Chapter 1873: Promotion

The sword of the real Buddha's sword has a blood trough, and a "kill" is engraved on the roulette.
After killing the opponent, the blood will merge into the "kill" word along the blood trough, and the surrounding gods will be used to condense more suffocation.
In accordance with the strict requirements of the nine-year-old, Luo Zheng naturally restored the details of the Buddha's sword completely, and naturally formed a "kill" suspended in the air.
Fang Xiaoyu stared at the sword in front of him, his eyes full of bizarre colors.
In the past, Luo Zheng had used cross-world magical powers, but no one recognized them. After all, no one would think that the martial arts can use the sage's ability.
Moreover, Luo Zheng used the most superficial means, and did not have a deep understanding of the source of power.
"This is the source of the power of the power of the gods..." Fang Xiaoyu stared at the Buddha sword in front of him. Because the power is invisible, she can only faintly see a silhouette and see her own blood. Slowly flowing, it became a "kill" word.
"This is not right!" Fang Xiaoyu said softly. "The source of strength cannot be separated from the body. Even if it is isolated, it will be destroyed by my mirror of water. It is even more impossible to trace it again. How did you do it...

The passage that Fang Xiaoyu opened just now has disappeared. Luo Zheng’s whole person can’t talk in the water. When she hears her surprised voice, he just shrugs his shoulders and the index finger is gently dialed. The Buddha’s sword has penetrated. Fang Xiaoyu's head.
"Oh..."
Fang Xiaoyu was "killed", and the water that wrapped up Luo Zheng was also scattered. It was like a flood that rushed toward the surrounding streets. The scene was spectacular...
However, those who were still out of the water did not disperse. The scale on the scale of Luo Zheng’s mind had been slightly radiant. He lifted his hand slightly, and some of the water turned into a crystal clear water sword.
If Fang Xiaoyu sees this scene, I am afraid that the surprised mouth will not close together.
"From the water Shinto... can only be used in a watery environment, so Fang Xiaoyu will choose this environment."
"If there is no water, I must only think of another way, and the magical power from the water will be greatly discounted?"
"Oh..."
I saw Luo Zheng’s fingers twitching gently. One of the crystal clear water swords turned into black. It’s the magical power in the water gods that
drows the soul and turbidity
. His fingers move gently, and the black water sword Rolled up to himself, and immediately eroded a hole in his arm!
"Sure enough, this turbid turbidity can indeed restrain all kinds of magic weapons, and it has a miraculous effect on my body. It is no wonder that she is very confident, but this magical power does not mean much to me, but her last water mirror can be reproduced. My attack is as powerful as it is."
Luo Zheng reached out and took a light shot. The water was turned into a mirror. The face he showed was not as good as the water mirror. But this magical power can actually copy his Buddha sword, which really surprised Luo Zheng. From the practice of water to the ultimate, can you copy any opponent's attack?
This is indeed an extraordinary means...
Between thinking, the surrounding space has slowly faded, Luo Zheng has returned to the room, and the natural mirror disappears.
He did not know that "the mirror of the water" was originally the secret of the non-passing of the Fang family. So far, it has only been passed to Fang Xiaoyu and Fang Hate, and Luo Zheng can easily break the mirror from the water. Ingredients, Luo Zheng's Buddha's sword is very special, because the Buddha's sword is only a pure power cohesion, after the body can only be replenished with the source of power through the world, in order to maintain the shape of the Buddha's sword.
If Luo Zheng is to exert other magical powers, Fang Xiaoyu can control it by himself, and the source can continuously inject his own power. It is impossible for her to have cross-world magical powers. Naturally, she can’t copy the collapsed Buddha’s sword. reduction.
Fang Xiaoyu was only one hundred and ninety-six in the arena arena. He has already thoroughly studied his own research and indeed made Luo Zheng very surprised.
The next battle is probably not easy to deal with. After all, my attention is too high. As Fang Xiaoyu said, almost everyone bought the information of Xuanyue, and they will use their means to show their strengths.
After defeating Fang Xiaoyu, Luo Zheng’s extra rewards went up one step and accumulated to 460,000 points.
"Anonymous won again!"
"He defeated Fang Xiaoyu..."
"The ranking has advanced by 20, and I am ranked at 182. I have no hope of challenging him, hehe..."
The person who challenges Luo Zheng is no less than one hundred away from him. Luo Zheng’s room ranks up 20, and naturally 20 people have lost the qualification to challenge him.
Mu Qing stood at a higher place and looked at the room of the anonymous person, showing a faint killing in the round eyes.
This time, my sister lost to Su Taibai without suspense, and the herdsmen took some pressure. One giant was more than one great consummation. Perhaps it was affected by the fiasco of the shepherd blood, and several other great consummates actually lost. For the pastor, this is definitely not good news.
Now the herd is ranked seventh in the floating island. According to the current trend, I am afraid that it will drop several times in a row. If it falls out of ten, it will be troublesome.
"Damn anonymizer, you must remember what you said!" She is really afraid that the anonymous person will not dare to challenge herself. In order to shepherd, she must take the points from this guy, but the anonymous person does not go out, she also takes him. No way.
The tassels are also faintly looking at the ranking changes of anonymous people. With her keen instinct, she feels that the possibility of anonymity is Luo Zheng, but she can't do it in the hall of the gods, she can't test each other, since everyone has said, After defeating Mu Ning, she will challenge herself. She is not as anxious as she is. She believes that the anonymous person will say that she will do it.
In the floating island of Fangjia...
After Fang Xiaoyu lost to Luo Zheng, he quickly withdrew from the gods.
Her temperament is open-minded, but there is no anger, but the eyes reveal a deep doubtful color.
"Is it coming out so fast today?" A gentle voice sounded.
It was her brother who stood behind her, and the strongest fullness of Fang’s family was really late.
"Brother, I have encountered a strange thing!" Fang Xiaoyu said.
Fang hate a hint of curiosity lately. "Is there anything else that makes my sister feel strange?"
In the party hating night, Fang Xiaoyu is smart and cute, but his temperament is too indifferent. There are not many things that can evoke her curiosity. Besides, the last time the blind people held the transit event, she was not willing to go.
"Someone can retroactively release the force and release it outside the body?" Fang Xiaoyu asked.
Fang hate a faint smile, reaching out and taking a shot, an invisible palm print volley, the palm print is erratic and strange, and finally it is dissipated on the wall. "This is not a very difficult thing, the true God of the power of the main power Most can do it?"
Fang hates the night and does not have the power to cultivate the power, but his Shentai Jiuxing has been condensed, but he can not be placed into the body of the world, so it is not difficult to strike.
Who knows that Fang Xiaoyu shook his head. "Not like this, my brother, the other side is a force to trace a flying sword..."
She said half of it, and she hated to shoot another hand again. The invisible sword of the power source was spurred out and hit the wall again. She hated to shrug her shoulders. "Sister, this is not difficult."

"You can listen to me and finish the conversation!" Fang Xiaoyu glanced at the party and hated it later, and then he said: "The flying sword can be freely manipulated after being separated from the body, and it is crushed by my mirror." After that, it can be retrospectively separated by air."
Hearing here, Fang hated the strange color on his face, and immediately shook his head. "This is impossible. After the power is traced, it is impossible to control it casually. It will only decay quickly. Are you wrong, or another? A similar supernatural power, but it is absolutely impossible to trace the power. You can only do this with the saints using cross-world magical powers. I can't do it now."
"Sure enough?" Fang Xiaoyu smiled. "I thought I was mistaken. The guy really did it..."
"Who?" Seeing her sister's expression is not like a joke, but she hates to ask when she is late. In fact, he still doubts Fang Xiaoyu's words. Fang Xiaoyu's opponents are all just true gods. I can really do this. Hell.
"It is the anonymous person. He challenged me today. I will lose it to him by this means," Fang Xiaoyu said.