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[Chapter 245]: Zhu Ying died and Fang Zhi was seriously injured

Zhu Ying was engrossed in hiding in the purple cloak at this time to resist the Yuan Force Ball's raging Yuan Force, and he immediately noticed that Fang Zhi was suddenly attacking from the air, but Zhu Ying didn't have time to care about it at all, and he didn't pay attention to it either.

The purple cloak on his body was a spirit-level mid-grade defensive weapon.

This is comparable to the Yuan Li Ball of the "True Yang Realm" in its heyday, and in front of the purple cloak, it can only make him suffer a little minor injury.

A Yuan Dan Realm mole ant, with the broken copper gun in his hand, what threat can he pose?

This bronze spear touched the purple cloak, and it would be good not to be knocked crooked, Zhu Ying thought very arrogantly.

The fierceness in Fang Zhi's eyes was like a peerless killing god!

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

This Zhu Ying was limited by the puppet's magic attack, unable to distinguish his gods to fight back, and he was arrogant and arrogant, exposing the back of his body to Fang Zhi.

Fang Zhi found that Zhu Ying didn't even look at him, as if he hadn't taken him seriously, his blood was suddenly boiling, and his heart was pounding!

"Since the old dog insists on looking for death, then I will fulfill him!"

Fang Zhi's eyes were sharp, and he showed a little excitement, and a shot burst out, this shot was almost Fang Zhi's ultimate strength, and the power was more than enough to kill the six heavens of Jindan!

The momentum of Jiaolong going out to sea is rolling and tilting, but judging from the momentum of the gun, it is difficult to imagine the power of a martial artist of the Yuan Dan Realm.

The man and the gun flew behind Zhu Ying in an instant, and with the force of the impact of the dive, the bronze ancient spear stabbed towards Zhu Ying's back heart, and the piercing sound of breaking the wind was like a ghost screaming miserably, and the air was pierced by the tip of the gun.

The moment the ancient spear touched the purple divine ground emitted by the purple cloak, Fang Zhi felt that a shot had pierced a thick steel wall.

This wall seems to be able to block everything!

But the wall lasted only two breaths, and the thick wall of steel, like a fragile piece of tissue paper, was easily torn apart by a bronze spear.

What is a bronze gun?

Although it is unfinished, the grade is defined as a spiritual weapon!

But the materials used to cast it are all of the best materials, and the materials used to cast the "Dao vessel" are used to cast it!

It is not so much a bronze ancient spear as a spiritual weapon.

It's better to say that it's a half-trail device!

Even if it is a semi-finished product, its power and value are by no means comparable to that "quasi-daoist" jade bracelet.

This is a killing weapon, enough to tear everything, even if it is a half-finished product, it is enough to crush an ordinary spiritual weapon!

The purple defensive god only supported two breaths before it was broken, and it collapsed inch by inch, and the indestructible spear momentum swept away the purple god.

Zhu Ying, who was preoccupied with Yuan Li in the purple cloak, noticed that this scene was happening, his expression was almost distorted with horror, and he looked back at Fang Zhi in disbelief for a while.

The eyes at that moment were full of horror and incredible!

"Fang Zhi, stop!" Zhu Ying let out a terrible roar, and the purple divine light was the first barrier he resisted!

Once the purple defensive god collapsed, it meant that the remaining power on the Yuan Force Ball could pour into Zhu Ying's body.

Even if you have a purple cloak to resist, you will definitely be traumatized.

At this moment, Zhu Ying had not yet realized that the real fatality was the bronze ancient spear in Fang Zhi's hand.

"Little brute, when I resolve the crisis in front of me, I must use the fire whip to wipe out your bones!"

Zhu Ying almost roared, his face almost distorted, he glanced at Fang Zhi, and hurriedly turned all his attention to the front, spending a huge amount of Yuan Power at all costs to maintain the fragmented purple divine light.

"Guess what, old dog, can you see that day!"

Fang Zhi looked up to the sky and laughed, an unprecedented sense of pleasure permeated his heart, the bronze ancient spear in his hand had already pierced the purple cloak worn by Zhu Ying, this old dog was very cunning, and actually used the shrinking technique to shrink his head in the cloak.

"Sneering ——!"

The purple cloak of the mid-grade spirit level, fragile and purple purple mang, like white paper, was easily torn by the bronze ancient spear.

The bronze ancient spear stabbed forward like a bamboo, and a muffled sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the flesh and blood sounded, and a stream of boiling hot blood splattered out along the barrel of the gun, splashing on the palm of the hand holding the barrel.

Zhu Ying's body trembled, and his palms shook violently.

Time seemed to have condensed in this second, Zhu Ying's face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at the head of the spear that emerged from his lower abdomen.

This bronze spear head is cold and unshiny, and blood flows down the spear head, but the body of the spear is not stained with blood.

Dazed, puzzled and filled Zhu Ying's mind.

He couldn't understand why a tattered bronze spear could break through his Twelve Purple Emperors.

Why could a tattered bronze spear easily tear apart his spirit-level mid-grade cloak as if it were cutting through a blank piece of paper, thus piercing his flesh?

Zhu Ying was incredulous, he mechanically turned his head to look at Fang Zhi and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask.

But at this moment, his body's Yuan Force suffered unprecedented damage, and the Twelve Purple Imperial Divine Rays completely disappeared.

After the Yuan Force Ball cast by the Golden Armor Puppet no longer encountered resistance, the remaining power poured out straight ahead.

In an instant, Zhu Ying was like a kite with a broken string, and was beaten away from afar.

This rolling Yuan Force also implicated Fang Zhi!

The moment Fang Zhi pulled out the ancient spear, he only felt a galloping elephant in front of him hit his body fiercely.

The fierceness of this force made Fang Zhi's mind turn white for a moment, but at the critical moment, he put the bronze ancient spear into the Dzi space.

Then it went dark...... The internal organs were severely damaged, and the head and limbs were forcibly broken by a brute force.

Fang Zhi, like Zhu Ying, fell heavily in the mountains and forests, and his body didn't know how many towering trees he knocked down before falling heavily to the ground.

Zhu Ying was stabbed through the heart and died on the spot, under the internal and external injuries, he had no chance of survival!

Compared with Zhu Ying, Fang Zhi was affected by the power of the Yuan Li Ball, and the whole person fell to the ground limply, a black robe was in tatters, his legs and feet were twisted at a strange angle, and the white bone spurs stood out, and the split flesh and blood were shocking.

The two arms were also weirdly bent.

Only the head was unharmed, as if it was about to hit the tree by a soft force.

At this time, Fang Zhi leaned at the foot of a towering tree, tilted his head, his eyes were dazed, his eyes were dark, he couldn't see anything, and the pain from his body and viscera made him almost crazy.

Blood kept coming out of his mouth, and he made a gurgling sound, as if he was gulping water, but it wasn't.

Blood kept gushing out of Fang Zhidi's throat and eyes.

He's all down to this step, and it's chilling.

Fang Zhi's face was covered with blood, but he was smiling.

The smile is extremely bright.