Refining Heaven and Earth

Three victories and three victories, the three triumphants were the pride of the heavens, and any one of them was qualified to become the Holy King.

For one of them, the Holy King spoke and wanted to accept him as a disciple, but he was rejected!

After the Third World War, no one dared to challenge Fang Bai, and the last place will be settled.

Looking at the crowd, I saw Wang Fu's paintings. Although he was very anxious, he was very well hidden on the surface.

Jiuyi King Kong stick pointed away from the crowd, Fang Bai said indifferently: "Either fight or leave!"

The words fell, the crowd looked at each other, shook their heads with bitter smiles, and it was over, did they still fight?

As the first person left, it disappeared instantly, leaving only Wang Fuhua still standing there.

Zhu Xun and Zhu Yangzhang came in dismay, thoughtfully, then turned around.

"Brother, please!"

Fang Bai said faintly, the war will rise again.

"It's a blessing to be able to fight Brother Fang."

Wang Fuhua stepped lightly and came out in the air, looking at the ruthlessness of Heaven and Earth, his heart filled with emotion.

I still remember the battle outside Jiujiang City, at will, Fang Bai was so busy that it was difficult to resist.

At this moment, the three defeated in a row, all of them are against the sky, and he has no confidence in defeating the three.

"Is he hiding his strength?"

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Suddenly, Wang Fuhua had a very bad hunch. If Fang Bai coveted the position of the Holy King, he would have no hope at all, and he would be compared in front of and behind, judging that the two are different in strength.

All eyes gathered, the battle of the Holy Kings, the final battle!

The final quota will be announced soon.

But there are already candidates in their hearts, the winner must be Fang Bai!

"please!"

"please!"

Jiuyong's vajra sticks swept away, the stormy waves broke, and the anger rolled like a torn wind, shivering in the void.

Wang Fu's eyes were dignified, the pen's head swam quickly, and the big letters came out of thin air, roaring.

Boom boom!

Wherever the Jiuyu King Kong sticks pass, the characters are scattered one by one, the qi is blasted, and the aura within the radius is chaotic.

"it is good!"

Wang Fuhua drank loudly, but his heart felt worse and worse. Could Fang Bai really repent?

The writing in his hand accelerated again, and there were dozens of large characters in the void at once, while he was rushing towards Fang Bai, he kept condensing.

"broken!"

Fang Bai came at a rapid speed, and Jiuyong's vajra stick swept across, and more than ten large characters burst into pieces.

At this moment, the Jiuyong King Kong stick suddenly slammed, dozens of large characters slammed towards Fang Bai.

what!

Fang Bai shouted loudly, his body slammed backwards, and the big characters followed, all of a sudden hitting him.

Rumble!

Every word contains infinite power, every word falls, Fang Bai's figure will go backwards by dozens of feet, blood spraying out.

"This……"

Sudden changes, completely shocked everyone, how suddenly Fang Bai, who was born alive and well, was defeated unexpectedly.

Wang Fuhua's strength is indeed very strong, but it is far from strong enough to defeat Fang Bai so easily.

Was he injured before, now it is the end of the crossbow?

It must be so.

In addition to this, the crowd could not think of other explanations. The three strong players in Lien Chan won, and Fang Bai was already very powerful.

Those who retreated, at this time repented their intestines are green, and had known this, they also had the opportunity to be scared away.

Puff puff!

Blood sprayed, Fang Bai went back a few miles away, his body was embarrassed, and Jiuyong's vajra stick was crumbling.

Wang Fuhua's eyes flashed with joy and he arched, "Thanks for winning! Thank you Fang for accepting!"

Fang Bai breathed a sigh of relief, but his face showed unwillingness, gritted his teeth and said, "If it is not the three of Lien Chan, you are not my opponent."

"That's right!" Wang Fu whispered: "It's not as good as others in the next skill.

"No more, no more!"

Fang Bai put away the nine sticks of Kongo sticks and sighed, "After all, it's a shortfall of success, and it's always a life!" Then he turned and walked away.

This……

The crowd was completely stagnant. The exciting final battle ended so hastily. What is even more unacceptable is that Fang Bai was defeated!

Zhu Yan's eyes flashed with doubt, and then he smiled at the corner of his mouth and seemed to understand something.

Zhu Yang's brow froze tightly, he didn't understand why Fang Bai would give up the sacred king position at his fingertips.

Wang Yu was so happy and wept. She was happy for Wang Fu's victory, and happy for Fang Bai's defeat. She was really scared. In case he became a holy king, he was afraid to miss him in this life.

"And slow!"

The voice of the Holy King Qinglang sounded, and there was a faint anger.

The performances of Fang Bai and Wang Fu painting can be concealed by everyone, but they are not concealed in the occasion. The combined Taoism is almost perverted to the heavens and the earth, and it is not imaginable to enter the Taoism at all.

As long as the affiliate is willing, all the details of what happened around them can't be hidden from them.

What's more, the Holy King knew Fang Bai's strength, and more than that!

The Holy King spoke, Fang Bai had to stop and send his qi into Dantian, the eight veins, and closed eight Dantians at the same time.

"What is the enlightenment of the Holy King!" Fang Bai held his fist.

"Do you know what you're doing?" The Holy King looked cold, his eyes glanced over Fang Bai like a sharp sword, and he felt the weak qi, and frowned slightly.

"The juniors know that the losers are eliminated, and shamelessness is based on this." Fang Bai slowly said.

"Really?" The Holy King looked cold, and Shen said, "So you know, what is the end of teasing Jiuyin Palace?"

Fang Bai was not humble, but looked up, "The younger generation admired the Jiuyin Palace, and admired the Holy King. They did not dare to deceive them, let alone tease them."

The King shouted coldly: "My King asks you, answer truthfully!"

"Yes!"

Fang Bai replied, "Sin deserve to die!"

"it is good!"

The Holy King continued: "Then tell my King whether you are going all out in this battle."

Fang Baidao said: "The juniors are fighting hard. The trio is at the end of the crossbow. In the end, the defeat was defeated and it was in the hands of Brother Wang. There is nothing to say."

"Answer me!" The Holy King angered. "Are you going all out!"

"The junior is going all out, Holy King Mingcha!"

boom!

The holy king rose sharply, the violent weather erupted, his expression was warm and angry, and his steps came emptily.

At this point, the crowd was clearly understood, and the Holy King felt that Fang Bai was deliberately putting water in, and let the last place let the people go.

Everyone can see that the Holy King is very angry at this time. Why should he be angry at a defeated person?

The situation seems very clear, the Holy King has high expectations for Bai. In other words, the Holy King wants Fang Bai to win and enter the final round.

Is it?

Thinking of this, the crowd fully understood that Fang Bai was the candidate in the heart of the Holy King, hoping that he would become the next Holy King.

At this moment, Fang Bai was defeated, somehow defeated, and the Holy King was furious.

Zhu Ye and Zhu Yang's faces were extremely ugly, as if they were destined to become a foil.

One almost became the Lord of the Temple of Vulcan, and now it has become a traitor who was vowed to kill;

These are not the most suitable sacred king candidates in Jiuyin Palace.

Fang Bai's strength is strong, peeping into the realm of enlightenment has the same authenticity as entering the realm of the two, and he has a powerful spirit.

These gathered in one person, it is worth intriguing.

If you think about it, Fang Bai is the ideal sage king in Jiuyin Palace.

But at this moment, Fang Bai lost, in the last battle!

"why?"

The Holy King slowly came to Fang Bai's body and asked Shen Shen.

"The junior was exhausted and out of reach." Fang Bai held his fist.

The holy king reached out and grabbed Fang Bai's right arm, and sent it in full of anger, then frowned. Dan Tian was empty, but Dan Tian's strength was ashamed, and it was by no means a peculiar Dan Tian.

"follow me!"

The words fell, the Holy King did not give Fang Bai the opportunity to speak, seized the walk and disappeared without a trace.

The crowd looked at each other, Wang Fu painting was standing in the air, his eyes were complex, and his heart was hateful.

"why?"

This situation is simply a great humiliation to Wang Fu. Even the Holy King thinks that he should not be the winner. What about entering the last round?

What he got now, in addition to shame or shame!

Once upon a time, the heavenly pride of Jiujiang City was humiliated in the eyes of everyone!

"Jiuyin Temple!"

Wang Fuhua secretly said, "Someday, I will step you under your feet!"