Jin Jiangang on the opposite side couldn't help but tilt the corner of his mouth. His body continued to rush forward. A small purple gourd was thrown out from Jin Bafang's palm behind him. The small gourd suddenly grew bigger. Then the gurgling sound of hunger came from the gourd. The thousands of fire bombs, the sky was sucked away by the suction force in the gourd and put into the gourd.

Jin Jiangang laughed loudly, his figure suddenly grew bigger and turned into a copper-body giant. His whole body was shining with the purple gold luster of mature copper. His huge palms slapped like a hill. Venerable Yansheng, who was blocking Fang Dang's body, shouted, "No," and his hands suddenly supported in front of him, instantly supporting a wall of air more than three meters high.

However, the air wall instantly burst like a bubble under the slap of the bronze hand. Venerable Yansheng was directly slapped out and blood was scattered all the way.

It’s not that Venerable Yansheng is not strong enough, Venerable Yansheng is ranked among the top among the venerables of Huangjiao Sect. The reason why he is so vulnerable is that the vitality and practice of the venerables among the ten great immortal sects consumed much more energy than those of ordinary sects.

This is like a malnourished beggar who practices with a rich child who has no worries about food and clothing. One has to spend most of his time on predation and cannot guarantee fullness. The other is not worried about food at all. He just practices, and has the best practice conditions and masters.

Jin Jiangang hated Fang Dang very much, slapped Venerable Yansheng with a slap, and slapped Fang Dang with another slap, as if he was about to slap a mosquito to death.

All the venerables exclaimed. Although they hated this guy who brought great trouble to Huang Jiaomen, they still couldn't bear to see his fellow disciples being beaten to death by outsiders.

With a bang, Jin Jiangang's slap on Fang Dang heavily, and this slap made Venerable Yansheng vomit blood and flew wildly. In the eyes of the monks, Zhang Kuang was just a realm of elixir, not even a real person. Where can he bear such a powerful slap?

Sure enough, a bloody rain spread out.

The monks of Huangjiao Sect closed their eyes and turned their heads one by one. Zhang Kuang was slapped to pieces by the slap!

Ao!

A sudden burst of pain caused the monks at Huang Jiaomen to hurt their heads. The monks were stunned, opened their eyes together, and looked at the place where the exclamation came in surprise.

Because the pain didn't seem to come from Zhang Kuang's mouth anyway.

Sure enough, it was not Zhang Kuang who screamed, but the giant gold and steel that looked like copper and iron cast on his body!

Originally, everyone thought Zhang Kuang was photographed as minced meat, so blood splattered, but at this time they saw clearly that what was splashing out was fiery red steel, which was the flesh and blood of Jin Jiangang.

The big hand that Jin Jiangang slapped Fang Dang's body, opened a huge hole, and copper-colored steel splashed out from it.

And the one who screamed was Jin Jiangang.

Everyone felt that the world suddenly became magical, especially the Venerable Yansheng who was slapped and vomited blood. He was still squirting blood, but at this time he was like petrified and solidified in place.

Fang Dang gently stretched his body, jumped on Jin Jiangang's palm, which broke a big hole, and walked forward lightly, stepped on Jin Jiangang's arm. Every step fell, a thick smoke came out. When he lifted it, a footprint was deeply imprinted on Jin Jiangang's

On the skin, the steel water overflowed along the footprints, emitting a burning temperature.

The smell of burnt gold and iron began to spread out at this time.

Fang Dang left several footprints on Jin Jiangang's arm, and finally Fang Dang's foot fell on Jin Jiangang's shoulder. Jin Jiangang's head was even higher than Fang Dang's body, so when Fang Dang stood on Jin Jiangang's shoulder, he could just look straight with Jin Jiangang's eyes.

Fang Dang's eyes were cold: "Who are you?"

Jin Jiangang bared his teeth and shouted: "You have to care!"

As he said that, the hair on Jin Jiangang's head bounced up violently, and each hair shot towards Fang like a spike.

Fang Dang smiled disdainfully. The methods of a mere venerable were not worth mentioning in Fang Dang's eyes.

Fang Dang just stretched out his hand and pressed it with a press. The hard hair as hard as a spear immediately became softer, even softer than the hair. It hung down completely weakly, close to Jin Jiangang's scalp.

Fang Dang's feet rose up, and his palm pressed on Jin Jiangang's head. Fang Dang's palm looked light and it seemed like he was greeting Jin Jiangang, but a trembling sound sounded like a yellow dragon gate. Jin Jiangang's hard copper body was like a nail hit by a giant hammer, and it was smashed from the air and landed on the ground, sank into the hard ground, raising the dust in the sky.

The monks of Huangjiaomen widened their eyes, grew their mouths, and their heads were blank.

Not to mention them, even Jin Bafang looked demented at this moment.

Among the seven brothers, Jin Jiangang is the strongest, with flesh and blood as hard as a copper wall. Even if an ordinary venerable sacrifices magic weapons to bombard him, he is not afraid. In Jin Bafang's memory, Jin Jiangang has almost never shed blood.

But what is the situation now?

Jin Jiangang is simply fragile like paper.

When they came, they had made an estimate of Zhang Kuang's strength. They did not think that Zhang Kuang could be much stronger than Jin Jiuxiao. Zhang Kuang's ability to defeat Jin Jiuxiao should have something to do with the disciples of the Houtu Sect. They took action together to make Jin Jiuxiao die, especially the woman named Sefeng.

After reaching this conclusion, the two did not regard Zhang Kuang as an extremely powerful enemy. They took a step back and said that even though Zhang Kuang was very strong, they came together at this time, how could Zhang Kuang go crazy?

The power shown by Zhang Kuang at this time made Jin Bafang feel extremely regretful. This guy's strength is really too strong.

Jin Bafang quickly clicked the small purple gourd hanging in front of him. The gourd's mouth immediately shook, facing Fang Dang, and a suction force was generated when the gourd's mouth was neutral.

Fang Dang immediately felt a force of restraint. Fang Dang turned his head and looked at the purple gourd. Then, Fang Dang not only did not avoid the suction force, but instead leaped his body and rushed towards the purple gourd against the suction force.

Fang Dang's actions really scared Jin Bafang, but Jin Bafang quickly gathered his mind and tried his best to control the magic weapon gourd, instantly increasing the power of the magic weapon gourd to the extreme.

The suction force of the purple gourd suddenly increased, as if countless big hands were holding Fangdang tightly, trying to drag Fangdang into the gourd.

Fang Dang came to the gourd with the suction force. At this time, Jin Bafang's forehead was already sweating.

, because he knew things were bad!

When the baby hoist collects objects, the objects will gradually shrink in the air, thus smoothly entering the mouth of the gourd.

However, Zhang Kuang was indeed sucked up now, but Zhang Kuang's size has not changed at all. This shows that the magic weapon gourd has no effect on Zhang Kuang, and Zhang Kuang's cultivation strength is far above him.

Thinking of this, Jin Bafang's hair stood up all over his body.

At this time, Fang Dang stretched out his hand and had already grabbed the treasure gourd in his hand.

Jin Bafang found that the magic weapon gourd that he had always been invincible and swallowed everything was now like a toy that was constantly fleeing, and was randomly fiddled with by Fang Dang.

Jin Bafang subconsciously wanted to take back his treasure gourd, but then Jin Bafang suddenly realized something and turned around and ran away.

Although Jin Bafang's reaction was fast enough, Fang Dang had turned the gourd mouth at this time, and the treasure gourd was facing Jin Bafang who had fled a hundred meters.

Jin Bafang immediately felt a distance behind him sucking, and countless big hands pulled him tightly, dragging him back one meter away.

Jin Bafang struggled desperately, but he was as powerless as a drowning child. When the magic weapon gourd was swinging above, it was like an inequality toy, but when it faced the front owner Jin Bafang, it was extremely powerful, just like a ferocious monster growing up with a huge mouth.

"No..." Jin Bafang let out a roar, and then he was put into the treasure gourd.

Fang Dang then turned the magic weapon gourd and aimed at Jin Jiangang who was struggling to climb out of the rocky ground.

Jin Jiangang was immediately pulled out of the stone and soil, and was swallowed into the gourd.

But in a moment, the two venerables of the Fire Phoenix Sect were cleaned up by Fang Dang.

Fang Dang didn't even get involved in a single dust on his body. It was as easy to clean up the two venerables of the Fire Phoenix Sect.

The entire Huang Jiao Sect fell silent, and all the monks looked at Zhang Kuang with a gaze.

Is this still arrogance?

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the Lord Qiao Hei Hall. Not long ago, he wanted to judge Zhang Kuang.

And the one who was trembling all over was Jiucai Real Person. To be honest, Jiucai Real Person would have been peeing in his pants if he hadn't had his perseverance strong enough.

Only then did he realize how he was trying to die, how he danced on the tip of a knife and was smart, with his arrogant strength, he could crush him to death without slapping a little finger.

In the silence, Fang Dang fiddled with the gourd in his hand and turned around and left.

Everyone stared at Zhang Kuang's back blankly, their eyes full of stupidity.

I watched Fang Dang leave and then opened up the breath that was congested in my chest. After spraying a large mouthful of blood, I felt much more comfortable.

"What's going on?" Venerable Yansheng was already confused at this time.

The others were even more confused. The more they understood Zhang Kuang, the more dull the person he was at this time. The impact Zhang Kuang brought to them was too great!

At this time, a woman who had ruined her face and looked dirty and dirty, holding Jin Jiuxiao's remains to the Huofeng Gate. Looking at the Huofeng Gate, the woman couldn't help but sigh.

Lamenting that my life has finally come to an end...
Chapter completed!