I am Honghuang No.1

Chapter 619 The third son's halberd is too powerful!

Nezha did not expect that these sergeants are not very strong, but there are still a lot of small tricks, which are simple and practical, and they have raised their vigilance at the moment, and let their big words out. If they fall here today, it will be a joke.

Nezha also understood that his previous fights with others were all of a competitive nature, and no one would risk his life to fight with him. In terms of fighting experience, he is definitely not as good as the fairy in front of him.

This also aroused Nezha's greater interest, so feel free to use any tricks you have!Just to get to know each other.

Nezha asked Fang Ming to adjust his breath a little, and said in a low voice, "Look!"

The figure flashed and disappeared into the air. The next moment, Fang Ming's left rear appeared, and the halberd was pulled, cutting towards Fang Ming's neck.

"So fast!"

Thousands of people watched Nezha jump over a hundred miles away with a single movement, and they couldn't help being surprised. They were still watching calmly from the side, and they could hardly see Nezha's movements clearly. Only when you are in person can you discover it!

This time Fang Ming still set up a maze, but Nezha was prepared, and with a shock of consciousness, he saw through Fang Ming's exact location, and struck Fang Ming with the halberd exactly.

Fang Ming didn't think about attacking or anything this time, he was fully focused on defending. As soon as he realized that Nezha disappeared from his eyes, his consciousness only had time to catch Nezha attacking on the left side. He parried the long halberd that had just been extended, and was frightened into a cold sweat.

Ma Dan, it turned out that I was the most unlucky!
How did the third son practice, his strength is surprisingly great, and his speed is also amazingly fast, how can he fight like this!

A thick fog rose around Fang Ming, and two immortal thunders exploded with a 'boom boom'.

Nezha took a step back. The two thunders exploded inexplicably, bluffing?

Nezha saw that Fang Ming was blessing himself with multiple formations, and that a lot of fairy thunder had been planted around him, and within a thousand miles, it instantly became foggy and dangerous.

"it is good!"

"The formation speed is pretty good, Fang Ming is trying his best!"

All the monks around cheered for Fang Ming in unison, and looked at Nezha to see whether he was attacking with physical and divine power or using immortal magic to counterattack.

When Mu Zha saw Nezha's expression, he knew that Nezha was paying attention, and he was about to show his true skills.

Mu Zha and Nezha have fought, although there is no winner, but Mu Zha knows that it is his younger brother who gave him face and did not use all his strength. Mu Zha has no idea how strong Nezha is. .

Nezha took a deep breath and shouted, "Be careful!"

Unfurling the long halberd, it slashed obliquely into the fog of the formation.

It doesn't matter if you follow the dark thunder or not, I will break it by myself.

Fang Ming lived in a corner of the formation, manipulating the formation to intercept Nezha. As soon as the halberd entered the formation, Fang Ming was a little frightened. The sense of power carried by the halberd was even more obvious. , I'm afraid I can't keep my arm.

The strong wind suddenly blew in front of Nezha, and several hidden thunders floated in front of Nezha with the wind, but before they exploded, Nezha picked up the halberd lightly, and the hidden thunders were picked out of the formation, facing towards Nezha. Fly high and far away.

The raging fire rose out of nowhere from the front, and with the help of the wind, it engulfed Nezha.

The halberd in Nezha's hand suddenly drew a circle, and the countless gusts of flames were instantly compressed by the power of the halberd, and a gap appeared in the formation instantly.

Nezha's consciousness was wide open, and he analyzed the formation's context, and shouted loudly: "I found you!"

With a shake of the halberd, the compressed gust of flames roared and smashed towards Fang Ming who was at the corner of the formation, and Nezha raised his halberd and slashed towards him.

Fang Ming spread dozens of fairy thunders in front of the flame bombs, and prevented Nezha from getting close. He turned around and hid to the side.

In the sky full of flames, Fang Ming hadn't yet gained a firm foothold, but when he suddenly realized that Nezha had disappeared from his consciousness, he couldn't help being shocked, and subconsciously slammed the battle ax out in front of him.

A sharp and cold halberd protruded from Fang Ming's body, pointing at his front.

Relying on his rich experience, Fang Ming judged the direction of Nezha's attack. The ax hit the crescent of the halberd, smashed the halberd, and took a step back.

The tomahawk swung backwards, and blocked the tip of the halberd stabbing from behind. The powerful force made Fang Ming's right hand a little numb, but he had no time to recuperate. Nezha's halberd was haunting Fang Ming ,keep appearing.

Fang Ming left shield and right axe, constantly turning back and forth, left and right, struggling to block Nezha's halberd attack, and could no longer manipulate the formation.

As soon as the formation was out of control, the monks around saw the clue and were startled.

How long has it been since the third son entered the battle, is there half an hour?Fang Ming got caught?Being beaten up so much that you don't even have time to manipulate the formation?
Thousands of monks probed their spiritual consciousness into the mist, and as expected, Fang Ming was caught and beaten violently by the third son.

Nezha flitted around Fang Ming lightly, but the halberd moved out like a poisonous snake, fierce and ruthless. Every attack made Fang Ming extremely uncomfortable, and he had to devote all his energy to barely block it.

Thousands of cultivators saw Fang Ming's rising mana, and they all knew that he had put in all his strength, but he was still barely able to resist the attack of the halberd.

Looking at the dancing trajectory of the halberd, and feeling the power carried by the halberd, everyone put themselves into Fang Ming, imagining themselves as Fang Ming, how to deal with the attack of the halberd.

In just a moment, all the monks turned pale and shook their heads, unable to resist!

The third son's halberd is too powerful!

We are all veterans who have fought old battles. As soon as an expert reaches out, he will know if there is one.

The strength of the third son, Nezha, was obviously higher than Fang Ming's. Judging by the strength of the halberd, the third son's easy movement, and the third son's control over the rhythm of his shots, he was far superior to Fang Ming.

Moreover, it is obvious that although the third son said that his halberd is a spiritual treasure and took advantage of it, but after fighting for so long, he never used the magical effect of the spiritual treasure at all. Fang Ming was suppressed in all directions.

Fang Ming was indeed the most unlucky!
Thousands of immortals all felt that they could not defeat Nezha, and looked at the dozens of real immortals around them. If the real immortals make a move, they can always suppress the proud third son!

The true immortals who were being watched by everyone rolled their eyes, but they didn't respond to these expectant eyes at all.

Is it a fool to deliberately suppress the happy third child?

You, a real fairy, beat a newly promoted fairy, are you very proud and have a lot of face?
If you lose, it would be a shame, such a stupid thing, whoever wants to do it, don't call me anyway.

Nezha besieged for a while, feeling that the oppression was too tight, so that the angel had no time to engage in his little tricks. It was a pity that he slightly slowed down the speed of attacking with the halberd in his hand.

Fang Ming felt the pressure decrease in an instant, and without thinking about it at all, after smashing the terrifying halberd away with a shield, four fairy thunders suddenly exploded around him.

Although this fairy thunder is powerful, it can't threaten Nezha's life, but it's not worth it to blow up a piece of clothing!

Nezha turned around, left Fang Ming's side, and glanced curiously. This Fang Ming was in the center of the explosion of four fairy thunders, and there was nothing wrong with him.

This fairy thunder is playing well!

Fang Ming saw that the third son left his side, and heaved a sigh of relief. The pressure just now was too great. In a moment, his primordial spirit would not be able to keep up with such a high-speed battle judgment, and he would be broken by the terrifying halberd last defense circle.

Fang Ming knew that the power of his lightning method was not great, but no one would like to be blasted by lightning. Generally, when encountering a fairy thunder explosion, he would subconsciously dodge first. Sure enough, the third son pushed it out.

Fang Ming had no intention of winning the third son, he just wanted to last a while.

As soon as Fang Ming saw the Third Prince leaving his side, Fang Ming shouted loudly and waved his hands quickly. Almost instantly, a sky thunder formation was formed around his body for a hundred miles, and a mist dispersed to cover the sky thunder formation. Rotating slowly, Tianlei flickered, becoming elusive.

Nezha is a little dumbfounded, Nima, it will be brilliant if it is given a little sunshine!

This Fang Ming looks big and thick, with left shield and right axe, he looks like a macho man who charges into the battle, it is your duty to go straight and fight bravely!
Why are you so proficient at playing turtle shells?
Thousands of monks around, seeing the somewhat dumbfounded Third Prince, all burst into laughter.

(End of this chapter)