Fang ...... Fang Mo?" Wang Dabao looked at the person in front of him in a daze, and spoke in disbelief. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Liu Feng looked at Fang Mo weakly, grinned slightly, and said with a smile: "It turns out ...... You're alive. ”

He Zhangang was stunned for a moment, followed him and took a step back sharply, his heart was shocked, his eyes showed shock, and he pointed at Fang Mo and stammered: "You...... Aren't you supposed to die?"

More surprising than him, is a yin owl man under the third ring, he is called powerful, quite famous in the sect, after returning to the sect a month ago, he has an understanding, broke through the bottleneck, and stepped into the sixth layer of condensation, at this moment he was about to take the stage, subconsciously looked at the sixth ring, when he glanced at it, his body suddenly sudden, and the pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly.

"How could it be? It couldn't be! It couldn't be him! It couldn't be him!" Li Jue's face changed wildly, and his heart turned over with monstrous waves, the scene of the huge demon python swallowing Cai Chuxuan in one bite that day is still vivid in his mind, every time he thinks of it, he shudders, he doesn't believe that Fang Mo can still be alive when he is seriously injured, but now, ......

Qiao Wanqian, who was in the stands, stood up suddenly, his eyes showed a dazzling essence, his fists were clenched tightly, and with his heart and cultivation, he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

"Elder Qiao, what's wrong with you?" He Qingshan glanced at Qiao Wanqian in surprise.

Qiao Wanqian took a deep breath, sat back down, his eyes narrowed, and he said softly: "It's nothing, I saw my apprentice, I have let him cultivate and spend the rest of his life recently, but I didn't expect him to participate in this outer door competition, alas, forget it...... Let him be. ”

On the surface, he was calm, but Qiao Wanqian actually sneered in his heart: "Good apprentice, I didn't expect you to really come back......"

At this time, the big competition has just begun, and there are disciples in the eight rings one after another, and they start to compete, but except for the two sides who are fighting and the elders in charge of the referee, almost all the disciples' eyes are attracted by the sixth ring, looking at the green clothes figure under the stage, and guessing, so that few people pay attention to the rest of the rings.

"I don't know if Fang Mou comes to the stage to challenge, do you dare not escape...... Who is this person, as a disciple of Tsing Yi, who actually dares to say such big things to a disciple in yellow clothes? Huh? He calls himself Fang, could it be that he is ......?"

"That's right, he's Fang Mo! It's really arrogant, I think he is only a cultivator at the peak of the third layer of condensation, how can He De say this?"

"Then Liu Feng is beyond his strength, this Fang Mo is even more so, dare to let out such wild words? Go, go to the sixth ring, I want to see if this Fang Mo dares to be so arrogant after he loses the battle!"

All kinds of similar words came out, and in just an instant, the crowd crowded towards the sixth ring, and Wei Kou, the defender of this ring, looked at Fang Mo with interest and picked his mouth: "It is said that this son was brought into the sect by Senior Brother Yun, but it is also a little interesting......

"He advocates, win!"

At this moment, the referee of the sixth ring, Yu Wei, finally reacted from his stunned mind, popped out a pill and submerged it into Liu Feng's mouth, and said lightly: "Dissolve the power of the pill, go back and connect the bones, nourish your body with aura, and save your life, but whether you can still cultivate in the future depends on your own creation." ”

After the words fell, Yu Wei popped out another pill and gave it to He Zhangang, and asked, "Do you want to rest for a while, or continue?"

"There is no need to rest, I only used less than fifty percent of the strength of that person before, and the aura has not been consumed by one percent......" He Zhangang said lightly, his heart recovered from the previous shock, his divine sense swept away, and after finding that Fang Mo was only a third-layer cultivation of condensation, he breathed a sigh of relief slightly.

Although he almost died at the hands of Fang Mo a month ago, in his heart, he always thought that it was just because of carelessness, not inferior to Fang Mo, and his cultivation had improved a lot compared to a month ago, and he had already reached the peak of the fourth layer of condensation, at this moment, He Zhangang was extremely confident, and said proudly: "As for this son, even if his cultivation is slightly higher, it is nothing more than that, for him, I only need seventy percent of my strength." ”

"Take care of your wounds, and I will avenge you. Fang Mo glanced at Liu Feng, then jumped up, floated into the sixth ring, and walked towards He Zhangang.

"Although I don't know what luck you have gone, you are still alive, but you will end here, I will not give you a chance to admit defeat. He Zhangang smiled hideously, patted the storage bag, took out a jasper gourd, and poured the aura of the whole body into it, although his tone was arrogant, but when he actually did it, he was quite cautious, and he made a move with all his strength.

"Hahaha! Fang Mo, since you are looking for death, I will fulfill it with you! Don't worry, it's not just you, if I have the opportunity, I will send your two friends on the road together!" A cold light flashed in He Zhan's eyes, this outer door competition does not limit casualties, in the ring here, even if he kills Fang Mo on the spot, he is not a violation of the door rules, at this moment he does not hide his killing intentions, and most of the aura in his body is sucked away by the jasper gourd.

I saw that the gourd shook violently, forming a huge gourd phantom, and a thick green light vented from the mouth of the gourd and shot towards Fang Mo.

He Zhangang's face was pale, but he showed a sneer, as if he had predicted Fang Mo's tragic death in that green light, but before the smile on his face could spread, it was as if he was frozen in ice, and his face suddenly froze.

I saw Fang Mo's right hand pointing forward, and immediately a line of fire shot out from between his index fingers, and it actually withstood the thick green light, and then, the line of fire skyrocketed, forming a thick pillar of fire, rushing straight up, submerging the jasper gourd.

Fire attribute spells, Fang Mo has only learned fireball techniques, but at this moment, he is no longer limited to fireball techniques, as soon as his mind moves, there will be fire, which can release fireballs, can also turn into pillars of fire, and so on.

Even if it was the "Bright Sun" technique that blasted away the Ice Spirit Python that day, even if Fang Mo didn't have Shangguan Xiu's Yuan Infant Essence Qi with the help of it, he only used his own aura as a support, although the power was far inferior, but there was a certain chance to use it.

Rumble!

A roar sounded, and when the flames dissipated, the jasper gourd directly turned into a ball of coke, and He Zhangang's face changed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and retreated backwards again and again, with disbelief in his eyes.

"No...... No way! How can you be so strong?" He shouted, he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

"I just want to cultivate well, and I don't want to provoke anyone, but some people are always like annoying flies that linger, and they ...... again and again."

Fang Mo's face was expressionless, from beginning to end, his footsteps did not pause at all, he said slowly: "Even if I come back this time, I have thought about calming things down and turning hostility into friendship, as long as you don't mess with me again...... But you have passed on your resentment towards me to my friends, and you have been repeatedly aggressive, and this matter is unbearable!"

"If you said that you said it to provoke me, then congratulations, you succeeded, but then my anger is not something you can bear. ”

Fang Mo's expression was calm, but the calmer he was, the more anger in his heart was revealed, that night in the ancient temple, under Cai Chuxuan's cultivation of the sixth layer of condensation, Liu Feng and Wang Dabao were still willing to stand in front of him without hesitation, and later Liu Feng's words reminding him to be careful had already made Fang Mo regard them as his friends......

If He advocated that the gang was only aimed at himself, it would be fine, but Liu Feng's cultivation was not high, and he was extremely ruthless, and he wanted to kill himself at this moment, Fang Mo's eyes showed a strong murderous intent.

He Zhangang stared at Fang Mo, constantly retreating, but he couldn't keep up with the speed of the other party's advance, as Fang Mo got closer and closer, he clearly felt a strong wind rushing towards him, the air around him seemed to condense, his chest was stuffy, it was difficult to breathe, and his shoulders seemed to be carrying the strength of a thousand jun.

What a strong spiritual pressure!

He Zhangang's eyes shrank suddenly, and he immediately looked at Yu Wei in the audience, and shouted loudly: "I ......"

He only said the word "I", and before the rest of the word "admit defeat" could be spoken, he felt a flower in front of him and a tightness in his neck.

Fang Mo grabbed He Zhangang's neck, probed into He Zhangang's ear, and said softly: "I didn't want to participate in this outer door competition, but what you did was really unbearable for me, and I couldn't wait for a moment, so I ......"

He Zhangang's whole body trembled, his eyes showed horror, he guessed what was going to happen next, a strong fear rose in his heart, he regretted it, he begged for mercy, but he couldn't speak.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the look in He Zhangang's eyes quickly dimmed, and soon turned into a layer of dead ashes, fell to the ground with a thud, and died on the spot.

Under the sixth ring, there is no sound!