A short stick appeared in Fang Yuan's hand, just a Qi Mei stick, this stick was refined by Mo Xian, made of ice crystal iron as the main material, weighing one hundred and twenty catties, although it could not be regarded as a divine weapon, it was also a sharp weapon, which was suitable for the skin refining level. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With a sound, Fang Yuan took three steps back, and Mao Zizhu just shook his body, Fang Yan and Bai Li couldn't help but show worried looks on their faces.

Mo Xian's voice came from Fang Yuan's ears: "A big step forward on the left." ”

Fang Yuan didn't think twice after hearing this, he took a big step to the left front, and walked with the stick in his hand, one swept through the thousands of troops, and the head of the stick pointed at Mao Zizhu's temple.

Mo Xian didn't use his mind to pass in directly, although that way was pointing, and there was no barrier between them, but there was no room for Fang Yuan to play independently, and with the way of sound transmission, although he was afraid of a beat, it gave him room to play freely, besides, Mo Xian only talked about footwork, and did not instruct him on how to play the stick, the result satisfied Mo Xian, Fang Yuan played very well.

But Mao Zizhu was taken aback, because his body shook slightly, his hand tightened, and he took a spear, and in the scream, Fang Yuan took a big step to the left front, just dodging his spear, not only dodging his spear, but also sweeping the thousands of troops with a stick, and with a snort, he took a step forward, and this step made his temples move towards the initiative.

He hurriedly leaned back, the tip of the stick rubbed out of the tip of his nose, a strong wind, the tip of his nose was hot, although there was no bleeding, it was enough for him to break out in a cold sweat.

He took a few steps back, but the spear in his hand vibrated like a circle, which can be seen that Mao Zizhu is not in vain, and even when he retreated, he was very tightly defended.

Fang Yuan didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, Mo Xian sighed in his heart, if it was Mo Xian, he would have not let him go a long time ago, and he chased and fought fiercely, since he blocked the road, there was no love between them, plus Mo Xian was born as a killer, no matter what the enemy was, everything was to kill the enemy.

But Fang Yuan didn't do this, he had his thoughts, holding the eyebrow stick, putting on a posture, pointing at Mao Zizhu, his eyes staring at him, Mao Zizhu felt as if he was being stared at by a pair of fierce beast eyes at that moment, at that moment, he had a feeling of panic, and he quickly abandoned this feeling.

He held the spear in both hands, took a deep breath, and the qi was at the end of the spear, and the spear shadow that was immediately born on the spear of the eight snake was half a zhang, buzzing and swallowing, he roared, and a spear went with him, pointing directly at Fang Yuan's chest.

Fang Yuan also shouted, the Qi Mei stick in his hand went straight up and down, a stick was split, the stick and spear clashed again, with a bang, Fang Yuan only felt that his palm was hot, and he almost couldn't hold the stick in his hand, Fang Yan and Bai Li's exclamations were heard in his ears, and his body hurriedly swung a big willow, and finally exhausted the power of this move, he didn't know, his tiger's mouth was cracked, and blood leached out.

"Take a step sideways, then step up to the right!" Mo Xian's voice came from his ears, and he followed, and the stick in his hand naturally dragged forward and swung forward.

Mao Zi gave a spear, shook Fang Yuan's stick, Gang Qi burst out, easily picked the stick away, turned his wrist, the spear turned over like a strange python, and the spear head was heavy, a little cold star, wrapped in Gang Qi, only picked at Fang Yuan's throat.

Just like Fang Yuan's divine help, he took a step sideways, the spear shadow fell into the air, and just wanted to change his move, Fang Yuan stepped up to the right, and the swing of the stick head of the eyebrow stick in his hand was coincidental and coincidental, hitting his armpit, and Mao Zizhu took a step forward with the spear at this time, and was turning his hand, his arm was hanging in the air, revealing a flaw in his armpit, he couldn't dodge, he held his breath, and received a hard blow.

Mao Zizhu gritted his teeth and snorted, fortunately, he was not only refining the skin, but also refining the tendons, that is, the tendons under the skin had been formed.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan's stick was only moved with him, not intentionally, this stick was not heavy, of course, for Mao Zizhu, it was not heavy, if it was a mortal, he would have died.

Mao Zi gave the second attack, and suffered a loss the second time, especially the second time, Fang Yuan inadvertently hit his armpit with a stick, and then he felt his tiger's mouth burst, the two exchanged two moves, seeing Fang Yan and Bai Li dizzy, the two couldn't help but cheer for Fang Yuan, Mo Xian smiled silently on the side, he held the purple bamboo cane in his hand, in fact, he was ready, in case the situation was not right, he would immediately take action to save Xia Yuan.

Mao Zizhu breathed a deep sigh of relief, and had to pay attention to the enemy in front of him, this enemy was obviously inferior to himself in skill, but his tricks were magical, and he saw that it was unintentional, but he just hit his own flaws, and he seemed to send the flaws to his stick.

This time, he was very cautious, tentatively launching an attack, Gang Qi was still attached to the spearhead, only using seven points of strength, and still retaining three points of strength, he was cautious, but Fang Yuan was powerful, he succeeded in two attacks, and his confidence increased greatly, although under Mo Xian's guidance, his fear was much lighter, and he remembered Mo Xian's teachings.

He advances and retreats in an orderly manner, gradually entering a good situation, often anticipating the enemy's opportunities, avoiding hard encounters with the enemy and fighting with the enemy, and even gaining the upper hand, but Mo Xian does not say a word, pointing is one thing, the most important thing is that he can really grow up.

Mao Zizhu couldn't fight for a long time, his heart was impatient, his eyes rolled, and he counted on his heart, and the qi on the Zhangba snake spear became shorter and thinner, as if his strength was about to run out.

His strength was exhausted, and with a sudden spear, Fang Yuan was forced away, and he turned around and left, and the eight snake spears dragged the ground, Fang Yuan was overjoyed when he saw it, and immediately strode to keep up, raising a stick and hitting it.

At this moment, the upside-down Zhangba snake spear suddenly bounced up from the ground, and Mao Zizhu also raised his head suddenly, shouted, and stabbed straight with his spear.

Fang Yuan was taken aback, the stick was knocked down, and with a bang, he was picked up by the spear, and then the spear flipped over, and slammed into his heart, seeing that Fang Yuan was about to be injured under his spear, a purple bamboo cane appeared, a white lotus flashed, just followed his spear, the spear could not be pierced.

Mao Zizhu turned over and retreated, raised his hand, and spilled a copper coin dart, Mo Xian shook his head, and with a move, the copper coin dart fell into Mo Xian's hand, and then, just a punch, there was an explosion in the air, and the qi became a pillar.

Mao Zizhu was taken aback, Gang Qi was out of his body, at least it was the cultivation of the bone refining period, he roared, and the eight snake spears in his hand immediately made a big move, and he wanted to hard top the fist.

Where can he stop it, his Zhangba snake spear fell to the ground, blood spurted out of his mouth, he roared, the blood on his body was bright, and he flew away.

Mo Xian didn't chase, he wanted to wipe out the people behind him, besides, he was seriously injured, plus he used exercises similar to the disintegration of heavenly demons, it is estimated that he will not live for a day, he smiled coldly and looked at the direction of his escape.

The assassin in the world actually dared to deal with him, and he also used martial arts cultivation, not showing retribution, not showing his means! )