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It's hard to talk about luck. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info It is the wind with the help of the sails of the smooth sail, and it is also a downwind that suddenly comes over when standing on a high place to pee.

But there is no doubt that in severe cases, it can be fatal.

When Chen Kan rushed into a closed museum covered in scars, he saw the incomparably sturdy door built at the end of the deliberately imitating medieval castle in front of him, Chen Kan felt a little desperate. Himself, came to a dead end.

"It's all over!" Emperor Shang's voice was raised, and when Chen Kan seemed to have given up resistance, he flew into a punch and came with a domineering blast wrapped in a strong wind.

"Boom!"

A large piece of armor fragments flew in the sky under a punch, and a huge fist mark was directly printed on Chen Kan's chest, which directly smashed through the lid of the well under the castle that was actually just a set, and the corpse fell heavily into it.

But it was also at this moment that there was a "crackling" sound in the sky, and a large shard of glass broke and sprinkled overhead as if it were raining, and a man fell from the sky and smashed heavily on the walls of the castle.

Standing still, Fang Zheng shrank to the five-meter city wall, looked down at the opponent around his body below, as if there was a wind wind, and took a deep breath.

Frankly speaking, Fang Zheng didn't think that under normal circumstances, he would be a master of this kind of technique. The opponent's Golden Bell Jar and Iron Cloth Shirt were very restrained from using the Soul Devouring Holy Sword, which was mainly absorbing souls, and when fighting, Fang Zheng's proud speed offensive normal style of play could not break through the opponent's defense, and the Wind Sword Technique could not even completely shatter his defense.

Therefore, the only thing that Fang Zheng could take out in his hand was the Soul Eater Holy Sword, but because of his previous miscalculation, the Soul Eater Holy Sword still needed a little more to be completely filled. In other words, the only fighting methods that Fang Zheng can choose are disarming and winding swordsmanship.

But it is precisely because the enemy is difficult for him at this time that it can be counted as a challenge.

Founder, who happens to like a challenge.

"One-on-one? You're still no match for me. Seeing Fang Zheng appear here, Emperor Shang already knew that several of his subordinates must have died in Fang Zheng's hands. Along the way, how many companions or enemies have fallen on the road of becoming stronger, and when he thought of those people who cooperated with him quite well, Emperor Shang felt a trace of loneliness in his heart.

But after seeing the confidence on his face here, and the battle intent that burst out of his eyes was a sense of resonance, Emperor Shang had a feeling of blood boiling. Heroes cherish heroes, but they don't cherish their looks and strength, they value the same qualities they show and themselves.

When both of them saw the look in each other's eyes, there were many words that were polite and not threatening, and there was no need to say them at all.

Gently rushing out his fist at Fang Zheng, the smile on Emperor Shang's face slowly disappeared, replaced by a solemn one.

The next moment, Emperor Shang moved.

The speed was like a gust of wind, Emperor Shang rushed from his position to the ground in front of the square twenty meters away, it took less than two seconds, and Emperor Shang's speed became faster and faster, when he rushed towards the city wall, Emperor Shang seemed to treat the wall on the vertical ground as if it was flat ground, and rushed up quickly.

But Fang Zheng didn't have a hard time with the Monk Emperor, and even this time he didn't even have a temptation, and after accelerating directly to the side, he immediately jumped down.

Emperor Shang's eyes were locked on Fang Zheng's body from beginning to end, and when Fang Zheng fell, Emperor Shang, who had already rushed to the platform, turned around in the air, and when his bent legs followed him around, they contracted like a spring, and then bounced Emperor Shang himself towards the direction where Fang Zheng fell.

"Bombardment!"

The body is like a thin translucent qi, like a cannonball ready to fire when the arm is contracted, this bombardment punch is a move that he and those ascetics will do, after condensing the qi on his body, he uses his strong physical strength to punch a punch that can open mountains and crack stones.

But the strength of Emperor Shang lies in the fact that his flesh is as hard as iron, and his fists burst like steel. And the majestic qi was stored in the body, bringing Emperor Shang a long internal breath, and a bombardment punch that was more than three times more powerful than those of the Chosen One at this time.

Feel free to punch and kill everything!

It seems that when the anger rushed into the other party, Emperor Shang, who fell from the sky, was a few points faster, and Fang Zheng, who had not yet landed, was already about to be caught up by the opponent's domineering punch!

"Hmph." Fang Zheng suddenly smiled.

Emperor Shang's impulse, Fang Zheng had a premonition in his heart. After the first encounter, Fang Zheng was constantly deducing in his heart, if he met Emperor Shang again, how should he deal with the other party? When he went to deduce the battle again and again, Fang Zheng thought of Emperor Shang's moves and his explosive character.

What kind of people will generally use what kind of play. Fang Zheng himself knows that although he is impulsive, but after the fight, as long as he dares to fight in his heart, basically his chances of victory are not small, and Fang Zheng is confident that he has the ability to adapt on the spot, and he is calm and able to play when fighting, he can always play a burst of inspiration to turn himself into danger again and again.

And Emperor Shang, in Fang Zheng's opinion, is definitely not a calm person who likes to be calm. With his aggressiveness in the battle at the beginning, Emperor Shang, who was very confident in his own attacks, would never choose to wait and see when fighting Fang Zheng. And just after the other party met, he rushed directly towards him, and Fang Zheng was more able to confirm his guess.

So when the other party continued to chase after him, Fang Zheng was able to be sure of one thing, and at this time, Emperor Shang, who was rushing towards him with a punch, Fang Zheng also continued to move.

Emperor Shang's attack was a fist, but Fang Zheng didn't feel that his attack was limited to the Soul Devouring Holy Sword. So when the other party felt that he could attack him, the pangolin on Fang Zheng's body was like a flying saucer, directly dragging Fang Zheng towards the sky. And Fang Zheng felt that his speed was still not fast enough, and at the same time, a strong tendon on the goblin corpse on his wrist also pulled Fang Zheng into the sky.

Seeing that Fang Zheng, who had been prepared, disappeared from front of him in an instant, even if he had been prepared before, but after seeing Fang Zheng disappear, Emperor Shang still felt a sense of grievance in his heart. When Emperor Shang's punch smashed the ground into a huge hole that could stuff a horse without hindrance, Fang Zheng saw how much the other party wanted to kill him directly with that move just now.

For the founder who suddenly ascended to heaven, Emperor Shang also had his own way of dealing with it. Since Fang Zheng dared to go to the sky, he would not jump angrily. So many actions to hunt the Chosen One have already given Emperor Shang a lot of simple and direct ways to deal with it.

After directly carrying the bazooka of individual combat on his shoulder, Emperor Shang had to jump down when the explosion above his head brought down a large number of fragments, and when Emperor Shang had already thrown away the one-time props, he continued to rush directly towards Fangzheng, and this time for Fangzheng's very likely tricks, Emperor Shang chose his own tricks to deal with Fangzheng.

"Poof! Burst! ”

The transmitter that launched the large net that could cover people flashed by, and not only did the large net fall above Fang Zheng's head, but also the large net on both sides that could never easily break free after being stained. But in Emperor Shang's eyes, with a lot of expectations, he still hoped that Fang Zheng could have a happy fight with him.

So Fang Zheng was under the expectation of the other party, the Soul Devouring Holy Sword in his hand suddenly started, and the whole person picked up the Holy Sword and spun it violently, and after Emperor Shang's fist blasted towards the place where he was standing just now, he began to circle with Emperor Shang.

"If you don't want to fight, then leave!" After roaring angrily, and then splitting out his arm, Emperor Shang felt infinitely aggrieved because of his bye here. He has a strong strength, but his opponent just doesn't fight him.

Emperor Shang didn't get Fang Zheng's answer, so the fist in his hand became faster and faster, but correspondingly, it was not only to preserve his physical strength, but also to be able to reduce his strength, and after his speed increased, Emperor Shang began to increase his speed. But what made Emperor Shang even more aggrieved was that his fist couldn't catch up with Shang Zheng's figure.

At this time, Emperor Shang finally sensed that something was wrong, Fang Zheng didn't want to fight him at all, but deliberately consumed his physical strength, and Emperor Shang's memory suddenly flashed a fragment of Fang Zheng's slashing at himself.

Suddenly, Emperor Shang sensed Fangzheng's conspiracy.

But, it's too late!

"Tempest Sword Technique!" The wind element value on Fang Zheng's body, thanks to Emperor Shang's unremitting efforts to fill himself with fist style, finally accumulated the full value at this time. Emperor Shang's idea was correct, but Fang Zheng didn't mean to consume Emperor Shang's physical strength.

It's one thing for a Chosen One to be powerful at their level, but physical strength doesn't have much to do with strength. Bronze-level Chosen One, the defense is generally very poor, and what really works is the attack power. For example, Emperor Shang, although the golden bell jar of defense and the double insurance of the iron cloth shirt, but when his own wind sword technique was shot, he directly broke the opponent's iron cloth shirt, and then, Emperor Shang will die!

In the blink of an eye, one sword after another directly shattered the iron cloth shirt on Emperor Shang's body, but after having experience, when Emperor Shang made a move in Fangzheng's move, the qi that lingered around his body at that time condensed and formed in front of him, and immediately made Fangzheng's attack suddenly appear a huge stun, looking at Fangzheng who suddenly stopped, Emperor Shang couldn't catch up.

"Kill!"

A killing punch rushed to Fang Zheng's pangolin, knocking the tightly combined armor into a sink, and at the same time Fang Zheng also flew upside down. But Emperor Shang, who continued to catch up, noticed a trace of weirdness, his fist, although it hit Fang Zheng's body just now, he felt that the power was absorbed? This strange feeling made Emperor Shang feel extremely uncomfortable.

But when Emperor Shang chased after Shang Zheng, his fists directly smashed Fang Zheng to the ground, and Fang Zheng had no power to fight back, Emperor Shang's heart became less and less uneasy, watching Fang Zheng fall to the ground, Emperor Shang's raised fist was like condensing a green fist, following Emperor Shang's downward movement, slamming down.

The huge attraction seemed to pull Fang Zheng up towards the sky, but in the attraction, Fang Zheng sensed a feeling that he was extremely familiar with, this was the power of the wind element, and the opponent's attack was like using the qi in his body to attract the wind element in the heaven and earth, and then both of them were molded under the support of the huge body, and then multiplied to the enemy.

At the same time as he had a trace of understanding in his heart, Fang Zheng, who had been knocked away by the opponent's series of attacks before, had a chance to react at this time.

Although this is the stage where the opponent's powerful attack power is used, it is also the stage where you can have a chance to react. After using his mind to control the pangolin's failure to break free from the other party's attraction, Fang Zheng chose a crazy move without hesitation.

When the other party released a powerful attack and there was no way to defend it, Fang Zheng barely crossed his hands towards his chest, and at the same time, at the same time, at the same time that Emperor Shang fell like a god like a god to send down a divine punishment to the lower realm, the treasure armor on Fang Zheng's body was disarmed in a special way.

"Fist of God!"

"Disarming - Piercing the Mountain!"

In an instant, the attacks of the two were staggered!

Just before the fist hit Fang Zheng's body, let go of his arms and the extra pangolin armor pieces on his body, under the guidance of Fang Zheng's mind, the layers of spirals hit Shang Di's body like a drill, and the spiral attack directly penetrated the new condensation on Shang Di's stomach, and the iron cloth shirt that supported the qi was not enough, tearing the opponent's lower abdomen at the same time, Shang Di, who hit him directly, was too strong in his flesh, and even flew out upside down with the spiral rotation.

However, after Fang Zheng's attack was struck, the bone armor on his arms and many places on his body disappeared, and while he was punched to the crossed arms, the whole person continued to smash towards the ground. However, Fangzheng's crossed arms did not want to resist the attack, but after trying his best to break free, he used his chest to catch the attack with some armor still retained.

At the end of the moment, Fang Zheng blasted a huge pit directly towards the ground, and at the same time, after Emperor Shang was impacted by Fang Zheng, he flew out weakly behind him.

Silence, when the two were fighting, the sound that erupted seemed to be about to fly and stare at the last support, but after the battle ended as fast as possible, the two of them each lay where they should be lying, convulsive.

Suddenly, Fang Zheng's legs twitched violently, and although the sharp pain spread throughout his body, Fang Zheng's face was extremely surprised.

His own attack was indeed the absorption of the power of the wind element in the opponent's fist! And without the support of the wind element, it was just a fist blasted out with qi, like a huge number of 100 million, and after setting a root number, most of the damage was directly removed. As for the remaining power of the fist, after encountering the treasure armor, Fang Zheng finally experienced the effect of the high-level treasure armor.

The pattern of unknown meaning on the treasure armor is not a decoration at all, nor is it an amplification wind element, but when the huge physical force hits him, it spreads from a few armor pieces to the rest of the linked armor pieces, and as for Fangzheng, it is only a weak shock damage.

Standing up with a slight tremor in his legs, Fang Zheng felt that because of his physique, while the injury was quickly recovering, he pinched the holy sword loosely with some hands, and walked towards Emperor Shang step by step.

This enemy, who was afraid that he could directly kill the bronze-level high-ranking Chosen One who was fully guarded with one punch, finally fell in front of him.