"Madam, not slow either!"

Fang Ming's eyes hopped slightly.

Because the weapon in Mrs. Wiaoyu's hand was too shocking and too hideous.

She was originally a charming beauty, but the weapons she used were not charming at all.

It was a square painting halberd about meter long! Domineering! Ferocious! It was pitch black all over, with barbs, and the shape of a blue dragon and white tiger on it!

No one could imagine what kind of power such a weapon would have when she waved her hand away from Madam Wiaoyu's beauty.

"Madam Whisper!"

Boom!

Two gates flew across the board, and the last line of defense of the Daluo Zunsan Cultivate General Assembly was also declared to be lost.

In the huge temple, there was only one person standing in front of the divine table, three feet high behind him, the statue of Luo Zun standing tall was clearly visible, and even more ferocious.

"I didn't expect that you could find foreign aid so quickly, and you were such a young master of kendo!"

"Since ancient times, what else can I say about success and defeat of the king?"

Wonderful lady Fang Tian’s finger of the painting halberd, and murderous aura appeared, which increased the heroic spirit of the iron horse and golden sword: “If you are willing to make a poisonous oath and never step into Yunzhou forever, I can make the decision and let you go!”

It's hard to kill the master!

Even if Mrs. Miaoyu has the advantage at this time and Fang Ming is helping, she still doesn't have much confidence in leaving the other party.

What's more, even if you can kill the opponent, the enemy will not be able to pull people to take the blame when they fight back at the death.

So she immediately gave out her last kindness.

"Let's go? Hehe... Why did I leave?"

Luo Zu sneered, looked at Fang Ming again, with caution in his eyes: "I don't know if you..."

A master! It is definitely worth being cautious wherever you put it!

"The people in the mountains and wilderness don't have to worry about remembering their names. They just owe a favor and have to come!"

Fang Ming stood with a sword, and was outstanding, so he naturally competed with the other two masters.

He also looked at Luo Zu at this time, and saw that the cult ancestor was wearing a blue shirt, half black and half white, a sparse beard, and thin cheeks. Only his eyes were so sucking, as if he had a strange magic power.

Luo Zu is not tall or short, and has a strong body, and he has a unique temperament in his entire body.

‘When you reach the Grandmaster, everyone must have a wonderful past and their own trump card… I just don’t know what this Luo Zu’s trump card is?’

Fang Ming was thinking secretly, and then heard Luo Zu say, "Human kindness? You are a little unwise when you come here this time!"

"Lao Luo, you and I fought each other last time, and they were in a good match. Do you think it was our opponent this time?"

Mrs. Wiaoyu frowned.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Luo Zu laughed wildly at the sky: "When did I say that I am alone?"

"You don't have to joke. When the master swept through the power of his power, can't he find the living creatures approaching?"

Mrs. Miaoyu frowned, but Fang Ming seemed to have thought of something and shouted: "No! You are so careful..."

"Image?"

Mrs. Miaoyu suddenly looked up, and then she saw the statue of Daluo Zun, with green face and fangs, three heads and six arms, suddenly turned her head and showed an angry expression!

Zaza! Zaza!

A sound of gear biting came, and a large amount of soil fell off, revealing the scales and skin of the statue's metallic luster.

This statue of god actually came to life!

Boom!

It stepped out in one step, and even the temple was poked a hole!

As the bricks and stones splashed, six fists that were bigger than millstones were already overwhelmed, as if they were even obscuring the sky!

Fang Ming had already floated and retreated when he saw something was wrong, but Mrs. Wiaoyu was one step slower.

"drink!"

Facing these earth-shaking six punches, she took a deep breath, and suddenly held the Fang Tian Huaji in both hands, drew a graceful arc in the air, and directly met.

Bang!

There was a loud bang in the air, like lightning rising from the ground.

A large number of sparks splashed, and in a loud noise like a big bell, Mrs. Miuyu flew backwards and stood side by side with Fang Ming.

In front of them, the statue of Daluo God raised his arms and exposed six pits on the ground.

Only on the fist of one arm, there was a wound several feet deep, revealing the bronze-like color inside.

If an ordinary person had this wound on his body, he would have been dead and could not die any more. Unfortunately, for the huge size of the statue, this is just a small problem and has no effect at all.

"What a fast speed, what is this?"

This monster's strength is even greater than that of the master. In addition, the attack speed is so fast that even if there are other defects, it is enough to compete with a master!

Fang Ming even thought that if it was on the battlefield, its role would be even more terrifying than the three masters combined!

"If I read it correctly, this thing should be from the mechanism technique! The military battle puppet of the Shangguban family!"

Mrs. Miaoyu's face was solemn: "I didn't expect that there would be a master in the world who is proficient in mechanical techniques, nor did I expect that this legendary magic weapon actually exists!"

"Although this thing is invincible, it can only be used for one stick of incense at most, and then I will give it to me. Please hold Luo Zu down first!"

Mrs. Miaoyu held the Fang Tian Painted Ridge and looked at the statue of Daluo Zun with a look of eagerness. This belligerent and fanatical attitude made Fang Ming sweat.

He was naturally interested in this ancient war olympic.

"only……"

Fang Ming glanced at the ancient sword of Yi Shuihan, who seemed to be able to be a toothpick in his hand, still came to Luo Zu: "I am Fang Yuan, please ask your master for your skills!"

"Hehe... My Daluo War Lord is not as useless as those ancient divine weapons!"

A sneer appeared on Luo Zu's face.

Zaza! Zaza!

On Daluo Zhan Zun's body, the sound of the gear mechanism suddenly increased to the limit. The six arms were swung like a whirlwind, and the huge body turned into a afterimage.

call!

The wind is howling!

This Daluo War Lord weighs at least ten tons. With such a huge weight, coupled with the phantom-like speed, how terrifying the impact force formed is?

The next moment.

boom!

It was as if an earthquake broke out, and a loud noise like a crack in the world came out, and the entire ground suddenly shook.

In the dust flying, a big pit was clearly visible, but Mrs. Miuyu seemed to turn into a butterfly wearing flowers, dancing around the statue. The Fangtian painting halberd in her hand came out from time to time, leaving a wound on the other person's body.

Although it seems to have the upper hand, Fang Ming knew that Mrs. Miaoyu's move was like dancing on a sword. As long as there was an omission, she would die in a miserable way!

"Instead of worrying about the safety of the beauty, you should worry more about yourself!"

At the moment when Fang Ming's mind was divided, a sinister energy came into the gap like flowing water, carrying Luo Zu's cold voice.

choke!

The ancient sword in Fang Ming's hand spontaneously ejected, suddenly ejected, fought against Qi Jin, and then fell into the scabbard automatically.

"Okay, the human sword is clear and the heart is in harmony! At this point, the sword technique is only a slight difference from the "Sky Sword"?"

Luo Zu's sleeves fluttered and left as soon as he touched them.

"Didn't Luo Zu hear that 'a slight difference can make a thousand miles of mistakes?', let alone, there is a state of enlightenment in the heart of swords!"

Fang Ming's five fingers suddenly appeared in his left hand and turned into claws. As the yin and yang energy flowed, the five fingers burst out. The hard wall was no different from flour in front of the invincible energy, and exploded.

"The claw power is good, so you can also try this ancestor's claw power?"

As Luo Zu laughed, his fingernails suddenly rose up and grabbed the air intertwined. Two sharp claws were horizontal and vertical, turning into a huge cross shape.

"Da Luo Zun Dharma! Blood-devouring God Claw!"

Two claw forces met in mid-air, and the qi collided like a horse, making a sound of metal and iron, and then overflowing.

Swish! Swish!

Holes appeared on the ground, and the Daluo Zun scholars and Baihuawei who had no time to escape were even more unlucky.

Some of their bodies were directly split and died indescribable ways, while others fell down, with a strange black air appearing on their faces, and their flesh and blood were dry, as if all their energy was sucked away in an instant.

The aftermath of the two great masters' fight is not something that a mere mortal or even innately can bear.

Neither Luo Zu nor Fang Ming had any plans to worry about it.
To be continued...