The swordsman trembled all over and almost forgot his movements.

The next moment, a big hand fell on his head, exerting a little force.

Bang!

As if the watermelon exploded, Fang Yuan took his right hand back and took a deep breath: "Fisting to the flesh, blood and energy are masculine. This is martial arts!"

"Second brother, third brother?"

The only remaining Wuzong didn't care about chasing Zhou Tian, ​​and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Go away quickly... This person is amazing, we are no match!"

Wang Chan came to his senses and immediately made a quick gesture to chant the spell: "Suppress! Sleep! Closing! Kill!"

The four-level spiritual craft emerged, linked together, and rushed towards the earth. It is necessary to gain time to escape.

"It's useless! It's useless!"

Fang Yuan strode forward, letting the light of his spirit fall on his body, and his skin trembled and it was immediately destroyed.

"Die for me!"

Without moves or skills, when you come to Wang Chan, you will just punch him out with a simple punch.

"you!"

The body is connected with the spirit, and how terrifying is Fang Yuan with the power of Qi Yuan? As soon as the word Wang Chan was released, he was blown up!

It was a real explosion! No defense worked, and the whole person exploded into a blood mist and died extremely tragic.

"Haha... I didn't expect that you have such martial arts skills. The three of us brothers are really convinced!"

When the remaining Wu Zong saw this scene, his hands and feet were cold, and blood and tears flowed out of his eyes: "Oh my God... why do you give this group of thieves with so many preferences? I don't accept it!"

puff!
Chapter completed!