A "Flaming Palm!"

In the face of the dark strange blade that flew at high speed, he could vaguely hear a ghost crying wolf howl, Fang Zheng did not rush to the hard connection, but retracted the dimensional shuttle, and a highly constricted flame palm went towards the strange blade.

"Boom!"

As soon as the flame palm collided with the strange blade, it exploded violently when it heard a bang, and the demonic flame that distributed dark black light exploded violently, and the flame palm suddenly exploded in pieces. And the magic weapon of the strange blade of the Situ Demon is as ordinary as if it was struck by lightning, and the phantom of the monk who was trapped in the magic weapon was turned into a phantom by the ghost of the demon flame crying wolf.

"What a pure Demon Flame, you are not a Flame Valley Cultivator, you are also a Demon Cultivator. Situ Mo's Dark Blade was crushed by Fangzheng's Flame Palm, and after divine sense, there was a sense of fear from the magic weapon spirit inside the Dark Blade, and Situ Mo suddenly couldn't help but ask.

"Old ghost, you're dying, why do you still have so much nonsense?"

"Flaming Palm!"

When Fang Zheng heard this, he was suspicious of that Situ Mo, that is, he did not confess or confess, but shouted, and the majestic mana in his body surged out from his body, and a slap of flame palm was towards that Situ Mo's seal.

"Rewo dang slash!

In the face of Fang Zheng's sudden slap of more than a dozen flaming palms, Situ Mo suddenly shouted, slashed out a hot slash, Situ Mo pinched the trick with both hands, and pointed a little towards the void, the mana in his body was majestic and turned into a yin wind with bursts of yin qi shooting towards the dark blade, and the dark blade rotated at a high speed in the void, and then turned into a dark dragon more than ten zhang large.

This dark dragon is a staghorn crocodile mouth, unicorn claws, fish tail, the whole body is as black as ink, the fine armor is still ordinary according to the essence, distributing a burst of black light, a yin and evil aura bursts out from its body, the space near the left has become gloomy, foggy, and the moon and stars that distribute the hazy brilliance are dim, as if they are covered by something ordinary. The massive Dark Dragon Transformation roared, roared, and let out waves of sound that struck the flaming palm that glowed with scorching light.

Lion Bo Rabbit is easy to use all his strength, this black-clothed bearded old man Situ Mo did not look at the other party because Fang Zheng was a monk in the early stage of Jindan, after knowing the ferocity of Fang Zheng's flame palm, he used his strongest blow, and wanted to defeat Fang Zheng with a strong posture that swept through the Eight Desolations. As soon as the Dark Dragon Transformation came out, the mana in Situ Mo's body was directly consumed by as much as seventy percent, and his face suddenly turned pale.

I have to say that the dark dragon is fierce, this dark dragon is not a creature in this world, powerful and brutal, as soon as it appeared, it was unstoppable and overwhelmed the world, and three or two claws destroyed the huge flame palm of the memory. The huge dragon's tail swings, and the huge mouth opens. A yin and underworld aura that still followed the essence attacked Fang Zheng, and the huge dragon's mouth opened wide, biting towards Fang Zheng.

"Flame explosion, explode for me!"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom......"

Face the powerful and domineering Dark Dragon. Fang Zheng was still not afraid, standing in the void, his black robe fluttering in the wind, and the hunting sound was blown by the evil aura in the mouth of the dark dragon. Suddenly, the pure demonic flames in Fangzheng's body burst out from his body, turning into small fire crows that were half a foot small and full of agility and shot directly into the huge mouth of the dark dragon. Fang Zheng suddenly shouted, and the smart fire crows that rushed into the giant mouth of the dark dragon suddenly exploded. I only heard the sound of a roaring explosion in the void, shaking the universe. The dracon's massive body was reduced to nothingness by the fire raven's violent explosion.

The explosion of the fire crow, the collapse of the body of the dark dragon, like a wave of death spreading from the void, the exterminating energy was tyrannical around it, and the tall ancient trees around it turned into powder in an instant. Spread out in all directions. The air was even more raging under the explosion of the fire crow. The heat of fear was tyrannical on the earth, and where the Pure Demon Flame fell, the sand and stones on the ground began to melt and turn into magma, until the energy of the Pure Demon Flame was exhausted.

"Flaming Palm!"

When Situ Mo's dark dragon disappeared half of his body. When the second half of his body was still churning in the void, Fang Zheng suddenly urged the blood shadow to escape, and it disappeared from the spot very abruptly, and a flaming palm was imprinted on Situ Mo's body without warning.

"Boom!"

Suddenly attacked. Situ Mo hurriedly responded to the battle, only to hear a bang. The square flame palm slammed on the mana shield in front of Situ Mo's body, and the mana shield that was still in essence collapsed in an instant. A mouthful of reverse blood gushed out from Situ Mo's mouth, his thick beard was stained with crimson blood, and there was a scorched palm print on his chest, obviously the previous Fang Zheng's palm hurt him.

"Boy, you are so strong, you actually hurt the old man, you are really a descendant!" Situ Mo, the bearded old man in black, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then couldn't help but praise.

"Old ghost, you know the ferocity of the master!

"Flame Palm!" Fang Zheng heard this, and he couldn't help but respond lightly, and then let out a loud shout, and a flame palm surged out and slapped towards that Situ Mo.

"Boy, come again!" After seeing Fang Zheng's flaming palm, Situ Mo let out a loud shout, and the Dark Blade swirled around and slashed towards Fang Zheng, and then turned around and ran.

"Haha... Boy, it turns out that you are also the end of the strong crossbow, the wax head of the silver spear, and it is useless. "As soon as Situ Mo's dark blade and the square flame palm touched together, the flame palm that seemed to be imposing was a touch of collapse, which could be a weak misfortune. Situ Mo realized this, and instead of continuing to escape, he turned around and laughed.

Fang Zheng's attack is sharp, and his talent is huge, looking at the majesty, he is a few more fierce than him, a monk at the peak of the middle stage of Jindan, but Fang Zheng is a monk in the early stage of Jindan after all, and he is better than the strong and sharp moves, which is why he has the upper hand in the battle from time to time. Assuming that Fang Zheng insisted on such a momentum from time to time, he Situ Mo was really not Fang Zheng's opponent, and he only needed to run away and let the great monk of the late Jindan Dynasty dry bamboo old demon clean it up. At this time, Fang Zheng's strength was exhausted, and he Situ Mo was so good that he could show his teeth and claws.

At this moment, Situ Mo's mind was racing, and what he was thinking about was how to kill Fang Zheng to obtain the Demon Dao Supreme Treasure Demon Marrow Diamond and enough Demon Yuan Stones, so as to escape the pursuit of the withered bamboo old demon. At this moment, Fang Zheng's strength is exhausted, and he still has more than thirty percent of his combat strength. "This young man is tender! It is easy to be impulsive and brave for a while, now it is good, exhausted, and this is the best opportunity to become an old man. ”

Situ Momo was masturbating himself there, and he was only drooling at the moment. As soon as he found that Fang Zheng was exhausted, he reflexively chased after Fang Zheng. Seeing this, Fang Zheng didn't say a word, he pulled away and ran, and the flame wings behind him burst out with an astonishing speed under the urging of the fire spirit power in his body.

"The kid runs away, come over obediently and tie up his hands and die, the old man will give you a good time. As soon as he saw that Fang was about to escape, the bearded old man in black, Situ Mo, let out a loud shout, and the mana in his body came out majestically, and he chased harder and harder.

"Flaming Palm!"

"Old ghost, go die!"

Situ Mo chased after him, and the distance between him and Fang Zheng was getting closer and closer, Fang Zheng suddenly stopped his figure, stood in the void, and shouted, a powerful flame palm quickly towards the Situ Mo seal.

Hearing the loud shouts of the square, Situ Mo's body was also instinctively stagnant. He didn't dare to continue the pursuit, and made a defensive posture to resist the square flaming palm.

Fang Zheng struck a flaming palm, and his body shook in the void, as if he could fall from the void. The flame wings flashed, and they flew forward with all their might, and in the blink of an eye, they flew dozens of feet away.

"Damn, what a cunning boy, the old man has been fooled, this boy is really exhausted, and lacks care. "Fang Zheng's flaming palm struck, Situ Demon

Mo was cautious. He didn't feel contempt because he guessed that Fang Zheng was exhausted, but he did enough defense to catch the imposing flaming palm. However, what made that Situ Demon feel depressed was that Fang Zheng's Flame Palm was even worse than the previous one, and the Immortal Blade just quietly touched it and then collapsed. No. It should have not been touched yet, but it was shattered by a momentum, which was worse than the silver spear wax head. At this time, Fang Zheng Yiran escaped hundreds of feet away, knowing that he was fooled, he suddenly roared with grief and indignation. The fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he chased forward with all his strength without custody.

After a long time, I didn't expect to be tricked. It's really familiar and unbearable.

One chased and the other fled, and soon the two flew miles away. Soon, that Situ Demon was only a few feet away from Fang Zheng. Suddenly, Situ Mo shouted and slashed, and the strange magic weapon blade turned into a streamer and slashed towards Fangzheng. Suppose the blow is slashed and consolidated. Founder's will definitely be cut in half. At this moment, Situ Mo thought that Fang Zheng could not be spared. The image of Fang Zheng being cut in half came to mind, and the bloody blood was like a bloody rain.

"Boom!"

In the face of the strange blade magic weapon Stygian Blade, the flame wings behind Fang Zheng tilted for a while, and suddenly climbed down and flew sideways, and at the moment of leaving the ground, the body was raised, and the wings behind him fanned together, struggling to climb up into the sky. I only heard a loud bang, and Situ Mo's strange blade bombarded the air, and suddenly the mountains shook, the soil and sand and stones were splashed everywhere, and the broken trees and dead branches flew sideways. Fang Zheng was hit by a splattered broken log, his body shook, and he almost fell from the void, and finally dodged the killer blow from Situ Mo's slash.

"Good luck boy, you've dodged such a killer blow, I'll see how you'll dodge next. Fang Zheng was a little embarrassed to avoid the Rewodang slash from Situ Mo, Situ Mo's thick eyebrows shrank, and he said a little wrongly. As soon as his words fell, a Revodang slash quickly slashed towards Fangzheng.