In the last game, Fang An took a defensive position, and the pit viper attacked, but this one was completely reversed.

Fang An flickered around the sand scorpion, relying on the sand scorpion to wear heavy earth and stone heavy armor, his body was clumsy, and he kept leaving traces on his earth and stone heavy armor with the snake tooth dagger in his hand.

The battle has lasted for nearly a stick of incense now, Fang An's method of battle is boring and boring, and the audience in the stands has long exhausted their patience, constantly issuing all kinds of ridicule and abuse from Fang An.

However, Fang An's attention was focused on the sand scorpion in front of him, and he didn't care about the people in the stands at all.

Although the sand scorpion lacked dexterity after wearing this heavy armor of earth and stone, its offensive methods were also diverse, and it was even impossible to prevent it, Fang An was almost yin several times, and he also left some wounds on his body.

However, the war of attrition still worked, because Fang An could clearly perceive that the sand scorpions, whether they were attacking or defending, were beginning to weaken. Moreover, the damage on the earth and stone heavy armor could no longer be recovered quickly, and it was obvious that the spiritual power was consumed to a certain point.

Finally, when Fang An once again left a scratch more than a foot long on the sand scorpion's chest, the sand scorpion's earth and stone heavy armor seemed to have reached its limit and began to vibrate, and then it was like a mountain rock disintegrating, and large pieces of rock continued to detach from the heavy armor and fall on the ring, and then dissipate into dots of spiritual power.

"The moment of life and death has arrived!" Fang An's spirit was shocked, the sand scorpion got rid of the heavy armor of earth and stone, it did not mean that he had no power to resist.

Although after this small half an hour of fighting, the consumption of the sand scorpion that has been maintaining the heavy armor of earth and stone is definitely greater than that of Fang An, but the cultivation of the sand scorpion is also much deeper than that of Fang An.

Moreover, Fang An didn't believe that the sand scorpion would be stupid enough to exhaust his spiritual power so that he had no power to resist.

From beginning to end, the sand scorpion only revealed the means of earth and stone heavy armor, and Fang An didn't know anything about the other methods of the sand scorpion.

But the war slaves who can live in the death arena for so long are not stupid, let alone simple.

The attrition tactics adopted by Fang An were not clear to anyone whether they were consuming the other party, or whether they were consumed by the sand scorpion to consume Fang An's physical and spiritual energy.

"Mountain Tilt!"

Although the sand scorpion disintegrated with heavy armor, the long-handled battle axe was still in hand, and at this time, an axe swept across, and the sound of whistling came, but it did have a bit of a mountain tilt.

Fang An kicked the ground with both feet, his spiritual power exploded, and his body jumped high into the air, dodging the blow of the sand scorpion.

Fang An didn't choose to retreat, the sand scorpion's long-handled battle axe could be extended to a certain extent, Fang An had suffered this big loss before, and this was how the deep wound in his chest came about.

If it weren't for the spiritual power to suppress the injury, after such a long time, Fang An's blood would have dried up long ago.

In mid-air, Fang An's right fist was raised, he took a deep breath, and a little black flame burst out from between his fingers.

At this moment, Fang An had already decided to end this battle with the Black Flame Collapse Fist, so he deliberately increased the height of the jump in order to have enough time to gather momentum.

One breath ······ Two breaths.

The sand scorpion raised its head and looked at Fang An, still without any expression on his face.

Fang Anxin raised his vigilance, the sand scorpion's reaction was really a little too calm.

Three-interest ······ Four breaths.

With one more breath, Fang An could unleash the Black Flame Collapse Fist.

With the power of the Black Flame Collapse Fist, Fang An believed that even if the sand, scorpion, earth and stone were heavily armored, he would not be able to resist it.

At this moment, an earthy yellow light suddenly appeared behind the sand scorpion, stabbing at Fang An's eyebrows like lightning.

This earthy yellow light was so fast that Fang An's gaze couldn't fully capture its trajectory, let alone react.

Relying on his powerful spiritual sense, Fang An barely had an insight into the essence of this earthy yellow light------ Scorpion Tail!

It is a scorpion tail composed of earthy yellow light, which is both real and illusory, but beautiful.

The speed of the scorpion tail was extremely fast, as if it had penetrated the distance of space, and it was in front of Fang An in an instant.

Not surprisingly, the next moment the tail needle would pierce Fang An's eyebrows.

The sand scorpion, as its name suggests, is really like a poisonous scorpion in the desert, hiding and dormant in the yellow sand on weekdays. As soon as the prey reveals the slightest flaw, it will stab out the poisonous tail and kill it with a single blow.

Fang An immediately understood that this was the sand scorpion's innate supernatural power, and on his own, not only could he not dodge, but he could not resist it.

At the last moment, a shadow appeared out of thin air in front of Fang An.

Fang Anxin sighed secretly, it was impossible to hide clumsiness anymore, if he didn't open his hole cards, his skull would be pierced by the sand scorpion.

The scorpion tail stabbed in the shadows, silently, as if it was stabbing in the air, and there was no obvious collision performance, but it was strangely stiff in mid-air, only a paper away from Fang An's eyebrows.

The sand scorpion's expression finally changed at this time, his face was full of incredulity, he didn't expect that under the true spirit, there was really someone who could block his natural supernatural powers!

Even among the real spirit war slaves in the Black Blood Death Arena, the warrior king wood lizard who ranked first in strength, the sand scorpion firmly believed that as long as he had the opportunity, he could use this kind of talent and magic power to kill him with one blow.

It's just that it's impossible for the Black Blood Death Arena to let these war slaves fight against each other, which makes the wood lizard the number one real spirit war slave.

Therefore, when the sand scorpion's tail was blocked by Fang An in some way, the sand scorpion's emotions also changed from shock and anger to panic and even panic.

The fifth breath!

The time for the last breath passed in the blink of an eye, and Fang An's Black Flame Collapse Fist had finally completed its momentum.

A punch blasted out, and the black flames were like a dark dragon, swallowing towards its body along the scorpion tail of the sand scorpion that was fixed in mid-air.

After all, it was a war slave wandering between life and death, and after feeling the power of the Black Flame Collapse Fist, the sand scorpion immediately threw away his superfluous thoughts, roared angrily, and the heavy armor of earth and stone resurfaced on his body again.

At the same time, layers of rock shields and stone pillars also rose from the ground, and the sand scorpion did his best to show all his defensive means, how could he still have half of his spiritual power.

The battle situation changed too quickly, those viewers were still mocking and abusing one moment ago, and the next moment they were shocked by Fang An's might.

Even Sean and the others in the VIP box couldn't help but shrink their pupils and stare at the two in the ring.

The black flames were like torrents, and wherever they passed, pillars were broken, shields were shattered, and heavy armor dissolved.

It can be seen that the earth and stone heavy armor of the sand scorpion is indeed his strongest defense, whether it is a stone pillar or a rock shield, all of them collapse at the touch of a touch under the power of the Black Flame Collapse Fist, but it is the earth and stone heavy armor that withstands the impact, and then constantly repairs itself, forming a short tug-of-war.

However, in order to maintain the continuous repair of the earth and stone heavy armor, the spiritual power consumed was too huge, and the sand scorpion had to stuff a large handful of spiritual pills into its mouth.

However, even if there is a spirit pill, it is not something that can be refined and absorbed immediately, and at the moment when the sand scorpion's spiritual power is broken, it is broken through the defense of the earth and stone heavy armor by the Black Flame Collapse Fist.

At this time, Fang An had also exhausted his spiritual power, and he had to end the release of the Black Flame Collapse Fist, and slowly fell into the ring under the shadow wrapping.

"Blocked!" the sand scorpion was a little glad as it spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The sand scorpion was not injured by Fang An, but it swallowed too many spiritual pills, and the huge spiritual power exploded in his body, and there was no time to refine and absorb it, so it was disturbed by the internal organs.

However, this kind of injury is naturally not worth mentioning for the sand scorpion.

Feeling the waves of spiritual power washing in his body, the sand scorpion calmed down again.

"Good means!" was the first thing the sand scorpion said in the battle for so long.

The sand scorpion could see that Fang An had exhausted his spiritual power, and because he had swallowed the spiritual pill, the majestic spiritual power filled his body, and he had already recovered a few points.

However, the sand scorpion was not careless, because the shadow was still hovering around Fang An, and the sand scorpion was naturally very wary of this kind of method that had never been seen before.

However, Fang An ignored the sand scorpion and directly took the spirit ghost Jing Chuan back into the dead realm.

The sand scorpion was a little stunned, but then he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw dots of black flames emerging from his chest, and then quickly showed a burning posture, and in the blink of an eye, it spread to the whole body of the sand scorpion.

The sand scorpion thought that it had blocked Fang An's Black Flame Collapse Fist, but he didn't know the characteristics of Fang An's innate supernatural powers. Unless the cultivation gap was too large, once Fang An's black flame contaminated his physical body, it would mean the arrival of death.

The sand scorpion's screams were still terrifying, but Fang An could already ignore them.

After the sand scorpion turned into a corpse, Fang An stepped forward and took back his spirit weapon long knife, as well as the sand scorpion's gauntlet spirit weapon, and by the way, he got a jade bottle that was already empty.

Fang An saw the scene of the sand scorpion swallowing the elixir before, no wonder Fang An had consumed it for so long, after breaking the sand scorpion's earth and stone heavy armor, the sand scorpion's spiritual power recovered in the blink of an eye, but I was afraid that he had already taken a lot of elixirs to restore spiritual power.

Whether it is a fight or a death match, it is forbidden to take all kinds of elixirs in the ring, and the sand scorpion, as a war slave, cannot be unclear.

And where did the sand scorpion's elixir come from, and who drove this behavior, Fang An didn't need to think about it.

Fang An set his eyes on the VIP box, then raised his right hand and smiled as he crushed the jade bottle into powder little by little.

In the VIP box, Liu Chuanqing and Wang Qibo had iron faces, while Sean's face was only pulled down for a moment, and then his smile was restored again.

"Bang! bang!"

The applause rang out, and I saw Sean praise from the bottom of his heart: "Since ancient times, heroes have been teenagers, and little brother Fang An should be a real master!"

Sean didn't mention the matter of the elixir, anyway, the sand scorpion is dead, and there is no proof of death, no one can point the finger at them, and it will naturally have no impact on the black blood death arena.

Then Sean picked up the wine glass and played with it in his hand, and ordered casually: "Little brother Fang An is so powerful, don't fool these crooked melons and cracked dates, let the wood lizard go on the next one." ”

"Yes, young owner. The steward respectfully accepted the order, and then went down to make arrangements.

Sean drank all the wine in the glass, but snorted coldly in his heart: "Fang An······ What a Fang An!"