"Ah!" Seeing that Apple resolved his move just now, Banana looked surprised, each of his puppets has a strength close to the martial artist Bapin, and has controlled three puppets in a row to conduct a wheel battle with Apple, and it is estimated that Apple's physical strength has been almost consumed.

"Apple, don't be too complacent, I still have five puppets. As he spoke, his arms swam wildly, and the next moment, he released his spirit body and let him control one of the puppets to kill the apple again.

"Don't cry if you don't see the coffin!" As soon as Apple's voice fell, he slapped the storage bag and slapped out a folding fan, which he grabbed in his hand, lay in the palm of his hand and rotated at great speed, hula and la, and the next moment it flew away with the sound of rapid rotation.

The edge of the folding fan was sharp, and in the process of spinning at extreme speed, it quickly shortened the distance with the opponent, and finally collided with the puppet that rushed over.

The folding fan unleashed a thousand forces and slammed into the puppet's body, knocking it back a few steps in succession.

This puppet has the strength of the martial artist Bapin, jumped up with the figure, flipped over in the air, and actually fell behind Apple,

"Death, Apple!" the puppet suddenly shouted, then turned and rushed towards Apple.

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry!" Apple's eyes froze, but he would not be polite to a puppet, only to see his body turn into a series of ethereal shadows and sweep backwards, as if there were countless ghosts lined up and following him.

In the blink of an eye, he widened the distance between himself and the other party, and then suddenly did a somersault, his legs flung up, and his toes were sharp, like a blade on the hand, and finally scratched the puppet's chin.

The puppet let out a scream and took a few steps back, its eyes dazed and helpless.

"Apple, please take my second move!" the puppet was unwilling to fail, and shouted and rushed towards Apple again.

"My time is limited!" Apple doesn't want to get tangled up with a puppet with no sense of self-control.

As soon as the words fell, he turned his eyes to the banana opposite, which was his goal.

"Banana, this is a pure waste of time, you might as well do it yourself!" Apple said impatiently.

"Why should I rush forward myself! It's my ability to manipulate puppets, and if you have the ability, you can do the same!" An Yitao said sarcastically.

"No need, I don't bother to use this despicable method at all!" Apple cranked the folding fan with a proud face.

"That's your business, I won't risk my life to fight you head-on!" Banana's eyes showed a hint of jealousy, he had already lost to Apple one after another, and he no longer had enough courage to fight Apple.

"I don't have the patience to continue to consume with you!Go back, I can spare your life!" Apple cranked the folding fan in his hand, and his tone was full of oppressive power.

"Without further ado, you can defeat these eight puppets under my control first, and then have a final battle with me!" Banana said with a look of jealousy.

As soon as the words fell, his spirit body went out of his body, attached to a puppet, and rushed towards the apple.

"I've already said that I don't have the patience to keep leaning on you!" Apple's voice fell, and her figure jumped up, and landed in front of Banana with a large flip in the air.

At this moment, he and Banana were about two or three feet apart, and the eyes of the two of them looking at each other were full of murderous aura.

"In that case, well, I'll compete with you for another round!" As soon as the words fell, his arms swam smoothly, and the martial soul space opened, releasing his martial soul, which was a big knife entwined with flames.

The blazing blade hovered above his head, and suddenly stabbed at the apple with a sharp sound that pierced the air.

"It's an old-fashioned move again, and it's not growing at all!" Apple shook his head, a look of disappointment.

The next moment, with a wave of his hand, the folding fan in his hand lay in the palm of his hand, rotating rapidly and moving, swallowing out a crescent-like edge.

Suddenly, the folding fan was out of control, and with the sound of rapid spinning, it spun away against the edge of the broadsword.

With a "bang", the folding fan collided with the big knife that broke through the air, bursting out with a brilliant spark.

This folding fan is also a martial spirit, in a state of initiation with Apple, and has the strength of the eight grades of martial arts.

The two martial spirits collided together, both retreated, and both were defeated.

But the two martial spirits were not convinced by each other, and after adjusting their state slightly, they rushed towards each other again, accompanied by the sound of gold and iron fighting, and the two martial spirits were knocked back in unison.

A bright spark in mid-air, like a firework, flashed and disappeared.

Apple's right arm stretched out, grasping through the void, and the next moment, the folding fan rotated at great speed, like a boomerang, in the direction of his palm.

In the end, he grabbed it in his hand, and when he waved it freely, his chin raised a proud arc.

The fan then spun in the direction of the banana and spun at breakneck speed.

"Ahh

At this moment, he was concentrating on controlling the Great Sword Martial Spirit, and when he was suddenly attacked, his expression was a little panicked.

He has the cultivation of the eight grades of a martial artist, but in the case of being mentally out of the body, his actual combat power will be greatly reduced.

"It's over!" At this moment, the apple was out of her body, attached to the folding fan, and broke through the air at a faster speed.

Soon shortened the distance with the banana, and just when the distance between the two sides was shortened to one or two feet, Apple's outstretched right hand turned into one afterimage after another, interspersed and intertwined into a net, instantly enveloping the banana's vision.

He slapped the banana on the chest several times in a row, slapping it so hard that it spurted blood, and his body flew upside down like a sandbag.

The banana's figure fell to the ground, and the moment it fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this moment, he was much more daring, clutching his blood-dripping chest and glaring at Apple's gaze, revealing a strong sense of hatred.

"It's hard to die when you're dying!" Apple's tone suddenly became much colder, and his words were sharp, like a dagger shot at the other party, "Could it be that you want to be the first young generation of the An family to die?"

As Apple spoke, he approached the fallen banana and walked towards the fallen banana.

He waved the folding fan as he approached, and the difference in temperament between the two sides was infinitely magnified.

Banana lay on the ground, supporting his body strength with one hand, and moved backwards with difficulty.

Suddenly, his palm touched a stone on the ground, his eyes lit up, he grabbed the stone and threw it at the apple.

The stone pierced through the void with a sharp sound of breaking through the void, and finally smashed into the folding fan in Apple's hand.

The folding fan in Apple's hand was a martial spirit, and when it was shot by a stone, a fiery red light erupted throughout its body.

The fan then turned red, like a piece of fiery iron that had just been baked.

This folding fan has already moved the idea of revenge.

He is a martial soul who can cultivate independently, and can attack independently like a human.

This folding fan has completed the assimilation process with the apple and has become a part of the apple's body.

It is the equivalent of a soul outside the apple.

Seeing that the folding fan was fiery red all over, Long Yuanwu suddenly understood. Then he offered this folding fan and let it go.

Seeing the folding fan that broke through the air, Banana's face changed slightly, and then his eyes swept and looked at the big sword martial spirit that had just been shot down.

His broadsword martial spirit was shot down, but he had recovered his state, but in order to paralyze the other party, he stuck on the ground and didn't move.

He was waiting for the time to strike, and now it was finally there.

As the saying goes, a soldier never tires of deceit, and as a disciple of Qingshanmen, Banana likes to use conspiracy very much.

The big sword martial soul inserted in the ground trembled slightly, and suddenly shot towards the apple like an arrow from the string with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Apple turned his back to the Broadsword Martial Soul, and when he heard the abnormal wind-breaking sound behind him, he frowned slightly, but he didn't expect the Broadsword Martial Soul to be safe and sound, and took the initiative to launch a second blow.

"Brother Yuanwu, be careful!" Long Ling'er hurriedly reminded loudly when she saw that the situation was not good.

"Shouting and shouting will only distract Long Yuanwu!" Lin Qianqian reprimanded with a look of displeasure.

"What do you mean, I have a good heart, but when I get to you, how can I become a bad eye!" Long Ling'er retorted.

Lin Qianqian didn't say anything, and immediately turned her eyes to Long Yuanwu.

The Great Sword Martial Spirit, which swallowed out the raging flames, rushed to a position of one or two feet behind the apple with lightning speed, and between the stone, fire and lightning, the figure of the apple moved.

I saw his figure leap up, like a spinning top, and soared into the sky with extreme speed.

There was no danger to avoid the big sword martial spirit that broke through the sky.

In mid-air, as soon as he waved his hand, the folding fan in his hand spun towards the Great Sword Martial Spirit with the sound of extremely fast rotation.

"Bang"!

With the sound of the clash of gold and stone, this folding fan collided with the big sword martial spirit, bursting out of a dazzling spark.

A strong shock wave, like ripples on the surface of the water, carried a strong impact force, and slammed away.

Similar to the situation last time, the folding fan and the big sword martial soul were all shocked and retreated.

In the end, the folding fan returned to Apple's hand with a rapid rotation momentum, and the big sword martial soul returned to An Yitao's hand.

"Apple, I don't think your strength is like that!" In Banana's opinion, he had a draw with Long Yuanwu, so as to speculate that Apple's strength was similar to his own.

"You're right, my cultivation is the seventh rank of a martial artist, and yours is the eighth rank of a martial artist, and the strength of you and me is indeed about the same!" Apple said sneeringly.

Obviously, Apple won the final victory in this round of the contest, because his cultivation level was even lower than that of his opponent.

Hearing Apple's words just now, Banana suddenly realized that he was ashamed.

"I'm not convinced, let's fight again!" As soon as Banana's voice fell, he once again sacrificed the big sword martial soul in his hand.

He doesn't care how much the difference in strength between the two is, as long as he can defeat the other party, or in other words, as long as he can kill the other party, the goal will be completed.

However, he still kept one thing in mind, the real purpose of their return to the family this time was not to get rid of the apples, nor to raze the entire Long family, but for the sake of the three women, for the three weddings that were held at the same time this weekend.

These three women are Long Ling'er, Lin Qianqian and Yao Cuihua.

According to the plan of the An family, a wedding will be held for the three brothers An Haiming this weekend, and if the three brothers have an accident during this period, the three brothers will be replaced.

However, feeling humiliated, he could not swallow this breath, and decided to get rid of the apple or abolish it first, and then reveal his plan and plan.

"Okay, I'll give you another chance, but if you lose this time, I'll just abolish you!" Apple said murderously, originally just wanted to use Banana as a hostage to force An Yilong to hand over Yao Cuihua, but now, his patience has been completely exhausted, and he decided to give An Yitao a profound lesson, so that he can learn how to behave in the future!

"Megalomania!" Banana gritted his teeth and stood up, then rushed towards Apple with a large knife in hand.

Suddenly, he took out the broadsword in his hand, and then rushed towards the apple at the same time as the broadsword.

His big sword martial soul was fiery red all over, swallowing out raging flames, and this flame suddenly erupted and broke through the air along the tip of the knife.

At the same time that this flame broke through the air, it transformed into the shape of a large knife, which was a flame knife.

The flaming knife looked huge, and with a rapid spin, it roared in the direction of the apple.

"Good sword technique!" Apple did not hesitate to praise, and at the same time as the big sword martial soul broke through the air, his body swept backwards like the wind.

Then, his figure flew upside down, always maintaining a safe distance from the big sword martial soul that broke through the air.

That's about two or three feet away.

The figure of the apple floating upside down, like a kite, suddenly raised its right arm, the folding fan in its hand, lying in the palm of the palm and rotating at great speed, suddenly out of control, with a sharp sound of breaking the sky, it roared away towards the big sword martial spirit.

Bang.

With the sound of gold and stone clashing, the folding fan slammed into the blade of the broadsword dancing soul.

The Great Dao Martial Spirit was knocked backwards and flew upside down, and it was safe and sound, with a few rotations, and continued to hover in mid-air.

When Banana saw this scene, he looked horrified, he didn't expect Apple to perform such a powerful move,

Only then did he realize the gap in strength between himself and Apple.

Realizing how reckless he was, there was a look of remorse on his face, regretting that he was so reckless and entangled with such a powerful opponent,

But now when he realized it, it was too late,

Apple's folding fan came directly to the camera with a rapid rotation after shooting down his broadsword dance soul.

The folding fan martial spirit, with a lightning speed, approached him in an instant, and infinitely enlarged in his eyes, enveloping his vision,

At this moment, there is a touch of despair on the face of the banana, although it is just a folding fan, but this folding fan has extremely lethal power,

And he is a martial soul controlled by the spiritual power of Apple,