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The ghost hand looked at the six heaven-level martial artist relics that fell to the ground, his throat slid and he swallowed a few saliva involuntarily.

He endured it a few times before he suppressed the urge to rush over and flee the scene with the six treasures.

Ghost Hand is a smart person, and he knows that although the masked man and the disciples of Qingchengguan and Yanyulou are now fighting and forgetting to die, as long as he dares to escape with six heaven-level martial artist relics, he will immediately become a public enemy of both sides.

When the time comes, not to mention Wen Xiangrong and Qingxu Dao Chief, just that masked man will be able to easily kill himself.

After Dong Ling and Wen Long passed out, there were constantly disciples of Qingchengguan and Yanyulou flying to their side, picking up the treasures and running.

But the result of those people was the same, and no one could escape Fang Bai's stone attack.

In the blink of an eye, six disciples from Yanyu Building and Qingcheng Temple were knocked unconscious by the stones kicked out by Fang Bai in order to pick up treasures.

For a while, the six heaven-level martial artist relics on the ground became life-urging talismans, and no one dared to touch them again.

Qingxu and Wen Xiangrong knew that if they didn't kill Fang Bai, they wouldn't want to take any treasures away, so they no longer drove their subordinate disciples to pick up treasures and escape, but concentrated their efforts to deal with Fang Bai.

Fang Bai just said that he would kill all the Yanyulou and Qingchengguan disciples at the scene, but in fact, he was not as ferocious and violent as the white ape, killing people without blinking, there was no humanity at all, his purpose was more, it was to deter the other party.

When it really started, Fang Bai knocked the opponent unconscious at most, or made them lose their combat power, and did not kill anyone.

After all, Fang Bai's purpose was just to seize the treasure, and there was no deep hatred between him and the two major sects of Qingchengguan and Yanyulou.

Therefore, as long as the other party could not threaten Fang Bai's life, Fang Bai had no intention of killing them.

In addition, Fang Bai was wearing a demon mask when he appeared, and his entire face was covered, even if he gave the other party a way out, the other party didn't know who the enemy was, and he had no goal of revenge.

Fang Bai stepped on the "Eight Desolate Steps of the Divine Elephant" and played the "Tiger Roaring Thunder Fist", coming and going between the few remaining disciples of the two major sects, and no one was invincible.

doesn't want to kill, it doesn't mean that Fang Baixin is soft-hearted.

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The crisp sound of broken tendons and the sharp and piercing screams continued to sound at the scene, and with each scream, a disciple of the two major sects would lose his combat power.

After the "Dragon, Tiger, Lion and Elephant Gong" advanced to the second level of the "Accumulation Yuan Realm" intermediate level, when Fang Bai performed the "Eight Desolate Steps of the Divine Elephant", the soles of his feet fell to the ground, and he had reached the power of the four elephants.

Every time he stepped on the ground, the ground would tremble, and the surrounding rocks and sand would fly, and the smoke and dust would be filled, covering a radius of two or three feet.

This kind of scene has a greater psychological deterrent effect on the opponent.

The disciples of the two major sects were in the smoke and dust stirred up by Fang Bai's footwork, and they could barely see each other's figures.

They could only hear the roar of the tiger that Fang Bai carried when he punched, and the faint thunder of "boom boom".

In the smoke and dust, Fang Bai's "lion roaring sound wave" could occasionally be heard.

This sonic attack technique mimics the roar of a raging lion, and the sound produced forms a powerful shock wave that often catches opponents off guard.

Weaker warriors will experience a brief loss of hearing in both ears or a feeling of dizziness during this sudden sonic attack.

Many Yanyulou and Qingchengguan disciples suffered the big loss of Fang Bai's "Lion Howling Sound Hitting Wave", they were unsteady on their feet, sat down on the ground, and then were slapped unconscious by Fang Bai with a palm of his hand.

Even the Ghost Hand and others, who were watching the battle from a distance, were affected by the sound waves and had to hide even farther away.

"Obediently, this masked man is really powerful! The strength of our Ten Thousand Medicine Valley Valley Lord is no more than that!"

Fang Bai rushed left and right, as if entering a no-man's land, everywhere he went, the disciples of the two major sects fell to the ground one after another, and the ghost hand looked drunk and obsessed, and when he saw the excitement, he couldn't help but applaud loudly.

Soon, Wen Xiangrong and Qingxu found themselves as "Commanders of the Light Pole".

The subordinate disciples they brought were all defeated by Fang Bai, and only the two of them were still gritting their teeth and fighting hard.

And looking at Fang Bai's relaxed and leisurely appearance, it seemed that he could easily defeat the two of them.

The reason why Fang Bai didn't make a heavy hand may have been deliberately teasing them.

Looking at Fang Bai's playful eyes, Qingxu and Wen Xiangrong hated the roots of their teeth, and they glanced at each other, both of them were aroused to be desperate.

"Too much deception!"

Qingxu roared, and the wide Dao robe swayed without wind, like an airbag full of qi.

At the same time, the aura he released became crazy and tyrannical.

Three thousand feet of gray hair!

Under Fang Bai's persecution, Qingxu did not hesitate to consume his vitality, stimulated his physical potential, and delivered the strongest blow in his life.

The dust in his hand was infused with the True Yuan, and one by one stood upright, and hundreds of dust threads, like hundreds of steel needles, suddenly shot out, covering Fang Bai like an overwhelming man.

The shrouded range of the dust silk reached several zhang square, and the distance between the two was very close, no matter how powerful Fang Bai's body was, it seemed that he could not escape the fate of being pierced into a hedgehog by a silver needle.

Fang Bai did not escape.

In the face of the hundreds of dust threads that shot in, he looked calm, and his arms quickly swiped out, drawing circles one after another in front of him.

After a few circles were drawn, the space in front of Fang Bai's body seemed to produce fluctuations that were visible to the naked eye.

The fluctuations were like ripples in the water, making Fang Bai's whole person look a lot blurred.

The hundreds of dust filaments in the high-speed rapid flight slowed down abruptly when they reached the spatial fluctuations in front of Fang Bai, as if they had fallen into a quagmire.

Then he saw the corners of Fang Bai's mouth twitch slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, his hands were raised again and again, and hundreds of dust threads were actually received by him in his palms.

Qingxu saw that his stunt of pressing the bottom of the box was cracked by Fang Bai, his face turned gray, and he was completely desperate.

Fang Bai's technique for cracking the attack of the Clear Void Dust Silk is called "Dragon Interceptor", which is a technique that specializes in breaking the attack of the hidden weapon.

To perform the "Dragon Interceptor", you need to fuse the powerful True Yuan and the wonderful palm technique.

First use the true yuan to form an invisible qi wall in front of him, use the qi wall to hinder and delay the flight speed of the hidden weapon, and then use a wonderful technique to put the hidden weapon into the palm of his hand.

This is the magic of the "dragon interceptor".

When the "Dragon Interceptor" cultivated to the advanced realm, even the True Dragon attack of the Soaring Nine Heavens could be intercepted, not to mention the dust silk hidden weapon sent out by Qingxu?

"Give it back to you!"

Fang Bai snorted lightly, and his hands were raised violently.

The hundreds of dust threads that were collected by Fang Bai into his palms suddenly shot towards Qingxu like a dense rainstorm.

Even Wen Xiangrong, who was standing beside Qingxu, was shrouded in the rain composed of this dust.

Fang Bai's strength was much stronger than that of Qingxu, and the technique of firing the hidden weapon was also many times stronger than that of Qingxu.