Chapter 172 Thunder Hammer

Ma Weihao seemed to be trapped in an endless quagmire, and every step was heavy and difficult. At this moment, he was trying his best to resist the continuous attack from Lin Fan.

Lin Fan performed the "Returning Sword Technique", and every stroke carried a heart-pounding force, hitting Ma Weihao's vitals directly. Whenever the sword touched, Ma Weihao's entire arm was struck by lightning, and the numbness instantly spread to the whole body.

After only a few rounds of confrontation, Ma Weihao's tiger's mouth was overwhelmed and cracked. The bright red blood dripped along the hilt onto the dust, which was particularly dazzling.

"So arrogant, how powerful I thought you were!" Lin Fan raised a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand shone with a faint glow under the khaki spiritual power.

He suddenly exerted force, and the long sword was deeply inserted into the ground, stirring up circles of dust ripples, and his tone was full of disdain and ridicule for Ma Weihao's strength.

"You..." Ma Weihao's fingers trembled as he pointed directly at Lin Fan, his eyes blazing with anger, as if he wanted to devour the other person.

"You're looking for death!" He gritted his teeth, his voice low and threatening, completely ignoring the wound on his palm that was bleeding. In anger, he suddenly pulled the strap of the space equipment on his waist and took out an ancient hammer from it.

The appearance of the hammer was broken and rusty, as if it had gone through countless wind and frost and had long lost its former glory.

However, what was surprising was that there were strands of lightning wrapped around the hammer body. Those lightning were violent and blazing, but miraculously did not hurt Ma Weihao at all.

This was not an ordinary thing, but a magic weapon from ancient times, containing a power that should not be underestimated.

It was once a protective treasure given to Ma Weihao by the leader of the Mingyue Sect to save his life in times of crisis. At this moment, it was finally taken out angrily by Ma Weihao at this critical moment, ready for the upcoming fierce battle.

"Boy, you are good enough to force me to take out the Thunder Hammer. However, to get involved in a gang, you need to rely on power. I am the candidate for the leader of the Mingyue Sect. It is your blessing to have the ancient treasure bestowed by the sect."

"Thunder Hammer... go..."

After Ma Weihao finished speaking, the hammer in his hand, which condensed the power of heaven and earth, suddenly broke the silence of the night and rushed to Lin Fan's head like a meteor chasing the moon.

It hovered above Lin Fan's forehead, and the lightning wrapped around it wandered freely, flashing a frightening light.

Facing this thunderous force, Lin Fan's face showed a faint smile.

On the opposite side, Lin Fan smiled when he heard Ma Weihao's words.

Baby....

Compared with him, he may not know that his father has the ability to mass-produce treasures!

As his thoughts flowed, Lin Fan moved lightly and slowly pulled out a small bottle from the jade-like ornaments.

This bottle is pure white, with a lotus painted all over it. The lotus seems to contain the breath of life, trying to break free from the shackles of the glaze and dance in the night sky.

He gently raised his hand, and the bottle drew an elegant arc in the air, and finally landed steadily beside the war hammer not far away, with the mouth of the bottle facing it. There seemed to be an invisible bond between the two, each of which bloomed a dazzling and extraordinary light, reflecting each other in the night, forming a breathtaking picture.

"Thunder..."

Although seeing Lin Fan throw a bottle, it doesn't look ordinary, but for him, even a treasure can't compare to the ancient magic weapon in his hand.

Ma Weihao steadily inserted the spear in his hand into the ground under his feet. In an instant, his spiritual power surged around him, like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable.

He quickly formed seals with both hands, and every movement contained an ancient and mysterious power.

In the sky, the thunder hammer seemed to respond to his call, and the thunder wrapped around it began to dance violently. The light was so dazzling that it was like the sun in the sky, forcing everyone present to squint their eyes involuntarily to avoid being hurt by the dazzling light.

"Boom--"

Accompanied by the deafening thunder, a thick lightning streaked through the sky and pointed directly at Lin Fan.

However, at this critical moment, something strange happened.

The small bottle suspended above Lin Fan's head suddenly trembled, and an indescribable suction force surged out from the mouth of the bottle, swallowing everything around it like a black hole.

The originally unstoppable thunder was actually pulled away from its original trajectory and slowly gathered towards the small bottle when it came into contact with this suction force.

This scene was both weird and shocking, and people couldn't help but hold their breath and stare, for fear of missing any details.

Ma Weihao frowned slightly, as if he was under invisible pressure.

His hands formed seals again quickly and accurately, and each movement revealed a determination and strength that should not be underestimated.

At this moment, the thunder hammer seemed to be given new life, and suddenly burst into dazzling light in the night sky.

Under the pouring moonlight, a huge, illusory hammer slowly took shape in the sky. It was exactly the same as the physical hammer below, majestic and full of power.

"Fall..."

Ma Weihao's low and powerful voice, like an ancient command, penetrated the night and hit people's hearts.

With this order, the illusory hammer suspended in the sky, with a tsunami-like momentum, suddenly fell rapidly on Lin Fan's head.

Wherever its trajectory passed, the space seemed to be torn by this irresistible force, and layers of delicate ripples appeared, like a calm lake being hit by a boulder.

An indescribable terrifying momentum, like a mountain pressing down on the top of the head, surged towards the ground, and even the air trembled under this force.

The land under Lin Fan's feet began to tremble slightly under this pressure, and small cracks spread quietly, as if even the earth was afraid of the coming heavy blow.

"Swish..."

A ray of spiritual charm leaped out from Lin Fan's palm and lightly touched the flawless white bottle, as if igniting some dormant magic.

The green lotus pattern engraved on the bottle instantly glowed with dazzling light, as if it was given life, winding around like a vine, and finally bloomed into a giant lotus covering the sky and the sun in the void, gorgeous and solemn.

At this moment, a huge war hammer roared down from the void, carrying the power of destroying the world, and approached Lin Fan directly.

However, the blooming giant lotus stood firmly above Lin Fan's head like a loyal guardian, turning into an indestructible spiritual shield, gently and firmly blocking the shocking blow.

This scene was both thrilling and filled with an indescribable magical beauty, as if it was a magnificent poem intertwined with nature and spiritual power.