"Shadowless!"

Lu Feiyang snorted coldly, and grabbed Wang Dachun with his big hand. As he grabbed, the air seemed to become much more viscous and the gravity seemed to increase a lot.

The air was squeezed towards Wang Dachun, as if he wanted to squeeze him out of this world, as if Wang Dachun was redundant.

This is the effect of Lu Feiyang's mana being too powerful and directly using mana to squeeze and shake the oscillate air.

Wang Dachun's expression changed. As the saying goes, experts will know if they have it as soon as they take action. Lu Feiyang's strength is much stronger than King Chu, and he is his own enemy.

Among the Sons of the Red Fire Sect, every time one more ranking is higher, the strength is much stronger.

Lu Feiyang is the third-ranked Son of God, and it is conceivable that his strength is strong.

brush!

Wang Dachun shook his body and slapped it out with a palm. His palm was soft and soft, like a drunken drunk man, without any strength, just like a weak willow Fufeng, but this palm broke Lu Feiyang's "power".

The catch just now seemed simple, but there was a hidden mystery. If Wang Dachun was at a disadvantage, he would be afraid that the next fight would be in a passive state.

Once two people with similar strength fall into a passive situation, it will be difficult for them to turn the tables. Wang Dachun has extremely rich fighting experience and knows that it is powerful.

His palm just now was called cotton palm, which was from evil theology. This palm seemed to imply the Tao of Tai Chi. Wang Dachun felt that Tai Chi was infinitely close to Tao.

Wang Dachun flipped his palm and appeared in his hand. This pen was Ma Liang's magic pen. After brushing two strokes, the word "子" was written. The word "子" suddenly turned into a big knife and suddenly looked towards Lu Feiyang.

Lu Feiyang snorted coldly and slapped the big knife, but soon Wang Dachun wrote the word "sword" and killed Lu Feiyang on the head.

Then Wang Dachun wrote "Ghosts, Demons, Gods, and even Black and White Impermanence" and so on. All the demons and monsters came out and surrounded and killed Lu Feiyang.

For a moment, he was very busy. This Ma Liang magic pen seemed to have increased as Wang Dachun's strength increased, and the power of the things he wrote also increased.

"Hmph, a trick of eagle!" Lu Feiyang snorted coldly and exploded all the demons and monsters with one punch. Wang Dachun's Ma Liang magic pen may be able to deal with ordinary masters, but it is not enough to deal with masters like Lu Feiyang.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

When Wang Dachun was used in the Great Cutting Technique, the sky was filled with wind blades and swords, cutting everywhere. At the same time, the Great Decay and Prosperity Technique was also used, half of the Decay and Prosperity, and the effect on Lu Feiyang.

It made him feel extremely uncomfortable. Although the large cutting technique was sharp, it was tangible and he could resist it. This great dying technique made him feel very uncomfortable. This Taoist technique is simply unpredictable.

Wang Dachun used Ma Liang's magic pen to write the word "curse" in the air. This word "curse" is a combination of his great curse technique and Ma Liang's magic pen. Its power suddenly increased. The two "mouths" of the word "curse" suddenly turned into two mouths and kept cursing.

Lu Feiyang suddenly felt panic. His two mouths were cursing in his ears, as if he had done something that was angry and resentful.

Finally, the two mouths entered Lu Feiyang's sea of ​​consciousness and were still cursing.

"Damn!"

Lu Feiyang snorted coldly, is there still nothing left, is it still cursing?

Swear to your sister!

"Hmph, the hymn of death!"

Lu Feiyang snorted coldly, and a dark sickle suddenly appeared in his hand, slashing at Wang Dachun with a knife. When the sickle was cut out, a hymn suddenly sounded around him. This hymn is not praising life, but praising death, and the praise of death.

The praise of the god of death is definitely not a good thing. Wang Dachun felt a crisis of death surged into his heart.

Artifact!

Wang Dachun instantly judged that the dark sickle was a magic weapon, and a magic weapon with great lethality.

There are many types of magical artifacts, with great power and small power. For example, Wang Dachun's Sangmen Bell is a defensive magic weapon, and its attack power is a bit less meaningful.

This death sickle should be a magical weapon with very huge lethality, and it is very strange and can instantly harvest life.

"Haha, as soon as the flying death scythe comes out, Wang Dachun is dead now!"

"Yes, the Death Scythe is a magical artifact refined by the God of Death, rich in dark attributes. Feiyang had only obtained this sickle that he had been dead for life. Once the sickle came out, he would definitely harvest his life."

"Yes, that Wang Dachun is dead!"

Liehuo of Chihuo Sect and others were secretly sending messages to each other. In their eyes, Wang Dachun was dead now!

Dong!

Just when everyone thought that Wang Dachun would definitely die, Wang Dachun suddenly sacrificed the mourning bell. The bell rang and a powerful sound wave suddenly formed. The sound wave directly caused an energy storm to sweep towards the death sickle.

This is a new feature that Wang Dachun has explored. It turns out that the Sweeping Gate Bell can still be used in this way. M.

The sonic attack artifact is actually very lethal. Wang Dachun only left the artifact of Sangmen Zhong because he liked its mass destructiveness.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Next, the Death Scythe and the Death Sect Bell fought in the air, and it seemed that they could not decide the outcome for a while.

"What! Wang Dachun, this little beast, actually has a magic weapon?"

Liehuo and others were sure to win, but they didn't expect that Wang Dachun would also take out the magical artifact. Now they really didn't expect it.

The two magical artifacts were fighting in the air. The fight between Wang Dachun and Lu Feiyang was also very fierce. The two were of equal strength, and it seemed that it was not that easy for a while to decide the winner.

"Feiyang, I am here to help you!" At this moment, a monk from Lingxin Temple flew directly to the ring. This was the Lantern-burning Arhat of Lingxin Temple.

The people in the Shen family changed their expressions, "Hey, the people in Lingxin Temple are shameless, they actually fight one against one!"

"Yes, that thief monk, what do you mean when you hit me halfway through?"

"I see that the face of Lingxin Temple has been lost to you!"

Even Shen Teng looked ugly, "Zen Master Fahai, what does your Lingxin Temple mean? Wang Dachun has already played several games in a row, but you still have to fight one? Really think that there is no one in our Shen family?"

Zen Master Fahai clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, I didn't say that you can't fight one. Didn't Wang Dachun want us to go together just now?"

"you……"

Shen Mengyao stood up and said, "Dachun, I'll help you!"

Wang Dachun laughed, "There's no need. I'm about to use these two people to break through the Holy King. Where can I find such a good mobile phone?"

Only when life and death can the potential of life be stimulated and the potential is squeezed to the limit, so that there can be hope for breakthroughs.
Chapter completed!