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After breaking through the ghost and god slave swordsmanship, Fang Xing held the Hook Fierce Divine Sword with a relaxed expression. Everything was in his expectation, Liu Mingyang was already his meal, and he would definitely not be able to escape his Wuzhi Mountain. He waved his hand to Fang Laifu, who rushed into the battlefield, and motioned for the other party to withdraw from the mountaintop platform. The big picture has been decided, and the rest of the matter does not need to be interfered with. Someone nearby not only didn't help, but made him get in the way, "You stand down, just have me here." ”

Fang Laifu respectfully bowed and retreated, Fang Xing had already proved his strength with facts, everyone else was just a foil around him in the field, there was no need to get in the way on the field. Before leaving, Fang Laifu glanced curiously at Liu Mingyang—the latter was curled up on a stone in pain like a shrimp in his belly at the moment—and he wondered in his heart how Fang Xing would treat this Liu family leader.

Fang Xing didn't even glance at Liu Mingyang, he shifted his attention to the two Liu family guard leaders who were obviously stunned. Looking at the shocked looks in their eyes, the young man couldn't help but shake his head in his heart. Come to think of it, the guards in his family, such as Fang Liang and the others, are so resolute and brave in battle, even in the face of the weird and fierce Chu Bai, they all swear to die until they die. But why is it that the two members of the Liu family in front of him, who are also the leaders of the family who cultivated on the first day of Tongshen, are so incompetent and unwise?

hesitation, waste of fighters; has no fighting spirit, and will collapse at the slightest touch; Who are these people? Fang Xingxin said: It seems that the reason still appears in Liu Mingyang, it is really 'a soldier and a nest of bears'. What kind of boss brings out what kind of subordinates. Now, the venue has been cleaned up, and the two of them are still in the way between him and Liu Mingyang. It's time to clean up these two people,

Fang Xing smiled with contempt at the noble boy who was curled up on the ground. The trick of the other party pretending to be dead can't hide his pair of spiritual eyes. He knew that Liu Mingyang had other strange tricks that he hadn't used, but he had no fear of this, because he had more hole cards on his body, so he didn't need to worry about Liu Mingyang.

"Finish the small ones first, and then clean up the old ones." Fang Xing said a word in his heart, and then his face turned pale, and he said to the two guards of the Liu family: "Your master can't be counted on for the time being, he still has to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and now he has no time to take care of you." You two better show some courage as psychics! Whether you die a dignified battle or be killed by me in embarrassment, it's all up to you. ”

The voice fell slightly, and without waiting for the other party to respond, Fang Xing jumped up in the air again and rushed straight to the old man in black.

"What a treacherous little ghost!" The old man in black shouted in his heart, and he woke up from the shock caused by the young man's easy breaking of his young master's ghost and god service swordsmanship, and was troubled by the young man's words. But I don't want the other party to be young, but he is a vicious character. took advantage of the free time when he was confused by words, and killed him directly, with the style of a seasoned killer.

In a hurry, the old man in black subconsciously raised the green flame stone shield to resist slightly, and Fang Xing jumped in front of him like a giant eagle, with a mistake in both palms - [Blood Tiger Strangulation Momentum]! Fang Xing clenched his fist and slammed it down.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang. The magic weapon shield in the hands of the old man in black was almost about to fly out of his hand. A huge force rushed into the body of the old man in black with a majestic and mysterious force. The irritable energy pulled the flesh and blood on his body, and the implied thunder energy stung his meridians and acupoints, making his blood flow backwards, and he immediately vomited blood.

As for the strange power, it circled around his body, and nothing happened, and it was re-injected into the green flame stone shield.

The black-clothed old man suddenly felt that the green flame stone shield in his hand was suddenly heavy, and the mental connection between him and the magic weapon was blocked by an invisible force in an instant. The magic weapon in the talisman state couldn't help but stop for half a breath. However, it was this half-breath of air defense that allowed a sharp black light to seize the loopholes in his defense, and then drove straight in.

The Purple Mang's thunder and lightning energy and the Emperor's Purple Yuan aura combined to blast the defense of the old man in black into the middle door. The Fierce Divine Sword held by Fang Xing's other hand seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and stabbed straight into the side chest of the old man in black. Although the Fierce Divine Sword was a trophy that Fang Xingcai had taken from Liu Mingyang, and it had not been refined by his painstaking efforts, with the sharpness of this magic sword itself and the effect of Fang Xing's huge strength, it suddenly penetrated the body of the old man in black, causing cruel and serious injuries in his body.

"Ah......" The old man in black screamed and flew out. Fortunately, at this time, the middle-aged man's Red Flame Spear came to the rescue in time, allowing the old man in black to avoid Fang Xing's next pursuit. In the face of the middle-aged man's fierce attack, Fang Xing didn't care about squandering the purple mang's thunder and lightning energy, and sometimes roared out an innate tiger roar energy from his mouth, and after fighting with the middle-aged man for a few rounds, he pressed the middle-aged man's fierce offensive back.

Looking at the chest of the old man in black again, there was blood running rampantly, and the wound of the Fierce Sword could not be healed, and he was severely injured. And the middle-aged man, after a fierce fight with Fang Xing, had to weakly support the ground with his hands, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he breathed air violently. After a struggle, the two escort commanders were severely depleted.

If that's it, although they are sweating profusely, they can still grit their teeth and persevere. However, here's the thing: the young man across from them had obviously expended more strength than they did, but he still seemed to be alive and well, as if he was full of inexhaustible power. This made the two escort commanders gradually lose the confidence and courage to fight again.

If the will is lost, then there is no fighting spirit. Fang Xing had completely crushed the two guard leaders of the same rank in terms of cultivation, supernatural powers, and mental will. The balance of victory and defeat has completely tilted in favor of Fang Xing. With a cold snort and no rest, Fang Xing flew up again, flapping his palms.

The two guards of the Liu family were about to collect the remaining strength in order to save their lives, but they heard a clear cry from the other side, their fists were roaring and majestic, and the long swords were as brilliant as comets, and their faces were like ashes. This time, Fang Xing still found trouble with the old man in black. The mighty energy collided with the shield, and the fierce sword hit the shield in the middle.

"Boom!" It was as if he had been hit by a 10,000-pound boulder, and the resistance of the old man in black was broken in an instant.

"Bang!" The green flame stone shield shattered in response, and the splashing dark green flames instantly poured the old man in black. The flames possessed the body, blazing, and in the blink of an eye, the black-robed old man turned into a burning man.

"Smack!" Fang Xing kicked up again, and his strength directly used the old man in black as a human flesh stone bomb, and blasted towards the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man just wanted to dodge, but he was caught by Fang Xing's golden eyes, and his body suddenly froze. The old man in black screamed in the air, and when he landed, he almost hit his companion who was stunned by Fang Xing's eyes.

After all, the middle-aged man is also a senior who has entered the realm of Tongshen for many years, and his cultivation is quite solid. At this critical juncture, he narrowly avoided the impact of the old man in black, so that he was not burned by the flames.

The old man in black had his magic weapon destroyed, and his heart was traumatized, Fang Xing was unforgiving, and rushed forward, sideways to dodge the middle-aged man's hateful blow. Stretched out the tiger's claws from bottom to top, and hit the side of the old man in black - [Canghu Swing Tail]! The power of the tiger-shaped seven-potential essence battle technique in the "Innate Tiger Fu True Scripture" was suddenly revealed, completely splitting this martial artist on the first day of the psychic into two halves.

Immediately, Fang Xing kicked the corpse of the old man in black with his foot again, blocking the middle-aged man's sight by the way, and then swung his sword away, slashing the middle-aged man's heavenly spirit. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man was also a ruthless man at a critical juncture. He didn't care if his companion's corpse was preserved, and directly shook the Red Flame Spear and aimed it at Fang Xing's position, blasting out a blow that rushed into the sky.

"Boom!" With a bang, the body of the old man in black was blasted into a rain of blood and flesh by the two huge forces in front and back, and then all the flesh and blood were incinerated by the flames, completely destroying the corpse. A Qi Refiner on the first day of the Psychic no longer exists in the human world......

The fierce sword and the red flame spear met unexpectedly, sword to spear, sword to spear, scuffle together. On one side is a young and vigorous young man, holding the spoils of war that have not been sacrificed with hard work; One side is a middle-aged man who has been trained for a long time, and his beloved magic weapon has been practiced for many years; For a while, the middle-aged man couldn't fight the young man's fierce attack, and the young man couldn't hurt the middle-aged man through the dense gunfire fire, so the battle was so anxious.

Compared with the middle-aged man who was extremely struggling, Fang Xing seemed to be at ease in the confrontation. With the elixir in his chest, he was not afraid of any Qi Refiner of the same level in the same cultivation realm competing for mana. After fighting for two breaths, he saw that he couldn't open the situation, so he took the initiative to retreat, took a few steps back, and looked at the middle-aged man with a relaxed attitude.

didn't directly take the head of the middle-aged man as he wished, Fang Xing didn't care. After all, the Hook Fierce Divine Sword has not been refined by his painstaking sacrifice, and its power is still very limited, and it is not something that cannot be said that it has been resisted by the magic weapon that the middle-aged man has refined with his painstaking efforts. It's just that if he uses the Emperor's Purple Yuan Spiritual Light to hastily refine the Fierce Divine Sword and directly enter the battle, Fang Xing will not be reluctant.

Purely from the perspective of lethality, the Hook Fierce Divine Sword is even more fierce than the Three Yang One Qi Sword that Fang Xing held before. With such an excellent quality magic weapon, Fang Xing is not in a hurry to use it for a while. He has so many means at his disposal that there is no need to waste a good sword in order to deal with an enemy who is not a climate. On the contrary, without the Hook Fierce Sword, it would be easier for him to deal with middle-aged men.

Fang Xing let go of the Fierce Divine Sword in his hand and inserted it into the bluestone foundation of the platform. The magic sword was extremely sharp, and with just a slight force, the blade stood upright through the bluestone foundation. The young man stretched out his free hands, waved his hands slowly, and waved at the middle-aged man. With a look of contempt on his face, he motioned for him to attack.

Showing weakness and provocation, the two moves were taken together, the middle-aged man who was already timid finally couldn't help but have a hint of impatience in his heart, and his strong body rushed over, he wanted to take advantage of Fang Xing's lack of iron to take revenge. The Red Flame Spear flashed with blinding flames in his hand, stabbing towards Fang Xing's chest with a scorching storm. However, he forgot that without Fang Xing with a sword, it was just as terrible!

"It's too late, you should die together!" Fang Xing struck a fist with his bare hand, and the huge fist-type energy suddenly shook out, and the domineering energy was like waves of stormy waves of bombardment, almost blowing out the raging flames on the Red Flame Spear.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to face Fang Xing's edge, and hurriedly rolled to dodge. However, Fang Xing didn't give the middle-aged man any respite to escape at all, and he flew up again after he landed. Facing the spear blade that swung towards him, Fang Xing punched hard, and the edge of the fist hit the body of the Red Flame spear.

The middle-aged man resisted desperately, and the spear turned into a poisonous snake and stung towards Fang Xing's arm, but instead, Fang Xing grabbed the end of the spear, turned around and swept it, and the shadow of the stick in the sky hit him with his head and face. Immediately afterwards, the wind behind the middle-aged man rose sharply, and it turned out that Fang Xing abandoned the spear and flew from behind the side. He dodged the middle-aged man's counterattack, and his body twisted hard in mid-air, and another punch was blasted down.

"Poof...... Burst...... Burst! Although the middle-aged man hurriedly used the Red Flame Spear to block the surging momentum, how could a mere magic weapon block Fang Xing's angry blow? His legs were directly shattered by Fang Xing's momentum, and the blood from the wound was pouring out, and he was immediately seriously injured and vomited blood, and almost fainted in pain. The Red Flame spear fell aside, and the flames on the body of the spear also disappeared, and the aura was dim, and it seemed that it had been injured a lot.

The middle-aged man lost the Red Flame spear, his legs were broken again, and under the severe pain, he had a ruthless attack, struggling to detonate the magic weapon, and wanted to die with Fang Xing, but was punched away by the young man. The opponent's uncontrollable body, like a kite with a broken string, was blasted into the sky, spilling out a large area of essence and blood containing spiritual energy.

Fang Xing's eyes flickered, and the Fierce Divine Sword also flew into the sky, stabbing into the jaw of the middle-aged man, and immediately cut off his head.

Fang Xing shook his arms, and the head of a middle-aged man rumbled in front of Liu Mingyang. After killing two Qi Refiners of the same level in a row and completing the clearance, the young man beckoned disdainfully, as if he was driving away an insignificant fly.

He said, "It's your turn, Liu Mingyang!" ”