"Hahaha, come again!" After speaking, Fang Beisheng stomped his foot again, turned into a Dao remnant, and directly punched the blood slave, this time the blood slave did not go up directly to fight the fist as before, and did not have the arrogant smile before, instead of a serious expression, it is not difficult to see that the blood flow trajectory on the forehead actually constructs a frowning look.

The blood slave did not hesitate quickly, and the five fingers composed of blood slowly converged a "blood ball" like a "blood ball" in the downward half of the hand, three points by luck, seven points by hard work, I rely on! Three points to the vitality?? Strange images have reappeared! It's as if I saw an old man named Xiongba and said that you are looking for death!!

"Kind of interesting, this is going to be a wave?"

After speaking, Fang Beisheng sped up his speed, his figure disappeared like a ghost, appeared in front of the blood slave in the blink of an eye, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his fingers quickly made strange gestures, and he said the old ancient words in his mouth, everything was too fast, so fast that the blood slave couldn't react at all, and he didn't have time to play his trick that had been accumulating for a long time, and the whole action happened in one go.

With a loud bang, a palm hit the blood slave, and an invisible energy quickly spread out around the blood slave with the blood slave as the center, and the power was comparable to a small grenade. Fang Beisheng's figure flashed, appearing in the open space ten meters away from the blood slave, a pit a full eight meters big appeared in front of him, and the surrounding houses all collapsed or even directly turned into powder, and the damage on the surface was even more complete.

As the so-called immortals fight mortals, whether it is cultivating immortals or cultivating demons, they are all against the sky to change their lives and seize the heavens and the earth, and the elites of these sects are casually not something that anyone in the mortal world can bear, and the peerless masters among mortals are as weak as a three-year-old baby in their eyes, as simple as pinching an ant to death.

The smoke and dust in the pit slowly dissipated, and the figure of the blood slave gradually became clearer, the "hiss" was really miserable, the blood slave looked like he was gritting his teeth, and the body that was originally made up of blood was directly half destroyed, and the blood flowed down from half of the body, dripping on the ground and making a tick-tock sound that looked even weird.

Just now, I was about to think about how to clean up Fang Beisheng's blood slave in my heart, fantasizing about the other party kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, at this moment, I was beaten so miserably, this is the gap between strength and strength that cannot be crossed, before Fang Beisheng just felt that the first time I saw this thing was completely out of curiosity, he didn't take this monster to heart at all, Fang Cai just used less than one of his strength, who would have thought that it was so fragile and boring!

"I'm leaning" Looking at the big pit in front of him is out of his own masterpiece, to tell the truth the party Fang Beisheng was also speechless for a while, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but whip, since he inadvertently got the cultivation of the abusive technique and now it is also the second time to use it, but he seems to remember that he didn't fight like this before the power, it seems that this thing is still used sparingly, otherwise it will not be good to make such a big move and be suspected by the sect, and the power of tsk is too great.

"Fun, fun, fun!"

Yu Zhengyang, who had been watching the play on the side, finally spoke, looked at Fang Beisheng with a meaningful face, and then casually looked at the blood slave in the big pit for a while, and the blood slave turned into ten blood strips and merged into Yu Zhengyang's body in all directions, as if everything had happened, but his eyes were even redder and completely turned blood, and his hair also turned red, and he scattered on his body wantonly, which was terrifying.

Fang Beisheng was also stunned when he saw it, "I'll go" What is the principle, I have only heard that these demon sect demons act strangely, practice evil sects, like what treat their disciples as a Dan furnace, what kind of yin mending, and train the living into puppets, etc., I have never seen it, even if I fought against the Demon Sect before, I didn't find anything wrong.

Instantly turned into a curious baby, not only did he think so in his heart, but he couldn't help but walk forward and touch Yu Zhengyang's body, his fingers poked, the young man was not angry, and he didn't move to let him touch his body, and looked at the person in front of him with interest.

"Young man, you're the first person I've ever met so interesting."

"I don't remember how many years no one dared to be so presumptuous in front of me, or even touch the deity like this!"

The second brother of the "deity" was really controlled by someone, it seems that what I think is true, I just don't know if this person is an enemy or a friend, does it have anything to do with the second brother, what is the purpose of coming out at this time, I am answering him? Or do you want to do it directly? Why don't you test it first? It's tangled, it's hard.

"Hello seniors! Hello! Savadika! Empty your Siva! Smecta! Potatoes dig there, dig in the potato field, dig a sack! "What the hell are you going to go here? What the hell am I thinking? What are you doing? It's all messy, I...

Just when Fang Beisheng was still struggling, he suddenly smiled evilly and did not answer, the blood in his eyes was even more vigorous, and the red light in his two eyes leaked out, forming a strange light around his eyes.

Fang Beisheng didn't notice all this, and he was still seriously thinking about what he said just now, his left hand was across his chest, his right hand was in the middle of his palm, and his two fingers touched his chin, not knowing what he was thinking. Completely forgetting that the two of them are still fighting each other, hey, curiosity kills people, and there is no defense at all.

As the so-called rat tail juice of the previous year, without talking about martial arts, "Yu Zhengyang" directly lowered his head and directly collided with Fang Beisheng, who had no one and no one to guard against.

As Fang Beisheng, who had no precautions, firmly accepted the full force of this impact, a huge pain spread from the top of his head and spread throughout his body.

The huge pain on the top of his head immediately made Fang Beisheng return to reality from thinking, and hurriedly covered his head with both hands, and retreated in a flash, tears flowed out of the corners of his painful eyes, his feet kept stomping on the ground, and he was jumping like a whole living monkey, pointing at "Yu Zhengyang" with his finger on one side, it seemed that he had something to say and stopped, he patted his chest for a while, and pointed again, it was cute, even "Yu Zhengyang" couldn't help but smile and quickly returned to his previous indifferent expression!

"I'm grass, this is a human thing? It's a man who can do this, and I'm really convinced. ”

"Young man, melon baby, young man, chivalrous, broken boy, it's really a young man who doesn't talk about martial arts, rat tail juice, I'm so obedient, I'm really speechless."

"You person, let me tell you that you can't be like this, you can do it yourself, you can be a person, be a person!" The angry Fang Beisheng was so good at speaking that even he didn't know what he was talking about or what he meant;

Looking at Fang Beisheng, who was complaining incoherently and frantically, "Yu Zhengyang's" blood-like eyes actually became lighter, and his face, which had been indifferent, actually had a brief slight smile, although he didn't understand what he was talking about, but his angry appearance was simply fun, hahaha. Ahem, En's cold, I'm going to keep it cold.

Although he immediately replied to a more indifferent expression, his blood became more intense, although it was only a short moment, Shan still couldn't escape Fang Beisheng's eyes, although he was not good at communicating with others.

But in terms of fighting, I feel that he is a genius to his mother, the second battalion commander, what about Lao Tzu's Italian cannon, he dragged Lao Tzu Italy to Lao Tzu over, and gave his mother's little devil a few shots, bombarding his mother, as if there was a strange picture in his mind, in order to hide his embarrassment, he couldn't help coughing twice. The subtle movements and expressions of any opponent cannot escape their two pairs of "heavenly eyes".