Chapter 1666: Practicing for Wen Buwan

He Pingsheng was so angry he laughed at this guy.

"You are quite straightforward, not even looking for an excuse!"

Daoist Fire Dragon looked serious: "What excuse to look for?"

"In this Immortal Realm, strength is respected!"

"Only the strong are worthy of possessing wealth and women!"

"Such a beauty is the only one I have ever seen in my life. You kid have low cultivation, a low root, and you look ugly!"

"You are not worthy!"

"This seat is in a good mood right now, I will give you three more breaths of time!"

"Hurry up and hand over your Heavenly Dao Slave Seal. If you don't, after three breaths, this seat will slay you immediately!"

He Pingsheng crossed his arms with a mocking smile.

However, he did not make a move, but secretly transmitted his voice to Wen Buwan: "Buwan..."

"This guy's cultivation is not high, and he won't kill you!"

"You can just use him to test your own combat power!"

"Believe in yourself, you can definitely do it!"

"At the critical moment, I will strike!"

"Do not use immortal talismans!"

Wen Buwan nodded gently after hearing He Pingsheng's words, then took a step forward and stood in front of He Pingsheng.

A vast aura surged from her body.

"Hahahaha..." Daoist Fire Dragon laughed loudly: "So it was a coward hiding behind a woman!"

"Fine!"

"Then this old man will suppress this woman first today, and then settle the account with you!"

He was still talking, but Wen Buwan's attack had already arrived.

A slender, emerald-green soft whip suddenly appeared in the void.

That soft whip was only a few zhang long at first, but as Wen Buwan flicked it across the sky, it transformed into a length of hundreds of thousands of zhang, and with one lash, it fell fiercely toward the man's head.

With one strike, the void was sealed, and time was imprisoned!

Although the Fire Dragon's cultivation was Dao Origin, he could not use teleportation to escape.

"Little girl, you need to use some strength... interesting... hahaha..."

Fire Dragon was extremely conceited.

In his cognition, the other party was a weak woman only at the Great Luo Golden Immortal stage, and he was a Dao Lord at the Dao Origin realm; the gap could simply be described as a hundred and eight thousand li.

I can just stand here and let you hit me, what can you do to me?

Fire Dragon actually didn't use any magic treasure to protect himself, only condensing a layer of barrier with immortal spiritual energy around his body.

But the consequences of his contempt made him regret it bitterly.

That thin, seemingly weak green whip lashed fiercely onto his body.

The layer of deep red barrier outside Fire Dragon's body shattered instantly.

The soft whip landed fiercely on his body again.

Pa...

A crisp sound echoed through the void.

A long gash was whipped into Dao Lord Fire Dragon's body, and golden divine blood sprayed out in an instant.

At the same time, the massive force also sent his body flying directly.

"Ah... pfft..." Fire Dragon spat out a mouthful of divine blood and shouted: "The little girl has such great strength?"

"Good, good, good..."

"I like it!"

While repairing his own injuries, he raised his fist and blasted it toward Wen Buwan.

Roar...

The fist wind transformed into a massive Jin Wu phantom, charging toward Wen Buwan from across the air.

No way!

The other party was a Dao Lord after all.

Even if he was careless for a moment, he was not someone Wen Buwan could slay in one strike.

At this moment, Fire Dragon counterattacked with a punch, and the energy that instantly tore through countless worlds made Wen Buwan's expression shake violently.

"Don't be afraid!" He Pingsheng said: "Block it with your heart!"

"Hmm!" Wen Buwan took a deep breath, flicked her right hand gently, and lashed out with another whip.

The massive Jin Wu phantom was shattered in the void by her whip.

"Creation of Heaven and Earth!"

Wen Buwan gave a light shout and put away the whip. At the same time, her body spun in the void like a Hu Xuan dancer, and countless creation Dao techniques flew out from her swinging sleeves.

Combined with the endless immortal spiritual energy pouring out from the opening and closing of the auspicious clouds above Wen Buwan's head, layers of emerald-green thorns grew out of thin air in the void.

One, two, three...

In less than a breath, hundreds of millions of them wound toward the Jin Wu Fire Dragon from all positions in the void.

"Stupid!"

Seeing countless thorns flying over, Daoist Fire Dragon sneered: "So it's still a wood attribute... don't you know that fire overcomes wood?"

"Oh no... it should be said that wood gives birth to fire!"

"Break for me..."

Watching a thorn dragon cage that looked like heaven and earth envelop him, drowning his vision, the Fire Dragon naturally wouldn't sit and wait for death. Instead, he waved his hand, and endless flames spewed out.

"The Great Sun rises from the East Sea, Sun Essence Fire!"

"Burn for me!"

Boom, boom, boom...

Under the condensation of Dao techniques, a bright 'sun' flew out from behind Daoist Fire Dragon.

This sun hovered above Daoist Fire Dragon's head and began to spew golden flames in all directions.

However, Daoist Fire Dragon discovered with horror that the other party's thorns were not burned at all.

"This is not wood attribute... this is not..." Fire Dragon was shocked.

Wen Buwan said: "That's right... this is the Dao of Creation..."

"You... cannot burn it!"

Boom, boom, boom...

Countless thorns carrying flames pierced toward the Fire Dragon's body.

At this moment, Fire Dragon did not dare to be arrogant and could only honestly take out a seventh-tier shield to support himself.

Thus, Wen Buwan's attack was considered blocked by him.

No way!

Although Wen Buwan was powerful, the other party was at the Dao Origin realm after all.

Being able to fight without being defeated could already be called heaven-defying.

After a few breaths, the two had exchanged blows more than a dozen times.

It was a draw.

However, He Pingsheng could see that if they continued to fight, Wen Buwan would be defeated.

"Brother... I can't hold on anymore!"

After one offensive move, Wen Buwan decisively retreated to He Pingsheng's side!

"Hahahaha..." Fire Dragon laughed: "Good, good, good... this woman is spirited, I like it!"

"Hahaha..."

"Kid... now... it's your turn to die!"

Fire Dragon shouted and looked at He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng smiled and asked: "Is that so?"

Boom, boom, boom...

He suddenly unfurled a pitch-black flag in his hand.

That flag was only a few zhang in size, but it transformed into ten thousand zhang high in an instant.

The black flag pole, which looked like a pillar of heaven, was a hundred zhang thick.

That was not a flag, but a soul banner.

It was obtained by He Pingsheng after he slew a Dao Origin expert in the Heart of the Demon God years ago. Now that it had been strengthened, he gave one to Xin Baobao and kept one for himself.

Now that it was unfurled, the three of them under the divine banner looked like ants.

"This..."

Seeing the soul banner, Daoist Fire Dragon was moved: "Dao weapon? This is a Dao weapon... and a top-tier Dao weapon at that?"

"You, you, you... who exactly are you?"

But the next moment, he said again: "Although this thing of yours is of a very high grade, it cannot deal with me!"

He Pingsheng said: "This is for collecting your soul after you die, not for dealing with you!"

"This is what deals with you!"

A black sickle appeared in He Pingsheng's right hand.

Top-tier Saint weapon, Nether Sickle! ===== CHAPTER 1667 =====