Ouyang Lei was naturally well aware of the situation in front of him, he knew that if he continued like this, he would inevitably consume a lot of energy, and Fang Xing, the little monk, would have a lot of time. At that time, I am afraid that I will be overturned by Fang Xing.

In this case, Ouyang Lei naturally can't allow it, Kunlun Academy is the highest dream for every martial artist. The door of his dream appeared in front of him, opening a crack, and if he couldn't catch it, he would definitely regret it for life.

As soon as he thought of this, Ouyang Lei's moves suddenly changed, there was no whistling stick shadow in the sky, no more cold and domineering wind howling, the stick seemed to become very slow, and every move and style were extremely clear, in the eyes of the audience, this didn't seem to be a competition, just like a trick training for fellow disciples. However, the real people of insight can find that the strong muscles on Ouyang Lei's body are no longer surging and bulging like a heartbeat, but like water waves, carrying out a unique peristalsis, shiny skin, and full of powerful beauty.

This is completely different from the flow of the flesh waves of the little Maitreya Fangxing Maitreya Baoxiangfa, it is a big fat meat shake, layer by layer, it seems that his delicate and lovely appearance will not make people feel greasy, but it is definitely not good-looking, it can only be said to be chic and unique.

However, Ouyang Lei's muscle rhythm is a real dance of power, representing the control of every flesh and bone in the body.

At this time, Ouyang Lei changed the Great Thunder Sound Demon Stick Method from rigid to soft, from external to adduction, it seems that the momentum is not as fierce as before, so stylish, but the strength is more condensed and accumulated. If the stick power that Ouyang Lei set off before was a wave, then it is a rock now, and if the demon thunder that erupts at a point is black powder, it is TNT now.

Seeing this scene, Meng Bai knew that Fang Xing was in some danger. He had to make a change, or he would probably be shattered in a few moves.

Sure enough, at the first moment, Fang Xing's complexion changed drastically, becoming condensed, and there was also the sound of bone joints exploding in his body, strengthening his strength, and tentatively swinging his knife again to catch a move. This time, Fang Xing didn't keep it anymore, and the gravity ability of the Yuan Magnetic Divine Sword manifested out, like a ring, and it was set on Ouyang Lei's body.

"Bang-"

The ring of gravity condensed the void, wanting to completely imprison Ouyang Lei, however, at this moment, Ouyang Lei's divine power was one, and his whole body was full of strength condensation, and the momentum was round, and there was no weakness, just like a big iron ball rolling down from a high place, his body hit forward, and the void rippled a few ripples, and then the entire ring of gravity actually manifested and exploded.

The ability of the Yuan Magnetic Divine Knife was solved.

It's not that the Yuan Magnetic Divine Knife ability has become weaker, but this is the ability that Fang Xing can control freely. If it is the real divine power of the Yuan Magnetic Divine Sword, it is indistinguishable, and even he has to be trapped in it.

Ouyang Lei broke through the ring of gravity strongly, and when he opened his mouth, he roared all his life, "Roar-", like a dragon, shaking the void, rippling, accompanied by it, his long stick spun in the air, and then stabbed forward like a gun. That speed, it seemed to be slow, but it was extremely accurate, and it was on the tip of Fang Xingyuan's magnetic divine knife.

The knives and sticks intersected, the sound was very small, and the long stick was cut into the Yuan Magnetic Divine Knife for the first time, and a knife mark appeared.

However, this is not because Fang Xing has the upper hand, on the contrary, Ouyang Lei is dominating the situation, the long stick is damaged, it is purely a reaction force, and the Yuan Magnetic Divine Knife is a king divine weapon, and the edge is too strong.

In Fang Xing's mind, it seemed that a thunder god appeared, roaring loudly, making his divine soul shake, a little chaotic, a little sluggish. Compared to this thunder sound, the roar of the dragon elephant is really nothing.

And this thunder sound did not just explode in Fang Xing's mind, more precisely, it exploded in every part of his body, all over his body, unconsciously, his whole body was going to bulge, and his qi and blood were tumbling and surging, as if he was about to explode.

Under the blow, Fang Xing was shocked and flew out, and after landing, he still couldn't stop taking a few steps back.

"Hum—"

On the last step, the bluestone under Fang Xing's feet exploded, like a ring exploded, the gravel was like fog, and the smoke and dust were billowing. Vaguely, there is a Buddhist sound Sanskrit singing, accompanied by the explosion of muscles, bones and flesh.

Sumeru Mountain Palm!

This Buddhism is a master, at this moment, Fang Xing has to show it to suppress the mutation of the body, otherwise, even if the body does not explode, it will be five labors and seven injuries, and his strength will be greatly damaged.

Sumeru Mountain's palm is dark, the soul is contemplating, a statue stands up to the sky and the earth, huge, as if the mountain that supports the whole world appears, and it is in harmony with its own body, and its power is adducted, not only its own mutation has come to an abrupt end, but even the remnants of the demon thunder energy in the body that were blasted into by Ouyang Lei have also been collected and condensed, and the temporary convergence has become a whole.

"Suppress Daqian!"

Mount Meru takes the first sacred mountain of the Dharma Buddhism, Mount Meru, surrounded by three thousand worlds, and a shake of Mount Meru, the surrounding world is the end of the world, so its first meaning is heavy and stable.

At this time, Fang Xing turned the Sumeru Mountain palm into the knife technique, and his body twisted and twisted, and he slashed out. The gravity ability of the Yuan Magnetic Divine Knife also followed, but it was not released, but condensed and above the blade, that is, time, the fast knife that was originally as light as a feather became a heavy knife that covered everything.

It just so happened that Ouyang Lei chased after him, and another stick came to kill, silently, but it seemed to condense the void of heaven and earth. People who are not strong enough in their spiritual will, when they see this stick coming, I am afraid that there is nothing else in their horizon except for a little bit of the stick, and it is all filled with it.

"Bang-"

This time, it was an earth-shattering explosion, and the air waves rolled, almost becoming a tornado storm, rising up. Ouyang Lei and Fang Xing were both shocked and retreated.

Amazingly, Fang Xing did not suffer a loss, not only did he not suffer a loss, but also had the upper hand, he only took three steps back, and then he steadied and stood steadily, but the flesh was still rolling and swaying all over his body, and his clothes were hunting, obviously there was still residual strength in his body. And Ouyang Lei flew upside down all the way, and when he was close to the edge of the ring, he roared, swept down the long stick, and hit the ground, before he stopped and was not directly knocked into the ring.

This scene really surprised the audience, and the sound of gasping was endless.

You must know that Fang Xing's true qi cultivation is slightly inferior to Ouyang Lei, and the Yuan Magnetic Divine Knife is a light and spiritual knife, which does not look as strong as Ouyang Lei's long stick, but this situation occurs, which can only show that Fang Xing, a little monk, is still above Ouyang Lei.

"It's really unseemly, and the sea is incomprehensible!"

"That's right, it seems that this little monk is likely to succeed in counterattacking!"

......

Under the ring, one by one exclamations sounded, and they all began to support Fang Xing. There's no way, watching the game, it's the same, what's the point of always being strong and weak, this kind of thing is what the spectators like the most. Unless, the target of the counterattack is their friend.

"Kill—"

Fang Xing roared at this time, it was the roar of the demon subduing lion.

He is running under his feet, the Yuan Magnetic Divine Knife is pointing obliquely at the sky, the sword is clear, piercing the sky and cracking clouds, the clothes are hunting and fluttering, the feet are heavy, the sound is pounding, the rhythm is like the beating of the heart, just looking at the pace, listening a little carefully, I feel bored in my heart, as if I want to breathe!

And before that, Fang Xing even used his unique secret weapon mastery - the Eighteen Arhats Demon Suppression Hand! On his left hand, the rosary was shattered and burst out, like a rain of flowers in the sky, shrouding down towards Ouyang Lei.

Before Ouyang Lei's foothold was stable, the hidden weapon flew first, and the momentum sank vigorously, like a strong bow and crossbow, covering the key points around his body. He was not afraid, his complexion did not change at all, he turned around, the stick dance was round, and the waves of the void air surged instantly, forming a wind swirl, like an iron wall of copper coins, protecting his body.

"Poof, poof, poof、......"

A dull roar sounded, broken or fell, and all the eighteen rosary secret weapons were instantaneous, even those seven with special strength, and they were no exception. Because, this is all-round protection, 360 degrees without dead ends, there is no gap for the opponent to insert, only hard breaking!

However, at this moment when Ouyang Lei blocked the hidden weapon, Fang Xing had already killed it strongly.

Helpless, Ouyang Lei could only forcibly change his moves, overturning the river and turning the mountain in one go, picking out the long stick, and facing Fang Xingyuan's magnetic divine sword.

"Cangchang—"

Fang Xingyuan's magnetic divine knife slashed, and the moment it came into contact with Ouyang Lei's long stick, his wrist turned slightly, and the knife slid and turned, and he suddenly came under Ouyang Lei's long stick. At this time, Fang Xing's short body suddenly became larger, and his divine power exploded, slashing upward, and with the anti-gravity ability of the Yuan Magnetic Divine Knife, he manifested together.

"Hum—"

With a bang, Ouyang Lei was completely slashed into the sky by Fang Xing.

"Okay! The victory is decided!" Under the ring, Meng Bai watched Fang Xing exert his divine power, practice the way of femininity, and did not wrestle forcibly, but deceived Ouyang Lei with deception, but he was completely relieved.

"Shh

Ouyang Lei flew into the sky, Fang Xing did not delay at all, the Yuan Magnetic Divine Knife slashed in the air, flying like a wave, faster than lightning, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen innate sword qi flew out, and the tail chased and killed.

Ouyang Lei lived up to his honor as No. 9, in mid-air, twisting and rolling, the long stick was like a dragonfly dotting water, the shot was like electricity, connecting a little Fang Xing's knife qi, using the force to move sideways, falling into the distance, ready to regroup.

However, Fang Xing has achieved such an advantage, how can he give up lightly and give him a chance?

In an instant, the Yuan Magnetic Divine Knife swung again, and the gravity ability exploded, crushing it strongly. When it was, Ouyang Lei's figure fell straight halfway, and he couldn't stabilize it.

"Bobo-bo-"

One after another, the fingers were strong in the air, invisible and phaseless, and shot towards Ouyang Lei's chest, it was the flower finger!

Three fingers to kill, stabbing the throat, heart, and dantian, that is called a ruthless hand poison! This scene, the referees who watched it all changed their faces greatly, and they couldn't stop shaking their bodies and wanted to come to the rescue.

At this moment, Ouyang Lei roared again, regenerating and changing in the impossible, his body flipped, and the stick swept out, avoiding a blow in the throat and a blow in the heart, but the dantian hit it completely, but he didn't completely avoid it, but he just dodged the front and didn't hit the trick point.

"When—"

The flower finger hit Ouyang Lei, like hitting the ancient bell, the sound was melodious, the true qi of the body protection exploded, and a dark red finger mark appeared, without penetration. However, the finger power penetrated through and shook the flesh and blood.

In the end, it was the side of the dantian, and the severe pain made Ouyang Lei can't help but twitch all over, and the original condensed strength completely dissipated, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Brother Ouyang, I have conceded, I don't want to send it away!"

At this moment, Fang Xing urged his own spiritual photography Dafa - vacuum big mudra, an invisible big hand waved out, vaguely chanting with Sanskrit chanting, like a slap, and fanned Ouyang Lei, directly half a meter above the ground, and flew off the ring.

Fang Xing's hand was too unfriendly and humiliating, and it really didn't match the words in his mouth. This is not that Fang Xing is duplicitous and evil, it is completely Ouyang Lei who is too powerful, if he uses a normal grasp momentum, he is really afraid that he will take advantage of the situation to turn over, break free from the shackles, and make a comeback. After all, it's a game, so it's better to be on the safe side.

Image or something, you can ignore it for the time being. At this point, he is very similar to Meng Bai's approach, they are all practical routes, and there is no hint of youthful spirit!