A yin-yang cyclone appeared under Fang Ze's feet, and a yin-yang fish diagram appeared, which was enough to envelop Zong Haoyan.

And in the middle of the yin and yang fish, there is a ball of life and death.

With one foot on the ground, the true intent of life and death explodes, which can pose a substantial threat to Zong Haoyan.

Zong Haoyan struck the top of his head with his right fist.

A pillar of fire enveloping three or four people rose into the sky and struck upward.

The yin-yang fish at Fang Ze's feet blocked the pillar of fire.

It didn't work, and he rolled over to avoid the edge of the flames.

Shi Dongqing also reacted, shouted, and slashed horizontally with the Suhuang Sword in his hand, slashing out a sword qi.

After a sword qi cracked out, Shi Dongqing didn't stop doing anything, as if he had used a secret technique to stimulate potential, his face became rosy, and the Suhuang Sword in his hand came with a chaotic cloak sword technique, and one after another sword qi attacked.

Zong Haoyan sensed some threat, and his attention was divided into Shi Dongqing's body, and his palms were sealed in front of him one after another, and the flames burned out the sword qi, but he was not injured.

After blocking a few sword qis, Zong Haoyan's heart sank.

He couldn't sense where Fang Ze was.

At this moment, Zong Haoyan was alarmed, and he turned his head reluctantly, followed by severe pain under his ribs.

Fang Ze didn't know when he swam to Zong Haoyan's side, wearing a Qiankun hand, and punched him in the ribs.

Zong Haoyan's skin quickly decayed, like a dead man, and at the same time, vitality emerged, and the extreme power of the two burst out, and a puff of blood mist burst out.

Zong Haoyan roared, and the scorching waves around him were monstrous, rolling like a sea of fire, rolling around.

Fang Ze succeeded in one blow, and he was not greedy for merit, he stepped a little and quickly broke away.

The scorching waves rolled with great power, but they didn't hurt anyone.

The waves ceased.

The situation is at a stalemate for the time being.

Zong Haoyan was a little depressed, he stroked his ribs with his hand, his eyes were fixed on Fang Ze, and he gasped for breath in his mouth.

Fang Ze observed calmly.

"Zong Haoyan's strength is equivalent to the peak of the Triple Heaven of the Heavenly Continent Realm, and he almost crossed that threshold in one step."

"It's a pity that the foundation of the physical realm is not solid, there is no hope for subsequent improvement, and the combat skills are not condensed enough."

"I can catch up with the realm with my Qiankun hand, and I can beat him with my combat skills."

Fang Ze thought of this and glanced at Shi Dongqing who was standing behind Zong Haoyan.

"Shi Dongqing is carrying the Suhuang Sword, which can give Zong Haoyan a certain threat and make him unable to concentrate."

"It really takes the pressure off my shoulders, and it's a good help."

"This battle can be won."

His confidence was doubled.

Zong Haoyan's face was ugly.

"I really didn't expect that there would be a master like you in the underworld."

"You have been silent for so many years, just for today, and you want to replace me?"

"Unfortunately, I won't let you get your wish!"

Zong Haoyan took a deep breath, and there were bursts of crisp bones from his body.

Fang Ze frowned slightly.

Looking at the True Child of Life and Death, Zong Haoyan began to frantically urge those exuberant vitality in his body, which were surging and surging, far surpassing just now.

With the release of these life forces, Zong Haoyan's influence on the laws of heaven and earth became stronger.

Zong Haoyan's physical body has changed, the person has swelled in a large circle, his height has become huge, more than two meters in size, the muscles all over his body are bulging, and the life force is almost bursting out.

Fang Ze's eyes were solemn.

"What's going on? His state is so weird, and his control over the energy of heaven and earth has not improved qualitatively, but it has exceeded too much in quantity. ”

"How did he practice this exercise?"

Zong Haoyan seemed to be freed from the shackles, with a crazy look on his face, and pushed his hands forward.

A sea of fire surged forward, connecting the top beam of the main hall and the ground below, sealing all the space and avoiding the inevitable pressure on Fang Ze.

Fang Ze immediately made a decision, did not retreat, but advanced, jumped up, and flew forward with his body in the air, actually trying to penetrate this sea of fire.

In front of Qiankun's hand, the yin and yang fish reappeared, and the power of the treasure soldiers of the three heavens of the heaven and man realm condensed, and it was not difficult to penetrate the sea of fire where the power was scattered.

Fang Ze pierced into the sea of fire.

The inner lining of his moire green robe lit up with runic light, offsetting some of the heat.

Fang Ze pierced through the sea of fire with extreme speed.

Zong Haoyan kept staring.

After Fang Ze penetrated the sea of fire, Zong Haoyan won and punched out with Chi Yan with both fists.

Fang Ze chose to hit hard, and hit both punches the same, he wore Qiankun hands, and he didn't suffer any losses.

"Peng!"

Zong Haoyan took two steps back, Fang Ze paused in the air, and then fell to the ground.

Zong Haoyan's hand bones made a fractured sound.

Horrifyingly, it was obvious that his hand was broken, but after a few moments, it was back to normal.

"This life force?" Fang Ze was surprised.

"The thief looks at the sword!"

Shi Dongqing slashed out a sword qi from behind and crackled.

Zong Haoyan didn't even dodge, ignoring this sword qi and continuing to pounce on Fang Ze.

The sword qi was behind Zong Haoyan, and the fiery qi wave of the protective body was partially consumed and slashed at him.

The wound was half an inch deep, and it looked terrifying.

The wound repaired and healed quickly and quickly visible to the naked eye.

Shi Dongqing was dumbfounded.

Fang Ze's face was expressionless, his left hand was full of Qiankun, and the palm of his hand was shot with death intent.

The one-person-high black palm print was printed towards Zong Haoyan.

Zong Haoyan didn't care about it, and rushed over directly.

The Death Intent Palm Print hit him, only slowing him down a bit, but this person's vitality was so strong that Fang Ze had never seen it, and the death intent energy was all offset by his life force.

Zong Haoyan penetrated the palm print, and with two fire dragons in both hands, he hit him.

Fang Ze's eyes suddenly deepened, and in the air, a real and visible Huangquan River appeared, and the waves forgot the river, rushing non-stop.

His hands danced like a dragon, and the water was choppy, washing Zong Haoyan.

The realm of heaven and man is boundless in life and death.

The water of the Huangquan River washed over Zong Haoyan's body, and the latter's soul seemed to be out of his body, and the translucent soul body was washed out, and Zong Haoyu lost his mind instantly.

Fang Ze slapped his left palm on his heart.

This palm should have been killed, but Zong Haoyan's vitality was too tenacious, and the strong vitality naturally resisted the energy of death intent, he just spurted blood but did not fall to the ground, and it did not cause the heart to shatter.

And because of the pain, his soul, which was washed out by the water of the Yellow Spring River, returned to his body.

Fang Ze felt that the palm just now had shattered this person's sternum, but when he withdrew, the other party's injuries seemed to be already healing.

Zong Haoyan roared in a low voice, like a sick tiger, with flames all over his body, like a meteor, and crashed over.

Fang Ze dodged, and the move that had not yet been exhausted was turned, and the Huangquan River swirled in the air, turned a turn, and washed towards Zong Haoyan again. 、

Again, he lost his mind.

Fang Ze drove the True Child of Life and Death, seeing that the opponent's state was extremely unbalanced, and the vitality in his body seemed to be uncontrollable, rampage, and the chaotic and tyrannical energy in his body that Zong Haoyan had been suppressing was ready to move.

Suddenly, Fang Ze had an inspiration.

"This Zong Haoyan, what he has been suppressing is not necessarily an injury, is he overly vigorous and out of balance in his body, that chaotic and tyrannical energy is actually the vitality of the xenomorph?"

Fang Ze thought of this.