Chapter 274: Erosion

"Hehe, it seems that you have discovered it, so I don't have to hide!"

Fang Cong's words seemed to have an effect, a chuckle full of mockery suddenly sounded, the depths of the void suddenly became blurred, and immediately after, a figure appeared...

"You killed two of my most loyal men, what do you say you should do?"

The man wore a mask, his eyes burst out with a soaring dead aura, and the momentum of the Yuanjun Realm on his body was undoubtedly revealed, although there was only one product of the Yuanjun Realm, but the suppressed aura still made everyone's hearts tremble. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"How is this possible?"

Fang Cong's pupils contracted suddenly, feeling his own pressure, and his face was also full of solemnity.

"What to do? Your two men are not as good as others. If you want to avenge them, just come! ā€

Although Fang Cong was shocked by his strength in his heart, he still said disdainfully on the surface. The clouds on his face are light and light, and his body is constantly floating with bubbling vitality, and he has a demeanor that exudes it.

"That means that if I cripple or kill you, then you are not as good as others, and you can't blame me?"

The masked man said with a fierce expression, his eyes full of fierce light. One after another, the dead qi continued to spiral out, turning into a Dao Changhong, and suddenly shot towards Fang Cong.

"Of course!"

Fang Cong snorted angrily, with no fear on his face. And pointed like a sword, one after another sword qi, smashing the void. Directly blast the dead air.

"In that case, then you will die for me!" The masked man said with a grim face. The next moment, dead air erupted from the pores of its body. Immediately after, those dead qi turned into an old palm like a devastating and decaying hand. The palms of the hands are slightly together, and they are gently pinched towards the square.

Thundered......

Suddenly, the invisible pressure directly blasted Fang Cong a few meters away. However, that's not all. Another punch.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Fang Cong's figure suddenly flew away like a kite with a broken string. In the eyes of everyone, Fang Cong was not the enemy of one of his moves at all.

"Next, I'll send you back to the West!"

The masked man's indifferent voice resounded throughout the world, and countless dead qi continued to turn into torrents that converged on the masked man's slender palm.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering loud bang roared. A fierce look flashed in the masked man's eyes. Immediately after, the palm was as strong as the wind, and it slammed down.

Fang Cong's face was pale, and blood vomited wildly. There were blurred marks of flesh and blood on his body. Even so, Fang Cong still used the [Heaven Refining Divine Technique] to forcibly endure the pain.

"Divine powers, destroy the world!"

The red blood in Fang Cong's body seemed to burn like boiling water, and in the blink of an eye, even the blood turned into a noble purple-gold.

The surface of Fang Cong's body was even more golden, like an ancient god and demon above the Nine Heavens, which made people feel terrifying.

For this opponent, Fang never had any reservations, and directly showed his strongest means.

If there is still some reservation at this time, then the party will do it. What a fool.

[World Destruction] supernatural power was comprehended by Fang from the ancient sword. It is also, so far, the most powerful means.

Therefore, Fang Cong was also full of confidence in his blow.

"Boom!"

The roar continued to sound, and the huge palm force was like the hands of the god of death, wanting to ruthlessly deprive Fang Cong of his weak life.

And the mystery of this palm is to deprive it. Deprivation of time, deprivation of space, deprivation of life, deprivation of everything.

"Click!"

Fang Cong forcibly condensed his own star qi and unleashed this supreme supernatural power. A crisp cracking sound sounded, and the palm was broken.

"The Mysteries of the Stars!"

Fang directly fused into the mysteries of the stars from this layer of supernatural powers. It was as if a huge star suddenly lit up in the night sky.

The stars fell directly in the void like meteors, rippling in a graceful arc and sparkling brightly.

Thundered......

The strong Yuan Qi storm directly tore through the space and tore apart the heavens and the earth. Even this sky is constantly trembling!!

The color of the sky and the earth changes, and the wind and clouds are rolling. At this moment, countless Terran powerhouses on the ground were staring at this scene with full attention, and their eyes showed nervousness.

Many of them didn't know Fang Cong, and they were even more surprised that Fang Cong's cultivation was only a product of the Yuan King Realm. But he was able to play a leading role in the battle just now.

Moreover, Fang Cong had just directly killed the giant transformed by the black and white two. This made everyone wipe a thick layer of jealousy in their hearts.

Only with such a low level of cultivation can he kill such a strong enemy by leaping through the ranks, and only a warrior can do this...

At this time, everyone prayed in their hearts that Fang Cong could win, otherwise, what awaited them was the most tragic ending.

"Boom!"

Fang Cong's blow directly and forcefully hit the masked man's body. The masked man wears a mask, and there is no joy or anger on his face.

However, the debut death qi naturally bloomed on its body, but it directly protected it in it. Fang Cong's attack hit the dead air, and it was all absorbed by the dead qi.

"Give it back to you!"

The corners of the masked man's lips curled, and the next moment, he said in a cold voice. I saw that the masked man's hands were suddenly sealed. Those dead qi were the ones that rebounded directly from the previous attack.

"What?"

Fang Cong's face showed horror, and he gritted his teeth fiercely. didn't care so much, and directly cast [Near the End of the World] to dodge the manic Yuan Qi attack.

"Boom!"

Countless Dao Yuan Qi was directly slammed to the ground. Suddenly, a huge pit appeared on the ground that was dozens of zhang long and wide. Dusty.

It was hard to lose that Fang Cong's reaction was timely enough, otherwise, waiting for Fang Cong's fate would be dead.

"Hmph, it looks like the reaction is fast enough. However, any of your attacks will be converted by me and bounced back to yourself. The last person to die will still be you, but it's just a matter of time, hahaha. ā€

The masked man laughed maniacally, a hint of mockery in his eyes. Suddenly, with a wave of his palm, dozens of dead qi burst out again, and the death momentum was like a broken bamboo.

"You're thinking too much!"

Fang Cong just gritted his teeth, and there was a cold glint in his eyes. Throw a punch. The fist fluctuates and spreads. Like the fall of the stars, the strength of the fist is thin? Bombarded with those dead air.

Thundered......

There was a constant roar, and the two kept banging at each other. And those dead gases seem to have a corrosive effect. is constantly eroding Fang Cong's vitality little by little...