With that, he raised the bell in his hand again, and this time it was not a soft ring, but a piercing loud sound, as if someone was ringing a large bell next to his ear.

And in front of Fang Ling's eyes, he saw that Han Juzheng's body was flooded with the qi of gold and stone, just like an entity, as soon as he jumped up, he flew towards Fang Ling, because the qi of heaven and earth outside his body was too strong, the blue bricks on the ground were scattered and burst as if they had been shocked by a knife.

Fang Ling secretly took a cool breath and hurriedly stuffed the Tranquility Pill hidden in his sleeve into his mouth.

This stuffed into his mouth, and his consciousness suddenly came to his senses, and Fang Ling saw that Han Ju was really flying towards him, but the direction he came from was not straight, but flying to the other side.

If he was really misled by the illusion, then in order to avoid the attack in the illusion, he would immediately dodge to the sides, and if it was to the left, it would happen to be heading straight towards Han Juzheng, which was equivalent to throwing himself into the net.

There is only one Tranquility Pill, and I don't know how strong the medicine is, so now is the only chance to kill Han Juzheng!

"Marten!"

Fang Ling let out a loud shout, and when Xiao Mink saw that he was taking the Concentration Pill, he already understood it, and opened his mouth to spit out a large bunch of seeds, but this kind of seed was not shooting towards Han Juzheng, but towards Fang Ling's location.

As soon as the seeds fell to the ground, a large white grass grew between Fang Ling and Han Juzheng, and under the leaves of the grass were suspended small fruits the size of pine cones, and the color of the small fruits quickly turned from white to yellow, and then they left the leaves and floated.

This is the burst grass, and its fruit rises in the wind, and when two meet each other, a powerful explosion occurs.

Seeing the little mink growing branches again, Han Juzheng was not only annoyed, but also worried, no matter what the purpose of these fruits was, of course they couldn't hurt themselves, but if Fang Ling rushed towards this side in order to avoid his illusionary self, wouldn't he be affected by these plants? If that's the case, it is likely that the blood volume of the body will flow out a lot, if it is waiting for the blood sacrifice, the blood volume is not enough, it will be a big problem.

Therefore, Han Juzheng didn't even think about it, with a wave of his big sleeves, a stream of cold sword qi flew in, however, before the sword qi arrived, the fruit had already been blown together by the sound of the wind, and suddenly there was a rumbling explosion.

The ground was blown out of large craters one after another, and rubble was splashed all over the place, Han Juzheng didn't expect this plant to explode with such power, and at the same time, Fang Ling's screams came from his ears.

Han Juzheng secretly said that it was not good, he suddenly waved his sleeve robe, and dispersed the momentum of the explosion, and at the same time, he jumped up, passing through the group of explosive grass, and saw Fang Ling's blood-stained bow body standing, his steps were vain, and he seemed to be a little unstable even standing up, and at the same time, the knife in his hand also loosened and fell towards the ground.

In Han Juzheng's opinion, it was obvious that this young man was affected by the explosion, and he was not lightly injured, coupled with his own attack just now, this young man was not far from death, he threw himself towards the young man with a sneer, and said with a smile: "Young man, you have to hold on, don't die here, it's not too late for me to throw you into the instrument ding!"

Seeing that Han Ju was only four or five zhang away from Fang Ling, Fang Ling's chaotic eyes suddenly lit up, and he kicked out the war knife that had not yet landed.

In an instant, the war knife went straight to Han Juzheng with a whistling sound, and its speed was as fast as a ghost radio bolt.