The fractured ground shattered into countless tiny pieces of gravel in an instant, and then gathered into streams of wind and sand, floating around the mountain.

"Seymour ......"

Shan Kui let out a low roar, and then clenched his hands, the momentum continued to explode, the already tall and burly body continued to grow, and the rumbling of his hands and feet was propped up, as if it contained a powerful power like destroying the earth, and Fang Yang was shocked to see it.

In vain, Shan Kui's body was floating with countless small lines of wind and sand, and each one rotated extremely fast, and suddenly an unapproachable wind blew.

The most palpitating thing is that as Yamakui's body continues to rise, and like a rock, there is also a kind of extremely hard divine color.

"What's going on?"

Fang Yang muttered to himself, his face looking extremely solemn.

This fierce wind is also constantly whistling and getting stronger and stronger, whirring, and from a distance, it blows Fang Yang's clothes to hunt, and from time to time "poof" a few times, blowing out a few small but extremely sharp cracks.

Fang Yang's expression became serious, this was a small piece of sand shot out of countless whistling wind sand, under the high-speed rotation, the lethality contained in it was enough to break iron and gold, it was extremely dangerous, not to mention the flesh body.

"Roaring ......"

It didn't take long for the mountain to let out a beast-like roar, and then its body stopped getting bigger, but the wind and sand formed by the countless sand and gravel still surrounded the mountain kui, and it continued to roar.

At this time, Shankui's body became more than ten meters high, like a giant, and the howling wind around him was dozens of meters wide.

With each step forward, countless things that were swept up in this area were all stirred into dust, whether it was the wreckage on the ground of the palace or various boulders.

"It doesn't look like a field. ”

Fang Yang whispered, and then kept retreating.

This change in Shankui made Fang Yang very passive, he had never seen this method, not to mention Shankui, even among other demonic birds and beasts or even humans, he had never seen it.

If it is said that Shankui's own physical strength is extremely strong, forming a kind of field, which can make countless foreign objects around him retreat, in that field, all enemies are like being stuck in the quagmire, it is difficult to struggle, and those who are not strong are completely a piece of meat on the chopping board, to be slaughtered.

But the scene in front of him, the French style performed by Shan Kui is completely opposite to the field, around Shan Kui, not only did not let countless foreign objects retreat, but there was a kind of suction that swept the sky and the earth, pulling countless foreign objects into it and grinding them into powder.

Moreover, the field itself is the ultimate embodiment of the strength of the physical body, but this Shankui's body can continue to grow, both the momentum and the strength have risen, and the howling and raging wind is even greater, all of which simply subverted Fang Yang's cognition.

"Is it the unique French style of fierce beasts? ”

Fang Yang secretly guessed, and then his body swept the ground suddenly, and with a bang, the sand and stone shot fiercely, which could avoid the attack range of Shan Kui.

Shan Kui's eyes were still so cold, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, but now, in Fang Yang's opinion, it was like a cat playing with a mouse and playing with him between applause.

"I don't even use the original magic method. ”

Fang Yang's heart sank, and he suddenly found out.

As Shan Kui continued to rush towards him, Fang Yang kept dodging, fortunately, Shan Kui's body was too ancient and huge, and in terms of speed, he still couldn't compare to Fang Yang, otherwise, Fang Yang would really have to hate this.

After dodging a few charges, Fang Yang found that Shan Kui no longer used the original magic method with every blow, but relied on the terrifying strength of his physical body.

Even so, Fang Yang still didn't dare to regret it, so he could only dodge everywhere.

There was a loud bang, the dust was raised, Shan Kui grabbed a huge arm, and suddenly blasted towards Fang Yang, and at the last moment, Fang Yang dodged sideways.

Fang Yang's face was solemn, and for a while, his breathing couldn't help but become short, this was the first time he didn't dare to regret it, so he could only keep running away and dodging the battle.

It didn't take long for Fang Yang's physical strength to consume a lot, although several attacks were dodged by him, but the huge attack range of Shan Kui made Fang Yang cry bitterly.

In the countless spatial turbulence, there were countless sand and stones whistling, extremely dangerous, these few times he fled in embarrassment, his clothes were cut to tatters, and his whole body was torn dozens of holes, and blood flowed.

With the fierce wind howling, everywhere the mountain passed, not a single grass grows, and everything is stirred into powder.

"It's going to consume me to death!"

Fang Yang's eyes were cold, and he thought secretly in his heart.

What he didn't expect was that the mountain kui in front of him was too intelligent, and seeing that the original magic spell it cast would be absorbed by the battle armor on Fang Yang's body, it would be difficult to cause any substantial deadly threat, so it immediately stopped and changed to another way that was all physical attacks.

However, in the face of Shan Kui's terrifying physical strength, Fang Yang had no better way.

Every time the mountain leader rushed to kill, countless winds and sand gathered to annihilate everything along the way, and for a while, the whole palace was dilapidated, but the walls were densely packed with cracks like axes and knives, which were shocking.

"Hurry up, I won't be able to support it for long!"

Seeing this, Fang Yang shouted hoarsely to the crowd scattered around the palace.

In vain, there was a series of piercing and sharp sonic booms, and then, there was an uproar, and countless winds and sand raged like swords.

With a whoosh, Fang Yang kicked his feet violently, and his body shot out like a streamer in an instant.

"Sneer......"

Fang Yang suddenly heard an almost inaudible sound of flesh blooming, and then felt a chill on his neck, and couldn't help but immediately touch it with his hand, followed by a cold sweat.

With less than half an inch of distance, Fang Yang was about to be cut by a grain of fine sand that could not be seen by the naked eye!

Looking at the drops of blood wiped from his fingers, Fang Yang's back was cold, and he was afraid, just now, he passed by death.

"Ho!"

Shan Kui shouted angrily, his hands were raised and clenched, and then the countless sand and stones that swept around it burst out, like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, the momentum was magnificent, and on the ground, a ravine was ploughed out of a wide range of meters, with a breath that pierced everything, overwhelming.

"Play me, such a big scene!"

Fang Yang's face shrank in fright, and his heart seemed to stagnate for a moment.

In an instant, Fang Yang was in a situation of nine deaths and one life.

......

"Did you find anything there?"

Sheng Minglan was anxious to find it, and at the same time, she kept asking the members scattered in all corners in the Force glasses.

"Not yet. ”

During the call, Li Wenqin's concise and capable answer came, without saying a word, it can be seen that the personnel of the Star Security Bureau are even more anxious, and the more time there is delay, the more dangerous Fang Yang will be.

Sheng Minglan's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of loss, and then she forcibly covered it up, and asked again, "Nancheng, where are you?"

There was a sound on the other end of the call, and then someone could only be heard replying: "We have found a strange pattern on the throne of the mountain. ”

"Pattern!"

Sheng Minglan was shocked, and then said excitedly: "Could it be that treasure medicine?"