Chapter 871: This is your masterpiece?

Chapter 871 This Is Your Masterpiece?
Song Shijie frowned and looked over carefully, only to see that Fang Chuan's hand was red in the white, it was normal, there was something injured.
He couldn't help being shocked: "How...how could you?"
"What's impossible?" Fang Chuan smiled, stepped forward, grabbed Song Shijie by the collar and the shroud stick.
This wooden stick had a little damage to the cultivator.
However, Fang Chuan's own cultivation is not weak, and he has a body guard in his hand, which separates the corpse poison on the shroud stick.
Therefore, the shroud stick did not hurt him at all.
He smiled faintly: "You said this stick is very powerful? Or, I will let you try it?"
As he spoke, he picked up the wooden stick and drew it heavily against Song Shijie's face.
Just for a moment, Song Shijie's face suddenly turned black, and at the same time, he let out a scream, and quickly covered his face, his expression ugly.
Where did he think that Fang Chuan was not only not affected by the Lost Soul Bell, but also not affected by the Shroud Stick.
By the time he knew it, it was already a little late.
But fortunately, they, these Nanjiang mages, because they have been in contact with these things all the year round, they have resistance, and they took some antidote.
Therefore, he is just injured and will not die.
He took the opportunity to shake the Lost Soul Bell with his left hand, shouting in his mouth, and at the same time slammed Fang Chuan's chest with his right hand.
But where is Fang Chuan that he can push?
Fang Chuan didn't move at all with this push, but he was pushed and staggered.
Had it not been for Fang Chuan to catch him, he would have to fall to the ground.
However, he sneered: "Hey, do you think I only have this ability? Look behind you!"
Before he finished speaking, Xue Ming rushed over from the back of the flower bed and came to Fang Chuan.
Xue Ming naturally hated the enemy of Fang Chuan to the extreme.
Had it not been for Song Shijie's order just now, he would have come out long ago and would tear Fang Chuan into pieces.
Therefore, at this time, he raised his sharp claws and slammed towards Fang Chuan.
Fang Chuan knew what Xue Ming was behind without having to look back.
He hooked his mouth and held Song Shijie in one hand. He rushed forward and rushed directly to the front, avoiding Xue Ming's claws.
"Roar..."
Xue Ming roared like a beast, and slammed Fang Chuan.
Brush and brush
In the blink of an eye, he grabbed Fang Chuan seven or eighty times, each of which was extremely fierce and fierce, and the wind blew loudly.
However, although his speed is fast, he is not as fast as Fang Chuan.
Although he had corpse poison on his body, after being able to smell it, his strength weakened and his combat effectiveness was lost.
However, this will not affect Fang Chuan at all.
Fang Chuan just moved left and right, his footsteps were comfortable, and his figure was chic, so that Xue Ming's claws were completely lost.
"How is it possible?" Song Shijie was grasped by Fang Chuan, following Fang Chuan's movements, the strong wind hit him, causing him to breathe a bit shortly.
When he saw Xue Ming's attack completely failed, his face changed drastically.
This is his most proud work. The offensive power is not trivial. How could it be possible that even Fang Chuan could not catch it at once?
Why is this guy so good?
He looked incredible!
At this time, Xue Ming was like a beast, relying on instinct, and facing Fang Chuan, another frantic attack, but to no avail.
However, his body is full of the medicinal power of Miao Jiang's wonderful herbs, which makes his body functions very powerful and extremely long.
Therefore, such a frantic bombardment did not exhaust him.
"Teacher Song, is this your masterpiece?" Fang Chuan dodged, smiled faintly, and looked at Song Shijie disdainfully.
Song Shijie frowned: "You..."
He was a proud person, how could he endure Fang Chuan's ridicule.
His eyes drenched, followed, picked up the lost soul bell in his hand, and shook it rhythmically.
Suddenly, Xue Ming, who was frantically attacking Fang Chuan, suddenly stopped, then turned around and went straight to Sai Xi Shi.
His speed is really too fast!
Originally, he was separated from Saixi Shi by more than ten meters, but when he jumped into shape, he could almost instantly be in front of Saixi Shi.
"Ah!" Saixi Shi was still worried about Fang Chuan, but suddenly he saw Xue Ming rushing towards her.
Xue Ming's appearance looks like a normal human being.
However, his claws, as well as the breath on his body, clearly gave people the feeling of a non-human beast.
Sai Xi Shi was shocked by the breath on Xue Ming's body.
Song Shijie was also angry at this, causing misfortune to make Saixi Shi bear his anger.
When Xue Ming injured Saixi Shi, Fang Chuan was in a state of confusion, then Fang Chuan would no longer be able to avoid Xue Ming's attack so easily.
At that time, Fang Chuan was still not ready.
However, at this moment, Fang Chuan lifted Song Shijie up and threw it over.
Snapped--
Song Shijie suddenly became a weapon and smashed Xue Ming heavily.
With a click, Song Shijie's ribs were broken by two.
He let out a terrible scream, sweating all over, fell to the ground and vomited blood.
And Xue Ming was also smashed by Song Shijie's body of more than 100 catties, and he staggered and almost fell aside.
"Roar-"
However, despite the pain, he did not stop at all, turned around and continued to scratch Saixi Shi's face.
"Do you think I didn't make a move because I am not Xue Ming's opponent, so I will only run away?"
As Fang Chuan was talking, he moved his body and stepped on his feet, his body was like lightning, his late hair came first, and he blinked in front of Xue Ming.
His hand pressed on Xue Ming's chest once, and then, as well as the thunder in the palm of his hand, burst out suddenly.
Boom
With a loud thunder, lightning surged from Fang Chuan's palm, blasting on Xue Ming, and immediately blasting Xue Ming for more than ten meters.
On Xue Ming's body, electric lights flickered, his chest exploded, and black blood splashed out. He fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up for a while.
Immediately, Fang Chuan smiled faintly and looked at Song Shijie with a surprised look: "Does it feel desperate?"
"You--" Song Shijie was extremely nervous, "How can you know the magic of Taoism, and you don't even use magic tools?"
Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "I can always do it, but you don't know it."
Afterwards, he smiled again: "I really didn't expect Teacher Song to be a Southern Xinjiang Mage. I don't know, do you know the Tian Family?"
"Nanjiang Tianjia?" Song Shijie was taken aback.
"Not bad." Fang Chuan nodded.
Song Shijie couldn't help being shocked: "I see! Are you the one who killed many of the Mage of the Tian family, and finally the Tian family did not dare to come to you?"
"Now I know, it's late!" Fang Chuan clicked the corner of his mouth and took a step forward, "What a snack in the next life."
He said, raising his palm!