Fang Lie didn't know that he had accidentally offended the arrogant Zhen Hongyi, but even if he knew, he would probably look indifferent.

Standing on the arena, Fang Lie stood proudly and looked at the referee solemnly.

The referee had just made a big ugly appearance, and his face was still a little embarrassed. When Fang Lie looked at him, he felt as if he was ridiculed, and his old face immediately turned red.

If other cultivators in the Qihai realm dare to do this? Even if they are children of aristocratic families, they will definitely deal with it. Anyway, as long as they are elders, as long as they are not excessive, they will not cause trouble.

But for this guy Fang Lie, this was the first time in his life that he felt powerless and fearful.

That's right, it's just fear. A master of Zi Mansion, but he has a fear of a young monk in the Qihai realm. If he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't believe it if he hadn't experienced it himself.

Facing the strong and arrogant Fang Lie, the referee did not dare to offend him at all, so he hurriedly announced loudly, saying: "The next competition begins, please come on stage."

Fang Lie has come up, so naturally there is no need to say much.

As for the other one, he appeared on the ring in an extremely arrogant manner.

He actually controlled a three-meter-high puppet warrior, descending from the sky and landing heavily on the ground.

This puppet warrior was completely refined from silver-white metal, weighing at least tens of thousands of pounds. When he landed so fiercely, he immediately trembled the earth, and set off a wave of air, rolling up countless sand and dust to float around.

The place where he landed was only ten feet away from Fang Lie, and the waves of sand and dust naturally swept over the first one.

Sand and Dust are sure that the other party will not cause any harm, so this is not a violation, but it can make Fang Lie look dirty and embarrassed.

Such obvious provocation angered Fang Lie at once. However, he is a rule-oriented person after all, and he will definitely not take action first before the other party violates the rules.

So he used his magic power to block the sand and dust, then squinted his eyes, and glanced at the other party with murderous intent. He began to think about how to deal with the other party for a while.

Fang Lie's opponent this time was a strong man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a fat face. He saw him grinning and revealing a mouthful of white teeth. The other party said with a smile: "Sorry, I just got this treasure, and I'm not familiar enough, how about it? Didn't you scare you?"

Who is Fang Lie? The heaven is not afraid of the earth, and the earth is not afraid of it. How could the iron man from all the aristocratic families of the Mo Sect be scared by this little situation? The other party said this clearly that he looked down on Fang Lie?

So after Fang Lie heard this, he suddenly became angry from his heart. He sneered and said, "Hehe, thank you for your concern, but, just such a broken thing, you really can't scare me. You're too worried."

"Broken thing?" The black man opposite immediately said unhappily: "I said Fang Lie, do you know the goods? This is a third-level puppet, a cold water warrior, and a third-level fire magic sword, which is very powerful. Even a Jinchi cultivator dares to say that in a battle, why do you say it is a broken thing?"

While speaking, the black man deliberately controlled the Hanshui Warrior to do several chopping actions.

I have to say that this puppet warrior is really good. His body is shining with silver light, made of ice silver. It is not only extremely strong, but also has a strong chill in nature. Its appearance depicts countless runes, which are undetermined as it moves, and emits a burst of chill. Generally speaking, these runes will be combined into some kind of ice-type Taoist technique.

Its left hand is a big sword that is ten feet long, and like its body, it is also a third-level magic weapon made by Ice Silver. However, his right hand is a long red sword that is about twenty feet long, which emits waves of heat on the surface, making it difficult for idlers to get close to it.

One sword, one sword, one ice and one fire, and combined with its majestic appearance, this Cold Water Warrior Puppet looks extremely extraordinary, and its combat power will never be low. As the Black Man said, you can fight a poor Jinchi monk alone.

However, Fang Lie didn't take it seriously at all, just sneered, and then said: "The thing is good, but unfortunately it will become a broken thing when it falls into your hands."

"Huh?" Hearing this, the black man suddenly became furious and said, "What do you mean?"

"I mean it is very simple, that is, you are not worthy of it." Fang Lie sneered: "With your magic power and spiritual power in the Qihai realm, if you want to control a third-level puppet, you also carry two third-level magic weapons? Do you really think you have this ability?"

Fang Lie's words were like a sharp sword, which instantly hit the most vulnerable part of the Black Man.

In fact, he himself knew that although this thing was good, it was not something he could exert. Now, even if he tried his best, he could only exert 30% of its power.

Of course, under normal circumstances, let alone 30% of the power, one can destroy a pair of Qihai monks in 1000.

But the problem is that he faced Fang Lie. Not to mention how powerful Fang Lie is, just talking about this guy's weird physique, it was like Xiao Qiang who could not be killed. No matter how serious the injury was, it would be almost gone in a blink of an eye. This is too speechless.

So if you want to defeat Fang Lie, you can only use the ability to explode instantly to make him die on the spot. If he is injured but not dead, then it will be completely like useless work. People will become lively again in a blink of an eye.

If you want to injure Fang Lie, the black man is naturally confident now, but he will be killed instantly, but he will not be able to do this.

The most important thing is that the black man is limited by his cultivation level and can only control the Hanshui Warrior in a very short time. Once it exceeds half a quarter of an hour, he will be powerless. At that time, his magic power and spiritual consciousness will be exhausted, and any monk can easily defeat him.

So, at least on the surface, Fang Lie's victory was greater in this battle.

However, despite this, the black man was not afraid at all. Instead, he sneered: "If I can drive it out, I will naturally have the ability to drive it and win Fang Lie. Don't talk nonsense, be prepared to die."

After saying that, the black man commanded the Hanshui Warrior to take offensive posture

The referee immediately announced with great sensibility: "The competition begins"

"Look at the sword." The black man roared immediately, then activated the Hanshui Warrior and swung a fierce sword. The next moment, a fiery sword light more than ten feet long was like the sickle of the god of death, slashing towards Fang Lie fiercely, like the sickle of the god of death, slashing towards Fang Lie fiercely.

The power of the third-level magic weapon is not comparable to that of the second-level magic weapon. Even if it is a divine light that is more than ten feet long, its power can be ten times different.

If Fang Lie dared to use "Explosion of Qi" at this time to activate the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Taoist Clothes to resist, I am afraid that the only ending that he will be cut off with one knife or two.

However, Fang Lie is not the kind of idiot who doesn't know how to adapt. He knows that the opponent's power is powerful and cannot be matched, so he spread his wings and soars into the air. He uses the super speed of the Divine Phoenix Wing to turn into a golden light that soars into the sky, easily avoiding this attack.

The black man naturally would not give up. If he couldn't get a knife, he would shoot another sword. The magic sword made by Bingyin stepped forward and a silver craftsman followed Fang Lie behind him.

Unfortunately, Fang Lie's speed was too fast, almost no worse than the sword light, so he just turned around and avoided the attack.

Seeing this, the person below couldn't help but talk, "It seems that the black man met his nemesis this time. Fang Lie really didn't grow these wings in vain. He flew too fast and couldn't hit it at all. As long as he delayed for a moment, the black man lost his magic power, he would definitely lose."

"Yes, yes, I think Fang Lie can advance again this time."

"That's not necessarily true? The black man's cold water warrior is at the third level and usually has special magical powers. I don't believe that he will lose so easily."

While everyone was talking, the black man had already launched seven or eight consecutive attacks, but unfortunately, all of them were lost without exception, and even Fang Lie's hair was not hit.

Finally, the black man was angry and he shouted: "Fang Lie, do you think you can escape from your Black Grandpa's palm by becoming a bird man? I tell you, it's a big mistake and it's a very wrong way to see my Taoism, the snow floats thousands of miles away."

As the black man finished speaking, the complete divine text on the Hanshui Warrior's body almost burst out with dazzling silver light at the same time. The next moment, a bone-broken cold air swept across the audience like a tsunami.

As the cold air comes, countless crystal clear snowflakes. Each snowflake is hexagonal, about the size of a thumb, containing a strange yin and cold atmosphere.

These snowflakes fluttered from the sky, covering the entire square in a blink of an eye. They were so numerous that they even blocked their sight, and they were almost at the point where they could not see their fingers.

Fang Lie, who was in it, felt deeply. He was in the heavy snow, and snowflakes were everywhere in the sky and could not hide, so he quickly fell a layer of his body.

The cold and cold breath in these snowflakes attacked Fang Lie's body, making him feel difficult to move. In desperation, Fang Lie had to use the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams to protect his body, so that he could barely act.

The obstruction of his vision made him look like a headless fly and could only run around blindly in the heavy snow.

In contrast, the black man was not affected at all. His sword seemed to have eyes, and he could always accurately find Fang Lie's position through the wind and snow all over the sky.

If Fang Lie hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been hit by him long ago.

Fang Lie knew that this would never work. As the saying goes, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it. If you only get beaten and don’t fight back, you will definitely be done.

Especially since the other party has two third-level magic weapons in his hand, he may lose his life as long as he gets hit.

But if he wanted to counterattack, Fang Lie had no idea. He was windy and snowy all over the sky, and he could not see anyone. He could only blindly counterattack along the direction of the opponent's sword energy flying in. His hit rate was too low.

Although Fang Lie's soul fire spear is sharp, it consumes essence and blood every time. It would be a pity if he was empty. And it was just a blind waste, which would be useless?
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