"What, Mo Chong, are you already planning to sit still?" After the spell was cast, Qiao Zhengfang calmed down and spoke coldly. The black tornado outside him roared, and the ghosts inside were even more fangs and claws, and the momentum was not amazing.

"Sit back and wait, why don't you attack it and try it?" Mo Chong raised his eyebrows, his expression still indifferent. Or rather, pretend to be indifferent.

Qiao Zhengfang sneered: "I can tell you that ordinary offensive and defensive spells are useless under my move, and the wind will strip away all your offensive defenses and dismember them to pieces." Not only does my tornado have extremely strong attack power, but the powerful ghosts and demons inside should not be underestimated. They are all undead who have died under my move, and many of them have cultivated to be higher than you. I've ever used this trick to no other conquest than ever before. ”

Mo Chong sneered: "Oh!?Yuan Infant Monk can't either?"

Qiao Zhengfang was unmoved, but said coldly: "Is this your last word......?"

At this time, Mo Chong's heart was turning a thousand times. Before coming into contact with Qiao Zhengfang's spell, he had roughly figured out the attack method of the spell. The tornado outside him spun rapidly, relying on the wind and speed to reverse and change the direction of the incoming attack, and finally joined the tornado's control.

For this move, Mo Chong actually already has a way to crack it in his heart, although he didn't use it, he is also six or seven percent sure, and this will provoke Qiao Zhengfang to make a move. However, the wind spell that Qiao Zhengfang cast again looked very different from the previous one, which made Mo Chong depressed. It is obviously impossible to avoid the edge for a while. As for testing its power...... Probably as soon as his side made a move, Qiao Zhengfang would also attack with all his might.

'What should I do!?' Mo Chong's mind raced.

"Raging tornado, hundred ghosts walk at night!" Mo Chong hesitated. Qiao Zhengfang didn't give Mo Chong a chance to continue thinking. Seeing that Mo Chong couldn't make a move. He immediately stopped hesitating, and immediately pinched his hands, and the tornado spinning outside his body was indeed like a wind dragon, whistling towards Mo Chong. The fierce ghosts and demons inside let out a bloodthirsty scream.

'No way!only bet!' Seeing the wind dragon attacking, Mo Chong knew that he had no time to think about it, so he could only grit his teeth and urge the mana on his body violently.

"Bear!"

A ball of flame burst out from Mo Chong's body in an instant. Affected by the attacking Wind Dragon. As soon as the flames outside Mo Chong's body came out, they immediately surged wildly.

All things in heaven and earth can be roughly divided into five attributes, that is, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five elements. Among them, there are three rare attributes: wind, thunder, and chaos. Chaos is not in the Five Elements, but it contains the Five Elements. Chaos represents gestation, and it can change into any of its properties. Wind, thunder, these two attributes. It is also derived from the five elements, which is the so-called 'fire wood and wind.' Kim native thunder'.

At this time, it was not surprising that the flames outside Mo Chong's body would skyrocket when stimulated by the tornado, this was not only the attraction of the tornado itself, but also the instinct of the five elements attributes. Soon, the flames that were beating at the very top had been swept into the eye of the storm by the approaching tornado, and scattered into the tornado.

"Hahaha!Mo Chong!Fire spell!?Your brain is in water!?In this case, your spell will only be sucked by my tornado, and eventually become part of the tornado, increasing the power of my spell!" Qiao Zhengfang couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw that Mo Chong actually wanted to use a fire spell to fight with him.

Although he was impulsive just now, he immediately showed his tricks, but Qiao Zhengfang quickly calmed down. It was the first time he had fought Mo Chong, but he had already heard too much about Mo Chong. The name Mo Chong, even if it is thrown into a pawnshop, can at least be used as tens of thousands of spirit stones. I can't help but feel that he is not calm. But according to the current situation, his calmness is a bit redundant, Mo Chong even disregards the most basic Five Elements Shengke and casts a spell, isn't that self-defeating?

For Qiao Zhengfang's cynicism, Mo Chong turned a deaf ear, the magic trick in his hand did not move, and the mana on his body was continuously triggered.

The black tornado had already pounced on Mo Chong at this time, enveloping him in it. However, because there was a layer of flame on the outside of his body as protection, the tornado could not hurt Mo Chong for a while. Those yin ghosts and demons in the tornado, because of their own attributes Yin and cold, although they roared in the wind, they didn't dare to pounce on Mo Chong.

Qiao Zhengfang naturally saw that these Yin ghosts and demons were afraid of the flames outside Mo Chong's body, but he had no intention of forcing these Yin ghosts and demons to step forward. At the moment, he is already a sure winner. The flames outside Mo Chong's body were being stripped away every moment, and they couldn't last long at all, so there was really no need to let those Yin ghosts and demons go up to die. They'll be useful in the future.

'Oh, did you choose a fire-based spell to guard against the attacks of these Yin Ghosts and Demon Spirits?' Qiao Zhengfang couldn't help but have this thought floating in his heart. However, doing so is nothing more than delaying the Grim Reaper's footsteps. What should come will come. Qiao Zhengfang was not in a hurry.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the mouth of the ink punch in the wind. With this cold snort, the flames on Mo Chong's body rose several feet higher. At this time, Mo Chong's flames outside his body were already as high as three or four feet, and in the flames, he seemed to be a fire god who fell to the ground, and the black tornado outside Mo Chong's body, unconsciously, had slowly been dyed with the color of flames.

Gold can overcome wood, wood is strong and gold is lacking, wood can overcome soil, soil is heavy and wood is buried, soil can overcome water, water is more earth flow, water can overcome fire, fire can overcome water, fire can overcome gold, gold can extinguish fire.

There is no absolute strength or weakness in everything. The wind attribute is stronger than the fire attribute though. But at this time, Mo Chong urged the spell regardless of the cost, and the speed at which the flames were generated had exceeded the speed that the tornado could absorb and accommodate, and the tornado at this time had begun to be suppressed by the flames and gradually turned into a whirlwind of flames. Qiao Zhengfang's control of the tornado also began to weaken.

"Don't you think about it!"

Qiao Zhengfang certainly saw Mo Chong's intentions. However, he had already seen that Mo Chong's mana was much deeper than that of a monk of the same level, that is, he was of course not stupid enough to compete with Mo Chong in the wind and fire spell, but with a flip of his palm, and the fire carving bow in his hand. The next moment. Three fiery red arrows were fastened to the bowstring by him.

Ink punch at this time. If you give up urging the flames, with the speed of the tornado's spinning and the number of ghosts and demons in the wind, it will be easy to tear him apart. If he didn't give up urging the flames, and the arrows of the fire eagle bow would come at him, he would inevitably be hated on the spot. The power of these arrows had been taught to him before. This looks like a dead end.

"Die!" Qiao Zhengfang sneered. As soon as the five fingers were loosened, the three fiery red arrows 'swished' and made three wind-breaking sounds without waiting for Mo Chong to move, with lightning speed. Shot towards Mo Chong.

"Hurry!"

At the last moment, Mo Xuan, who had pinched the spell, suddenly shouted loudly. At the same time as he shouted, on the right side of Qiao Zhengfang, a dark green, flat thing the size of a millstone suddenly flew in and slashed towards his neck.

Mo Chong didn't have time to see the result of the attack, and immediately fell backwards after shouting. In any case, let's avoid the three oncoming arrows first! And his action naturally can't trigger the flames outside his body. The tornado and those fierce ghosts and demons with teeth and claws in the wind immediately roared and swept towards Mo Chong.

The flattened thing was obviously not very sharp, although it quickly cut into Qiao Zhengfang's neck. But it didn't cut off his neck. However, from the soft sound of 'click', Qiao Zhengfang's neck bone had been broken and even shattered by the flattened thing that came quickly. Qiao Zhengfang, who was hit by a dark green flat object, flew out of the left side for twenty or thirty feet, and then with a 'bang', it hit the trunk of a big tree, and the leaves of the tree rained down, covering him.

"Whoosh!

Three arrows shot from the Fire Eagle Bow quickly reached Mo Chong's body, and two of them swept past Mo Chong's eyes as he fell down. And the remaining arrow that came to take the key point of his dantian was relatively low, although Mo Chong's body fell, this arrow still grazed Mo Chong's chest, bringing out a long bloody mouth.

The fierce ghosts and demons that attacked around saw the blood, and naturally became even more excited. And at this moment, the fast-spinning tornado trembled slightly, then collapsed with a 'bang', and quickly disappeared into invisibility. The flames absorbed and enveloped in the tornado immediately rained down.

"Whew!"

A ghost struck by the flames screamed and fled from its place. After the death of Qiao Zhengfang, the caster, these ghosts were left with only the instinct of action. They may not have much intelligence, but they also know how to dodge the flames. Mo Chong had such a blood-drenched delicacy in front of him, but compared to the danger of burning themselves in flames, they naturally knew how to make trade-offs, and immediately scattered in all directions, just running clean in the blink of an eye.

"Bang. ”

There was another muffled thud. Mo Chong, who fell backwards, fell completely to the ground. However, Mo Chong didn't mean to get up immediately at this time, so he simply spread his hands and feet to make himself lie more comfortable. Won. It's risky and dangerous.

After lying down for a little half an hour, Mo Chong slowly sat up. He first stopped the bleeding from the wound on his chest, which was horrific, but it was only a skin wound, and it did not hurt the bones or muscles. After treating the wound and applying the wound medicine, Mo Chong stood up and walked towards the position where Qiao Zhengfang was standing just now. On top of that piece of ground, drop these things.

A fiery red bow more than three feet long is naturally a fire carving bow. Next to the fire bow is a blue-black quiver. There were five arrows in the quiver, and three or four scattered around the side. A little further alongside is a dark green shield the size of a millstone. It was Mo Chong's tortoiseshell shield.

Tortoiseshell shield, of course. It was it that gave Qiao Zhengfang the fatal blow just now.

At the beginning, Qiao Zhengfang sneaked up on Mo Chong, and the tortoiseshell shield was sent flying far away. Later, a series of actions by both sides also made Qiao Zhengfang have no time to take care of this shield. Maybe he couldn't remember it at all. After all, a protective shield was naturally used for defense, and he never imagined that Mo Chong would use this shield to attack himself.

Mo Chong didn't plan to attack with a shield at first, he was thinking about using a fire-based spell to bombard Qiao Zhengfang, or buying time to cast the 'Ten Thousand Spirits Possession' in the Soul Sealing Secret Technique. However, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and Mo Chong had to take a risk.

Obviously. Although Mo Chong took a risk this time, he won the bet. Qiao Zhengfang probably didn't understand how he died until he died. When did Mo Chong lay the groundwork for the attack next to him?

The Fire Eagle Bow bears the mana sigils of two people. One is Qiao Zhengfang, and the other is very strange. However, Mo Chong quickly guessed the owner of another mana mark. It was probably the bearded monk he had seen in the marquee.

Although he didn't know what the relationship between the bearded monk and Qiao Zhengfang was, Mo Chong still unceremoniously included the fire carving bow in Qiankun Na after erasing the mana mark of the two. The power of this fire carving bow is obviously very good. Although he hasn't used bows and arrows much, he can draw a bow and release arrows, and practice a few times at most, not to mention that before sending out the bow and arrow, there is still divine consciousness traction, and the accuracy will not be bad.

Putting away the fire carving bow and other items, Mo Chong walked towards Qiao Zhengfang's corpse. This person is also a number one among the opponents he has encountered, and the things on his body are probably not too bad. If he is really allowed to show his ability to press the bottom of the box, it is really difficult to say who will win and who will lose in this battle.

Under that big banyan tree. Qiao Zhengfang's body was sitting there silently. He lowered his head and saw the expression on his face. But judging from the right hand he had put into his arms, it seemed as if he was trying to grasp something, or take something out. Unfortunately, he could not catch anything, and when he didn't take anything out, he died.

Mo Chong sighed lightly, stretched out his hand, and was about to tear off the storage bag on Qiao Zhengfang's waist, when suddenly an alarm suddenly appeared in his heart. Mo Chong's complexion changed, and he immediately didn't want to go backwards quickly. And at the same time as he quickly retreated, Qiao Zhengfang, who was sitting on the ground, raised his head suddenly, and at the same time, his five fingers were like hooks, and he quickly grabbed Mo Chong's throat.

If Mo Chong's movements were half a minute slower, he would have been scratched through his throat at this time. But even so, Mo Chong's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. It's dangerous!

Qiao Zhengfang was slightly stunned when he saw that he was grabbing momentum, but he didn't catch Mo Chong, and then slowly stood up straight little by little. His head was still limp to the side, apparently his neck bone had been broken. But judging from the fierce light in his eyes, he was definitely not struggling to catch his breath, but a dragon spirit and a tiger.

"You...... Powerful ghost!?demon soul!?" Mo Chong quickly saw that the reason why Qiao Zhengfang in front of him was able to act was not because he was not dead, but because another soul was possessed on it, driving this body. (To be continued.) )