"Domineering?"
"What power is this?"
Nie Yan Xiaoyou looked suspicious.
Zhao Fang looked as usual and secretly prepared the eight grade immortal talisman.
The so-called domineering power is just his nonsense. The real killer mace is still the eight grade immortal talisman.
With the power of this talisman, even if the body of the great sun spirit king is strange, it can''t escape death!
However.
Just when the two sides in the stalemate want to break out a final showdown.
In the distant sky, a red sword light crossed the sky and approached with awe inspiring killing intention.
"Zhao Fang, this time, I will definitely kill you!"
The red sword light traversed the sky, and a murderous sound came from it.
Red eyebrow!
Zhao Fang raised his eyebrows.
He was not surprised. At the first sight of the red sword light, he knew that it was red eyebrow.
Looking at the pursuers, only Chimei has such a powerful sword intention.
"Come so fast!"
Zhao Fang squints.
Xiaoyou looked expressionless, raised her hand and blew out a crazy knife condensed by black fog, which collided with the fierce sword of red eyebrow.
The swords and swords hit each other with a loud noise. The body shape of red eyebrows driving straight in was forced to stop by Sheng Sheng, which was revealed in the eyes of Zhao Fang and others.
He provoked a pair of red eyebrows and stared at Zhao Fang coldly. His killing intention in his eyes was undisguised: "this time, you will die!"
Whew, whew ~
Behind him, dozens of sword lights came through the air. In the blink of an eye, they came behind Chimei and turned into an amazing sword repairman in Xianjian mountain.
meanwhile.
There are three powerful forces approaching the island in the southeast and west directions.
"Ambush on all sides. Now it''s completely surrounded!"
He can clearly feel that each of the three forces in the past has the power of Xianjian mountain.
I think it''s the other three mountain forces.
If you escape now, you should have some assurance of escape.
But the breath of the king Dariling locked the three people. As long as they want to escape, they will be targeted by him.
The sound of breaking the air was approaching, and a strong majesty swept through.
In the twinkling of an eye, it turned into a tripartite force.
Looking at their clothes, Zhao Fang couldn''t help laughing.
"Sanxiu alliance, Kunwu mountain, wanhuang mountain..."
Glancing at Chimei and Dariling king, "coupled with Xianjian mountain, Xiandao alliance and the strongest five forces in the mountain and sea world, they all come. They really look up to Zhao."
"Zhao Fang, how dare you kill the locust king of Kunwu mountain!"
The leader of Kunwu mountain this time was a man with a fierce face, deep eyes and a murderous spirit of terror.
In terms of breath alone, he is not inferior to the locust king.
I think it is also one of the three kings of Kunwu mountain.
"He is the stream king of Kunwu mountain and the best of the three kings." Nie Yan whispered.
"Kunwu mountain reacted quickly enough to kill a locust king. In the twinkling of an eye, he sent a stream king. I''m not afraid to kill another king level cloud beast?"
Zhao Fang said calmly.
His voice was not loud.
But the people present, there is no weak person, who can hear clearly.
The river king was even more gloomy and said with a sneer, "dare you talk when you are dying?"
Zhao Fang didn''t bird him. He looked at wanhuang mountain and the strong leader of sanxiu alliance.
Wanhuang mountain is mostly a female monk, led by a beautiful purple skirt woman who turns into a God. Her face is graceful, cold and arrogant, like a phoenix overlooking every bird.
"I don''t seem to offend wanhuang mountain." Zhao Fang narrowed his eyes.
"Heaven and earth treasures, those with virtue live in them!"
The beautiful woman in purple dress didn''t hide it and didn''t bother to make excuses.
Zhao Fang laughed. "That''s good."
He no longer looked at her. His eyes fell on the team of the casual repair alliance. When he saw the leader, he was stunned.
"Drunkard master?"
"Hehe, it''s me. I''ve seen Mr. Zhao." the drunkard with the obvious sign of rosacea said hello to Zhao Fang with a hiccup.
"I''m Ke Qing from the loose cultivation alliance. This time, I have no choice but to come under orders. However, I won''t encircle and suppress you. It can be regarded as paying back that kindness."
Before Zhao Fang could speak, the drunkard was bleary eyed.
An eight fold old man beside him smelled the speech, his face changed greatly. Just about to speak, he seemed to think of something. He didn''t say it, but frowned deeply.
"Oh?"
Zhao Fang picked his eyebrows. "In that case, I accept your favor. After this war, you and I don''t owe each other!"
He knew that if drinkers were willing to be wall watchers, they would certainly pay a high price.
But it has nothing to do with yourself.
Who made him owe himself a favor.
"Burp... Scattered cultivation alliance, collective retreat to a hundred miles away!"
The drunkard belched and ordered.
Although the monks were unwilling, they did not dare to contradict the drunkard face to face. They glared at Zhao Fang and retreated a hundred miles.
The encirclement and suppression on all sides immediately left a corner in the East.
Seeing this, the other four forces frowned and were suspicious. They didn''t understand. How could they owe Zhao Fang a favor as a drunkard?
however.
The withdrawal of the alliance of scattered cultivation is obviously a good thing for other four forces, which means that there is one less force to divide up Zhao Fang''s treasures.
"Thief, you can be proud to die under our siege today."
The River King sneered.
"I don''t think there''s anything to be proud of. It''s not the head of the Quartet. You''re not enough to make me proud. In addition, I don''t think I''ll die today!"
Zhao Fang said calmly.
"It''s a mystery. Do you think you''ll be safe if the king Changfeng and the king Youming escort you?"
The beautiful woman in the purple dress joked and sneered.
After so many days of exploration, they had already found out the identities of Xiaoyou and Nie Yan.
"Today, you must die!" said the red eyebrow coldly.
Oh!
Just as he was about to speak, a strange bird cry suddenly came from the western sky.
Hearing the sound, Zhao Fang felt familiar.
"Yuanba?"
He looked up with a happy face.
"Huh?"
Other strong people also noticed and turned around one after another.
Soon.
A golden pengbird with a size of 900 feet appeared in the sight of everyone.
Pengniao is very fast.
The last moment is still far away, and the next moment, it is close to everyone.
They clearly saw a thin young man sitting on the back of the pengbird with amazing evil spirit.
The young man''s appearance was full of wind and dust, and his hair was scattered behind him. In his young face like a sick ghost, there was deep fatigue, but in his eyes, there was an opportunity to kill.
He grasped the two giant hammers dragged behind him, looked coldly at the crowd and looked at his strong man, "who dares to kill my big brother?"
"Turn God into nine?"
"Even the mount is a seven grade cloud beast."
The crowd screamed and faintly felt that there seemed to be a terrible force in the thin boy''s body, which could not be provoked.
"Yuanba!"
Zhao Fang laughed.
As soon as juluyan said goodbye, I haven''t seen Li Yuanba for a long time.
Now goodbye, there is a feeling of separation.
Looking at Li Yuanba with a haggard face and wind and dust servants, he blamed himself. If it weren''t for himself, Li Yuanba wouldn''t be working so hard.