The retreat is a thing that is sometimes really annoying, and it makes people feel that it is too dangerous, so they want to retreat, and they can't let go, and this psychological life is not far from failure.

......

Flutter –

In a short time, a large number of monks withdrew from the battlefield and swept farther away. Of course, in addition to having a way out, it is also out of the consideration of the fisherman's profit.

The crowd temporarily ceased fighting, from a distance.

The most seen, of course, are the top steps, and the three of Fang Junmei are of course even more attractive to everyone.

......

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

A burst of shouts came from Fang Junmei's mouth, blasting opponents away one by one, Ling Zhu's monks at that level, after all, they were a minority.

Fang Junmei's long sword came out in a row, the hidden dragon, the Dao Fire Heart Transmission Seal was bombarded, and the attack was extremely ruthless, although it was a body injury, but it never fell, it was still fierce, and most of the attacks were blocked by one person.

And the reason why it is a blast is of course because I don't want to force the opponent to the point of self-explosion, and I can't use the step to escape, which is destined to mean that if the opponent blows up, it will be difficult for him to run far, even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured.

The Piaoshuang Clan, the old and evil two, are also supernatural and insist on fighting.

The three of them look like they are extremely brave.

......

It's a pity - the other monks who have killed the red eyes have begun to forget their previous concerns, and they are all staring at them like wolves, many of them are anxious, already waiting for them to fall, kill one wave, another wave, and some run away to catch their breath and kill again.

"Brother Fang, Drifting Frost Daoist, if you continue to kill like this, it will be endless, even if you don't die in battle, you will be exhausted to death, why don't we quit first and let others fight first. ”

Cangwu old evil transmitted the message to the two, and the voice roared urgently.

"Jun Mei, what's wrong with you?"

Drifting Frost asked.

When Fang Junmei heard this, his eyes flashed.

......

"No, I don't want to do that, if everyone plans to do that, then it won't be able to play at all, and there must be other meaning in this fight. This magic weapon world is very strange, and if we rely on our own strength to fight for it, there may be some benefits. ”

After a moment, Fang Junmei replied.

This is a very strange thing, usually, such a competition, there should be a time limit, otherwise everyone can drag on indefinitely, but no.

What are the deeper quirks and considerations in this?

From the time he came in, Fang Junmei was thinking about this problem.

"Shall it go on then?"

Cangwu asked again.

Fang Junmei this time, obviously did not intend to expose the boundless prohibition, let alone the Bloody Pill Heart Sword, the two old guys, just watching there.

After a turn of thought, he sank his gaze and said: "No, I have to kill some of these guys, look for an opportunity, kill a few Liwei, and their self-explosion must be solved before they explode." ”

The two of them should be, but their brows furrowed.

It's not a good job, and I don't want to kill people.

But a bold monk like Fang Junmei likes to do this.

......

Rumble!

Another pair of bangs.

An old man was blasted out, accompanied by a strange snort.

Fang Junmei's sword was not a hidden dragon, nor was it a Dao Fire Heart Transmission Seal, but a cross in the hands of the Tyrant Immortal, which blasted into the opponent's body.

The old man immediately felt that his mana was starting to get out of control.

"Death!"

A violent voice came to my ears.

Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed, and when he reached the other party, a sword pierced his head.

......

Piaoshuang's methods are similar to Fang Junmei's, and they are also blasted out by the Tyrant Torturer, and after being hit, it is to make up another move to kill.

Cangwu Old Evil is an ice cultivator, and after the frost magic power freezes the opponent, he also kills.

"Brother Dao spares his life!"

His opponent shouted, Cangwu Old Evil, this old evil thing, of course will not show mercy to his subordinates, break his big hand, and shoot it in the air.

Seeing this, the opponent's eyes were ruthless, and a decisive look appeared in his eyes, and the breath of the Yuan Shen against the current surged.

"I can kill myself too!"

The old evil shouted, and the speed at which the broken hand fell was a little faster.

Bang!

Kill the opponent before he explodes.

......

In the blink of an eye, each of the three of them was cut off.

There were five monks in this group of monks, and after three died, the other two fled quickly, not daring to fight again.

......

"These three guys are going to stand up. ”

In the distant direction, there is a humane, penetrating the minds of the three people.

Immediately, someone snorted coldly, seemingly disdainful, but he didn't dare to kill, and finally calmed down a little.

After calming down, the scruples about the relationship between the other party's Junmei and the old man also came to mind.

Sure enough, from here on, the other monks hesitated a little, how can they have a next time, the next chance, what are they doing with their lives?

There are about 20 steps below.

In a short time, no one came to kill again.

......

"Whew-"

The three of them gasped heavily, and first took out a large handful of pills and swallowed them.

"Who else wants to rob it, get over here and die!"

Fang Jun's eyebrows were blood-red, he raised his sword and roared, with a red-eyed posture, as if he could still fight for ten nights, and the Piaoshuang clan and Cangwu Old Evil also looked at others with fierce eyes like wolves.

No one answered, and his pupils condensed.

The precious rest time that the three of them won, whether someone will kill again, is really not good.

......

Boom –

In other directions, the war continues.

The "First Emperor of the Ages" Ling Zhu, who was also arrogant to the bone, chose the same strategy as Fang Junmei, took a few people, occupied the following ranks, and also began to kill the monks.

The place of the big battle is not far from the three of them.

The three of them were also somewhat worried that there would be a self-explosion there, and they were also on guard.

......

As for the twenty floors in the upper direction, there were also great battles, and the rumbling sound was endless.

Fang Junmei only glanced at it slightly, and then snorted coldly.

The monks who fought in the middle and upper 20 floors were of a good level, but they didn't make him feel threatened yet, but this was the rule, and no matter how strong he was, he couldn't grab it.

......

Little by little, time passed.

Ling Zhu and the others finally repelled this wave of opponents, and successfully killed two, and established their might, and in a short time, no one came to fight with them, so they quickly rested and recovered.

The battle at a lower level began to become more and more intense, and even if you can't kill the opponent, you must seriously injure the opponent and completely withdraw from this competition.

Gradually, monks began to fly, flying towards the road.

......

"Lao Tzu's position, give it back to me!"

At this moment, a ferocious and manic voice came from the depths below.

That Jiu Lie finally withstood the torture of the tyrants, broke the shackles, and came up again.

This beast-like old man, with fierce eyes full of color, stared directly at Fang Junmei and the three of them, and as soon as he rushed up, his body was full of golden light, turning into a round of scorching sun, and came into the sky.

The golden light is dazzling, and it is even more piercing.

Everywhere they passed, all the monks unconsciously closed their eyes, and at the same time felt their consciousness like a pinprick in pain.

Whew-

Nine Spirits rushed to kill.

Fang Jun's brow was cold, and the mana in his body rose and fell like a wave, causing the void to ripple and blast out.

Bang bang –

There is no need to look at it at all, the sound of the other party colliding with the waves of space has betrayed him.

Whew!Whew!

Together, the three of them blasted downwards and attacked.

......

Boom Boom –

There was another huge explosion, and this Jiu Lie was blasted out for the second time, and the golden mangs on his body were gone, and his bones and internal organs were broken, but he didn't die, which was not bad.

Jiulie glanced at the three of them depressedly, and finally accepted the heart of contention.

Even if he has a bit of toughness and determination, he still hasn't retreated, and he has begun to fight with others.

......

War!

War!

War!

On the side of this jet-black sacred mountain, huge flowers of qi waves exploded.

And between the top ones, the winners and losers are always separated first, such as Fang Junmei, Ling Zhu and others, and more monks are trapped in the competition for the middle and lower levels, which lasts and lasts for a long time.

......

One hour, two hours.

The scramble below is endless.

"Brother Fang, help me!"

Qiu Dumu's voice suddenly sounded in Fang Junmei's mind, this old guy finally asked for help, he didn't come with Fang Junmei before, and he probably regretted it.

Fang Jun's eyebrows swept away, and he saw that this old guy, around the twentieth order, was in a bitter battle.

"Brother Dao, forgive me, I can't leave here, I must guard these three orders. ”

Fang Junmei refused coldly.

Qiu Dumu didn't stop because of this, he pleaded again and again, and even promised the immortal jade, but Fang Junmei still ignored it.

......

No matter how long the war is, it will eventually fall.

More and more monks, seriously wounded, began to fly out of the gate.

But there are still more than a dozen spirits, always standing outside the battlefield watching, still waiting for a better opportunity for the fisherman to make a profit, these dozen or so, so far, have hardly been injured.

Someone was already waiting impatiently.

"You dozen guys, when are you going to delay it, don't delay Lao Tzu's advancement!"

On the twenty-fifth step, someone shouted. It is a middle-aged man with Ling Zhu, tall and mighty, with a heroic demeanor.

When the dozen or so people heard this, they only smiled, but they still didn't kill.

......

Fang Junmei was also a little impatient to wait, and couldn't help but pass the message to the people of Bashan Dao.

"Senior, if they don't kill all the time, will we have to wait forever?"

"They can't wait and wait forever. ”

The old man said in a very low tone, he had already seen all these battles.

Fang Junmei was helpless and continued to wait.

......

Time passed little by little.

Of course, the dozen or so monks couldn't really drag it on forever, and finally made a move.

More than a dozen people have watched the battle so far, and they have seen the strength, means, and number of team members of the monks who now occupy the thirtieth floor, and the rest is to pick an opponent to fight.

Whew—

The sound of breaking the sky sounded on all sides, and the war began again.

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