Fang Zheng confronts the blood river with a knife!!

Sissip Soso,

Under the blood river, a large number of blood worms gushed out,

Dense

Like a tide passing through, pouring mountains and seas, rushing from the ground to the square.

The Jiuyang Shengang in his body was transported extremely quickly, and the ghost head knife in his hand was slashed, scorching, and the hot Jiuyang true qi exploded the air temperature, and the red knife qi was wrapped in rolling to Yang energy, like a wave erupting, igniting in an instant, vaporizing the blood insects around the body.

But more blood worms were still coming ashore.

Fang Zheng's scorching knife qi slashed out one after another, and as soon as the blood worms touched the masculine scorching energy, they were all incinerated into ashes on the spot.

In the face of these blood worms, Fang Zheng calmed down and repeated the knife after knife.

Recruitment!

Fang Zheng felt that his back was like a needle on his back, and his hair exploded up, which was due to the biological instinct for danger, Fang Zheng didn't want to think about it, and the cold ghost head knife in his hand, which was more than one meter long, was a slash behind him.

I don't know when there is a woman with a disheveled shawl behind her, her black hair is scattered to her chest, and she can't see her facial features clearly, only a pair of bloodshot eyes behind her long black hair.

It was a pair of terrifying eyes that were a few points larger than ordinary people, and they were full of bloodshots.

"Child, child, have you seen my child......" the wraith whispered in grief.

Fang Zheng's slash was just right to block the wraith's arm from behind to grab him, but the wraith was faster.

Call!

Disappear in place.

When it reappeared, it was already behind Fangzheng's turn.

Fang Zheng felt the sound of the wind behind him, and the true qi in his body violently drummed, and the blade swirled around his body, boom!

He and the wraith each took a few steps back.

"Is this the true strength of the complete artifact, a hundred-year-old ghost thing?"

He has killed two hundred-year-old ghosts before and after, both of which have been weakened.

Similarly, he has killed two ghost spirits before and after, and it is not all his strength.

This battle was the first time he had faced a hundred-year-old ghost with peak strength head-on after half a month of penance. Unexpectedly, half a month later, even if he used the ghost head knife in his hand, he didn't take much advantage.

But Fang Zheng was not afraid in his heart, and he took the initiative to attack with a long knife in his hand.

However, at this time, the resentful spirit flew out with the help of the force of the knife, and then disappeared in mid-air again. When it reappeared, this time it was over Fangzheng's head, pressed down like a nightmare ghost.

Golden bell jar!

Harden!

Fang Zheng was tired of playing hide and seek, standing in place and not dodging, and planning to make a hard move. As soon as the breath in his body changed, he saw the seventy-two layers of cicada membranes on the skin on his body surface instantly expand, hardened, and switched to the form of a bronze bell of an ancient temple with golden light and glass.

Bang Dang!

The deafening sound of a bronze bell striking, the ghost claws cut as if they were grasping at a real bronze bell, bursting with metal sparks.

Bang, bang, bang, the bronze bell blocked the huge force impact from above the head, the ground could not withstand the huge pressure, inch by inch cracked, the bronze bell was instantly slapped into the ground about ten centimeters, click, boom!

The bronze bell was smashed by the ghost claw!

The resentful spirit on the top of the head grabbed the positive stamina with five fingers, Qiang!

The piercing sound of sore teeth of gold and iron grinding sharply, sparks flew everywhere, and Fang Zheng's body that had cultivated so far was so strong, almost less than steel.

Phew!

It's just a little bit, it's just a little bit, and when he saw that the ghost claw was about to be exhausted, Fangzheng's stamina skin and flesh were still scratched and five blood marks were scratched.

Blood soaked red into the stamina clothes.

If it were Fang Zheng half a month ago, facing the hundred-year-old ghost thing in his heyday, maybe this claw would be minced into minced meat, and his body would be torn into several pieces by the claws.

But that's just if.

The current founder can no longer be the same day as half a month ago!

This is a hand as cold as an ice cube, as if there is a piece of cold ice attached to the flesh and blood of the stamina, making the flesh and blood of the stamina of the founder quickly turn blue and black, which is the yin qi entering the body.

The Jiuyang Shengang in the body was stimulated, and automatically protected the master, resisting the yin qi from the stamina, and Fang Zheng was not afraid of anger: "It's a good time!"

"Get me down!"

Fang Zheng's eyes widened angrily, urging the Jiuyang Shengang in his body to the extreme, the blade body was buzzing and trembling, and there were masculine scorching energy fluctuations that vibrated out from the snow-white blade, with an indomitable ferocious momentum, the fire Luo Dao Technique!

The ghost head knife that flashed with a cold cold light slashed at the resentful spirit above his head that had exhausted his strength.

Immortal Seal Method! Qi Illusion!

The snow-white blade flickered with a false move, avoiding the grudge's other ghost claw. It was just the phantom of the qi illusion, the real knife move, it was the moment the empty door was opened, the ghost head knife with cold light flashed, turned into a virtual shadow of the extremely fast knife light, and the cold cold light with a swift knife ray, making Fang Zheng slash out like a madman.

Knife Ten!

Knife twenty!

The air boils, the water evaporates, and the blade rubs the air extremely quickly, carrying a blazing heat wave.

It is a fast knife, and the emphasis is on combos, once the advantages of combos are played, the speed of the knife shadow is increasing, and the killing power is becoming more and more domineering.

Fang Zheng is just like a mad demon who casts the mad demon knife technique, the ghost head knife in his hand attacks the exquisite sword shadow again and again, slashing out from various tricky angles, the speed of the resentful spirit gradually can't follow the knife shadow, and the number of times that he can resist the sword light is getting less and less, and the knife is forty!

The extreme heat on the blade finally ignited the air, and the extremely high temperature flame ignited on the ghost head knife, which was the anode flame.

All of a sudden, the killing power is even more domineering, and it is unmatched.

At extreme speed, even a piece of paper can cut through steel, and the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, and it has always been like this since ancient times.

The resentful spirit in mid-air, with nowhere to focus, was directly hit by Fangzheng in the air, fifty knives!

The roar of the resentful spirit, the pain, the heavy killing karma on the ghost head knife, the scorching masculine true qi of Jiuyang Shengang, burned her to scream sharply.

Founder didn't leave his hand!

Knife seventy! Knife eighty-one!

Ninety-nine-eighty-one knife combo is complete!

At the moment of striking the ninety-nine-eighty-one sword, the flames on the blade suddenly exploded into a pillar of sky-high fire, and the anode flames devoured the resentful spirit entirely.

Yes!

Whisks of pain were heard from the pillar of fire.

Immortal Seal Method!

When the ninety-nine eighty-one knife combo was completed, and there was a gap in the connection of knife moves for a moment, Fang Zheng used his true qi to detect that the resentful spirit had a strange movement, and he had a killing decisiveness that a young man of this age did not have, the Demon King Kong Seal!

The qi and blood in the body were drumming and burning, and the three fires of oneself were ignited into three blazing furnaces, and the breath of the rolling yang fire followed the fist mark formed by the left hand, bang!

The extreme speed brought about an air explosion, so fast that it faintly threatened to break through the sound barrier, and slammed into the resentful spirit in the pillar of fire with a punch.

Bang!

The muffled sound of fists to flesh, no!

Fang Zheng immediately sensed the abnormality on the fist, and the punch only touched the edge of the edge before it missed, and the speed of the resentful spirit was faster than a line, escaping from the true qi detection enemy.

As soon as Fang Zhengfu realized that something was wrong, he didn't hesitate, the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, and the ghost head knife in his right hand had quickly stirred into the anode flame pillar.

Poof!

When the pillar of fire dissipated, the resentful spirit was gone, only a woman's broken leg that Fang Zheng was holding in his left hand.