Nezha didn't expect that the strength of these sergeants was not very good, but there were still a lot of small tricks, simple and practical, and he also raised his vigilance at the moment, and let the big words out, if he was planted here today, it would be a joke.

Nezha also understands that he used to compete with others, all of them were in the nature of competition, no one sacrificed his life to fight, and when it came to combat experience, he was definitely not as good as the immortal in front of him.

This also aroused Nezha's greater interest, and if he has any tricks, he can show them to his heart's content!

Nezha asked Fang Ming to breathe a little, and let out a low voice, "Look at the fight!"

The figure flashed and disappeared into the air, and the next moment, Fang Ming's left rear appeared, and the long halberd was pulled and cut towards Fang Ming's neck.

"So fast!"

Thousands of people watched Nezha's body move out of a distance of more than 100 miles, and they couldn't help but be surprised, this is still watching calmly from the side, and they can barely see Nezha's movements.

This time, Fang Ming still laid out the maze, but Nezha was prepared, and as soon as his divine sense was shocked, he saw through Fang Ming's specific location, and the halberd was exactly the same, hitting Fang Ming.

Fang Ming wasn't thinking about attacking or anything this time, he was all focused on defense, as soon as he found that Nezha had disappeared from in front of him, his divine sense only had time to catch Nezha attacking on the left side, and with a turn of his feet, the round shield knocked outward, and he was about to open the long halberd that had just come in, and he was scared into a cold sweat.

Ma Dan, it turns out that he is still the most unlucky!

How did these three sons practice, their strength was surprisingly great, and their speed was surprisingly fast, how could they fight!

A thick fog rose beside Fang Ming, and the two immortal thunders exploded.

Nezha took a step back, these two thunders exploded a little inexplicably, bluffing?

Nezha saw that Fang Ming had blessed himself with multiple formations, and there were also a lot of immortal thunders around him, and within a radius of thousands of miles, it instantly became foggy and in crisis.

"Good!"

"This formation speed is good, Fang Ming is using all his strength!"

The monks around all cheered for Fang Ming in unison, and they all looked at Nezha to see if he was attacking with his physical divine power, or if he was attacking with immortal methods.

As soon as Mu Zha saw Nezha's expression, he knew that Nezha had also taken it seriously, and he began to use his true skills.

Mu Zha and Nezha competed, although there was no winner or loser, but Mu Zha knew that it was his younger brother who gave himself face, and he did not use all his strength, and Mu Zha had no bottom in his heart about how strong Nezha's strength was.

Nezha took a light breath and shouted, "Be careful!"

The halberd unfurled, and slashed diagonally into the mist of the formation.

No matter how you trace the dark thunder, I will break it by myself.

Fang Ming lived in a corner of the formation, manipulating the formation to intercept Nezha, as soon as the halberd entered the big array, Fang Ming was a little frightened, the sense of power carried by this halberd was even more obvious, Fang Ming knew that if he touched this halberd again, his arm might not be able to be saved.

The wind suddenly blew in front of Nezha, and several hidden thunders drifted in front of Nezha with the wind, and before they exploded, the halberd in Nezha's hand was lightly picked, and several hidden thunders were picked out of the formation and flew far into the sky.

The flames rose out of thin air from the front, and with the help of the wind, they came towards Nezha.

The halberd in Nezha's hand suddenly drew a circle, and countless wind flames were instantly compressed by the power of this halberd, and a gap appeared in the array in an instant.

Nezha's consciousness was opened, analyzing the formation context, and shouted: "I found you!"

The halberd shook, and the compressed wind flames roared towards Fang Ming in the corner of the formation, and Nezha's halberd stood up and slashed over.

Fang Ming deployed dozens of immortal thunderbolts in a row, blocking in front of the flame bomb and preventing Nezha from getting close, and with a turn of formation, he dodged to the side.

In the flames in the sky, Fang Ming had not yet gained a firm foothold, standing in position, and suddenly found that he had lost the trace of Nezha in his divine sense, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and subconsciously slashed out the battle axe in his hand in front of him.

The sharp and cold halberd poked out from front of Fang Ming and pointed at his façade.

With his rich experience, Fang Ming judged the direction of Nezha's attack, and the axe slashed at the crescent moon of the long halberd, smashing the long halberd open, and his body took a step back.

The battle axe swung back, and blocked the tip of the halberd spear stabbed from behind, the powerful force made Fang Ming's right hand a little numb, but there was no time to recuperate, Nezha's halberd was haunted by Fang Ming's side, and it kept appearing.

Fang Ming's left shield and right axe, constantly rotating back and forth, left and right, struggling to intercept Nezha's halberd attack, no longer able to manipulate the formation.

As soon as the formation lost control, the monks around saw the clue and were all startled.

How long has it been since the third prince entered the formation, has there been half an hour? Fang Ming has been caught on his heels, and he has been beaten so that he doesn't even have the free time to control the formation?

Thousands of monks probed their divine senses into the fog, and sure enough, Fang Ming was grabbed and beaten by the third son.

Nezha lightly spun around Fang Ming, but the halberd was like a poisonous snake, both fierce and ruthless, every attack made Fang Ming extremely uncomfortable, and he needed to devote himself to it to barely block it.

When thousands of monks saw the mana rising from Fang Ming's body, they all knew that he had given all his strength, and he was still very reluctant to resist the attack of that halberd.

Looking at the dancing trajectory of the halberd and feeling the power carried by the halberd, everyone substituted themselves into Fang Ming, imagining that they were Fang Ming, how to deal with the attack of this halberd.

For just a moment, all the monks shook their heads with pale faces, unable to resist!

The third son's halberd is too powerful!

Everyone is a veteran of the old war, and as soon as the connoisseur stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

The strength of Nezha, the third son, is obviously higher than Fang Ming, looking at the strength of the halberd, looking at the easy position of the third son, and looking at the control of the rhythm of the third son, they are all far higher than Fang Ming.

Moreover, it was obvious that although the third prince said that his halberd was a spirit treasure and took advantage, after fighting for so long, he had not used the magical effect of the spirit treasure at all, and just with the basic characteristics of the halberd, he had already suppressed Fang Ming in all directions.

Fang Ming, he is really the most unlucky!

Thousands of heavenly immortals all felt that they couldn't defeat Nezha, and their eyes looked at the dozens of true immortals around them.

The true immortals who were in the spotlight rolled their eyes, and they didn't pay attention to these expectations at all.

Would a fool deliberately suppress the happy third son who was playing?

You are a true immortal who won a newly promoted heavenly fairy egg, are you very proud and have a lot of face?

If you lose, it's really a big shame, such a stupid thing, whoever likes to do it, don't call me anyway.

Nezha besieged for a while, feeling that the pressure was too tight, so that this immortal did not have time to engage in his small movements, and it was a pity that he slightly slowed down the speed of the halberd in his hand at the moment.

Fang Ming instantly felt that the pressure was reducing, and he didn't think about it at all, after a shield crashed into the terrifying halberd, four immortal thunders suddenly exploded beside him.

Although this fairy thunder is powerful, it can't threaten Nezha's life, but it's not worth blowing up a piece of clothing!

Nezha turned his body around, left Fang Ming's side, and looked at it curiously, this Fang Ming was in the center of the explosion of the four immortal thunders, and there was nothing going on.

This fairy thunder is playing slippery!

Fang Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the third prince leave his side, the pressure just now was too great, and in a moment, his Yuan Shen would not be able to keep up with the judgment of dealing with such a high-speed battle, and he would be broken through his last defensive circle by that terrifying halberd.

Fang Ming knew that the power of his thunder method was not great, but no one would like to be blown up by thunder, and when he encountered an immortal thunder explosion, he would subconsciously dodge it first, and sure enough, the third prince pushed it out.

Fang Ming had no intention of winning the third son, he just wanted to survive a stick of incense.

As soon as he saw the third prince leave his side, Fang Ming let out a loud shout, waved his hands sharply, and almost instantly, a heavenly thunder array was laid down in a hundred miles around his body, a burst of mist dispersed, covering the heavenly thunder array, the formation slowly rotated, and the heavenly thunder flickered, becoming elusive.

Nezha is a little dumbfounded, Nima, it's really brilliant to give a little yangguan!

This Fang Ming looks like three big and five thick, and he is the left shield and the right axe, looking at it is a fierce man who is charging into battle, it is your duty to go straight and rush to kill bravely!

Why is playing with turtle shells so skillful?

The thousands of monks around them all burst out laughing when they saw the dumbfounded Third Son.