Refining Heaven and Earth

Defeated!

To be precise, Fang Bai's sword has not been used up and there is room for it. Whether this is Fang Bai's full strength or not is unknown.

The face of the man in Zipao looked very good, and the face of the crowd was not very good.

In all fairness, the man in the purple robe is not an ordinary person in Thunder God's Sect, but also an unusually strong one. Even so, Fang Baiyijian still cannot be caught.

"How strong is his strength?"

Everyone commits muttering, no wonder they can kill Mo Ting, it is extraordinary!

"Okay! Good sword!"

The old man in the Qingpao drank loudly and stepped out in the air.

Everyone heard the words, their eyes suddenly glowed, looking toward the sword in Fang Bai's hands, and it was extraordinary.

Fang Bai smiled. It is true that Wujian Sword is his powerful helper, but if a sword defeats this person, there is actually no difference if he has Wujian Sword.

The Qingpao man said that it was nothing more than an excuse for the Zipao man. The reason for the defeat was that the sword was too strong, not that the man was too strong.

Fang Bai smiled and asked, "Do you want to try?"

"I want you to die!" The old man in the green robe was cold.

"Oh?" Fang Bai frowned slightly. "It would be troublesome to hear someone kill you. I don't want to get in trouble now, not because of the trouble, but because of the wrong time."

"Arrogance!"

The old man in Qingpao said coldly, "It depends on whether you have that strength."

"Wait, I haven't finished talking yet." Fang Bai smiled. "Although I don't want to kill you, I feel it is a trouble to keep you, so in order to avoid more trouble, I decided to solve your trouble first."

"Ok?"

The old man in Qingpao calmly said, "It should have been so!"

Fang Bai smiled and said, "So, let's have a battle of life and death, endlessly, how dare you?"

"happy!"

The old man in the Qingpao laughed and said, "No one has dared to say these things to the old man for a long time. The old man will fulfill you today. Remember, you died in Qing Cang's hand.

"Qing Cang?"

Fang Bai whispered: "I remember, this space will also remember you, and the taste of your blood."

Qing Cang said coldly: "Let's talk nonsense, fight!"

He screamed loudly, with an earthy shield in his left hand and a short stick in his right hand. Such a weird combination, Fang Baiping saw this for the first time.

A smile just emerged from the corner of the mouth, and it instantly solidified. I saw the yellow shield emit a yellow light to cover Qing Cang, the short stick waved, and the red lightning danced wildly.

"Dirt Road, Thunder Road!"

Dirt road, the strongest defense!

Thunder Road, the most overbearing way of destruction!

The combination of the two, one defense and one attack, is perfectly natural!

"This person is strong!"

Fang Bai put away his contempt, released the sword without light, pointed to the void, "battle!"

boom!

A ten-foot-thick red thunderbolt roared through the void, smashing hard against Fang Bai, and the destructive power seemed to destroy this side of the world.

"Good job!"

Fang Bai's eyes were shining. This man's strength was stronger than Ji Mo and Mo Ting. The stronger the more he could arouse his desire to fight.

Dan Tian was running, so arrogant, without a lack of swords and swords, shining across.

Rumble!

Red thunder roared and jumped, and fierce collision with Jianmang continued for an instant, and dazzling fireworks bloomed suddenly, dissipating the void.

The two stopped shooting backwards at the same time, their eyes were flaming with warfare, and they secretly applauded each other's strength.

How powerful is it to show such a powerful power in the void? How strong will it be when we return to Honghuang?

Suddenly Fang Bai couldn't bear to kill this person. When fighting the Promise of God, he must be a powerful helper.

However, leaving this person can be troublesome.

"Come again!"

Fang Bai drank in a cold voice, shuttled through the void, and the sword became brighter and brighter, Qing Cang showed no weakness, his short stick waved, and a red thunder screamed.

Boom boom!

Suddenly, a fierce roar erupted in the void, and the two figures continued to recede and then shot back together.

Chen Yan's eyes were dignified, and now he is also the sage's pinnacle, but his strength is far worse than that of Fang Bai, and as time goes on, he gets farther and farther.

Ji Mo lamented in his heart that he had always regarded himself as the most powerful man under the gods. Now look, which one is no better than him?

Qing Cang is worth it. After all, it is a well-known thunder **** for many years, but Fang Bai is only a saint.

Soon, Ji Mo calmed down, and strength was only part of the cultivation, so he couldn't be confused.

The distant crowd was already stunned. Qing Cang was so prestigious in the thunder **** sect that he battled a saint to such an extent that he had lost in a sense.

Look at the purple robe man's face more and more ugly, this sword defeated unjustly!

Boom boom!

The two figures were lasing, and I don't know how many fierce collisions occurred. Fang Bai had dragon scale armor and strong flesh, which could not hurt them.

However, Qing Cang was shielded by a shield, and he was not afraid at all. The two were fighting like this, and it became a war of attrition.

Fang Bai was secretly shocked, and his strength was soaring, he became arrogant, thinking that there was no opponent under the gods. Now look at it, there are more powerful in the strong!

If Qing Cang has the power of faith, he will not be an opponent.

Didn't you know that Qing Cang's heart was even more shocking, not to mention the sage Bae, how many people can the sage 9 fight with him to such a degree?

Without the suppression of cultivation, what would happen if Fang Bai was a saint's ninefold?

No, maybe the sage peak is enough.

Qing Cang's intention to kill was stronger and stronger, and he was not allowed to have such existence!

Boom boom!

Guanghua lasing, staggered figures, sharp consumption of qi, Fang Bai's qi is stronger than Qing Cang, even if it is consumed like this, Qing Cang must not be able to persist.

But Fang Bai was still dissatisfied. What if he encountered a strong man blessed by the power of faith?

For an hour of fierce fighting, less than 50% of the body's true qi was inside. While retreating, Dakou Lingye swallowed the refining and anger, Dan Tian became full instantly.

"Come again!"

Fang Bai screamed, accelerated sharply, and the sword was severely chopped down.

"impossible!"

Feeling the momentum of Fang Bai's sudden strength, Qing Cang was surprised, how could he suddenly become so powerful? Surprised, I didn't have much time to think about it, the shield light shone more and more, the red thunderbolt collapsed, and the figure collapsed.

For the first time, this was the first time Qing Cang was repelled.

At the same time, his body was rapidly regressing, his eyes were full of astonishment, I wonder why Fang Bai suddenly became so powerful.

Jian Mang magnified infinitely in his eyes, and it was Fang Bai who killed him again.

"How could this be?"

Qing Cang attacked with a single blow, and the fierce collision in the void bloomed brilliantly, and the red thunderbolt collapsed faster and could not resist.

The blood in his chest rolled and his face turned red. Qing Cang finally realized at this time that he was defeated in this tug of war and wanted to kill Fang Bai. It was even nonsense!

But he will not stop there!

Boom boom!

Fang Bai was so overwhelming that he did not lack swords, sword after sword, and continued to attack without giving Qing Cang a chance to breathe.

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Bang Bang!

The thunder and lightning were shattering, Qing Cang's figure kept shooting backwards, and he blinked away within a few miles.

There was a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth, his hair was a little messy, and his complexion turned from blood red to bleak.

Qing Cang is not reconciled!

"dead!"

When the roar sounded, Qing Cang suddenly stole the earthy shield, surrounded by countless red thunder and lightning, and whistled toward the short stick.

Suddenly, the red thunderbolt spread to ten feet, as if a red dragon tumbled in the void.

puff!

Qing Cang followed by a spit of blood on the short stick, a weird scene emerged, listening only to a mighty dragon chanting through the void, a true dragon phantom blended into the red thunder, roaring and roaring.

"Dragon Soul?"

Fang Bai frowned slightly. I did not expect that Qing Cang had such a method. He hesitated with the essence and blood to sacrifice the dragon soul. This dragon soul was obviously much stronger than Ao Eclipse.

But no matter what, Fang Bai's determination cannot be changed!

"kill!"

Nine dantians run in sequence, and the sword and sword are shining brighter, across the void, as if to tear this life.

The roaring dragon soul opened his eyes wide, as if suddenly very frightened. Even the roaring sound shuddered, and Qing Cang's face became more and more ugly.

boom!

There was no shortage of swords, and they were severely collided with the red thunderbolt. At that moment, the two forces seemed to freeze in the void and started a fierce battle.

Roar!

The dragon soul roared and rushed towards Jianmang, and suddenly a mighty coercion emanated from the Wujian Sword. The dragon soul trembled suddenly and turned around to escape.

"what?"

Qing Cang stayed completely, I do n’t know what happened, and when Fang Bai looked at the sword in his hands, his expression became more complicated.

"broken!"

Fang Bai was overjoyed, knowing that the breath of the sword was enough to let the dragon soul retreat, and the refining of the spirit fluid, the sword awn became brighter.

At this time, the red thunderbolt finally couldn't hold it, and it was broken.

boom!

puff!

Qing Cang's blood spurted, his body quickly regressed, and his eyes were full of despair. The strongest means was still not Fang Bai's opponent. This battle, so far!

In the past, rhetoric had to be cut, but at this moment, it is difficult to say if it can save its life.

"Dead!"

Fang Bai said coldly, Wujian Sword was cut again. It is undeniable that Qing Cang's strength is very strong and it will be of great use to keep it, but it will also be a big trouble. I do n’t know when it will give him a fatal blow from behind. Danger!

Suddenly, a nifty golden palm stretched out in the void space, crushing the sword awn and crossing it between the two.

God!

Familiar atmosphere, Xu Changyou!