Click.

With a crisp sound, the barrier suddenly collapsed, and the thunder and lightning directly hit Zhao Di's body.

And Zhao Di seemed to know that the barrier couldn't withstand the thunder and lightning at all, and waved his robe to block the wide clothes in front of him.

The thunder and lightning bombarded the robe, and it was directly bounced off by the robe, but the black thunder's attack had not been reduced, like a bulldozer with huge power, directly blasting the surrounding ground into a large crater.

Zhao Di under his clothes actually showed a trace of difficulty.

"Chen Fang! Are you crazy! Zhao Di roared angrily.

But Chen Fang didn't answer, it can also be said that he can't hear it at all, his current state is like an out-of-control monster who never gives up without a purpose.

He left two lines of black blood in his eyes, and opened his mouth to roar at Zhao Di.

The ground under Zhao Di's feet began to dent, he frowned, threw his clothes up, and the white robe directly repelled the black lightning, and then his figure instantly appeared in front of Chen Fang, and where he was standing, it seemed to leave an afterimage.

No, not the afterimage, but that he was too fast!

Like teleportation, he appeared in front of Chen Fang without warning, and the white long sword in his hand was directly inserted into Chen Fang's chest.

The long sword ran through Chen Fang's chest, but Chen Fang didn't seem to feel it, and his two dark eyes stared at Zhao Di.

Zhao Di suddenly realized that it was not good, and he didn't even have time to pull out his sword, and wanted to jump backwards away from the monster in front of him.

But Chen Fang suddenly grabbed Zhao Di's arm, Zhao Di frowned, and a piercing pain came from his arm, as if something was tearing at his flesh.

The white robe appeared in Zhao Di's hand at some point, and on the inside of the white robe, there was actually a strange rune drawn

The runes go from the back inside the clothes to the whole body, and the indestructible secret of the clothes is probably the strange runes that are playing tricks.

Zhao Di slapped the clothes on Chen Fang's hand, and Chen Fang instantly withdrew his hand as if he was sitting on the tip of a needle.

The two quickly pushed away, only to see that Zhao Di left a black slap mark on his hand, which quickly ate away at his flesh and blood, and even revealed clearly visible white bones, but the flesh and blood on the arm recovered wildly.

Chen Fang on the side, looking at his arm that was printed with strange patterns, the lines seemed to be engraved on his hand, no matter what he scratched, he couldn't get it down at all.

Zhao Di gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and glanced at the white long sword, which flew out directly from Chen Fang's chest and returned to his hand.

As if he hadn't seen the long sword at all, Chen Fang continued to tilt his head to look at the strange patterns on his hands.

"Still can't do it, you can't eat it." Zhao Di bit his lip, looked at the black mark on his hand, sighed and said to himself.

As soon as Zhao Di finished speaking, he saw the picture that he remembered for the rest of his life.

I saw that Chen Fang directly tore off a layer of skin and flesh on his arm, and there was no pain on his face, just disgust.

Blood was dripping down his arm, but he didn't feel any pain, but the strange rune seemed to grow on his body, and no matter what, he couldn't get rid of it.

The corners of Zhao Di's mouth twitched, although he had that ability to be immortal, he could fully feel the pain.

"Hello brothers!"

The two turned their heads at the same time, a little girl with a ponytail, wearing white short sleeves, with an innocent smile on the corner of her mouth, two big eyes bent into crescents, and in his hand, holding the outrageous black magic book.

……

"Hey, whoosh, poke, poke, eat me a green dragon glaive slash, I'll fight!"

Liu Xiangyu held a peachwood sword, and the hilt of the sword still had a trademark of five yuan a piece, and stuck it in front of the scarecrow.

Finally, he jumped to his feet and slashed down at the scarecrow with all his might.

The wooden sword cut the grass like mud, directly separating the scarecrow's head from the middle, and the wooden sword slashed onto the iron pipe that supported the scarecrow in the middle, and the wooden sword suddenly rebounded and hit Liu Xiangyu's head directly.

"Who's ...... The Scarecrow...... ...... with iron pipes"

Liu Xiangyu fell to the ground half-dead, moaning weakly.

The speeder on the side looked at Liu Xiangyu, and for a moment felt that he might have lost his eyes.

Oh no, he'd been feeling like he'd been blinded.

"Waste." The biker held his head, touched his hairless Mediterranean head, and sighed.

But Liu Xiangyu only crawled on the ground for a while, and then stood up suddenly, dressed roughly, his eyes showed perseverance, but behind that perseverance, there was still a trace of fear that others couldn't see at all.

The person who was shot to death has always remained in his mind, if he wasn't too weak, that person wouldn't have died in front of him, and he wouldn't have let Chen Fang risk his life to save him.

"Get stronger, get stronger!" Liu Xiangyu muttered in his mouth, beads of sweat hung on his forehead, he didn't know that he was scared out, and he had to be tired.

The sun slowly set, the biker had long since disappeared, the sun was setting, the red sun shone on Liu Xiangyu, and from a distance, there was only a small figure who seemed to be tirelessly swinging a sword after sword at the scarecrow.

The blade of the sword suddenly snapped, and the figure suddenly carried the way, but quickly stood up, picked up another sword from the ground, and swung the sword at the scarecrow with tenacity and unyieldingness.

……

Wu An stood not far from the two of them, looking at Chen Fang's appearance, his mouth grown, and then he put the magic book on the ground and opened it seriously.

"Well, this? No, this one, no, found it! Wu An looked at the magic book, but the book didn't even have a word.

Wu An looked at the magic book, as if she was reading some spell that she didn't understand at all, and when she finished reading it and closed it, the three of them looked at each other, and nothing happened.

Suddenly, Chen Fang's body seemed to be pressed against a mountain, and his strong body fell directly to the ground, and with that kind of strength, he couldn't resist at all.

"Ahh

A wail sounded, black smoke came out of Chen Fang's body, and the blackness in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by his original appearance.

Zhao Di looked at Wu An and was silent for a long time.

Chen Fang stood up with difficulty, the wounds on his body did not heal on their own like Zhao Di, and at this time, his chest, the corners of his mouth, and his arms were dripping with blood.

He opened his heavy eyes, and what greeted him was the demonic figure.

"Ahh Chen Fang tried his best, he didn't notice Zhao Di on the side at all, the golden light in his hand was sheng, and he was about to attack Wu'an in the blink of an eye.