Chapter 32: The Sword of Thunder

Obediently, what kind of fucking martial arts footwork is this, it's too perverted.

Just now, the echoing sound of Lie Jiu Yu and the ghost hands and feet is at least ten miles away.

This ghost foot was carrying three people, and a dozen breaths rushed over.

If you don't copy this footwork, you're sorry for yourself!

Fang Meng stared at the ghost feet, as if he had seen prey, his eyes lit up.

At this time, the three people on the ghost foot also jumped down.

"Patriarch Lie, how can this be?" the ghost hand, whose hands were strangely wide, glanced at the field with a puzzled expression.

"Damn! Gu Xiyang and I fell for the Fang family's trick! Quick, the four elders quickly take action and kill all these guys. ”

"Especially that Fang Meng, you must not let it go!"

Lie Jiu You's teeth bared and shouted, the constant sharp pain from his lower body made it impossible for him to fight at all.

"Hehe, don't worry, patriarch, Fang Meng has handed it over to me!"

The sound of the rubbing of the golden stone was extremely harsh, and the ghost foot stared at Fang Meng and stomped his foot.

Boom~~

The earth under his feet made a heavy loud noise, and cracks bloomed on the hard rocky ground.

This guy's lower body strength is very strong......

Fang Meng stared at the ghost feet, thinking in his heart.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense! I'm going to pester Fang Zhenyuan, the others, not a single one will be left alive!" The ghost hand snorted, and his arms shook, like a night owl shooting towards Fang Zhenyuan.

The ghost hand attacked, and the other two Martyr Elders were also with sharp weapons in their hands, and their strength was like a great river, unleashing it unscrupulously, rushing towards the Fang family disciples.

That ghost foot had already locked on Fang Meng.

A strange smile flashed, and the next moment, he stepped out, the ground under his feet seemed to shrink, and with a brush, he was in front of Fang Meng.

Such a terrifying speed is not much faster than Gu Xiyang's Ghost Stiff Fist Technique.

Fortunately, Fang Meng was on guard.

The moment the ghost foot raised his foot, Fang Meng's body bloomed, and a faint silver light bloomed.

Lei Yin stepped out, pulled out a silver light in the night, and burst back towards the ancient forest!

"Well, do you want to escape? impossible!"

The screams of the ghost feet were piercing, and his expression became more and more excited.

A cloud of yellow air currents of qi conjured around his legs, and he leaned forward slightly, his eyes fixed on Fang Meng, who was hiding in the ancient forest.

Suddenly, one more step.

Rumble~~

Although it was only one step, the distance of more than ten zhang seemed to be close at hand, and when the ghost feet landed on the ground, they arrived in front of Fang Meng's eyes again.

"Damn, this body footwork is really good, I thank you, master!"

Fang Meng's gaze kept staring at the ghost feet.

Seeing the other party chasing after him, Fang Meng shouted.

It's still a thunder step!

Brushing and brushing, he took advantage of the cover of the ancient tree dense forest, and rushed to the back of another ancient forest!

Bang bang bang ~~

That ghost foot didn't seem to be worried at all, Fang Meng was able to escape.

There was a towering ancient tree blocking the way, and he kicked it out, directly breaking the huge tree that was hugging the thick one.

There was a thousand catties of boulders blocking him, and he stepped out, and the thousand-pound boulders were actually smashed by stomping!

"Oh, it's amazing, this footwork is really awesome...... But you can't catch up with me!"

Fang Meng took advantage of the mountainous terrain to provoke in his mouth, and his feet ran wildly, but his eyes never left the ghost feet.

Just when Ghost Foot and Fang Meng were chasing and fleeing, Fang Zhenyuan's domineering roar came over.

"Damn, when Fang Zhenyuan is really a soft persimmon, let others knead it!"

"Today, if you want to kill our family, then let you know the background of our family! Our family was once glorious five thousand years ago!"

This majestic and domineering roar fell, and a miserable scream sounded.

"Hand ...... Ah, my hands, my hands~~~"

"Ghost Feet, quick, come and save me!"

This sudden scream is extremely terrible and terrifying.

Behind Fang Meng, the ghost feet who were chasing after him relentlessly stopped abruptly.

His gaze turned sharply, and the next moment, a beastly roar came out from his chest, and with one step, the man had disappeared in place.

"Hmm, what's the matter, is the patriarch rising?" Fang Meng whispered.

Just now, he took advantage of the terrain of the mountains and forests to lure the ghost feet wholeheartedly and copy the opponent's footwork, without noticing what was happening on the battlefield.

Now that the ghost feet are gone, Fang Meng's eyes turned, and after a while, his eyes were straight!

Handsome!

Pull the wind!

I didn't expect Fang Zhenyuan, the old man, to really be strong!

Fang Meng looked straight at the field, and at some point, Fang Zhenyuan had an extra silver long sword in his hand.

I don't know what kind of treasure the silver sword was made, and in the night, it bloomed brilliantly.

Fang Zhenyuan's arm waved out lightly, snorting, a three-zhang long sword light was like thunder, and a crisp thunderous sound erupted, forcing the ghost feet to explode.

If it weren't for his terrifying footwork, he would have been separated by this sword and the beheaded corpse!

"Haha, Lie Jiuyou, Ghost Hands and Feet, and those two guys, let's go together! I have the Sword of Thunder, why don't you wait!" Fang Zhenyuan held a sword in his hand, looking up to the sky and roaring.

"Thundering Sword...... What kind of sword is that...... Yes, it must be a treasure, there are few treasures in the Nangong Kingdom!"

Not far away, Lie Jiuyou, who had already been shocked, finally showed a panicked look.

Now, he was wounded, and the Ghost Hands had no combat power, and the Ghost Feet and the other two Blood Refining Stage Martial Artists could not be Fang Zhenyuan's opponents at all!

Escape!

Only escape!

"Quick, quick, Ghost Feet, come and take us away!" Lie Jiu Yu shouted.

When Ghost Foot heard this, where did he dare to hesitate, and stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and he was about to take Lie Jiuyou and a few people away.

But he saw that more than ten zhang away, Fang Meng also stepped out, and said slowly: "Ghost feet, don't be busy walking, let's play hide and hide for a while!"

Before the words fell, Fang Meng fell down in one step, and he had already arrived in front of the ghost feet, which could block his way!

"You...... You...... How can you move too much!"

The moment he saw Fang Meng's sudden appearance, the ghost feet were stunned!

There was a strong shock in those gloomy eyes.

"Ghost Feet, what the hell are you doing, come and lead us back!"

Lie Jiuyou was obviously in a hurry, however, how could Fang Zhenyuan let the tiger return to the mountain.

The thunder step erupted with a brilliant silver light, and the thundering sword complemented each other.

The sharp thunder sword light drew a magnificent arc, illuminating the night sky and piercing through the Nine Shadows.

The sword light didn't stop, and it shot towards the ghost hand again!

At this moment, Ghost Foot finally woke up from the shock, and he stepped on both feet, wanting to rush through Fang Meng and save the Ghost Hand.

However, Fang Meng also performed the same footwork, and he stubbornly insisted on the ghost feet, following him like a shadow!

"Boy, go die!" Seeing that the ghost hand was in danger, the ghost foot was in a hurry, and swept towards Fang Meng.

This leg, under the urging of the energy of the blood refining period, is infinitely powerful, splitting mountains and gravel!

However, Fang Meng did not avoid it.

An incomparably long low roar came from Fang Meng's mouth, and his momentum suddenly skyrocketed.

Rumble~~~

The moment Fang Meng's punch was swung out, the sound of the dragon chanting and dragon roaring sounded faintly, if the emperor went on an expedition, the dragon soared for nine days, unstoppable!