Chapter 684: Skills Are Refined, Fighting Is Ruthless

Between the sea of ​​clouds, two people glared at each other like cocks fighting each other.

They all felt that the other party had broken their treasure, and the hatred in their hearts was hard to resolve, so they had no choice but to take action!

boom!

Zhao Changhe moved his hand first and clenched his fist. The thunder dragon under his feet suddenly gathered more and stronger thunder essence power. It looked like a real dragon that had gone crazy, surrounded by Next to Zhao Changhe, he rushed straight towards Fang Xing as he pounced. This thunder dragon could be attacked or defended. It circled around him, making it impossible for anyone to attack.

"Little devil, you destroyed my spiritual treasure, and I want you to pay with your life!"

Faced with Zhao Changhe's fierceness, Fang Xing simply turned around and ran away.

After fleeing for tens of feet, he grabbed the small ivory tower and held it up with both hands. With a roar, it grew more than thirty times in size, almost similar to a real tower. On the nine-story tower, the layers of window eaves were as if they were real. They all released their misty Dao Qi, then dashed left and right in the air, and then put all the magic weapons that had just burst out of the gourd and were scattered in the air into the small tower.

Don't be anxious when fighting. What's anxious is that you've already lost your gourd and you can't lose your treasure anymore!

This is Fang Xing's only thought at this moment.

For a moment, his body was as slippery as smoke, and he was swimming in the air. He put all the scattered magic weapons back into the small tower. In his haste, he glanced at the fragments of the gourd and found that there were some seeds inside. , I immediately had an idea in my mind, and I packed the seeds and gourd fragments. This thing is really a good thing, and I can’t let it go even if I can’t get the gourd seeds!

Zhao Changhe was angered by his approach: "It's not just destroying my spiritual treasure, but also not letting go of the seeds?"

"Little devil, I will cut you into pieces!"

He circled his hands, and dozens of thunder whips as thick as his arms suddenly appeared in the air, striking towards Fang Xing.

"Damn it, I can't cure you, can I?"

Fang Xing was also annoyed. He turned around suddenly, stretched his fingers into the air, and shook them suddenly.

Five flashes of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and struck Zhao Changhe from five directions.

After the treasure fight, the real battle of tactics begins.

Both of them are outstanding people. One is a lightning genius. He is clearly from the Talisman Way, but by chance, he has mastered the thunder technique that dominates the Northern Territory. The other has passed down the secret technique of the Dragon Clan and has the ability to create thunder. As a magic type of its own, liquid is probably the starting point that no one can compare to except the third prince of the Dragon Clan who is sleeping in Guixu. At this time, when the magic is fought, it can really be called a fight between the dragon and the tiger.

The two arts of thunder, metal and fire among the Five Elements, and even the wind technique developed by younger generations of monks, are the four most powerful attacking arts. At this time, both of them have murderous intentions in their hearts. This move also Without hesitation, they all chose this technique.

boom! boom! boom!

Dazzling thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, dazzling and unpredictable.

In the thunder and lightning net that spread across the void, two figures were looming, and they had already fought out the real fire.

The Nanzhan monks and Fuqi Tao monks who were fighting in the eighth formation subconsciously stayed away from them to avoid being affected.

"Ha ha……"

After hundreds of moves, Zhao Changhe seized an opportunity and pinched the magic formula. Thunder and lightning in the air suddenly formed a large net, roaring in the sky and earth, and rolled down towards Fang Xing. His eyes were filled with fierce light: "Little devil, you I have all kinds of peerless magic skills, but what is the use? How many years have I practiced in total, and how many true meanings of magic have I understood? Every time you understand, you have a skill. If you are not good at practice, let alone the Dragon Clan Thunder Technique. After cultivating the immortal method, it is still not good! If all the methods are not refined, they are mediocre. It is not as good as if I only perfected one method, but practiced this one method to the extreme. Today is the day of your death. Even if you develop nine methods, you will still die. In my hands..."

The more he fought, the braver he became, and he already felt like he was sure of victory.

This comes from his self-confidence that he has practiced hard for a hundred years and reached the pinnacle of thunder skills.

The little devil's thunder technique is indeed mysterious, but it cannot exert its due power. He has not fully understood the real dragon art, and his operation is unfamiliar. The various subtleties revealed during the technique often make him unable to understand it. There was a feeling that he had an idea and had a more thorough understanding of the thunder technique. To put it simply, in his opinion, the dragon technique that Fang Xing practiced was just to make a wedding dress for himself!

A freak like him who has extraordinary talents but only practices one method must rely on this method to practice all the methods in the elixir.

"Fengchan Mountain!"

Facing this unavoidable thunder and lightning net, Fang Xing could only grit his teeth and summon the mountain spirit to protect himself.

He also admitted that he was suppressed, which was something he couldn't help.

Zhao Changhe is a very annoying guy, but what he says is reasonable. Understanding and skill are the most unfaithful things in the world. He has only been practicing for a total of more than ten years now. He is not busy with robberies on weekdays. Money is just busy running around. When it comes to spiritual practice, especially the practice of being able to fight with others, although you have indeed put in hard work, it is still incomparable to what people have accumulated over hundreds of years.

What's more, Zhao Changhe is a real genius, and he is a genius in thunder skills and a genius war cultivator!

Crack, crackle!

Thunder and lightning like spider webs struck around Fang Xing, and even shattered the void around him, shattering like rocks.

And Fang Xing, who was running the mountain spirit of Fengchan Mountain, was like the peaceful earth, unshakable, unshakable, not crushed by the turbulent currents of the void. Visible to the naked eye, the invisible mountain spirit manifested around him was constantly being crushed by thunder and lightning, and again. Constantly reborn, the mountain form and the thunder are impacting each other, just like if the two forces annihilate each other, when the mountain form is wiped out, it will be the time when the thunder and lightning crush Fang Xing's body.

However, after all, Fang Xing cultivates the meaning of Fengchan Mountain. Although he has not understood it thoroughly and cannot exert the strongest power, after all, the method is the best in the world, and how can it be so easily minced? Kankan managed to hold on.

"Let's see how long you can last!"

Zhao Changhe also seemed a little surprised, but soon he sneered coldly, entangled his hands, and kneaded nine magic formulas.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

There was a faint sound of dragon roaring, swaying in the sea of ​​clouds.

In the eighth formation, almost all the power of the thunder essence was drawn out, and turned into nine thunder dragons, almost like nine gods standing in the void, with two soulless eyes open, cold and cold. He looked at Fang Xing stiffly, and after a few breaths, he suddenly started from the first divine dragon on the far left, dived straight towards Fang Xing, and hit Fang Xing's chest with a roar.

"Bang!"

Fang Xing, who was directly hit by this thunder dragon, couldn't stop himself from Fengchan Mountain. He flew dozens of feet straight, and the surrounding area turned into a sea of ​​thunder, completely submerging him in it. Countless thunder and lightning, all Desperately eating away at his protective mountain method.

"Bang!"

Another Brontosaurus crashed down, then the second, the third...

At this time, Fang Xing was completely suppressed by Zhao Changhe's secret method, as if he had no power to fight back.

"Is he actually going to lose?"

In the distance, the Nanzhan monks who were fighting had slowed down their fighting style and looked over in panic.

"After all, I am still too young. Although my potential is unlimited, it is still far from being realized..."

"What will we do if he loses?"

"If even he loses, how can we still have the capital to fight against the Chinese monks..."

For a moment, the hearts of all the monks Nanzhan trembled, and they were almost overwhelmed by a feeling of despair.

The reason why so many people are willing to give up all their status in China and risk their lives to fight in the battle, apart from the pride caused by being bullied by China, is mostly because the other party has confidence. After all, he was He rushed through five formations in a row, with overwhelming momentum, and fought Chunyang Daozi from a distance without falling behind. Thinking about the various rumors about this little devil, the cultivators were willing to take a chance on him, but now in this battle , but the cultivators suddenly discovered that the little devil may not be as strong as they imagined!

"Haha, I can see that you have at least seven elixirs, and they are all top-notch in the world. This elixir is not inferior to that of Chunyang Daozi. If you grow up, you may really be able to fight with him. But after all, the time for cultivation is too short. Real cultivation is not about the accumulation of resources. No matter how high your elixir level is, you will not have time to understand all the great arts. Even if you have potential, you will not be able to exert even 30% of your strength. I, who have practiced one method intensively, am destined to have my path of practice cut off..."

Zhao Changhe sneered, as if he was scolding Fang Xing, and also as if he was deliberately suppressing the confidence of monk Nanzhan.

"Being able to obtain the Seven Dharma means that you are very lucky. Give me this luck today!"

At the end of the shout, Zhao Changhe's eyes were cold, and he suddenly put his hands together, and the remaining five thunder dragons flew down towards Fang Xing at the same time.

The four thunder dragons in front have completely broken Fang Xing's defense. Now that the five dragons are united, they will kill Fang Xing on the spot.

At this time, Fang Xing was gnashing his teeth. His body was constantly being struck by the power of thunder and lightning, and was charred and festering. He was reborn under the urging of the wooden method in his body, but the speed of rebirth was not as fast as the speed of the injury. Seeing that With the five thunder dragons rushing over together, there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes. He suddenly gritted his steel teeth and shouted: "You are right, I am really not good at magic!"

"But my fighting ability is innate. Even if you practice for a thousand years, you won't be able to match me!"

"I am good at my spells and fierce in my fights. You think I am not good at my spells, but I think you are a nerd!"

In the midst of a loud shout, he suddenly released the mountain method, his body was free, and all the defenses were removed. Then with a cold look, he suddenly shouted loudly, stepped on the void, and headed straight towards Zhao Changhe like a shooting star. The five thunder dragons that rushed over were terrifying, but at this moment, he suddenly regarded the five thunder dragons as if they were nothing, as if they were watching the blades pierce into his body.

boom! boom! boom!

He rushed straight in front of Zhao Changhe, the distance between him and him was less than ten feet, and then punched three times in a row with earth-shattering energy.

These three punches were completely unorganized, but their power was so terrifying that even the Yuanying monks did not dare to underestimate them.

This kind of boxing technique has its own name, it is called "King Ba Boxing"!