Not to mention that Fang Xing has the ability of Yin and Yang God and Demon Learning, even if he doesn't, he can see that Song Guichan is wrong!

To put it simply, it is too strong, sitting still, calmly, retreating from Han Ying, Zhenwang Qiong, hurting the red clothes, capturing the ghost baby, beating the madness, and subduing the red-faced fairy, all kinds of means, it can be described as a shocking ghost and god, it is simply a damn drag to the extreme, others were shocked by the means of this pure yang god, and their hearts trembled, but Fang Xing subconsciously felt that something was wrong, he felt that Song Guichan should not be so strong, he had always been bold, and he was not so easily intimidated, so when he saw that Song Guichan's performance was so terrifying, he subconsciously thought that this guy must have borrowed some external force。

In this case, if you look closely, it is not difficult to find the wonderful use of the karmic fire lotus platform.

After all, Fang Xing was also a person who had owned lotus treasures, and he had a certain understanding of these Buddhist secret treasures.

However, although he saw through the help of Liantai to Song Guichan, but what he said just now was not entirely untrue, at least, he specially added some oil and vinegar to say it, and there was no way to do it, Nanzhan juniors have been frightened, if they don't fool a few sentences and smear some black on Song Guichan, this group of bastards may not even have the courage to make a move, and they will not suffer a big loss?

Now that a few words have stirred up the anger of Nanzhan's juniors, he hurriedly discussed countermeasures with Da Jinwu.

Dajin Wu is a formation technique learned from Genbo, and his ability to set up the formation is quite extraordinary, and Fang Xing has a considerable number of powerful array flags in his hand, so he immediately gave it a puff of brains, letting this dead crow go to set up the formation, and he himself carried the blood drinking mad knife. Flew into the air. Carefully watched the Nanzhan juniors play against Song Guichan. While observing by himself, he waited for an opportunity to make a sneak attack......

But under this look, I was inexplicably frightened.

Now that Song Guichan has put away the lotus platform, he can be regarded as revealing his true ability, which is even more shocking.

Nanzhan all the juniors shot together, plus Shicai suffered a loss, and when he shot again at this time, he subconsciously added caution. Cooperate with each other, but in front of Song Guichan, he still can't please him, this pure Yang Dao god son, wantonly swaying, Danguang is vertical and horizontal, and the Dao Dao Dashu is unleashed, the power is indescribably terrifying, standing still in the air, within a radius of thirty zhang. No one can invade.

"Floating Sword Prison!"

Flicked his fingers into the air and struck a flying sword, turning into two. Two into four, four into eight, and finally more than two hundred flying swords came out, lined up in the air, and gradually hit Han Ying who was fighting with a spear, the sword light shattered the void, and the sharp sword qi was like a cocoon that wrapped Han Ying in it, and the space for fighting with the gun became smaller and smaller, as if trapped in it by a sword.

"One hundred and two wood ghosts!"

Raised his foot and stomped into the air, the void shook, but a huge thorn giant tree grew, he happened to stand at the top of the tree, and this thorn giant tree was still growing wildly, there were nearly a hundred branches to give birth to a small light blue flower, and then formed a flower bud, the bud finally shattered, and out of it rolled out a wooden puppet with a wooden body, wielding iron thorns as a weapon, rushing forward to kill.

A ghostly strong baby, has been entangled by this group of wooden puppets, killing endlessly, a ghost qi plays a very little role in these wooden ghosts, can only scream and desperately, but can not get out at all.

"Angry waves crashing on the snow!"

There are waves in the air, spanning the void, surging endlessly, sweeping all things, restraining Wang Qiong's wind and fire wheels.

"Golden Body Buddha Flame!"

opened his mouth and spat out a golden flame, forcing back Li Hongyi, who was attacking with a broken body.

"Yongzhen Demon!"

A large mountain flew down from the sky, crushing the two Nanzhan monks who could not dodge below.

"Farley Demon Demon!"

"Mixed Elements!"

"The lion roars of the Buddha!"

“......”

“......”

This fierce battle has dazzled everyone in every way.

I thought that Song Gui Chan Dan became the Seven Laws, and there might be seven magical powers, Fang Xing just wanted to find out the foundation of his seven divine powers first, and then stepped forward to play with him, but now this look, where are the seven divine powers, this pure Yang Dao divine son is wantonly swaying, all kinds of magic are at his fingertips, they are all infinitely powerful, mysterious and unpredictable, every time he makes a shot, there is no duplicate ......

How many techniques does he know?

Miscalculated!

I wanted to touch the bottom of the other party, but I ended up confused.

"I don't believe you can do anything, try the master's methods!"

Seeing that Nanzhan junior was almost overwhelmed by Song Guichan alone, he was a little irritable and roared angrily.

"Sword Demon Technique!"

With a slap of the palm, a cloud of black light appeared in the palm of the palm, and then a spin and a painting, the sharp black light roared out, and within each black light, it was the appearance of a black giant sword, carrying the unspeakable demonic intent and sword qi, the sword that trapped Han Ying was under the impact of this black light, and it was shattered piece by piece, and the power of the sword demon was not stopped, surging towards Song Guichan and impacting the past.

"Fadi Green Pine!"

After performing the sword magic technique, Fang Xing took out the wood magic weapon that he snatched from the fourth array of wood venerables, and Dan Nei Mu Yi poured into it, and on the green pine of this magic land, there were pine needles that shook down, and each pine needle suddenly turned into a cyan humanoid wooden puppet, moving with Fang Xing's mind, murderous, and killing towards the piece of wood ghost that trapped Li Ying, fighting as a group.

"Rain Technique!"

A mouthful of spit into the air, but a dark cloud formed above Song Guichan's head, and after a few breaths, the rain poured down......

“...... Hey, it's disgusting......"

The big golden crow monster next to him screamed, full of disgust.

“...... Master, if I don't pee, he's very face-saving......"

Fang Xing rolled his eyes, his palm slapped towards the void fiercely, and in an instant, starting from the void that his palm touched, a fire snag towards Song Guichan like a spiritual snake, and then one turned into two, two turned into four, and suddenly, it turned into a terrifying flame chain, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, blocking all the space around Song Guichan's body, and it was like laying down a flame prison.

"Fox God True Flame!"

"Feng Chan Mountain Meaning!"

"Thunder Resistance!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Xing roared again, rushed into the air, and with a single step, a majestic mountain shadow appeared, and the roar suppressed the top of Song Guichan's head, this is not counting, he clenched his fists homeopathically, and nine dazzling thunderbolts in the air fell from the dark clouds in the Titicaca, and it was the secret thunder technique of the dragon clan, which fell from the sky with a catastrophe-like breath and slashed towards Song Guichan.

"It's comfortable to be restrained by someone......"

There were many attacks in an instant, and Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh, if it weren't for the group of Nanzhan monks entangled Song Guichan, it would probably not be easy for him to successfully hit so many attacks, but this is not the end, after playing many great techniques, he smiled gloomily, and there was an extra big flag in his hand, the flag was three zhang square, cyan in color, and there were runes manifesting, hunting in the air.

It was taken from the sixth array, and as soon as the banner was unfurled, even the Jindan Mahayana monks could trap the Great Wind Banner.

With both arms, he held the flagpole and urged the Hongmeng Death Qi Method, and urged it out with the wind power of the Gale Flag.

For a while, the sky was dark, the yin wind was howling, urging the clouds to crack the sky, turning this bright world into a netherworld, in the wind, anyone would be swept up by this Hongmeng death, and it was difficult to avoid being pulled away by the Hongmeng death.

"Great Black Celestial Technique!"

Fang Xing secretly called out the name he had chosen for this great technique, and then looked at Song Guichan with gloomy eyes.

"Bastard, this trick can't cure you anymore, I call you uncle, master......"

At this moment, Song Guichan was already full of seriousness at this time, his spiritual power was drummed up, and even a colorful aura was exuded behind him, and his body was no longer standing still, his feet were stepping, and at the same time, he pinched the nine Dharma seals, and then put his hands together in front of his chest, smiled faintly, and the fire around his body began to flash, and at the moment when the Dao attacks cast by Fang Xing were about to fall on him, in the void, a clear and distant birdsong suddenly sounded, and then I saw that a peacock formed by flames rose to the sky.

The peacock is the manifestation of the fire around Song Guichan's body, the body shape is full of thirty zhang in size, although the whole body is full of flames, but it is lifelike, the divine power is terrifying, the wings flapped the void, and the sword demon black light that Fang Xing drove was scattered, and then the next circle, the chain formed by the divine flame of the Dao has been broken by it, and finally rushed upward, and it held up the Fengchan Mountain that fell from the sky.

The peacock is the mother of the Buddha, and it is the protector spirit animal of the Buddha back then, and it is as famous as the Dapeng family.

And the fire method, this is the most proficient technique of the pure yang dao, Song Guichan impressively combined the fire intent with the opportunity of his Buddhism, and created such a terrifying fire spirit holy beast, just like his doppelganger, the power is indescribable.

A huge peacock held up Fengchan Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Song Guichan was in a chic shape, with fluttering sleeves, and his robe was blown by the strange wind caused by the gale flag.

In the endless wind, Hongmeng's death qi has begun to wrap around Song Guichan's body, but this pure yang Taoist is smiling, following the wind, gently and leisurely, and spit out four words: "The sleeve is full of ......"

A pair of big sleeves spread out with the wind, just like two unfathomable pockets, the air and the wind were attracted, and he drilled into his two big sleeves, after a while, the air was quiet, the world was still clear, Fang Xing banner was unfurled, and the world turned into darkness, and Song Guichan took the wind with big sleeves, and turned the dark world into the day, which was repeated, which made people frightened.

Even Fang Xing was stunned, standing in place, speechless for a long time.

"Fang Daoyou, you are indeed talented, if he cultivates the true intent of the Great Technique in the future, I'm afraid I am not your opponent, but now you, the cultivation days are short, the magic is not refined, and you can't win me by brute force alone, why don't you admit defeat?"

Song Guichan put his hands behind his back, his face was as usual, and he said lightly.

Fang Xing blinked his eyes and said with a wry smile: "Uncle, how many techniques do you old man know?" )

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