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The spiritual enchantment is violently turbulent.

Fang Yang's pupils shrank.

- Lingchen has really returned to the top.

But......

How is this possible?

Not long ago, he was attacked by secret arts, huh?

The heavy damage was almost not under Fang Yang's Yuan Shen.

Normally, without more than half a month of cultivation, it is impossible to get better at all. But now......

"Could it be a secret technique, but what kind of secret technique can be so effective?" Fang Yang's heart moved, and he couldn't help but look at the place where the spiritual dust was inheriting the stone tablet before.

"Boom!" Lingchen bombarded with spears one after another, and finally, the Lingfa Enchantment shattered.

"Haha, boy, let's die!" Lingchen laughed wildly, and the blood spear was thrown at Fang Yang fiercely, and at this time, in the loud sound of "crackling", Lingchen's body soared instantly, and it turned into a blood-colored giant that was a foot high, and smashed it with a fierce punch.

The fist is like thunder!

Fang Yang discolored.

This spiritual dust obviously once again triggered a certain secret technique in the "Blood Shadow Magic Technique" and forcibly increased its strength.

At this moment, Lingchen's punch was enough to hit hard, and even bombard the ninth body refining body, and even ......

Tenfold!

This is ......

The power of the foundation building of the human network belonging to the vein of refining the body!

After merging with the corpse slave, although Fang Yang's physical body was strong, this kind of strength was only the ninth level of the human connection. Moreover, the power of the Nine Realms of his human connections refining body here could not be fully exerted at all due to the slight balance of corpse qi and bloodline qi in his body.

He can't take this blow!

But it can also ......

Can't avoid it!

Seeing that he was about to be defeated, Fang Yang took a deep breath, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"Zheng ......"

There seemed to be a soft scream.

In the center of Fang Yang's eyebrows, a little sharp spiritual light, the sea of self-knowledge broke out, and slashed towards the spirit dust.

Its speed exceeds that of electricity, and it cannot be dodged.

This sharp spirit is a miniature flying knife!

This is not an ordinary throwing knife, but a ......

Slash the Immortal Flying Knife!

Lingchen's pupils constricted, the cold hairs all over his body stood on end, and the danger of life and death instantly permeated his whole body.

"Not good!" Lingchen secretly said that it was not good, he didn't care about killing Fang Yang, he just wanted to avoid this flying knife first. Because he instinctively felt that he couldn't take this knife!

But......

Between the two, the distance is not enough.

This distance, for masters like Fang Yang and Lingchen, is already close at hand. The Immortal Slashing Flying Knife is slashed out at great speed, and the spirit dust is caught off guard, where can it be avoided?

The Immortal Slashing Flying Knife was like a flash of lightning, pointing directly at the center of Lingchen's eyebrows.

It's going to be ......

One blow, slash the spirit dust primordial god!

It's a battle!

Lingchen was terrified!

This knife, he can't dodge it, he can't take it, but ...... What shocked him even more was that under the extreme speed of this flying knife, although he could still think, he didn't even have time to twist his head!

In an instant, Lingchen faced a dead end.

"Die!" Lingchen is not a mortal after all, he is decisive in killing, the murderous intent in his eyes is blazing, he doesn't change his move, he is still a giant punch, and he slammed Fang Yang.

Fang Yang's burst of Immortal Slashing Flying Knife was a must-kill game for Lingchen. Can...... Lingchen's punch, as far as Fang Yang is concerned, is the same.

In an instant, both of them fell into a mortal situation.

Is it a defeat for both sides, a burn of jade, and a death for both, or ......

Everything, only in this moment.

In an instant, life and death!

Although both sides are in a dead end, they also know that this dead end is not insoluble. But the only solution is ......

Get ahead of the game and kill them!

The caster is dead, and even if the spell is present, the power is naturally greatly reduced. The game of death will also have life. Even, the spell may simply dissipate.

At the moment, there is only gambling.

Lingchen is gambling.

Fang Yang is also gambling.

Had to bet!

Who lives and who dies?

Result...... Who's hand is the deer dead?!

This inheritance dojo was clearly noisy because of the sound of fighting, but here in Lingchen and Fang Yang, it was silent. This is a scene that can only be enjoyed with full attention and no distractions.

"Poof!" The Immortal Flying Knife slashed into the heart of Lingchen's eyebrows.

There is no injury to the eyebrows.

But Lingchen's body shook, revealing a trace of sadness, and there was a trace of stiffness in the huge body, and then he fell to the ground with a bang. Immediately, the huge blood-colored giant's body, the light flickered, gradually shrunk, and restored the original appearance of the spirit dust, however, it was obviously more unbearable than when the spirit magic was back.

Three points are not like people, and seven points are like ghosts!

But......

Before falling to the ground, Lingchen's punch also hit Fang Yang's body.

"Peng!" Under this powerful punch, Fang Yang stumbled and flew out like a kite with a broken string, vomiting blood in his mouth, and his breath quickly faded until he ......

Disappear completely!

"Buzz ......"

The green ghosts, ghouls, fierce ghosts, and the four spirit shadows who were fighting fiercely all stiffened and stopped attacking, and there was a hesitation in looking at each other.

The four spirit shadows are faintly here, their breath is unstable, and in the wave of spiritual light, there are signs of collapse.

And the ghouls, green ghosts, and fierce ghosts here, there is also a strange aura all over them, and the situation seems to be a little bad.

This inheritance dojo has finally regained complete silence.

Dead silence!

Even the air is stagnant.

"Hmph......" I don't know how long it took, in a painful snort, Fang Yang's body trembled suddenly, and gradually, Fang Yang slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, there was a gloom, just like ......

The old man who is about to ride the crane west has the same eyes as the old man who is dying!

After a long time, Fang Yang staggered hard, got up from the ground, staggered up, and swept around.

In the end, Fang Yang's unfocused gaze was finally frozen at Lingchen's corpse, and there was a fluctuation in his eyes, no longer a lake of stagnant water.

"Dash...... Da!" Fang Yang staggered, approaching Lingchen.

At this moment, he is already weak and invincible, and I am afraid that even a childish man who has no trace of cultivation power will be able to kill him. But his gaze gradually emerged with a hint of firmness.

"Peng!" When he moved to the body of Lingchen with difficulty, Fang Yang seemed to have finally exhausted all his strength and sat on the ground with a slump in his ass. However, until this moment, Fang Yang did not forget his purpose, and raised his hand with difficulty, going to the pulse and probing.

There is no pulse.

Didn't breathe.

And Lingchen's body was already cold and stiff.

Lingchen, dead!

"Hah...... Ha!" Fang Yang couldn't help laughing happily, saying that he was laughing, but his voice was extremely low, and he was even more intermittent and weak.

It can be seen from this that Fang Yang is so weak at the moment.

"Hey...... This round ...... End...... Investigate...... It's me...... Victory...... ......" Fang Yang smiled weakly.

Although he won, Fang Yang's back was already soaked.