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Just like Pang Lie in front of him, a second-level martial saint, with the blessing of the secret treasure of the Futu Hell in the temple, the Futu Hell, he has improved seven levels.

The peak Martial Saint is the second only to the martial gods in the continent. It can be said that Pang Lie is now a semi-god-level powerhouse. Not only that, under the extremely demonic nature of the Futu Hell, Pang Lie is like a demon at this time, with a sharp attack, the most important thing is that it is full of the unyielding smell of killing.

Ou Chuyang became more and more frightened as he came early. He had a clear judgment on his strength. The seventh-level martial madman, who can fight at most a level 4 martial madman for a while at most. Even if he reaches the level 8 martial madman, Ou Chuyang's maximum limit can only compete with the sixth-level martial madman, and there is a fatal premise, that is, the matter of time.

Ou Chuyang knew that relying on himself alone, he could not have been able to survive a hundred moves in front of Pang Lie now, and this must be the highest judgment when using all-in-one solutions. Fortunately, he was not fighting alone, and Mu Wanqing's joining could be said to have given Ou Chuyang the greatest life guarantee.

I originally thought that Mu Wanqing was not low, but Ou Chuyang did not expect that her strength would be so much higher than her. There was no sign of the battle with the peak Martial Saint. Ou Chuyang's most conservative estimate of her was about the same as Pang Lie.

The battle had been going on for a while, and Ou Chuyang was always worried about Ou Tianxing's situation while Mu Wanqing and Pang Lie were fighting. He knew that although Ou Tianxing was extremely powerful now, he could feel that the momentum of the former was constantly weakening. Although this feeling was very small, Ou Chuyang could see it clearly under the observation of the Great Spirit Transparent Technique.

After his mind tightened a little, Ou Chuyang's head was sweating. Ou Tianxing, Dongfang Yun and Yang Hao were the focus of this life-and-death battle. Any of them who lost first would mean that the winning rate of the other side would be greatly improved. However, looking at Dongfang Yun and Yang Hao's careful treatment, Ou Chuyang also understood that the other side was not a fool. He could see the situation of Ou Tianxing, and of course these two people could do it. They were clearly consuming Ou Tianxing's strength and waiting for Ou Tianxing's huge consumption to appear when there was a loophole. In that case, the balance of victory would be tightly pressed on one side.

"No, before this, you must defeat Pang Lie first, and then find an opportunity to help Ou Tianxing, otherwise, your side will definitely die."

Thinking of this, Ou Chuyang suddenly adjusted his internal energy to an extreme speed. Under the lingering purple lightning, he instinctively used the two major combat techniques of Cang Shi Ba Jin and Jiuyou Fighting Flame. Not only that, while his body flashed, Ou Chuyang's great spiritual enlightenment technique was released. Surrounded by the power of his soul, a strange formation tightly wrapped it up.

The Illusion Spirit Array Art. Perhaps, the current Illusion Spirit Array Art should not be called the Illusion Spirit Array Art. The most appropriate way to call it is the Illusion Spirit Killing Array.

The Phantom Spirit Array Technique, which is mainly the origin of purple qi, and the two major origins of fire, has already possessed the nature of a killing array. At this moment, with the blessing of Ou Chuyang's Great Spirit Transparent Technique, the Phantom Spirit Array Technique can already cover the entire area within a radius of half a mile.

Invisible energy overflowed, and in the blink of an eye surrounded Pang Lie's body.

Pang Lie, who was fighting with Mu Wanqing, suddenly felt the scenery in front of him change, and the white shadow in front of him disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye. Pang Lie was shocked.

Retreat, Pang Lie attempted to escape from the shackles of this strange space. However, after he sped for a while, he was surprised to find that if he could change direction, the strange space still trapped his body firmly in the center.

In the space, purple lightning thunderstorms were swaying and a trace of cold breath began to slowly climb out from the soles of feet.

"Nine Nether Fire?"

Seeing the faint blue energy forming a cluster of energy bodies floating like ghost fire, Pang Lie was immediately shocked.

"Ou Chuyang? Come out for me if you have the guts."

He knew that this was Ou Chuyang's attack method, and the cold flame was undoubtedly the Nine Nether Fire.

It felt extremely uncomfortable to be trapped, and the whereabouts of Ou Chuyang and Mu Wanqing were not discovered, Pang Lie was even more angry.

Originally, using secret techniques to reach the peak Martial Saint realm, Pang Lie planned to capture Ou Chuyang and Mu Wanqing as fast as possible, and then torture each other with extraordinary means to relieve the aura in his heart, but Ou Chuyang turned it around. How could Pang Lie not be angry?

Pang Lie, who was angry by Ou Chuyang, shouted a few times, but still did not see Ou Chuyang's figure. In a frightened state, Pang Lie waved his fists like crazy and hit the strange space aimlessly.

"Buzz~"

The buzzing sound of energy stimulating the space was heard frequently, and the surroundings were filled with energy ripples caused by the impact of the airway. However, everything Pang Lie did not force Ou Chuyang out as he wished, but instead increased the consumption of his internal energy.

Soon, Pang Lie began to breathe, which was a sign of stagnation of internal energy. Seeing that there was no gain, Pang Lie could only revoke the offensive angrily and use static to control it.

However, just as Pang Lie was restraining his internal energy, suddenly, a huge purple shadow fist shot from a distance as if it had emerged from the sky.

The fist, with the howling wind, whimpered the airflow in the space, and purple lightning flashed by, making shocking crackling sounds in the space.

When he suddenly saw his fists attack, Pang Lie's pupils shrank, his eyes gathered to a point, and he shouted loudly. His palms suddenly came forward.

"Peng"

With a loud noise, Pang Lie immediately heard a muffled shout from the strange space. Then, a little blood was faintly spilled out.

Pang Lie was overjoyed when he saw this. He knew that his palm had achieved results. The person who vomited blood on the other side was Ou Chuyang or Mu Wanqing, who was quite strong. He did not intend to give up this excellent opportunity. The internal energy stagnated for a moment, and Pang Lie immediately mobilized it. This time, he integrated all his strength into his fists.

Taking advantage of the direction of the blood flowers, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Pang Lie's eyes and he smiled and said, "Die."

The two fists hit the place where the blood flowers drifted, and a sad and beautiful blood flowers were raised again. At the same time, Pang Lie finally saw Ou Chuyang's appearance and disappearing in that boundless and strange space.

"Haha~" Although Ou Chuyang's powerful force on his arms was numb, Pang Lie, who was slightly surprised, still laughed unnaturally: "Ou Chuyang, you are very strong, but after all, you are still young, you can't fight me, haha~, Zimo, grandpa is going to avenge you today."

Releasing an extremely arrogant laughter, Pang Lie's inner energy rose again. At this moment, the resentment that had been accumulated in his heart for many years was finally released perfectly under the blood flower.

In Pang Lie's eyes, Ou Chuyang is now just like a dead person. He has found Ou Chuyang's position. The next moment he will welcome Ou Chuyang will be the huge destructive power turned into by his years of rage.

"Is that true?" Just as Pang Lie was in great pleasure, a faint and disdainful sneer came from the void, which made him stunned.

Before Pang Lie could react, the strange space suddenly collapsed with this cold snorkeling. However, this does not mean the end. On the contrary, it is the arrival of Ou Chuyang's counterattack.

The strange energy space suddenly collapsed, causing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire space to be very chaotic. At the same time, the gradually spreading Nine Nether Fire finally turned into an endless cold flame under the burning of Ou Chuyang's original wood spirit. The flames had the function of burning everything, and made the martial saint strongman feel the biting cold, and tightly wrapped Pang Lie.

"What is this? It's impossible. The Nine Nether Fire cannot hurt me, don't dream." In shock, Pang Lie did not admit defeat. As his palms flew, sword aura pierced through countless Jiuyou flames sweeping over.

However, the Nine Nether Flames seemed endless, and they were pouring over the sky and gradually surrounded Pang Lie.

The corners of the clothes, arms, and body began to burn, and the chill that frozen to the soul hit the body, Pang Lie finally panicked.

"Borderless Hell."

After shouting loudly, Pang Lie felt that the coldness of the Nine Nether Fire could not resist, and finally used the only killing move brought by the secret technique of Futu resistance: boundless resistance.

The strong black air spread out, like a whirlwind blowing away with Pang Lie as the center, instantly blowing out the Jiuyou flames ignited on his body. Then, the black air seemed to have encountered the biggest enemy he had seen in his life, and whimpered towards the Jiuyou fire that was everywhere on the sky.

At this moment, the space was black and blue was filled with two extremely cruel auras, and no more spiritual energy could be found. The two energies were fighting each other like a hatred in the next life, causing the tremor of the surrounding space turbulence.

It seemed as if after a long time, the black air finally dissipated, and the Nine Nether Fire, which was evenly matched, gradually extinguished. In the chaotic energy dust smoke, Pang Lie's excited smile and inhuman hideousness were revealed.

"Ou Chuyang, see what else can you do to me?" Pang Lie roared, feeling extremely excited that he could break Ou Chuyang's offensive.

However, a sneering laughter came from the opposite side, which knocked his heart to the bottom.

"Is that so? Wanqing, come out."

As Ou Chuyang's cold voice came out, Pang Lie, who was stunned, suddenly felt a white shadow flashing by his side. The speed of this white shadow had exceeded the speed of sound, and the space was even more harsh and sounding in the air because the white shadow was too fast.

"call out"

A white dragon shot in strange way, stabbing Pang Lie's right arm with a puff, and blood shot out from his shoulder like a pillar, sprinkling in this strange space with purple shadows.

The white Youlong's offensive was sharp and sharp, like a thick needle that penetrated Pang Lie's right arm and drew a perfect arc in the air. The white Youlong turned around and stabbed him again.

"Puff~"

Several consecutive puff sounds that made people feel harsh and soulful, and in a blink of an eye, Pang Lie discovered that there were several holes as big as a cup on his body.

When blood kept pouring out, Pang Lie felt the heart-wrenching feeling.

“Ah~”

Unwilling to accept it, Pang Lie turned around and looked at the white shadow behind him, and then he remembered that in this battle of life and death, he was not only facing the annoying and evil Ou Chuyang, but also around the latter, there was always a strong man who was not inferior to him at all: Mu Wanqing.

"It's you?"

Pang Lie's eyes were red. Because the internal energy was activated so much, it forced it to the eyes and some blood and tears dripped out. He looked at Mu Wanqing coldly, and Pang Lie wanted to tear the woman who suddenly attacked her into pieces.

He yed his teeth fiercely, and several teeth were crushed by Pang Liey, and he roared. Pang Lie exuded amazing power at the critical moment when his life reached its end.

The boundless black gas had covered its original metallic inner air without revealing its rays. It was covered with hair and blood was flowing from the corners of its mouth. Pang Lie rushed towards Mu Wanqing like a crazy demon.

It wouldn't be too good to suffer from this extremely serious injury. In addition to the huge invisible damage caused to him by the Futu Hell, Pang Lie knew that he was in a life of death today and it was too difficult to live. However, even if he died, he would have to put a cushion on his back.

Ou Chuyang is far away, and Pang Lie is simply impossible to catch up, and the candidate who is currently on the back is naturally Mu Wanqing.

The boundless hell was used again, and this time Pang Lie has used his life breath, burning his life in exchange for huge destructive power. Pang Lie's thoughts are clearer.

"Wanqing, be careful." Ou Chuyang was shocked when he saw this. He could feel how heavy the life-burning blow would be. He was concerned about Mu Wanqing's safety, and Ou Chuyang's mouth came out. Then, the qi in Ou Chuyang's whole body surged to all parts of the meridians, and the qi filled every nerve of his body, increasing his speed to the extreme.

The Nine Flashing Technique of the Death Lightning finally broke through the last layer of obstacle at this moment and reached the ninth level of the Death Lightning.

The passing light and the lost light could be imagined how fast it would be. Almost without even blinking the eyes, Ou Chuyang came behind Pang Lie.

However, he was still too late. The boundless black gas had turned into a huge black cone, and with an extremely powerful offensive, hitting Mu Wanqing who was still in the air.

"Peng."

Ou Chuyang could see that there was a blood-red mist around Mu Wanqing's white shadow. The blood-red mist was the blood-red mist that caused Mu Wanqing to spew out because of Pang Lie's powerful blow.

“Wow~”

"Wanqing." Seeing his sweetheart being beaten by the enemy to vomit blood, he didn't know his life or death, Ou Chuyang's terrible combat power lurking in his body was finally stimulated.

"Old man, I want to destroy your soul."

Roaring, Ou Chuyang's fists burst out continuously like machine guns. As the purple air surged on his body, huge fist shadows hit Pang Lie's weak body like heavy shells.

"Peng~,Peng~,Peng~"

A low muffled sound came one after another, without any intention of stopping.

The fist, which contained the earth-shaking power, hit every part of Pang Lishen without exception. Any time he was hit by Ou Chuyang, except for the low dull sound, everyone present could hear the crisp sound of bone shattering.

"Peng"

With the storm-like fist shadows and the speed faster than lightning, Ou Chuyang was like a purple lightning coming and going in the space, constantly emitting his amazing destructive power.

With one punch and another punch, Pang Lie's broken body was a huge hole. Blood and flesh were flying in the sky. Apart from the still consciousness, Pang Lie had no power of resistance at all, and just let Ou Chuyang hit him one by one.

At the end, Ou Chuyang hides his face, and his arms are closed and he spits violently. Five consecutive fists shadows fly out of the small fist, hitting Pang Lie's mouth one after another.
Chapter completed!