"Slowly, you can eat randomly, and you can't talk randomly. Which eye did you see me killing Hua Yunyan?" Ao Fang lowered the spear that had already been raised.

"Yan'er was killed because of you. I want you to pay your life!" Obviously, Hua Jiasong, who had nowhere to say anything, had completely attributed the death of his precious son to Ao Fang.

"Can you be crazy?" Ao Fang couldn't help but shivered, looking at Hua Jiasong, whose eyes were red because of hatred, as if he was looking at a madman.

"I want to kill you!" Hua Jiasong roared, picked up the flying sword in his hand, and rushed towards Ao Fang like a crazy dog. The fierce murderous aura emitted from his body made the people around the ring shocked the cold.

On the high platform, the faces of the Juelian Immortal Emperor and the Jade Emperor who were in charge of the battle changed. Before the battle began, it was said that the rule was to stop when the point was reached. Judging from Hua Jiasong's appearance, it was obvious that he wanted to fight Ao Fang.

The Jade Emperor was about to get up to stop him, but the Julian Immortal Emperor next to him stopped him, "Your Majesty Jade Emperor, let him go, he is just a legion commander!"

The coldness on the corner of the Juelian Immortal Emperor's mouth showed his confidence in Ao Fang. After Juelian Immortal Emperor said this, the Jade Emperor was relieved and sat back on his seat. His face showed a smile that was as good as Juelian Immortal Emperor. Indeed, the commander of the legion who was high in the eyes of others was just a relatively powerful person in the eyes of Jade Emperor and Juelian Immortal Emperor. Once the Qing Emperor died, they were nothing. For Ao Fang, who was coveting the Qingyang Immortal Realm throne, taking the opportunity to teach Hua Jiasong a lesson, he could also prepare for him to ascend to the Qingyang Immortal Realm throne in the future. Why not do it?

"Just you?" Ao Fang showed disdainful eyes, and the spear in his hand stabbed out and drew a circle in the air.

Hua Jiasong is very fast, Ao Fang is faster, and the spear in his hand is faster.

Hua Jiasong only saw a flash of Ao Fang's body. The second second Ao Fang had already arrived in front of him. When the waves were calm, the entire body of immortal energy instantly condensed on the flying sword, and the flying sword burst into dazzling light.

"Sky Star Thousand Slashes!" Hua Jiasong really wanted to kill Ao Fang. It was already the strongest attack. He slashed out with one sword. A super large sword light that was nearly five meters high and twenty meters long streaked across the 100-meter-long ring. The sharp sword light cut a deep ditch on the surface of the ring and shot towards Ao Fang with a roar.

"Wow!" The appearance of the huge sword light scared the onlookers under the ring. Although they were still a long way from the ring, they could still clearly feel the powerful power of the huge sword light. There is no doubt that if they were hit by the sword light, many people would definitely die on the spot.

Behind Ao Fang was the stand where Zhang Yayi and others were, so he couldn't hide. He didn't bother to dodge. He held the spear with one hand with his right hand and suddenly shot a shot at the sword light that had already torn the ring.

Just then, the sword light came to Ao's side and stood on the tip of Ao's spear, and a brief stalemate appeared.

"Ah!" Hua Jiasong had a ferocious face and let out an roar. Seeing that his attack was blocked by Ao Fang, he desperately instilled immortal energy into the sword light, as if he wanted to rely on his powerful energy to kill Ao Fang.

Ao Fang glared, and the spear in his hand shook slightly. With a buzzing sound, the gray-white immortal energy was transmitted from his right hand to the body of the spear, and then to the tip of the spear.

"Huh!" The gray-white immortal energy transformed into a gray-white energy spear head that was the same as the spear head, easily piercing the huge sword light emitted by Hua Jiasong. Then, when the spear head was in the sword light, a complete spear formed by gray-white energy began to be dragged out from the tail.

Wherever the spear passed, the space was torn apart. The cracks brought out were like a sharp steel knife tore Hua Jiasong's sword light in half from the middle. From a distance, it looked like the spear in Ao Fang's hand extended forward.

No one noticed that Ao Fang's immortal energy was so unique, he just focused on the entire arena and looked at the overall situation.

Hua Jiasong's sword light was torn in half and still shot towards Ao Fang, but when he arrived by Ao Fang, he had lost most of his power.

The sword lights divided into two halves flew over and shot from the left and right sides of Aofang toward the platform where Zhang Yayi and others were.

Ao Fang is not worried about any accidents that Zhang Yayi and others will have, because the sword light, whose power has been greatly reduced, can be blocked by any emperor-level master on the platform, let alone the two top masters, Jade Emperor and Juelian Immortal Emperor?

The Jade Emperor and Juelian Immortal Emperor took action at the same time, but waved at the two incomplete sword lights, and the sword light disappeared directly into the air.

On the ring, the gray-white energy spear emitted by Ao Fang cut through the space and came to Hua Jiasong. Hua Jiasong couldn't believe that his full-strength attack was easily resolved by Ao Fang. However, for him who was already determined to die, no more surprise was helpful. Faced with the attack Ao Fang had launched on him in reverse, Hua Jiasong held the flying sword tightly in both hands and slashed the gray-white energy spear that had already arrived in front of him.

"boom!"

Hua Jiasong used his sword to scatter the off-white energy spear, but he could not scatter the cracks in the space brought out by the spear.

"Puff!" The space crack failed to break through the magic weapon armor on Hua Jiasong's body, but the huge impact force shattered many internal organs in Hua Jiasong, causing Hua Jiasong to open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. After flying backwards, it fell heavily on the stone floor of the ring, causing a large pit nearly one meter deep to sink into the ground.

"Ah!" As soon as he landed on the ground, Hua Jiasong roared angrily, and with force under his feet, he stepped on the ground and made a loud noise. He raised a wave of dust and rushed out of the pit and rushed towards Ao Fang. His hair was a little messy, and his clothes on his mouth and chest were still stained with blood. Now he looked no different from the madman who was attacking.

Hua Jiasong's abnormality reminded Su Jinyu and Jiang Yanxin who were watching the game on the high platform. Although Su Jinyu and Jiang Yanxin have a bad relationship with Hua Jiasong, the three of them have worked with Qingdi for many years. Su Jinyu and Jiang Yanxin never thought that Hua Jiasong would be forced to this extent.

The hatred between Hua Jiasong and Aofang has been so deep that it has even reached the point where you must die.

"Oh!" Su Jinyu sighed helplessly, Jiang Yanxin beside him also looked helpless. They were feeling pitiful for Hua Jiasong. Of course, they felt sorry for Hua Jiasong not because of Hua Yunyan's death, but because the person he met was Ao Fang.

"Hmph!" Seeing that Hua Jiasong was still alive, Ao Fang snorted coldly, and the spear in his hand drew into a blurred afterimage. Then, in everyone's trembling eyes, a vast gun shadow appeared in front of Ao Fang. The most terrifying thing was that every gun shadow passed by was a tiny crack in space.

The people watching the ring were stunned. On the platform, those who had already seen Ao Fang's perverted strength or who had never seen it were all frightened by the scene in front of them.

Thousands of space cracks as big as a knife surrounded Hua Jiasong with the shadow of guns all over the sky.

At this moment, Huajiasong is like a moth flying into a flame!

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

The sound of muscles being torn from Hua Jiasong came from the body. From a distance, the millions of space cracks were like thousands of daggers cutting wildly on Hua Jiasong. While forcing Hua Jiasong to retreat, countless scars were left on him.

For a moment, blood mist soared from Hua Jiasong's body into the air. In an instant, Hua Jiasong became a veritable "blood man". He was avoided by Ao Fang's attack and retreated. The blood sprayed from his body left a long blood mark on the ring.

Hua Jiasong wanted to release the immortal energy to protect his body, but those damn space cracks could pierce his protective cover, leaving a scar on his body, helpless. In order to prevent his head from being hit, Hua Jiasong could only raise his hands to protect his head. Through the gap between his hands, he could see that his eyes at Ao Fang did not fade due to the setbacks, and it was still so sharp.

"Wow!"

Ao Fang was so powerful that he had a total overwhelming advantage. Is this the one who killed Canglan Demon Emperor among the rumored millions of demon troops?

Hua Jiasonggui is the commander of the Third Legion of Qingyang Fairyland, and his strength is beyond doubt. However, such a top master was beaten by Ao Fang so hard that he had no power to fight back.

The gap between the two sides is too big.

The tragic sound of cutting was quickly calmed down. At this time, Hua Jiasong was covered in blood, and his head was still intact, which was protected by his hands.

Ao Fang stood with a gun, and the ring in front of him was covered with blood. When he looked up at Hua Jiasong, he happened to see Hua Jiasong put down his hands that had almost been cut into bones and began to repair the injuries on his body.

Be kind to the enemy means cruelty to himself. Ao Fang has always remembered this very practical sentence. Hua Jiasong in front of him is very pitiful, but Ao Fang will not have any sympathy. Especially when seeing Hua Jiasong's eyes that were still full of murderous intent, Ao Fang smiled evilly, put the spear into his body, fiddled with the joints of his hands and made it make a crisp sound, as if he was doing warm-up exercises.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you before I become the commander of Qingyang Fairyland!"

Each game has its own rules. Ao Fang follows the rules of this game. Although he really wants to kill Hua Jiasong directly, it is not now.

Hua Jiasong had just recovered a little, ignoring Ao Fang's strong strength and threats to him, picked up the flying sword again and rushed towards Ao Fang.

Ao Fang smiled coldly, rushed towards Hua Jiasong and followed...

"Smack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

On the ring, everyone could only see two afterimages fighting together, and the crisp sound of bone breaking kept coming from the afterimages.

After a while, Hua Jiasong let out a scream and flew backwards quickly, then fell down the ring powerlessly, fell into the crowd of onlookers, scaring everyone around him.

Lying on the ground, Hua Jiasong struggled to support his body with his hands. At this time, his nose was bruised and swollen. Many bones on his body were broken by Ao Fang's iron fists while fighting Ao Fang. On the other hand, Ao Fang had no blood on his body and no scars.

"Sir!" Hua Jiasong's loyal subordinates rushed to Hua Jiasong and helped Hua Jiasong up, who was still angry. He was punched thousands of punches by Ao Fang. Hua Jiasong was a little weak and could only think about killing Ao Fang with his eyes.

"Get out!" Ao Fang shouted softly without giving Hua Jiasong face.
Chapter completed!