The sky is dim, the soul eye is like a lamp, Fu Difang goes all the way, and Wei XVII retreats all the way.

The fight between the two can be described as clumsy, like boxers beating each other, fighting close to each other in every square inch, fists and feet are fast and slow, appearing and disappearing, there is no "fairy spirit" at all, but the danger is far more than the magic weapon flying sword far away from each other.

Every blow opens the mountain and breaks the mountain, tears the void, the power of the soul fills the heaven and earth, the contest of pure strength and speed, there is no trick at all, the fists and feet are not only indestructible weapons, but also the key to repeatedly withstand the impact, Fu Difang has experienced a hundred battles, and is at ease, Wei Seventeen hardly connected the heavy hand of the opponent's right fist, and gradually the skin and flesh opened, the tendons were broken and fractured, and the arms were slightly sluggish, and they were blasted out by a punch and crashed into the cliff.

Fu Difang was unforgiving, following him like a shadow, his right fist drilled out like a poisonous dragon, with a sound, the white light was dazzling, the mountain cliff opened, and the rubble rose one after another, turning into powder, but Wei XVII's body was not seen. His thoughts turned extremely quickly, his hands clenched into fists above his head, and he struck down with a fit, and in an instant, the earth turned into a boiling pot, and the earth and stones in a radius all sank down, and they were rammed by this blow, hard as iron.

Wei Qiqi's soul shook violently, and he was squeezed out of the ground alive, thick blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and the light of the "soul eye" also dimmed by a few points, obviously not lightly injured.

Fu Difang snorted lightly, his shoulders shook slightly, he had rushed behind him, his right fist struck out from bottom to top, Wei Qiqi barely turned sideways, bent his right arm to block, his elbow joint was shattered by a punch, and his body flew into the air involuntarily. With the sound of the wind in his ears, Fu Difang spread his wings, brushed the ground and flew over his head, his eyes showed a fierce light, and the five fingers of his right hand were put together, and they were inserted into his heart.

There is nowhere to borrow strength in the air, Wei Qiqi is not panicked, for him, the void is no different from the ground, but he did not hope that Fu Difang would make a mistake, "Dawn" has two kinds of magical powers, "Breaking Dawn" has two kinds of supernatural powers, "walking in the sky" and "walking on the ground", this can not be hidden from the other party, if he is not bad, Fu Difang's last blow breaks through the limit of heaven and earth, and the ensuing backlash will delay him for a few breaths, what he has to do is to save his life and take the opportunity to escape as far as possible.

He swung out his left fist and hid the mountain and river vitality in the palm of his hand, revealing a short fish mouth between his fingers, which was imperceptible.

To deal with the demon slave who was refined into a "divine soldier" with a yin lock, he tried it in the sword domain, and once broke the "soul eye" under the armpit of Fu Di's right arm, and performed it in one fell swoop, but the situation was critical at the moment, and he could only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and he took a risk.

Fu Difang's right hand stabbed out, and suddenly disappeared from his fingers to his elbows, and between the two, only milky white turbulence swirled. After finishing his work in one battle, this was the life-threatening hand of the earth-shattering, Wei Qiqi's heart jumped, he couldn't see the other party's movements at all, and he felt in a trance that the scythe of death had been placed on the back of his neck, and the blade slashed into the cervical vertebrae, and the chill hit his whole body.

Time seemed to slow down, and Wei Qiqi watched as his left fist struck out, opening and closing the mouth of the Yin Lock Fish, moving forward inch by inch, but he never touched the opponent's arm. Did he avoid it, or did he pass through the Void? When was the last time he was so close to death? Did he put himself in a place of death?

It is said that before a person dies, all the past will flash in front of his eyes, but at this moment, he only feels that his mind is blank and he loses consciousness.

After coming to this world for decades, through ups and downs, step by step, he felt scared for the first time.

The fingertips were less than a few inches away from the other party's heart, Fu Difang frowned, his face changed greatly, and he didn't have time to take his life, he flapped his wings, and his body bounced into the air, disappearing into the dense smoke and dust. Wei Qiqi twisted his body into a twist, threw himself aside with an exaggerated amplitude, and slammed into the void, rushing towards the earth, drowning in the earth and stones, like a drop of water merging into a river, and disappeared in an instant.

At that moment of life and death, at the moment of lightning and fire, he saw Fu Difang's face distorted and deformed, his skin bulging into large bags, merging and separating from each other, and in his body, there seemed to be some kind of viscous liquid, which was trying to break free from the restraints and flow violently.

In the battle of Liantao Mountain, Fu Difang was too big, and was ingested into the innate tripod by Pan Chengnian, and imprisoned his body with the essence of Tianyi decay water, Fu Dialfang relied on the divine soldier Dacheng, sucked the essence of Tianyi decay water into his body, broke out of the tripod, killed Pan Chengnian, and destroyed Liantao Mountain in one fell swoop under anger. However, the essence of Tianyi water is not easy to harvest, once it is leaked out of the body, the world is turned upside down, enough to overwhelm thousands of miles of Kunlun, and Liuru Zhen's body can't bear it, Fu Difang has to dive into the East China Sea, patiently refining it bit by bit, it took decades of time, and it was finally a little effective.

But Wei Seventeen's tenacity was beyond his expectations, under the fight, Fu Difang certainly had the upper hand, but after a long time, the essence of Tianyi Shui locked in his body was turbulent, and there seemed to be a risk of getting out of control, that was his henchman, Fu Difang did not dare to take risks, and immediately abandoned the good situation, turned around and left.

The innate tripod fell into Ruan Jing's hands, there was nothing in the tripod, and then thinking of Fu Difang's abnormal appearance, Wei Qiqi faintly guessed a little bit of the truth, but he still didn't dare to be very sure. A thought flashed in his heart, if Fu Di Fang was subject to the laws of heaven and earth on the outside, and there was the essence of the water on the inside, the power of the black dragon, the demon phoenix and him would be combined, and there might be a chance of victory.

But that's something to think about later, and the immediate need is to escape as soon as possible and heal from the injury.

Thinking of himself, Wei Qiqi groaned in pain, this fight, from head to toe, from the inside out, none of them were intact, even the five "soul eyes" were sluggish, and the power of the soul was intermittent. He didn't dare to continue walking, for fear of an attack on his injury, he would be buried alive in the ground dozens of feet deep, and immediately separated the earth and rocks, rushed out of the ground with all his strength, and lay down on his back to the sky, gasping for breath.

He didn't know where he was, he didn't know where Fu Difang was, his "soul eye" was dim, all his strength was withdrawn, he felt weak, hungry and thirsty.

Reluctantly turned his head and looked around, the shadows of the trees seemed to be in the dense forest, there was a squirming movement in the distance, a pair of yellow and green eyes gradually lit up, Wei Qiqi grinned, is this considered a tiger falling Pingyang being bullied by dogs?

The smell of the beast came to his nose, and the whistling gasp drew nearer and closer, and he reached out and grabbed the neck of a wild wolf, pinched his throat with his five fingers, dragged it to his mouth, opened his mouth and bit it, gurgling and sucking the raw blood.

The warm wolf blood poured into his abdomen, and the warmth surged around his body, and the taste of blood awakened his sleeping memory, making him remember that many years ago, in the Nanhua Valley of Liushi Peak, he lost his human consciousness, his body and mind were snatched by the wild, and he was like a wild beast day and night, and his hair drank blood.

The wolf had already lost his breath, so he cut open the wolf's belly, took out the soft internal organs and brought them to his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and threw them aside.

It was dark in the forest, and it wouldn't be any brighter. Wei Qiqi lay quietly for a moment, slowly got up, stretched out his fingers, drew a fire talisman out of thin air, and the last stroke fell, and the qi of fire poured in from all directions, the flames jumped and jumped, and the light shone on his face, half bright, half dark.

He picked up some dead branches, lit a fire, tore the wolf corpse into several pieces, forked it on the branches, and roasted it on a bonfire until it was half-cooked, and he couldn't wait to send it to his mouth.