Yuwen Xiu lowered his voice and made a low roar like a wild beast rumbled. On his body, the flesh and blood began to condense, and the muscles seemed to turn black, and finally condensed outside the surface of his body.

It became a black armor.

Yuwen Xiu held the disc in his left hand and the judge's pen in his right hand.

The pen of his right hand turned forward, and for a moment, Fang Ze felt as if he was hit by a heavy hammer.

At the same time, Fang Ze's soul felt a huge pull, and immediately the hallucinations enveloped the spirit.

Fang Ze saw it or was trapped in an illusion as if he was immersive.

He felt his body blood and blood blurred, one eye burst, the other eye was red, and the flesh and blood in his body had already ulcerated.

In front of him, Lan Ying fell into a pool of blood, covered in wounds, and a baby was smashed to the ground in front of Lan Ying.

And behind him is Weiyuan Palace in Cangxia Mountain.

Weiyuan Palace has been broken, and it is full of fire, making the whole mountain red. His junior brothers and sisters are lying everywhere and lying in various places.

He was tortured, slaughtered, forced, and used various tortures.

Master Wu Daozi's head was cut off, and his head was hung on the tallest building in Weiyuan Palace.

Wu Daozi closed his eyes, only one head was hanging there, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Fang Ze's friends, whether it was He Qingge, Chu Huaisha, and his junior brothers Shang Zhonglin, Yu Fenghan, Wei Zifu and others, were all in a miserable state of death.

Especially Yu Fenghan didn't seem to die immediately. He held the sword in his arms, and his left and right arms turned into white bones. His eyes widened, making people feel miserable.

He stared at the eyes wide and died with his eyes open.

Fang Ze could feel the strong smell of blood from the wind, see the firelight all over the mountains, and even a hot heat wave all over his body, which was the kind of flames that felt when burning Weiyuan Palace.

The smell of blood in his nose cannot be washed away. The feeling of festering and bloody pain on his skin is so real. You can also hear the screams of some struggling junior brothers and sisters in the mountains beg for mercy.

There were the grim voices of the perpetrators.

Fang Ze's mouth was filled with blood foam, and the fishy sweetness brought by the blood filled his mouth. His chest seemed to be burned by flames, full of anger, unwillingness, hatred and other negative emotions, but it seemed that he was almost desperate and could not face the one in front of him.

A powerful opponent.

All kinds of strange phenomena made Fang Ze feel that this is reality.

However, at this moment, Fang Ze suddenly gritted his teeth and began to gather strength in his pupils.

In an instant, the scene in front of him was like a real reality, making a crisp sound like glass shattering, and suddenly collapsed.

Fang Ze's consciousness returned to reality, and he was still in the sky of Tianjin City.

Still fighting Yuwen Xiu.

Just now, the quasi-divine weapon Xingxin Pen activated its supernatural powers, which made Fang Ze fall into an illusion.

However, Fang Ze used the fastest time to break free from the illusion, but even so, it took a lot of time.

Yuwen Xiu was already flying in front of him at this time.

Xingxin in his right hand touched the center of Fang Ze's forehead and was about to hit him.

Looking at Xingxin Pen pointing to his eyebrows, Fang Ze drew his sword with his right hand.

The Dragon Burial Sword stabbed forward.

The tip of the Dragon Burial Sword and the tip of the Xingxin Pen were dotted together, and a colorful and colorful light burst out instantly.

After a stalemate for a while, Fang Ze and Yuwen Xiu both flew backwards.

Fang Ze's realm strength is better than Yu Wen Xiu, while Xing Xin Bi is one grade worse than Fang Ze's Burial Dragon Sword. Everyone exchanges one move, and no one gets any benefits.

Fang Ze calmed down his breath and turned around with the Dragon Burial Sword in his hand.

Yuwen Xiu was forcibly suppressing, but he still couldn't suppress it. Suddenly, he burst into his arms and splashed blood.

Blood splattered, and almost all the flesh and blood on his right arm were cut off, revealing Sensen inside.

White bones.

However, after becoming a demon, Yuwen Xiu's body structure was different from that of a normal warrior.

I saw that the flesh and blood on his bones condensed again, and it was as smooth as small silks, constantly regenerating visible to the naked eye, condensed into muscles, and then regenerated into skin, turning into a complete arm again.

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Fang Ze frowned tightly.

I just made a temporary move, but I did not exert all the power of the Dragon Burial Sword.

But if this is normal, Yuwen Xiu's hand should be useless.

However, after becoming a demon, Yu Wen Xiu's physical regeneration ability was too strong, which was beyond expectations.

Yuwen Xiu also had a serious expression.

He looked at Fang Ze and said, "Your soul is so tough? I just attacked with the pen of the torture pen. If it were someone else, I would be mentally broken. I would be waiting for death and be killed directly by me."

"What method did you use to train the most difficult soul to practice to the point where you are today?"

"If I can, I don't have to be devilish!"

Fang Ze did not answer him.

After all, Xingxin Pen is a quasi-divine weapon. Because of the mismatch of martial arts, Yuwen Xiu did not exert all the power of Xingxin Pen.

However, after he became a demon, he could exert most of the ability of the torture pen, and he also reached the point of half a step in the Dharma image.

Adding up the two, Yuwen Xiu's use of the heartbroken pen seems to be more strange and difficult to guard against than the Dragon Burial Sword.

The strange phenomenon Fang Ze just saw was that the pen of Xingxin can cause soul attacks.

A mental attack caused by a quasi-divine weapon.

If Fang Ze had not experienced many tests and had experienced many tests before Huangquan Road and the evil mirror platform, he would have been hit by a headshot now and would have been killed.

Fang Ze felt a hint of life and death pressure.

At the same time, he had other feelings.

It seemed that in the consciousness, it seemed that there was a transparent bridge connecting his realm, from the peak of the ninth level of the Heavenly Man Realm to the half-step Dharma phase.

Originally, Fang Ze could not take that step, but now compared with life and death, Fang Ze had an impulse under the pressure, as if he could break through this boundary at any time.

"It's still a little bit, it's still a little bit. Although Yuwen Xiu has the ability to threaten me and kill me, he can't eat and hold me firmly."

"Even if I am under pressure, Shenhun knows that Yuwen Xiu and I can probably tie. Now is not the kind of person who can really bring me strong motivation. When I take this step, Fang Ze thought.

Just as he was thinking about how to use Yuwen Xiu's power to improve his own realm in this battle.

Suddenly, a rapid stream of light flashed across the sky in the distance, a man in white robe seemed to teleport continuously in the air, and soon arrived at the location where Fang Ze and Yuwen Xiu were, standing above them.

Fang Ze looked up and his pupils contracted slightly.

I saw that the person who came was none other than Zhao Pengzhou, a genius warrior from the royal family Zhao family.
Chapter completed!