Perfect World: I Am Eternal

Chapter 340 The Immortal Palace Takes the Blame Again
"boom!"

A great battle was about to break out. The energy field between the two sides surged, and divine power swept across the heavens and earth like a vast ocean, shattering the sky.

Lin Fan made the first move, his fist condensing with immortal energy, bursting out with the most dazzling light and shattering the void.

For a moment, everyone was tense. The atmosphere was so oppressive that they couldn't help but tremble and back away.

Feng Xinglie was startled. A surge of dark light rose up, vast and boundless, engulfing the area.

This is an ancient feat, belonging to the realm of dark forces.

This is astonishing, demonstrating how cautious and serious Feng Xinglie is, going all out from the start and using his most powerful techniques.

After all, there is a fundamental difference between two streams of immortal energy and three streams of energy; the latter is beyond imagination and represents a limit.

"Hey!"

Lin Fan's gaze sharpened, unleashing a terrifying talismanic light. He used his fingers to draw in countless bolts of lightning from the sky.

In an instant, thunder roared in the void, like a rolling river pouring down, blasting apart the surrounding mountains and resisting the dark heavenly power.

"Boom!"

The sun and moon lost their light, the world lost its color, a violent explosion occurred here, triggering strange phenomena in the universe, as if nothing existed anymore.

Even though this was a blessed land of immortals with a hard surface, the earth still cracked under such an attack.

Feng Xinglie frowned, sensing something was wrong. He had provoked such a young supreme being; it was like kicking a hornet's nest.

Fortunately, he observed that Lin Fan had not yet formed immortal petals, otherwise he would have been unable to resist and would have been brutally killed.

At the same time, Lin Fan was also observing and assessing the strangeness of the immortal energy condensing into the flower of the Great Dao through the battle.

Because his next step is to cultivate in this way, condense the three flowers, and greatly increase his combat power.

"Qiang Qiang!"

Feng Xinglie leaped up, wielding a jet-black spear, and charged forward in an instant, incredibly fast, like a black lightning bolt striking down.

Lin Fan clenched his fist, unleashing a torrent of golden blood energy, as imposing and unshakeable as a mountain, to meet the spear head-on.

With a clang, sparks flew and the sound was piercing, like two pieces of celestial metal colliding. The two stared at each other, both showing surprise.

"What a powerful physique!" Feng Xinglie's pupils contracted.

"This gun is no ordinary weapon; I couldn't even break it with one punch," Lin Fan murmured.

You should know that with his current physique, no one in the same realm can surpass him. He could easily shatter weapons with his bare hands, yet he still failed.

"Your gun is mixed with immortal gold," Lin Fan said bluntly, suddenly realizing the reason.

"Qiang!"

Feng Xinglie remained silent, his heart filled with apprehension. He wielded the black spear with one arm, giving it a sharp shake, and the spear tip pierced through the void.

In an instant, bursts of light erupted from the tip of the spear, even more terrifying than the sword's edge, sweeping towards Lin Fan's head.

It must be said that this shot was unparalleled, too sharp, enough to easily kill a Celestial Realm expert and cleave the sky.

In addition, Feng Xinglie used two Dao flowers to enhance the spear, increasing its power several times over and making it quite terrifying.

This was a legendary shot, a decisive kill!

"when!"

However, unexpectedly, Lin Fan still chose to fight back with his bare hands when faced with such an attack, punching the gun barrel.

Everyone was astonished. What kind of confidence was this? His physical body was too abnormal. Was he even human?
"boom!"

At this moment, Lin Fan unleashed his full power, releasing his boundless blood energy, which was blazing and brilliant, like a celestial furnace spewing out a massive amount of essence.

The force of the punches was overwhelming!

At this moment, he was like a true dragon striking, one hand holding the Kunpeng Fist and the other holding the Life and Death Fist, with fragments of time flying around.

"boom!"

Sparks flew as the black spear was bent, its arc appearing as if it would snap at any moment. Feng Xinglie was horrified, feeling blood trickling from his hand; the force was simply too great, and he was struggling to withstand it.

Furthermore, the runes he had just condensed on the spear were instantly destroyed, leaving the weapon dull and lifeless.

"Click..."

"No!" Feng Xinglie shouted, for he heard a piercing sound and the black spear in his hand shattered.

He couldn't believe it. A weapon mixed with a bit of dark immortal gold should be indestructible, so how could it be broken by someone's bare hands?
But that was the truth; the spear shattered into dozens of pieces, shooting in all directions and into the mountains and fields.

From afar, it looked like a meteor shower streaking across the sky, dazzling and astonishing, leaving the earth riddled with holes.

"puff!"

Feng Xinglie coughed up blood. His arm was spasming and in excruciating pain because the force of his fist was transmitted through the spear.

Moreover, without the black battle spear, he would have been killed by the shockwave.

However, he was decisive and retreated at lightning speed, like a roc spreading its wings, raising billowing black mist to cover his escape.

Feng Xinglie knew that this person was invincible, and that staying behind would mean certain death.

However, although he escaped quickly, the people chasing him were even faster, and in the blink of an eye, they were right in front of him.

"I am a member of the Changsheng Feng family! If you dare to kill me, there will be no place for you in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!" Feng Xinglie shouted, panicked.

"Heh, what is your Feng family? Do you think you can compare to my Immortal Palace?" Lin Fan sneered.

In the distance, Qingyang, the Heavenly God, twitched his lips upon hearing this. "Brother, you're too wicked! You're trying to shift the blame!"

Instantly, Lin Fan's fist glowed, and the divine chains of order between heaven and earth intertwined, unleashing endless thunder. He had used the Thunder Emperor Technique.

"Boom!"

The sound of the Dao resounded like the beating of drums. As Lin Fan threw a punch, a hurricane howled, and the entire world trembled.

This was no longer a simple strike. Before the fist even arrived, the intense heat and lightning struck first, causing Feng Xinglie to cough up blood.

"grown ups!"

The attendants were shocked. The young master of the immortal family, whom they held in high esteem and revered as a god, had been defeated just like that.

This scene is simply unbelievable. It can only be said that the opponent is too terrifying. I wonder who it is?
Most importantly, they were courting death by provoking them. Thinking about this, everyone shuddered and their hair stood on end.

"puff!"

A gust of wind blew in, accompanied by golden lightning, and Feng Xinglie was blown away like a fallen leaf, his body charred black.

At that moment, he was shocked and felt the danger of death, but he could not escape it as he was locked onto by the fist's energy.

At that moment, he decisively shifted his body to the side, turned around, and took out a talisman from his robes to meet the attack.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the talisman glowed, taking Feng Xinglie's place in the calamity and re-coalescing his shattered body.

"A substitute death talisman!" Lin Fan exclaimed in surprise.

Sure enough, the immortal family has a lot of good things, including such rare items, and they are willing to give them to their descendants to save their lives.

"Let's see how many lives you can take to die in your place!"

Lin Fan remained indifferent, raising his fist once more to strike, unleashing a beam of light that pierced through the heavens and the earth, annihilating all things.

But the next moment, with a whoosh, the talisman, having just condensed into Feng Xinglie's body, carried him away through the void.

"Damn, it's a high-end product, crafted by a top-tier expert!" Lin Fan couldn't help but curse, only to find that the other party had escaped.

Then, his gaze sharpened, and he turned to look at the others, who were not so lucky.

"what……"

As Lin Fan threw his punch, screams rose and fell, one after another they exploded, blood gushing out and staining the mountainside red.

(End of this chapter)