readx;? After Ge Hongsheng was extremely strong with one punch, Fang Xiaowu didn't dare to be careless, and retreated more than 20 zhang with his fist, and the tiger body stood straight, and the abyss was overwhelming. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ge Hongsheng was not in a hurry to laugh at the other party's killer.

He wanted to inflict a hundred times the pain that Fang Xiaowu brought him on Fang Xiaowu, and he wanted to make Fang Xiaowu suffer the greatest pain before he died.

If Fang Xiaowu was killed soon, wouldn't it be cheaper for nothing?

"Xuanlong, if you kneel down and beg the old man, the old man may be able to give you some mercy......" Ge Hongsheng said with a wild laugh.

"Please?" Fang Xiaowu sneered: "Who do you think you are? You are just a defeated subordinate of mine, if you want to beg for mercy, it should be you." ”

Ge Hongsheng changed color.

However, he was seriously injured by Fang Xiaowu last time, and knowing that Fang Xiaowu's strength was very high, it shouldn't be too easy to kill Fang Xiaowu if he really wanted to kill him.

So being angry is angry, he still has to "play" with Fang Xiaowu, until he "plays" until Fang Xiaowu is exhausted.

"It seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, in that case, the old man will let you try their strength first to see how long you can hold on. ”

A sinister and cunning smile flashed on Ge Hongsheng's face, and he secretly used his Yuan Li to urge the yellow and white pill in his hand.

In an instant, Dannei's light skyrocketed, and it was very dazzling, and some people with slightly lower cultivation levels couldn't look at it directly.

And under the stimulation of the power of the elixir, the hundreds of native monks of Martial God City all rolled their eyes, glowing like beasts, and strange power surged around them.

Although these hundreds of monks are not from the four great families, they belong to the elites of the other forces in Martial God City, and the lowest cultivation level is also the intermediate martial gods, and the highest ones have reached the intermediate level of the transcendent realm, and the martial saints in the early stage of the transcendent realm are no less than thirty.

In short, there were more than four hundred of these monks, half of whom were Martial Gods of the Transformation Realm, and the other half, except for nearly forty Martial Saints, were all Martial Immortals.

With so many masters attacking together, even if it is a master in the early stage of entering the Holy Realm, it is impossible to stop it.

Moreover, all these monks have lost their minds, they don't know what it means to be afraid of death, and they have no scruples when they do it, and they don't think about their own lives.

Therefore, if Fang Xiaowu really wanted to deal with them, there would be some difficulties.

Fortunately, although Fang Xiaowu's cultivation was only in the late stage of the Returning to the Pu Realm, his strength was strong enough, and even Ge Hongsheng, who was once in the late stage of the Transcendent Realm, was seriously injured by him, so how could he be afraid of these monks?

When he was besieged by the hundreds of monks, he resorted to a fight.

Any monk who cultivates to a lower level than him can be defeated with one move, and the trick he uses is "Forgetting the Heavens".

This mastery is very powerful, and when used with the "Nine Folds and Nine Tribulations", the power is even multiplied, once it is hit by his palm, it will either die or be injured, and there will be no power to make a move.

In a short time, more than four hundred monks fell in half, but Fang Xiaowu was unscathed.

Bai Chan originally wanted to go out to help Fang Xiaowu, but after watching it for a while, she found that Fang Xiaowu's strength was superb, especially his body style, which could be said to be unparalleled in the world, and he could float around among those martial saints and high-level martial immortals, and no one could catch up with him at all, so he didn't make a move.

On the other side, Ge Hongsheng saw that the monks he sent out fell one by one, and he looked so vulnerable in front of Fang Xiaowu, and his face was naturally not good-looking.

However, before he came here, he had already regarded these monks as dead soldiers, even if they all died in the hands of Fang Xiaowu, he would not feel distressed.

He is a master of alchemy, as long as he is alive, are he afraid that he will not be able to cultivate a large number of slaves in the future?

......

Don't look at Fang Xiaowu's ability to fight on the surface, dealing with those monks whose cultivation is lower than his own, he will make the other party fall as soon as he makes a move, but in the face of those monks whose cultivation is higher than him, especially those forty junior martial saints, it is not so easy to deal with.

He flew through the crowd for a long time, and no one seemed to be able to trap him.

But in fact, with his current cultivation and "Nine Folds and Nine Tribulations" alone, there is no way to kill so many people in a short period of time.

Unless he can use the "Demon Skill of the Mixed World", otherwise, if he continues to fight like this, even if he solves it one by one, it will take a long time.

In other words, he could rely on the Yuan Force in the Purple Mansion, but he could continue to fight with these monks like this, but he knew that if he continued to consume like this, he would just fall into Ge Hongsheng's trap.

Ge Hongsheng didn't care about these monks at all, even if they all died under his own hands, Ge Hongsheng wouldn't take a second look.

Ge Hongsheng sent them to fight in order to consume his own vitality.

When his vitality is almost consumed, Ge Hongsheng will take action against himself again, which will be equivalent to twice the result with half the effort.

Such a simple truth, of course Fang Xiaowu understood.

It's just that if he uses the "Demon Skill of the Mixed World" and kills all these monks, he and Bai Chan and the others will face thousands of monks from the four major families next.

The monks of the four great families are different from other monks, they are all members of the alchemy family, and each of them has a few brushes to a greater or lesser extent.

Xue Bao'er's cultivation is not too high now, once he is entangled by Ge Hongsheng, he will not be able to take care of it, and Gao Tiezhu's strength is limited without using the "Hundred Forbearance Technique", not to mention that when he encounters a martial saint, even if he encounters a martial immortal, he will only be beaten.

Yes, he has an extra heart.

When fighting with those monks, it seemed that he did his best, but in fact, he also saved a lot of physical strength, just in case.

In the middle of the sound, as the monks fell one by one, there were only more than seventy monks left who could still fight with Fang Xiaowu.

And among these more than seventy monks, the lowest cultivation is also on par with Fang Xiaowu, and most of the cultivation is above Fang Xiaowu.

They couldn't win against Fang Xiaowu for a long time, but they were turned around by Fang Xiaowu, and they could only follow Fang Xiaowu, and they were already so angry that they were thunderous.

At this time, they saw that Fang Xiaowu's body technique had slowed down, and they thought that Fang Xiaowu was already dying because he had consumed a lot of physical strength, and they all rushed to pursue and attack Fang Xiaowu, each with a unique move, and they couldn't wait to break Fang Xiaowu's body into ten thousand pieces.

Suddenly hearing the sound of "bang", Fang Xiaowu rushed out of the pile of people full of strength, like a violent wind, invincible, although he was hit by a few punches on his body, it was not a big problem for him, but in his hand, he took out the Xuanying Sword.

It turned out that at the moment when he was besieged just now, he took out the Xuanying Sword, the sword light was as fast as lightning, killing all directions, and in a rain of blood, at least twenty monks fell under his sword, and there were not only Martial Immortals, but also Martial Saints.

"Come again......"

Fang Xiaowu was so fierce that he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, his wrist shook slightly, and the Xuanying Sword made a dragon roar, shining brightly.