"Old guy, your method is not that great either!"

After a while, Fang Junmei snorted coldly and finally launched a counterattack.

Whoosh!

He rushed towards the edge of a space gap closest to him, and with this sword, the space smoke and clouds rolled wildly in his pupil world.

--wind

The sound was whistling, connected in circles, like a torrent of space of a spring-framed frame, buzzing out.

!Down

At one moment, there was a heavy explosion, as if a huge rebound force was generated, and instantly bounced Fang Junmei, who was sucked out there.

It turns out that the world that has not been used for a long time does not collide!

However, it was a method developed during the Transformation Period, but now Fang Junmei’s use of this, I don’t know how much more powerful it is.

Draw a sword!

Collision again!

Rebound! Square

Junmei used this old method to the point of being so wonderful that he dissolved the traction power again and again.

Although he could not break this magical power, it was obvious that the extremely powerful burial style of Venerable Benshan could no longer do anything to Fang Junmei.

When a large-scale monk saw this, he sighed at Fang Junmei's quick response and magical powers.

Of course, the old guy named Venerable Benshan was cursing in his heart.

Brother Benshan, what are you waiting for? Let your immortal god body suppress him with Feilai Peak for a while, and then supplemented with this burial styling of the mountain, you can immediately roll him into the depths of the void."

The sound of sound transmission sounded in the mind of Venerable Benshan.

The Venerable Benshan's eyes flashed suddenly when he heard this.

I don’t know that this is the case, and I don’t want to do so, but I am worried about Fang Junmei’s sneak attack on the body of the immortal god, so I still dare not take this step.

The situation has become stalemate again.

The Lord of Shan repeatedly used his great magical powers, and the great consumption of magic power can be imagined.

Fang Junmei just dodged, and with the small means of fighting the world without colliding, the mana consumption would be much smaller.

It was a stalemate, and in the end, it was probably Venerable Bengshan who was exhausted first."

Finally, we will fight for ten days and ten nights, haha, the old ghost of the collapsed mountains, let’s see who can’t hold on first!”

Fang Junmei began to laugh as if this was a situation he had always dreamed of.

Although the Tu's Venerable Bengshan couldn't see his face, everyone could feel his depressed mood.

As time passes by little by little, Venerable Bengshan must make a choice.

Should we let Taoist Feilai appear, release Feilai Peak, and suppress Fang Junmei?

If you want to do this, you must be fast enough to suppress Fang Junmei. Otherwise, without the real person flying in the air, Fang Junmei will be able to flash in a wider direction!

If this is the case, the Taoist flying out will have no time to release the defensive magical powers. If it is attacked by a sneak attack, the consequences will be unpredictable.

Unseen contradictions and struggles are back and forth in the heart of Venerable Bengshan.

After another moment, Venerable Bengshan finally became ruthless in his heart."

I don’t believe it. If you can kill my immortal god body with one blow, and if you are seriously injured, I will also deal with your true body first!”

The old guy finally made up his mind to come! Huang

In the sandstorm, there is a broken scene.

The sky cracks, and the earth has long disappeared.

Venerable Benshan stared at Fang Junmei with his two eyes, as gloomy as death. He never thought that one day he would be forced to such a state by a junior.

He couldn't find a way, so he had to take a gamble!

And Fang Junmei's eyes were fixed and she shouted in her heart.

Old guy, bet! Bet! Only by taking that step can you kill me, and I—can I find the best opportunity.”

The excellent hunter couldn't help but be beating wildly at that time.

Before coming, Fang Junmei asked about Venerable Benshan's methods from the old man Bashan and even several other ancestor monks of the Northern Saint Alliance.

In the past few hundred years, Fang Junmei even deduced the story of the two of them over and over again, and planned the situation that was most beneficial to him.

But the final step in this situation still requires Venerable Bengshan to make a decision first!

Huh! Wind

The sound of violence suddenly became abnormal and quickly became smaller!

It condensed into the sky, and quickly formed a yellowish human figure. The lower half of the body had not yet been completely condensed, and a treasure in his hand had already lit up.

It is the body of the immortal god of Venerable Benshan - Feilai Taoist.

Whoosh! Two

Without saying that, he just activated Feilai Peak and suppressed him downwards.

Feilai Peak, which was originally the size of a palm, was still the size of a palm, but the aura exploded like crazy, as if the stars in the sky were suppressing Fang Junmei together.

Change your trick!

The monks, the pupils of the meditation opened!

Here comes!

Fang Junmei even saw it and felt aroused in her heart.

He was about to dodge quickly, but his body sank downwards first!

"So heavy!"

Fang Junmei's voice was suppressed many times, but this time, it was unprecedentedly strong, and he quickly used all his magic power.

The speed of going was still extremely slow, as if carrying an unbearable old turtle, slowly rushing."

Boy, die!" Gao

In the direction, Venerable Bengshan roared violently, raised a huge palm, and slashed it hard in the direction below!

"Old thing, die!"

At the same time, Fang Junmei also roared, and his eyes seemed to spew out of fire. He did not escape, and a sword light burst out into the sky.

At the same time, the seven-emotion Taoist finally appeared!

The gray light flashed suddenly.

When he appeared, behind the Taoist Feilai, the eyes of the Taoist Qihui was filled with a cold revenge, and he pointed out at the Taoist Feilai's head.

Seeing the Seven Emotions Taoist appearing out of thin air, all the monks were stunned and had no idea when he was lurking there.

The next scene shocked the audience even more. The blockbuster monks watched the hearts of their hearts popped out!

Swish-

It was clearly pointed out with one finger, but there was a sound of breaking through the air, as if it was dozens or hundreds of fingers.

One finger seemed to be divided into two pieces. The first half was a deep cold frost finger light attacking, and the second half was a blood-red finger light, which was red to sway, red to the point of being dumbfounded, red to the point of being clear, red to the point of being noticeable, and was extremely eye-catching.

laugh!

The sound of freezing came loudly.

The Taoist who was originally formed by wind and sand was frozen quickly at this moment, and then was hit by the blood-red finger.

Bang bang bang-secret

The sound of the terrifying explosion rose up madly, as if it was throwing countless bombs into the Taoist's brain at the same time.

Knot! Blast

Fry! Frozen

Knot! Blast

fry!

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Chapter completed!