The speed of thunder and lightning, the pinnacle of the world!

Even if the real person was transparent, he never expected that Fang Zheng would make a brazen move, and it was too late to dodge.

Twelve-shaped minds!

The thunder transformed into dragons, snakes, eagles, bears, snakes, ......and swallows, and completely submerged the mad people in an instant.

"Boom ......"

With a loud bang, the county hall collapsed, and this magnificent place, which took countless craftsmen's painstaking efforts to build, turned into a ruin in the blink of an eye.

Right in the middle of the ruins.

A palm-sized cyan flying sword swam like a spirit fish in the field, isolating the madman from the thunder.

A few feet away was a mess, but within a few feet it was as safe as ever.

"This is the legendary Qingsuo Sword?"

The square figure appeared more than ten zhang away, fluttering to the ground, and there were blood marks between his palms:

"What a magic weapon!"

He went all out to palm, but he was stopped by the flying sword that suddenly appeared, and even slashed a few times against the trend.

A few simple false slashes forced him to retreat again and again.

The power of the real man,

Not to be underestimated!

"Junior, amazing!" The madman praised:

"Six-foot Gang suddenly erupted, if it was when I had just become a real person, I was afraid that it was really possible to fall into the Tao."

"It's a pity!"

"You don't know what a real person is, what a talisman is."

"My Qingsuo sword is out at the moment, no matter how good your body is, how can it be compared?"

"Really?" The color of the square front does not change:

"Not necessarily."

"Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, a suspicion appeared on the face of the madman, and he lowered his head to look at his feet, but he saw that the stone ground under his feet had turned into a swamp, and two large black hands reached out from it and grabbed his ankles.

Ghost King!

Fang Zheng's sudden sneak attack was just a cover-up, and the real killing move was the ghost king who sneaked into the ground early.

"Smack!"

The big hand clenched the ankle, and the terrifying power exploded, and the ghostly qi condensed like a substance tore the flesh and bones even more.

Moment.

The madman's body shattered like a porcelain doll.

"Peng!"

Debris splattered in all directions.

Seeing this, there was no joy on the front of the square, but his heart sank, and he beckoned the ghost king to his side.

The real physical body is not as tempered as a martial arts master, but it is impossible to be so vulnerable.

What's more, the crazy Taoist has been famous for a hundred years, which is not comparable to ordinary real people.

Doppelganger!

Really.

The figure of the madman appeared behind the ruins, his face slightly pale, and his eyes looked at Fang Zheng in disbelief.

"With a mere leakage realm, you have actually refined a ghost king, junior, you are really surprising."

He pinched the seal lightly, his eyes were bright, and his attitude was not casual and casual, and he didn't dare to underestimate Fangzheng:

"If you don't dare, what can you do?"

It is true that Fang Zheng has refined the ghost king, but after all, he is just a leak and plays the true strength of the ghost king.

Don't say kill him,

Self-protection is a problem.

"I'm afraid I've forgotten where this is?"

Fang's face remained unchanged, and under the pressure released by a real person, his figure stood upright, and he spoke slowly:

"I have been running Gu'an County for decades, just so that no one dares to insult Fang here."

"Real people, not either!"

Outside the temple.

Yang Meng was dressed in bright silver armor, holding a long knife and pointing at it from afar, and in an instant, thousands of private soldiers in the city moved rapidly, forming a military formation.

The army formation turned into Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and the Big Dipper.

The small semi-Gu'an County is all shrouded by it.

It's like a cage, blocking the qi of heaven and earth, and there is even more invisible coercion gathered in the ruins.

"Troop formation!"

The madman looked solemn:

"Little Gu'an County ......"

"Huh!"

Before he finished speaking, the whole person had already risen to the sky.

The so-called gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, the situation in Gu'an County is beyond his expectations, not only is there a ghost king comparable to a real person, but there is also such a mysterious military array, I am afraid that there are masters of soldiers.

Careless!

You should do your research before you come.

"Want to go?"

Fang Zheng snorted coldly:

"Stay!"

"Huh!"

As soon as his thoughts moved, the ghost king beside him suddenly disappeared, and he was already above the head of the madman when he reappeared.

The speed of the ghost king is equally amazing.

It clenched its fists with both hands and slammed it into the madman below, its fist stirring up a strong wind and setting off a tornado out of thin air.

"Zheng!"

The Qingsuo Sword let out a sharp and long roar, and the sword light rose into the sky, stopping the Ghost King, but it also made the madman castrate.

Meanwhile.

Yang Mengyun stepped on the gang, and the long knife in his hand swung suddenly, and his own aura was already integrated with thousands of private soldiers.

"Boom!"

Suddenly.

The blood shrouded half of the city, and the wind caused by the agitation of qi and blood was great, rolling up dust and smoke, and there was even more yellow sand rolling in the sky, and I could barely see my fingers.

"Fog!"

Yang Meng drank lowly.

"Fog!"

"Five!"

Thousands of private soldiers roared in the sky, and mysterious lines appeared on their bodies, and a thick mist immediately shrouded all directions.

This mist obscures vision and distorts perception, and the wind and sand can consume qi, blood, and mana, and has many mysterious uses.

Even the qi and blood of the martial arts grandmaster and the divine thoughts of the real people of the magic method were suppressed in the military formation.

"Good guys!"

The madman's heart was beating wildly:

"The small Gu'an County really hides the masters of the soldiers."

At this moment, he was caught in the battle of the soldiers, even if he wanted to leave, it was not so easy.

"Lord."

Yang Meng didn't know when he was wrapped in the wind and sand, like a martial arts master levitating in the air, and arched his fist towards Fang Zheng:

"Subordinates, please fight!"

At this time, she was high-spirited and had been training for many years, and today was the first opportunity to be fully displayed.

How could you miss it?

"Go ahead." Fang Zheng nodded, and at the same time admonished:

"Be careful!"

It is said that the soldiers are very good at battle, and they are even the nemesis of cultivators to some extent, but he has not really seen it yet.

today

Try a thing or two.

"Yes!"

Yang Mengde's face was overjoyed.

"Seven stars converge, qi and blood dragon."

"Out!"

With her low shout, the wind and sand swept through the field, and a blood-colored dragon more than ten zhang long appeared out of thin air, wrapped Yang Meng inside, and rushed towards the crazy Taoist above.

The dragon roared, the terrifying sound wave exploded first, and the dragon's claws broke through the air and poked out, buckling towards the Qingsuo sword in the field.

"Zheng ......"

But seeing the sword light rushing into the sky and the dragon groaning, in the face of the blood dragon, the mad Taoist was actually pressed to the ground alive.

Good!

Fangzheng's eyes lit up.

The battle array of the soldiers is really good, the key is that the battle array is together, the heaven and earth qi are all isolated, and it is difficult for real people to cast spells with the help of the power of heaven and earth, even if they can barely do it, the power of the spell will be greatly reduced.

You can only rely on your own ability to resist.

Relatively.

Because the martial arts master is not good at using external forces, he may be able to take advantage of the battle formation of the soldiers.

"Junior, it's too much to deceive!"

was suppressed by the qi and blood dragon, and the Qingsuo sword gradually let out a mournful roar, and the mad Taoist couldn't help roaring:

"It's just a formation, break it for me!"

He opened his mouth and spat out, and a hallway erupted from it, and at first the light was no more than the thickness of his thumb and the size of a bowl.

After a while, it had already turned into a pillar of light, and it rushed forward in a fan shape.

"Be careful!"

Founder low drink:

"It's a cold flame Xuanguang, don't be touched by it, otherwise it will attach to the qi and blood, until it completely burns people to ashes."

"Aang!"

The dragon circled in the field, and the formation of soldiers changed accordingly, and in an instant, the clouds and mist rose, and it actually distorted and rebounded the Xuanguang.

This change made the crazy people scramble.

Well?

Fang was surprised.

How could there be such a change in the formation?

He also consulted Yang Mengbing's method, and the other party did not hide his secrets, but some changes are obviously not simple words that can be described clearly.

"Go!"

The madman avoided his own cold flame Xuanguang and threw an object again, turning into a little cold light and shooting it out in all directions.

"Red Sun Divine Needle!"

Fang Zheng spoke again:

"This thing is refined with the qi of the Nine Heavens Pure Yang, and it explodes when it encounters something, it is indestructible, and it is powerful."

"Don't resist."

"The Red Sun Divine Needle is a one-time magic weapon, and it cannot be withdrawn after being released, and the longer it passes, the weaker its power becomes."

Yang Meng acted in accordance with the law, changing the formation of the soldiers, making the surrounding scenes virtual and real, and avoiding the Red Sun Divine Needle.

"Junior!"

The madman turned around abruptly and looked at Fang Zheng's location, with a look of surprise on his face:

"How do you know these methods?"

Whether it is the cold eye light or the Red Sun Divine Needle, although it is not surprising at the real level, it is not a casual person who knows each other.

Fang Zheng not only knows, but also knows the shortcomings, which is by no means the insight that a rich man in the countryside should have.

"Who the hell are you?" The madman roared in anger:

"Where did it come from?"

"Humph!"

Fang Zheng hummed:

"Your Excellency is too busy to take care of yourself, and you still have the heart to ask Fang Mou's origin?"

"Go!"

He drank in his mouth, and the ghost king beside him negligently disappeared, and cooperated with the Qi and Blood Canglong to launch a fierce attack on the mad Daoist.

was already suppressed, coupled with the fact that the ghost king's virtual and real changes were uncertain, and the speed was like teleportation, the pressure increased sharply.

Qingsuo Jian was slightly negligent, and was smashed more than ten zhang away by Canglong's tail.

"Ahh

The madman who rushed out of the ruins had a hideous expression:

"A group of juniors are bullying people too much, do you really think Song is easy to deceive?"

"Break it for me!"

Before the sound fell, a thunder bead rolled out of his sleeve, dripping and floating in the air, suddenly brightening.

Not good!

Fang Zheng secretly screamed that it was not good, and hurriedly recalled the ghost king.

"Boom!"

The thunder bead exploded, and a silent roar swept in all directions.

This voice cannot be heard by ordinary people, and only those with strong souls can give birth to some sense.

Meanwhile.

A destructive force swept across the field, and the houses on several long streets near the county government in Gu'an County collapsed together.

There are even living creatures, turning into clouds of blood mist and bursting open.

Silent Divine Thunder!

The method of the Luofu Immortal Sect.

"Aang!"

The blood-colored dragon that wrapped Yang Meng looked up to the sky and roared, and the dragon's body was scattered by the explosion, almost nothing.

Hundreds of private soldiers could not withstand the backlash of the battle array and died on the spot.

"Demon Dao!"

Yang Meng gritted his teeth and roared:

"Die!"

She flipped her body and manipulated the private soldiers to change their formations, but she saw smoke surging in the field, and dragons appeared one after another.

Nine Dragons Swallowing Formation!

The nine dragons roared in unison, pounced on the madman, and their power was not weakened in the slightest compared to just now.

"Huh?"

The madman's eyes twitched, and he was secretly surprised:

"The blood of the private soldier who was shocked to death just now did not disperse, but was swallowed up by this soldier's battle array."

"It's ......"

"The means of the Tiger Army!"

It stands to reason that the battle formation of a soldier is composed of people, and it is common sense that people die and the battle is weak.

But some battle formations, or top military masters, can refine the qi and blood of those who died in the battle array.

and even burst into stronger power in a short period of time.

so

The more you kill, the stronger you get!

For nearly a hundred years, the mad Dao people remembered that only the soldiers of the Tiger Ben Army had this ability.

"Aang!"

The Nine Dragons roared and circled, completely suppressing the Qingsuo Sword in an instant.

"Out!"

The madman took a step back and flexed his fingers forward.

"Huh!"

An object appeared out of thin air, rising in the wind, turning from the size of a thumb into a strange banner several feet long in the blink of an eye.

Wind and Cloud Banner!

As soon as this flag came out, it first fixed the surrounding clouds and mist, and then the wind and clouds were agitated, and hurricanes rushed out of it.

"Peng!"

The Ghost King appeared, ignoring the hurricane approaching the Wind and Cloud Banner, and tore it with both hands stretched out towards the flip.

"Good brute."

The madman's eyes jumped:

"Really, when I don't have the means, I can't do it?"

He pinched the seal in his hand, and his body shook slightly, and it was actually divided into three, and three crazy people appeared in the field.

"One gasification and three clearances?"

Fang Zheng was surprised, and then shook his head:

"No!"

"It's not the Heavenly Master's Dao, it's plausible, no wonder you become crazy."

To some extent, the three crazy people above turned out to be true.

In other words, the madman divides his primordial spirit into three parts, and there is no one dominant.

schizophrenia,

How can it be normal?

"Do you know even one gasification and three clearings?" One of the three madmen turned his head, his eyes flashing:

"It seems that it was you who killed Song Ji, since this is the case, you can't be left behind!"

With a wave of his hand, the remaining two mad Dao people, one of them made the Qingsuo Sword, and the other controlled the Fengyun Banner, fighting with the soldiers' battle array and the ghost king.

He dodged and rushed towards Fangzheng.

The reason why crazy people are crazy does have a lot to do with dividing their primordial spirits into three parts.

But.

The three of them are not hostile to each other, and they will cooperate with each other when facing opponents, and the power of the explosion is far greater than that of one person.

this

It is also the fundamental reason why the strength of the mad Dao people surpasses that of ordinary real people.

"Huh!"

The madman flew closer, snapping his fingers.

Spiritual Rhino Finger!

"Peng!"

With the fingertips, the solid ground quietly exploded, and even the thousand calcined steel was no match for the power of a finger.

Fang Zheng retreated, and an altar had already appeared under his feet.

"Ray!"

"Thunder from the sky!"

"Boom!"

Blinding thunder fell from the sky, instantly drowning the madman.

With the blessing of the altar and the constraints of the battle array, he already has the strength to resist real people.

"As I said, this is Gu'an County."

Fang Fang's face was indifferent, and looking at the mad Taoist wrapped in thunder light was like looking at a dead man instead of a real magician:

"Here, even if it is a scattered immortal, Fang can kill if he wants to!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

The madman sneered:

"Just you?"

"It's really good to be able to train thousands of private soldiers and refine ghost kings, but how long do you think they can last?"

"Even if the old man fights for a day and a night, it's no problem, can your private soldiers hold on to the formation for so long? Can you control the ghost king to fight with the old man for a day and a night? ”

"No!"

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly:

"It doesn't have to be that way."

He stepped back again.

The pace seems to be small, but it is more than ten zhang at a time, and after flashing several times, he has already come to the backyard of Fangfu.

Forthwith.

Fang Zheng stomped his foot and shook the ground open, revealing something underneath.

2030 Close-in Defense Gun!

Modified version!

It is an even more terrifying existence than the current 1130 on the aircraft carrier, with an attack range of several kilometers and a rate of fire of more than 20,000 shells per minute.

And because it is a modified version, it is not an armor-piercing bullet that shoots out, but a special high-power blasting projectile.

"Peng!"

Fang Zheng stretched out his hand, and the 2030 close-in defense gun, which weighed more than ten tons, was lifted by him alive and aimed at the madman.

The next moment.

Tongues of terrifying fire appeared in the thick fog.

"Da Da Da ......"

One second.

More than 300 rounds of blasting shells.

Another of the world's most advanced close-in defense cannons, baring its fangs here, rushed at a real magician.

(End of chapter)