Chapter 971: Stand up

All eyes are on, all eyes are focused on the two figures in the void, looking forward to this battle.
People who have seen Fang Baili's strength secretly encouraged him. Everyone has a strange heart, hoping that the winner will be the weak.
In particular, Fang Bai's momentum such as Hong's successive beheading of the three people has made him feel addicted. If it was not for the strength of the old man, he would have shouted out.
Ban Zhi recovered, looking at the figure in the void secretly, until now it was a little unacceptable, everything in front of him turned out to be reality.
The three figures in the distance were stiffly there, and their faces were extremely ugly. Suddenly there was an idea in their hearts that they could not understand. Perhaps the winner would be Fang Bai.
"Cress mustard, cruel killer, you it!" The gray-faced old man said in a cold voice, the weather spreading slowly around him, solidifying one side of the void.
Fang Bai looked at it faintly, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If you have just won, will there be our way of life?"
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Fang Bai has seen through too many hypocritical people, and there is no interest in nonsense.
"Dead to death, and want to quibble!"
The old man screamed angrily, and moved sharply, the sword in his hand stabbed straight, the dazzling swordman across the sky, like a falling star.
"Dacheng Kendo?"
Fang Bai smiled, but still overestimated his strength, Zixiao sword emerged out of nowhere, Zimang shines through the sky, a sword severely cut off.
The two swordsmanships glided across, as if two meteors were flying towards each other, and they crashed together.
Rumble!
The sword-mandrill shone brightly, and the roar spread into the distance. The two figures shot backwards at the same time.
Fang Bai stepped back two hundred feet, his chest blood and blood rolled, but he was still a little too confident, after all, the difference was very different.
The current strength is fourfold for the upper lane, and the fifth for the upper lane is not enough. Even if the kendo does not fall, there is a powerful Zixiao sword.
The disparity in cultivation is just like nature, not so easy to overcome.
The pale gray old man's heart shocked even more. It was seen before that Fang Bai was really strong and far superior to his peers. This sword made him truly appreciate the strength of Fang Bai.
"Is he really serious?"
At this time, the old man can no longer believe that this is exactly the true spirit of a quadruple state of entry, and it can never appear in the first state of entry.
In this way, the old man was relieved, and determined that Fang Bai must have used some secret technique, which made him unable to see through the cultivation.
The crowd watching the game did not think so much. They only saw that this battle party was falling behind, and it was not obvious. The outcome was still unpredictable.
"Who the is this person?"
The crowd talked and found that no one had seen it, as if it appeared out of thin air.
"kill!"
He thought he had figured out the mystery, but the old man was full of arrogance, and never had any worries, the anger erupted, and Jianguang roared.
"Good job!"
Fang Bai was not surprised, but Hu Laogui practiced too weakly, and the person in front of him practiced it just as well, just to temper his kendo.
Retreat practice is not necessarily the best practice method. The sentiment in battle is often more effective, especially between life and death. It is the easiest way to break through.
Boom boom!
The two shadows staggered, Jian Mang kept falling and hitting each other. Every time Fang Bai felt the blood on his chest rolled, his body kept going backwards.
The old man was so imposing that he displayed his mighty power and vented all his unhappiness.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them blasted thirteen swords, Fang Bai had retreated a few miles away, and a little blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
Boom boom!
Jianmang blasted wildly, the ray of emptiness shone, and the blast of anger drew innumerable glories. The battles of entering the realm were not common, especially the battle of life and death.
Fang Bai sharply increased the speed to the extreme, leaving voids in the void, and the naked eye could not capture Fang Bai's figure at all.
The old man's consciousness suddenly spread out, Jianmang growled and chopped out, and he found that he couldn't follow the white speed.
The form seemed to reverse instantly, replaced by Fang Bai onslaught, the old man defended.
But Fang Bai knew in his heart that it was not easy to win the old man. At the moment, these are all appearances and can not last long.
Of course, his purpose is not here, he just wants to temper Kendo.
The purple awns shone in the void and bloomed a brilliant light. In this way, the battle is consuming the most vital energy, and the vital energy in the body quickly passes.
The disparity in cultivation has left Fang Bai's strong strength in vain, and it must be him who is the first to run out of strength.
When the time comes to watch, either run away or show your hole cards.
And this is not what Fang Bai wants.
Glancing at the dense crowd, Fang Bai turned around and fled, headed west, and entered the sea.
"what?"
The old man's complexion changed slightly. Fang Bai's move was beyond his expectations. He always thought that Fang Bai would choose to escape into Anxi City. After all, he didn't dare to do anything in Anxi City.
"court death!"
Quickly chasing, there was a smirk in the corner of the old man's mouth, no matter how fast the speed, as long as you can't get rid of it, there will always be time to run out of anger.
Two streamers flew into the sea, and the crowd watched immediately. The imaginary battle of life and death did not occur, and Fang Bai escaped!
This makes some people feel very unhappy, and can't help but quietly follow the past, while some people protect themselves, do not want to go to muddy waters, and choose to stay.
Ban Zhi gritted his teeth and chased after him. Despite his low strength, he could not watch Fang Bai resist alone.
At this point, the Qingpao man hesitated, should he catch up?
Looking back at the two people around him, both looked extremely struggling, fearing danger, and didn't want to miss the good show.
You can't avenge yourself, at least you must see Fang Bai's tragic death.
"go!"
Three figures chased out one after another.
For a moment, the emptiness of streamer lasing, like a meteor shower across the sky.
Fang Bai unfolded at a high speed, galloping at a rapid speed, and felt the streamers behind him, frowning immediately.
"Damn!"
Cursing in a low voice, these people are the most troublesome. I wanted to find a place without people to solve the problem, but these people followed me up and down.
When the consciousness swept through three of them, Fang Bai suddenly smiled and murmured, "It really is you."
Raising the speed to the extreme, across the sky, the old man chased after him, gradually leaving those people far behind.
Fang Bai's consciousness focused on the surroundings, and at the same time secretly swallowed the spiritual fluid to restore his vitality. In just a quarter of an hour, he flew out of thousands of miles. Those behind him had no idea where they had been thrown.
"The old man in heaven is going to kill you today and see where else you can escape!"
The roar came from behind, the old man no longer hid the murderous heart in his heart at this time, and was humiliated in the eyes, wishing to break Fang Bai into corpses.
Divine consciousness spread out, covering hundreds of miles, and found no one to watch, Fang Bai stopped.
"The old man doesn't know if he lives or die, today is your death."
In order to prevent someone from chasing it, time is running out, the voice is falling, Fang Bai's sense of knowledge is swept away, and four more disks are in his hands, spinning slowly in the air, and the light flashes instantly.
"This……"
The old man was taken aback. The world suddenly changed. Four powerful forces were pressed down from all directions at the same time. His body was suddenly short and his face turned wild.
At this time, a figure holding a long stick appeared in front of him without warning, and a stick roared down with the power of destroying the world.
"Matrix? Physical training?"
The old man was stunned, and all the previous doubts suddenly opened up. He felt like a stick falling from the mountains and rivers, and suddenly backed away.
"Are you gone?"
Fang Bai smiled coldly and moved with a sense of consciousness. The old man's retreating figure stopped abruptly, and an invisible barrier appeared behind him, blocking his retreat.
This is the Fang Bai refining and chemical industry's four elephant sleepy dragon array.
As soon as the formation was being sacrificed, Fang Bai felt the aura consumed by the superb spirit stone, exclaiming pain.
I was still thinking about trying the power of killing arrays, hurriedly dispelled my thoughts, and took out Jiuyao King Kong stick to kill.
When the old man was horrified, he suddenly showed madness, retreat irreversibly, the anger operated to the extreme, Jianmang whistled and killed.
Rumble!
Jiuyong's vajra stick fell down fiercely, the sword-mang inch shattered, the old man moaned, and his body collapsed.
At the same time, Fang Bai also receded at the same time. Although it took advantage, it was far from being crushed.
"That being the case, die over there!"
The cold words fell, the scene changed abruptly, and four peculiar forces squeezed from all directions, like a stormy sea, they were pressed down fiercely towards the old man.
"not good!"
The old man was frightened, his sword fluttered in his hand, and Dao Jianmang was cut off wildly, and the roar was endless.
Feeling the rapid flow of aura in the superb spirit stone, Fang Bai was inexplicably painful, and Jiuyong's vajra sticks fell again severely.