"I don't know what you used, but I advise you not to be too full of words. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Beware of the wind flashing his tongue. Pang Yuan narrowed his already small eyes even smaller, smiled darkly, and said.

"Oh, yes, it's a pity that there's no wind here, and some of the other things on them are about to be lost. ”

Now a young man, she smiled strangely and secretly worked her mana.

There was a clear sound of "hum-", like the vibration of cicada wings coming from Pang Yuan's body.

As soon as he heard this voice, Pang Yuan's gloomy face changed color, and it was too late to react.

With a howl like killing a pig, piercing the roof, a handful of blood flew up with fingers as thick as a sausage, and fell to the ground in a graceful arc in mid-air, rolling three or two times before stopping, and it became wrinkled like a dead worm, extremely disgusting.

A ray of light passed quickly, and then it stopped safely in the hand of 'her' opposite Pang Yuan now.

It's still the same exquisite fan bone, but unlike the previous one, this time it is not in vain, the edge of the fan bone, a faint blood stain on it, telling its brilliant results.

This bone was the one that was easily picked up by Pang Yuan in his hand, but at this moment, it had become a fatal blade that injured him.

Maybe even Pang Yuan didn't expect that his carelessness would cause him to lose a finger.

The blood stopped the moment the finger was broken, and he used his other hand to cover the severed finger that was still faintly painful.

Pang Yuan's fleshy face twitched a few times, and the eyes staring at 'her' were even more violent, and his teeth creaked.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" she asked, staring indifferently at the blood on the fan bone.

The dexterous fingers shook slightly, and the blood stains that had not had time to congeale were bounced away along the smooth surface in an instant, and the surface of the fan bone immediately became smooth as new, and the metallic bone surface clearly reflected the handsome face with a sarcastic smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Don't you know that the women who were cruelly treated by you are a hundred times more painful than you are now, and there are some things that you have inflicted on others, so you naturally have to try them yourself. That's how the word "fair" can be called. ”

Pang Yuan simply wrapped his injured left hand with a rag that he had just torn from his clothes, looked at 'her' suspiciously, and asked, "You pretended to be a dancer to assassinate me to help those women?"

If this is the case, then the reason makes sense, Pang Yuan showed a little understanding, thinking that he had guessed the truth.

"Killing you isn't the ultimate goal, you're just an incidental item in the process of reaching the goal, and as for my ultimate goal......" She paused with a weird smile and continued, "I won't let you know." ”

"Since you don't plan to talk about it now, it's not too late to talk about it after I catch you, I've always been very patient. Pang Yuan glanced at the strip of cloth that was soaked in blood and wrapped his left hand, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

It's too late, it's too soon.

While 'she' was watching Pang Yuan's every move, guarding against him, a gust of wind suddenly set off from the side.

'She' fixed his eyes on it, and was shocked, only to see a big hammer roaring towards 'her' with a pitch-black color, and the momentum was very fierce, if he was smashed without resistance, it was possible to remove half a life.

Although I don't know where this hammer came from, 'she' seems to have been prepared for a long time, and the fan bone that has just returned to her hand quickly strikes, colliding with the very center of the hammer.

I only heard the sound of "hum-", as if the sound of striking a gong spread in all directions, and the hammer that flew straight away was blocked in the air slightly, but it was obvious that 'her' cultivation was not as good as Pang Yuan, and the delicate fan bone was instantly compressed into ninety degrees from the middle after the impact, as if it would be broken in the next second.

'She' frowned slightly, as if she was reluctant to follow her magic weapon for many years to destroy here, and as soon as the mana that was running was slightly discharged, the fan bone was rebounded by the amazing force.

And the hammer once again carried a mighty power, enveloping 'her' whole body and sweeping towards 'her'.

"Whoa—"

Like the sound of a sword, a streamer rushed over at an unusual speed, striking the side of the hammer, causing it to deflect slightly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the soles of her feet slipped, and she moved several meters, finally avoiding the hammer.

"You don't have more than one fan bone?" Pang Yuan asked as he looked at the streamer that flew away later, and now fell to the ground, looking at 'her' with a gloomy face.

"A fan certainly has more than one bone, just as you have more than one hammer. ”

Glancing upwards at the upside-down hammer hanging on the other side of the eaves and thinking it was an ornament if you didn't look closely, she said with a smile.

The hammer that smashed at 'her' was also suspended on the beams of the house, but it was symmetrically distributed with the current one, and the thrill of Fang Cai was still vivid, so 'she' couldn't be careless.

Moreover, in the battle just now, 'she' has learned that his cultivation is still much inferior to Pang Yuan, and it seems that he is not as useless as he seems on the surface, at least his true cultivation is a real Dao Shujing.

Glancing at the fan bone that fell to the ground, it had lost its due brilliance, and the fan bone that had been bent and ejected back was embedded in the wall, becoming as dull as ordinary iron.

Needless to say, these two fan bones have been traumatized a lot, and they have lost their spirituality, and they will definitely not be able to use them for a while.

Sighing softly, a fan suddenly appeared next to 'her' and fell into his hand, guarding Pang Yuan from afar.

"This is already the third one, but I don't know how many more fan bones you still have hidden in the shadows, ready to wait for the opportunity. Pang Yuan stretched out his hand, and his natal magic weapon hammer was held in his hand, and another round hammer hanging on the beam was also taken back by him in an instant, holding it in his left hand, but the left hand without a finger was not suitable after all, so it seemed that the posture he held was a little awkward.

"Is it fifteen, seventeen, or nineteen?"

The huge round hammer should weigh hundreds of catties with the naked eye, but it was carried by Pang Yuan in his hand like a child holding a plaything with ease, without the slightest look of difficulty, and the steady breathing sound was deep and long, looking at the 'she' who was standing opposite with a fan bone and her face was not very good, and he guessed wantonly.

"Your luck is really bad, you guessed three times and didn't get it right. "She" still sneered unforgivingly, hitting Pang Yuan's confidence, and said: "Let me tell you the truth, I have a total of thirty-six fan bones, which is exactly the number of Tiangang, if you have the ability, you can block them one by one." ”

Squinting slightly, Pang Yuan stared at the fan bone in her hand, and secretly said in his heart: Are there still thirty-three fan bones that have not been revealed? I just don't know how they will appear in front of him.

Lifting the "Mixed Yuan Hammer" in his hand, Pang Yuan carefully glanced at the fan bones that fell on the ground and embedded in the wall, and moved a few steps away.

Who knows if those two fan bones are really unusable? Although he is very fat, his memory is still good, and he will no longer ignore what he thinks he has in his hands, because what seems harmless on the surface is likely to be covered with thorns in the next moment.

It's like 'she', the thorny rose, hasn't shown her minions in front of her......

Seeing Pang Yuan take two steps back, he stood there guardedly, staring at himself. 'She' masculine face gradually became sad.

It's not terrible to be a cultivator who is higher than you, but it's terrible that he shows enough importance to you, and it won't give you a chance to take advantage of it.

If there was still a five-point certainty to defeat Pang Yuan before, then now there is only a certainty of less than three points, if it were someone else who is more sensible, she would have already found a way to escape, but 'she' seems to have an extraordinary persistence, and she wants to make a conclusion today.

A flash of sharpness flashed in her eyes, and she turned around in the air, and when her body covered her right hand, the fan bone came out of her hand and flew straight to Pang Yuan's throat.

The hammer swung forward, with a heavy pitch-black light, and in a moment it blocked the path of the menacing fan bones, and let out a pleasant chirp.

The speed of the fan bone is very fast, even if Pang Yuan has the cultivation of the Dao Shu Realm, he can only barely catch it with his spiritual sense.

Just when Pang Yuan thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, in the range of his spiritual sense, another fan bone appeared in the room out of thin air, and at the same speed, it attacked him from a tricky angle, causing him to quickly swing away with the round hammer in his left hand.

"Bell-"

The fan bone is not only fast, but also not weak, after blocking it with a round hammer, the huge force is transmitted to his hand through tremors, so that the wound at his severed finger immediately cracks, and the blood flows down the strip of cloth wrapped in his finger, dripping on the ground, forming a dazzling mottle.

His expression twitched, and Pang Yuan's eyes were faintly full of murderous intent, which was especially obvious in the room where most of the candles were extinguished due to the fight.

Psychic sense noticed that another fan bone spur was coming, and it was specially picked from his left side, Pang Yuan snorted coldly, let go of the two heavy hammers in his hand, and controlled them through psychic sense to fight back.

"Dangdang—"

The sound of metal clashing echoed in the room, and this once luxurious room was now turned into a fighting room, and with each impact, some of the residual mana would ripple outward, destroying the surrounding objects.

After about a quarter of an hour, the sound of the crash stopped, and there was hardly any good place left in the house, even the beams and columns of the roof of the load-bearing house became tattered, as if they would break in the middle in the next moment, causing the whole house to collapse.

"Thirty-four, plus the first two on the ground and inside the wall, is exactly thirty-six, which means that you don't have any fan bones in your hands anymore. All the candles in the room had been extinguished in the fighting method of Shicai, and in the darkness, Pang Yuan said in a deep voice, as if he knew everything around him.

"I really don't have a fan bone in my hand. At this point, 'her' handsome face darkened, and she bowed her head in acknowledgement.

"It seems that you are already planning to give up resistance, but Uncle Ben is a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, although you have disobeyed my will many times, I will still give you a chance to live. Hearing 'her's reply, Pang Yuan's expression, which had become hideous since his finger was broken, finally showed a smile, but this smile appeared on his face, but it completely revealed a kind of obscene meaning, which made people quite disgusted.

"I really don't have a fan bone in my hand. ”

Without responding to Pang Yuan's expectation, 'she' repeated that sentence again, then suddenly raised her head and smiled slyly: "But you can see it everywhere around you." ”

Pang Yuan felt that something was wrong after he sensed 'her' smile with his spiritual sense, and when he heard the content of 'her' words, he was even more cold from the bottom of his heart.

Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed as 'she' said, most of the fan bones that were shot down by himself just now are scattered around him, but the brilliance is no longer what it used to be, can these fan bones still be used?

Pang Yuan was shocked in his heart, he didn't dare to be careless, and instantly operated his mana to the extreme, and suddenly, he saw that Pang Yuan's two hammer-style magic weapons had grown in a circle, almost twice as much as the original.

And around Pang Yuan, there were also wonderful changes at the same time.

A pink glow emanated from the inside of each fan bone, and cracks like broken glass appeared on the surface of the fan bone, as if something was about to drill out.

"Click, click-" The sound was like the cracking of an eggshell.

The subsequent scene made Pang Yuan forget even the action of resistance.

Not because the spell was too powerful, but because the spell was so beautiful that it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Each fan bone is gradually bursting into the shape and size of a petal, and these metal petals with pink crystals are slowly rising into the air under the urging of 'her' mana.

However, in a moment, Pang Yuan, who was in the middle, was tightly surrounded, making him a person independent of the flowers, as if he would "sleep" in the sea of flowers the next moment.

Of course, "sleeping" here is synonymous with death.

"What kind of trick is this?" Pang Yuan asked curiously, looking around at the pink "petals" that surrounded him.

For the magnificent landscape in front of her, she showed extreme satisfaction, only to see that she smiled softly and replied: "This is the "Ten Thousand Flowers Sea Burial", each fan bone has turned into a large number of flowers, fifty petals, it is your honor that you can die under this trick. ”

After speaking, he raised his head and smiled to himself, as if he had a chance to win.

"Is this your last resort?" Without a panicked expression, Pang Yuan asked lightly.

"It doesn't matter if it's a last resort. "She' smiled indifferently and replied.

I secretly added in my heart: Because you will die under this "sea burial of ten thousand flowers" after all.

"It's not important anymore. Pang Yuan bowed his head and said, "Because I won't show mercy to my subordinates anymore." ”

The clothes on his body were instantly supported by the surging mana and became extremely swollen, and Pang Yuan looked even more fat at this time, like an inflated leather ball, which looked very ridiculous. (To be continued.) )