Chapter 2699

"The repairs are too complicated."

"The real power of Qinglong forging body has not been opened!"

After a blow hit Zhao Fang and vomited blood, he made a cold judgment on the slimming shadow, and didn't give Zhao Fang a chance to breathe. He dropped his words and shot again.

Fighting devil atlas!

Qinglong forging body!

Zhao Fang's eyes coagulated.

Squander all the powerful means you can use.

The present thin body shadow is the most terrible opponent he encountered after entering the world. If he dares to keep his hand, he will definitely die.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

No accident.

Even if Zhao Fang tried his best to resist, he could not escape the situation of being crushed by dry slimming shadow.

After counting, Zhao Fang was scarred and his body almost wanted to fall apart.

"That's the strength? It's too weak!"

When the sound of dry slimming shadow came out, his attack came again.

Dong.

Seeing that Zhao Fang was about to be beaten by this blow, his flesh broke. A magnificent figure blocked in front of him and shook the blow.

"Iron ox?"

Looking at the burly man with white complexion, scales falling off at the injured position, bleeding at the corners of his mouth and trembling, Zhao Fang's complexion changed slightly.

With the iron bull's strong physique, which belongs to the demon family alone, can't bear the blow?

"Cough..."

The iron ox coughed heavily twice, and the fragments of his internal organs coughed out.

Obviously, his injury was not as simple as Zhao Fang seemed.

"This is a real immortal. Even if you suppress the realm, there is also a difference between you and him. If you can't make up for this gap, you can't win him!"

The iron bull looked dignified to the extreme.

Wen Yan.

Zhao Fang's pupil shrinks.

At this moment, I understand the gap between myself and dry slimming shadow.

Fairy and fan.

It seems simple, but it is an insurmountable gap.

No matter how strong an ant is, it is only an ant after all.

How can it be compared with the dragon flying for nine days.

This is the real difference between all and immortals.

Even those practitioners of the upper realms, such as Tieniu, only half step into the immortal gate with one foot, and are not real immortals.

So.

This seemingly fair assessment is a doomed end for Zhao Fang.

Bang.

The numb dry slimming shadow shot again.

Even the iron ox that manifested itself was shattered and flesh and blood flew under this blow.

Strength is too strong!

Zhao Fang's eyes trembled.

This is no test.

Obviously, under the guise of test, killing is booming!

What makes him more unwilling is.

Is there anyone better than yourself at the same level?

Zhao Fang couldn't accept it and didn't want to accept it.

"I don't believe it. You are really invincible!"

Boom!

The devil's heart vibrates.

Boundless war spirit, crazy vent!

The devil's heart will never die, and the war will never end!

Zhao Fang also knows that if he doesn't kill the dry slimming shadow this time, not only himself, but also the iron bull will die.

He had no choice but to squeeze out all his potential.

Whew!

His body turned into a black awn and suddenly rushed to the dying iron bull who was being hanged and beaten by a thin shadow.

Bang.

With a long fist of evil Qi, he stopped the thin body shadow and blew a fatal blow to the iron bull.

Two powerful forces collided.

The wave of terror stirred up and directly lifted the seriously injured iron ox hundreds of meters.

"Iron bull, this is my battle. Don't interfere!"

When the voice came out, Zhao Fang had fought with Gan slimming shadow.

The iron bull covered his injured chest, coughed up blood and looked pale, but he stared at the two people who couldn't see clearly in the air.

For a moment, the iron bull smiled bitterly: "still not."

Words fall.

Just heard a bang.

Immediately, a black figure, like a shell, shot from the air to the ground and crashed into the ground.

The iron bull looked at the proud thin figure, and the smile on his lips became more and more bitter.

"Is it over?"

The strength of the other party's attack just now, let alone Zhao Fang in a state of serious injury, can't be stopped even at its heyday.

and.

He clearly saw that Zhao Fang, who was forced by the punch, was torn apart.

Even if he is still alive, he probably has no power to fight again!

Hoo!

A wisp of black smoke rose from the ground.

Between the twisted columns of smoke, you can see a heart like object hiding in it.

Not far from the pillar of smoke, he even heard a strong heartbeat from inside.

"Demon heart?"

The iron ox squinted.

Increased heartbeat.

In the blink of an eye, a handsome man covered with dragon scales walked out of the black fog.

"Zhao Fang?"

The iron bull's eyes were wide and unbelievable.

He saw Zhao Fang's flesh crumble with his own eyes.

Just in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of him intact. Are you kidding?

"Come again!"

Zhao Fang's face was expressionless and hit the dry slimming shadow.

The two sides are once again in a great war.

This time.

Zhao Fang has more time to support than before.

But as a result, we still can't escape the sad end of being crushed.

But his evil heart remained again.

And the perfect interpretation to the iron bull, the devil's heart does not die and the war will not die.

Buzzing ～

In the iron bull's unbelievable eyes, Zhao Fang's evil heart was covered with flesh and blood, and he recovered again.

The two sides fought again.

Bang.

Zhao Fang's flesh was shattered.

Hum.

Flesh repair and fight again.

Bang.

Hum

There was a dead circle in the battle.

Zhao Fang is like an immortal Xiaoqiang. Every time he is crushed and killed, he can recover as before in the blink of an eye, and kill the dry slimming shadow again.

"Is it the new world?"

Gradually, the iron bull also saw some clues.

The physical recovery is not difficult for some overhaul walkers.

But Zhao fangxiu was far from reaching that level.

and.

Zhao Fang recovered too many times.

And after rebirth, it is stronger and stronger every time.

This is against common sense.

"The power of fairy rules?"

Once again, he smashed Zhao Fang's flesh. After a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth:

"Have you refined an original world? The original world is your noumenon. This body is just a projection. As long as the original world does not die, you will not die? What a lucky guy?"

"Lucky?"

After recovering, Zhao Fang turned his lips. He didn't agree with this sentence.

In order to integrate the three realms, he was robbed by the immortal way first, and then watched by the immortal curse. He nearly died and survived several times.

Even now, the problem left by the immortal curse has not been solved.

Compared with the word "lucky", it should be so four words, which is more in line with him.

However, Zhao Fang did not need to explain to him.

The flesh has been smashed again and again, and reorganized again and again by the force of the new world rules. The defects of the flesh have been reduced and erased a little, and become more pure and stronger.

Originally, his green dragon forging technique can only be regarded as a success.

After countless times of breaking and reorganization, his physique has become more and more strong and perfect.

At least several times stronger than before!

"It's time to end the war!"

Zhao Fang clenched his fist and suddenly his whole body was surging. The white fog around him shook violently and rolled wildly in all directions.