"No! We can't let it go on like this, otherwise even if we don't lose, we will lose all our face."

Fu Yang was anxious, and then gritted his teeth: "That's it! This is the only way. Although it will do a lot of damage to himself, I think the earth mouse will definitely not be able to escape. I just hope that this guy can keep his promise like a man.

.”

Bang bang bang...

Fu Yang was beaten head-on by Tu Wutian. He was beaten from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground to the sky. The opponent laughed arrogantly, as if he thought he had a chance to win!

"Hahaha! Let me tell you, little boy, do you feel very aggrieved? Do you feel embarrassed? I know that if you were not lucky enough to master the death energy and fight openly, you would not be me.

rival!"

Tu Wutian screamed, a little shameless. After all, he was using Kana to threaten Fu Yang not to use death energy. At best, it could only be regarded as a "semi-fair" duel...

Bang bang bang bang!

Houtian Shenli clenched his fist and blasted straight towards Fu Yang's abdomen. There were already many fist marks there, densely stacked together, forming a shape similar to a honeycomb. It looked very weird and disgusting. And the Phantom Ghost Armor's

The defense layer has also been compressed very thin by the terrifying and huge force.

One more punch at most, and the armor on the abdomen will be completely shattered!

When the time comes, without the protection of the armor, Fu Yang in his physical state will find it even more difficult to survive against Tu Wutian who controls the "Houtu Divine Hercules". He will also completely lose the chance to make a comeback.

Why not... fight!!!

So when Tu Wutian hit Fu Yang in the abdomen with a straight punch for the last time, there was a clicking sound of broken metal. The Phantom Armor's abdominal armor finally shattered completely, exposing Fu Yang's body.

Phew!

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Houtu Shenhushi's terrifying punches had penetrated the broken armor and injured Fu Yang's body. One of his ribs was instantly broken, and his internal organs were also slightly damaged.

"Haha! Little brat, you are no match for me." Tu Wutian laughed arrogantly, but the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because, Fu Yang held his wrist tightly! He couldn't break free at all, and the two of them were stuck together.

Tu Wutian's pupils suddenly narrowed, and he subconsciously shouted sharply: "What do you want to do?!"

Fu Yang grinned coldly: "Of course, both sides will suffer first. Then we'll see who can hang on longer and last longer."

After saying that, his whole body's magic power surged and started to work crazily. The ghost armor that was originally attached to his body all trembled violently, making a clanging sound of gold and iron. The pieces of armor bloomed like petals and almost separated from the skin.

…

So Fu Yang looks a lot bigger now, like a weird hedgehog!

Tu Wutian was stunned: "You want to remove the armor now?"

wrong!!!

"Is this...mana self-destruction?!" He was suddenly startled, and then showed an incredulous look.

That’s right!

The so-called Phantom Armor, in essence, except for a small part of it which is composed of the liquid metal of the Thousand Fantasy Sword, most of it is composed of the power of the ghost and the five-color spiritual power. Therefore, this armor is originally

The materialization of Fu Yang's mana. Now, he wants to annihilate it directly, which is similar to the self-destruction of mana!

It's just that this kind of self-destruction is not considered suicide - Fu Yang is certainly not stupid enough to drive himself to pieces, but it is a gamble in which both sides suffer!

"Haha, earth rat! Are you scared? The Phantom Ghost Armor is the materialization of mana, which can be said to be formed by extreme compression. I self-destructed it, and we were both at the center of the explosion... Hahaha." Fu Yang let out a crazy cry.

Laughing loudly, his eyes radiated a determined light.

"You crazy person!"

Tu Wutian struggled wildly, clenched his left hand that was not caught by Fu Yang into a fist, and hit him in the head with a roaring sound...

But it's too late!

The Phantom Ghost Armor, which had been completely opened, exploded. A transparent gas ball with a diameter of more than five feet appeared on the top of the skyscraper.

Although the power of this explosion has reached an incredible level, there is no sound and it spreads silently in all directions, crushing the void inch by inch.

If there was something on the path of the spreading gas mass at this time, it would probably be crushed into powder in an instant!

The gas mass generated by the explosion spread outward for about a second and became dozens of meters in diameter. Then it suddenly collapsed and suddenly shrank inwards.

It became only two or three meters away. Through the high-definition camera lens of the helicopter hovering near the roof, Fu Yang and Tu Wutian inside could be clearly seen.

Click!

In the end, the shrinking explosive air ball shattered like glass. Fu Yang and Tu Wutian were like two kites with broken strings, falling from high altitude towards the top of the skyscraper almost at the same time...

boom!

The two fell heavily to the ground, their expressions on their faces distorted, as if they were in pain. They also let out low screams of pain. They both looked very embarrassed.

The clothes on Fu Yang's body were in tatters, like a beggar's. Moreover, there were purple marks all over his body, which must have been beaten by the Houtu God Warrior.

As for Tu Wutian, it’s not much better!

The puppet-style armor "Gotu Shenlishi" controlled by this guy has been blown into powder, and only some pieces of flesh are still stuck to his body, which looks very weird.

Although there does not appear to be any external injuries on the body, blood is constantly seeping out from the seven orifices, and it is obvious that he has suffered serious internal injuries...

Cough cough cough.

Fu Yang coughed violently and stood up from the ground, staggering a few times. He held his chest with his hands and looked at Tu Wutian with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Russian mouse? How do you feel? You thought you had the upper hand, but you were overturned by me with one move?"

There was a ruckus.

Where Tu Wutian was lying, the gravel blocks on the ground automatically condensed into several stone pillars, lifting him up to stand up. They also pressed against his back to prevent him from becoming unstable.

He looked at Fu Yang with a cold expression: "Baby, I really didn't expect you to be so cruel! You have the guts. I admit that you are the most outstanding young man I have ever seen at this age. It's a pity that you are a member of the Pantheon Cult.

Your enemy is my love rival. Therefore, I will never let you go."

Fu Yang shrugged, with a very disdainful expression: "It's just you? You captured Kana and restricted me from using death energy. I can only use my normal cultivation level to fight you. You didn't even win. Now, I want to completely surrender

You know, you are not worthy of Qin Mei at all!"

With that said, Fu Yang once again used the remaining magic power in his body and rushed towards Tu Wutian...
Chapter completed!