After taking a deep breath, Yang Yang saw a number of talismans flying out of his hand, and after these talismans left his hand, they spontaneously combusted without fire, and then formed fireballs in the air. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This was the fireball talisman that Fang Zhe had drawn by himself, and this shot was as many as five shots, and the five fireballs smashed into the cold-faced monk on the opposite side.

The cold-faced monk saw the five fireballs turned into the rune flying, and he didn't show any surprise, the rune was originally commonly used by low-level monks, and the fireball rune was the most common attack rune among the low-level runes, so he saw that his mind moved, and a layer of light blue water curtain appeared on his body, which was the water attribute shield in the low-level Five Elements Shield spell.

Just as the five fireballs blasted towards the cold-faced monk together, Fang Zhe also quietly sacrificed another magic weapon: the Ethereal Sword.

As a low-grade magic weapon, the ethereal sword has a very average attack power, but it has an extremely rare hidden supernatural power, which is a sharp weapon for sneak attacks and killing enemies.

When Fang Zhe chose to buy this magic weapon, it was because he considered that his strength was low, and he had no chance of winning if he faced a strong enemy head-on, so he purchased this ethereal sword with hidden magical powers, trying to fight against a strong enemy through a sneak attack.

Now, this cold-faced monk in front of him is Fang Zhe who can't fight head-on at this stage, the cultivation of the two sides is a small realm apart, and the complete set of cold nail magic weapons driven by the other party is also extremely powerful, if you just rely on the Qingling Sword to fight, the final result will inevitably be death.

Even though he already had a desperate plan, Fang Zhe still held on to the last glimmer of hope, hoping to save the situation from a disadvantage and gain life.

After Fang Zhe sacrificed the Ethereal Sword, the Ethereal Sword flashed, but it quickly disappeared into the air.

At this time, Fang Zhe did not stop moving, his palm flipped over, and a number of talismans appeared out of thin air, and without hesitation, he sacrificed these many talismans.

Three of the talismans turned into ice arrows and flew in several directions in front of them, hitting a few cold rays that were galloping, and at the same time, one of the talismans turned into an earthy yellow protective shield, which was an earth-type defensive talisman.

At this time, the five fireballs in front of the cold-faced monk had been blocked, and the blue shield in front of the cold-faced monk had also disappeared, only to see the cold-faced monk snort coldly: "A few low-level talismans have also been taken out to be embarrassing!"

Then his mind moved, that is, the three life-killing nails he drove were aimed at Fang Zhe, and the three ice arrows on the way were broken by a single blow, which only slightly blocked the three life-killing nails, but it couldn't stop these life-killing nails at all.

Seeing this, Fang Zhe is figure quickly retreated, and the Qingling Sword also returned to the front of him.

After the three life-killing nails broke through the interception of the ice arrows, they rushed towards the second line of defense under Fang Zhebu, which was the yellow shield that the talisman had turned into.

Under the impact of the Death Spike, the yellow shield only lasted for a moment, turning into a little yellow light and dissipating into the air.

In the next moment, I only heard two sounds of gold and iron hitting and a muffled snort in front of Fang Zhe, and then I saw that the Qingling Sword was already full of cracks and fell to the ground, and Fang Zhe's right shoulder had already been pierced by one of the life-killing nails!

"Haha, junior, let's die!" The cold-faced monk laughed, and was about to urge the life-killing nail to launch a second attack on Fang Zhe in order to completely kill Fang Zhe, when suddenly he saw Fang Zhe on the other side who seemed to have a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Then I saw him frown, and a sense of danger arose, and he wanted to sacrifice a protective shield.

But before he could sacrifice his protective shield, he saw a sudden cold flash near his neck, a ghostly light that was almost invisible to the naked eye flashed, and the next moment, he was seen covering his neck, and traces of blood were already flowing out of his fingertips.

Behind him, a small sword only two inches in size was floating in the air, and there was a drop of blood on its body!

The cold-faced monk wanted to cover the wound on his neck, but it was to no avail, although the monk in the late stage of Qi cultivation had much deeper mana, unless he had cultivated his physical body through special exercises, otherwise the strength of his body would not be as strong as that of ordinary people.

If you are hit in the heart, neck, head and other vital places, you will also be killed.

However, it is not easy to hit the vital point of the monk, because the monk has divine sense, and can use mana to drive magic weapons, or directly push mana to form a mana shield.

The reason why Fang Zhe was able to kill this cold-faced monk by luck was because he had consumed the cold-faced monk's blue shield with the fireball charm just now, and he had slackened when the cold-faced monk had injured himself, and he had not sacrificed a new shield in time, so he could kill with one blow.

Otherwise, it would not be this cold-faced monk who died at this time, but Fang Zhe himself.

After killing the cold-faced monk, Fang Zhe endured the pain in his shoulder, put away the storage bag on the cold-faced monk and the three life-killing nails that fell to the ground, and then looked at the two brocade-robed monks who were fighting not far away.

At this time, although the brocade-robed monk had suffered a lot of injuries before, he had the upper hand in the fight, and the person fighting against him was a black-faced monk, this person was obviously disturbed by the sudden death of the cold-faced monk, and when he saw that Fang Zhe was already looking at this side with an unkind face, his face was obviously a little scared.

He urged a light blue three-pronged spear to attack it with all his might, but his figure quickly retreated, obviously trying to escape.

However, the brocade-robed monk obviously wouldn't let the man leave easily, and drove one of his white folding fans to shoot out a white light, sealing the way of the black-faced monk.

The black-faced monk was stopped when he tried to escape, and he was even more anxious.

And in a panic, he was caught by the brocade-robed monk, and hit the black-faced monk's chest with a white light from the folding fan magic weapon, and then flew out directly after being beaten.

When the black-faced monk flew out upside down, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, but at this time he also showed a crazy look: "Very good, I didn't expect that my black and white eyes were lost today, but even if you die, don't think about it!"

Immediately shouted, and then spurted out a stream of blood, the blood was forming a blood sword in the air, and then with the momentum of thunder to kill the brocade-robed monk, the brocade-robed monk was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly urged the folding fan in front of him to block, but something strange happened, the black blood sword was like nothing, and it penetrated the brocade-robed monk's folding fan, and then penetrated the brocade-robed monk's mana shield, and directly pierced the brocade-robed monk's chest.

After the black-faced monk spewed out a bloody sword, the whole person lost his blood color and fell directly to the ground and passed out, and although the brocade-robed monk's chest was pierced, he continued to stand strongly, one hand hurriedly counted towards the chest, and the other hand quickly took out several pills from the storage bag and threw them into his mouth.

However, as soon as the pill was entered, before he had time to refine the medicinal power, he sensed a hot breath rushing towards him in front of him.

When he looked up, he saw that Fang Zhe had actually sacrificed as many as five or six fireball talismans, and multiple fireballs were galloping towards him together.

"This brother, what do you mean by this?" The brocade-robed monk, who was already pale, looked horrified, and wanted to urge the folding fan to meet the enemy, but he had already been hit so hard that he couldn't even sacrifice his mana shield to resist the attack of these multiple fireballs.

Just a moment later, his whole body was already shrouded in a burst of firelight, and in an instant, he was turned into charcoal.

Looking at the corpse of the brocade-robed monk, Fang Zhe snorted coldly: "Use me as a shield, I almost fell, if I don't kill you, who will I kill?"

For this brocade-robed monk who brought danger to himself and even destroyed the Qingling Sword, Fang Zhe hated him to the extreme, and his hatred for him was even worse than that black and white!

If he doesn't kill this person, he will not be able to eliminate the hatred in his heart!

Putting away the storage bag on the brocade-robed monk and the white folding fan that had fallen to the ground, Fang Zhe walked to the black-faced monk who had passed out again, and without the slightest hesitation, he just flicked his fingers and sent out a small fireball that burned this person directly to ashes, and put away his storage bag and three-pronged spear weapon.

Then, Fang Zhe endured the pain and forcibly urged the light body technique, and then quickly left this place.

After half a day, Fang Zhecai stopped in a small valley, and then found a hidden place to sit cross-legged and took several healing pills, the healing pills of the cultivation realm are incomparable to ordinary things, under the power of the pills, Zhe's injuries quickly recovered, but because of the excessive consumption of mana, his face still looked a little pale.

After recovering from his injuries, Fang Zhe opened the storage bags that he had snatched from the black and white double demons and the brocade-robed monk one after another, and as soon as he opened the storage bag, Fang Zhe had to sigh that the net worth of these three people was even richer than he expected!

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