"It's now!"

Performing the Earth Movement Technique, Fu Kun appeared behind Fu He without warning.

Fu He didn't seem to feel it, he was still panting heavily, but there was a hint of brightness in his eyes, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Three stacks of fists, three stacks of fists, fists and fists shatter the sky!"

Fu Kun roared in his heart, and said this slightly rhyming sentence very smoothly.

As long as this punch can hit Fu He's head, Fu Kun believes that he will be able to kill him, not to mention that he is a third-layer foundation-building monk, or a ninth-layer foundation-building monk, as long as he is not a physical cultivator, he will also go to the Lord of Yama to report.

Just when Fu Kun felt that his fist mark was about to bombard Fu He, Fu He, who was still panting, suddenly turned his body and met Fu Kun's fist mark with the wooden whip in his hand.

"Oops. ”

Seeing Fu He, who suddenly turned around, Fu Kun only issued these two words in his heart.

Boom! The fist mark shattered, and the wooden whip struck Fu Kun's chest, and Fu Kun flew out upside down, not by the wooden whip, but by himself opening up the distance between himself and Fu He.

Because Mei'er said that this should be a treasure with a wooden whip, so that he should not use physical contact.

Just now, a mysterious power from the wooden whip poured into his body through his chest, all the way to his mind, and now he has not opened up the sea of knowledge, so it is still in his mind.

Mei'er once said to him that there is no one of the most important places in the mind of human beings, especially for monks, a strong monk can lose his heart and not die, but if his mind is destroyed (and later it is the sea of knowledge), it is the same as death.

In Fu Kun's mind, with the intrusion of that mysterious force, it was like a twenty-level typhoon, this force was about to strangle the invisible spirit in Fu Kun's mind, and just when Fu Kun's mind was about to fall apart, the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" suspended in the middle made a circle of golden ripples.

This circle of golden ripples spread out in all directions, as if blowing a twenty-level typhoon in his mind, and when he encountered the golden ripples, he suddenly became calm, and the mysterious power was flattened by this golden ripple, turning into a nourishment, nourishing and strengthening Fu Kun's mind.

Fu Kun, who was originally dizzy because of the confusion in his mind, suddenly felt that the mysterious power turned into nourishment to nourish his spirit, and immediately guessed that it should be the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" that saved him.

Feeling the spirit of thriving, Fu Kun couldn't help but show fiery eyes, staring at Fu He in front of him as if he was staring at a big girl with yellow flowers or something.

Looking at Fu Kun, who was hit by the wooden whip body and stood there without moving, Fu He, who thought that he had won the battle, suddenly found that Fu Kun had returned to normal after a trance, if he had just taken advantage of the situation to pursue, he might have killed Fu Kun, but he also believed in the wooden whip in his hand too much, and he had never missed it since he got it, so that he missed the opportunity this time.

"Come on, come on, keep beating the master. Fu Kun, who tasted the sweetness, was like a masochist, and took the initiative to provoke Fu He.

"Hmph, it seems that you have a lot of secrets!" Fu He snorted coldly, and waved the wooden whip in his hand towards Fu Kun, directly casting a magic technique, wanting to end this battle quickly.

Call!

With the shout, a row of whips turned into long whips and struck Fu Kun.

Don't dare to slack off, don't dare to despise it, Fu Kun found that this side blocked the space around him, so he could only take this trick hard.

"Just let me see how big the gap is between Qi training and foundation building. ”

Hey!

Just when Fu Kun was about to punch hard, he suddenly felt that there was something he seemed to have forgotten, and finally remembered that it was the sword, and if he looked at the sword carefully, all the rust had fallen off.

Although Fu Kun did not refine the half of the scissors, he reached an agreement with the instrument spirit in the scissors, which planted cause and effect, so just now it conveyed an idea to Fu Kun through cause and effect after falling off the rust, so Fu Kun remembered.

"Sword, cut!"

shouted twice in a row, Fu Kun was afraid that it would not understand it, and after Fu Kun finished shouting, the sword that was still on the red copper turned into an afterimage and broke through the air, and instantly appeared in Fu Kun's hand, and the sword body that had faded from the rust had no brilliance, just like a rough and unpolished piece of iron.

Raising his hand and slashing twenty-four swords in a row to defeat the whip shadow, he himself was shocked and spit out a mouthful of blood, but his face was very excited, because just now this half of the scissors were passed to a set of cutting methods, yes, it is a scissor, not a sword!

He also knew that this was the Golden Jiao Scissors, the immortal weapon of the Fengshen period, and it was actually in his hands, although it was only half, it was also an immortal weapon, thinking of this, Fu Kun was so excited that he almost forgot that he was still fighting.

Fu He saw that Fu Kun actually ignored his own existence in the battle, not only ignored but also smirked alone, who was the foundation building and who was the monk who practiced qi, he also found that the sword actually flew into Fu Kun's hand, thinking that this must be a great treasure, and comforted in his heart After killing Fu Kun, these will be his.

Without waiting for him to make a move, Fu Kun, who had already woken up from his excitement, took the initiative to choose to attack.

"Jiaolong is now, the world is changing, and the golden Jiao is swinging its tail!" Fu Kun shouted while holding the golden Jiaojiao scissors that still maintained the sword shape.

The long sword in his hand slashed towards Fu He, and a golden dragon several zhang long suddenly appeared in the air, but the dragon's body was not very condensed, but it was almost transparent.

Even so, an invisible coercion still pressed towards Fu He, except for Fu Kun, all the demon beasts in Kunwu Mountain felt a boundless divine might, and the imprint from the depths of the soul and blood made these demon beasts tremble and prostrate on the ground, with their heads facing the direction of Fu Kun.

Rumble!

The golden tail slapped down towards the Fu River, like a small mountain, and the Fu River was like a boat swaying in the wind below.

However, Fu He was a third-layer cultivator in the end, even if he was very frightened in his heart, looking at his body like a divine dragon in the air, he almost knelt on the ground, and finally his desire for life still overcame this fear.

Kankan dodged the blow, and the golden tail grazed his body and slapped it on the ground, and the ground shook suddenly, and a large pit several feet deep appeared on the ground.

"It's pretty fast. Fu Kun saw that he didn't take down Fu He with one blow, and he had to admire it in his heart.

At this time, Fu He had already lost his mind, although the treasures of the divine weapons were good, he had to take them, but Fu Kun would not give him a chance to escape, so he made another move directly.

"Take me one more shot. ”

"The golden Jiao is out, the ghosts and gods are crying!" I saw Fu Kun throw the long sword in his hand into the air, and the long sword turned into the shape of half a pair of scissors, and then turned into a golden god Jiao.

However, the aura of this divine Jiao is very weak, probably related to Fu Kun's cultivation, or related to the half of the scissors, after all, it has just been repaired a little.

"Wrapping up words!"

After Fu Kun recited another mantra, a golden dragon several zhang long appeared above Fu He's head, and he was about to jump up and escape from the valley, and he suddenly felt extremely difficult to move, as if he was entangled in his body by a python.

"Twisted Word!"

Seeing that the action was like Fu He trapped in the quagmire, Fu Kun stretched out his hand and pointed to the dragon in the sky and recited a mantra, these are all passed on to him by Jin Jiao Scissors, this time to help him against the enemy, let him continue to look for pure gold to repair his body.

As soon as the twisted word came out, the dragon in the sky continued to tighten its body, and Fu He below was about to break free from the force that was entangled just now, but suddenly he felt a huge force acting on his body, as if he was about to crush his body, and his internal organs were almost spit out of his body.

Fu Kun flashed in front of Fu He, didn't say anything, clenched his fists into a seal, and the blurred figure appeared behind him, unlike last time, although the figure that appeared this time was also unable to see the outline, it had more eyes.

With the formation of Fu Kun's fist mark, the eyes behind him were looking at Fu He coldly and ruthlessly, as if everything in front of him in these eyes was an ant.

Looking at the figure behind Fu Kun, looking at the pair of eyes without any emotion, and feeling the scorching temperature on Fu Kun's fist, Fu He finally smelled the breath of death.

He wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but he couldn't open his mouth anymore, he tried his best to block Fu Kun's fist marks with a wooden whip, but he reluctantly raised the wooden whip in front of him.

Boom!

Fu Kun's fist marks shattered his chest and pierced his heart, leaving a large hole in his body.

The golden divine dragon in the air disappeared, and the long sword that had been transformed into the previous one was inserted at Fu Kun's feet, and only this appearance would not attract attention.

All the power in Fu He's body disappeared, and he wanted to look down at his chest, but he couldn't, and knelt down in front of Fu Kun.