Zhang Chen looked at Fang Feiyang, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc of excitement, and just as he expected, the opportunity was automatically sent to the door!

Ever since he had suffered a loss at Fang Feiyang's hands, he had always had a shadow in his heart, of course, he never felt that his strength was inferior to the other party, but he just felt that Fang Feiyang must have relied on the power of magic weapons or had other help.

His talent and strength are all ranked high among the disciples of the Heavenly Sect, why would he lose to a disciple of the Earth Sect?

For this reason, he specially asked the master for a magic weapon, and after this period of practice, he has become proficient in using it.

He had been looking forward to such an opportunity to defeat Fang Feiyang fiercely in front of everyone, and get rid of the evil breath in his heart.

And now, the long-awaited opportunity has arrived.

With a confident smile, Zhang Chen slowly walked into the square, reached out and took out a cloak from his arms and draped it on his body.

I saw that the cloak was all yellow, with strange patterns painted on it, and in the bow tie, a yellow spar the size of a pigeon's egg was tied.

Many discerning cultivators could see at a glance that this was a "quicksand stone", which contained a large amount of earth-based energy, and it could perfectly match the half of the "quicksand" in Zhang Chen's body.

And the cloak is depicted with hurricane patterns, which is very helpful for condensing wind energy.

This cloak can perfectly fit Zhang Chen's characteristics, and at least increase his strength by fifty percent.

Many people were secretly speechless, and at the same time envied the strength of the Shacheng Holy Hall, if such a magic weapon was placed in an ordinary small sect, I am afraid that even the head of the sect might not be able to have one. And the Shacheng Holy Hall can be owned by any inner disciple.

Seeing that Fang Feiyang also walked into the square and stood still at a distance of more than ten meters from him, Zhang Chen's heart moved. A sudden yellow cloud of sand suddenly blew from the cloak, enveloping his figure like a hollow tornado.

This sandstorm tornado acts as a natural barrier, helping him resist attacks from Fang Feiyang, giving him the opportunity to cast spells calmly.

Before the battle began, Zhang Chen first summoned this dust salon roll, to be precise, it was a bit of a foul, but look at the expression on his face. Not only is there no embarrassment, but there is a little smugness.

There was a sudden burst of disdain all around.

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"If I'm not mistaken, that Zhang Chen seems to be a 'soul general' level of strength?" Elder Duan Tianya of the Crystal Palace looked coldly at the center of the square. There was a hint of disdain in his tone.

"Yes. Wu Gou replied respectfully.

"Shame!" Duan Tianya pursed the corners of his lips: "Fighting with a disciple of the Earth Sect, not to mention using magic weapons, he actually added dust salon rolls to himself in advance, has this guy always been so daring?"

"This ...... Maybe it's because I'm thinking about it carefully!" Wu Gou had to follow Duan Tianya's words.

......

No other nonsense. The battle began in an instant.

Zhang Chen's hands were open. The yellow light in his left hand flickered, and the green mangs in his right hand converged, which was pure earth and wind energy.

Zhang Chen has always been good at the spells of the wind and earth systems, and due to the relationship between the half-earth evil in his body, his soul power reserve is much higher than that of ordinary cultivators of the same realm.

In the discussion between the junior brothers in the sect, no one dared to give him sufficient time to prepare, and they often used the method of pressing step by step, not allowing him to gather soul power to amplify his moves.

But Fang Feiyang, who was more than ten meters away from him, was still motionless. It didn't close the distance at the beginning, as everyone expected. Close combat.

"I'm actually a pretty peaceful person......" Facing Zhang Chen, who was casting spells, Fang Feiyang seemed to be in the mood to chat, not at all worried about the attack that would come.

But before he could say this, seven or eight spears made of dust and sand shot at him like arrows from the string with the fierce wind.

As soon as they saw this sand spear, the crowd couldn't help but burst into exclamations.

The spell released by Zhang Chen is called "Wind and Sand Spear", which is an extremely powerful range spell, with fast speed, strong attack power, and a wide coverage, which is extremely difficult to dodge.

As long as an ordinary cultivator takes a hit, he will immediately be pierced!

Although it was a challenge in the "Blood War" mode, Zhang Chen was such a ruthless move as soon as he made a move, which made the cultivators of the ordinary sect who were watching the battle on the side couldn't help but sweat for Fang Feiyang at the same time.

In the exclamation, several sand spears flashed, and they arrived in front of Fang Feiyang in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that Fang Feiyang was about to be hit by a sand spear that came first, suddenly, he had been standing there quietly and raised his foot and took a step forward, dodging this sand spear when he couldn't make a move.

"Generally speaking, others don't mess with me, and I rarely take the initiative to provoke others, but ......" Fang Feiyang's figure sounded between the sand spears that were as fast as a flying shuttle.

Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, when the last sand spear swept through the void, his figure walked out of the dust step by step.

The crowd was silent, and everyone looked at Fang Feiyang, who was standing in front of Zhang Chen unscathed, and listened to him say to Xi Zhang Chen word by word: "I have to say, I really hate you!"

A disciple of the Sand City Sacred Hall was completely stunned, and he muttered, "How did this kid do it?"

No one could answer him, whether it was Luo Zhen, Wu Jie, Ye Ting, or Elder Ling Tian, they all couldn't believe their eyes.

No one expected that Fang Feiyang would take advantage of the gap between the sand spears to come out unscathed under such a rapid sand spear attack.

Every step was as precise as if he knew the direction and speed of the attack of these sand spears in advance, and every change of direction was so appropriate, like a performance that had been discussed with Zhang Chen.

"You're an idiot. Fang Feiyang tilted his head, looked at Zhang Chen, whose eyes were a little straight, and scolded: "Relying on your identity as a disciple of the Heavenly Sect, jumping up and down all day long, your eyes are above the top, what do you think you have to do? If it weren't for such a backer behind you, who would buy your account?"

Zhang Chen's face instantly turned pale and tinged with iron, and at the same time, the crowd around him was also in an uproar.

Although Fang Feiyang's words sounded a little vicious, what he said was the truth, not only hitting Zhang Chen's deadliest place, but also resonating with the disciples of other sects.

Regarding some of Zhang Chen's remarks and actions, in fact, many sect disciples were already dissatisfied in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it because of their identity.

And Fang Feiyang, in front of everyone, scolded vividly!

"A fool like you, I've wanted to beat me for a long time!" (To be continued......)