The Sky Splitter's face distorted.

As a god-level powerhouse, he should have been dominant, high, but now he was trampled on in the face by a mortal who was so "above board".

Humiliation? is no longer enough to describe his current mood.

Because, he had been hit by Fang Zhengzhi in the most insulting way again and again, and, in Fang Zhengzhi's eyes, he also saw a kind of disdain.

Or rather, contempt!

A human being in the mortal realm is despising a god? This kind of thing, not to mention the Sky Splitting Demon God, can't believe it, but it is impossible for any demon, demon, or human to believe it.

Just as they still couldn't believe why the Sky Splitting Demon God was still trampled on in the face by Fang Zhengzhi after shouting "Die".

"......" The Sky Splitter Demon God wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak, because the top of his mouth was being sealed by one foot.

Why is this happening?

The Sky Splitting Demon God didn't understand, he didn't understand why Fang Zhengzhi knew his thoughts, and he was so sure that he would definitely attack from below.

However, these are clearly not important now.

The important thing is that his face is really painful, and it is certain that Fang Zhengzhi's foot is unreserved, and it is also very unrestrained.

"Boom!" The head of the Sky Splitting Demon God tilted, and then, his body slammed heavily on a branch of the Divine Tree, and the huge force directly broke the branch of the Divine Tree, and countless leaves and snow-white flowers fell, some beautiful, but it was a little desolate.

It's enough to scream.

However, for some reason, from Fang Zhengzhi stepping on the Sky Splitting Demon God with one foot, to the Sky Splitting Demon God breaking the branches of the Divine Tree, the whole process was silent all around, incomparably silent.

Because, whether it was the Demon Kings or the Demon Emperor Bai Zhi, including the Heavenly Void Saints below and Yan Qianli, they were all obviously stunned by this scene at this moment.

No one wants to believe it, however, it is true.

Time seemed to stand still until the Sky Splitter got up again, touched the clear shoe print on his face, and then spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with spittle.

"Fang Zheng, I'm going to tear you apart, tear you to pieces!!" A terrifying aura poured out from the body of the Sky Splitting Demon God, like a substantial aura permeating the air, blowing the branches of the divine tree, making the surrounding space turbulent, making a clattering sound of shattering.

It can be seen that the Sky Splitting Demon God is really angry to the extreme this time.

However, the disdain on Fang Zhengzhi's face was still not concealed in the slightest, what he disdained was not the strength of the Sky Splitting Demon God, but the Sky Splitting Demon God actually delusionally thought of sneaking up on him?

How stupid!

Just like a classic sentence from the Three Kingdoms period in the previous life, Cao Cao, who was good at cutting off people's grain and grass, would not pay attention to his own grain and grass?

Fang Zhengzhi subconsciously raised his middle finger towards the Sky Splitting Demon God, and then, he also scolded in his heart, "Stupid beep!", and then, the traceless sword in his hand tightened slightly, his tongue stretched out, and he licked the blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth.

"Are you afraid?" Fang Zhengzhi asked casually.

"Don't be afraid. Chi Guyan shook his head.

"You really don't need to be afraid, it's not you who he wants to tear apart. ”

"That's right. Chi Guyan smiled lightly, and his pale face became more and more ruddy at this moment, just like the peach blossoms that gradually bloomed in March.

It's beautiful, it's frighteningly beautiful.

Fang Zheng's eyes looked at Chi Guyan, and the scene when Chi Guyan set up a bureau in Nanshan Village and used a gold ingot to lure him out suddenly flashed in his mind.

At that time, he knew Chi Guyan's identity.

Miss Qianjin of Shenhou Mansion, the county lord of the Great Xia Dynasty, is so noble, so noble that her words can decide a person's life and death.

All along, he wondered, why did Chi Guyan force him to go up to the heights again and again, was it for the kick back then?

If he was really caught by Chi Guyan back then, or if he took a risk back then, told the truth about all things, and begged to worship in the Divine Mansion, what would be the result now?

Fang Zhengcheng didn't know, but at this moment, he understood a little, maybe there was really something in this world that couldn't be described in any words.

"Is it pretty?" Chi Guyan suddenly spoke.

"Good-looking is good-looking, but a little less gentle, if you can follow three from four virtues, you can go up to the hall and get down to the kitchen...... Ahem, it's actually good to be like this now!" Fang Zhengzhi's body trembled halfway through his words, and then a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Well, I think so too. Chi Guyan nodded with satisfaction, and then, with bright eyes, looked down again: "Do you guess Wu Yu'er can hear what we just said?"

"......" The smile on Fang Zhengzhi's face froze, and he suddenly reacted, the person standing in front of him was Chi Guyan, the proud daughter of the sky, Chi Guyan, a Chi Guyan who was not under the cloud at all in terms of mood or wisdom.

So, have you been fooled again?

Fang Zhengzhi didn't continue to think about it, because the Sky Splitting Demon God had already arrived, and with an endless rage and a raging aura, he rushed towards him and Chi Guyan.

A god-level powerhouse was ignored.

The Sky Splitting Demon God didn't understand how Fang Zhengzhi could still be in the mood to chat with Chi Guyan about such a topic when he was angry.

"What the hell are these two people thinking!"

"Time is precious. The traceless sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand was raised again, and the strange purple light illuminated the sky purple.

It was often asked what do you do when you have only a quarter of an hour left in your life?

There are various answers to this question.

And the answer to the square is......

Chat quietly for a while.

This is Fang Zhengzhi's current state of mind, he doesn't know what Chi Guyan is thinking, but in his mind, Chi Guyan can smile so calmly, and his mood may be similar to him.

Run?

If it was before, he would definitely run when he encountered a strong enemy like the Sky Splitting Demon God, but at this moment, he didn't really want to run.

There isn't much reason in particular.

Maybe it's because of the smile on Chi Guyan's face, or maybe it's because of the figure in a black light gauze dress still standing under the sacred tree.

Of course, it's also possible that he doesn't want to leave yet, and wants to continue to take a look here to see how strong the so-called demon god who came out of the divine gate is?!

This is the idea of Fang Zheng.

However, Wu Yu'er, who was standing below, didn't think so now, and on Wu Yu'er's face, an extremely clear anger could be seen.

Just like her character, there is a love-hate line.

"Shameless, shameless!" Wu Yu'er's face was a little ruddy, and she didn't know if she was burned by the anger in her heart, or if she was too aggrieved.

However, she still didn't move after all, even if her chest rose and fell greatly, she still just stood quietly in place, biting her bright lip tightly.

But what is certain is that if Fang Zhengzhi is lucky enough to survive today, then what he says today will have to pay some price.

However, can Fang Zhengzhi live?

Wu Yuer didn't know, but she knew one thing, if Fang Zhengzhi died, she would definitely collect Fang Zhengzhi's body, send Fang Zhengzhi's body back to Beishan Village at all costs, and then, by the small river at the entrance of Beishan Village, find a piece of land to build a tomb that can overlook Beishan Village and Cangling Mountain at a glance.

Of course, a stone had to be pressed on it, and a wooden chair had to be placed on the stone so that she could sit quietly on it......

"Shameless guy, are you really going to die this time?" Wu Yu'er thought about all this, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, but for some reason, her vision began to blur.

Maybe the purple light in the sky was too dazzling, or maybe the huge darkness was too powerful and shattered the purple light too much.

Wu Yu'er suddenly found that she couldn't see clearly.

But she still opened her eyes vigorously, and she didn't dare to blink at all, let alone rub it with her hands, because she was afraid that after rubbing, everything would be over.

There was a loud noise in the sky.

Sometimes there was a loud thunderclap, sometimes it was so sharp that it hurt people's eardrums, Wu Yu'er couldn't see clearly, the only thing she could see was the figure and the light flickering.

However, she knows that as long as it is still moving, it means that everything is still going on, it is not over, and as long as it is not over, then there is still hope for everything, even if this hope is so slim that it is desperate.

"Yu'er, are you crying......" The voice of the Heavenly Void Sage sounded in Wu Yu'er's ears, very soft, but there was a kind of love from the heart.

"Ah, am I crying?" Wu Yu'er shook her head subconsciously, and then, she noticed that there really seemed to be something gushing out of the corner of her eye, staining her face.

This made her heart a little flustered inexplicably, because her eyes blinked, even if it was just that, it still made her eyes lose a figure.

Where is it?!

Don't end it!

Wu Yu'er's eyes opened again, and then, the panic in her heart finally disappeared, because she found that the figure in the sky was still there, and it had not fallen.

And, most of all, her vision had become clear again, and at the very least, she could clearly see Fang Zheng's hand holding the Traceless Sword.

Merely......

Why is there so much more blood on this shameless guy?!

Wu Yu'er's eyes widened again, she wanted to see herself more closely, and then, she saw that there were not only a lot of blood stains on Fang Zheng's body, but also a lot of wounds.

Each wound was not too big, but it was dense, and blood was constantly leaching out of the wound, staining the black armor wrapped around his body.

And on the original delicate black armor, there were already all kinds of cracks like spider webs at this moment, some deep and some shallow, almost completely shattered.

"Don't, shameless fellow, you don't want to die!"

......

Above the sacred tree.

Fang Zhengzhi suddenly tilted his head slightly and laughed, because he inexplicably found that he had held on for a full quarter of an hour.

"Looks like you're not strong enough. Fang Zhengzhi retracted his gaze, and then glanced at the Sky Splitting Demon God, the disdain in his eyes becoming more and more intense.

"I said I was going to tear you to pieces, I won't let you die easily!" The Sky Splitter Demon God also had blood on his hands and body, but the blood was more dripping from the black bone spurs, or more specifically, the blood came from Fang Zheng's body.

"Not strong enough is not strong enough, who believes you when you say this?" Fang Zheng smiled straightly, and the tip of the Traceless Sword pointed at the throat of the Sky Splitting Demon God again.

"Hmph!" the Sky Splitting Demon God snorted coldly, and did not mean to continue talking nonsense with Fang Zhengzhi, and the black bone spur in his hand disappeared again as soon as he moved.

And at this moment, a purple sword light also lit up.

Merely......

No matter how bright the sword light was or how fast the speed of the slash was, the black bone spur was still not resisted in any way after all, and it directly appeared in Fang Zhengzhi's lower left thigh.

"Poof!"

The black bone spurs passed through Fang Zheng's thighs, and then, back into the hands of the Sky Splitting Demon God, the blood stained on it fell one by one, dripping on the Sky Splitting Demon God's body like water droplets, splashing a little blood-red mist, staining the black armor on the Sky Splitting Demon God's body red.

At the same time, the other hand of the Sky Splitting Demon God also grabbed out of thin air, grabbed the purple sword light that was slashing towards him, and squeezed it hard.

The sword light shattered and turned into purple points of light.

Fang Zhengzhi's body was slightly crooked, and the corners of his mouth twitched subconsciously, but soon, he stood up straight again, and the traceless sword in his hand clenched again.

"A mortal is a mortal, no matter how talented you are, no matter how lucky you are, it is impossible to be an enemy of the gods after all, don't you still understand this truth?"

And this time, the position where the black bone spur appeared was no longer Fang Zhengzhi's side, but directly in front of Chi Guyan's chest.

"Click!"

Almost the moment the black bone spur appeared, a purple light fell on the black bone spur, slashing the black bone spur that had just appeared.

"Hmph, naïve!" The smile on Fang Zhengzhi's face was very bright, but with the blood on his body, it made people feel a little hideous.

The Sky Splitter's brow furrowed.

This was the fifth time he had killed Chi Guyan, but none of the five times he had succeeded because Fang Zhengzhi had stopped him again and again.

Why could this kid guess?

As soon as the Sky Splitting Demon God's hand stretched out, black bone spurs resurfaced on his palm, and the cold light was like a ghost in the night sky, chilling.

Why, exactly!

The Sky Splitting Demon God couldn't figure it out, what he didn't understand was that Fang Zhengzhi obviously didn't have his speed, and he couldn't see through his attack route, but every time, at the most critical time, he blocked his most critical blow, whether it was towards him or towards Chi Guyan.

"What kind of monster are you?"

"That's right, I can tell you very responsibly, I am really the reincarnation of the Yellow Emperor, don't believe it, look at my eyes, how sincere!" Fang Zheng blinked his eyes with a sincere face.

(Recommend a brother's fantasy masterpiece "Wandao Sword Venerable", author's name: It takes money to kill, friends who like it can go and take a look, wow, the blood is refreshing, and there are already five million words, and it is fat and can be slaughtered!)

For more rural romance popularity, please pay attention to WeChat-letter-public-public-number: dingdian23 (long press to copy)