Chapter 958:-for-tat
In the face of the three distracted mid-stage monks, Fang Yan didn't think of arguing or even fighting, but the situation in front of him was incomprehensible, and the other party had already blasted out the killing method, and a fierce aura attacked him.
Sensing that although the other party's power is strong, it is not outrageous, obviously if it is not his strength, he has a contempt in his heart, at this moment, this Qiu Lanzi did not urge a great means, think about the monk surnamed Feng who was almost tortured and killed by him, and then think about the place he is in now, in an instant, the dialect can predict that the other party is the latter situation.
The other party has such a thought, Fang Yan was secretly happy in his heart, but his expression did not change at all, and he sent a divine sense to the Hu Dao people, and did not immediately urge the star burial robe, but only urged the exercises to meet it, and the Douhuang slash was mixed with several spiritual thunders, and bombarded the other party, but the power that had shrouded him before happened to become the target of the five elements spiritual thunder.
In the past, in the face of many monks who are not as good as themselves, dialects have the habit of fighting rabbits with lions, and even more so in the face of distractions that surpass their own mid-stage monks, if they don't do it, they must be ruthless, and they must be ruthless, and they hold a thought, and they will kill each other quickly, and it will take great luck to kill the other party, but even if they fight for their own losses, they must make this monk feel the damage of heartache in a very short time, otherwise it is not a good thing to fall into a stalemate, not to mention that there are two same mid-stage distraction monks over there, even if the three coerced early distraction monks may not be willing in their hearts, it is difficult to say that they will not attack themselves because of the oath of the demonsγ
In an instant, this mid-stage distraction monk Qiu Lanzi's expression moved slightly, as if he didn't expect that the little distraction junior who was shrouded by his own power would burst out with such a powerful bombardment method, and actually blasted his shrouded power open a gap in one fell swoop, and some annoyed and angry moved a little faster in his hand, and instantly closed the gap again, and at the same time shouted: "If you want to escape, it's not so easy, but you have some strength, just to accompany me to play tricks." β
The coldness in his words was fully revealed, and Fang Yan even saw a strange look on the corner of Qiu Lanzi's mouth, as if he was joking at a plaything.
In just one face, Fang Yan also found that this distraction mid-stage cultivator was a little stronger than the one he had killed before, and the one who was repelled by himself later, and his heart tightened a little, but when he heard the escape mentioned in the other party's words, Fang Yan shook his head slightly in his heart, if he wanted to leave, he had already escaped in an instant, where would the other party close that power again, Fang Yan wanted more than this.
Without a pause, Fang Yan shouted in his mouth, and urged the Dou Huang to slash and kill again.
This time there was no condensation of spiritual thunder, and in the eyes of the distracted mid-stage monk Qiu Lanzi, it was like a dialect resigned to his fate, and he stopped breaking through his own power shroud, and at this moment it was just a trapped beast that was still fighting, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed again.
Because the flying sword and other attack magic weapons were suppressed by the unknown forces around them, neither Fang Yan nor that Qiu Lanzi urged the attack magic weapons, and the two of them just urged their respective exercises and methods to fight together, and in a few breaths, there were no less than hundreds of bombardments rumbling out.
The fierce fight was raging here, but the other two distracted mid-stage monks over there showed a little impatience, and the monk who spoke earlier spoke up again: "Qiu Lanzi, put away your set, hurry up and take care of him, don't procrastinate, I want to play and leave here before I talk about it." β
Before his voice fell, he heard a miserable cry, but it was not as he said in his heart, it was the scream of the early stage of distraction, but the scream of their companion, Qiu Lanzi, the middle stage of distraction, well, not only two middle stage of distraction monks, but the three early stage of distraction monks who were coerced by them couldn't help but turn their divine sense on the two people who were still fighting fiercely.
I only saw that Qiu Lanzi's aura was disordered, and then he showed a more cruel look, the two mid-stage distraction monks here are very familiar with Qiu Lanzi, just looking at this expression, you know that Qiu Lanzi is no longer playing, but really angry, just a distraction early stage monk actually made Qiu Lanzi really angry? The two of them glanced at each other, but they didn't know what the early stage of distraction had done, but they both knew what the result would be if Qiu Lanzi was really angry, many years ago, when a seventh-order demon beast injured a slightly careless Qiu Lanzi, he had this expression, and in the end, he was stunned and spent a hundred days of effort, after banning the demon beast from cultivating for skill, he slashed and killed with a knife, watching the demon beast that couldn't kill itself in front of his eyes and wailed for a hundred days.
For Qiu Lanzi's hobby, the two of them were very puzzled at first, where was this monk's method, but later they knew that before stepping into the cultivation realm, this Qiu Lanzi was a dungeon executioner, they knew that this was simply the habit left at the beginning, and even had penetrated into the bone marrow and soul, even to the distraction, and even because of the means, it was much worse.
Shaking his head, the two of them no longer cared about Qiu Lanzi over there, they just wanted to persuade each other, and they also had to wait for him to vent the anger in his heart, otherwise the Heavenly King Lao Tzu would not succeed, and the two mid-stage distraction monks who turned around saw that the three distraction early stage monks were still looking over there, and immediately shouted: "Don't stop, you three continue to urge the mana, and if you break it as soon as possible, you can get your own reward as soon as possible." β
"Yes. When the three of them heard this, they immediately bowed their heads and answered, and then one after another mana flashed again, and slowly walked towards the platform, and the distracted mid-stage monk also started his movements again, but they didn't see a little coldness on Fang Yan's face.
"Congratulations, boy, you've provoked my anger, but just one trick is not enough. Reaching out and touching his shoulder, there was a wound on it that was healing, and the distracted mid-stage monk Qiu Lanzi said slowly to Fang Yan, seemingly calming down, but like a volcano about to erupt, the majestic anger could burst out at any time, destroying everything around him, and the body of the Feng surnamed Yuanying who was still on his side was shocked by this momentum, and even forgot to call for help to Fang Yan again, but he was trembling all over, and he was extremely panicked.
In the several bombardments of the dialect just now, the dialect who found the opportunity urged the killing blade containing his own will, the power of the Dao technique, and the sneak attack, and sure enough, it achieved the desired effect, injuring this somewhat careless distracted mid-stage monk with one move, but the killing is still weaker, if it is the Great Wu Sword Formation, the dialect is confident that the opponent will be seriously injured with one blow, but that's it, the dialect is not dissatisfied, but he didn't expect such a blow to kill, but it aroused the ferocity of this Qiu Lanzi.
Qiu Lanzi became ferocious, but he didn't know what Fang Yan had experienced, he had a fight with the Blood Emperor in the Xuanlan Domain, that is, he escaped all the way, which was also beyond the reach of others, and he didn't know how much he had dealt with the distraction mid-stage monk, and he fought more than once or twice, not long ago, he also personally killed a distraction mid-stage monk, and at this moment, the body of the distraction mid-stage monk was still on the dialect and did not deal with it, and now, he was still safe and even cultivated to a dialect with higher and higher strength, how could he be deterred by a few words.
Sure enough, hearing Qiu Lanzi's ruthless words, Fang Yan just smiled coldly, and then said: "Could it be that your skills are all in your mouth?" This is still the first sentence of Fang Yan towards this Qiu Lanzi, but it is not polite at all, let alone a begging tone for mercy.
"Okay, good, haha, junior is arrogant, I don't know how thick the sky is, if I don't peel you off and cramp today, it will be difficult to dispel the anger in my heart. After Qiu Lanzi let out a wild shout, his hand flashed again and again, and a giant sword phantom flashed out, slashing straight at the dialect Douhuang.
In an instant, Fang Yan sensed the power of this phantom giant sword, no less than his own Dawu Sword Array, not relying on magic weapons, just exercises, it has such power, Fang Yan immediately looked down on this distracted mid-stage monk, but if it was just like this, it would be able to slash the Douhuang of the dialect away, and it seemed that it was difficult to get the dialect.