Refining Heaven and Earth

Three swords in succession, three people in a row, simply sharp!

Jiuyang Shenzong played naturally are strong, still can not stop Fang Bai Yijian, which shows that Fang Bai's strength is strong.

At this moment, everyone at the scene also understood that Fang Bai's strength lies between a vague level, that is, between the saint and the quasi-god.

Stronger than a saint, weaker than a quasi-god!

Jiuyang Shenzong seems to have forgotten Fang Bai's existence and turned to challenge others.

The battle platform immediately became lively. In addition to Fang Bai, there was another battle platform that nobody challenged, and that was Xie Qing.

When Jiuyang Shenzong launched the challenge, Wuyuan Shenzong and Giant Spirit God Island were not idle, and people continued to fight.

It has to be said that the giant spirit island is unique, and sometimes weird attack methods appear, causing many casualties to Jiuyang Shenzong.

Fortunately, the people who participated in the battle of Jiuyang Shenzong also returned to normal. They no longer blew themselves up without a word, so everyone was relieved and they were at ease.

You come and go on the battlefield, the only result of the loser is death, no luck.

In just two hours, more than forty people have been killed. Which one is not a saint? The sage peak is not in the minority.

In general, there are injuries to each other, and no one has taken much advantage. Jiuyang Shenzong cannot accept it. Thinking of taking this opportunity to suppress morale, no one has made any progress.

"A bunch of waste!" The young man in Jinpao frowned slightly and was about to step out, but was stopped by Jin Jiuyang. "What do you want to do?"

The young man in the golden robe said, "Since they don't want to play, let me fight!"

"No!"

Jin Jiuyang said indifferently: "It's not the time yet, the true strongman of Wuyuan Shenzong and Giant Spirit God Island has yet to come forward. As for those four people, we don't need to bother them for the time being.

If I am not mistaken, Meng Yuanshan and Xie Qing will have artifacts on them. They are not easy to deal with. The sword in Fang Bai ’s hands must be an artifact. I wonder if he cannot exert his power or urge him.

As for the bitch, it was difficult to deal with non-artifacts, so I couldn't ignore him and wait. "

"Okay!"

The young man in the gold robe nodded, and his consciousness swept the crowd behind him.

In the depths of the Jiuyang Shenzong camp, there is a unique group, with a small number of only thirty people, but each of them is the peak of a saint.

The cold face, the indifferent eyes, the calm breath, everything that happened in front of him was unmoved.

Occasionally, when looking at Fang Bai on the battle platform, the light flashed, and then disappeared.

Boom boom!

The fighting continued, but Fang Bai, Xie Qing, Meng Yuanshan, and Xunzi were on the platform where no one challenged. Jiuyang Shenzong seemed to forget it.

The more so, the more frustrated Fang Bai felt. He still hasn't seen the top powers of Jiuyang Shenzong fighting. What are they waiting for?

boom!

The violent weather erupted, and a blue sky swept across. It was the blue robe old man of Wuyuan Shenzong. There were more than ten saints Jiuzhong and the saints who died at the peak of the sage, and finally couldn't help it.

The old man in the blue robe just landed on the battle platform, and the drizzle drove along. Before it fell, it turned into a sharp sword, stabbing towards the person opposite the Jiuyang Shenzong.

The man was not panicked either. Nine rounds of scorching sun gave off a scorching breath, and there was a sudden mist on the battlefield, which was far from clear.

"dead!"

I only heard the old man in the blue robe drank a drink, approaching a roar, the light curtain exploded, and a figure blasted back. In the middle of the air, his body exploded violently, and the blood blew into the sky.

The fog on the battlefield was swept away, and the old man in the blue robe stood intent, with an indifferent expression, and his cold eyes looked towards the Jiuyang Shenzong camp.

"So strong!"

Fang Bai secretly surprised, Wuyuan Shenzong finally battled.

Roar!

When the roar sounded, a tall figure rushed out of the giant spirit island camp, before waiting to fall off the battle platform, a sledgehammer in his hand had been severely hit.

The sound burst, the sound was terrifying, and the void was pulled and cracks appeared.

So powerful!

This person can tear the void only by the strength of his strength. Fang Bai in the middle of the refining saint can't do it, can't help but think of Shi Dousheng. If he breaks to the top of the demon holy, how strong will he be?

Rumble!

On the battle platform, the person of Jiuyang Shenzong rushed in without fear. How could he stop this person? The nine rounds of sun had just spread and was immediately crushed by the falling sledgehammer. His body exploded with blood. Battle platform.

"it is good!"

The crowd burst into cheers, beheaded them one after the other, and quickly slashed, without any trace of muddled water, and morale rose.

On the other hand, the morale of Jiuyang Shenzong is extremely low. Despite this, Jiuyang Shenzong has not expressed anything.

"Did it?"

Fang Bai seemed to understand something. Jiuyang Shenzong must be waiting, waiting for the true strongman to fight, and then hitting it all with a severe blow.

What a cruel means!

What a big ambition!

Is Jiuyang Shenzong so confident?

Boom!

At this moment, Wuyuan Shenzong and Giant Spirit God Island had their own figures spurting out, each of them was powerful, and they were much stronger than before.

Fall on the battle platform, and immediately start to destroy the Jiuyang Shenzong people on the battle platform with the potential of destruction, the slowest is no more than three moves.

boom!

The crowd is boiling, can there be anything more encouraging than this?

The cheers erupted by the army of more than 300,000 saints, how prestigious, the world shivered, I don't know how many miles in and out.

The Jiuyang Shenzong strongman was beheaded and killed, so-called Jiuyang Shenzong, it turned out to be so!

Fang Bai had a very bad hunch. The real battle was about to begin. It was just a warm-up.

boom!

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It seemed to be to confirm his verification. There was a sudden burst of brilliance in the depths of the Jiuyang Shenzong camp, and nearly twelve figures rose into the air.

Came from above the head of the Jiuyang Shenzong crowd and ignored the people at their feet!

This is a shame, but the crowd of Jiuyang Shenzong is extremely quiet, without any dissatisfaction.

The twelve people had the same golden robes, nine rounds of sun embroidered on their chests, and their cold faces kept the same expression, as if nothing could make them tempted.

"not good!"

Fang Bai secretly said it was not good. How similar are these twelve men to the first twelve men who played in the war, but their strength is much stronger. What would happen if these twelve men exploded?

While hesitating, the twelve people had already approached the battle platform at the same time, and they were there in no time.

"And slow!"

Jin Jiuyang stepped out, stopped in the direction of Fang Bai's platform, and said loudly, "He is mine, and no one is allowed to move."

The twelve people looked back at Jin Jiuyang at the same time, their cold eyes had no emotion at all, and suddenly one person turned around and returned without a word.

At this time, everyone on the battlefield realized that it was not good, and even the crowd behind them guessed that they were in the trap of Jiuyang Shenzong, which turned out to be what they wanted.

boom!

Eleven people fell on the platform at the same time, but Fang Bai's platform was empty, but no one envied him because Jin Jiuyang spoke.

Who knows that the crazy Jin Jiuyang in Zhongzhou is not a good thing to be targeted by Jin Jiuyang, at least he was dead before.

"Look first?" Jin Jiuyang looked at Fang Bai from a distance and asked with a smile.

"Yeah!" Fang Bai said indifferently: "I will let you die."

Haha!

Jin Jiuyang laughed and said, "My husband loves you more and more. Unfortunately, you missed the best opportunity, so you have to pay the price."

"You will be disappointed!"

"Old man is never disappointed, not before, not even now!"

Fang Bai smiled, "You can't refine Honghong, you can't refine Halloween, this is your destiny!"

"Ok?"

The smile on Jin Jiuyang's face gradually solidified, and he said lightly, "I want you to die, no one can keep it!"