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Chapter 522

Fang Chen gritted his teeth; “Why isn’t the eldest sister coming…”.

Faced with the imposing rainbow Fang draw nine.

Even if he knew that his father’s mind was absolutely unclear and was in a state of being controlled by others, Fang Chen still didn’t want to fight Fang Huajiu.

Especially standing in opposing camps as they are now.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

The yellow mark of the left hand suddenly appeared.

“Yanhuang Jue; True Dragon Fist”.

Fang Chen’s soles slammed the ground, and then he greeted him with a punch.

Because over there, Fang Huajiu had already rushed to the front.

The moment the father and son collided, the aftermath of true energy was also rippling in the void, although the movement was not as exaggerated as Fang Biyun’s fight with the imperial Poison Master.

However, to Fang Chen, the aftermath of the true energy from Fang Huajiu’s body was also turbulent.

With blood engulfed, Fang Chen’s palm was shaken open.

A layer of blood exploded.

Fang Huajiu won the power and did not forgive others, and the next moment it was another invigorating training.

Fang Chen shouldn’t have been so weak.

The practitioners of the Yanhuang Art in the middle of the reality, even if they are facing the masters of the middle of the fairyland, have the power of a battle.

Fang Huajiu is only the strength of the late Wonderland.

Against Fang Chen in the battle, it should not be crushed at all.

At the beginning, Fang Chen got Fang Huajiu’s punch in the chest first, and then he was attacked by the poison master while pulling away.

Both the chest and the spine suffer.

He just felt that his breathing was not smooth.

The strength that can be exerted is stretched, of course, it has been weakened to an infinite degree.

What’s more, the opponent opposite him is not someone else.

That was his father, he was thinking of his father, Fang Huajiu, who was thinking about it!

Facing his father, how could Fang Chen be able to kill him?

However, Fang Huajiu, who was unconscious and under control, did not face the guilt and guilt of his son at all.

The tricks are ruthless, and they are all ultimate tricks.

Fang Chen could even detect a bit of killing intent from Fang Hua Jiu Gujing Wubo’s eyes.

His heart was not only covered with a bit of frost.

That’s a feeling of frustration…

“Blood evil true scripture; Blood evil cracks the sky”.

Over there, Fang Huajiu suddenly changed several movements with his hands, and a majestic qi and coercion spread out in an instant. Just feeling this breath made Fang Chen feel the danger of standing upside-down. feel.

Father is going to… really move!

He pursed his lips.

Even if Fang Chen is reluctant to fight Fang Huajiu.

But at this time, if I neglect, I’m afraid I will lose the opportunity to see my father next time in the future.

Even more pretentiously, Fang Chen still wanted to save his father.

A thick layer of sticky blood gathered in front of Fang Huajiu.

Fang Chen’s eyes were solemn, and the true energy in his dantian poured into the Amethyst Heavenly Emperor Sword almost without thinking.

In fact, Fang Chen used the Amethyst Heavenly Sword to be uncomfortable.

He wanted to use Wu Dilu to face Fang Huajiu’s threat.

However, his father’s strength is far inferior to the spiritual realm powerhouse, not to mention the general Zhao Yun at the peak of the spiritual realm.

If Emperor Wu’s will was summoned, in case Zhao Yun didn’t control it well.

What hurt Fang Huajiu, and Fang Chen still felt distressed.

What’s more, the record of Emperor Wu is of great importance.

Fang Chen still kept in mind this Fang Miao’s exhortation last night.

Once this thing is exposed, it is very likely to cause oneself to kill.

So Fang Chen thought twice and decided to use the Amethyst Giant Sword against the enemy.

Take a deep breath.

Fang Hua’s Jiuzhen Qi brewing over there was already on the verge of its limit, and he wanted to launch a storm-like offensive as soon as he watched.

Fang Chen took a deep look at the amethyst giant sword in his hand; “Senior Ye Xu, bless me!”.

call.

Spit out a foul breath.

Fang Chen’s eyes were also sinking a bit; “Amethyst Heaven Emperor Sword; Frost Star Power”.

The voice fell.

Fang Huajiu’s palms had completely taken the air over there, and only a stalwart figure appeared behind him.

Looking at this posture, what he displayed was actually a fairyland martial art.

It really moved.

Fang Chen’s strength has not yet reached the fairyland.

Of course, Yan Huang Jue or Kunlun Jue’s wonderland martial arts have not been activated.

At this time, there is only a gamble.

I hope that the Amethyst Heavenly Emperor Sword can provide him with strength.

Fang Chen held up the amethyst giant sword in his hands.

At this moment, a slender figure appeared behind him.

Wonderland martial arts is enough to mobilize the phantom of the creator.

Obviously, at this moment, Fang Chen’s ready blow was already comparable to the martial arts in Wonderland in terms of power.

I just don’t know whether it can help him to contend with the beam of blood in Fang Huajiu’s hands.

The next moment, Fang Chen slashed down with a sword.

The air is a little rippling.

It appears to be layered on top of each other, turning into wavelike folds.

The icy blue sword aura rose to the sky and rushed towards Fang Huajiu.

The two martial arts collided in the void almost instantaneously, and the ice blue sword aura was surprisingly showing the potential of confronting each other in the first place.

The big stone hanging on Fang Chen’s chest slowly fell.

“It is worthy of being the weapon of the spirit king Ye Xu, even if it is converted into star power with infuriating energy, it can exert such a terrifying power.”

boom–

In the end, the icy blue sword energy actually shattered Fang Huajiu’s long-standing blood energy beam with a force of destruction.

Immediately went straight to Fang Huajiu.

Fang Huajiu obviously didn’t expect Fang Chen to be able to perform such a powerful offensive.

The parry room has already missed the opportunity.

It seemed a little embarrassed.

When the two sides fighting in the father and son battlefield are evenly matched.

Over there, Fang Biyun had already lost to the Poison Master and was repeatedly recruited.

“puff”.

A mouthful of blood spurted.

Fang Biyun’s face was like golden paper, and the Poison Master looked at this empty opportunity, where he would let it go.

Like a tarsal maggot, he caught up with Fang Biyun, who was far away.

A hideous color appeared on that feminine face;

“Die, Poison Master of the First Grade, there is only one dead end if you oppose my “Great Taijun Empire”…”.

Fang Biyun looked desperate.

Yu Guang looked at Fang Chen and rushed over desperately.

Fang Biyun’s mouth showed a hint of helplessness; “This guy, why doesn’t he know how to run for his life…”.

Fang Chen’s canthus is about to split.

“Second Sister!”

Did the trouble get to this level in the end?

In order to save the eldest sister in the future, the second elder sister who was killed was killed in this matter?

The poison master was cruel.

The palm of the hand floats and falls slowly.

“Goodbye, first-grade poison master.”

Fang Biyun closed his eyes completely;

Fang Yingmeng, I don’t owe you anything in this life. Although you and I are grieving because of a misunderstanding, now I have paid the price of my life to help your lover, our brother.

You and I will be cleaned up from now on.

Thinking of this, Fang Biyun’s eyes were filled with tears;

“Goodbye, the elder sister who loves me the most, and the sister who hates me the most, goodbye, Xiao Qi’s dear dear…”.

The next moment, the palm of the poison master fell suddenly.

boom–

The terrifying hurricane of Zhenqi raged.

Fang Chen knelt on the ground with his face like ashes.

Second sister…

But at this moment.

A cyan light sword glow slowly emerged, shining slowly at the center of the aftermath of the explosion.

Even the expression of the Emperor Poison Master suddenly changed, because at the moment of the moment, his attack was actually blocked by someone.

That sense of congestion can’t be wrong.

The Poison Master’s eyes were stagnant, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of Jiuxiao, with a thin anger that fell short of success;

“The ethereal fairy…”.

PS; probably because there will be a timeline layout after the crossing, I want to overlap the worldview of the three books in everything, although I will not emphasize the worldview of the spirit king too much, but there will definitely be negotiations and write up It seems a bit difficult. I might have written 10,000 characters back and forth the day before, but I would basically delete 8,000 words the next day. I will be very dissatisfied at every turn. I will revise and revise it, hoping to present a better story. For everyone, in addition to the recent people in the field, the working hours are not fixed, and the rest time is even scarce. Basically, the codewords are squeezed out of time. I hope everyone can understand