Chapter 696
"Boy! Let's fight in melee! Haha, I see how your spell still works!" As the leader jiedan said, he stuck it on Ye Kong, trying to hurt Ye Kong with the three radiances of the outer circle of his body.
Hejiahui was stunned and didn't move. He felt wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say it again. After all, the elder martial brother had already married Dan and would he still be defeated by Zhuji dayuanman?
If there is a whole difference, what are you worried about? Hejiahui spit out his magic weapon again... But at this time, he thought of it.
"Elder martial brother, be careful! He can..." hejiahui said nothing again.
Because it's useless to say.
Facing the monk jiedan who took the initiative to post, ye Kong was stunned and didn't move. When he came close, he suddenly opened his mouth.
A silver light flew out, completely ignoring his defense, got into the spiritual shield, and took his head in the blink of an eye. Then the silver light even penetrated through the hole in his neck, and even his internal organs and gold pills were stirred to shreds.
This guy died unjustly enough. Before he understood anything, he was killed. He didn't close his eyes when he died.
The monks who had just started fighting there stopped again, looking at someone as if they saw a ghost.
Because in their view, the jiedan dayuanman just now is to take the initiative to ask for death, rush over and put his neck on, man, kill.
Does he have any magic?
After fighting here, there was nothing to fight. Everyone of the blood pill demon sect was afraid, and hejiahui shouted, "get out!"
Then he pointed to Ye Kong, "boy, we will come back soon! I..."
Hejiahui wants to say something cruel, but someone can't give him this opportunity.
As soon as I threw the golden bricks, I kept getting French seals in my hands and spitting out a word in my mouth.
"Shoot!"
Lu Shan's claw immediately appeared, grabbed the golden brick, and patted him on the forehead.
"Pa!"
Hejiahui's Lingli shield was about to be scattered by this. He shouted Mommy, turned around and ran. Lu Shan's claw followed him all the way.
"Shit, I used to walk across the street with a brick. I haven't photographed anyone for a long time, and I'm rusty." Someone said with a fork.
Hejiahui was depressed. As a monk of jiedan, if he was beaten to death by a real person of Zhuji with a magic weapon, it would be too sad.
But he couldn't stop. If he turned back, the magic weapon wouldn't have time to vomit, and he was probably photographed rotten. Only escape!
However, his Savior soon appeared.
"Run what run! Go back to me!" Suddenly, an old man in gray clothes flew into the sky. The old man in gray clothes and gray pants, his face was also gray, but his momentum was great.
Seeing this old man, those blood pill demon friars stopped with great joy. In fact, when they ran away, they also wanted to go back and call the old man for revenge. Unexpectedly, the old man was startled by Ye Kong's thunder and lightning and came by himself.
Hejiahui looked at it and was overjoyed. He shouted, "martial uncle, help me!"
"Don't panic!" As soon as the old man waved his hand, he didn't know what spell to use, but saw a gray fist suddenly appear and hit Lushan's claw, which immediately smashed.
When people here saw the old man appear, they all complained in their hearts. Qiu Chu and Zhang Yunzhe looked at each other and said something in their hearts. They knew it wouldn't be so simple. There must be Yuanying Zhenjun behind them.
Of course, even if there is a real king, some people are not afraid. Er... There seems to be more than one.
The first one to go out was the friar called brother five. This boy was really lovelorn to the point of insanity, and he wanted to work hard with others to have fun. I didn't spell enough just now. Now an old man in gray rushed up without thinking.
"Old man! Give me back Xiaoxue!"
"Fuck you!" The old man waved again.
Furnace ashing shape!
A huge gray palm appeared, slapped the man to the ground, spitting blood at his mouth. Yuanying Zhenjun's strength was indeed extraordinary, and the boy couldn't stand up with one move.
"Who bullied my disciple Hu Fangrong just now? If I don't fight, can you act recklessly?" Hufangrong flew over and taught him a lesson.
Qiu Chu knew that they were not rivals, and hurriedly said, "elder Hu, it's not our reckless behavior. It's really your sect disciples who deceive too much..."
"I keep explaining, I just look at the facts!" Hufangrong roared.
Qiu Chu still had to distinguish. A sad voice sounded, "Taoist Qiu, don't explain to him. He's here to find fault. What's the use of saying so much?"
It is Zhao Wuji who speaks. It seems that ye Kong is far from afraid of Yuan Ying's real king.
Hufangrong was very angry and snorted to Zhao Wuji coldly, "who's the junior, give me your name?"
"Everyone demon sect Zhao Wuji." Zhao Wuji stepped forward. The expression on his zombie face was always slower than his words, so it was very strange. He laughed and said, "I'm sure the elder hasn't heard of being inferior, but elder Hu is really famous. Hehe, the magic you learned by picking ashes in front of the Dan stove is more and more convenient."
Hu Fangrong's face turned red when he was mentioned about the past. It turned out that this Hu Fangrong was just a worker with extremely poor qualifications. He worked as a small worker in the Dan stove of the blood pill demon clan. However, Hu Fangrong was also a tough person, and he actually understood the skill in picking ashes. His move turned into ashes, which was inspired by the punch marks left by his punch in the ashes of plants and trees.
However, Hu Fangrong has always regarded this as his shame and never wanted to mention it. Over time, those younger generations gradually forget it. Unexpectedly, he was exposed today, and immediately became furious.
"Who the hell are you?" Hufangrong roared.
"I didn't say, unknown young man Zhao Wuji!" Zhao Wuji sneered, "it's useless to talk more. Let's see the real chapter under our hands!"
Hu Fangrong laughed and said, "now the younger generation is really more arrogant than one. Is it really mud pinched to be a Yuanying Zhenjun? You all back away!"
The people of the blood pill demon sect retreated one after another, and the wandering demon sect and others also retreated quickly. Zhao Wuji was able to take the initiative to challenge Yuanying Zhenjun, which must also be extraordinary.
Zhao Wuji was really weird. He giggled twice and said, "hufangrong, try my latest body refining method!"
"Body Dharma!"
When Zhao Wuji finished speaking, he saw that his body expanded at once and soon became a fat man. However, it was not over yet. He continued to expand, just like the puffer fish on the earth, which expanded into a round ball of meat in a short time.
Not to mention everyone present, even the oldest Hu Fangrong was stunned. I haven't seen this kind of magic skill. I haven't heard of it.
"So hang up, you are only a jiedan monk after all!" Hu Fangrong finally roared, and once again offered the magic he realized by picking up ashes.
"Furnace ashed!"
A gray bus palm slapped on the meat ball, and its strength was just incomparable, which was five points greater than that of the palm that just knocked out brother five.
However, the palm that opened the mountain and cracked the ground had little effect on Zhao Wuji. The meat ball bounced on the ground like a ball, and easily removed its strength.
Zhao Wuji also laughed, "children, have you eaten less plant ash recently, and you have no strength at all?"
Hufangrong was more angry, and the furnace ashed again. At first, ye Kong thought that the ash shape of this furnace was similar to his Lushan claw, but Hu Fangrong really used it, and ye Kong knew it was powerful.
The ashes can be turned into not only palms, but also fists and feet, swords and halberds, axes and forks
Hu Fangrong's ashes punched and kicked the meat ball, slashed and stabbed, and the meat ball jumped around, but there was nothing at all, and the more it jumped, the happier it became.
Qiu Chu and others who travel around the demon sect have been stunned. Although strange things happen every year, there are especially many today. Just now, there was a building foundation and cutting the knot pill, and now there is the knot pill drama Yuanying.
Niu Ren, I have to admit that Yun Yao is really crouching tiger, hidden dragon. The bodyguards recruited casually are all masters, masters among masters.
Zhao Wuji's performance was not over. As soon as Hu Fangrong stopped, he giggled, "well, now it's my turn!"
When he finished speaking, the meat ball suddenly shrank inward, and suddenly, it suddenly propped up, just like a balloon being sucked and suddenly blown open.
Seeing this rising moment, countless triangular spikes flew out of Zhao Wuji's rounded body, flashing a dull cold light, and shot at Zhao Wuji in a swarm.
Hejiahui was stunned and didn't move. He felt wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say it again. After all, the elder martial brother had already married Dan and would he still be defeated by Zhuji dayuanman?
If there is a whole difference, what are you worried about? Hejiahui spit out his magic weapon again... But at this time, he thought of it.
"Elder martial brother, be careful! He can..." hejiahui said nothing again.
Because it's useless to say.
Facing the monk jiedan who took the initiative to post, ye Kong was stunned and didn't move. When he came close, he suddenly opened his mouth.
A silver light flew out, completely ignoring his defense, got into the spiritual shield, and took his head in the blink of an eye. Then the silver light even penetrated through the hole in his neck, and even his internal organs and gold pills were stirred to shreds.
This guy died unjustly enough. Before he understood anything, he was killed. He didn't close his eyes when he died.
The monks who had just started fighting there stopped again, looking at someone as if they saw a ghost.
Because in their view, the jiedan dayuanman just now is to take the initiative to ask for death, rush over and put his neck on, man, kill.
Does he have any magic?
After fighting here, there was nothing to fight. Everyone of the blood pill demon sect was afraid, and hejiahui shouted, "get out!"
Then he pointed to Ye Kong, "boy, we will come back soon! I..."
Hejiahui wants to say something cruel, but someone can't give him this opportunity.
As soon as I threw the golden bricks, I kept getting French seals in my hands and spitting out a word in my mouth.
"Shoot!"
Lu Shan's claw immediately appeared, grabbed the golden brick, and patted him on the forehead.
"Pa!"
Hejiahui's Lingli shield was about to be scattered by this. He shouted Mommy, turned around and ran. Lu Shan's claw followed him all the way.
"Shit, I used to walk across the street with a brick. I haven't photographed anyone for a long time, and I'm rusty." Someone said with a fork.
Hejiahui was depressed. As a monk of jiedan, if he was beaten to death by a real person of Zhuji with a magic weapon, it would be too sad.
But he couldn't stop. If he turned back, the magic weapon wouldn't have time to vomit, and he was probably photographed rotten. Only escape!
However, his Savior soon appeared.
"Run what run! Go back to me!" Suddenly, an old man in gray clothes flew into the sky. The old man in gray clothes and gray pants, his face was also gray, but his momentum was great.
Seeing this old man, those blood pill demon friars stopped with great joy. In fact, when they ran away, they also wanted to go back and call the old man for revenge. Unexpectedly, the old man was startled by Ye Kong's thunder and lightning and came by himself.
Hejiahui looked at it and was overjoyed. He shouted, "martial uncle, help me!"
"Don't panic!" As soon as the old man waved his hand, he didn't know what spell to use, but saw a gray fist suddenly appear and hit Lushan's claw, which immediately smashed.
When people here saw the old man appear, they all complained in their hearts. Qiu Chu and Zhang Yunzhe looked at each other and said something in their hearts. They knew it wouldn't be so simple. There must be Yuanying Zhenjun behind them.
Of course, even if there is a real king, some people are not afraid. Er... There seems to be more than one.
The first one to go out was the friar called brother five. This boy was really lovelorn to the point of insanity, and he wanted to work hard with others to have fun. I didn't spell enough just now. Now an old man in gray rushed up without thinking.
"Old man! Give me back Xiaoxue!"
"Fuck you!" The old man waved again.
Furnace ashing shape!
A huge gray palm appeared, slapped the man to the ground, spitting blood at his mouth. Yuanying Zhenjun's strength was indeed extraordinary, and the boy couldn't stand up with one move.
"Who bullied my disciple Hu Fangrong just now? If I don't fight, can you act recklessly?" Hufangrong flew over and taught him a lesson.
Qiu Chu knew that they were not rivals, and hurriedly said, "elder Hu, it's not our reckless behavior. It's really your sect disciples who deceive too much..."
"I keep explaining, I just look at the facts!" Hufangrong roared.
Qiu Chu still had to distinguish. A sad voice sounded, "Taoist Qiu, don't explain to him. He's here to find fault. What's the use of saying so much?"
It is Zhao Wuji who speaks. It seems that ye Kong is far from afraid of Yuan Ying's real king.
Hufangrong was very angry and snorted to Zhao Wuji coldly, "who's the junior, give me your name?"
"Everyone demon sect Zhao Wuji." Zhao Wuji stepped forward. The expression on his zombie face was always slower than his words, so it was very strange. He laughed and said, "I'm sure the elder hasn't heard of being inferior, but elder Hu is really famous. Hehe, the magic you learned by picking ashes in front of the Dan stove is more and more convenient."
Hu Fangrong's face turned red when he was mentioned about the past. It turned out that this Hu Fangrong was just a worker with extremely poor qualifications. He worked as a small worker in the Dan stove of the blood pill demon clan. However, Hu Fangrong was also a tough person, and he actually understood the skill in picking ashes. His move turned into ashes, which was inspired by the punch marks left by his punch in the ashes of plants and trees.
However, Hu Fangrong has always regarded this as his shame and never wanted to mention it. Over time, those younger generations gradually forget it. Unexpectedly, he was exposed today, and immediately became furious.
"Who the hell are you?" Hufangrong roared.
"I didn't say, unknown young man Zhao Wuji!" Zhao Wuji sneered, "it's useless to talk more. Let's see the real chapter under our hands!"
Hu Fangrong laughed and said, "now the younger generation is really more arrogant than one. Is it really mud pinched to be a Yuanying Zhenjun? You all back away!"
The people of the blood pill demon sect retreated one after another, and the wandering demon sect and others also retreated quickly. Zhao Wuji was able to take the initiative to challenge Yuanying Zhenjun, which must also be extraordinary.
Zhao Wuji was really weird. He giggled twice and said, "hufangrong, try my latest body refining method!"
"Body Dharma!"
When Zhao Wuji finished speaking, he saw that his body expanded at once and soon became a fat man. However, it was not over yet. He continued to expand, just like the puffer fish on the earth, which expanded into a round ball of meat in a short time.
Not to mention everyone present, even the oldest Hu Fangrong was stunned. I haven't seen this kind of magic skill. I haven't heard of it.
"So hang up, you are only a jiedan monk after all!" Hu Fangrong finally roared, and once again offered the magic he realized by picking up ashes.
"Furnace ashed!"
A gray bus palm slapped on the meat ball, and its strength was just incomparable, which was five points greater than that of the palm that just knocked out brother five.
However, the palm that opened the mountain and cracked the ground had little effect on Zhao Wuji. The meat ball bounced on the ground like a ball, and easily removed its strength.
Zhao Wuji also laughed, "children, have you eaten less plant ash recently, and you have no strength at all?"
Hufangrong was more angry, and the furnace ashed again. At first, ye Kong thought that the ash shape of this furnace was similar to his Lushan claw, but Hu Fangrong really used it, and ye Kong knew it was powerful.
The ashes can be turned into not only palms, but also fists and feet, swords and halberds, axes and forks
Hu Fangrong's ashes punched and kicked the meat ball, slashed and stabbed, and the meat ball jumped around, but there was nothing at all, and the more it jumped, the happier it became.
Qiu Chu and others who travel around the demon sect have been stunned. Although strange things happen every year, there are especially many today. Just now, there was a building foundation and cutting the knot pill, and now there is the knot pill drama Yuanying.
Niu Ren, I have to admit that Yun Yao is really crouching tiger, hidden dragon. The bodyguards recruited casually are all masters, masters among masters.
Zhao Wuji's performance was not over. As soon as Hu Fangrong stopped, he giggled, "well, now it's my turn!"
When he finished speaking, the meat ball suddenly shrank inward, and suddenly, it suddenly propped up, just like a balloon being sucked and suddenly blown open.
Seeing this rising moment, countless triangular spikes flew out of Zhao Wuji's rounded body, flashing a dull cold light, and shot at Zhao Wuji in a swarm.