Among all the magic, there are different strangulation powers that attack the sky net that Zhuo Cangsheng blasted out.

After a while, those sky nets were quickly cut into broken sword energy.

When Fang Junmei saw this Shen Wanche's attack, his eyes were almost immediately shocked, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

...

"The sword pattern of the Lord of the Blue-clothed God is really fascinating."

A leisurely sigh came from the side.

The monk who spoke was still the lazy man with blue robe and cheeks before, with a look of fascination.

Fang Junmei was stunned when she heard this.

The way of sword pattern?

It looks very similar to his sword seal method!

It’s just that one takes the simplest path and the other takes the complicated path. Compared with his sword seal, this extremely complex way of sword pattern is probably not something that ordinary monks can understand and understand.

Fang Jun's eyebrows are full of thoughts. In the Western world, there is indeed a hidden dragon and a creeping tiger, and it should not be underestimated.

When the sword in troubled times looked at the sword pattern, he also showed a thoughtful look. The sword method was not as open as it was.

...

Bang bang-

The fight continues.

Zhuo Cangsheng's clothes were shattered, and there were more and more wounds on his body, and blood was splattering.

"I have suppressed my magic power to the early stage of the mortal transformation like you, but you still don't even have the power to counterattack. Are the cultivators from the east only at this level?"
Chapter completed!