Chapter 330: Pursue while you are victorious

Fang Wenyuan's punch with full strength is naturally extraordinary, and it is blessed with palm fist and spiral strength, which is naturally more courageous.

The ghost that flashed was also punched. The two collided with each other, but there was no sound, and it looked like two thin pieces of paper had been blown together by the wind.

But then, a deafening sound sounded, and the breeze blew from the cave, and there was even a long pause.

A strong impact force erupted from between the fists of the two, and the entrance of the cave suddenly crumbled, and cracks spread on the stone wall of the cave.

Fang Wenyuan snorted, his body fell backwards, and it was not until he withdrew from the cave that he could barely stabilize his body, and his entire arm was in severe pain, and he trembled involuntarily.

This time, Fang Wenyuan finally saw clearly the ghost shadow that had attacked him twice, it was a bronze-skinned three-zhang man, and two ghostly ghost fires were beating in his eyes.

From the moment Fang Wenyuan bumped into the seven-zhang long ghost head knife, he had a vague guess. Fang Cai's glance was really real, and it could be regarded as confirming his conjecture. The ghost that attacked him was the embodiment of the skeleton at the hilt of the Ghost Head Knife.

It was exactly the same as his own Ghost Head Knife, however, the level of this Ghost Head Knife was one level higher than his Ghost Head Knife, and it had reached the standard of the Jindan magic weapon.

Just a ghost incarnated by a skeleton is so capable. This is beyond the reach of the ghost head knife in Fang Wenyuan's hand.

Now that he knew what the ghost of the sneak attack was, Fang Wenyuan also thought of a countermeasure. I saw him clenching his hands, condensing thunder and fingertips, forming a long nail with a dark red light.

Then his figure moved, and he flew into the cave again, and at the same time, the golden black mark on his forehead appeared, and the brown flame in his right eye, which ignited with a thud, gathered in his left hand.

The thunder in the right hand condensed into a nail, and the fire of the golden crow in the left hand converged and formed. Fang Wenyuan's eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice: "This time, see how you resist?"

There was a low roar from the cave, and there was a strong fear in it, but also a hint of fear.

However, it didn't mean to dodge, and its body flashed again, heading straight for Fang Wenyuan. It seems to be its duty to guard the entrance of the cave and not let anyone approach, even if it is defeated, it must fight to the death.

This ghost thing made a tricky move, which gave Fang Wenyuan a little headache, but fortunately, it didn't have any flexible spells, only some instinctive physical skills.

This time, Fang Wenyuan shot extremely fast, exerting his speed to the extreme, and piercing the heart nail in his right hand with lightning speed, killing the ghost thing. This ghost thing is not slow to react, and instinctively senses the danger of piercing the heart nail.

The momentum of the two-handed attack was suspended, the pace of his feet changed, and the move in his hand changed, pinching Fang Wenyuan's right hand and arm, so that his attack was fixed in front of his chest. But Fang Wenyuan's physical body was also strong and incomparable, and the body of the ghost creature was also a few steps back before stabilizing his figure.

At that moment, Fang Wenyuan stretched out his left hand without hesitation, and the golden crow fire shining in his palm immediately hit the elbow of the ghost thing. The fire of the golden crow spread away, and in the blink of an eye, the ghost thing was wrapped in flames.

As soon as he succeeded, Fang Wenyuan took advantage of the victory to pursue, the purple light in his left eye was intense, and he said in a low voice: "Thunder Floating!"

The octagonal array flashed from the soles of the ghosts' feet, enveloping it. Immediately after, there was a blinding thunderbolt, and the ghost let out a roar of pain. The body staggered back, and the bronze skin gradually withered, like the leaves under the autumn wind, turning yellow.

In a moment, the body of the ghost thing withered like a mountain flower, and the white bones of the forest were exposed. Fang Wenyuan didn't give the ghost a chance to breathe, and broke free with his arm.

Quickly pinched the decision and said, "Lei Yang!"

The blue sky thunder in the body made a dull sound, spreading throughout the cave, and the nine poles of heavenly thunder emitted a strong light, like a general in the thunder, ordering the thunder in the void to converge.

The roar in the cave came and went, dense like rain hitting plantains, and in the blink of an eye, at the mouth of the cave, a piece of thunder gathered, forming an ocean composed of thunder.

The ghost thing was in the center of this thunder ocean, and Fang Wenyuan was in front of it, watching coldly.

Fang Wenyuan made a move, and pursued one after another, not giving the slightest respite. The ghosts were hindered everywhere, and they lost one after another, so that they failed miserably at this moment.

The bronze skin, under the thunder ocean, did not dissipate at all. Even the exposed white bones have turned into powder. In less than a moment, only one skeleton remained, and the faint fire in its eyes was more than half dimmed.

Fang Wenyuan's eyes flashed, and he cast a spell again, preparing to smash the skull in one fell swoop.

But before he could cast the spell, the skeleton broke free from the thunder ocean, turned into a streamer, and went straight to the depths of the cave.

The initiative that he had mastered with great difficulty naturally could not be lost in vain, Fang Wenyuan's body moved, set off a sonic boom, and immediately chased after him.

There is no light in this cave, and the divine consciousness can only spread a distance of three feet around the body at most, which is very dangerous.

Just as Fang Wenyuan was chasing after him, his face sank again, and he stopped abruptly, and suddenly flew back.

Keng~~~

A cold light went straight to Fang Wenyuan's door. It came very quickly and without warning.

Fang Wenyuan seemed to have taken precautions, but he didn't expect it so soon. Although he was not shocked, he immediately raised his head, a standard iron bridge. The cold light flew almost against the tip of his nose. A strand of white hair rose up, and after the cold light, it broke off without warning and fell to the ground.

This cold light came very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Wenyuan reached out and wiped it on the storage bag on his waist, and took out his own ghost head knife.

With a twist of his wrist, when the cold light came again, he slashed over.

Boom!

The aftermath lingered for a long time, and Fang Wenyuan's hand holding the knife felt numb. The ghost head knife in his hand was also hit hard, and the blood-red light on the blade dimmed a lot.

Fortunately, the cold light that hit was blocked. Fang Wenyuan's face returned to calm, and he said, "The Blood Demon Sect is the three major evil sects in the Southern Kingdom, and the background is really unfathomable.

With just one cave entrance, there is such a powerful ghost head knife as a guardian. And this ghost head knife already has a Lingyi!"

That's right, what was blocked by him was the Ghost Head Knife. The ghost thing he fought against before was nothing more than this ghost-headed knife, the skeleton of the hilt. He also cultivated the exercises of the Blood Demon Sect, and naturally knew about the use of the Ghost Head Knife.

At the same time, he also knows the weakness of the Ghost Head Knife. It is the art of thunder, the fire of the golden crow that has been positive! Both of these are the things of the sun, breaking the evil spirit of the world. In the final analysis, the ghost head knife is still evil. Naturally, he was restrained to death by this thunder technique and the fire of the golden crow.

After destroying the ghost incarnation of the skeleton, Fang Wenyuan failed to pursue the skeleton, so the skeleton returned to the handle of the ghost head knife, turned into a knife, and attacked again.

The cold light of the square is that.

There were several accidents in succession, and they were all caused by a knife, which made Fang Wenyuan have a strong interest in this ghost-headed knife. The ghost head knife in his hand, although it absorbed the ghost heart of Huangquan, was still a little worse after all.

After all, his cultivation had just broken through, and he didn't have time to go to the sacrifice yet. Now seeing such a ghost-headed knife, his mind suddenly became active.

It's not that he likes the new and hates the old, because he knows that even if he subdues this ghost-headed knife, he can't practice it to control it at will. What he was really interested in was how the Ghost Head Knife produced the Lingxi.

Between the flow of thoughts, the movements in Fang Wenyuan's hands did not stop at all, and he swung the knife quickly with both hands, constantly resisting the attack of the ghost head knife guarding the cave.

The speed of the two is getting faster and faster, and it is dizzyingly fast. Even, there was only a sword shadow in the same place, and Fang Wenyuan's figure was covered by the sword shadow in the sky.

If it continues like this, it is a war of attrition, and Fang Wenyuan can afford it, but he is not happy to spend it like this. Because of the ghost head knife in his hand, he was constantly injured in the battle.

If it continues like this, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to restore the ghost head knife to its current state. When the time comes, it will only outweigh the gains.

With a long roar, Fang Wenyuan waved his arm and shook the ghost head knife guarding the cave away. Then he opened his mouth and spit out the blue sky thunder ding.

This tripod, three-legged, double-eared, with a simple 'thunder' character in front and back, shining with dark cyan brilliance.

As soon as Fang appeared, there was a loud bang when he landed, and he landed in front of Fang Wenyuan. With a palm, Qingtian Lei Ding suddenly went out as if it had no weight.

Dingkou rotated, flying in the air, Fang Wenyuan's body moved, surpassed the Qingtian Thunder Ding, and flew straight towards the ghost head knife guarding the cave, using himself as a bait to lure it to attack.

It also knew the danger of the Blue Sky Thunder Ding, but Fang Wenyuan didn't give it a chance to reflect, because now, Fang Wenyuan had already attacked the depths of the cave and forced it to the limit.

The limit of what it can tolerate is three steps in the hole, but Fang Wenyuan has repeatedly broken the limit, and it can't hesitate at all, it can only attack.

The Blue Sky Thunder Ding was behind Fang Wenyuan, and the Dingkou was towards his back, and the dark red Nine Extremes Heavenly Thunder among them exuded an aura of extinction. Once the ghost head knife guarding the cave misses, it will be trapped by the blue sky thunder ding.

The Ghost Head Knife let out a hiss, and went straight to Fang Wenyuan. Fang Wen was far unmoved, and even put his ghost head knife back into the storage bag, staring closely at the ghost head knife flying in.

When the Ghost Head Knife was less than an inch away from his chest, Fang Wenyuan's body was forcibly twisted, his right hand did not break the glove and turned into black, and he punched out, knocking the Ghost Head Knife into the Blue Sky Thunder Ding.

At the same time, Fang Wenyuan flew away, sitting on the edge of the blue sky thunder ding, pinching it with both hands, and striking out one after another yuan force.

The ghost head knife in Lei Ding struggled violently, but he was trapped to death by the Nine Extremes Heavenly Thunder, and tried to break free several times, but in vain.

And Fang Wenyuan's Yuan Force was like adding fuel to the fire, soaring the majesty of the Nine Extremes Heavenly Thunder.