However, Fang Tang's decision was completely correct, but there was no movement, only he himself continued to rush forward.

Seeing this scene, Bao Xing thought that he had made a mistake in panic. The smile on his face became more and more ferocious. As soon as his magic power was slowing down, he touched the storage bag.

At this time, his Yin Shen Thorn also fell on Fang Tang. Just wait for him to be dizzy for a moment before he could kill Fang Tang immediately with thunder.

"How could it be..."

Bao Xing's proud and bloodthirsty expression suddenly solidified.

Fang Tang, who was stabbed by his Yin God, was like nothing happened. As soon as the magic trick was drawn, a small black and green sword flew out and stabbed him straight.

In fact, the Dharma Jue released by Fang Tang was exactly the [yin Qi mask] found in the self-wrapped dragon storage bag. It was just improved to become a close-fitting protective air membrane under the guidance of Teacher Hao Liang.

Compared with the original version, the personal version of the [Yin Qi Mask] has been significantly improved in all aspects, and it is more concealed to turn into invisible, but the mana and mind consumed accordingly is also more consumed.

Compared with the original version, the close-fitting Yin Qimao is more suitable for close combat, while the original version is more advantageous in long battles and group battles.

This is also because after Teacher Chen Pengyi taught Fang Tang the [Three Yi Fist], Fang Tang found that this boxing technique had only attacking methods but no defense. The so-called body-building effect was really limited, and it was impossible to make the body strong enough to exert all the force.

This led to the fact that Fang Tang and General Chen Pengyi were beaten too hard during the training and had no choice but to develop it.

God knows why his body is so solid, and his fist hits him even better than a strong man in a mortal... Of course, this is a joke. Even ghosts can condense their body after the golden elixir, which is no different from living creatures.

It was just that the beat was too painful, and Fang Tang didn't want to think about it.

Memories flashed through my mind. At this time, Fang Tang's sprinting steps still did not stop. The two corpse creators in front of him had already collided together.

Bao Xing's corpse leader is also in the late stage, but his actual combat power is far less than Fang Jing, who is blessed with [yin] and [corpse] bonds, not to mention that Fang Jing was taught by the Jindan corpse ghost for more than a month. Compared with this corpse leader without intelligence, he is just in the sky and underground.

Fang Jing swept his arm, and the corpse leader who was hit back by his huge force, jumped forward, swung his claws, and immediately smashed the corpse leader's head and hit the barrier on the ring and landed on the ground.

The corpse leader who practiced his life and died, and Bao Xing was immediately backfired. He felt as if he was struck by lightning. His face turned red and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his magic power became disordered.

Seeing Fang Tang driving the flying sword to attack again, it was his brother's possession, and his anger surged up. He immediately forced his injuries without caring about his injuries. He touched the storage bag with a small gray sword. His magic power surged and turned into a gray sword light and stabbed Fang Tang.

"Hahahaha! It seems that I will have another flying sword weapon today!"

Controlling the flying sword to block the gray small sword, Fang Tang did not forget to continue to stimulate Bao Long.

"How is it possible for you?"

Bao Xing was furious and urged the gray sword like crazy. Under his superior magic power, the gray-white sword light was fierce, but it was blocked by Fang Tang's exquisite sword control technique. In a hurry, he wanted to scold him but saw a fog rising from Fang Tang's hands. A pair of ghost claws formed instantly and slapped him directly.

It was the spell that Bao Xing almost slapped Fang Tang to death [Sen Luo Ghost Claw]!

But the magic spell released by Bao Xing chanting after a while was instantly released in Fang Tang!

This also comes from Baolong’s storage bag, thanks to Baolong’s exclusive sponsorship!

But changing this spell to instant was Teacher Hao Liang.

He suggested that Fang Tang solidify the spell into a talisman seal by sacrificing ghosts to achieve instant results, and the final effect is indeed powerful.

Fang Tang now uses this spell without pinching a spell. He can use it directly with a thought, and the power will be further improved.

The ghost claws came, and Bao Xing couldn't even scold him. The injuries caused by the backlash made him weak in magic power, and his divine essence became weak. He did not dare to take risks for a while. He quickly withdrew the gray-white sword to turn attack into defense and slash towards the ghost claw. At the same time, he released many medium and low-level corpse creators to stop Fang Jing who was rushing towards him after solving the high-level corpse creators.

"You're panicked!"

Fang Tang smiled, and the flying sword without clamping spun, turning into a black and green sword light and stabbing Bao Xing.

Bao Xing never expected Fang Tang to make such great progress in his strength, and he didn't expect that he would be beaten to the disadvantage by Fang Tang within a few moves. He had not yet taken advantage of his cultivation, and he felt panic for a moment.

Seeing the flying sword attacking, he didn't care about so much. He endured internal injuries. Under the rush of magic power, the gray sword light destroyed the ghost claws and was about to block the black and green sword light.

But in a hurry, there was no doubt that the gray small sword was directly slashed by Fang Tang. The black and green sword light continued to stagnate, and it flashed through Bao Xing's throat.

"You...uh..."

A handful of blood mist sprayed out from Bao Xing's throat, and blood flowed out like a stream. He looked ferocious and disbelief, and he wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound.

Fang Tang didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he stretched out his palm and his ghost claws appeared and slapped him horizontally. Bao Xing's neck was broken, and his body was pounding and he couldn't rise again.

[Spirit Point 37]

Seeing the information browsing in front of him, Fang Tang raised his eyebrows and wanted to laugh, but his movements in his hands were not slow at all. The ghost claws stretched out on Bao Xing and groped for a while to put away the storage bag. At the same time, the magic power surged out and poured the corpse poison hidden in his body into the corpse, accelerating the other party's corpse transformation.

[A chess piece [Ghost] can be collected within 10 meters of the surrounding area. Is it necessary to collect it?]

The corpse poison that was poured in was very consistent with the other party's corpse skills. Before the deacon below urged him, Fang Tang received the news, and Bao Xing stood up with a ferocious look on his face.

In full view of everyone, Fang Tang did not dare to directly take him as a chess piece. He immediately took advantage of his chaotic consciousness and put it in a brand to take it back into the Yin corpse bag, and at the same time he also took Fang Jing away.

Unfortunately, Bao Xing's corpse leader was released in order to stop Fang Jing, and he was all hammered. Otherwise, Fang Tang would have collected enough corpse ghoul pieces to promote Fang Jing.

"Come down quickly when it's over!"

After Fang Tang finished all this, the formation barrier had long been put down, and even the deacon elder began to urge him.

Not interested in being a monkey here, Fang Tang jumped off the ring and bowed to the elder: "Please take care of the elder."

"Um."

The old man nodded and began to close his eyes and rest, without paying attention to Fang Tang's intention.

This old man has long lost room for promotion and his life will be exhausted. He is just a sect task. He lives in the work-style every day, only caring about his personal care, and not caring about the messy things of low-level disciples at all.

After all, the Yin Zi Sect’s martial arts are sinister and will not become a golden elixir. Cultivators will become zombies after death... There are not many good days like this now, so they are naturally very cherished.

After seeing the ceremony, Fang Tang turned around and left, but he was inevitably in a state of turmoil.

Bao Xing's performance was not worthy of his cultivation, and Fang Tang did not feel too much pressure.

What really made his heart turmoil was this deacon elder…

The other party's appearance of death and no intention is the greatest warning to him.
Chapter completed!