Bang!

In the maze of quicksand, the flowing sand suddenly exploded!

Meng Fan's figure shot out from inside, and then took out a paper sculpture in the air, soaring into the sky, his movements were in one go, chic and elegant, but there was a trace of bitterness on his face.

As he walked underground, he was followed by the sandmen!

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been buried in the sand forever by the sandman.

Laugh at!

The sand man drilled out of the ground, looked at Meng Fan who flew into the sky, stretched out his hand and grabbed it fiercely, a sand cloud surged from the ground, shrouded towards Meng Fan, and when he approached Meng Fan, it suddenly twisted into a ball and turned into a huge whirlpool, the air flow instantly became turbulent, and a strong suction force followed, and the body of the paper sculpture sank suddenly and fell to the center of the whirlpool.

"We don't have a grudge!"

Meng Fan jumped up from the back of the eagle and fell into the distance from a high altitude, but before he could hit the ground, the sand on the ground surged up, and the sandman appeared directly below him, smashing out with a fist!

"Hey!"

Sighing helplessly, Meng Fan rolled in the air, his head was down, and he pointed at the palm of the paper man, with a bang, the violent air flow exploded, and the sand and dust rolled up, Meng Fan crossed an arc in the air, fell to the ground with a bang, and sank his knees into the quicksand, and then stared at the sand man and shook his head.

Rustling!

Half of the sandman's arm collapsed, but it grew out in an instant, and he strode towards him!

and Meng Fan have an endless appearance!

"Ling Xuanzi's predecessor also taught me an earth-shattering spell, and I haven't had a place to perform it before, so I'll try it here!"

Ling Xuanzi, the old man who guards the valley of the Yuxian faction, has taught him three techniques, the earth binding technique, the fossil is Jiao, and there is a trick that sounds very domineering!

Meng Fan jumped up from the sand, took a deep breath after standing firm, pinched a strange trick mark with both hands, hooked the thumbs of both hands, put the index finger and middle finger together, pointed to the sky at the top, and pointed at the ground with his bottom, and his lips lightly opened: "The sky is cracking!"

Click!

The sky above seemed to form a mirror, reflecting the sand below, and then the mirror suddenly shattered, turning into a huge ball of sand, wrapped in the aura of destruction, and crashed down overwhelmingly, the scene was terrifying!

The quicksand on the ground is even more boiling, and the sand waves are surging!

The sandman who pounced on Meng Fan was suddenly like a lonely boat, swaying non-stop!

The sand ball then roared down!

Looking down from a high place, you can see that the ground has burst into huge waves of sand, and one after another is connected together, squeezing, and spreading in all directions.

The sandman stood in it, his body thud, and it collapsed into a cloud of dust and smoke, and was immediately swept away by a violent wave of qi!

Call!

With a long exhale, Meng Fan's face turned pale!

After this spell is cast, it consumes more true qi than the monstrous white waves, and the visual impact is even more shocking, but whether the sand people have been killed or not, Meng Fan has no spectrum in his heart.

"We have to find a way to get out as soon as possible!"

His body was already extremely weak, and after thinking about it, he pressed his hand to the ground, and the sand began to gather together, slowly condensing into a "bamboo raft".

The bamboo raft was filled with the true qi of the earth attribute and floated steadily on the quicksand.

Meng Fan stood up and pointed forward: "Go!"

With a snort, the raft led him into the distance, like gliding on water.

Seeing that there was no shadow of the sand man behind him, Meng Fan dared to swallow the pill and meditate and breathe.

Rustling!

However, not long after he left, on the sand where he had just fought, streams of quicksand began to converge together, and it didn't take long for the appearance of a sandman!

Rustling!

The sandman spread his legs and ran quickly in the direction Meng Fan had left, splashing waves behind him.

"What the hell is that sandman?"

Behind a sand dune not far away, the ghostly mist revealed itself.

While being amazed by Meng Fan's toughness, he was also shocked by the sandman, he couldn't see the details of the sandman, such as what the sandman was cultivating, what his combat power was, and what made it ...... I can't understand it!

Thinking about it, he didn't seem to be able to ...... the sandman Destroy!

Oni Mist pondered for a moment, and then followed with a flick of his body.

"Is there an end?"

About half an hour later, Meng Fan, who was sitting on the "bamboo raft", turned his head back to look, and the sand man actually chased after him again, and hurriedly urged the bamboo raft to speed up, but he didn't expect that the sand man also made a "bamboo raft" in the same way, and the speed was faster than him!

Heaven no!

No, go to the ground!

Not on the ground either!

Meng Fan, who has always been optimistic, is really desperate at this time, he has never encountered such a difficult opponent, if he can cause a little damage to the opponent every time he fights, but every time the opponent is unharmed!

What else is this fighting!

The battle becomes pointless!

"It's too bullying!"

"I didn't provoke you!"

"It's a beast without humanity!"

Meng Fan muttered while urging the bamboo raft forward, and suddenly thought of something, flipped his palm, and took out the Imperial Whip!

The Imperial Whip has already asked him to engrave a "had" with a carving knife, and he can barely control a little, I wonder if the Imperial Whip can deal with the sandman?

"Come on!"

"Come here!"

Meng Fan stopped the bamboo raft, stood up, and raised the Divine Whip, making a crackling sound in the air, and the whip body was driven by his mind, and it suddenly stretched out by one meter, diffusing some kind of mysterious aura.

The sandman tilted his head and looked at the whip in Meng Fan's hand, paused, and then accelerated suddenly!

Smack!

Meng Fan had a belly full of fire and whipped at the sandman again and again!

The whip shadow swept through the air, making a piercing sonic boom, and then with a bang, a cloud of dust and smoke splashed on the sandman's body, and the sandman's body trembled violently, and he suddenly retreated more than ten meters away!

The sandman looked down at his body.

Whip marks, all over the body, very deep, sand particles keep falling from the whip marks, and they can't heal at all!

It also has a deep whiplash mark on its face, which directly destroys its right eye and half of its mouth, which will not heal.

At least not for a short time.

"Got it?"

Meng Fan lowered his eyes and looked at the Imperial Whip in his hand, he was ecstatic in his heart, this thing that seemed to come from the underworld did not disappoint him, and then he cleared his throat, held his chest high, and said to Nasha: "Dude, this is the end of it! stop pestering me, we will meet indefinitely!"

After that, Meng Fan waved his hand and wanted to take out a paper sculpture and fly away, but he didn't take anything out, and the paper sculpture ran out, so he had to urge the bamboo raft and leave in a smoke.

Rustling!

The sandman reached out and touched the scar on his face, and his body fell apart into the quicksand.

The sky was slowly darkening, and night was approaching.

Somewhere in the quicksand maze, it was as if a woman was crying.

No blood!

No blood!

Bloodless to drink......

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