Feng Wulie pinched his palm. The wind sword formed by the www.biquge.info wind vitality was condensed in Feng Wulie's hands. A long roar came from the tip of the sword. Across the void, directly blasted towards Fang Cong. Everywhere he passed, a cloud of dust rolled up. And Feng Wulie's mouth coldly spit out a few words: "Wind and Sky Kill!" ”

The killing word fell, and the sword light came. Everything around is very peaceful. Riots, only fierce killing intent. Feng Wulie's simple sword is indeed unguardable. The real killing is invisible!

Boom Boom Boom !!

Fang Cong hurriedly slapped a palm. The Shattered Star Palm shines brightly on the world. Suddenly blasted towards the sword intent. As soon as the sword intent touched, the light was shattered. The space shook, and swept towards Fang Cong again.

"Kill!"

Fang Cong's eyes turned blood-red again. Immediately after, the sword intent contained in the ancient sword in his hand exploded. It wasn't until this moment that the true sword technique of the ancient sword suddenly bloomed. Fang said from his mouth: "A sword, the mountains and rivers are broken!" “

The collision of killing intent and sword intent. Two strong thoughts collided with everything. Fang Cong's killing intent was also accompanied by sword intent, exuding a fierce light. And Feng Wulie's sword intent was even more pure.

"Thirty-two sword tricks!"

After the battle so far, Fang Yu has also joined in. As soon as he made a move, it was the sword technique that Fang Cong was most familiar with. Thirty-two bright cyan sword lights resounded through the heavens and the earth. whistling, it slammed into the wind. Feng Wulie snorted coldly, and a small golden transparent ball appeared in one hand. The ball was thrown by the wind, and an explosion sounded. Thirty-two sword lights were shattered by a powerful force in the blink of an eye.

"Hehe, your opponent is me!"

At this moment, the black-robed man glanced at Fang Yu and made another move. The breath surged. Obviously, Fang Yu was pinched as a soft persimmon. However, Fang Yu has never been a soft persimmon. She's a stronger presence than ever. A true powerhouse of the Yuan Sect Realm!

Fang Yu glanced at the black-robed man lightly. said to Wang Tie: "This subordinate will be handed over to you." After that, Fang Yu didn't look at the black-robed man again, turned into a wisp of breeze, and headed towards Fang Cong's battle.

And the black-robed man who was despised was full of anger. Sensing that he had been insulted, he shouted loudly: "Damn, I'll let you see what will happen to me!" “

The black-robed man's words were not finished. Wang Tie snorted angrily and said, "Are you done talking?" It's even more verbose than I am. Hurry up, hit if you want. I'm going to go over after I've solved you! “

Wang Tie looked even more impatient, without the slightest concealment. took the lead in attacking, and the furious vitality poured down at this moment. The huge fist fell with a bang, startling the black-robed man's eyes. Anger welled up in my heart. It is not dodging or dodging. With all his might, the space cracked, and the storm suddenly appeared. The black-robed man was able to fight with Fang Cong for a long time, so he naturally had his strength.

Boom Boom Boom !!

Wang Tie is very violent, and he directly uses the simplest and most effective method. Constantly blasting out fist marks, the dense attacks turned out to be the black-robed man who hit for a while and retreated again and again.

There was a fierce light in the eyes of the black-robed man. The sleeve robe waved, and a black mark waved. Suddenly appeared in front of Wang Tie, Wang Tie also reacted very quickly, and at the same time, his body retreated. But the black mark followed. It seems that Wang Tie is identified.

"Hmph, what the hell!"

Wang Tie's body was full of vitality, and a palm was discharged through the air, shattering the black seal. Immediately after, the figure flew in front of the black-robed man. He slapped his palm again, and the palm was strong and fierce, with the power of thunder. Wang Tie's cultivation is also the vitality of thunder. There was a flash of thunder in his eyes, and the momentum on his body was like the wrath of the nine heavens, which was extremely cold.

Thundered!

A muffled snort sounded, and the figure of the black-robed man flew out upside down first. Wang Tie stood still, his face was pale and out of breath. With that palm just now, he also took advantage of it. After all, before, Fang Cong had been fighting with the black-robed man for a long time, which had consumed a lot of his vitality. This gave Wang Tie an opportunity.

"Third child, damn it, you guys!"

From a distance, I saw the black-robed man flying out upside down, but he didn't see him dead or alive. A fierce light flashed in Feng Wulie's eyes: "Since you want to find death so much, then it will be fulfilled for you!" "Until this moment, Feng Wulie is the real shot.

"Give me death!"

Feng Wulie carried supreme anger and killing intent. The figure flashed, and a punch was blasted. Fang Cong snorted coldly, and there was the aura of stars and vitality lingering on the ancient sword. The last to come first, a sword slashed out, the stars are shining, and the vitality is full of vitality.

Whoa!

The space was torn apart, and Fang Cong and Feng Wulie slammed dozens of palms at each other one after another, and this piece of heaven and earth was also beaten by the two of them. Although Fang Cong's cultivation is only one product in the Yuan King Realm. However, his vitality seemed to be inexhaustible, constantly squandering in Fang Cong's hands.

"Boy, you're weird!"

After a long time, Feng Wulie also noticed Fang Cong's abnormality. The general Yuan Wang Realm is a product. It was impossible to fight him for so long, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Wulie was able to kill him with one finger. This is a special case.

"Don't you know, I'm a warrior?"

Fang sneered from the corner of his mouth, but he was secretly happy in his heart. The title of warrior has alleviated a lot of suspicion for Fang Cong. Warriors are already strong and can kill enemies beyond the ranks. However, Fang Cong really didn't even have a problem crossing the number of steps.

"Hmph, even if it's a warrior, it's not like you're going to die in my hands!"

Feng Wulie doesn't have the temperament to explore this issue now. He had only one thought on his mind now. Then what is the killing of Fang Cong. Kill him. Between thoughts and thoughts. Feng Wulie shot again, his palms surging and full of vitality.

"Snort!"

The scorching vitality appeared in Fang Cong's palm, and the jade pendant that Fang Cong hung around his neck was also slightly shiny. The vitality of the supreme flame rolled. Fang burst out from a palm, and the waves of fire were monstrous. The momentum is surging. Not in the slightest under the wind.

Thundered!!

Fang Cong slapped dozens of palms in a row, and even the temperature in the air increased by a few points. At the same time, the fire element gasified the sword, and I saw the sword light in the sky slashing down. This piece of heaven and earth has become a sea of fire!

Click!

Feng Wuli threw a punch. The fist prints are as huge as mountains. The fist strength was extremely manic, and Fang Cong only felt that an unattainable giant mountain was pressing on his body, and it was difficult to move an inch!

"Give me death!"

Feng Wulie seemed to have smashed a mountain over. The punch is very heavy, but no one can handle it. It's amazingly powerful. Fang Cong's face was not shocked, and he also punched out, and then, Thunder Palm, Thunder Qianjun!

The breath of fire and thunder intertwined. With incomparable domineering power, at this moment, it blasted towards Feng Wulie!