Zhao Fu turned his head to look at Sun Zhiqian in the distance, and as soon as he finished speaking, he wanted him to kill these cubs of the Demon Dao, and the people of the Heavenly Demon Sect were drawn by lot.

To say that this kind of thing has nothing to do with Sun Zhiqian, he doesn't believe it.

After all, Zhuo Yunyao said that when Sun Zhiqian was young, he was very good at gambling, which shows that Qian is just a trivial matter for Sun Zhiqian.

Sou!

A sound of breaking through the air sounded, and before Zhao Fu could turn his head back, Fang Sanyin began to attack, and a dagger flew over after leaving a small wound on his face.

"Sneak attack, this is a shameless sneak attack!" As soon as Yin Xiaocai retreated into the distance, he saw this scene and couldn't help but shout.

Fang Sanyin just smiled coldly: "Shameless sneak attack? Little girl, the battle has already begun!"

The dagger that flew over flew back through the air with a "whoosh", and Zhao Fu was prepared, of course, it was impossible to be injured again.

With a slight movement under his feet, his body twisted a little, and he dodged the attacking dagger, while reaching out and slowly grasping the dark iron sword behind him.

"It's not bad, there are indeed a few brushes that can kill Ouyang He's guy, but it's a pity that you met me!"

Fang Sanyin was only in the late stage of the Yun God Realm, and he was not even as good as Ouyang He, and he didn't know where he got his confidence.

However, demonic monks are generally very arrogant, and it is very normal to think that they are the best in the world.

Zhao Fu slowly pulled out the iron sword, and slammed it on the ground with a bang, and a stone was directly crushed, showing that the weight of the iron sword was full.

Soon, he knew where Fang Sanyin's confidence was, and he saw him pull out a dagger from his body, and then throw it into the air.

Two, three...... Zhao Fu didn't expect that on top of Fang Sanyin's thin body, there were more than a hundred daggers, and these daggers were quickly surrounding him, but they didn't interfere with each other.

With such a subtle manipulation of spiritual power, Zhao Fu only saw Sun Zhiqian manipulating those bamboo pieces, you must know that even if a cultivator of the Yun God Realm has divine thoughts, it is even more difficult to control so many daggers at the same time.

After all, having to be distracted and manipulating the attack trajectory of each dagger was a test of Fang Sanyin's calculation ability even more, but he seemed to be at ease.

"I think that's enough to kill you!"

Fang Sanyin looked proud, smiled coldly, and then a cold killing intent erupted in his eyes, and all the daggers burst through the air like a flood of floods!

Hundreds of daggers were like locusts in the sky, rushing over viciously, cutting through the air, enveloping Zhao Fu's body like a rain of arrows!

Zhao Fu also chuckled in his heart, and understood that since the Heavenly Demon Sect had asked Fang Sanyin and the others to participate in the Treasure Competition, these people must have some means.

He clenched the iron sword tightly in both hands, and waited until the dagger flew in front of him before he suddenly raised the iron sword, and then slammed it down.

With the strong strength of his body alone, he actually made the iron sword swing a sword aura, as if cutting through the flow of water, and a large dagger was directly separated from him, flying from both sides!

It was as if there was an invisible barrier in front of him, separating the dagger torrent directly from the middle!

The sharp edge of a dagger flew past his ear, leaving a small wound on Zhao Fu's ear, and the blood dripped down, and Zhao Fu continued to move.

After dealing with Ouyang He before, he no longer had a good impression of the Demon Dao Monk, and when he thought of the dead Daoxiang Village name and Mao Yizhi, he felt a sense of anger in his heart.

Now that he has met again in Jumbo Dabi, he has no intention of keeping the other party alive.

"Die!"

The black spike and the Cloud Piercing Sword roared out of his body, the number was naturally incomparable to Fang Sanyin's dagger, and he speculated that his limit was to control five magic weapons at the same time.

No matter how many there are, the magic weapons are likely to collide together.

It's just that although Fang Sanyin has a large number, only one of these daggers is a magic weapon, and all the others are imitations, which are not magic weapons, at most they are only mortal god soldier level. c

Whoosh!

The daggers that had already flown past him all turned back at this moment, and they spread out in an instant, occupying all the places, and any place and activity space on Zhao Fu's body were all under the attack of the dagger.

The dagger dragged the tail of the pitch-black demonic qi and stabbed it hard, the target was Zhao Fu in the middle, among these daggers, there was a handful of the same as the others, but it was extremely firm, and the cold light was extremely cold.

Zhao Fu wanted to rush forward and suppress Fang Sanyin with his powerful physical strength, but if he rushed over like this, he would crash into those daggers.

"Hahaha, Zhao Fu, you're helpless, I'm so thoughtful, how can you beat me?"

Fang Sanyin laughed sarcastically, his eyes were full of contempt, after knowing that Zhao Fu had killed Ouyang He, he really wanted to see this sudden brat.

With a casual wave of his hand, more than a dozen daggers flew out of his body, directly wrapped around the black sharp cone and the Cloud Piercing Sword.

Although these are two magic weapons, there is still no problem with entanglement.

It seemed that Zhao Fu was completely suppressed and was about to turn into a hedgehog piercing the heart of ten thousand swords, but Zhao Fu suddenly moved.

He turned his head suddenly, as if through the large number of daggers, and saw the most powerful one among them, and then the iron sword in his hand was thrown out by him with all his strength!

The astonishing power made the iron sword make a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and directly smashed a large piece of dagger into the air, and then smashed it accurately on the sharpest dagger!

The iron sword has amazing strength, Zhao Fu has amazing strength, and with the combination of the two, even if it is simply thrown, it also has great lethality.

The dagger didn't have time to dodge, it was hit hard, and it flew straight away, and was even hit by other daggers many times.

The dagger was smashed and flew out, and his dagger rush suddenly weakened, and even the dagger began to sway, as if it had lost its power all of a sudden.

"How could he possibly find it?!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Sanyin's eyes widened suddenly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, obviously his magic weapon dagger was no different from other daggers at all!

Zhao Fu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said with a smile in his heart, "Sister Ling'er, it's really right!"

When Fang Sanyin was controlling so many daggers at the same time, Zhao Fu's heart was full of doubts, and Huo Ling'er couldn't even say that it was impossible.

So under Huo Ling'er's induction, he accurately found the dagger magic weapon that seemed to be the same, but very different, and smashed it directly and unreasonably with an iron sword!

Being able to control so many daggers to attack at the same time, and it is not chaotic at all, blocking all the space, relying on this magic weapon.