God said the world

Chapter 397
Piao Miao Wutrace entered the Zhengdao League from the secret way, with a mask on his face, but when Piao Miao Wutrace entered the Zhengdao League, his eyes were stunned, and he looked around, as if it was inconceivable.

"Crazy, these people are really crazy." Piao Miao Wujing said to himself.

The men in black around who were cleaning the fire didn't pay attention to Piao Miao Wujing, but the God Emperor came over and said to Piao Miao Wujing with a flat face: "We didn't set the fire off."

Piao Miao Wu Trace watched Shen Huang pat him on the shoulder, smiled mysteriously, said nothing, and then walked away.

The Emperor of God froze for a moment, stood there looking at Piao Miao Wutrace's back and said: "This... I really didn't let it go..." They were all damned from the Righteous Dao League, and when they saw people who couldn't beat them, they set fire to warn them.

"It's useless to tell me, think about how to explain to him." Piao Miao Wutrace replied.

Shenhuang felt the pain of a dumb man eating coptis, holding his breath, and then said to Piao Miaowujing: "Since you are here, I will leave this place to you. I still have things to do."

"You can do whatever you want, but I didn't let the fire go." Piao Miao Wutrace looked around at the burning locations, it seemed that the fire was not big and the damage caused was not too big.

The Emperor of God said impatiently: "I will explain this to him, just keep an eye on this place." He followed the people and walked towards the front yard.

Watching the emperor leave, Piao Miao walked up to a man in black without a trace and asked, "What is he doing?"

And the man in black pulled down the black cloth covering his face and said, "Look for Baidiyi." I believe everyone is familiar with this man in black, the one who appeared on Yunwu Mountain with Jian Kuang.

He was seriously injured by Tian Yinke, but now he has recovered a lot.

"Baidiyi?" Piao Miao Wuzong muttered a few words to himself, but in the end he couldn't arouse interest, so he found a place to sit down, waiting for someone, waiting for a master who belonged to this place.

Fang Hentian was completely caught in a bitter fight. The three Fu Junhe, Bafang Fengfengfeng, Yishazhi, and Boneshattering Fist, did not allow Fang Hentian to have any chance to breathe. If he didn't rely on Wuji's miraculous body skills, he believed that Fang Hentian would have died long ago under the cooperation of the three Fu Junhes.

Due to excessive blood loss, Fang Hentian's face became paler and he was panting non-stop. On the other hand, his vitality was being lost and his internal strength was gradually weakening.

Fu Junhe naturally saw Fang Hentian's point, so he was not in a hurry, but kept consuming Fang Hentian, after all, Fang Hentian's strength is too amazing, who knows if he will leave behind ?It's better to be careful.

Qingzhi, Fu Junhe's little abacus, but Fang Hentian is helpless, and there is a Jinglei Jiudao watching around, ready to attack at any time, just waiting for him to show his flaws.

Fang Hentian stumbled and couldn't even stand firmly. That's it, Fu Junhe's wind and rain could not help Fang Hentian. Fang Hentian's stumbling steps were as if they were intentional, completely following Fu Junhe's steps. On the empty point of the wind and rain in all directions, he easily dodged Fu Junhe's nunchuck.

Although Fang Hentian's blood dripping on the ground was captured, Fang Hentian's Wuji magical skill was so bizarre that he couldn't catch his figure at all. .

"Get out of the way." Fu Junhe yelled, and his fists had already used the Tiger Emperor's [-]th successful Bone Crushing Fist to bombard Fang Hentian.

Seeing this, Bafang Fengyu and Yishazhi, who had been entangled with Fang Hentian, immediately retreated to the side, otherwise they would easily accidentally injure themselves at such a short distance.

As soon as Fang Hentian noticed the wind and rain in all directions and retreated with a killing finger, he felt a strong force rushing towards him.

Fu Junhe's fists burst out with a strong murderous aura, fierce and domineering. Compared with Fang Hentian, he was much weaker, and he had already lost half of his previous skill, but in order to save his life, he had to do his best.

"How could I die if you're not dead yet?" Fang Hentian clenched his fists with both hands, gnashing his teeth, completely ignoring the knife wounds on his body, forcing the internal force to activate the blood in the meridians, and the wounds that had already stopped bleeding At this time, it erupted again, and the blood spurted out directly, but Fang Hentian ignored Fu Junhe completely.

Fu Junhe showed a smile, thinking that Fang Hentian's current strength was not his opponent at all, so he thought so, but Fu Junhe's Bone Crushing Fist went all out to bombard Fang Hentian.

bang...

After the fist bump between the two sides, Fu Junhe, who was originally smiling, began to look strange.

Promise magic power, ninety-nine return to one.

There are 99 blows in one punch, and one blow is faster than one blow. This is not the most powerful thing. What is really powerful is that every blow has hidden hardness and softness, and is capricious. The pros and cons are chaotic, like mercury pouring into the ground.

Fang Hentian kept his punching posture and did not move, while Fu Junhe was hit by ninety-nine returning to one punch so that he rose into the air with a crisp sound of bone shattering and then fell heavily.

The remaining four Fu Junhe, who had One Killing Finger, Thunder Nine Swords, Eight Directions Wind and Rain, and the Nine Suns Divine Art, were stunned. They didn't expect Fang Hentian's Promise Magical Art to be so unique and so powerful.

Fu Junhe was brutally blasted to death, and Fang Hentian's situation was also not optimistic. After trying his best to return to one, Fang Hentian could no longer catch his breath and was almost on the verge of death.

Seeing that another avatar was killed, Fu Junhe felt that Fang Hentian deserved to die, and had to die, otherwise Fang Hentian would become invincible, just like the five masters of Tiansha. There can't be a second five masters, there should be yourself.

With the power of the Tiger Emperor, the wind and rain in all directions are swift.

Seeing that Fang Hentian didn't move, Fu Junhe immediately attacked him heavily. What Fu Junhe didn't expect was that Fang Hentian didn't dodge or dodge, and let his nunchaku bombard him.

Seeing that Fang Hentian didn't flash, which was more in line with Fu Junhe's intentions, one stick after another fell on Fang Hentian's body. Fu Junhe was completely red-eyed, but he didn't realize that Fang Hentian turned around with the stick His body was covered with blood, if it wasn't because Fang Hentian was wearing black clothes, it would be obvious that he was covered in blood, almost a blood man.

Promise Divine Art...

"Get out of the way..." Realizing that Fang Hentian was a little weird, Jinglei Jiudao immediately sounded a warning, but Fu Junhe was fighting so vigorously that he didn't even hear Jinglei Jiudao's warning.

Nali Qi hit.

Suddenly, Bafang Yuyu woke up after feeling the pain in his chest. He opened his eyes and watched Fang Hentian's fist hit his chest... This feeling of power is surprisingly familiar...

With a snap of his fingers, hundreds of fierce and stormy fists bombarded Fu Junhe's whole body without interruption, just like Fu Junhe attacked Fang Hentian with all directions of wind and rain just now.

"Wind and rain in all directions..." Fu Junhe, who was lying on the ground, was no longer human-like, he could only see more air coming out and less air in.

Fang Hentian said in a weak voice: "Wuji's magical skills are extensive and profound, Fu Jun and how much do you think you can understand?"

Fang Hentian didn't have much internal energy left after blasting out the ninety-nine return to one just now, so he came up with a particularly bold idea, using himself as a bait, and secretly using the Nali attack from Wuji magical skill to absorb all the opponent's attacks into it. The body, and then burst out all at once, which is equivalent to repaying the other body in the same way, but it hides the astonishing lethality of the Wuji Divine Art, so the power of the wind and rain from Fang Hentian is only stronger than that of Fu Junhe. not weak.

However, he will also bear the corresponding damage. Today, Fang Hentian can only be said to be dying, and the rest is supported by his spirit of never dying until the Yellow River. This is one of the "instincts" of the players in the game.

Instincts are different. For example, when the sword god seals the prince with a sword, when he releases the soul with the sword, the soul will go out of the body, but the body will fight independently, not controlled by the prince with the sword; Help, once his body senses danger, it will automatically dodge.

Seeing Fang Hentian's appearance, Fu Junhe was completely shocked, and said aphasia: "Why...why can't you die like this?"

Fang Hentian raised his head with great difficulty, the blood on his face made his whole body more terrifying, looked at Fu Junhe and said: "You are not dead, how can I die."

The more Fu Junhe thought about it, the more something went wrong. Why did Fang Hentian want to die so much?Although I used to wish that Fang Hentian choked to death drinking water, and was struck to death by lightning when he went out, but I would not go so desperately to trade my life for my life and take the other party's life.

After all, it is not worthwhile to exchange your own life for the lives of others. Once a person dies, and he wants to be a player with a full class and high martial arts like himself, the system will definitely beat him back to his original form. The equipment would also be completely lost. Fu Junhe couldn't figure it out at all. Even if he could kill himself, Fang Hentian would not be able to survive. What good would it do him?
What is the deep hatred between myself and him?
"Who the hell are you?" Fu Junhe finally couldn't help roaring out.

"A person who wants to shatter your ambition and hegemony." Fang Hentian actually smiled slightly as he said that, as if enjoying Fu Junhe's shocked expression.

Fu Junhe shouted at Fang Hentian with an angry face: "Kill him, kill him for me, cut him into pieces."

With a killing finger, two beams of light shot towards Fang Hentian from a distance, but Fu Junhe didn't dare to approach him, for fear that he would end up like Bafang Fengyu. Seeing the two beams of light getting closer to Fang Hentian...the result Unexpectedly, it hit the target, and only heard the sound of puffing into the flesh twice, Fang Hentian didn't even hum, which made Fu Junhe feel more and more uncertain.

"Come and try..." After a long while, he said to Jinglei Jiudao beside him.

Jinglei Jiudao really wanted to scold him, but on second thought, scolding him is not the same as scolding himself...

In desperation, he could only walk out with the knife in his hand, and said to Fang Hentian coldly, "I don't care who you are or what hatred you have with me, but I will definitely cut off your head with this knife."

One of the nine swords of Jinglei cut the soul.

Jinglei Jiudao retracted his saber into the scabbard, then stood in the same straight line as Fang Hentian, stretched out his hand to draw the saber, but he disappeared in place...

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I'm so sorry I was so sleepy last night so I went to bed
(End of this chapter)