Commanding Wind and Cloud

Gan Zhanxuan suddenly took a step forward, raised his hand, and the strong gravity fell from the sky, instantly covering Fabredis's surroundings, and the ground collapsed instantly, forming a huge circular area.

"I, Fabredis, am also a saintly powerhouse."

With a sound from the Tianlu Sword, the countless air currents and gravity radiating from the sword were completely cut apart in an instant, turning into fire dragons in the light, and they gathered together to form a huge fire wolf, breaking through Qian Zhanxuan's kun fighting skills, and pounced straight out.

The huge fire wolf, Gan Zhanxuan's body seemed so small, he raised his hands gently and his knees didn't move, he vacated his body and placed a palm on the forehead of the fire wolf, the fire wolf, which was so fierce that it seemed to be able to burn the whole outside the Great Wall, collapsed and disappeared in an instant.

"The Gale Fire Wolf Sword has improved again." Qian Zhanxuan put his hands behind his back, his body suspended in the air and looked down at Fabredis on the ground: "But have you forgotten that this set of fighting skills was given to you by me? I know its shortcomings better than anyone else, even if you become a saint..."

"It's still too weak." Gan Zhanxuan shook his head lightly: "Becoming a saint is divided into three stages: virtual saint, real saint, and real saint. You are just a warrior who has just entered the virtual saint. You don't even know what is virtual and what is real. Challenge me? You are not qualified. Fabredis, I think you are the first ordinary soldier to become holy, and I will give you one last chance, get out of the way, or die."

No one thought of it! After becoming a saint, there is still such a difference! Duanfeng Buer stared at Fabredis in a daze, thinking that even if this uncle couldn't defeat Gan Zhanxuan, he could at least hold him back temporarily, allowing everyone to leave and go to Bahuang Wusheng.

Now it seems! Fabredis sanctified, still unable to challenge Gan Zhanxuan.

"False? Real..." Fabredis shook his head lightly: "Is this really clear? These years, I have only two motivations to live, to protect my daughter, and to find the real murderer and kill him! Now that I have found the real murderer, do you think I will leave?"

"If you can't win, your glory should be the battlefield of humans and demons." Gan Zhanxuan sighed: "It's still too late to look back now. I rarely appreciate an ordinary soldier like this. You are the first one. Don't let me down..."

"If you can't win, don't you fight?"

Fabredis suddenly raised his chest and raised his head, and the Heavenly Reed Sword in his hand erupted with unprecedented brilliance. Countless flames wrapped around the blade, and the flames of the holy fire and soul domain burned everything around.

"Cutting the wind, let's go with enthusiasm." Fabredis's voice was unspeakably calm: "The battle of blooming life will always create miracles. Wait for me in the city of eternal flow. I will hold him back and leave successfully."

Gan Zhanxuan floated in the air and let Duan Fengbuer get motivated, and he didn't make any more moves: "You are a warrior I admire, and I will give you a chance to burn everything and improve all your strength to strike me. The Holy Fire Soul Domain, kill the enemy and burn the enemy's life essence to exert stronger strength. This Soul Domain is suitable for group battles, not one-on-one! Now you can only burn your own life to fight with me."

Holy Fire Soul Domain! Fabredis's special soul domain, kills the enemy's life and burns everything, instantly enhances one's own combat power, burning one's own life force can even explode ten times, twenty times the super powerful combat power, but the burned life will also be more, and even... the end will be death.

let me go! I do not go!

Qian Jin didn't say such words, and under such circumstances, such a roar would only appear childish. His eyes were fixed on the figure of Fabredis. In the current situation, nothing he said could change the uncle's decision. If he continued to stay here childishly, he would only add chaos to the uncle.

"Want to leave?" Qian Zhanxuan raised his hand and pointed lightly, the tyrannical magic power fell from the sky instantly, and the endless freezing breath wrapped around everyone in an instant, and pieces of transparent ice completely frozen them instantly!

Demon Fighting Double Cultivation! The awakening of the celestial pole of the warrior of the blood of the Elf King, the magical power of fighting demons and dual cultivation is much stronger than that of Huang Quan, and the magic of eternal hibernation instantly imprisoned Qian Jin and others.

Duan Feng Bu Er consumes a lot of energy, only the eyeballs can move, but nothing can shake the cold ice.

The blood of the fallen angels in Chekfleet's body seemed to be completely frozen at this moment, and fell into a deep sleep. No matter what, it could not be awakened and opened to break through this annoying ice layer.

"I said, no one wants to leave here today." Gan Zhanxuan glanced confidently at Gan Jin and the others: "You must die. As for Fabredis, you..."

Gan Zhanxuan's eyes were full of admiration: "You are very good! This is the strongest fighting skill you created yourself?"

"Qianjin, I believe you can survive. You also have to believe in me, you can injure him until he has no strength to attack you." Fabredis looked calm, and he was not emotionally confused because of Ganjin and others being unable to leave: "Since you are staying, keep your eyes open. This is the last thing I can teach you. It belongs to Fabredis' [Requiem]!"

The fighting spirit of the flame giant wolf rises up again, and the roar from the sky seems to match the requiem on the Tianlu sword, the roar that shakes the soul layer by layer, and enhances Fabredis's sanctification strength.

Double...Twice...Ten times...Twenty times...Thirty times...

"Energize! Look, this is my battle, let's see how I can fight this battle with dignity."

"Boys, watch carefully! What is the battle of glory of the older generation of fighters! Let you see how I fight."

ice cubes! The ice covering Gan Jin's body began to crack at this moment...

"Motivation! You stay well for me! Stand there and watch! This battle belongs only to me, Fabredis! All fighting skills! Let me explode! Yuying who sleeps in the stars, please listen to this requiem I wrote for you with my life."

Fabredis looked up at the sky, and appeared in the long river of stars, as if a beautiful face really appeared, at least she appeared in Fabredis' pupils.

A satisfied smile slowly curled up on the corner of Fabredis's lips: "Be motivated, my son. My daughter, please take care of me. Remember to tell her that Dad will always love her."

All the tyrannical power was absorbed into Fabredis's body in an instant, and the desolate breath was full of deep love, and the only remaining grass around him slowly lay down on the ground.

The tip of the Tianlu sword sank slightly, then suddenly rose obliquely, Fabredis followed the sword, and the long sword pierced through the sun, moon and stars and shot directly at Gan Zhanxuan, full of the momentum of never looking back.

Gan Zhanxuan put his hands behind his back, his eyes flashed with admiration for his talents again, and his face showed the first seriousness since he appeared: "As expected of the warrior I am optimistic about!"

Facing the long sword, Qian Zhanxuan suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the endless power of Kun fighting skills enveloped the palm. The palm seemed to expand infinitely in an instant, making people unable to see whether the grasp was heavy or light. The fighting skills reached an indescribable level. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never believe that this casual grasp could reach such a level!

The long sword in Fabredis' palm instantly entered Gan Zhanxuan's palm, and he saw that a sword could pierce his palm, but he turned his palm lightly, and the moment the Requiem of Tianlu Sword pierced into his palm, the blade quickly bent.

"Let me be broken and defeated!"

Gan Zhanxuan's domineering and confident voice suppressed the roar of the long sword bursting and the noise of fighting spirit impact, and the broken sword pierced through everything imprinted on Fabredis' chest. The latter's body was like a meteor falling to the ground, smashing into the ground with a bang.

A faint blush flashed across Gan Zhanxuan's domineering face, and the pores of his right hand opened and endless flames spewed out, dyeing the entire black sky red.

"Yes, it's really good to be able to invade my right palm."

boom!

Fabredis' body smashed into the ground, and after a burst of dust was raised, the smoke cleared, but Fabredis was still standing with his head held high! It's just that the eyes have lost all vitality... The smile on the corner of the mouth seems to be telling everyone: Lao Tzu! It's Fabredis! It is death! I want to stand too! I... have to... stand...

There was no struggle to get up, no heroic last words, just standing quietly in the ground like that.

Death, sometimes comes, is so fast.

This is a soldier, one second may be alive and healthy, the next second...

Lie on Duanfengbuer's shoulders vigorously, staring blankly at the path Fabredis passed in the sky when he fell, the uncle's last gaze did not stay on Gan Zhanxuan, his mortal enemy, but on himself.

That glance contained too much.

At that glance, the scene when he saw the uncle for the first time rose in Qian Jin's mind.

At that glance, Gan Jin's brain flashed every time the uncle saw him.

Every time, the meeting is so hasty.

Every time, the uncle is always so easy-going.

The love of the elderly can only be truly realized and regretted when it is lost. Why not treat the elderly relatives better when they are alive.

The wind is cool.

The wind outside the Great Wall is full of sadness at this moment.

Sorrow began to rise from the bottom of Jin Jin's heart, all fighting energy completely stopped at this moment, and the three fighting hearts also stopped rotating.

pain! Heartache like never before! This uncle who treated him like his own son is gone...

Motivation stared blankly at the falling line, if it wasn't for him... the uncle might not have died... If he hadn't made him a saint, it would be even more impossible for him to investigate the truth of Gu Yue Yuying's death.

"Motivation, it's your turn." Gan Zhanxuan turned to look at the people on the frozen ground.

"It's really useless..."

Among the ice cubes, the people who were so frozen that they could only move their eyes came out with energetic and sad sighs.

"I'm really useless..."

"It's so sad..."

The ice cube, which might be difficult to crack even if the fighters cut it up, has countless cracks and fine lines.

"I have always thought that I have become very strong."

Crack...Crack...

The ice cubes began to fall to the ground little by little...

"All along, I thought I could protect everyone around me..."

The ice cubes began to shatter and fall like rain...

"It's so sad...I can only drag my companions into a trap...I actually..."

The ice was shattered, and his feet fell to the ground with enthusiasm. Tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes: "I can only watch my uncle die in battle, and I can only let my companions pay for me time and time again, get hurt for me, bleed for me, and fall into a trap for me... It's useless!"

"It turns out that the four fires turned out to be anger...sad anger."

"I'm starting to understand why uncle doesn't want me to be so popular."

"I can't forgive, I can't forgive..."

Momentum slowly raised his head to look at the domineering and confident Gan Zhanxuan in the sky, his eyes had never seen holes, and there was endless sadness in the depths: "You can't be forgiven, and I... can't be forgiven..."

Qian Zhanxuan's golden eyebrows trembled slightly, and he looked at the motivation standing on the ground in doubt. Why does this thing that has not activated the power of the blood make me feel a little cold? Why does something that doesn't even have a fighting spirit make me feel a little bit uneasy?

There is no domineering aura, no amazing fighting spirit, but it gives people an indescribable sense of urgency! Gan Zhanxuan stared at the ground vigorously, and the murderous intent in his eyes continued to grow, even more than when he was facing Fabredis.

"Gan Zhanxuan, you can't be forgiven, and neither can I..." There was a relieved smile on the sad face of Qi Jin: "Since neither of us can be forgiven, then I will take you to the stars to beg for forgiveness from Uncle and Gu Yue Yuying..."

"Only by you?"

In a quiet place, the fighting spirit suddenly rose out of Gan Wutian's body, and he quickly approached Gan Jin with one step. He flipped his palm in the air and knocked out Gan Jia's Kun fighting skill: "Patriarch, let me do it! The shame he gave me that day, today I will..."

"Back!" Gan Zhanxuan roared at high altitude, his body disappeared in the air in a flash, and huge pressure instantly appeared in the sky above Mo Jin!

Danger! Dangerous breath! Qian Zhanxuan felt that there was endless danger in the body of Qian Jin, which had no power at all. Anyone who approached at this time might be torn to pieces by him.

"Sleeping fighting spirits! You have obtained the sorrow and anger you want, wake up from your deep sleep."

Momentum looked at the ground without raising his head, raised his unbroken arm slightly, and stretched out a finger to point at the opponent's palm. The three fighting hearts were steaming and surging, like the rolling of thick dark clouds in a thunderstorm, gestating infinite lightning.

Fighting soul finally broke out of the fighting heart!

Three huge fighting spirits soared into the sky, breaking up some of Gan Zhanxuan's aura, breaking through the Kun fighting skill in front of Qian Wutian's palm with his fingers, and tapping on his palm.

So simple, so gentle, even so powerless, as if a person raised his hand to poke the ants on the ground when he was bored.

Gan Wutian's palm was instantly shattered, and the endless explosion force was like firecrackers, quickly blasting his shoulder along his arm...

Mines!

It's still the Thunderbolt Fighting Skill, but its power has been increased by an unknown number of times at this moment.

With just one finger, Qian Wutian's entire arm was blown to pieces and disappeared completely, and the hidden mine still struck deeper along his body.

The vigorous legs trembled slightly, Gan Zhanxuan's blow just hit a phantom, and the aftermath of the tyrannical impact turned into the power of swords that were not inferior, spreading to the surroundings.

Wanying! Standing vigorously and quietly on the ice next to Checkfleet, raised his hand a little...

The ice cubes shattered...

The next moment, the ice cubes of Fentu Kuangge and the others shattered.

"Let's go..." Qi Jin stopped looking at Duanfeng Buer and the others, and fixed his eyes on Gan Zhanxuan: "I want to take him back to the stars."

"Wutian!" Qian Zhanxuan slammed the air with his palm, and before he could be more shocked, he raised his hand and pressed on Qian Wutian's shoulder, and the vast fighting energy rushed into his body instantly, trying to control the impact of Qian Lei.

Bang bang... bang bang...

Qian Lei seemed to completely ignore Gan Zhanxuan's more ferocious power, and still went around destroying Qian Wutian's body.

"How could this be..." Gan Wutian's eyes split open, and he looked at Qian Zhanxuan in puzzlement. These days, he has been training to die at any time, just to defeat motivation and restore his glory!

Gan Wushuang also once said that his current strength can easily kill his enthusiasm! But...why...why...Gan Wutian looked at Gan Zhanxuan puzzledly, feeling the vitality of his body was passing away little by little, why wasn't his motivation killed by me like you said? Why did he just use one finger?

"I'm not reconciled..."

boom! Qian Wutian's body was suddenly shattered, turning into a mass of plasma in an instant! The two eyeballs that fell to the ground stared straight at Gan Zhanxuan, as if they were still telling: I am the most hopeful genius in the Gan family to finally awaken! I still have a very bright future!

Motivation? It's just a small stepping stone on the road to fame! The Zhence Dynasty should unify the three tribes of humans, demons and barbarians under their own leadership! I will gain the supreme glory of the Elf King's bloodline family!

Gan Zhanxuan stared blankly at Qian Wutian, who was blown into pieces in his arms. This elf king bloodline fighter who was also a genius like Gan Wushuang hadn't started writing the glory of the elf king bloodline family.

"You... exploded your fighting skills..."

Gan Zhanxuan stood up slowly and looked at the drive. He didn't know until this moment that this seemingly ordinary and easy point, this young warrior unexpectedly shattered the seal of a Saint Fighting Skill and Hidden Thunder Fighting Skill without hesitation!

Only if the Submerged Thunder Fighting Technique exploded, would it be impossible for him to suppress it.

"Violent Soul Realm, hidden thunder burst..." Gan Zhanxuan re-examined his motivation, after all, he was still half a step too late, otherwise even in this situation, he could still save people! Gan Wutian's body is too weak! If he is a little bit stronger, I can save him too!

Motivated to look back at one of the three huge fighting spirits behind him: "Uncle, let's take him to the stars together."

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In this chapter, I am very satisfied. Uncle Fa’s current writing ability can reach the limit. His love for his family, his love for energy, and his heroic way of fighting.

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