Chen Fangge looked at Lu Zhenhai, and said calmly, "I don't engage in unnecessary wars, and I don't kill unnecessary people. Brother Lu, do you know what I mean?"
Lu Zhenhai said, "Brother Chen, if you help me pass this level, that golden token will belong to Brother Chen."
Speaking of this, if Lu Zhenhai plays any nonsense again, he can only bring shame on himself.
Chen Fangge nodded, strode into the arena, stared at Deadwood Patriarch and said, "It's ready."
Withered wood ancestor stretched out his tender hand, pointed at Chen Fangge and said, "You come first, let me see your fineness."
As soon as the voice fell, a golden light pierced through the void, and was imprinted on the forehead of the dead wood ancestor. With a bang, the dead wood ancestor's body suddenly exploded, and a cloud of black air rose into the sky.
The willow branch trembled violently, falling three leaves in a row, firmly blocking the golden light shot by Chen Fangge, and the next moment, the exploding flesh and blood, surrounded by black air, turned into the image of the boy in white again, just the boy in white His face was as transparent as paper, extremely weird.
"Soldier Armor Demon Dafa!"
Chen Fangge, who had always been indifferent, flashed black air on his face, and said word by word, "Practice this evil method, I don't know how many infant sea and sky souls will be swallowed alive, like a demon like you, now in the netherworld."
While speaking, the golden light in the palm suddenly shined brightly, and in an instant, almost all the leaves on the old man's willow branches fell, covering the sky and the sun, blocking Chen Fangge's golden light bombardment.
Such a big battle is rare in the world, and the audience immediately boiled.
"Turning corpse energy into sword energy, comprehending Yuan Tiandao, endowing spirit corpse energy, corpse sword Chen Fangguang is worthy of a genius born in the world."
"It seems like such an attack, even if it can't take a single move, this dead wood ancestor's evil skills all his life, can be regarded as respectable and terrifying."
"The Rongku willow in the palm of the ancestor of the dead wood is the treasure of the heavenly spirit refined by the essence of life. Its power is unpredictable. The ancestor's evil skills are all over the sky. It is too early to talk about the outcome of this battle."
"..."
Amidst the discussion among the crowd, the battle went from a climax to a higher climax.
The dead wood patriarch, who had suffered a loss once, no longer dared to underestimate the enemy. The Rongku willow in his palm dropped all nine willow leaves, forming a large formation around his body, protecting his whole body, and resisting Chen Fangge's fierce attack wave after wave.
Occasionally, the polished wicker stick out like a poisonous dragon, and shot straight at Chen Fangge's Lingtai.
At this time, Chen Fangge's attack would be frozen, relying on a sharp lightsaber, lying between his eyebrows, to stop the bare wicker.
"It's amazing, it's amazing, there are such people in the Jiangnan area, the younger generation is formidable, the younger generation is formidable, Brother Chen, this game, you and I will be considered a draw."
The dead wood ancestor shouted loudly.
Chen Fangge said coldly, "Old demon withered wood, you practiced such evil skills and killed countless innocent babies. Chen once lost his youngest son, and the pain of bereavement was especially deep. Today, since you bumped into me, if I If I don't punish you on behalf of heaven, how can I be worthy of thousands of parents in the world."
After shouting and shouting, Chen Fangge let out a long roar, and suddenly released the corpse. The corpse suddenly gasified and turned into a sword that soared into the sky.
The sword light seemed to cut open the world, leaving only this domineering sword light in the world.
There was a muffled bang, as if a thunder had passed between the sky and the earth, the nine leaves were scattered immediately, and the bare wicker was bent to the limit.
Seeing that the sword light was about to hit Patriarch Deadwood, suddenly a microwave invisible to the naked eye hit the sword light that could almost tear apart the world.
Like a breeze blowing through the woods, the sword light suddenly shattered.
The scattered sword energy merged into Chen Fangge's body, and with a wow, Chen Fangge spat out a mouthful of pus and blood.
With a swipe, a leaf suddenly shot at Chen Fangge, the huge leaf trembled slightly, and Chen Fangge, who was too late to react, was involved in it.
In an instant, dozens of leaf stalks poked out of the leaves like poisonous thorns, and shot straight at Chen Fangguang who was wrapped up in his heart.
Seeing that Chen Fangge was about to drink hatred like Bai Qingzhi, suddenly, with a flash of golden light, the leaves exploded in all directions, turning into curls of smoke, several times they wanted to gather into the shape of leaves, but they scattered at the last moment.
And Chen Fangge, who split the leaf with a sword, fell to the ground from mid-air, and made a deep hole.
"Dare to destroy my treasure, I want you not to live, not to die!"
Withered wood patriarch howled wildly, his resentment soared to the sky, wishing to cut Chen Fangge into pieces.
This branch of his withered willow is a treasure that has been painstakingly refined before the restoration of the house, and it contains countless pure blood that he has drawn. Since the restoration of the house, his cultivation has been able to recover quickly. to greatness.
Now, Chen Fangge actually used the Supreme Corpse Sword to destroy a leaf. Even though it was a leaf, it was enough to withstand the dozens of years of sacrificial training by the ancestor of the dead wood. This mad hatred almost swallowed the world.
Before the sound of anger fell, the bare wicker, like a poisonous dragon, shot towards Chen Fangge like lightning. The dead wood ancestor planned to use this Rongku Liu Shengsheng to drain Chen Fangge's essence and blood little by little.
Seeing that the poisonous dragon was about to shoot Chen Fangge, who had lost his resistance, suddenly, Chen Fangge's body retreated violently, like a leaf swept away by a strong wind, fluttering into the distance.
"Which rat, you don't know how to live or die!"
The dead wood patriarch yelled angrily, and recalled the bare wicker. In the next moment, the eight willow leaves all returned to the wicker, and a pair of bright and bright eyes unique to young people shot out a cold light.
"Brother Kumu, you have to forgive others and forgive others. Since you have won, why bother to kill them all?"
Accompanied by a clear voice, a young man in Tsing Yi walked out in front of others, with a thin face, whoever it was Xu Yi.
"Hahaha… "
The dead ancestor looked up to the sky and laughed, his face was full of viciousness. After laughing, he pointed at Xu Yi, "I kill tens of thousands of people, what can you do to me, you unknown person, why don't you tell me why the Dao is not successful, haha …”
Zhao Lingwu and everyone in the Zhao family laughed loudly, everyone in the Lu family had their eyes wandering, and there were quite a few people with smirks on their faces.
Xu Yi said, "Brother Zhenhai, you are the convener, and you should be in charge of this matter."
He was extremely disdainful of Lu Zhenhai's behavior. Just now, when the talented, withered wood patriarch wanted to kill the defenseless Chen Fangge, this transparent Lu family leader still understood clearly, stood on the sidelines, and did not participate in the conflict.
Even if Chen Fangge really fought for the Golden Order Talisman, but after all he was fighting for your Lu family, it would be unreasonable for your Lu family to stand by and do nothing.
This time, he wanted Lu Zhenhai to be in the middle, and he wanted to push Lu Zhenhai, who wanted to hide behind the scenes, to the front of the stage.
"Why, brother Zhenhai wants to end in person, that's good, just let me see if the prestige of the Lu family a hundred years ago is still there."
Zhao Lingwu laughed out loud.
The ancestor of the dead wood stared at Lu Zhenhai, "Since that's the case, I will ask the old man of the Lu family for advice."
Seeing sweat on Lu Zhenhai's forehead, he clasped his fists and said, "Brother Zhao, you and I have agreed to a five-man round due to the Lingquan dispute. Now you have just won two rounds. It is still too early to make false claims about victory. We need to discuss it." It takes a while to decide who will play in the third round."