Fairy bestows immortality

"Damn it!"

Dao Hong quickly backed away, trying to create distance.

However, Su Yun followed closely, using her shrinking-the-ground-to-inch footwork to completely stick to her opponent, preventing him from widening his distance.

The True King's Fan, with its sharp slash, was still aimed at Dao Hong's neck.

"roll!"

Dao Hong roared and once again frantically activated the power of the magical artifact in his hand, reviving it completely.

Instantly, astonishing power spread out and swept towards Su Yun.

"This is the moment I've been waiting for!"

Su Yun remained calm, and the movement of the stars and constellations occurred in an instant.

In a flash, he circled around to Dao Hong's back, perfectly dodging the attack.

At the same time, he slashed with the True King Fan in his hand once more.

"you!"

Dao Hong was shocked. Su Yun had just tricked him into activating his staff to block the True King Fan. In reality, he had already prepared to dodge at the first moment.

This caused him to lose a lot of spiritual energy, and he felt quite tired!

However, just as he realized what was happening, he sensed a sharp and terrifying aura behind him and quickly picked up his staff to block it.

Although his reaction speed was fast, he was still a step too slow.

The staff blocked most of the sharp slashes from the True King's Fan, but was still scratched by the edge.

"Puch!"

Blood splattered from his back, revealing a deep, bone-revealing wound that instantly stained his clothes red!

"what!"

Dao Hong cried out, the pain in his back making it difficult for him to control himself.

The power of a high-level royal weapon is not just about physical damage. It is covered by a terrifying killing seal law of the royal weapon, which can continuously cause a certain amount of damage to the body, and the recovery is very slow!

This is something that even mid-level royal artifacts cannot do, so he was very cautious.

"You dog monk, I originally wanted to test my strength with you, but since you're going to pull out a royal weapon, I'll have to finish this quickly and kill you!"

Su Yun snorted coldly. He originally wanted to test his strength on Dao Hong, but he didn't expect Dao Hong to take out a royal weapon in the blink of an eye. So this was the only way.

"Boom!"

He swung the True King Fan again, slashing at Dao Hong.

"Get out of here!"

Dao Hong roared, raising his staff once more to block the True King's Fan.

But in that instant, Su Yun suddenly swung his other hand.

In the void, a bolt of Yin-Yang divine lightning struck down, heading straight for Dao Hong's head.

Dao Hong was shocked and quickly turned his head away, only to have the Yin-Yang Divine Lightning strike his shoulder.

"laugh!"

His shoulder was instantly torn open, charred, and sizzling.

At the same time, Su Yunjiao's dragon claws materialized instantly, bypassing the opponent's staff, and the sharp claws tore four wounds in his chest.

Dao Hong's chest was torn open, revealing the bare bones, a truly horrifying sight!

"what!"

Dao Hong screamed in agony.

He was attacked by Su Yun one after another, and was severely injured before he could even fight back!

His eyes were now bloodshot as he once again unleashed the power of the royal weapon within his staff.

Upon seeing this, Su Yun quickly retreated.

At the same time, he held nothing back this time and directly unleashed the full power of the True King Fan.

In an instant, the True King Fan flew into the sky, its enormous size obscuring half the sky.

The killing seal pattern on the king's fan quickly revived, and a terrifying power directly enveloped the area.

"Boom!"

The terrifying energy condensed, and once the killing seal was formed, it directly suppressed and killed.

The power of the staff in Dao Hong's hand was completely shattered by the killing seal, making it impossible to resist and completely engulfing it below.

"what!"

Amidst the dazzling light, Dao Hong's loud shout rang out, sounding quite eerie.

Su Yun quickly swallowed dozens of Qi-restoring pills to replenish his spiritual energy, then stared intently ahead.

He couldn't be sure if Dao Hong would have a protective garment like Dao Chi.

When the power dissipated and the True King Fan flew back into his hand, Dao Hong's body was revealed.

He knelt on the ground, his left hand supporting his staff.

However, the staff was now riddled with cracks from the bombardment of the True King's fan and was on the verge of collapse.

In his hand was a pale black, palm-sized bell, like the large bell that monks in temples strike, only a smaller version.