Chapter 687: Zhang Changshan
In the final analysis, if Fang Zheng really wanted to say a reason, then Fang Zheng would definitely not be able to say any reason, but a strange aura in the surrounding air made Fang Zheng's body subconsciously react, and all the hairs on his body actually stood upside down at this time.
In addition, Wu Ergou, who has obviously been defeated and will not even see the sun tomorrow, even if the corners of his mouth overflow with dark red blood, the condensed mockery in his eyes is not only not reduced, but more intense.
Looking at Fang Zheng's gaze is like looking at a delicacy that has already been placed on a plate.
Fang Zheng looked around vigilantly, the first three changes of the Thunder Nine Transformations were running wildly at this time, and even Fang Zheng quietly opened all the bonuses contained in the three meridians in his body.
Time passed like this, minute by minute, but at this moment, with a light sigh echoing from behind Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng's whole person turned around suddenly, and the bright purple thunder sword in his hand stabbed even harder.
But when Fang Zheng clearly saw with his own eyes that his long sword had sunk into the chest of the person in front of him, the next scene that happened directly made Fang Zheng feel his scalp tingle.
Because at this time, the person standing in front of Fang Fang, his body was like fragments, and when he was gently blown by the wind, he dissipated without a trace.
Seeing this, Fang Zheng reacted completely, the person he stabbed with his long sword just now was just an afterimage, which was an illusion that the speed of the body could only be produced when it was extremely fast.
It can also be said that the recognition of the eyes simply cannot keep up with the speed of the physical rush.
"Who is it?"
Fang Zheng opened his mouth and scolded loudly, even if he had never met from beginning to end, what Fang Zheng could be sure of was that the person who appeared just now was definitely the existence of the same camp as Wu Ergou.
Even the depression that Fang Zheng felt, even if there was still a gap with Fusang if he wanted to compare, this gap could basically be directly ignored.
Seeing that Fang Zheng was constantly vigilant around like a headless fly, Wu Ergou stood up from the ground with difficulty at this time and sneered at Fang Zheng.
"If you don't have some hole cards, how can you come alone, Fangzheng, I will let you master and apprentice become my most loyal slaves for the rest of your life!"
Wu Ergou said this, the depths of his eyes suddenly became extremely exciting, and finally he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
"No need to look for it, I'm here. ”
An ethereal voice came from behind Fang Zheng again, and this time after Fang Zheng turned around, he saw the person in front of him clearly, after some scrutiny and the identification of the breath on the other party's body, Fang Zheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Although the person in front of him and Wu Ergou both belonged to the same camp, Fang Zheng could see that this person was also an ancient monk, and it was clear that the realm was at the peak level of breathing, perhaps because of the indisputable speed of the ghosts, which made Fang Zheng feel depressed.
"Remember the name of the deity before you die, otherwise after you become a puppet, the soul doesn't know who to seek revenge, the name of the deity is Zhang Changshan. ”
In fact, for Zhang Changshan's words, Fang Zheng didn't listen to a word at all, it was nothing more than the left ear going in and the right ear out, at this time, Wu Ergou couldn't pose any threat to the other party at all, but fortunately, Zhang Changshan's realm was the peak of breathing.
All the plans flashed in his mind in an instant, and when he thought of this, Fang Zheng took a deep breath, and the whole person was wrapped in bright thunder, and immediately swept towards this long mountain.
With all the strength of Fang Zheng now, facing the monks of the foundation building realm, there is only a chance to escape, but it is only a peak of breathing, and all this is really not to the point of no return.
Thundered!
It seems that because of the Thunder Nine Transformation Technique that Fang Zheng performed at this time, the sky that was clearly clear was actually filled with the top of the sky at the same time as the dull thunder and explosion, and the dark clouds that were as black as ink were already filling the top of the sky at some point.
For a time, the season of the most beautiful April day in the world was unexpectedly windy, and the temperature was crazy to drop, and the thick dark clouds seemed to pull the sky very low.
Zhang Changshan saw Fang Zheng's actions at this time, and a trace of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes, maybe in Zhang Qianshan's impression, he couldn't understand why a person in the late stage of the sudden body had the confidence to dare to collide with him.
"Since you are so ignorant of lifting, then let you feel for yourself what is an irresistible force before you become a puppet!"
Zhang Changshan sneered, the moment the sound just fell, the right foot took a step forward directly, and in an instant, it seemed that there was a distortion of space that instantly swallowed Zhang Changshan.
In the next second, Zhang Changshan left only an afterimage in the same place, not only that, but the power that contained the full force of the breath peak struck without hesitation slapped on Fang Zheng's back along the palm of his hand.
Immediately, Fang Zheng felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed rushing train, as the peak strength of breath may be strong, but for Fang Zheng, it is still within the range of bearing.
With a stumbling stagger, Fang Zheng suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the chaotic internal force in his body was also restored to normal by Fang Zheng in a short time.
But at this time, it was Zhang Changshan's turn and Wu Ergou to be dumbfounded, I'm afraid no one knows better than Wu Ergou what terrifying power Zhang Changshan, an ancient monk, has.
As for the division of the realm of monks, Wu Ergou and Zhang Changshan know more clearly than they know themselves.
The gap between the body and the breath is like a gully in the middle that cannot be crossed.
But Rao is like this, he forcibly withstood the full blow of Zhang Changshan, a peak monk of breathing, and it can even be said that even if the other party is in the realm of the early stage of breathing, if he withstands this blow, I am afraid that the result will be nine deaths, and it is even more appropriate to say that there is only the square of the late stage of the sudden.
Although Fang Zheng is the Tao of the Cang Vast Sect, maybe the Cang Vast Sect will come up with an important treasure to protect Fang Zheng to defend himself, but the short physical contact just now, Zhang Changshan knew very well in his heart that Fang Zheng was using his own strength to resist this blow.
What Zhang Changshan couldn't accept the most was that Fang Zheng only had a minor injury.
For a while, Zhang Changshan's body condensed out of the air again, looking at Fang Zheng's eyes full of curiosity, he thought that Fang Zheng was not afraid of stepping on shit luck, so he became the Taoist of the vast faction in a daze, but now, ...... I'm afraid that Zhang Changshan will completely veto this idea.