At that moment, Bo Yue didn't care anymore, with a light tap on her toes, her petite figure instantly rose into the air, turned over in the air, took two steps back, glared at Fang Ziheng angrily, stretched out her hands, opened her five fingers, and kept shaking, at the same time, the bell on her wrist also rang crisply, and the sound resounded throughout the square in an instant.

At the moment when the sound of the bell rang, all the people in the audience were slightly stunned, and their pupils lost focus for a moment, and the crisp sound of the bell, as if from the summoning of the demon, made everyone lose their ability to attack in an instant.

When Zi Li heard the sound of the bell, she inevitably lost her mind for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she looked at the bell on Bo Yue's wrist in horror, it was an immortal high-grade spiritual weapon!

"Slap yourself twice!"

Just when Zi Li was frightened, on the stage, Bo Yue looked at Fang Ziheng, who had completely lost consciousness, and said in a clear voice.

"Smack! Syllable! ”

As soon as Bo Yue's words fell, Fang Ziheng seemed to be bewitched by something, and raised his hand to slap himself twice without hesitation.

"Hiss......"

Looking at the instantaneous reversal on the stage, many people gasped, and looked at Bo Yue in horror, especially the bell on Bo Yue's wrist, which was actually an immortal high-grade spiritual weapon!

No one thought that the seemingly inconspicuous bell on Bo Yue's wrist turned out to be an immortal high-grade spiritual weapon, before this, Bo Yue's own strength was only a third-grade lower god, however, the obvious difference in size between Fang Ziheng and Bo Yue, almost without thinking about it, they could know who won and lost in the end.

However, just because Bo Yue had a high-grade immortal artifact, such a reversal doomed Fang Ziheng to failure.

"Ding Ding ......"

As the sound of the bell continued to ring, Fang Ziheng was completely controlled by the sound, and under Bo Yue's order, he made all kinds of funny and ridiculous actions.

"Say you're a bastard!" Bo Yue stood in place, raised her head proudly, looked at Fang Ziheng, and said directly with orders.

"I'm a bastard!" Fang Ziheng was controlled by the bell, and shouted without any hesitation.

"Hahaha......"

Seeing Fang Ziheng on the stage like a puppet, being held in the hands of Bo Yue, many people in the audience burst into laughter, swept away the humiliation of Fang Ziheng before, and all of them watched the play one by one, watching Fang Ziheng's various funny and ridiculous actions.

"Kneel down and shout grandma!" Bo Yue looked at Fang Ziheng's appearance, and a trace of obvious smile appeared on her face, and she kept shaking the bell in her hand and continued to give orders.

Sure enough, hearing Bo Yue's words, Fang Ziheng looked at Bo Yue, took two steps forward, and was about to kneel down in front of all the disciples of the Chiyan Sect......

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, at this time, there was a shrill and sharp sound in the square, and at the same time, Fang Ziheng instantly woke up, and Bo Yue's bell naturally became invalid.

Fang Ziheng, who came to his senses, recalled everything he had done when he was lost before, and for a moment, his face was full of anger, and he yelled at Bo Yue fiercely, "Stinky girl, I want to tear you apart!" ”

As he spoke, Fang Ziheng slammed on the ground and directly cracked a huge crack and spread in the direction where Bo Yue was, however, Bo Yue only raised his hand lightly when he looked at Fang Ziheng's attack, and a thumb-sized seed suddenly appeared in his palm.

But I saw Bo Yue throw that small seed directly into the crack in the ground, and then a green spiritual light flashed, and a small green bud suddenly appeared on the ground, growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally when Fang Ziheng's fist was about to Dao Bo Yue, the seed that was still a small sprout just now, suddenly formed a towering tree in front of Bo Yue.

"Bang!"

Fang Ziheng's fist hit the thick trunk directly, the huge trees trembled, the leaves fell one after another, and Bo Yue, who was hiding behind the tree, was not hurt at all.

"Carving insect skills!" Fang Ziheng looked at the towering tree blocking his attack, sneered, quickly withdrew his arm, and slowly took a small step back.

At this time, he saw a burst of dark yellow light suddenly flash around Fang Ziheng's body, and a powerful spiritual power slowly emanated from his body, suddenly, Fang Ziheng shouted, directly picked up the fist in his hand, with the speed and power of tearing the air, with a bang, it hit the towering tree in front of him!

"Click!"

As Fang Ziheng's punch with great power fell, a slight crack quietly appeared on the huge tree trunk, and a subtle but crisp sound suddenly sounded.

Offstage, everyone looked at the situation on the stage nervously, seeing that the towering tree was actually punched by Fang Ziheng with a slight crack, everyone mentioned it in their hearts, and even Zi Li couldn't help but get nervous, for fear that Bo Yue would not be able to resist it.

At this time, Bo Yue's face did not show the slightest panic, she slowly raised her hand, her beautiful fingers moved slightly, and the entire huge tree suddenly shook, and suddenly from the dense branches suddenly burst out of slender vines one after another, quickly trapping Fang Ziheng with lightning speed.

"Smack!"

A vine slapped directly on Fang Ziheng's body, and in an instant, Fang Ziheng's clothes were torn, and a long blood mark was directly pulled out of his skin, and Fang Ziheng also felt a hot pain in his chest because of this rattan whip, and frowned fiercely.

"Hiss......"

Seeing such a scene, many people let out a burst of inhalation, just because the slender rattan whip obviously had tiny barbs, and the long blood marks on Fang Ziheng's chest were directly torn by the barbs on the rattan whip, even if he stood under the stage, he could clearly see the flesh and blood turned out of the wound.

It can be seen from this that this whip goes down, how much pain Fang Ziheng will have.

"Make you arrogant! Miss Ben hates you most about bullying bugs! Bo Yue stood proudly on top of the towering tree, looked at Fang Ziheng condescendingly, snorted coldly, and said with disdain in his eyes.

The words fell, but I saw Bo Yue's fingertips move again, and the dense branches saw that another slender vine appeared, directly wrapped around Fang Ziheng's body, no matter how much strength Fang Ziheng had, there was no way to break free.

At the same time, the vines tied to Fang Ziheng were under the control of Bo Yue, slowly hoisting Fang Ziheng up, making a circle in the air, and directly throwing Fang Ziheng off the stage.

"Humph! Let's see if you dare to be arrogant in the future! Seeing Fang Ziheng being thrown off the stage, Bo Yue stretched out his hand, and the huge dense trees in front of him disappeared in an instant, turning into a thumb-sized seed again, and retracting Bo Yue's palm.