Chapter 2345

"Stop!"

Zhao Fangzheng walked forward along the call of the dark. Lengbuding broke the air attack with a cold sword, mixed with a murderous voice.

Qiang!

Zhao Fang waved his sword to block.

The body was shaken back for several feet, and a sense of bitterness and numbness paralyzed half of the body along the arm.

His eyes were slightly frozen, staring at the white fat young man walking out slowly in the smoke.

"Change God? Who are you?" Zhao Fang was slightly surprised.

He doesn't care about the importance of the God of the universe. With the edge of the hidden sword and his current cultivation, it's no problem to shake the God of the universe.

The white fat young man in front of him, although his cultivation is important, gives him a feeling of danger.

"Guard the sword tomb, ah Pang!" ah Pang said calmly, and suddenly raised his eyebrow: "the baby becomes quadruple?"

He was a little surprised.

According to the truth, friars at this level can't stop their sword at all.

But the other party not only took it, but also unharmed, which was really beyond his expectation.

Ah Pang's eyes fell on Cangfeng sword, as if thinking.

Whoosh ~

As soon as ah Pang appeared, there were several empty voices behind him.

In the twinkling of an eye, the figure of seven or eight negative sword youth appeared around APON.

"Elder martial brother APON, are you okay?"

"We have come specially to help you."

The group of people talked and looked at Zhao Fang.

Zhao Fang also looked at them, but soon lost interest.

Seven of the eight became nine.

This kind of cultivation, in the sea world, is already a strong party, but it is difficult to enter Zhao Fang's eyes.

"Why are you?"

Just as he looked back, the only guy he ignored suddenly made a surprised and somewhat happy voice.

Follow the prestige.

Zhao Fang was stunned.

However, seeing the other party dressed in purple childe's strong clothes, coupled with the unique bearing of sword repair, there is a sense of being proud and outstanding.

Although cultivation is only half a step to turn God, which is not comparable to APON, it is more eye-catching than APON in temperament.

Zhao Fang was sure that he had never seen each other, but his breath was vaguely familiar. It seemed that he had been in touch with each other somewhere.

"Ha ha, there's a way to heaven. If you don't go, there's no door to hell. You break in. This time, I see how you hide!"

When the man in purple laughed wildly, he raised his hand and grabbed Zhao Fang.

Ah Pang opened his mouth and wanted to remind the man in purple, but somehow he didn't speak, but looked at the scene jokingly.

As for other disciples.

They all looked joking.

They think it's easy to deal with a baby becoming quadruple with the skill of senior brother Zigong.

Shua!

The sword flashed.

Blood spatter.

An arm rose into the sky.

Then, accompanied by a shrill scream.

The Purple Palace was cut hundreds of feet away by this sword, hit the ground heavily, and kept rolling and screaming.

"This..."

Those babies become jiuzhong disciples. They are all stupid.

I didn't expect this to happen.

Ah Pang sneered in his heart. Can he be a weak one if he can stop the baby change of my sword?

However, Zhao Fang's performance was still beyond his expectations.

I thought that with the Purple Palace cultivation, I should be able to win Zhao Fang. Unexpectedly, the Purple Palace, which was only a combination of semi divine cultivation, was cut off.

"Underestimate him!" APON said in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the Purple Palace was also overwhelmed and shocked.

"The last time I saw him, it was only Yuanying. I could kill him by turning my hand. I haven't seen him for some time. How could his strength Soar so badly?"

Purple Palace can't believe it.

The boy who had been chased and killed by himself and was as terrified as a lost dog cut off one of his arms, which made him both ashamed and angry.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!" Purple Palace roared angrily.

"Let's fight together and take this boy!"

Other babies changed into nine double swords. They took out their swords and surrounded Zhao Fang.

Ah stood on one side and didn't mean to join hands with them. He looked like watching a play.

"Kill!"

With a low roar, seven figures rushed out at the same time and offered their own maces to hang Zhao Fang, the intruder, into minced meat.

"I'll try your sword and see how I practice water sharing sword."

Zhao Fang's face was expressionless, and Zang Feng trembled. The sword light turned into seven long swords and met the seven people respectively.

When the seven men's maces collided with the water dividing sword, they were immediately crushed, and the sword light flashed and cut through their necks.

blink.

Seven big good heads, rising into the sky, the blood light is amazing!

"What a strong sword, what a strong sword!"

Ah Pang's pupil shrinks. Although he can't see the real grade of water sword, he can feel the horror of this sword, which is by no means comparable to ordinary swordsmanship.

What's more amazing is that the seven swords can cut off seven people's attacks at the same time. How strong is it?

You can't do it as an ordinary seven grade immortal sword.

The Purple Palace, who was almost crazy on one side, seemed to be stunned when he saw this scene.

Stunned in place, his eyes bulged like a dead fish, his eyes trembled and shocked to the extreme.

Seven babies were hanged with one sword. Even when he was in his heyday, he was not sure.

After all, these seven people are not ordinary sword practitioners, but one of the best geniuses in each peak. They are in charge of six grade superior swords or quasi seven grade immortal swords. The sword array formed is amazing enough to resist the half step God.

"You, are you really Zhao Fang?"

Zigong doubted whether he had recognized the wrong person. The change was too big for people to accept.

"Who are you?" Zhao Fang frowned and didn't really remember.

Purple Palace almost vomited blood.

For a long time, the other party didn't even know who he was.

"Zhao Fang, you deceive people too much!"

Zigong stood up, used his only left arm to urge the power of the sword soul and pointed to Zhao Fang in the distance.

"Destroy the sword soul? Are you the Purple Palace?"

Zhao Fang's eyes suddenly coagulated and thought of the strong man in purple who chased and killed himself in Yaoshan.

No wonder the breath is so familiar

"Yes, I am purple... Shua!"

Zigong was proudly about to swear sovereignty. Before he finished, a sword light came and crossed his neck.

"So fast!"

"Can't hide!"

This is Zigong's instinct.

The next moment.

He felt that his neck was cold. It seemed that there was some warm liquid gushing from his neck. He looked down and saw his headless body.

"You..." Zigong glared at Zhao Fang angrily, but his consciousness was constantly annihilated.

"Originally, you are so weak. You fell down before I exerted myself." Zhao Fang said calmly.

This is the last word heard by Zigong before he died. With a full of unwilling and indignation, he died in peace!

"Why don't you stop me? What's my intention to let me kill them all?"

All eight people in the Purple Palace died, and Zhao looked at abban who hadn't done anything.

He knows the fighting power of the other side. If he wants to stop, if he wants to kill Zigong and others, he will never be so easy.