"Extremely arrogant!I just don't know if you have the ability to do this!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said.

"How will you know if you don't try?" Fang Wenyuan had a bright smile on his face, and he didn't seem to take the two people in front of him in his eyes.

The middle-aged man looked at him like this, and he couldn't hold it in his heart, and said in his heart: "This kid has injuries on his body, and he is facing a crisis at the moment, but he is not chaotic at all!

"Hmph, you kid can only sneak up on secretly, what kind of ability?" said the short and fat man with angry eyes.

Fang Wenyuan played with the scimitar in his hand, instigating his spiritual power to forcibly erase the divine sense imprint on it, and the spiritual light on the scimitar instantly dimmed, obviously his spiritual damage. The short and fat man's face was even more flushed, and it was really uncomfortable to have his consciousness damaged!

What's even more infuriating is that Fang Wenyuan threw it away with disgust. Said lightly: "Do you have the ability! Haven't you realized it?"

When the short and fat man heard this, his flushed face immediately distorted, and he showed extreme anger. It was a great shame for a monk to lose his weapon in battle, not to mention that the divine consciousness on the blade had been forcibly erased. Not to mention that his divine consciousness was damaged, and he was still being ridiculed by the other party at this time, how could he not be angry?

"Kill you! Let's see if you can be arrogant!" The short and fat man finally couldn't help it. With one hand stretching out, a fireball immediately formed, and then went straight to Fang Wenyuan.

When the middle-aged man saw him act like this, his face turned cold and he was a little displeased. secretly said in his heart: "Stupid to the extreme, if you are slightly provoked, you will be angry and unbearable!"

The middle-aged man has never despised Fang Wenyuan. The viciousness of Fang Wenyuan's methods, and the death of a thin man is a good proof. So after his round with the short and fat man, he has been delaying time, the purpose is to wait for the man in the long shirt, and he will be more sure when the time comes. But at this time, the short and fat man disrupted his plans.

Fang Wenyuan still looked light-hearted, facing the fireball. With a push of his right hand, an ice pick immediately appeared, stabbing into the incoming fireball. As soon as the two touched, there was a sizzling sound, the ice pick melted, the fireball went out, and only a white mist drifted in the wind.

The middle-aged man saw that the plan was messed up, and the man in the long shirt would arrive in a moment, so he also joined the battle, only to see him fold his hands and face out. The yellow light was everywhere, and the thorny roots of the earth in the earth were towering, covering a range of more than ten zhang around.

Fang Wenyuan had already seen the middle-aged man's art of controlling the earth, so at the same time as he cast the spell, he had already retreated. When he was almost injured by a thorn, he jumped up a tree.

Hum ~ An extremely thin disc appeared from among the branches of the tree without warning, heading straight for Fang Wenyuan. The remnant long sword in his hand was in gear, and after a sonorous sound, the disc jumped to the side. Looking at it intently, the man in the long shirt had already arrived at the other two, pinching the fingers of his sword with one hand, and looking at this side with a cold light in his eyes. Apparently he was in control of the disc.

"Do you want to bully more and less?" Fang Wenyuan sneered with the corners of his mouth curled.

The three people on the opposite side knew that they were wrong, so they stopped saying no more and cast their own spells. The middle-aged man waved his hands, and saw the soil in front of him churning, slowly condensing into a native with a blurred face, holding a spear in his right hand.

The short and fat man had words in his mouth, and a spark appeared in front of him, turning into a fiery snake in an instant, and the temperature around him rose sharply, and the weeds on the ground withered directly.

The man in the robe pointed forward with one hand, and the disc hovering around him immediately buzzed. Immediately following the natives and the fire snake, he went straight to Fang Wenyuan.

Fang Wenyuan saw that the situation was wrong, and immediately cast a spell, and the thorn seeds that were thrown to the ground in advance immediately grew,

Blocked in front of the natives, only for a moment, it was incinerated by the fire snake and turned into a sea of fire. A disc broke through the sea of fire, Fang Wenyuan's pupils shrank, and he flipped backwards to dodge, so he retreated again, and threw out the remnant long sword in his hand that was infused with a lot of spiritual power, and said at the same time: "Young Master Ben is very busy, I won't play with you!"

The aura on the long sword was extremely unstable, and at the moment when Fang Wenyuan floated away, it exploded directly, and the middle-aged man cast the spell on the native instantly crushed the fragments of the long sword, and the disc also collapsed to the side.

The middle-aged man immediately cast a spell to build an earthen shield to block himself and the two people around him. Seeing Fang Wenyuan say that he would leave, the three of them were stunned for a while, they didn't expect that the kid who was quite arrogant just now actually ran away without looking back.

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he knew that Fang Cai had been tricked by Fang Wenyuan, and said secretly: "He has nothing else to rely on at all, and Fang Cai's calm attitude is just an illusion!" So he chased after him, this time, the middle-aged man no longer cared about anything else, and changed his habit of being cautious.

On the branches in front of him, Fang Wenyuan was swimming very fast, and with his body technique, he was quite flexible in this wood. Seeing the three people chasing after him, the corners of his mouth curled: "Second plan!"

Fang Wenyuan's speed was unreserved, as if he was really running for his life, and he also covered the wound on his shoulder, pretending to be aggravated.

The middle-aged man in the back, looking at Fang Wenyuan's movements, his eyes burned, and his feet worked harder, and his speed was much faster. At the same time, as soon as he pointed in front of Fang Wenyuan, a native man immediately took shape, swung out a spear, and shot like an arrow.

Fang Wenyuan seemed to be panicked, and hurriedly stretched out his right hand to resist, his strength seemed to be a little insufficient, although he grabbed the spear, his body was stunned, and he stumbled and almost fell from the tree, and his speed dropped a lot.

When the man in the long shirt saw him behaving like this, his face turned happy, and the frisbee in his hand flew out in an instant, chasing after him. The short and fat man also cast a spell, and the firebird flew out.

Fang Wenyuan seemed to be powerless to parry, and reluctantly cast an ice pick to extinguish the firebird, but he was injured by the disc in the lower abdomen, and Yin Hong's blood trickled outward. Then he staggered down from the branches of the tree with a pale face, and fell to the ground motionless.

The three of them stood on the branches, and they had no intention of approaching for a while, and the middle-aged man looked thoughtful, and said to the man in the long shirt beside him: "Use your silver moon to test it and see if he still has the strength to parry." Don't hurt him, I still have something to figure out. ”

The man in the long robe nodded, and the disc hanging in the air immediately flew towards Fang Wenyuan, leaving several shocking wounds on his back. The middle-aged man showed a satisfied look, and then flew down first, landing beside Fang Wenyuan.

The short and fat man wanted to kick Fang Wenyuan, but before he could kick it, Fang Wenyuan suddenly stood up and grabbed his neck with one hand. A wind blade in his palm cut off his head without hindrance, and Fang Wenyuan's cold gaze became the last picture he saw in his life.

Fang Wenyuan suddenly burst out, and the speed was too fast, and the other two wanted to stop it, but it was already too late. As soon as the wind flashed, after Fang Wenyuan killed the short and fat man, he immediately flashed to the side, quickly pinched the trick, and shouted in a low voice: "Knot!"

The huge colorful tiger immediately appeared, and the man in the long shirt who was casting the spell was suddenly startled, and wanted to dodge in a panic, but one of his arms was bitten off by the giant tiger.

From Fang Wenyuan killing the short and fat man to forming the Beast King Array, it was only a moment in a hurry. The middle-aged man's face immediately became ugly and abnormal, and he lost troops all the way, but he didn't expect that in the end, he still couldn't take the eighth-layer kid in front of him, and finally fell into the opponent's formation.

Immediately gritted his teeth, took out a bronze mirror, and took out several spirit stones and put them into it. As soon as the bronze mirror vibrate, a black gas immediately poured into his eyebrows. His eyes suddenly became inky.

Fang Wenyuan's heart jumped, looking at the middle-aged man who had become demonic, and a bad feeling rose in his heart. So he took out the small red flag from the storage bag and said, "If you help me through the current crisis, I will let you be reincarnated!"

The beast roar sounded, and the souls of the demon beasts in the small flag emerged one after another, scattering in all directions, chasing the other two away.

After doing this, Fang Wenyuan still felt that it was not enough, and took out a few swords again, and the spiritual power poured into it like flowing water, and the aura of several swords immediately became very unstable, and there were bursts of hissing.

Facing the middle-aged man of the beast soul, he smiled, but after integrating into the black qi, he became very evil, making his smile at this time look very cruel. A black knife appeared strangely in his hand, and as long as the beast souls around him were touched by his black knife, they were forcibly absorbed in horror.

Fang Wenyuan's pupils shrank, surprised at the effectiveness of the black knife. Then he looked at the beast souls who were desperate for freedom, his eyes were a little unbearable, he sighed lightly, and muttered: "You have done your best!

"Dismissal helper, how do you win me?" The middle-aged man slowly walked towards Fang Wenyuan.

Fang Wenyuan seemed reluctant to speak, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the long sword levitating in front of him was immediately thrown out by him.

"Burst"

With a bang, the long sword shattered, turning into fragments in the sky and covering the middle-aged man. As soon as the black light appeared, a black light mask appeared in front of the middle-aged man, blocking all the fragments of the long sword.

But the coverage of these fragments is extremely wide, and the man in the long shirt who fought with the giant tiger on the side was not so lucky, and there were no fragments on his body.

"Calculate the time, it's almost," Fang Wenyuan said secretly. So, he directly threw out all the remaining long swords, 'boom~'

Smoke and smoke flew all around, covering the figures of the middle-aged man and the man in the long robe, although the power of the long sword's self-explosion was extremely powerful, Fang Wenyuan did not dare to relax, and flew back a few steps back. As soon as he moved, a black knife immediately flew out of the smoke and nailed it to the place where he was standing just now, and the blade of the knife was all thrown into the earth, which showed its great power!

Fang Wenyuan seemed to have expected this, and did not have any panicked look. Standing quietly in place, looking at the pale-faced middle-aged man, his ragged clothes slowly coming out of the smoke.

After the middle-aged man walked out, Ban Xiang didn't see any trace of the man in the long shirt, obviously dead!

The black knife on the ground blurred into a cloud of black gas and drifted away, the middle-aged man looked at Fang Wenyuan, his face was bitter, his eyes were gloomy, and he said Xiao Ran: "Your Excellency is thoughtful, and you are ashamed of yourself." If there is a chance to do it again, the contemptible person will not be consumed by greed. ”

"It's a pity, you don't have a chance!" Fang Wenyuan said lightly.

"When did you set up the formation, and when did you poison it?"

"Before you come!"

"What kind of poison is this, which can make people unable to lift the slightest spiritual power?"

"I don't know!"

Fang Wenyuan's answer made the middle-aged man a little stunned, but at this moment, he was a fish and a knife, so he didn't say anything more.