The golden fragments were scattered, and under the dazzling golden light, everyone watching the battle was dazzled for a while, and they couldn't see what was happening inside the wall of light.

However, the golden light of the Demon Suppression Mudra soon dimmed, and they could see a blue and black sword and a cold blue flame-like sword gang intersecting in the air, cutting the Demon Suppression Mudra into four parts.

The blue and black knives are cold, and the cold blue knives are burning hot.

They destroyed the Great Mudra of Demon Slaying and continued to move forward, pressing towards the line.

The group shouted, and both palms slapped out one after another, and the golden palms slapped on the two Dao Gang.

But the golden gang palms were cut one after another, and in a very short time, the two dao gangs had already arrived in front of the line.

A group of arms shook, and the golden gang qi swirled around the arms, all of which slammed into the two daogangs.

Boom!

Dao Gang was blasted apart, and the line was shocked and retreated, his left arm and sleeve burned, and his right arm seemed to be covered with a faint layer of blue and black thin ice.

The group that hit the wall of light hurriedly activated the true element in the body, only to make the cold blue flame burn to stop, and let the blue and black thin ice melt.

Everyone looked at the scrambled line, and they were all silent for a while, and the line that originally forced Zhou Fan to collide with him actually fell into disadvantage, this is really ......

"Do you have three kinds of swords?" the group looked at Zhou Fan and asked in a deep voice.

He knew that a martial artist could cultivate a variety of Gang Qi, but there were generally two, and the three Gang Qi were too few.

"It's really just one. Zhou Fan shook his head and said, he didn't lie, the essence was simulated by Wuji Daogang.

Kuaidaogang is inspired by the fast knife technique he has practiced, and it complements each other even better when paired with the fast knife technique.

The two Dao Gangs just now, one is the Ghost Dao Gang, and the other is the Yan Dao Gang, he has integrated the ghost qi and the Yan Yang Qi that he has cultivated into the Dao Gang, and the power of these two Dao Gangs has more than doubled compared to the power of the Kuai Dao Gang.

But it doesn't have the speed and lightness of the fast Daogang, it can be said that it is a completely different Daogang.

"A kind of ......" was silent, he wanted to know how Zhou Fan did it, but asking like this was undoubtedly peeking into the secret of the martial artist, which was very inappropriate, so he didn't ask again.

"Do you want to continue?" Zhou Fan changed the subject.

Zhou Fan's meaning is obvious, if the party has already come out with all the skills, then there is no point in this discussion.

"Of course you have to continue, a line of mages, don't throw in the towel. Zhang Li Xiaohu said nervously: "If you win, I'll invite you to dinner." ”

"Then this meal is quite expensive. Xiong Feixiu sneered.

Of course, Zhang Li Xiaohu's answer can't represent one line, one line looked at Zhou Fan and sighed: "Zhou Shizhu is worthy of being the leader of the A-word class, it seems that ordinary means want to win Zhou Shizhu, it is impossible, I still have a trick, if Zhou Shizhu can resolve it, this time it is the little monk who loses." ”

His face was solemn, he closed his eyes, and a red yellow light flame escaped from his body, and the light flame on his body swayed slightly with the wind, and quickly escaped.

Zhou Fan was a little surprised, was this a spell or a martial art, but he didn't rush to make a move, but waited patiently.

A line of red and yellow light flames spread outward, and did not stop until six feet later, and the eyes of the line were opened, and the moment King Kong was angry, the light flame suddenly condensed into a two-armed light Buddha, he held a vajra in his right hand and a treasure rod in his left hand.

The light Buddha's face was blurred, but the vajra and treasure wand in both hands flowed with dazzling red and yellow flames.

Among the people who watched the battle quietly, Du Ni was shocked and said to himself: "Is this the Fudo Ming King of the Great Buddha Temple?"

"Those who see my body develop bodhicitta and those who hear my name cut off evil and cultivate good, those who hear my Dharma gain great wisdom, and those who know my mind become Buddhas. The line said softly, and the light Buddha condensed by the red and yellow light flame followed his action, and the vajra and the treasure rod condescendingly struck towards Zhou Fan.

In the sound of the whirring wind, Zhou Fan slashed out with several knives.

Among them, there are not only the blue flame flame of the Yan Daogang, the blue and black ghost aura of the ghost Daogang, but also the black thunder arc flashing Thunder Daogang, these three different Daogang collided with the light Buddha's vajra and treasure stick.

Different sounds such as snort, click, and bang sounded, bursts of explosions, black smoke curled up, and the walls of light that enveloped Zhou Fan and his party were all covered by smoke and dust, and Li Worm Niang and they could only faintly see the various different forces in the smoke and dust agitating and colliding.

It wasn't until the smoke and dust were blown away by the wind that they saw that the light Buddha condensed by the red and yellow light flames was still there, and Zhou Fan had retreated to the wall of light, and there was a purple gold shield in front of him to block it.

The vajra and the treasure rod smashed on top of the purple gold shield and had to stop.

And the purple gold shield was condensed by the purple gold gang gas spewed from the tip of the rusty knife.

The vajra and the treasure rod were raised, and the group inside the red yellow light flame said in astonishment, "How many kinds of Gang Qi have you cultivated?"

He had already seen Zhou Fan use five kinds of knives.

"It's just one kind of thing. Zhou Fan chuckled, and the purple gold qi of the rusty knife dissipated, retracted into the rusty knife, and returned to Zhou Fan.

The Purple Gold Blade Gang was created by fusing the Purple Gold Armor, a defensive Blade.

These Dao Gang are extraordinary, and they are all the power he is familiar with and the combination of Gang Qi, and it will not be very difficult to cultivate, what Zhou Xiaomei said made him burst out of inspiration, otherwise he would have to think of Wuji Dao Gang out of thin air, but it is not so easy.

"It's so strong. The group praised again, his brows furrowed slightly, and he urged the Light Buddha to attack again.

His immovable Ming King has not yet been completely formed, and with his current strength, he can't last too long, so he can only fight quickly.

The vajra and the wand fell, like a thunderbolt, and carried the power of the vajra's angry eyes.

Zhou Fan didn't make a hard connection again, he ran around in the narrow space, dodging the attack of the Light Buddha.

"Could it be that Brother Zhou wants to exhaust all his efforts?" said in surprise.

"If you think like this, it's not that simple, there is not much space in the cage formed by a line of spells, and it is simply unrealistic to want to avoid it all the time. Zhang Li Xiaohu said anxiously, he is not sure that the party can win steadily.

Of course, Zhou Fan didn't want to dodge all the time, and he had already taken off the German knife behind his back in a dodge.

Zhou Fan snorted coldly, and the giant knife slashed out, and the golden flying feathers on the giant knife spurted out.

This is not the Storm Feather Spirit, these golden flying feathers are more condensed than the Storm Feather Spirit, more brilliant and gorgeous, the range is larger, and the damage is more terrifying, this is the Feather Feather Gang.

The Light Buddha, which Thunder Dao Gang, Yan Dao Gang, and Ghost Dao Gang could not penetrate, was pierced into a sieve by the golden flying feathers.

The majestic body of the Light Buddha was riddled with holes, turning into tiny red and yellow particles of light and slowly dissipating.

The eyebrows of the group frowned, the light Buddha dissipated, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the ground.

The semi-circular light shield that enveloped the two of them dissipated.

"Are you alright?" Zhou Fan hurriedly asked.

The two were just fighting, and Zhou Fan had no intention of killing a line.

The group watched as he spewed out that mouthful of blood on the ground, thinking that if those penetrating flying feathers had come at him just now, he might have died.

Obviously, Zhou Fan deliberately let Fei Yu avoid him, and now the victory and defeat have been decided, he slowly closed his eyes and said, "It was the little monk who lost." ”