Vol 11 Chapter 180: : The seven brothers

The thick smoke gradually dissipated, and a gray figure stood on the ground. Zhang Wei waved his defensive vessel, patted the smoke on his body lightly, and looked at Zheng Yi in the distance with some dissatisfaction. There is usually a curse: "Your mother, why are you playing like this! Make me gray!"
From a distance, Zheng Yi looked at the monster in front of him, swallowed a mouthful of water, and said, "This is a defensive tool!"
Zhang Wei didn't notice him and still got dust on his body. After a while, his right hand turned over, a white paper fan.
"Your mother, you have enough play! Now is my time, I don't know how to cherish this face!" Zhang Wei said very clearly, the fingerprints on his hands turned over, and as the fingerprints turned, the paper fan gradually Remove from palm. The paper fan exudes a strong volley.
"Cultivate gods!" There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd. At this time, Fang Lang knew that Zhang Wei was walking the show road.
In this vast eastern continent, immortals are not a minority, but since the rules and regulations of immortals are rarely seen in the world, this is not the first time Fang Lang has come into contact with immortals, but this is his battle again. Start.
"Are you a cultivator?" Zheng Yi asked Geology.
"What do you think of me? What is the wave of Tier 3 cultivators in this area? Compared to your Tier 6 martial arts strongman, I am a little humble!" Zhang Yi laughed at himself, but the fingerprints in his hand never stopped. Flip.
"You can't bear the yellow intermediate combat skills in my eyes, it's like a waste. Look at what my fairy method is like!" Zhang Hao's fingerprints flipped in the air again, and the curved paper fan moved slowly in mid-air. The ground turned to Zheng Yi.
At this time, Fang Lang knew that the paper fan related to him was actually an attack weapon used by the Immortal Hand. The difference between immortal and martial artist is that they did not use fighting skills. Every cultivator has his own. Instrument, they control the instrument through the fairy method to achieve the same effect as the combat technique.
Zheng Yi didn't take care of the right hand and the gray broad sword that stretched out in the distance, and returned to his hand. The broad sword waved and shattered the paper fan.
The paper fan is still rotating slowly. When the paper fan hit the broad sword, it heard the sound of metal crashing. Then everyone was surprised to find that at the moment of contact with the paper fan, the broad sword turned into countless metal fragments. .
The paper fan continues to rotate forward. The seemingly plain paper fan released powerful energy at the moment of contact with Zheng Yi. Zheng Yi, who was not protected, was shot a few feet away and stood up and wiped the corners of his mouth. A few drops of blood, looking at Zhang Yan's eyes, the killing became more intense. Zhang Yan still had a small smile on her mouth, and the fingerprints in her hand waved a strong spirit to control the paper fan in the air. The paper fan let out a dazzling scream, and the fan turned to Zheng Yi again.
"The seven brothers!" When a man cleared and fell under the stage, a man wearing a gray sword was thrown out.
Zheng Yi looked at the paper fan that was looking for him. A gray energy is injected into the sword, and the long sword emits a faint gray. The sword fell on the paper fan. This time the sword did not have a long sword. These two weapons compete in mid-air. Zheng Yi is mobilizing his body's energy to resist the paper fan. The little paper fan gradually "dare to hurt my seven brothers, use your life to pay for it!" Several people were very angry. The breath of the sixth-order power broke out, and Zhang Hao's breath was firmly locked. ..
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