The external transformation is like a double clone of the martial artist, and the combat power can be increased several times in an instant, if the exercise is strong enough, a psychic realm powerhouse can even have the power to fight with a qi control realm powerhouse.

Before the magic knife slashed into Fang Scar's body, the robe on Fang Scar's body had already been torn through by the invisible force, and the sharp sword qi was almost condensed into substance.

When Fang Scar used the Mountain Breaking Fist just now, everyone just felt that it was difficult to breathe, but at this time, they were directly knocked to the ground.

This knife slashed head-on, and it seemed that even the space was cut off, and at that moment, Fang Zhen clearly saw that the stars in the sky were all shaken down.

"Impossible, it is absolutely impossible for a psychic realm powerhouse to have such a strong aura!"

Although he was amazed in his heart, Fang Scar was not willing to close his eyes and wait for death, and his arms shook, instead of dodging, he jumped towards the giant holding the magic knife in mid-air.

"Oh my God, the people of Qingshan Sect shouldn't all be fools, right? You must know that he is not Ye Feng, and that magic knife is not Yin Hong Dun Dragon Sword, it is impossible to show mercy to his subordinates!"

At this time, the others were no longer in the mood to make fun of Fang Zhen, and everyone's eyes were fixed on this young man who was facing the difficulties, wanting to see with their own eyes what method he would use to resist Zhong Feiyu's Ghost Dance Demon Knife.

As a result, they were disappointed, Fang Qi didn't use any exercises, not even the True Yuan Barrier, they just blindly rushed forward.

In the eyes of everyone, Fang Scar's behavior is tantamount to a moth to a fire.

Zhong Feiyu also raised his eyebrows, and said viciously: "You are too blind, do you really think that you are steel and iron?"

As he spoke, his momentum rose again, and there was a little more tiger roar in addition to the sound of breaking the wind.

When!

The magic knife slashed at Fang Zhen's body, and the sound of metal colliding burst out, and the strong light made everyone unable to open their eyes, and their ears could only hear the sound of thunder.

One after another, thunderbolts fell from the nine heavens, and all of them hit the ancient trees on the side.

The clatter was incessant, and in a matter of moments a forest was leveled to the ground.

"These two guys, shouldn't they really poke a hole in the sky?"

This is the voice of everyone at this time.

After a long while, the sound of thunder stopped, and when I looked up, I saw that the surroundings were in shambles, and there were huge pits several meters deep everywhere, and some disciples of the Juding Sect who were not very lucky were falling into the huge pit and wailing.

And Fang Zhen and Zhong Feiyu are fighting in mid-air!

"Fang Zhen is on par with Senior Brother Zhong's Ghost Dance Demon Knife with his physical body?"

The crowd simply didn't believe their eyes, but the facts were in front of them, but they couldn't help but believe it.

It was only at this time that the Amazing Fairy, who was meditating on the side, opened his eyes for the first time, staring at Fang Scar with a burning gaze, to be precise, staring at the nine fireballs outside Fang Scar's body.

This fireball is the extracorporeal transformation of the square mark, the Nine Shadows Karmic Fire.

On that day, he had inhaled all the nine fireballs spit out by the Frost Raccoon Dog into his body, which not only allowed him to cultivate the Inferno Fire Seal, but also comprehended a set of exercises for transforming into shapes in vitro with the help of the Transformation Dao Ring.

However, his external transformation is different from others, he can only defend passively, and cannot take the initiative to attack.

It is precisely because of this Nine Secluded Karma Fire Protector that Fang Marks were not split in half.

Fang Zhen is just a psychic realm, naturally it is impossible to fly in the air, after a fight, he needs to land on the ground and borrow strength, and then jump again, while Zhong Feiyu is standing on the ground, manipulating the giant phantom holding a magic knife above the void in the air.

Although the two did not have direct contact, the intensity of the battle far exceeded hand-to-hand combat.

Each of the magic knife's heavy blows was caught by the fireball outside Fang Scar's body, and the sonorous sound was endless.

It wasn't until this time that everyone understood that what they had just heard was not the sound of thunder, but the sound of the magic knife slashing into the fireball.

The craters around and the scorched trees in the distance were caused by the sparks from the fireball.

Thinking of this, everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison.

Ye Feng watched from the sidelines, and he was secretly anxious in his heart, and wanted to send the Yin Hong Dun Dragon Sword over many times, but he couldn't get close.

When he was at a loss, he suddenly thought of Ye Nanxiao on the side, and said, "Uncle, my nephew wants to ask you for a favor." ”

Ye Nanxiao didn't think about it, so he shook his head and said: "This Yin Hong Dun Dragon Sword was created by me for half a year, and the reason why I gave it to you is to let you settle down, at least before you step into the real realm, you can use it, not let you give it away as a favor." ”

Hearing this, Ye Feng's face was also red, and then he whispered: "But Senior Brother has already lost the upper hand, if he doesn't think of a way, I'm afraid he will be defeated." ”

"When did Young Master Ye, who has always been a loner, learn to think about others?"

Ye Nanxiao turned his head and looked at Ye Feng as if they were meeting for the first time.

Ye Feng's expression was stunned, because even he hadn't thought about this issue himself.

After a pause, Ye Nanxiao said, "Even if I send this Yin Hong Dun Dragon Sword over, I won't be able to save Fang Zhen's life." ”

As soon as he heard this, Ye Feng's face changed miserably, and he said: "Impossible, the cultivation of the two of them is between the two of them, and it is difficult to fight at the moment, even if the senior brother is defeated, it is impossible to worry about his life." ”

"Between?"

Ye Nanxiao shook his head and said, "The cultivation between them is far behind!"

As soon as the words fell, he heard a muffled sound, and when he looked up, he saw that Fang Ji was shot down from mid-air by Zhong Feiyu's Ghost Dance Demon Knife, and directly smashed a huge "human" shaped pit several meters deep on the ground, and the dust raised covered the sky and the sun.

"Is it finally over?"

It was only at this time that those disciples of the Juding Sect who had retreated far away came over, but at this time they had forgotten to cheer Zhong Feiyu on, because the battle just now had brought them too much shock.

Even Zhong Feiyu didn't have a smile on his face at this time, he was even a little more pale, and he took a few deep breaths before coming to the humanoid pit.

"This guy, are you afraid that the senior brother will not die, and you have to make up for it?"

Ye Feng was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Uncle, you quickly think of a way!"

In fact, even if he didn't say anything, Ye Nanxiao didn't plan to stand idly by, but before he could make a move, a faint voice came from the humanoid pit, saying, "The eight powerhouses of the Juding Sect are nothing more than that. ”

It could be heard that Fang Zhen was deliberately imitating Zhong Feiyu's tone, but anyone could hear his weakness from these words.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Scar crawled out of the humanoid pit, his clothes were all torn, and his skin was covered with knife wounds, but he had a stubborn smile on his face.