Chapter 928: Still not admit defeat?

Chapter 928
Yao Dezi looked pleased. The storage artifacts were not comparable to ordinary artifacts, and their value was extraordinary.
And Fang Chuan had middle-grade artifacts, he didn't care.
He sneered, with a greedy look in his eyes: "Boy, what's your background? If you don't say it, don't blame me for being polite!"
"What are you going to do?" Fang Chuan twitched, "Kill me? Or what?"
"What about killing you?" Yao Dezi sneered: "We cultivators, don't we just live with our heads?"
"well said!"
Fang Chuan waved his hand, and the gossip plate suddenly flew over his head, glittering with gold, shining brightly all around the area.
He looked at Yao Dezi: "If you have this consciousness, that's much better."
"It seems that your kid is stubborn!" Yao Dezi sneered. "Then I will let you know, why we old monks are called seniors."
As he said, with a violent wave of his hand, a pair of sun-moon roulettes soared from his bag, spinning.
The outer wheel of the Sun Moon Wheel is sharp, and sparkles with fire as it rotates.
On the top of Yao Dezi's head, one left and one right, it is like the sun and the moon are in the sky, and the sun and the moon are in the same glory.
"My sun and moon essence wheels are all low-grade magic artifacts, but when combined, they are no weaker than middle-grade magic artifacts!"
He smiled triumphantly: "I am equivalent to two middle-grade artifacts, you only have one! I think you can be arrogant!"
As he said, his eyes drenched, he waved his hand violently, sighed twice, and the Sun Moon Crystal Wheel left and the right, slashing towards Fang Chuan.
At the same time, the Liuhe Wind and Fire Gourd also spit out wind and fire, almost surrounding Fang Chuan.
"This Yao Dezi is too great, right?"
"It's worthy of being a character from Xiaodongtian. With just one shot, there are so many magical artifacts, which makes people jealous!"
Bai Ruoxian and Yu Feng didn't have any arrogance at this time, and they sighed.
Bai Ruoxian was still upset for Fang Chuan's advantage before, but now, she smiled again and again, as if seeing Fang Chuan about to be killed!
"interesting."
Fang Chuan smiled faintly, then waved his hand, quickly played the tactics, controlled the formation in the gossip plate, and slammed towards the Sun Moon Jing Wheel.
He was full of confidence. You must know that although the Eight Diagrams Pan is only a middle-grade magic weapon, it is one against two. There is no problem at all.
What's more, Yao Dezi has a fatal weakness, his cultivation base is too low, even if he has many magic weapons, he can't control it for a long time.
He smiled, and kept playing hand tactics, causing the gossip disc to keep hitting the sun and moon wheel, banging, deafening, and the mountain shook.
Sparks sputtered out one after another, making people feel refreshed.
As for the wind and fire that Liuhe Fenghuo Gourd spit out, Fang Chuan just waved his hand, spurring a golden light of protective body, blocking it before these wind and fire.
Bang bang bang...
The fierce wind and fire hit the golden light of Fang Chuan's body guard, although the golden light of Fang Chuan's body guard was constantly swaying, bright and dark.
However, Fang Chuan originally practiced the most miraculous "Pill Fire Jue" in the sky and underground, and the quality and quality of his true energy surpassed ordinary monks.
Therefore, he can withstand the attacks of middle-grade magical artifacts only with his golden light.
For a time, Yao Dezi had nothing to do with Fang Chuan.
"What?" Yao Dezi sweated on his forehead, surprised and anxious.
He never expected that Fang Chuan would be so fierce.
He was horrified to discover that the realm of this young man was actually much better than him.
Moreover, he controlled three artifacts at once, one of which was a medium-grade artifact, and two were matching artifacts.
Not only is it a test of true qi, it also has a great load on mind.
He originally wanted to start quickly and kill Fang Chuan directly, but he didn't expect that now it is difficult to ride a tiger and there is no way.
Fang Chuan smiled faintly, calmly, and looked at Yao Dezi: "I regret it?"
"How is it possible?" Yao Dezi gritted his teeth and held on. At this time, it was time to compete for endurance and will.
How can he admit defeat?
Once he admits defeat, he is dead.
Fang Chuan smiled and said: "It's useless to regret it. I tell you, once you take back the magical item or cannot hold it, my magical item will beat you into meatloaf!"
"You--" Yao Dezi was even more anxious after hearing this.
He quickly urged the zhenqi in his body, and kept playing tactics, burning with anger, hoping to grind Fang Chuan to death.
But, obviously, he was wrong!
After a while, Yao Dezi's true anger bottomed out and was out of breath. His whole body seemed to be immersed in water and could no longer fight.
Boom!
At this moment, his Sun-Moon Chakra lost the support of his true energy, and was hit by the gossip disc and knocked to the ground.
Suddenly, the sun and moon's fine wheels were dimmed.
Fang Chuan's mouth twitched, his eyes dazzled, and he pointed at Liuhe Fenghuo Gourd.
boom!
If the gossip pan was divinely assisted, it slammed it over, knocking the Liuhe Fenghuo Gourd to the ground, with no light.
puff!
Yao Dezi vomited blood, languidly, and fell on the ground. He was exhausted and panting.
Fang Chuan glanced at him and said with a smile: "What? Don't you admit defeat?"
Yao Dezi is so angry that he wants to scold his mother, but now he doesn't even have the strength to speak.
"This Fang Chuan is too powerful, right?" Yu Feng was frightened when he saw this.
Fang Chuan fought with a sixth-level Qi refining master who was holding two middle-grade magical weapons. Not only did he grind the opponent to death, but he also calmed down.
He seemed to use little strength at all.
Fang Chuan smiled faintly, and walked over leisurely: "You just wanted to kill me for treasure, but it's normal, isn't it?"
"However, there is a murderous intention, and others must be prepared."
"You want my seven ancient tokens, you must know the secrets of the underground palace of the Han Dynasty. But I don't torture you, do you know why?"
He said, looking at Yao Dezi.
Yao Dezi came back a little bit of anger and nodded, "I'm afraid I'll leak the wind, and I'm afraid that I'll tell lies, because it's dangerous there."
"It's good to know." Fang Chuan's mouth twitched, "Do you think I can't find soul searching? Wrong, I don't like to lie, I will."
As he said, he pressed his hand on Yao Dezi's head.
Yao Dezi was horrified, and his face was shocked: "Can you let me go and let's explore the ruins together?"
At this moment, he was like a dog in the mourning family, embarrassed, and compared with his previous majestic appearance, it was really too different.
Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "What do you think?"
"I heard that using the Soul Search technique hurts the heavens!" Yao Dezi said quickly.
Fang Chuan's mouth twitched: "You didn't listen to me just now? How did I tell them? I don't care at all!"
He paused: "Stop talking, get on the road!"
"Wait!"
At this moment, two figures suddenly rushed to the side, extremely fast, obviously using some kind of imperial talisman paper.
Swish twice, they came to Fang Chuan's body.
One of them made Fang Chuan happy: "Master Yuyang!"