Online Games: The Bone Great Sage

Chapter 275

Tail'er was discussing how many rounds the Bone Demon King would fight against the master if he didn't use the Lingbao, and then he saw the scene in front of him: "This is impossible, they are all immortals, the gap is too big."

"It feels so fake. After all, this guy is also at the level of a fairy, so he is so vulnerable."

"It was agreed that if you don't use Lingbao, you can fight for tens or hundreds of rounds. This is too watery."

"Just now this person made you blow so hard, is it so vulnerable?"

"He is really powerful. He was originally talented, and later he used the blood of a great witch. As long as he grows into Taiyi, he can reverse his blood and become an immortal."

"I've also seen his Gengjin sword chop a very powerful boss with a single sword. That boss was besieged by hundreds of people and couldn't be killed."

"Come on, does anyone know this person? This person is shrouded in black mist, and he seems to have some knowledge."

"This is a top player from the Fengmen Guild, called Evil King Kong."

"Yes, it is said that it has absorbed the golden light of Buddhism, but it also incorporates the spell of refining corpses to turn itself into a living corpse. With the twisted Buddhist golden light, it is almost a humanoid weapon."

The man was thin and skinny. In the mist, his muscles looked like knotted muscles, but his eyes were extremely bright. He saluted and said, "Evil King Kong dare not say that he can win you, but I also want to learn from your master."

Zhang Fan didn't buy it, and said flatly: "If it was a normal sparring, I might spare you. But now, you are dead."

"Hahaha, it's really crazy and interesting, let's decide between life and death, whoever escapes will be the grandson." Evil King Kong flew towards Zhang Fan while speaking.

"It turns out that you are waiting for me here. Are you not good at flying? They are all useless little tricks. Why run away to deal with you?"

Zhang Fan was still sitting cross-legged on the spot, his body was glowing with glazed golden light, and the entire skeleton body looked extremely crystal clear, surrounded by silky demon wind.

"Die, Sky Shattering Strike!"

When the evil King Kong arrived in front of Zhang Fan, he was immediately enveloped in a golden light emitting black air, and the fist in his hand seemed to have turned into an awl, as if the fist could tear apart the void.

In an instant, dozens of fist shadows enveloped Zhang Fan.

Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack...

The continuous impact of fists almost became one sound, almost becoming one sound.

Zhang Fan didn't move at all, but the evil King Kong flew hundreds of meters and stabilized his body. He looked at his twisted fist in disbelief. Although he couldn't feel pain when he became a living corpse, the fist was basically useless and he couldn't use his strength. .

"I lost, let me say goodbye."

Xie Jinguang's complexion changed, and he knew in an instant that he had no chance of winning at all, and that he was not as good as the opponent in the field he was best at, so why should he fight.

"I said, this is a battle of life and death."

With a flick of the three thousand black hair, it was like a silver horse flying back wrapped around the evil King Kong, and then he punched directly.

"Evil Qi Body Protection King Kong Immortal!"

Two layers of stellar qi shrouded his body, and his skin glowed with golden light.

puff!
There was no sound of collision, a glazed fist appeared on the back of the evil King Kong, and as Nanming Lihuo burned, an evil bone relic appeared on Zhang Fan's palm.

Zhang Fan put away the relics and Qiankun bag, and then looked up at the camp in Heaven: "Next."

"Shushan Sword Cultivator, Mingxia, please enlighten me." A female cultivator with a blue long sword on her back saluted.

"Here, I also kill women." Zhang Fan said.

"In this way, I don't have to keep my hands." Mingxia pinched the sword seal with her hand: "Qingfeng Sword·Smite Demon!"

brush! ! !
The long sword behind her disappeared in an instant, and suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Fan's eyebrows, and was pinched between Zhang Fan's two fingers.

Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding...

As the golden claw shadow flickered, the Qingfeng sword broke inch by inch.

puff!
Mingxia spat out a mouthful of blood mist, but the blood mist did not disperse, but gathered into a blood sword with a handle of inches.

Hui Jian Wuhen · Urgent!
With the vibration, those blood swords turned into countless tiny flying swords again, and they seemed to disappear with the Mingxia Sword Art.

Brush, brush, brush...

Countless fine flying swords suddenly enveloped Zhang Fan, as if forming a formation, constantly shuttled around and struck Zhang Fan.

There were holes in the phantom armor on Zhang Fan's body, and it collapsed within a moment.

Ding, ding, ding...

But Huijian only splashed sparks on Zhang Fan's body, and the extremely dense sparks appeared, but they saw that there were no traces on Zhang Fan's bones.

You know, even Zhu Bajie's nine-toothed nail rake can't hurt Sun Wukong after eating the golden elixir and refining it in the gossip furnace. The mere immortal essence and the condensed flying sword can be shaken.

Mingxia's complexion became very ugly in an instant, and so did the audience and many generals who were watching. Without a battle armor or a Linglong Tower, just relying on your body to let you fight casually, you won't be able to lose any blood, even It is impossible to force blood loss, which shows the huge gap.

brush!
Two golden bone wings spread out from Zhang Fan's body, and countless blood swords shattered.

Mingxia spat out a mouthful of blood again, and her complexion was extremely pale for a moment. She tried to fly away with the flying sword, but was shrouded in bright moonlight.

She looked up and saw countless silver crescents fall, and then entered the underworld.

"I'll give you back the sword too." The moon wheel has been suspended behind him, and it was also the Wanjian Jue released by Yuanli just now.

"next."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and the next one, the next one, your sister, the next one, after these few battles, the players have completely woken up.

9000 flat peaches are very good, but they are simply not available.The few players just now, each has a trump card, and each is a top player.

One was nearly invincible, his own sword tripped.A defenseless, almost invincible body, was pierced by a punch.A swordsmanship was weird, almost unavoidable, but in the end he couldn't break the defense at all, and he was sliced ​​by countless flying swords.

And they think that the trump cards of the Bone Demon King, Qushanduo, Linglong Pagoda, and Zizhu stick, are useless.

If there are still people who think that they can win the bones, they are absolutely fools. At this moment, let alone one flat peach, ten flat peaches are useless, unless directly giving one flat peach can be sent to death.

Just as Zhang Fan was about to say something, he suddenly felt like a sword hanging between his brows, and a strange force penetrated directly between his brows, and was blocked by Bone Dao Lian.

"Bastard, you can play the death curse face to face. I'll give you a chance. If you don't even say anything, you will stab someone in the back. You want to die."

Zhang Fan turned into a gloomy light and soared directly into the sky towards a spaceship gathered by the players. On this spaceship, a small altar had already been burnt with incense, a villain in the shape of Zhang Fan's bones was enshrined, and dozens of people in black robes The people bowed together, and following the kneeling, a man in black at the head inserted a steel needle between the eyebrows of the villain.

"Bold, stop him." Seeing that Zhang Fan dared to rush up to the formation of heavenly soldiers and generals alone, Li Jing was furious.

"It's too presumptuous. It's almost as if I'm nothing. Let's go together and kill him."

"He wants to die by himself, so let's shoot together and kill him."

"There is no one in Tai Nima's eyes."

Many players clamored, but actually retreated, but there were also many who really thought this was an opportunity.

One person can't beat it, can't a group of people do it, a group of people can't do it, ten thousand, ten thousand can't do it, a hundred thousand can't, a hundred thousand can't do it, and there are more.

This is no longer a flat peach problem, but...

(End of this chapter)