Fantasy: My skills are all passive

Chapter 430 Escape

Some immortal soldiers and generals who were a little closer to Fanbuwei and had no time to dodge were instantly swept in by the thunder and fire area, and disappeared in a short while.

"Hahaha, the power of ants, but also trying to challenge the power of the gods, is really like a car! Overestimated!" Fan Buwei laughed wildly, his mind has fallen into a state of extreme madness.

After finishing speaking, Fan Buwei took the initiative to meet the field of thunder and fire, and vigorously swung the Thunder Yanyue Saber in his hand. Even in the state of Thunder God's descending, the aura of Tianwei Saber was still extremely fierce.

Fan Jian's thunder and fire area was also shaken for a while, but this crazy fighting method of only attacking but not defending also made the sword energy intertwined with thunder and fire constantly destroy Fan Buwei's body.

"Come on, come on, it's not enough, boy, don't you want to kill me?" Fan Buwei kept attacking the Leihuo area, wanting to come to Fan Jian, like a caged beast rushing into a cage.

Fan Jian frowned. Under such circumstances, I'm afraid this move won't last long.

Sure enough, Fan Jian hadn't had time to figure out what to do next, Fan Buwei had already blasted through the area of ​​thunder and fire that trapped him, but now his muscles all over his body were swelled, scars were everywhere, and blood flowed all over his body.

Fan Jian saw that Fan Buvi had reached his limit at this time, and he was only relying on his thoughts to hold on, but it is often such a desperate fight, let alone be underestimated!

Fan Buwei broke through the thunder fire area, and came to Fan Jian in an instant, raised the Thunder Yanyue Knife with both hands and slashed towards Fan Jian frantically, one knife after another, Tianwei is still full of power!

Fan Jian could only sacrifice the Jingji long sword, and kept resisting it. The Jingji sword and the Thunder Yanyue knife kept colliding, making crisp cracking sounds.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!" Fan Buwei became more and more crazy as he hit, and the more he hit, the harder he hit, as if he wanted to use up all his remaining vitality.

Finally, the heaven-level high-rank Jingji long sword was overwhelmed, and with a "buzz", it was cut inch by inch by the fairy-level low-rank Thunder Yanyue knife, and the breaking sound seemed to be the mournful cry of Jingji long sword.

Fan Jian was startled, and a sense of sadness welled up in his heart. At the same time, Fan Jian, who had lost his weapon, was slashed by Fan Buwei and flew out with serious injuries.

And Fan Buwei finally exhausted his last bit of strength, and fell to the ground like a building, crashing down and losing his mobility.

Fan Jian never imagined that Fan Buwei, who had been driven into a desperate situation, would be able to fight himself to such an extent, cut off the silence, and severely injured himself.

Seeing the leader's defeat, the immortal soldiers and generals behind Fan Buwei hurriedly prepared to come forward to rescue them.

How could Fan Jian let them get what they wished? Biwei Qingzheng, together with the strength of the needles, shot Fan Buvi and a group of immortal soldiers quickly with countless white pine needles, and the flaw attack was triggered instantly.

In this way, anyone who did not violate this generation of Tianlei executors fell under Fan Jian's first and most basic moves.

And all the immortal soldiers and generals who came to the rescue were also killed by the white pine needles, and some were forced to retreat. The remaining immortal soldiers and generals quickly retreated seeing that the situation was over.

Fan Jianqiang held back his physical injuries, and hurried forward to retrieve the fragments of the Jingji long sword and the Thunder Crescent Moon Knife.

"The final slash by a powerful general worthy of being called the Leibu is extremely powerful. The thunder and lightning true energy remaining in my body is raging violently, but it is difficult to drive away!"

Fan Jian was thinking while stuffing the healing medicine into his mouth.

"This is the power of Tianwei. Originally, I could completely crush him, but I didn't expect him to make a counterattack with the help of Tianwei, which made me so embarrassed!"

"Not to mention being seriously injured, but also ruined Jingji!"

Fan Jian felt a little sad. After all, Jingji had already been recast for the second time. I don't know if there is a chance to repair and recast this break.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Those immortal soldiers and generals who have escaped will definitely report to Qingting truthfully. If there is no news of defeat, Qingting will definitely send stronger gods to chase me down!"

Originally, Fan Jian was very confident in his own strength. At least he felt that with his current strength, he could fight against any great god in Qingting.

But after the battle with Fan Buvi, Fan Jian felt that he was still too naive, and the gap in Tianwei couldn't be made up by ordinary strength.

"Strength, realm! I must break through as soon as possible!"

Fan Jian secretly made up his mind and started to escape with all his strength.

At this time, Fan Jian lost his weapon, and his injuries have not healed. If he is chased and killed by some great god at this time, he will inevitably escape the fate of being arrested if he is killed.

While running, Fan Jian suddenly became dizzy, and felt that the scene in front of him seemed to have changed.

Fan Jian shook his head vigorously, "Could it be that the injury is so serious? It made me dizzy? No way, I feel that the injury is getting better little by little!"

Fan Jian felt a little strange, and began to observe around. It didn't matter if it didn't matter, and he felt even more dizzy when he saw it. He felt that the scene around him was constantly rotating and changing.

This uncomfortable feeling made Fan Jian close his eyes quickly, "No, no, I have to wait a while, did I get into some formation by mistake?"

Thinking of this, Fan Jian was shocked.

Opening his eyes again, Fan Jian opened his mouth wide in a 'wow'. Fan Jian was completely shocked by the previous scene.

It was originally a scene of auspicious clouds in the Lingxiao Realm, but now Fan Jian opened his eyes again, and what he saw was a pitch-black starry sky with a transparent galaxy in front of him.

That star river is like a beautiful fairy bridge, leading to a seemingly small, but white and gorgeous palace.

Fan Jian rubbed his eyes vigorously with both hands, a little in disbelief, "Where...is this? Did I cross time again?"

Then he pinched his face vigorously with his hand, "Ah, it hurts so much! Is this not a dream? I've been in Lingxiao Realm for so long, why didn't I know there is such a fairyland?"

Looking at the long bridge of stars under his feet, Fan Jian first tapped his toes to confirm that it was real, then he stepped on it boldly and walked forward step by step.

At the same time, the true energy around him was constantly surrounding him, and Fan Jian was ready to fight at any time. After all, the current situation was special, and the more beautiful things were, the more dangerous they were. Fan Jian still understood this truth.

Finally, Fan Jian walked slowly across the long bridge of stars and rivers, and came to the gate of the palace, a wave of immortal energy rushed towards Fan Jian's face.

"Huh? This fairy energy is not the same as that in the Lingxiao Realm. Why does it still smell a little fragrant?"

Fan Jian thought it smelled good, so he took a few deep breaths!