The moment Fang Cong opened his eyes, the thunder above the nine heavens seemed to bloom with an invincible light in his eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Cong's cold eyes looked directly at Fang Hu, and he immediately slapped it with a palm. Huge waves rolled, thunderclouds howled. Countless thunderbolts of power came out of his hands, and the protective shield had already been broken by the hundred figures.

Fang is never slow or in a hurry, stepping out, the wind and thunder surge. Then, a phantom trembled slightly, and disappeared directly into the void. Fang Cong did not stop attacking directly, but fought towards the nearly 100 phantoms like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Fang Cong's bravery made Fang Hu stunned, but Fang Hu smiled slightly: "Even if you have a thousand ways to escape, you can't escape my attack, don't make senseless resistance, give up." ”

After speaking, Fang Hu's right hand had a spiritual point in the void, and suddenly. Several majestic black qi gushed out from his fingertips, blessing those illusory figures, and the phantom's body seemed to become stronger at this moment. Then they all roared, speeding up the speed and power of the attack.

Fang Cong cast nine lightning bolts, and the speed was extremely fast. Whenever a phantom hand was about to land on his shoulder or chest, Fang Cong was always able to react extremely quickly at the first time, either squatting down or taking a step back. Just right to avoid sharp attacks.

However, Rao is so. Fang Cong's body still had a few minor scars, with blood stains. Fortunately, these injuries were not critical, and there were no fatal wounds for Fang Cong.

The phantom's attack was also getting more and more fierce, and Fang Cong did not fall behind at all. The small black sword had already been replaced by him, and every time he attacked a phantom, the phantom would suddenly dissipate. Therefore, there are only about fifty phantoms left in the field now.

Fang Hu saw the small black sword, and his pupils also contracted. The voice was a little angry: "It seems that Fang Yao's idiot has fallen into your hands, and he even gave you the artifact, but it doesn't matter, after you die, I will get it back." ”

For Fang Yao's death, Fang Hu did not have the slightest mercy. The weak have always had to fall. It's strange that there are artifacts given to him by the teacher, but they still can't kill Fang Cong's soul, which is a bit unspeakable.

That little black sword, Fang Hu had long heard the teacher talk about its power, and Fang Hu had been yearning for it for a long time. However, the teacher did give this artifact to Fang Yao. No matter how much Fang Hu tried to persuade him, it was useless.

Now it's okay, Fang Yao is happy to be dead. But he let that artifact fall into Fang Cong's hands and use it to deal with his phantom. Fang Hu was now eager to dismantle Fang Yao's corpse to eight pieces, making him feel at ease when he died.

"Quack, quack......"

Fang Hu's teeth rattled, but his hands turned into sharp claws and grabbed Fang Cong. He had to take the little black sword back and take it for himself. Otherwise, all the work will be wasted.

Although Fang Cong didn't even look at Fang Hu, after running the Guiyuan Decision, he could naturally use it for two purposes. Seeing that Fang Hu wanted to come over and sneak attack and dodge his sword, the corners of Fang Cong's mouth rose slightly.

"Since you want it, I'll give it to you."

The roaring sound of the sword resounded in Fang Cong's body. Fang flicked the small sword, and an imposing sword light flew straight towards Fang Hu's position, only to see that this sword light was extremely gorgeous, like the Milky Way above the Nine Heavens, pouring down.

"No thanks."

Fang Cong grinned towards where Fang Hu was, seeing this demonic smile. Fang Hu's subconscious secret path was not good, but unfortunately it was too late to make any dodging reaction.

At that moment, Fang Hu gritted his teeth, and his hands turned black again, and the black qi lingered around him. I actually wanted to grab it towards this sword light.

Thundered!!!!

In the midst of countless roars, Fang Hu was also forced by this sword light to retreat dozens of steps before he stabilized his figure. His hand was wounded, and streaks of blood flowed from his hands.

Looking at his injured hand, Fang Hu's face was no longer as relaxed as it was at the beginning, but gloomy. Fang Hu said coldly: "Okay, very good." It seems that I am still small for you, and then, I will take it seriously and give you a happy ending. ”

When he said this, Fang Hu had already put away his contempt. With a wave of his hand, the remaining dozens of phantoms were all taken back by Fang Hu. Then came the real battle.

Seeing Fang Hu, whose expression had become serious, Fang Cong didn't dare to be careless at all. There were still a few traces of blood left on his white clothes, and the white clothes were fluttering, which had no effect on the current battle.

Fang Hu's voice said a few words indifferently: "Open the mountain, open the mountain with one palm!" “

Fang Hu turned into a palm in one hand, and his body seemed to turn into a high mountain that no one could climb at this moment. Immediately after, a huge stone rolled, and the sound of the mountain collapsing sounded, and Fang Hu had already turned into a fresh breeze and attacked Fang Cong.

Seeing this, Fang Cong did not hide. The small black sword was withdrawn, and it was also shot out with a palm. Countless thunderous voices sounded from his palm, "Nine palms of thunder, one palm strikes, thunder destroys the world." ”

The roaring sound continued to resound through the sky, and the wind and thunder surged. Fang also turned into a bolt of lightning from this moment on, colliding with Fang Hu.

Rumble! Boom! Boom Boom Boom !!!

Fang Cong and Fang Hu exchanged dozens of palms in a flash, and the field was already tattered and dusty. Fang Cong stepped back again and again, spurting out a mouthful of essence blood. After all, Fang Hu was already a martial artist in the Yuanshi Realm now, and he himself was still at the peak of the ninth rank of the Yuantu Realm, and he had not broken through.

The degree of vitality is naturally incomparable to Fang Hu. However, Fang Hu was slapped by him dozens of times in succession, and he couldn't stand it well. His face was pale, but he was not injured.

Fang Hu's expression was grim, and there seemed to be an angry light shining in his eyes. Then, Fang Hu did not hesitate, and countless black qi flew out of the void, lingering around Fang Hu. Behind Fang Hu, Yuan Hai loomed.

"Is it finally coming out?"

Fang Cong seemed to say something to himself, he looked up at the black Yuan Sea, this Yuan Sea, compared to Fang Yao's, was actually a little similar. It's all infinite black, with no end in sight.

"Now that the battle is over, enjoy the last moments."

Fang Hu's words were like a verdict, condemning Fang Cong's death sentence. At this moment, a black light just came from the sky, and the wind and clouds surged. On Fang Hu's Yuan Sea, there was a huge black mist lingering, exuding a majestic aura.