From the moment the Wushuang King appeared, Fatty felt that the air around him suddenly dropped a bit, like an invisible prison tightly confining him within a few feet.

If Xiao Cai were present, he would definitely be able to tell that someone had cast the spell of "drawing the ground as a prison" to imprison the surrounding space. However, the fat man couldn't tell and thought it was the other party who used his strong cultivation to kill the two people.

retreat.

Although he did not see the fight between King Wushuang and Xie Bangui, the scene when King Wushuang led his troops to surround and kill the leader of the White Lotus Church outside Yanzi Tower was still vivid in his mind. The leader of the White Lotus was seriously injured at that time, but he could still defeat Xie Bangui and the others.

A few of them had no power to fight back. Is this unparalleled king who is as powerful as the White Lotus leader someone they can fight against?

If an ordinary person encountered such a battle, he would have been frightened and lost the ability to resist. However, Fatty is a weirdo who "goes crazy when something happens and is scared afterwards". The huge fear not only did not crush Fatty, but also inspired

His potential for evil.

"Brother, you go first! Blood Sea Blue Dragon Qi -" The fat man roared angrily, and all his strength exploded. In his hand, Fang Tian's painted halberd picked up a ten-foot-long bloody dragon and broke through the invisible barrier imprisoned in front of him.

, went straight to the gate in front of the Wushuang King and roared away.

"How dare you offer a treasure even if you are a trivial person?" King Wushuang sneered contemptuously, slowly raising his hand and unhurriedly pointing towards the dancing blue dragon.

The mad dragon transformed from Fatty's true energy was knocked into the Ten Thousand Rin Jue Peak before it got even five feet in front of the Wushuang King. The dragon's head with ferocious horns crashed into the invisible air wall and turned into a circular wave of air.

Headless dragon body

However, his speed still did not slow down, and he crashed into the Qi wall without fear of death. The ten-foot-long dragon's body exploded inch by inch into blood-colored Qi, which rolled wildly in all directions. The seven-foot-long Fangtian Painted Halberd was also nailed to the air wall out of thin air.

Mid-air, violent tremors.

"Dream Broken Fist——"

The moment Fang Tian Hua's halberd penetrated the air wall and was nailed in the air, the fat man let go of the weapon, his huge body clung to the halberd pole and slid a few feet, punching Wushuang Wu fiercely.

"You don't know what you can do..." King Wushuang sneered before he suddenly felt a violent earthquake like a landslide and tsunami coming from the sea of ​​consciousness. His eyes suddenly became chaotic, as if he had fallen into the endless void. His vision, hearing, and...

At the same time, the sense of touch lost its effect. With no choice but to stand there, the Wushuang King raised his body-protecting energy to the top and received the fat man's punch head-on.

Fatty Gao was still complacent about his successful sneak attack, but he didn't expect that the Wushuang King's body-protecting aura was so powerful that it was unstoppable. The "Dream-Shattering Fist", which was capable of breaking mountains and breaking rocks, had not even touched the corner of his opponent's clothes.

It was bounced back by a huge force.

Amidst the loud "click" sound, the fat man's right arm was broken into two pieces from the elbow down. The white bones penetrated from the flesh and were bloody on the arm. The internal organs seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer at the same time.

, turned over several times in the abdominal cavity, and the uncontrollable blood flow spurted out of the fat man's mouth as he screamed.

Although Fatty's punch did not hurt the Wushuang King at all, it made him lose face in front of all his subordinates.

The Wushuang King, who woke up in an instant, was furious. He curled back his stretched out fingers and raised his hand to flick Fang Tian's painted halberd that had not yet landed. The indestructible Hundred Wars Divine Weapon made a sound like

The roaring steel clank turned around in the air and turned into a stream of light, shooting at the fat man who was still flying upside down in the air...

"Evil Ghost Kills the Immortal——" Seeing that the fat man was about to be penetrated by a halberd, Xie Bangui did not care about shocking the world, and resolutely performed the stunt mentioned in the "Blood Burial Sutra". Four fanged evil ghosts appeared in the void at the same time.

, and together they grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was roaring in the wind.

The seven-foot long halberd only paused in the air for a moment before it knocked the four evil ghosts into ashes and continued to stab the fat man. But the moment it paused, it had already flown backwards five feet in front of the tip of the halberd that had almost pierced his chest.

Keep a distance of about "one sword plus one step" from the life-seeking halberd, giving the soul-severing sword that comes after it some room to move.

The soul-severing sword struck by Xie Bangui fell from the sky at the critical moment, amid lightning and flint, and struck Fang Tian's painted halberd with all his strength.

The fat man, who had closed his eyes and waited for death, suddenly felt a flash of fire in front of his eyes, and then the loud sound of weapons colliding suddenly exploded in his ears. When the fat man took a peek, he saw that the Soul-Destroying Sword had broken into two pieces.

He cut through the air, one to the left and the other to the right. His Fangtian Painted Halberd spun half a circle in the air, and then swept towards his waist...

"Open -" Xie Bangui didn't know when, but he had already rushed up from behind, pushing his palms flat against the body of the halberd.

After a loud noise, although Xie Bangui lost all the power from Fang Tian's painted halberd, he was also thrown several feet away and lay on the ground side by side with Fatty Gao, vomiting blood.

The Wushuang King in the distance rolled his eyes, and flicked out his finger again to bounce Xie Bangui's flying Fangtian Painted Halberd back into the sky. The seven-foot-long Fang Tian Painted Halberd spun several times in the air, with the tip of the halberd pointing upward.

He stood between Xie Bangui and Fatty.

From the moment the halberd flew into the sky, the two people rolled several times on the spot to escape the possible fall range of the halberd, but found that they could not move. They could only watch the halberd falling.

The two people swayed from side to side.

It was foreseeable that no matter whether the halberd was tilted to the left or to the right, the half-moon-shaped blade on the head of the halberd would hit one of them on the neck, causing the head to be dismembered.

It stands to reason that a halberd that is not inserted into the soil cannot maintain balance for a long time. However, it swings unsteadily and does not fall down. It can be seen that King Wushuang is using his internal power to control Fang Tian's painted halberd, making it become

A sharp knife hung above the heads of two people.

King Wushuang laughed and said: "There are only a handful of techniques that combine magic and martial arts in the world. I never expected that I would encounter them twice in a row in one day. Luck, luck, really great luck...

"

All the secret guards knelt on the ground at the same time and congratulated in unison: "Your Majesty, great blessings to the sky..."

King Wushuang was even more proud and laughed loudly and said: "Hand over your skills and I will give you a happy life."

Xie Bangui closed his eyes and said nothing, pretending not to hear.

But the fat man cursed loudly: "Bah, even if I bring the exercises into the coffin, I will never give them to you."

King Wushuang, however, smiled without feeling dissatisfied and said: "It is said that Xie Bangui and Gao Sheng are brothers and share the same love as brothers. Today I want to see how far your brotherhood is. Tell me, which one of you wants to die first?"

"

"If you don't say anything, then I have to choose for myself. Who should I choose? How about thanking Bangui..." King Wushuang moved his fingers slightly while laughing, and Fang Tian's painted halberd standing between the two people suddenly thanked Bangui first.

The direction fell...

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