang, bang!

In the blink of an eye, it could be seen that Meng Fan was fighting against the damaged ancient hall. The shadows of his fists were like a tide as they unceasingly advanced forward.

And now, within the Divine Array, Taoist Taishang was using everything he had to kill the Ghost Face.

If Princess Yaoyue, Immortal, and Buried Kings were to see the scene before their eyes, they wouldn't be able to say anything.

This big and small old fox really agreed with those words. There were no eternal friends, only eternal interests.

Logically speaking, based on the enmity between the two, it was already a good idea to not kill each other when they met without harming each other. However, both Meng Fan and Taoist Taishang had formidable personalities.

They disliked each other, but for the sake of this eternal benefit, the two of them chose to temporarily join forces and put down their grudges!

It was probably Graveyard Owner and the Immortal King that were about to vomit blood. This scene could not be imagined even if they were beaten to death.

However, to people like Meng Fan and Taoist Taishang, they were nothing.

"Break!"

Although Meng Fan was heavily injured in the sky, it was not a problem to suppress the damaged ancient palace. After all, the latter was completely soulless and could at most be considered as an ancient artifact.

His single word was akin to a hundred thousand thunderbolts.

Even though it was the damaged ancient palace, it could not resist. It was continuously forced back by Meng Fan and cracks continuously appeared on its surface.

"Roar!"

Sensing all that, Taoist Taishang's killing formation immediately let out a long howl. It was extremely sharp, and it came from that face.

Taoist Taishang was a truly formidable person. When he attacked, he was definitely not any weaker than Wu Tie. He used the killing formation as a trap to besiege the ghost face and cut it in half. He was unable to merge with its original body and naturally made it unable to burst forth with its full power, causing its battle power to be scattered and filled with hatred.

"The heavens have fallen, but I do not fall, I do not live, I do not die, I do not live, you dare to treat me like this …" "We will meet my eternal curse, and generations will die!"

At this moment, the ghost face became insane.

No matter what, it was impossible to imagine that this was a result of Taoist Taishang's attack. The image of an old man gradually appeared on Taoist Taishang's face.

He looked extremely old and his eyes were filled with endless malice, as if he wanted to memorize the faces of Meng Fan and Taoist Taishang. Anyone who saw his appearance would feel a chill down their spine.2

Without a doubt, this should be the last bit of Spiritual Sense that Priest Zang possessed. The moment he sensed that his ancient hall was about to fall, it also stimulated the consciousness of this ruthless person from the past. It was as if it came from the sky and filled the entire space with a cold and gloomy feeling.

Even a Celestial King would find it hard to resist such resentment. If this consciousness entered one's body, if one's willpower became unstable, then it was very likely that one would go crazy in the future. One would be controlled by this consciousness day and night.

However, in the sky, regardless of whether it was Meng Fan or Taoist Taishang, they were not in this group.

The two of them had fought their way out of countless corpses. Their wills were as strong as the heavens and the earth, but they wouldn't waver in the slightest. These were the two formidable figures.

"Haha, Daoist Zang, I wasn't afraid when you were alive. You've been hanging around for such a long time now, and you still want me to be afraid of you. Go dream! Obediently hand over your Source energy and let's go!"

Taoist Taishang was extremely similar to Meng Fan in this aspect. He was truly lawless and there was no one in his eyes. He raised his hand and a palm descended from the sky.

"Suppress!"

Outside of the killing array, Meng Fan was also the same. It was just two words, but it was enough to express his attitude. He was like an eagle in the sky as he descended from the sky and smashed down with his Emperor's Fist.

After three breaths of time, the shocking battle that had occurred within the Wu Sea was about to come to an end. The ancient hall rumbled and transformed into a Debris in the air, which was torn to pieces by Meng Fan. The shadows of his fists smashed on it countless times, and finally caused the ancient hall to be unable to endure it any longer and collapse with a loud bang.

Within the killing formation, although the face was sinister and terrifying, filled with resentment, it was still difficult to resist against Taoist Taishang's methods.

When the killing array closed, Taoist Taishang was left alone in the air. His large hand descended, and layers upon layers of slaps were powerful and ferocious, while at the same time, his other hand also patted down from the air, turning into something like silk. It endlessly wrapped around the ghost face, fusing its aura with the Qi, sealing all of the methods of the ghost face.

This scene made Meng Fan, who was on the side, nod his head. Taoist Taishang was truly powerful to the extreme. With one yin and one yang, one softness and one toughness, his control was extremely ingenious. It was completely natural without any loopholes.

Boom!

Meng Fan grabbed the broken ancient hall and crushed it. Then, he strode out of the killing array.

"Great Palm, do not forget your promise to your friend!"

It was obvious that he had suppressed this Phantom Shadow to the very last moment. Once the resentment within it was removed, this was the means of Daoist Zang throughout his entire life. Towards this, Meng Fan was naturally afraid that Taoist Taishang would go back on his words.

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Taoist Taishang's nose snorted and his hand seal descended. He smacked down with his palm and finally killed the last bit of consciousness in the ghost shadow as he coldly spoke.

"Don't take me as the absolute beginning. Although I am ruthless, I have always kept my promise. What I should give you will be given to you. But if I want to kill you, I will not delay it!"

As his voice faded, Taoist Taishang raised his hand and cut apart the ghostly figure. Faint divine rays of light that contained many Law Entanglement were the essence of this Daoist Zang's life. What was buried here … Burial Will!

Under Taoist Taishang's hacking, it also split him by seventy-three percent. It could be considered that he had fulfilled his previous promise and given thirty percent to Meng Fan!

Towards this, Meng Fan nodded his head. He quite admired Taoist Taishang's point. He was different from other old monsters and could be considered a man of his heart.

One is one, two is two. If it wasn't a stopgap measure, they would never go back on their words.

With a wave of his hand, Meng Fan went to grab his share of the funeral.

Since Taoist Taishang was still loyal to him, then Meng Fan wouldn't use any underhanded tricks to take his share.

However, the moment Meng Fan's hand descended, the space in the room suddenly distorted before Meng Fan could grab it. A large hand descended from the sky and covered everything that Meng Fan was on … Completely cut off!

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