Dinghai has already withdrawn from the war group.

Only the volley of the finger, thinking that it is a point, or a point-

The Buddha has attained spirituality, turned into a dragon, wandered and danced and roared, thundered and lightning, and stirred up the rain and wind: "Bang la! boom!"

Everyone's eyes are confused, everyone's heart is terrified, if the power of heaven is unbridled, how can manpower deserve it?

People are not crazy, stick crazy, crazy devil stick power, at this time has reached thirty percent.

Only three percent.

Poor Daoist Fang~~

In other words, Daoist Fang is fighting with a stick, still fighting hard, vicious, fierce, eight hundred rounds of battle!

The sad Taoist priest~~

The big guys pity him, because they all have a sympathetic heart for the weak, and they all want to cheer him on, but they are afraid of frightening him, so they can only silently shout weakly in their hearts: "Daoist Fang~~Come on~~Fang Dutong~~Come on~~Little Marquis~~Come on~~"

But in everything, there are always positive and negative sides, and you can't just look at the dark side!

In other words, since the stick has turned into a dragon, then Daoist Fang is fighting with a dragon!

Daoist Fang is here, slaying the dragon!

This is the bright, positive side, the dragon-slaying warrior of the East, in the name of the Jun Tian Divine Sword, fighting! fighting!

But I don't know, when this ancient and modern, the earth-shattering battle of ghosts and gods, how does Daoist Fang feel?

Of course, the task of this interview can only be handed over to the war correspondent, Princess Nole: "Honey Death Detachment~~Honey Death Detachment~~"

Secret radio station, the signal is on: "It's me!"

"Are you okay?

"It's fine!"

"Do you need help?

"No!"

"Honey is dead, everyone is cheering for you. Cheers to you. Pray silently for you. Do you have anything to say to you for your sincere wishes?"

"Thanks!"

"Honey is dead, is this your last word?"

“......”

"As your fiancée, I still have to ask very responsibly, do I still need to pay back the money I borrowed from you?"

“......”

"Honey is dead. Do you love me?"

“......”

"Honey is dead, are you dead?"

“......”

"Honey is dead, please answer~~"

"!"

......

That's the case, no kidding.

In fact, it was not Dinghai that really gave Fang Yin a headache, but Noller, who was teasing from the beginning and harassing from beginning to end, and Daoist Fang now had three big heads: "Shut up!"

The fact is that Fang Yin still has spare strength and deserves a hundred sticks. A thousand sticks, a thousand sticks. The same hand is like a rock, and the heart is as hard as iron: "Get out of yours!"

Don't you know, this time, Noller is unhappy again.

This reckless man, a rude reckless man, has no reverence at all, and insults the Almighty Lord for no reason: "Ya~~"

Knoller pouted.

In front of Fang Yin, a mouth appeared: "Yao~~"

The mouth is plump and attractive, the mouth is bright and dripping, the mouth is well-defined, and the mouth is huge and friendless, like a heavenly seal: "Bang!"

Print!

How fragrant, what a shocking kiss!

When this kiss, Fang Yin lost his mind in an instant~~

The color confers the soul and, in the blink of an eye, a stick on the head: "Woo-"

"Broken!"

The immortals, Buddhas and demons came out together, and the whole group of demons danced wildly, and at that time, the Taoist priest couldn't bear it anymore and finally attacked: "Break, break, break, break, break!"

All the way forward, chopping the waves, cutting the red dust, and stepping through the void: "Seize and snatch!"

"Duh!"

It's really a reckless man, Jiaolong can't be trapped, Dinghai saw him step by step, step by step, angry Qingjun Tian slashed all the way over, and pointed out-

Brahma fingers.

Fang Yin is general, pointing out, Ruijin fingers-

Finger winds intersect, one beat and two scattered: "Wave!"

The person was already approaching, and Dinghai slapped a palm, and Jiaye Yinyue palm.

Fang Yin is the same, square inch palm.

The palms struck, silently, and Fang Yin took a step back.

Dinghai took a half step back.

After that, Dinghai fingers, palms, claws, fists, legs, elbows, knees, all kinds of stunts came out one after another, Fang Yin was general, seeing the moves, high and low blocks, and even not far behind, and it was half a catty and eight taels -

In the meantime, the dragon of the Buddha's point danced wildly and acted as majestic, and the head and tail moved around as expected, and the two of them had been coiled in the middle: "Seize and snatch!"

The sound is connected into a line, like rain hitting plantains, and the spiritual root is the heart of iron and wood, but it does not hurt the sea in the slightest.

People are not crazy, and sticks are also crazy, but they are really crazy.

Now, I really said the word "service", such a dumb monk Dinghai, such a crazy devil stick method, I can't help Fang Yin: "Fang Yin! Fang Yin! Fang Yin!"

The voice started, sincerely: "Fang Yin! Fang Yin! Fang Yin!"

The battle has reached this point, which is enough to be worthy of Fang Yin's pride, and at this point, Dinghai finally has a trace of appreciation: "Boy!"

Only one leap, light and skillful, as if jumping out of the Three Realms: "Be careful!"

The next moment.

People have finally seen what the real mad stick method is.

Dinghai incarnates a mad demon.

Buddha incarnated as a madman.

People, and sticks, there is no trace of connection between the two, Dinghai is Dinghai, punching and kicking!

The Buddha is the Buddha, sweeping and vertically!

If there is an invisible hand, holding a stick in the dark, people are people, and sticks are sticks!

Just like Fang Yin holding a sword, fighting with the two Dinghai, the left and the right are staggered, and the abdomen and back are affected by the enemy-

In a hurry, you can't be defeated!

If you deserve that stick, you can't resist this person, and if you deserve this person, you can't deserve that stick, the rod is like a mad dragon, and the man is like a mad tiger, what a crazy demon!

It is truly miraculous, everyone is amazed, Renjian Yinru was defeated in this festival, and at this time, the old monk of Dinghai is still cultivating as much as he was back then-

At this point, the power of the mad magic stick method has reached seventy percent.

If Fang Yin can still resist, then the next moment will be the moment when the people and sticks are united: "Sizzle-"

Ink practice out of the sheath, smart like a snake, a spirit snake spit letters, straight to the eyes of the sea!!

Mo Lian has been dormant for a long time, and he is so hungry~~

Can there be any taste of blood?

Dinghai retreats, this is a sword that has accumulated steadily, and this sword Dinghai can't be used: "Take!"

At the same time, the Buddha stick fell, Fang Yin blocked with the Juntian Sword, and deserved a stick to Dinghai again: "Snort! snort! snort!"

In an instant, seven fingers pointed out, each taking the head, face, chest and abdomen: "Wave, wave, wave, wave, wave!wave!"

Seven finger winds, all hit!

Dinghai was empty-handed, but Fang Yin was holding a sword in both hands, unable to deal with it-

It is to protect Juntian with his body, and the seven fingers of the wind are resisted one by one: "Snort!"

Pointing to the wind again, it is seven again, and at the same time, the stick falls, and it is a stick!

"Wave!Wave!Wave!Wave!Wave!Wave!"Juntian is strong, growing up and heavy, and he thinks he is guarding: "Sizzle~~"

The same is true of the Buddha, to the fierce and fierce, the ink practice can't be stopped, Fang Yin can't resist: "Huh!"

Generally out of the sword, the sword stabbed the Buddha!

This time, it's different, Mo Lian wrapped it up, passed by, and wrapped it around his waist, like a vine entangled in a tree, like a snake entangled in a dragon-

Hundreds of refined steel, the fingers are soft, the oblique area, and the rod is empty.

It was entangled, and it was only for a moment.

The dragon is not to be entangled, and the iron and wood are not controlled, but at that moment, the Buddha rod is a little sluggish, and he can no longer do what he wants.

Subsequently, Mo practiced the Buddha, only a "wrapping" word.

One sword, ten swords, one hundred swords, the torrent system to lift the dam, the fierce horse to the reins of the rope, a hundred swords, a thousand swords, ten thousand swords, the dragon is trapped in the shallows, and the iron cage imprisons the tiger and the wolf.

After another battle, the Buddha was restrained, and it was difficult to move, slowly and slowly in the dragon state, and the momentum of the mad demon was no longer formed.

This is one of two battles.

Mo Lian is the Buddha, Jun Tian is the wind, and at the same time, Fang Yin is also in the middle of ten fingers, hundreds of fingers, and thousands of fingers, and there is no power to fight back, only the power of parrying.

However, it seems to be full of dangers, but in fact, it is dangerous, and one finger is not allowed!

"It's hard enough!" Dinghai liked it very much, Dinghai withdrew his hand and praised: "Boy!

It is indeed powerful, it is rare to be smart enough, the system is not as good as the guide, and the blocking is not as good as the sparse, Daoist Fang is a reckless man with brains: "Bang!"

The heavy Buddha stick fell stiffly to the ground, losing all vitality and agility: "Hehe~~"

There is only one secret, people are alive, sticks are dead, and it is always the same: "So-so, over awards-"

Dinghai is dancing with gas engine traction, so it is also, with two hearts: "Come again!"

After the warm-up, the decisive battle begins.

Dinghai grabbed it in the air, and the Buddha returned to his palm.

Half-mad, really crazy, this is the moment of transcendence, a stick to destroy the gods and Buddhas, who in the world deserves: "Come!"

The short Dinghai, with the sky above his head and the ground at his feet!

The thin Dinghai, the bones are like iron, and the tendons are like steel!

The ugly face, the divine glow, when the feet are on the solid earth, is the strongest time in Dinghai, and when the Buddha is in the palm of his hand, it is the time when he is full of power: "Tong!"

Suddenly, the gods and Buddhas were shocked: "Boom!" (to be continued......)