Seeing Fang Weixing's movements, Zhuang Haoran's heart tightened, his face changed greatly, he gritted his teeth, the qi in his body surged wildly, and he broke the fixation technique with all his might, and spit out a mouthful of red blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Fang Weixing, you go to die!"

Looking at Fang Weixing, who was spitting blood, Zhuang Haoran shouted loudly with a gloomy face, and the cyan arc wind blade more than half a meter long was officially formed, with a sharp edge, and quickly slashed towards Fang Weixing's body.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Haoran's expression was extremely solemn, the cold light flashed in his eyes, his face showed a painful color, his right hand entered his arms, took out a talisman, agitated the gangqi, activated it, and a long fire dragon appeared out of thin air, with a scorching breath, turned into a red afterimage, slashed through the void like lightning, and met the half-meter-long cyan arc wind blade.

In a moment's effort, the fire dragon that was long and long crossed the void, met the cyan arc wind blade, collided with it, and let out a violent sound of assurance, the half-meter-long cyan arc wind blade dissipated out of thin air, turning into a little blue light, and most of the fire dragon dissipated, and there was still half a fire dragon more than a meter long, with a scorching aura, and the speed shot straight towards Fang Weixing's body.

Facing the ferocious attack of half of the fire dragon, Fang Weixing's expression changed greatly, without the slightest hesitation and hesitation, he immediately took out a talisman from his arms with a look of pain, encouraged the Gang Qi in his body, activated it, and a cyan wind blade more than one meter long shot out from it, slashing through the void like lightning, catching up with half of the fire dragon.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With several crisp sounds in a row, the half-fire dragon and the cyan arc wind blade that hit one place collapsed one after another, turned into a little light, and disappeared into nothingness.

"Zhuang Haoran, you forced me!"

Seeing the cyan arc-shaped wind blade collapse and turn into a little light, disappearing into invisibility, Fang Weixing's expression changed slightly, the cold light flashed in his eyes, he snorted lightly, and took out a small cyan flag from his arms, and the qi in his body poured into the small cyan flag like a tide.

As the qi in Fang Weixing's body flowed into the small cyan flag, the small cyan flag instantly rose into the air, turning into a long cyan flag, a cyan dragon, swimming wantonly in the cyan flag.

"Kill him!"

Glancing at the cyan flag suspended in mid-air, Fang Weixing's eyes flashed with cold light, and he pointed at Zhuang Haoran with his right hand, and shouted loudly.

Suddenly, I saw the cyan flag suspended in mid-air move, and a cyan dragon with a length of feet shot out from it, turning into a cyan afterimage, and rushed straight towards Zhuang Haoran's body.

In the face of the fierce attack of the cyan dragon, Zhuang Haoran's face changed slightly, as if he was in his arms, took out a red ring, a trace of flesh pain flashed in his eyes, and he drank lightly, and the qi in his body poured into the red ring like a tide.

As Zhuang Haoran's qi poured into the red ring, the red ring instantly enlarged, turning into a red ring with a diameter of one foot, and one after another scorching fireballs shot out from the red ring, turning into afterimages, with a scorching aura, like a rainstorm, to meet the cyan dragon.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Accompanied by a violent explosion, one after another scorching fireballs collided with the cyan dragon in an endless stream, exploding, and the powerful explosive power made the cyan dragon continue to collapse, and finally turned into a little light and disappeared into nothingness.

As the cyan dragon collapsed and disappeared, one after another scorching fireballs, with a scorching aura, shot straight towards Fang Weixing's body, with a posture of wanting to burn Fang Weixing to ashes.

Looking at the oncoming scorching fireballs, Fang Weixing's brows furrowed slightly, a cold cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a soft snort, the cyan banners suspended in mid-air moved slightly, and the half-foot-long cyan arc-shaped wind blades were formed out of thin air, with sharp edges, to meet the scorching fireballs.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

With a violent collision and explosion, the scorching fireballs and the sharp cyan wind blades collided together and exploded, turning into bits of light and disappearing into invisibility.

In this way, the cyan banner continued to release the cyan wind blade, the red ring continued to release small fireballs, and the cyan wind blade continued to collide with the small fireballs, exploded and disappeared, Zhuang Haoran and Fang Weixing were deadlocked.

A quarter of an hour later, the cyan flag made a loud sound, turned into a little blue light, and disappeared into invisibility, Fang Weixing's heart was shocked, and a few mouthfuls of red blood spit out from his mouth, and the red ring villages were broken, turned into red powder, and scattered on the ground, Zhuang Haoran was in a state of mind for a while, spitting blood in his mouth, and his face was extremely pale.

"Who, come out!"

Fang Weixing and Zhuang Haoran invariably looked at the low bushes not far away, and scolded loudly.

Hearing the scolding voices of Fang Weixing and Zhuang Haoran, Yang Feng knew that he didn't check for a while just now, and made a move, so that the two of them found their traces, so he didn't hide, and slowly walked out of the low bushes with a sharp sword dripping blood.

"You've killed all of our Green Snake Gang!"

Glancing at the blood-dripping long sword in Yang Feng's hand, adding the direction Yang Feng came from, Fang Weixing's face changed slightly, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Yang Feng with a gloomy look and scolded loudly.

"They wanted to kill me, and I didn't want to die, so I killed them!"

Hearing Fang Weixing's words, Yang Feng shrugged his shoulders and said with a helpless expression, but the smile in the corner of his eyes couldn't tell how helpless he was.

"Brother Zhuang, this Fang Weixing is the leader of the Green Snake Gang! Sure enough, it's not a good thing, and as soon as we meet, it will kill me, and I don't even know what to say! Such a big murderous intent is very bad, staying in this world is a scourge, it is better for us to work together to get rid of it and return the world to peace! ”

Hearing Fang Weixing's words, seeing the murderous intent flashing in Fang Weixing's eyes, Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he shouted loudly at Zhuang Haoran in the distance with a smile, and raised the sharp sword in his hand, pointing at Fang Weixing, ready to kill Fang Weixing's side at any time.

"Well said, he Fang Weixing shouldn't have lived in this world, we killed him and returned the world to peace!"

As soon as Yang Feng's voice fell, Zhuang Haoran's eyes flashed a few fine lights, and he responded loudly with a smile on his face.

As he spoke, Zhuang Haoran wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stretched out his right hand, and took out a golden talisman from his arms.

"Fu Qi Flying Sword, I am so surprised that you still have such a treasure!"

Seeing Zhuang Haoran's movements, especially the golden giant sword in front of Zhuang Haoran, a hint of surprise flashed in Fang Weixing's eyes, and he couldn't help but praise loudly.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Fang Weixing reach into his arms, take out two talismans, and the qi in his body surged rapidly, and entered into the two talismans, one of which flashed blue light and turned into a wall of wind, protecting it and enhancing his body protection, and the other talisman flashed cyan and turned into a three-zhang long cyan spear, quietly suspended in front of Fang Weixing.

"Go!"

With Zhuang Haoran's soft shout, the golden giant sword suspended in front of Zhuang Haoran turned into a golden light, slashing through the void like lightning, and shot straight towards Fang Weixing's body, with a posture of wanting to kill Fang Weixing on the spot.

"Go!"

Casually glancing at the galloping golden giant sword, Fang Weixing's expression remained unchanged, and with a light shout, the three-zhang cyan spear suspended in front of him slashed through the void like lightning, with a cyan afterimage, and met the golden giant sword.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

A violent roar suddenly occurred as the golden giant sword and the cyan spear collided together, and strong energy fluctuations emanated from the collision of the cyan spear and the golden giant sword, causing ripples in the sky.

"Brother, Fang Weixing can't be distracted now, it's a good opportunity to kill him, what are you still hesitating about!"

Zhuang Haoran, who was manipulating the golden giant sword and fighting against the cyan spear controlled by Fang Weixing, glanced at Yang Feng, who was standing aside, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, and shouted loudly.

"Brother Zhuang Haoran, don't worry, Fang Weixing will definitely die today!"

Hearing Zhuang Haoran's words, Yang Feng's eyes flashed, he smiled slightly, without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, he immediately responded loudly, and took the blood-dripping sword in his hand and walked slowly towards Fang Weixing's side.

"Boy, if you don't want to die, you'd better get out of here, otherwise when Lao Tzu frees his hand, he will be the first to kill you!"

With the afterglow of his eyes, seeing Yang Feng walking towards his side, Fang Weixing's expression changed slightly, and he scolded loudly with a gloomy face.

"I'm so scared! I'm so afraid that before you can free your hands, you will die on the spot! ”

Hearing Fang Weixing's words, Yang Feng's expression changed slightly, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly walked to Fang Weixing's side, and the sharp long sword in his hand swung out, with a sharp edge, and stabbed towards Fang Weixing's body fiercely.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With a crisp sound of metal colliding, the sharp long sword in Yang Feng's hand continued to pierce the wind wall outside Fang Weixing's body, but it was never able to penetrate into the wind wall, causing a little damage to Fang Weixing.

Seeing that Yang Feng's attack could not break through the wind wall and could not cause any damage to himself, Fang Weixing mentioned that the tension in his throat finally relaxed, put Yang Feng aside for the time being, and concentrated on commanding the cyan spear, and launched a ferocious attack with the golden giant sword controlled by Zhuang Haoran.