Since he was an enemy, Fang Yan didn't hesitate. He disappeared in a flash. At the same time, he shot out his sky-shaking hand, and the huge orange palm pressed down on a chemical martial monk in the sky. The speed was too fast, too sudden.
, do it as soon as you say do it.
The monk was frightened by the sudden giant palm and hurriedly offered his sword to resist. Unfortunately, it was too late. He was pushed down by the giant palm and fell to the ground. At the same time, Fang Yan appeared next to the monk and jumped to his side.
Seizing his inner chest, he used the Youlong Fighting Technique. The monk had no chance to react, and he poured it out in one breath. The Blood Shadow Remnant was so fast, I really can’t believe that Fang Yan had entered the third transformation of the War Blood Transformation.
, what kind of scene that would be.
Fang Yan quickly hit him on the chin, and the monk was immediately hit with blood spurting out of his mouth. He was about to fly away when he reacted, but Fang Yan pinched it with his palm and pulled it back.
At this moment, the other two monks reacted and rushed forward to rescue. Fang Yan was not disturbed and punched out quickly. The monk's chest shook and he yelled "Wandering Dragon".
A muffled sound of "bang" sounded, and Fang Yan used all his strength this time. The monk flew several feet away without even having time to scream. He spurted blood in the air, and fell heavily to the ground. His internal organs were all broken, and his life was lost.
cut off.
In a few breaths, he tyrannically killed an early-stage chemical weapon cultivator without any damage.
Fang Yan's bloody shadow used it again and appeared in the distance in the blink of an eye, breaking away from the surroundings of the two flying people.
On the side, Tu Qiang was fighting with the middle-aged man like fire. For a moment, no one could do anything to the other. The middle-aged man was at the eighth level of chemical weapons, while Tu Qian was only at the sixth level of chemical weapons. He just relied on Buddhism to
The hand seals and the domineering skills were as good as the other's.
When Tu Qiang saw Fang Yan killing a chemical martial monk so quickly, he screamed, "Fang Yan, when did you become so sharp? You're a pervert." At the same time, he dodged the opponent's fatal blow, "Ah, ah, ah.
! You are so ruthless, then don’t blame the poor monk for giving you the bell." After Tu Qiang said, a large and simple bell flew out of his dantian, and the crisp sound of "ding" went directly to the middle-aged man's mind.
Then he blasted towards the middle-aged man.
"Ah! You actually have such a war treasure." The middle-aged man exclaimed. Obviously, the big bell used by Tugun is not a mortal thing.
Fang Yan ignored the Tu Qiang and looked at the two monks opposite him with concentration and vigilance, thinking about how to deal with them.
"Qiuqiu, you can temporarily hold someone back." Fang Yan said to the little beast on his shoulder.
The little beast let out a "chirp" and jumped down onto its shoulders. Dazzling purple lightning appeared out of thin air and wrapped around its body, making a "crack" sound. The little paw clawed in the air, and several thunder and lightning appeared. With a wave, it hit a person standing in the air.
The monk shot it at an extremely fast speed.
The monk's sacrificial sword came forward to meet the attack, and the little beast's claws kept scratching in the void, and several lightning strikes appeared again.
At the same time, Fang Yan jumped up, jumped several feet high, and attacked another monk. Afterimages were dragged out behind him, which dazzled everyone who saw it.
"Humph." He snorted coldly. The monk's palms glowed, and he waved his big hand. Fang Yan suddenly felt a huge spiritual power coming, and he quickly punched to resist. His body in the air paused, as if he had been hit hard.
Generally, the momentum dissipated, Fang Yan's figure fell, and he stood on the ground again without touching the monk at all.
"No, the opponent has at least the fourth level of chemical martial arts cultivation." Fang Yan thought with a frown.
Without giving Fang Yan a chance to think about it, the opponent's big sword was already coming. Fang Yan was anxious. If he couldn't pull the opponent to the ground, there was nothing he could do.
Fang Yan looked at the big sword being slashed at him, his legs slightly bent, as if taking root on the spot, his arms twisted strangely to remove the power of the big sword, and then his palm shook and the big sword flew away.
The man in the sky was shocked. What kind of fighting method was this? It was so weird.
The big sword kept slashing down, Fang Yan's hands danced rapidly, and the force was thrown away. There was a stalemate for a moment. Fang Yan was anxious, he would be defeated sooner or later if he continued like this, and if the other party also had some magical powers, then he would be in danger
, Fang Yan still remembers the last battle with the leader of the Blackwater Sect.
"Tu Qiang, is there any way you can help me get him down?" Fang Yan shouted anxiously.
Tu Qiang didn't reply, he raised the big bell and hit the middle-aged man's magic weapon hard again. At this moment, Tu Qiang was quickly distracted, silently reciting Buddhist words in his mouth, quickly forming seals with his hands, and a golden Buddhist big
The seal instantly flew out of the massacre gunman, getting bigger and bigger, and with a mysterious aura, it flew towards the monk who was fighting Fang Yan.
At the same time, Tu Qiang groaned and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. He was momentarily distracted and suffered a huge loss from his opponent.
Seeing the Buddha Seal coming, the man in the sky quickly raised his sword and struck it. Fang Yan seized the opportunity and jumped up again, grabbing the opponent's calf with his big hand.
"Get down here." Fang Yan yelled with all his strength.
The man was struggling to resist the Buddha's seal, and his body was shaken by the blast. He finally blocked it, and found that his legs were caught again. In shock, his feet shook, and powerful spiritual energy wavered out. Fang Yan's palms suddenly became numb.
It hurts and is about to come loose.
Holding back the pain that felt like being torn apart, Fang Yan shouted again, blood boiling in his body, he exerted force with his big hand, and his body jumped up again, and the other big hand used all his strength to thrust towards the man's face. Accurately,
There was a "pop" sound and the slap was loud. Blood immediately flowed out of the man's mouth and nose, which shows how powerful it was.
The man never expected that with all his strength, he could not shake the opponent away. Instead, the opponent jumped up and was caught off guard.
Fang Yan didn't pause at all. He kicked out with his big foot wearing shabby cloth shoes, hitting the man's knee. The man stumbled and became unsteady. Fang Yan seized the momentary opportunity, grabbed the man, and pressed down desperately.
"Get off here." The two of them twisted together and fell to the ground.
The man was confused. He had experienced dozens of battles, big and small. But he had never been so useless as today. The opponent was obviously no match for him, but he managed to make himself suffer continuously. Now they were fighting together like mortals, feeling in their hearts.
Baonu.
Fang Yancai didn't care whether he was angry or not. Now that he had successfully pulled him down, he was 90% sure that he could kill him. He hit him with an elbow and beat the man beneath him again until blood spattered everywhere.
"Drink! Kid, get out of here!" The man roared, and strong force emitted from his body knocked Fang Yan away. At the same time, a spiritual shield appeared to protect his whole body.
Fang Yan's body was churning due to the sudden force, and a mouthful of blood surged upwards, almost spurting out, before he was forcefully swallowed.
Shaking his dizzy head, Fang Yan did not dare to give the other party any chance, so he used Xueyingcan again. The man knew that it would take a lot of trouble for him to get close to this young man, so he quickly flew up into the air.
Fang Yan finally got him down, how could he get up to heaven again?
"You'd better stay down there." The sky-shaking hand was shot out, directly covering the ground. The man seemed to know what Fang Yan was thinking, and struck out with the big sword immediately.
"Boom!" A huge collision sounded. The orange palm disappeared and the man's sword was hit back, and blood started to flow from the corner of his mouth.
Although the sky-shaking hand did not hit the man, it still prevented him from flying up into the air again. For Fang Yan, this was enough.
The man wanted to get up again, but unfortunately, it was too late. Fang Yan's real body flashed forward, and he took his big hand towards the opponent. But just when he was about to touch the opponent, he was suddenly blocked by a light shield. "Spiritual shield!" Fang Yan said.
shock.
"Haha, kid, let's see how you block me, go to hell." The man laughed and slashed with his sword.
Fang Yan dodged sideways and punched hard again, but still failed to break the spiritual shield. But this time Fang Yan did not take back his hand.
"Ah! Break it, break it!" Fang Yan roared, his face turned red, and his fist shook violently and stretched forward.
You Long Cun Jin.
"Bang." There was a shattering sound, the spiritual shield dissipated, and the fist hit the opponent's abdomen directly.
"Ah." Then another scream rang out, resounding through the sky. One moment, the man thought he was protected by a spiritual energy shield, but the other party couldn't do anything to him. He relaxed his mind, and the next moment something happened. He was in disbelief.
The hit hit him right on target, and he flew backwards with blood spurting out from his mouth.
Fang Yan did not let him go, and immediately chased after him, regardless of whether the opponent was dead or not. He continued to hit him with all his strength. He did not stop until the opponent had no chance of survival anymore.
Fang Yan looked at the man who was so helpless that he couldn't die anymore, and he didn't feel any emotion in his heart. Since he wanted to kill him, why should he be polite to him?
"Ah! My son, you will not die well." The middle-aged man who was fighting with the butcher gun saw the young man killing two people in a row. He shouted angrily and was about to break away from the butcher gun and kill Fang Yan.
"You'd better keep it with me." The big gun bell was fired in time, and the middle-aged man had to return to the lower gear and couldn't get out for a while.
On the other side, the battle between the little beasts was also inextricable. Although they couldn't kill each other, the little beasts' thunder and lightning were so strange that they couldn't get away. The monk couldn't do anything with the little beasts. The little beasts were small in size and fast.
Like lightning, it flashes and disappears from time to time, even if it doesn't confront you head-on, it won't let you get away. The monk was in a terrible mess. The little beast is so spiritual that he can even think of such a clever and clumsy way of fighting.
Fang Yan took a look at the battle situation. He should be able to hold on with his gun butcher. So he jumped out again and went straight to the monk who was fighting the little beast.