Fighting the Martial Universe

In the space tunnel, the void ship is still moving.

Yu Ru was in a very happy mood. It has been a month since he was targeted by the Black Dragon Hiring Corps. There was no accident on the road, and it was quite calm.

"Perhaps Young Master Zhang's worries are false, and no one will attack at all!"

A pleasant expression appeared on Yuru's face.

Before, she was completely tensed, she was worried about the dangers along the way, but she did not expect that several crises would be easily resolved by Zhang Mofan.

In half a month, he will be able to truly reach the world of Futian. At that time, Emperor Futian will send a strong man to meet her.

"Half a month, there is still half a month, I hope the time will pass soon!"

Yuru prayed.

And Zhang Mofan spent more than three hundred days in the tenfold cultivation method. In these three hundred days, Zhang Mofan has refined all the three sacred fruits and strengthened his Taoist power. Even to cultivate one's own Taoist power to the point of a bottleneck, it is very difficult to go further.

"I have reached the bottleneck stage in my cultivation, and if I want to break through to the middle stage of Dao Sage, I can only look for opportunities!"

Zhang Mofan slowly opened his eyes, his face showing satisfaction.

He also did not expect that performing the second task, he would be able to obtain such treasures as Saint Yuan Qiguo. These three fruits would at least save him a few years of hard cultivation.

"If I were to cultivate to the middle stage of the Dao Sage, it would be difficult to find an opponent in the later stage of the Dao Sage. If I cultivate the evil word tactics again, I may be sure to fight against the powerhouse of the Dao Sage peak!"

Zhang Mofan said to himself.

Above the Dao Sacred Realm, there are four realms, Early, Mid, Late and Peak.

In the ten-year battle of life and death, the gods’ gate, in order to kill him, must be the strong man who sent the Dao Sage Peak, and he would be the most talented Dao Sage.

Zhang Mofan knew that his current time was far from enough.

Zhang Mofan came out of the picture of mountains and rivers and said, "Miss Yuru, it seems that my intuition is wrong!"

Yu Ru smiled and said: "You sensed it, maybe the black evil mad demon, if someone else had taken a shot at me, it should have been shot long ago!"

However, as soon as her words fell, her face froze, because she saw that at the end of her sight, a huge void ship appeared.

On the Void Ship, there was a strong man standing there, visually, there were at least thirty figures.

"Sure enough, someone came!"

Yuru's voice trembled a little.

You know, space tunnels are actually very big, and it is not easy to find them in the tunnel.

In other words, Zhang Mofan's previous induction was not wrong.

Zhang Mofan looked at the Void Ship and said, "This time, the other party may have made full preparations. You should hide in the Void Ship and don't come out. Listen to my order. If we lose, we will return on the same route!"

"it is good!"

Yuru waved his hands and opened the shield of the void ship to its strongest.

As for Zhang Mofan, he flew out of the void ship.

Whoosh whoosh!

At this time, the Void Ship on the opposite side also flew out a number of silhouettes, and more than 30 silhouettes landed at the same time.

Zhang Mofan narrowed his eyes, staring at the figures that suddenly appeared, but finally his eyes were locked on the ice-blue figure.

"He? Who is he?"

Yuru stared at the ice-blue figure, with amazement in his eyes, and said: "Are you Huang Yihan?"

"Huang Yihan? Do you know him?"

Zhang Mofan turned and asked Xiang Yuru.

"Of course I do!"

Yuru nodded and said: "Huang Yihan is the first genius recognized by the Futian world. Emperor Futian often mentioned him in front of me, saying that he was a rare genius in a century. However, because he was too genius, he was The world of Futian has a feeling of inferiority, his talent will definitely not be weaker than yours!"

"Could they just ask Huang Yihan to deal with me?" Zhang Mofan raised his brows.

"Are you Zhang Mofan?"

Huang Yihan looked at Zhang Mofan with endless chills in his eyes.

"I came here today for no purpose. I just want to fight you. I don't know if I have the qualifications?"

Huang Yihan said indifferently.

"You came to me for a fight, I am afraid that the drunkard is not in the bar? If you defeat me, the group of people behind you, I am afraid they will immediately take action and kill Miss Yuru!"

Zhang Mofan sneered.

"I just want to fight you. You are the genius of the Heavenly Desolate Lord Realm, and I am the genius of the Futian World. Everyone knows you Zhang Mofan, but no one knows me Huang Yihan. If you defeat you, Huang Yihan will definitely fight. Fame?"

After Huang Yihan finished speaking, his eyes flashed sharply, the next moment his figure burst out like a tiger.

boom!

With Huang Yihan's fierce rush, the space storms that swept around began to crazily shatter.

"Nine-layer cold sword!"

Huang Yihan's body was so cold that he turned out an ice-cold sword in his hand. The coldness raged all over his body, and instantly appeared in front of Zhang Mofan, and then the ice-cold sword slashed out at Zhang Mofan.

Whoops whoops!

There are nine cold rays, and each one carries a terrifying cold power.

The most important thing is that these nine ice-cold sword lights are not only powerful, one sword is stronger than one sword, and even the speed is faster than one sword.

Zhang Mofan's eyes condensed, Ten Thousand Demon Slaughter Demon Halberd in his hand, his power exploded, and he directly greeted him.

Only heard clanging clanging sounds one after another, the huge reaction force produced by nine impacts made Zhang Mofan unable to help but back up a few steps.

But Huang Yihan's eyes were even more chilly.

On his body, out of thin air, a battle armor completely formed by cold air appeared.

Wearing Xuanbing armor and holding Xuanbing Dao sword.

Huang Yihan seemed to have truly turned into an ice emperor at this moment.

"Twelve Heavy Cold Swords!"

Huang Yihan swung his sword arrogantly again, but this time he wielded twelve sword lights one after another.

"This swordsmanship is pretty good~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the Wave-Eating Baizhongzhan have the same effect, but unfortunately, the fire conditions are still much worse."

Zhang Mofan smiled indifferently. From Huang Yihan's current strength, he is not very good. Is this person really a martial artist of the late Dao Sage?

Still the first genius in the world of Futian.

If so, this first day would be too weak.

He even felt that Huang Yihan's strength might not be much stronger than the leader of the black dragon.

On the contrary, it was those strong men with abusive expressions on their faces, not at all worried that Huang Yihan would be defeated.

Yu Ru seemed to react and reminded loudly: "Master Zhang, you have to be careful of this Huang Yihan. Huang Yihan who fought with you is not his deity at all, this is just his Xuanbing clone."