This is called Qian Dixuan's bastard, and he has long been unhappy with the buckle.

Especially the one that Lao Tzu is the first in the world, and the others are the second children, no matter how you look at it, it is not pleasant.

"Mom sells batches!" Thinking of this, the buckle was also angry, and when he picked up a bluestone slab brick, he was already rushing towards the direction of the other party's fall.

However, before the buckle rushed to the other party, Emperor Qian had already turned over from the ground.

"!" The other party got up suddenly, and was so frightened that he quickly turned his head, and rushed to Luo Han and Zhou Yimeng's side with a hum.

When it came to the two of them, he found that they were looking at him with strange eyes, and said angrily: "What do you see, haven't you ever seen a failed brick knock?"

"Puff ......" Luo Han and Zhou Yimeng glanced at each other, and couldn't help laughing, only to feel that this side was like this spirit beast, so interesting.

"You two, laugh at each other!" Seeing the two of them, he couldn't help but laugh at himself, buttoning and waving the green brick in his hand.

The two of them were silent and didn't answer, everyone knew that this spirit beast beside Fang Ru was arguing, but it was first-class, so they didn't look for it.

Anyway, it's Fang Ru's spirit beast, and for the sake of his face, he won't care about this little thing.

And at present, the thing that the two of them care about more is the fight between Fang Ru and that Qian Dixuan.

Although he received a blow from Fang Ru's side head-on, looking at the other party's appearance, it didn't seem to have been harmed.

If it's psychological damage, it's not harm.

Qian Dixuan, who got up from the ground, had a gloomy face and could drip water, looking at Fang Ru's hands in front of him, and couldn't help trembling.

He was trembling with anger because of Fang Ru's behavior.

Pampered and talented, he has always been in the posture of a master.

But today, he was actually kicked in the face by this mud leg.

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

"Are you looking for death...... After Emperor Qian Xuan got up, he was about to shout angrily when a slap in front of him suddenly enlarged.

Syllable!

Qian Dixuan, who had just gotten up, was slapped by this sturdy slap again.

Before he could stand firmly, he was fanned out, and after spiraling in mid-air, he fell to the ground.

Bang!

Fang Ru stepped forward with an arrow, stepped on the opponent's chest with one foot, changed his outfit with one click, and raised the wind stabbing sword in his hand: "We're fighting, you've been a family, and you're still talking nonsense." ”

He said it, but Fang Ru's hand was not slow, and the purple light on the wind stabbing sword flickered, and he stabbed straight down.

The blade of the sword was sharp, and when he was about to approach Emperor Qian's heart, he who was trampled on by Fang Ru suddenly burst into a dazzling luster on his body, turning into a thunderous purple light and bursting out.

The feeling of paralysis was instantly transmitted to Fang Ru's body.

His pupils contracted, and Fang Ru hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand slashed forward.

Crackling!

The thunder movement was transmitted to everyone's ears, and a war spear turned into thunder suddenly rushed out and bombarded towards Fang Rumian.

At the same time, Fang Ru's sword was also just right on top of this thunder spear.

Thunder Gun!

A trick that Qian Xiang once used, but in the hands of Qian Dixuan, it is not the same.

The battle spear thunder aura spread out, and in addition to making Fang Ru feel a clear paralyzing feeling, there was also a great power.

The third order of the Martial King Realm is worthy of its name.

Its strength was furious, which caught Fang Ru off guard.

Woohoo!

Under the collision between the thunder spear and the wind stabbing sword in Fang Ru's hand, there was a sharp and piercing grinding sound.

Under the close contact, Fang Ru could clearly see that in the thunder spear, a blazing white luster bloomed, as if there was something in it.

"Not good!" Here, Fang Ru's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly twisted his body, and under the force of the wind stabbing sword, he used the force of the repulsion to turn around towards the side, trying to avoid it.

However, by the time Fang Ru reacted, it was already too late.

In the thunder spear, a blazing white luster suddenly burst out, and after collapsing and contracting, the thunder began to expand and burst.

Bang!

The expanding thunder exploded in an instant, emitting a deafening roar.

The violent explosion carried a thunderous roar, and the screaming sound made the disciples of the Tongming Sect who were watching the battle couldn't help but cover their ears, and the dazzling light made them close their eyes.

In my ears, there was only a roar that echoed for a long time.

When the dust settled, they slowly opened their eyes and looked ahead.

In the center of the field, Fang Ru's appearance was not too good, the purple equipment on his body was damaged, and the original dazzling light was also dimmed.

And the wind stabbing sword in his hand is also full of cracked lines, and at a glance, I know that I am afraid it will not last long.

"How does this son's thunderstorm gun taste?" Qian Dixuan's side, seeing Fang Ru's somewhat embarrassed appearance, his face still had a smug face again.

At this moment, seeing the cool weapons in front of Fang Ru and the appearance of blood deep in some wounds on his body made Emperor Qian extremely happy.

How can he look pleasing to the eye, just a mud leg, and the weapons he wears are even better than himself.

Especially behind the other party, the wings composed of purple streamers, even if it is him, he is used to seeing many rare weapons, and he has never seen such a strange and handsome equipment.

And such a handsome winged weapon is actually on the body of a clay leg?

Unbearable!

That Fang is like the purple streamer wings behind him, only a character like him is worthy.

Kill him and take the equipment from him!

Qian Dixuan thought so, and suddenly a spear appeared in his hand.

The body of the spear is bright gold, and it is obviously made of Xuanjin, such a precious material, it is by no means affordable for ordinary people.

And the dark golden spear head exudes a cold aura, but I am afraid that it is a thousand-year-old cold gold, with watery attributes, it is very valuable, and it can exert the power of thunder aura.

Obviously, this spear was tailor-made for this son-in-law by someone else.

A golden spear, like a golden dragon in hand, majestic.

As soon as the gun was shot, Qian Dixuan's chin was raised higher, and he was obviously more proud.

Bang!

The sound of explosion sounded, and Emperor Qian Xuan set off, holding up the golden dragon war spear in his hand, and launched an attack on Fang Ru's side.

Although the domineering purple light wind stabbing sword in Fang Ru's hand was inlaid with gemstones, the quality was only a four-star order after all.

And the golden dragon battle spear in Emperor Qianxuan's hand, with the eyes of Fang Ru refiner, of course, he could see that it was a five-star and eighth-order offensive weapon!

Fighting one after another, Fang Ru's strength was extraordinary, and he fought back and forth with Emperor Qianxuan, but he saw with his own eyes that the wind stabbing sword in his hand, and the cracks on the sword body became more and more obvious.

Click!

At this moment, a crisp voice came from Fang Ru's ears, and the wind stabbing sword in his hand, and the opponent's golden dragon war spear, collided again, and it actually burst open.

Bang!

Fang Ru was also blown away by the other party's gun, and slammed into the door of the central treasure house.

"A mud leg is a mud leg, and even if there is such a weapon, it can't play its due value. Qian Dixuan raised his head arrogantly, pointed the tip of the spear in his hand at Fang Ru, "Garbage that can only win by sneak attacks!"

Fang Ru's face instantly became gloomy, this formation was not lost in strength, but in the blade.

Just as he was holding on to the gate of the central treasure house, he inadvertently let the formation open and unseal.

But Fang Ru found that it was actually possible to recharge?

"Could it be ......" Thinking of this, Fang subconsciously carried out the recharge behavior.

The black hole that only he could see suddenly appeared, and the distorted hole instantly swallowed the huge central treasure house.

"The recharge is successful, and the 30 billion coins have arrived!"

"!" Fang Ru couldn't help but exclaim!

"Damn!" The surrounding disciples of the Tongming Sect, such as Luo Han and Zhou Yimeng, couldn't help but shout.