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Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 145 - 103: Shatter the Witch Immortal Gods into Pieces! Thanks to the Gifts of Nature! (Subscribe Please)_1
"How does he have the City God’s Command?!" The Witch Immortal, his body sunken into a pit, had an extremely ugly expression on his face. His visage had caved in slightly, and a huge boot print was vaguely visible on it.
He had believed that his recent attack would have been enough to deal with that madman once and for all.
To his surprise, the madman actually possessed the City God’s Command!!
It definitely was the City God’s Command.
He couldn’t have misjudged it!!
"Damn it!" the Witch Immortal cursed with hatred: "Who on earth is this person? It’s one thing for him to have such an astonishing physique, but to also have something like the City God’s Command... Could he be the illegitimate son of some regional Emperor Cheng?!"
The Witch Immortal realized that Fan Wu was much harder to deal with than he had imagined, and he even noticed that Fan Wu still had no injuries on his body.
This made the Witch Immortal incredulous.
And nearly drove him mad!
When had he ever felt so powerless and wronged? He wished he could abandon this useless believer’s body and descend in his true form to tear that madman to shreds!
But he couldn’t. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
And that made him grind his teeth!
And seethe with hatred!
"Hmm?" A sudden ominous premonition surged in his heart, and the Witch Immortal’s pupils shrank sharply. Almost instinctively, he hurriedly dodged to one side.
The next instant.
A streak of red light grazed past his cheek, and he felt a slight touch on his left cheek, which made him immediately reach out to feel it.
"Hiss!"
The intense burning pain from his cheek made him gasp in shock; a large gash had appeared on his face! It must have been caused by the red streak that had just flown past!
"No!"
The Witch Immortal’s eyes bulged: "The body is just a believer’s, so why do I feel pain?"
He finally realized the most serious issue.
But it was already too late.
He saw a figure as tall as an iron tower stepping forward. That madman’s body was shrouded in a swirling, ferocious killing intent. In his field of vision... Fan Wu’s form appeared warped and ethereal.
He watched Fan Wu with a look of both shock and disbelief, while Fan Wu regarded him with the cold eye as if he were looking at a fish on a chopping board.
"Is this the limit of your power?" Fan Wu said with a hint of regret, "I was hoping you would become stronger."
No sooner had his words fallen.
His figure struck like a bolt of lightning, closing the gap on the Witch Immortal before he could even react. The Demon-slaying Sword in Fan Wu’s hand had already descended!
By the time the Witch Immortal managed to react, the sharp edge of the Demon-slaying Sword was already frighteningly close!
The Witch Immortal could feel the terrifying aura emanating from the blade.
His face turned pale with fear.
He dodged instantly.
And the dodge was extremely awkward, almost as if he were rolling like a donkey.
This made the Witch Immortal’s expression even uglier... To think that he needed to dodge the attack of such a Taoist madman, such a mortal flesh and blood, was humiliating!
Humiliation!
Utter disgrace!!
Just as the Witch Immortal was about to get up and strike back at Fan Wu, he was shocked to find... that the body had lost its balance.
He turned his head, looked down, and stared intently.
He was stunned.
He saw that one of the Witch Immortal’s arms had vanished without a trace, and blood was dripping drip by drip.
When the blood fell to the ground...
The ragged bluestone beneath was corroded by the blood, forming tiny little holes. If this blood were to drip onto a living person, it would likely corrode away their flesh and bones.
He turned his head towards Fan Wu’s location and saw that a severed arm was lying on the ground there.
Quite conspicuous.
Then came an indescribable pain, attacking his consciousness in an instant.
The Witch Immortal felt as if he were thrown into magma. Although only an arm had been severed, the indescribable pain originated from every part of his body.
From every muscle, every inch of skin, down to every strand of hair.
The pain was not only physical but also brought a scorching, tearing agony on the spiritual level!
This agony had now travelled through his believer as a medium.
Over countless miles.
To his real body!
Causing it to feel unbearable pain!!
"How... How can this be..." The Witch Immortal’s figure suddenly staggered; he focused all his willpower to keep from crying out in pain: "Is it his City God’s Command causing this? Or his sword?!"
"This villain..." As this thought crossed his mind, a sense of crisis once again surged unexpectedly, startling the Witch Immortal into hastily spewing out a large amount of dark fog.
Trying to obstruct the approaching Fan Wu.
Swish!!!
Another prominent sword light flashed through the black fog.
The great amount of black fog was dispersed by that single strike, and the terrifying power emanating from the Demon-slaying Sword was not something a mere Witch Immortal could resist with his ominous black mist.
Fan Wu’s fierce and towering figure holding the sword emerged from the mist.
He once again closed in on the Witch Immortal.
The Witch Immortal, terrified as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, wanted to turn and run for the first time, and that is exactly what he tried to do.
The Witch Immortal turned into a cloud of black mist.
Trying to flee and escape!
Unfortunately for him, Fan Wu moved much faster, and he reached out to grab hold of a leg that had yet to turn into mist. Fan Wu’s enormous life force and Yang energy forcefully compelled the Witch Immortal to revert to his original form.







