"I, Ouyang Fangzheng, have fought countless strong enemies and dealt heavy losses since I was born, but I have never fought against someone weaker than myself, I will suppress the realm to the peak of the Void Land and fight you fairly. Ouyang Fangzheng was very conceited.

"I'm afraid that when the time comes, you will not be able to defeat me, and the ban will be lifted. Luochen snorted coldly, secretly mobilizing the aura in the natal spirit island, and the four moving arrows were hidden in his sleeves, and they were about to explode.

Ouyang Fangzheng saw the small movements of the falling dust in his eyes, was unmoved, put on an improvisable posture, and stepped on the banner like a bold step to look down at the falling dust.

"The strength should be above the brocade. Peng reminded, as if he thought of something, and said: "But you dare to call the misty realm, of course this person is nothing." ”

Luochen smiled bitterly in his heart, at that time, I didn't have any loss at all when I won or lost the battle with the defender of the city, it can be said that I was barefoot and not afraid of wet shoes, and there was a backstage of killing the Demon Lord, who could do anything about it? But now it is not what it used to be, and the price of losing is to miss the physical pill.

Since the road has chosen the front, what is left to this world is only the back!

"Before I became an immortal, the way of devouring was life, and the way of devouring was death. "Luochen started with a supreme sacrifice of three thousand ways, trying to suppress Ouyang Fangzheng with one move.

"It's kind of interesting. A slight arc appeared at the corner of Ouyang Fangzheng's mouth, and the imperceptible look of anticipation flashed away.

"To begot, to swallow all things. As soon as the word annexation came out, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, but it suddenly erupted, and the aura within a radius of 100 meters was frantically poured into the Natal Spirit Island of the falling dust, and the strength of the falling dust slowly stopped after climbing to the physical realm.

"Soul Devouring Fist!" The heavy punch carrying boundless devouring intent hit Ouyang Fangzheng like a broken bamboo, and the bursts of suction emitted from the fist were like the huge mouth of the abyss, terrifying!

Ouyang Fangzheng's clothes were fluttering, and the seemingly inadvertent flash was the use of the speed of the three thousand Dao, and the terrifying figure was almost so fast that only a few faint afterimages were left, which was terrifying!

"Who knows how much the sword is under the soul?" Ouyang Fangzheng stared at the audience, the aura on his body was rising, and an oppression from hell permeated people's hearts.

A punch missed, and after seeing Ouyang Fangzheng's devilish figure, Luochen decisively gave up his plan to attack, and adopted the tactics of defending as an attack, defeating the fierce opponent from the flaws.

"I thought you could surprise me, but it turned out to be disappointing. Ouyang Fangzheng showed a look of disdain, and that pride seemed to be innate.

"Now the game is over. "Luochen has already pronounced a death sentence in Ouyang Fangzheng's eyes. As soon as the words fell, a wave of devastating air shrouded the dust that had been waiting for the battle, and everything was silent in an instant, but there was a hidden murderous opportunity.

"The thunder god is here!" The lightning in the sky roared and thundered, and the lightning was wrapped around Ouyang Fangzheng's robe, Ouyang Fangzheng was like a thunder god in the world, with a wave of his big hand, the thunder resounded for nine days, and they all slashed towards the vigilant falling dust.

"Death, ten thousand laws will not invade!" The falling dust retracted, and the aura barrier of heaven and earth born in response to the curse was like a soldier holding his position guarding every cent of the falling dust.

"Offensive and defensive!" Ouyang Fangzheng stared at the barrier formed by the way of devouring the dust, his eyes revealing the gaze that he had owned.

The huge number of thunderbolts of "Zilazila......" struck the dust barrier fiercely against the barrier of falling dust, making the unique sound of roast chicken bubbling with oil.

"Devouring Melting Fist!" Seeing that the barrier was unsupportable, Falling Dust immediately broke his body forward, stretched his arms, and the palpitating smell of devouring swept the audience, and the thunderbolt that had already spread to the barrier had undergone a new life and merged with the broken barrier, gradually transforming into a terrifying spiritual power that swirled around the Falling Dust Fist. With a bang, the dust storm swept behind Ouyang Fangzheng, and with a brazen blow, the grass and trees lost their color.

With a punch, who will compete with the peak?

Ouyang Fangzheng, who had always maintained an indifferent situation, finally changed color, and wanted to look back at the defense in a panic only to find that it was too late.

"Poof!" The dusty melting fist hit Ouyang Fangzheng's back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, Ouyang Fangzheng only felt that he had hit a chariot with more than a dozen wild horses on his leash, violent and terrifying!

"Look away!" Ouyang Fangzheng's sideburns were curly, his clothes were disheveled, and the whole person looked embarrassed, he wiped the blood that slipped from the corner of his mouth, and said gloomily.

"Noise!" The iron was about to strike while it was hot, and the dust did not give Ouyang Fangzheng any time to breathe, and the spiritual arrow in his sleeve was hidden, and the first form derived from the way of devouring was sent out one after another.

"Whoever else is the one who dominates the wisdom boxing!"

Ouyang Fangzheng was overwhelmed and hit the dust again, and immediately blood was dripping and scattered all over the ground.

"You ......" Ouyang Fangzheng's Yin Owl's gaze fell on Luochen, and his mouth muttered intermittently, "Provoke trouble... I..."

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Luochen didn't have any demeanor, and without waiting for Ouyang Fangzheng to get up, without saying a word, he sent out the Zhuan Luo arrow, which went straight into Ouyang Fangzheng's thighs.

"Ah!" I didn't expect the dust to be so inauthentic, the hole cards were not played, and even the cruel words did not give you a chance to say, and the chrysanthemum was lost miserably.

The chrysanthemums have been captured, will the clothes that cover the shame be far away?

Luochen turned into a hungry wolf at this time, and did it three times, and picked up Ouyang Fangzheng's splendid incense robe with lightning speed.

Poor Ouyang Fangzheng was famous, because the enemy didn't even release his tricks, he was put down by two fists and one arrow in the dust, sad and lamentable, singing and crying!

"Huh!" only a vague and resentful look flashed in the mist, and the fog cleared in a moment, and the person left.

Hands grasp the remnants of the picture, feet on the wisps of clothes. Luochen was dressed in a white robe, his face was like a crown of jade, his sword eyebrows were cold, and his eyes were bright. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the eye-catching word Shenge is like two impregnable fortresses defending its chest, as if telling its great achievements.

"Poof!" The majestic dust fell to the ground in the next second, as if he was exhausted and unconscious.

This dramatic change made the dust go, and the remaining six people breathed a sigh of relief, just ask the people Ouyang Fangzheng had lost to, how could they resist? Just as one of them was carefully bent over his waist to take down the word Divine Pavilion on Luo Chen's chest, a sudden boomerang pierced his body, bringing up the remnants on his robe.

"Zhang Yijun, I am inseparable from you!" The disciple of the dart glared angrily at the friend who had just inserted the knife behind him, and dispersed with a sense of grief and indignation, and the person left.

With such an episode of selling teammates, the only five people present looked at each other with vigilant eyes, as if they were facing a great enemy, but no one paid attention to the unconscious falling dust.

"This man sells even friends, is as treacherous as a mouse, and must be shameless. One of the five people provoked an incident, and the spearhead was directly aimed at Zhang Yijun, who betrayed his teammates.

"He still wants to snatch us and the remnants, brothers!" Under the vigorous agitation, there will be brave men, and the five entities shouted angrily, and they rose up for the remnant of the picture.

If the five of them could see the unconscious dust on the ground, and when they opened their eyes and smiled at this scene, would they be angry and the two Buddhas ascended to heaven?