Qiu Zuo's eyes were so wide that they almost jumped out of the protection of their sockets, and the force in his hand did not loosen at all, but became greater, and he seemed to have seen the whole body of the sneering young man shattered under the stick.

At the same time, he was also puzzled by the faint voice that lingered in his ears, although there were only four words, but it still made him feel a little high.

Shapeshifting?

What shapeshift?

The name is quite bullish, I'm afraid I will mislead myself to attack that afterimage, right? You are stupid to me? The power in your hand has been revealed, and this is where the essence is.

Bullying me for being uneducated and uncommon-sense?

Qiu Zuo's eyes danced with bloodthirsty brilliance, and he liked the smell of blood bathing his whole body.

The stick fell, there was no sound of collision, and I saw that Nangong Fan's figure began to tear before the stick arrived, but there was no trace of blood to be revealed.

This?

A stick smashed into the air, making Qiu Zuo stumble, eager to spit out a mouthful of old blood. With a face full of disbelief, when did this little guy leave under his nose?

Shapeshift!

Qiu Zuo's eyes were split, but he didn't expect it to be a literal change of shape.

At this time, the copper coin had been suppressed from mid-air, the brilliance was revealed, the power was fully revealed, and the stick shadows and waves formed by the spiritual power were all annihilated under the divine pattern brilliance.

At this time, Qiu Zuo had no spiritual power in his body, and there was no spiritual energy in the surrounding environment to replenish him. He can only break the game by relying on brute cultivation, and at this time, his body is under the inertia of a domineering stick.

If you don't solve Nangong Fan, you have to use your body to resist the full force of the Consummation Priest's use of witchcraft.

"Bang!"

The witch weapon fell, and the inner and outer divine patterns glowed together.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Ziyou broke out with all his strength without hesitation.

The earth-level power god pattern inside the copper coin, and the burning god pattern on it with its own inscription blessing are all powerful.

After all, Qiu Zuo underestimated the witchcraft that had been smashing and cutting but did not show much power, thinking that it was just a bone weapon with a strange shape. At this moment, he truly felt the feeling of the sea of death completely enveloping him, and his body trembled and suffocated......

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger's bones?

Is he really going to die?

"Ahh

After all, it was the one who had danced on the tip of the knife countless times, Qiu Zuo did not sit still, and exploded!

He knew he had to use the bone stick as a buffer, or he would never survive with this suffocating weapon close to his chest.

He didn't care about the sound of breaking the air in his ears, it was more threatening than Nangong Fan's black dragon sword or the witch weapon that almost reached the top of his head.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Qiu Zuo seemed to understand something, and the hand holding the bone stick seemed to cut through the distance of space and instantly came to the top of his head.

It's just that judging from his torn arm that bloomed countless blood flowers, he was not very easy.

Qiu Zuo raised his hands high and held the bone stick above his head.

"Boom!"

The copper coin smashed down on the bone stick, Qiu Zuo's body couldn't help sinking, and then there were clicks one after another, and the bone stick appeared densely cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the dazzling divine light shot down.

"Wow!"

easily pierced through Qiu Zuo's clothes, leaving small pits of different shades on his skin.

He gritted his teeth, a trace of blood slid from his lips, and he didn't even dare to breathe, barely holding on to the nearly broken bone stick.

Qiu Zuo's weapon was the bone of a perfect demon beast, not to mention a defensive bone weapon, he could only rely on his own body to resist the divine light.

There was a numbing pain all over his body, and blood was dripping down countless wounds. The surging force in his body flowed with the blood, and he wanted to loosen this breath in his heart.

But it's better to survive a little more than death.

Under the threat of death, Qiu Zuo burst out with infinite potential. He even lifted a force on his arm, he knew that if he just blocked it like this, sooner or later there would be a problem, and he had to pick up the copper coin bigger than his head.

Qiu Zuo let go of a hand, clenched his fist, and smashed it upward.

The copper coin moved up slightly, which made Qiu Zuo's eyes flash with a hint of joy, it had an effect! There seemed to be countless forces surging out of his body, and without hesitation, he threw a punch upward.

At the same time, there was a sound of breaking the air in his ears, and he subconsciously raised his foot and kicked it in that direction.

Out of the corner of Qiu Zuo's eye, he seemed to see a shadow flashing, his foot missed, and he just landed, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the sharp breath pointed directly at his arm that was clenching the bone stick.

This made Qiu Zuo feel annoyed, this Nangong Fan was endless! Like a flea, it obviously couldn't cause any harm, but it was annoying to jump around him. The most helpless thing is that although this little guy is young, he has excellent eyesight, and the target of each attack is directly at the point where he must be rescued.

A punch that slammed upwards had to fend off the long sword that was slashing towards the arm.

"Bang!"

Qiu Zuo blasted the Black Dragon Sword away with just one punch. He slammed the copper coin at it, and he estimated that he would be able to get out of trouble with a few more punches.

Will you flee or will you fight again?

As his thoughts surged, there was a sound of breaking the air in his ears.

If you come with a long sword again, you don't dare to approach with your own body?

Qiu Zuo was angry, he wanted Nangong Fan to come to his side, even if there was a threat of copper coins, he would have to give him an unforgettable lesson with only one hand and one leg.

But having seen the sharpness of the Black Dragon Sword's Bone Cutting Sword with his own eyes, he really didn't dare to ignore the threat of the Black Dragon Sword, a sword that could easily pierce his skin and even hurt his bones.

As long as he hurts one arm, he has to take advantage of the pressure of the copper coin, and he has no spare strength to resist the harassment of the little flea.

"Bang!"

The Black Dragon Sword was smashed into the air with a punch again.

The corners of Qiu Zuo's mouth rose, and he put on a sneering sneer, waiting for the sound of breaking the air to be interrupted?

He was still more focused on the magic weapon above his head that could give him a deadly threat, just now he was playing with Nangong Fan with only his voice, and at first he thought that this was the sound of the black dragon sword flying upside down, but at this time he noticed a difference.

Nangong Fan kicked Qiu Zuo's thigh hard, only his strengthened feet and hands can be regarded as the real peak power, and the attack is naturally more powerful in these two places.

Qiu Zuo felt a fiery force imprint it on his thigh.

How could it be so hot? like a fireball falling on your feet.

Qiu Zuo's thighs twitched a few times, and subconsciously gasped, reluctantly raising his thighs to fight back.

Nangong Fan had already let go, and now his right fist was almost shattered under the initial collision, without any signs of healing. He admitted that he was cowardly, and he would never have another hard encounter with this guy, it was completely self-inflicted.

As soon as the thought moved, the black dragon sword that was blown away by Qiu Zuo's punch and fell to the ground suddenly stood up, and crossed the sky and instantly came to his hand.

Nangong Fan was silent, watching Qiu Zuo hit the copper coin with another punch. Whenever this happens, Ziyou's body trembles imperceptibly.

Nangong Fan's eyes became more and more solemn, a strong man who had been successfully quenching and precipitating for a long time was really strong enough. At this time, he was estimating the best time to make a move, and how much power he could burst out.

He hadn't used the Sun Finger all the time, not that he hadn't remembered it, but that his body was too badly injured, and now it looked intact, and it was a patchwork of strange magic combined with the power of the Reincarnation Seal.

Just a change of shape is just a wisp of the sun's power, which makes the body that is barely stitched with energy feel unsustainable, if it explodes with all its strength, I am afraid that if it does not hurt anyone, I will have to be the first to paralyze.

What to do?

Nangong Fan's divine eyes burst out with a hazy brilliance, and everything in front of him seemed to slow down.

Qiu Zuo threw a punch to shake the copper coin, ignoring the blood flowers that burst out on it, and punched again.

His arm is halfway over.

"This is the time!"

Nangong Fan's eyes froze, and the long sword swung out, and a strange light seemed to surge on it, faintly harmonizing with the sun.

This is to transfer the power of the sun to the sword body.

Nangong Fan knew very well that his most lethal means was the almost indestructible Black Dragon Sword in his hand, and even the Sun Finger and Divine Eye were far inferior, but it was only his own lack of ability that made it seem so weak.

But his ability is insufficient, so he uses the power of the sun with strange power to open the way.

This was Nangong Fan's first bold attempt, and it was also the result of the demon's own thinking.

The sword moves, and the sunlight clings to it. The body burst out of blood in all directions, and it seemed to merge with it.

In the golden blood rain, the sword intent seemed to be boiling for it.

The sun is fast, even if the wind is not as fast.

Nangong Fan's blow, although it did not reach the speed of light, exceeded the speed of the wind, and almost instantly came to Qiu Zuo's arm holding the copper coin.

"Click. ”

A loud noise echoed all around.

The arm is broken.

Nangong Fan's body also went away, and a sword crossed Qiu Zuo's body, cut off his arm, pierced his chest, and was a full five meters away from him by the way.

Without the strength to resist, the copper coin finally succeeded in smashing down.

Blood splattered.

A trace of disbelief and deep pain flashed in Qiu Zuo's wide eyes, and then it was completely annihilated under the copper coin.

"Poof!"

Nangong Fan gushed blood in his mouth, all the strength on his body was flowing wildly, and those sutured wounds slowly burst out, and he was helplessly paralyzed to the ground.

The eyes are getting blurred.

Leaving a thought lingering in my mind.

"The real self is using me to solve the crisis, but I don't know that I am also using him? The feud between us has only just begun......"

Qiu Zuo finally cut off all life during his convulsions.

Ziyou didn't have time to find out if Qiu Zuo was really dead, and when he saw his body slump, he suddenly threw himself in front of Nangong Fan, wanting to cry but not knowing how to cry, and not knowing where to start when he wanted to say something. Her entire mind was pulled by Nangong Fan.

She regretted it, regretted the tsundere that came this year, if everything was dedicated, would she not have so much regret?

For the first time, she felt that she loved Nangong Fan so much, loved deeply, and loved so much that she got carried away.

Reserved can't be exchanged for food, but can only be exchanged for regret.