Chapter 662: Siege
Looking at the ice sculpture man who had his arm burst on the ground and fainted in pain, an infinite chill surged in the hearts of the international cultivators.
Some chills in my hands and feet.
It seems that in the other party, he saw his next fate, was beaten up, and became a waste.
With one face-to-face effort, his side lost five masters.
One person was seriously injured and vomited blood, three people were unknown to life, and another person passed out after his arm was blown out, and they suddenly realized a problem.
This guy's physical strength has definitely reached a very terrifying level.
This is definitely a super master!
It's definitely a power-type super master with a prehistoric tyrannosaurus hidden in his body!
Fight him head-on, absolutely no one can take advantage!
Everyone shuddered.
Fang Zheng's defeat of five masters in a row made these people feel a chill down their backs! What was even more terrifying was the defeat of the enemy who had no move! These people, who were originally preparing to make a menacing attack, had a short delay in their offensive.
But soon, someone came up with a vicious plan.
"Give me a long-range attack! There are so many of us, one person and one elemental attack, and dragging him can drag him to death!"
As a result, the international cultivators present began to use wind, fire, thunder, lightning, ice and snow attacks instead.
But who knows, Fang Zheng did not retreat but advanced, and actually fought back.
Then, people couldn't believe that their attacks were uncontrollable, and the wind, fire, thunder and lightning in the sky were all over the sky, and with Fangzheng's grasp in the air, boom!
All the attacks, all of them were grabbed by this one, and they were pressed hard to the ground!
The hard concrete pavement first undulated, then the ground exploded like a high-explosive project, and a large amount of earth, gravel, and even reinforced concrete the size of a millstone splattered in all directions.
The surrounding high-rise buildings were all damaged, and they were smashed by debris.
In an instant, the street where everyone was located fell into a raging fire, the flames soared into the sky, and the black smoke soared into the sky like a dragon, and the cultivators retreated in shock.
This grasp is the true qi vortex of Fangzheng!!
In the fire, a golden figure of light, in the hot air, the light and shadow distorted out, and it was a square with a cicada membrane attached to the body surface.
It's like a mythical god of war coming out of flames.
At this time, there are more ranged attacks of wind, fire, thunder and lightning that fall towards Fangzheng.
But all of them fell into the air under the whirlpool of true qi, and in an earth-shattering explosion, the air waves were scorching, the ground trembled, and the fire spread more and more to the surroundings.
But wherever Fang Zheng passed, the streets exploded, the houses collapsed, and the large earth pits dozens of meters wide plowed the streets where the Hundred Buddha Temple was located, and the houses and buildings in the explosion pits were all collapsed into brick and stone fragments.
At the moment, all the forces are making a move.
Trying to use crowd tactics to drag down Founder.
Wind, fire, thunder and lightning, ice and snow hurricanes, everyone was red-eyed, and they wanted to kill Fang Zheng.
Because the stronger the strength of Founder, the more they felt the threat from Founder.
Only one side remained unmoved.
That's the Witch Organization.
Fang is facing a flood of attacks, however!
True Qi Vortex!
True Qi Vortex!
Attack after attack, miss again and again.
The attacks of these ordinary cultivators could not escape the terrifying true qi vortex of Fang Zheng's strength as a night wanderer. Even if the occasional master's attack can pass through the True Qi Vortex, but a few attacks are sporadic and unsuccessful.
Later, people were horrified to discover a fact.
More than half of the spiritual power in their bodies was about to be consumed, but Fang Zheng did not show any signs of fatigue, but became more and more vigorous as he fought.
The more you fight, the more fierce you become.
"What's going on, why does he never seem to get tired!"
"Hell!"
"Damn, is he a perpetual motion machine, a perpetual motion machine can't be so exaggerated!"
"Yin and Yang Damudra"!
This attack in the sky, the energy overflowing from the air, for Fang Zheng, were all his nourishment! In the transformation of anger and dead qi, they were all transformed into his own true qi!
It's filling the true qi consumption in his body all the time!
Wheel warfare?
Crowd tactics?
Founder is all fearless!!
There is a life and death transformation, and he is not afraid of these wars of attrition at all.
Boom!
Knock! Knock!
As more and more people were caught up by Fangzheng and kicked out, the population vomited blood, the body cracked, and the internal organs were displaced, and more and more people were planted in the collapsed ruins and on the roofs of buildings like upside-down onions.
Because they found an unacceptable fact, not only did they not drag down Fang Zheng, but the people on their side first exhausted and tired, and then they were chased by Fang Zheng, one by one, planting green onions all over the ground.
At this time, even the witches of the witch organization who did not make a move on the side were all eyelids jumping wildly.
"Vice President, did you already see something before, so you stopped us and didn't let us participate in the siege?"
There was a witch with star-sparkling adoration looking at the vice president.
The vice president, who had bright ocean blue hair, turned his head to look at the little witch who looked to be underage, high school students, and innocent, and continued to turn his head to look in the direction of the battlefield, and said calmly in a nice voice: "These organizations are all ghosts, don't believe every word they say." ”
"So many people are besieging one person, and I don't bother to cooperate with them. ”
The little witch looked at the vice president even more adoringly.
......
And at this moment, the international forces of all parties that originally participated in the siege of Founder were screaming and scolding in their hearts in horror while holding their heads and scurrying.
Is this guy really a perpetual motion machine?
Do you really not know that you are tired?
Such a super master who is tireless, whose body is like a bottomless pit and will never be consumed, let them still fight.
On the contrary, it was their people who were the first to exhaust and fall exhausted, and then they were planted all over the ground one by one, and in a chaotic battlefield, life and death were unknown.
"Who the hell are you?"
"A super master like you is absolutely impossible to be unknown, but your fighting style and the list of global masters we know can match the identity of no one!"
Infinitely powerful, a master of swordsmanship, and tireless in physical strength, a Western cultivator shouted in fear in the thick smoke and dust of the ruins of the street, towards Fang Zheng, who was approaching step by step.
Fang Zheng's response was not soft, and he kicked the three cultivators into the air and planted adult green onions.
"According to the information we have, you are from the Eastern Country, and you are a master of swordsmanship, I know who you are! You are the Yin Si Night Wanderer! Bloody Hand Slaughter! Zhang Qiwu!"
Fangzheng, who was originally planting onions everywhere, suddenly had a sudden.
The Western cultivator saw Fang Zheng's body pause, thinking that he had really guessed it, and roared frantically as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "Bloody hands and slaughter, your country keeps saying that it will rise peacefully and will not interfere with the territorial integrity and sovereign integrity of other countries! You are not now invading the blessed land of Siam like us!"