Chapter 447

Lan Yue's healing supernatural power was so powerful that it shocked the audience.

The alchemists present were stunned. This miraculous ability was even more terrifying than medicinal pills.

Even Elder Ren, a sixth-grade alchemist, would not dare to say that the healing pill he refined had such a terrifying effect.

In just half an hour, Fan Shaoyun's injury had recovered most of it.

Possessing such miraculous magical powers does not require pills at all.

"Where is this woman sacred?" Everyone was shocked and curious.

The top powerhouses of the six major forces are extremely shocked, such a strange woman is absolutely rare in the world.

The people around Feng Wuchen are either geniuses or strange people.

In the battle of Broken Soul Valley, Feng Wuchen was seriously injured. At that time, Lan Yue took the initiative to heal Feng Wuchen, and Feng Wuchen and the others learned that Lan Yue has such powerful supernatural powers.

"Who is this woman?" Fan Shaoyun was also quite curious.

About an hour later, Fan Shaoyun's injury had recovered, and the amazing recovery speed shocked everyone.

"Really recovered!" Looking at his palm, Fan Shaoyun couldn't believe it.

Staring at Fan Shaoyun proudly, Feng Wuchen smiled evilly and said, "Since it has recovered, let's do it."

After recovery, Fan Shaoyun's self-confidence returned, with a proud sneer on his face, his fists clenched tightly, and his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"Buzz!"

The terrifying power of the Fourth Layer of Heaven and Human Realm was fully mobilized, and it seemed to be stronger than before.

Fan Shaoyun sneered playfully and said: "Feng Wuchen, you helped to recover, you brought it on yourself."

The corner of Feng Wuchen's mouth once again evoked a wicked smile, but he did not speak, but seemed even more arrogant.

"Don't think that you can defeat me if you break through the first level of Heaven and Human Realm and become stronger, you are too naive!" Fan Shaoyun sneered confidently.

"boom!"

When the words fell, Fan Shaoyun suddenly rushed out, with a strong roar, the figure flashed, and Tu Tianjian stabbed Feng Wuchen's eyes with an extremely tricky force.

Fan Shaoyun's shot was ruthless.

Feng Wuchen turned to one side, cleverly avoiding it without losing his style.

Fan Shaoyun was not surprised when the sword fell in the air. Tu Tianjian launched a fierce and fierce offensive again. Every move was extremely fierce, and it could be said that the move was fatal. The most fierce part of the sword art was brought into full play.

However, such a fierce and fierce offensive was completely avoided by Feng Wuchen.

Fan Shaoyun's sword never hit Feng Wuchen, not even Feng Wuchen's sleeve.

Feng Wuchen has been in a state of avoidance, and his figure is like a ghost, making it impossible to catch.

Therefore, Fan Shaoyun's offensive was completely ineffective.

After a series of ferocious and fierce attacks, Feng Wuchen was still standing there, not moving at all.

The audience was shocked!

What kind of realm has Feng Wuchen's strength reached?

"How unreasonable! How dare you look down on me!" Fan Shaoyun became more angry the more he fought, and the original confidence and arrogance had disappeared.

Feng Wuchen did not take action, which was a shame to Fan Shaoyun, and felt that Feng Wuchen was trampling on his dignity.

"Take out the power you can defeat me, you have never defeated me, and the battle at Broken Soul Valley has not yet been decided." Feng Wuchen smiled evilly, arrogantly, and looked at Fan Shaoyun aloofly.

Fan Shaoyun's face was hideous, his veins swelled up like a lion in rage.

"Earth-level first-grade martial arts! Nine-foot-turning palm!"

Fan Shaoyun mobilized his innate power with all his strength, his left palm condensed a terrifying power, and the monstrous aura was full of shocking power.

"Buzz!"

Fan Shaoyun slammed out a palm, and a huge golden palm print of sixty or seventy feet burst out. The power was violent and terrifying, and the void shook violently.

The nine-foot-turning palm, Feng Wuchen had already experienced it before.

Fan Shaoyun used it again, and the terrifying power still frightened everyone.

Feng Wuchen had no fear on his face, and still had a frivolous evil smile on his face.

The audience fell silent again, everyone held their breath, looked at Feng Wuchen with horrified eyes, and they all wanted to see Feng Wuchen's current power.

When the huge and terrifying golden palm print was still a few meters away from Feng Wuchen, Feng Wuchen shot.

"laugh!"

"Boom!"

I saw Feng Wuchen holding the Dragon God Sword and sweeping it out from the bottom to the top, and the movement was unrestrained. The huge golden palm print flickered with blood. Under the terrified eyes of everyone, it was split in half by Feng Wuchen, and finally exploded. Come.

The ground-level martial arts that Fan Shaoyun used, Feng Wuchen split apart with a single sword.

"hiss......"

The audience was boiling, and they gasped in horror, pale and trembling all over.

"How is this possible..." Fan Shaoyun was stunned, he couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen could easily destroy his ground-level martial arts with just one sword.

"It's terrible! Emperor Dan's power has surpassed Fan Shaoyun!" Yi Tianqing exclaimed.

"It seems that the person who is going to lose is Master Fan! Feng Wuchen, who has broken through the realm of heaven and man, is so terrifying!"

"That's right! Young Master Fan is only afraid that he will be no match for Feng Wuchen!"

"It's ridiculously strong! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it!"

Just a single sword from Feng Wuchen is enough to shock the crowd.

Hearing the shocked words of the crowd, Fan Shaoyun's face was hideous again. The glory that belonged to them was now stole the limelight by Feng Wuchen.

The humiliation spread all over the body, Fan Shaoyun was extremely furious, his eyes were red, and the surging sword intent swept wildly.

"Shadow Chasing Soul Sword Art! Soul Chasing Breaks and Kills!"

Fan Shaoyun roared loudly, his anger was soaring to the sky, and his sword move was astonishingly powerful.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

The Tu Tianjian swept fiercely, and the golden sword glow burst out, carrying the aura of destroying everything towards Feng Wuchen.

"boom!"

At the moment when the sword light burst, Feng Wuchen moved, bursting out with a strong roar, and a bloody light flashed past in the void.

The dazzling blood light comes from the Dragon Divine Sword!

Feng Wuchen burst out, the sword intent was soaring to the sky, the supreme divine might, shocking the heavens!

"Ding!"

"Buzz!"

In an instant, in the horrified eyes of many top powerhouses in Tianyu, the point of the Dragon Divine Sword pointed on the golden sword glow, causing terrifying energy fluctuations.

"puff!"

It seemed to be a little light, but it contained unparalleled domineering power. The golden sword glow stopped instantly, and the shocking energy fluctuations caused Fan Shaoyun to vomit blood without warning.

"How is this possible..." Fan Shaoyun's eyes widened, his face full of horror and disbelief.

The faces of the cultivators in the audience changed dramatically at the same time, becoming more and more shocked and terrified.

"break!"

"puff!"

Feng Wuchen snorted coldly and pushed the Dragon God Sword forward, blood flashed by, and cut the golden sword light in half abruptly. The overbearing power shocked Fan Shaoyun again to vomit blood.

Fan Shaoyun was so proud of the ground-level sword art, which was so vulnerable in front of Feng Wuchen. (To be continued)