From the moment Zhao Changhe ate Fang Xing's first punch, the battle situation was officially reversed, and he successfully changed from a thunderbolt entangled, like a god-like talisman Dao Shenzi, to a human flesh sandbag, after being bombarded by Fang Xing's punch after punch, he couldn't even slow down, and finally was ridden by Fang Xing, waving two fists and beating him, which was unbearable.

Zhao Changhe has gone from being angry and scolding angrily at the beginning, to gritting his teeth and stiffening his teeth later, and then to involuntary muffled snorting to screaming later, he couldn't bear it anymore, and Fang Xing also opened up his temperament, punching and punching coolly, screaming and screaming.

Ahh......h

Whoa......

Today's scene, it's not that Nanzhan Zhuxiu and the disciples of the Fu Dao have slowed down the speed of the fight, that is, no one has done it directly, they are all looking at this battlefield blankly, and even many people can't understand how the Fu Dao Shenzi, who originally had the upper hand, was suddenly caught and beaten up by the little devil, from the void into the sea of clouds, and then from the sea of clouds, fists, kicks, knees, headbutts, and from time to time they also pulled up a big back fall, one method and one style, all have all the strange power, even a mountain is also bursting.

The talisman Daozi is absolutely extraordinary, worthy of the name of his genius combat cultivation, not only has he cultivated the thunder technique to the extreme, but his physical body has become extremely strong under the tempering of the thunder method, he can fight and resist, and his vitality is also first-class tenacity, in all respects, he can be called the strongest opponent that Fang Xing has encountered since the end of the Dan, but no matter how strong he is, he can't withstand so many heavy blows, and his bones are shattered into powder, not to mention that he can't even pinch a seal. The phalanges have been broken into pieces.

"Save Senior Brother Zhao......"

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, a talisman Daozi woke up from this terrifying scene. Screaming desperately.

For a while, the fish-like talisman Dao disciples all gave up their opponents and rushed over to rescue the driver.

"Get past us first!"

Monk Zhu Nanzhan shouted, but began to chase after the disciples of the Fu Qi Dao.

When Fang Xing saw this scene, his eyes were also cold, and he waved his hand to shoot out a fossil talisman, but it manifested in the air. Suddenly turned into a black stone tablet, Wei Weifeng was suspended in the air, he pushed Zhao Changhe towards the stone tablet, pulled out the spear that ran through his body from his chest, inserted his backhand into Zhao Changhe's chest, nailed him into the stone tablet, and then continued one after another, and successively pulled out several long weapons such as the black giant sword and the blood drinking mad knife, which were inserted into his body.

"Who is not afraid of death, come!"

Facing a runic Dao disciple who rushed to the front. Fang Xing turned around and pulled out the black giant sword from Zhao Changhe's body, and slashed him in half with a single sword. Then he inserted this sword into Zhao Changhe's body, replaced the blood drinking knife and came out, and cut off the head of the second Fu Dao disciple who rushed over, and the attack was fast and ruthless, and the method was even more weird, as if Zhao Changhe was used as a weapon shelf.

All the true legends of the Talisman Dao have been entangled by Wang Qiong and other Nanzhan junior masters, but the remaining disciples are too far behind Fang Xing's strength, and they are only sent to death when they come forward, and they are brandished by Fang Xing with all kinds of weapons, killing seven or eight Talisman Dao sons in a row, and also making Zhao Changhe suffer from seven or eight weapon piercings, this ferocity makes the remaining Talisman Dao disciples shocked in their hearts and stopped the momentum of coming to the rescue.

Fang Xing's appearance at this time was also extremely miserable, his injuries were shocking, he had a vicious fight with Zhao Changhe, he was injured with injuries, and the weight of the injuries was far beyond the imagination of others, if it weren't for the strongest inner body among the cultivators of his generation and the cultivation of Long Jun in the previous month, he would have been defeated by Zhao Changhe's thunder technique now, and if he could survive until this time, most of them relied on his own ruthlessness.

But everyone else thinks that he can't hold it anymore, but his ferocity is undiminished and unpredictable.

Haha laughed, vomited a mouthful of blood, Fang Xing wiped it off with a wave of his sleeve, the ancient sword in his hand pierced into Zhao Changhe's body, and sat down next to the stone stele, as if he was in urgent need of rest, and Zhao Changhe was lifeless at this time, and when the ancient sword penetrated his body, he snorted and raised his hand slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but after all, because he was too seriously injured, he only lifted half of it and hung down.

Zhao Changhe, who is known for his cold arrogance and ferocity all over the northern region of Shenzhou, was extremely miserable at this time, and was nailed to the stone tablet by Fang Xing like a piece of rotten meat, until this time, he didn't even know how he lost to Fang Xing, but deep down, he had a faint feeling that if he did it again, he would probably still lose in the hands of this little devil.

It's not that his thunder cultivation is not refined, and it's not that his body is not strong enough, it's really not as ruthless as this little devil!

He couldn't imagine how someone could hardly put down so many thunderbolts and rush over to give himself a punch, and it was also unimaginable that he had already eaten so many thunderbolt injuries, and he was shot through the chest and abdomen, but he still had such ruthlessness and strength, punching himself to the point that he could not parry, and after nailing himself to the stone tablet, he could still be ferocious, and killed seven or eight disciples of the Talisman Dao who came to rescue him one after another, so hard that no one dared to come forward to rescue him.

Flipping over his hand and taking out a storage bag, but it was specialized in storing the elixir of radiotherapy, Fang Xing turned out a handful of healing elixir refined with blood lotus seeds, swallowed it in one go, let the elixir dissolve, and provided himself with the medicinal power to use the wood method to heal the wounds, and then stood up, his eyes swept coldly into the distance, only to see that in the eighth formation, there were still a few people fighting, tumbling and rolling, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from defeat.

"Kill!"

Fang Xing turned around, tied an iron chain to the stone tablet, tied it to his waist, and then pulled out the black giant sword and the blood-drinking mad knife from Zhao Changhe's body, roared violently, and rushed out, that Zhao Changhe was nailed to the stone tablet, and as he rushed away, he was ripped over like a kite, and Fang Xing's sword was waved into a huge lotus flower mixed with black and white, and after passing, blood flowed like a river.

"Get out of here!"

The woman with the hammer who was fighting with Li Ying was fighting with herself, but she was rushed over by Fang Xing's fierce god, the woman was frightened, and hurriedly swung out the hammer, wanting to smash Fang Xing, but was slashed on the sledgehammer by the sword.

"Oh, I really convinced you, except for my sister in this world, you are the most fierce!"

Li Ying looked back at Fang Xing and sighed sincerely.

"It's really not angry, the most reason in the world to be fierce is you......"

Fang Xing glanced at Li Ying, and he didn't have time to say more, and shouted: "Come with me, break this big array!"

"Okay!"

Li Ying became excited, laughed, and followed behind Fang Xing.

Rumble!

The two of them together, the momentum was even more majestic, but the disciple of the True Sect of the Talisman Dao who was fighting with Han Ying was distracted, facing Fang Xing and Li Ying who rushed over, he didn't dare to fight anymore, for fear of being besieged, but after only a distraction, Han Ying seized the opportunity, and suddenly the spear entwined with green qi stabbed over like a spiral, stabbing his body through and falling with a roar.

Ordinary monks, but they don't have the ability to penetrate through the chest and abdomen like Fang Xing, and they don't have the ruthlessness, even if they are Jin Dan and have great vitality, this shot will not kill him, but it will also be a heavy blow, and he will not be able to fight again for a while.

"Let's go!"

Han Ying didn't chase after him, he flew into the air and merged with Fang Xing and Li Ying.

The three of them together, the momentum rose again, turned in the air, and rushed out again, and rushed to an opponent who was fighting with Youmi, and at this time, the big golden crow who didn't know where to hide and was lazy just now also rushed out, screaming and converging with Fang Xing and others, and the juniors were like an invincible army, and their momentum was getting higher and higher, and in this eighth formation, there was no opponent.

"I don't need you to come here, I'll be able to kill him myself!"

However, when she was about to go over to help Wang Qiong, this arrogant woman shouted and refused, and the wind and fire wheels waved like crazy, and killed Xie Linyuan, who was already afraid, it seems that she is also determined to become famous today, and regarded this Xie Linyuan, who is among the three and seven sons, as a stepping stone, Fang Xing laughed when he saw this, expressed understanding, turned around and rushed in the other direction to kill the past.

Everywhere they passed, the disciples of the Fu Qi Dao all surrendered, or were killed, or fled.

"Heh, I wanted to break the formation, but he still robbed him!"

At the time of the Great War of Cultivation, Li Hongyi was bringing a few Nanzhan juniors who were good at the formation to push the formation of the big formation, in order to break the formation, but when he looked up, he saw that Fang Xing and the others were very happy, and all the disciples of the Talisman Dao would die if they did not surrender, but they also smiled bitterly, and gave up the idea of continuing to break the formation.

"Throw in the towel......"

In this situation, Xie Linyuan had no intention of fighting with this fierce and ruthless Nanzhan woman, and he knew that even if he won at this time, it would be useless, so he chose to admit defeat directly, and at the same time withdrew and retreated, sweeping thirty feet.

"You!"

Wang Qiong was a little dissatisfied, but she didn't want to beat the water dogs, and hated to accept the double wheel.

The overall situation has been decided, the disciples of the Fu Instrument Dao are not fools, the Divine Son has been taken down, and the true legends have also died, and the injured are injured, and the other disciples will not ask for their own hardships, one by one, they held back the grief and indignation in their hearts, and shrank in one place, and the junior Nanzhan also rushed to meet Fang Xing and the others, but they just raised their eyes to look, but found that the number of people was less than half, and it could also be said that there were heavy casualties.

"What's going on?"

At the bottom of Fengchan Mountain, whether it was the junior in the south or the cultivators in the northern region, they were all tense and concerned about the situation.

"Why do I feel so bad......

The Yin Spirit Dao Master also looked deep and muttered to himself.

It was the Daoist Master of the Talisman Dao, who had lost his initial confidence at this time, his brows furrowed into pimples, and he muttered to himself: "It doesn't make sense, the gourd picked from the fairy realm has been given to Changhe, who else will be his opponent in the territory of Jindan?" )