"Slash!"

The corner of Fang Cong's mouth coldly highlighted a word, and the sword light suddenly flickered, slashing towards Mo Yu. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info such a mighty and earth-shattering. There were also many of them in the crowd who were weak and weak, and slowly took a few steps back to avoid being injured by mistake. And more warriors are eyes flashing, staring at this battle with dead eyes. Even if you can't get the magic weapon, it's good to feel the battle of the strong.

Thundered!!

Mo Yu directly crushed down with one palm, thundering. Countless snake-like thunderbolts went straight to the square. Mo Yu's figure was also quickly pasted up after a while. Boomed out again, and ripples rippled in the air.

Fang Cong turned his sword into a star, and the light was shining. The sword is full of energy. Countless bright sword lights lit up at the same time. Instantly illuminated the sky. Fang Cong's eyes flashed away. This sword is slashing down from top to bottom again!

"Snort!"

The sword qi dissipated, and the palm print shattered. What was originally a one-sided battle turned into a close match. After Fang Cong and Mo Yu bombarded each other dozens of times in succession, they once again condensed a strong killing intent!

"He has to be dealt with as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'll be a joke. “

Mo Yu thought so in his heart, and he was also ruthless. Swallow the next Yuan Qi Pill again to restore your vitality. The Yuan Qi Pill that he had swallowed just now, the demon qi had already been consumed. Mo Yu had no choice but to swallow one again. This is also the last Yuan Qi Pill that Mo Yu carried.

Mo Yu's heart was also very strange. Why does Fang Cong still have vitality to fight? Obviously, Fang Fang has been so much lower than himself. Fang Cong is just a product of the Yuan King Realm. And he is already the pinnacle of the ninth rank of the Yuanwang Realm. But it still consumes the vigorous vitality. And Fang Cong...... But it's still alive. There is a stark contrast between the two.

If it continues like this, the loser will most likely be Mo Yu himself! This is something that Mo Yu categorically cannot accept. If someone with a higher cultivation level than himself defeated him, then Mo Yu's heart would be better. After all, if Xiuwei comes up in the future, maybe he can defeat him and go back to the field. However, if he was defeated in the hands of Fang Cong, he would be disgraced.

A powerhouse at the peak of the ninth rank of the Yuanwang Realm is not the opponent of the first rank of the Yuanwang Realm? If this is said, then Mo Yu's face will be lost. Just hit your head and die.

Mo Yu's eyes flickered violently, and a palm burst out, and the waves of qi rolled, and the power was shocking. At the same time, countless Dao Yuan Qi erupted from the ground. turned into a monstrous wave, and pressed down strongly. Fang from the same hands connected to the seal. Gather all the vitality of this heaven and earth into his own hands. Countless swords were slashed out again, and the cold light of the sword shadow flashed in the sky, and no one could resist it!

The sword light turned into a torrent of Dao Dao and killed Mo Yu. A fierce killing intent shrouded the sky. This sky has been shattered. Mo Yu was shocked in his heart, and his heart rose to escape. Right now, I want to leave. And the sword light was directly slashed at Mo Yu's neck.

"Snort!"

Blood rushed out of Mo Yu's neck, and there was a deep fear and incomprehension in his eyes. He had just been able to escape that blow. But because of his carelessness, he lost the best opportunity to escape, which led to his own death. Mo Yu died, and Fang Cong was also relieved. This battle can be described as a difficult victory and a narrow victory.

Smack!

Hold that divine weapon in your own hands. Fang Cong's heart was also relaxed. At this moment, an angry death full of killing intent locked on Fang Cong. Ling's Fang felt creepy in his heart. Fang Cong's eyes met the people's eyes. With an indifferent expression, he said indifferently: "We, it seems, don't know each other." ”

"The person you just killed is my brother, my name is Mo Zhifeng, now we know each other."

Mo Zhifeng stared at Fang Cong with murderous intent. There was not the slightest hint of contempt in his eyes. It's all slowly solemn. He had just watched the fight in its entirety. For Fang Cong's endless methods, he was even more secretly frightened. He originally thought that even if this was the case, Mo Yu would take him down. After all, the gap in cultivation was there, and it was impossible for Fang Cong to cross so many realms to kill him.

Otherwise, wouldn't the realm divided by this martial artist become an ornament? However, before Mo Zhifeng could react, Mo Yu had already turned into a corpse. How can Mo Zhifeng not be shocked and how not to be afraid?

"Hold, and then what?"

Fang Cong said with a flat expression. After the battle just now, the vitality in his body has been consumed. So, all he can do now is stall for time. Restore your vitality as soon as possible.

"So, you give me a death."

Without any warning, Mo Zhifeng's expression suddenly became hideous. Like the devil. He used a knife. Countless knives were slashed out in an instant, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and all of them bombarded Fang Cong.

Thundered!!!

A series of violent explosions sounded, and Fang Cong also slashed out several swords in succession at that moment. Each sword contains an astonishing sword intent. The hearts of the people watching the battle were more solemn, and Caixia was full of beautiful eyes.

Boom la la la!!!

The sword disappeared, and the sword qi was shattered.

Fang Cong's slender body was still standing like a god and demon, his black hair fluttering, unstoppable. The sword in his hand vibrated slightly. There are countless invisible sword qi emanating from his body. Surround the party slave in it.

"Well, I'll admit you're a bit of a strong. But that's where it stops. My brother died at your hands because he was careless. I won't make the same mistake, I'll do my best for the next blow, so you can just give me death. ”

Mo Zhifeng laughed, and there seemed to be an ancient mystical vitality condensed in his palm. It's different from other genres. This vitality, when others look at it, seems to be able to really destroy the world. It's daunting.

"Devour him for me."

Mo Zhifeng stared at Fang Cong expressionlessly, and said indifferently. That vitality immediately turned into a flood and swept towards Fang Cong, and everywhere it passed, even the space trembled violently, as if it was about to crack.

Thundered!

Fang Cong's face also became completely solemn. In his eyes, he naturally saw the strangeness of this vitality. However, he was not so sure. So, Fang Cong took a deep breath. Lightning-fast stamps on both hands. A majestic Yuan Array appeared in front of Fang Cong's eyes!