The mystery so far has finally been solved.
Only at this moment did Fang Li know that he had already begun to influence this world before he even came into this world.
To some extent, Shirayuki's divination results were correct.
The existence of Fangli really determines the direction of the world.
Not as an envoy of the main god, but as Fangli's own wishes.
Perhaps, even the fact that this world will become Fang's first personal world is destined to do so.
And being in the center of this vortex, besides Fangli, there is another existence.
That is the God of Fei Fei.
"One is all, and all is one. This is the color gold."
Ba Mei said this with an extremely pure smile.
"Whether it is Sun, Bamei, or even Xingka Shrine, they should dance in my hands, because they all have my power."
"However, things like power are meant to be used."
"And now is the best time to use this power."
With such words, Ba Mei turned the tomahawk in her hand.
He stared at Fangli scorchingly.
"Come to fight!"
"Human powerhouse!"
Voice, a fall.
"Ha ha!"
With a very happy smile, Ba Mei leaped high, like a slow motion, as if she had returned to her original innocent appearance that day, slowly leaping towards Fang Li's direction.
Immediately, he raised the huge battle axe in his hand and smashed it down towards the square below.
"Pound pound pound pound pound!"
It was the sound of the air bursting.
No, it's not just air.
As if even the space itself was distorting, everything was wailing wherever the great axe passed.
Under such circumstances, the huge battle axe broke through the space, overturned the atmosphere, carrying an astonishing power, and slashed towards Fang Li's head.
Fang Li's eyes flickered for an instant.
That terrible power was simply not comparable to that in the previous confrontation with Sun.
That is also of course.
Although both Sun and Bamei are incomplete Scarlet Gods, they are the relationship between "self" and "self". There is not much difference in strength, and they are completely at the same level, but the bodies of the two are different after all.
Sun is a giant in the demon world, his body is the monkey king, his strength is not great, but the reflex nerves and motor nerves are extremely prominent. When fighting Fangli, he can even follow the speed and movement of the upper one, which is expressed in terms of the main god space. If it is, then AGI (agility) is very high.
Bamei is the king of the ghost tribe. Its body is a heavenly evil ghost. He is born with extremely strong power. This power even surpasses Yan who is a wrestling ghost. A single blow can smash the rock and smash the earth. In terms of the main god space, that means STR (strength) is very high.
In other words, even if the two are at the same level, they are different in their expertise.
Therefore, Fang Li can be sure that even if he uses the star power to strengthen his defense, if he takes the blow empty-handed as before, it will not be too easy.
(This is not the time to waste star power!)
Fang Li immediately made this judgment.
As a result, the pure white launching body slipped out from the sleeve in the square and fell into its palm.
…
"Boom!"
As if there was a big explosion, the wall of the palace located on the high mountain suddenly burst open without any reason, causing a strong blast wind to start, carrying gravel and rubble, and attacking the surroundings.
In the smoke and dust, Fang Li's figure rushed out of it, while retreating, while touching the ground with his toes, he moved away from the impact at an astonishing speed.
However, it didn't take long for the petite figure holding an extremely huge battle axe to emerge from it.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Ba Mei felt joyful from the bottom of her heart, and she kept smiling.
"Don't run away! Fangli! Show me the melee combat ability that surprised me like yesterday!"
"Come on! Come on! Cut off my battle axe!"
Ba Mei screamed, crushing the hard ground, crushing the stones under her feet into powder, like a petite but extremely terrifying beast, rushing towards Fangli with an indomitable momentum.
In his hand, it is probably the largest battle axe in the world, like a bamboo pole. Under Bamei’s terrifying power, it is danced like a wind wheel, turning into a touch-and-death storm, and rushing towards Fangli’s place. direction.
Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Fang Li clenched the pure white pure Xinghuang style arms in his hands.
"Then a quick fight!"
Ice blue magic eyes flashed in Fang Li's eyes.
In the next second, Fang Li seemed to have ignored inertia, suddenly stagnated without any warning, and froze in place.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, Fang Li's speed accelerated to its limit in an instant, stepping on the ground under his feet, rushing forward like a gust of wind, and facing the dying storm.
"Pound pound pound pound pound!"
In that dying storm, the air kept bursting, causing the terrible blast to be stirred all the time, mixed under the huge battle axe, and continued to hit Fangli with the sound of the sonic boom.
Fang Li was able to catch the dancing line of death smoothly with the ability to straighten the eye of death in the extremely fast wind of the axe.
"Flash Sheath Seven Nights!"
The slashing like a flash suddenly appeared.
"choke!"
In the melodious sword roar, the slash turned into a sword light, and at an appalling speed, like a flash of moonlight, it swept into the storm of battle axe.
"Puff!"
The tearing sound resounded like cutting a person's flesh.
The constant blast wind disturbed the atmosphere, and the space seemed to produce a twisted storm of death. Under the speed of a sword, it seemed as if it had been cut in two, the living beings were cut in half and dissipated.
Only the huge and incomparable battle axe, spinning at the moment of the moment, drew a perfect trajectory under the dancing of a pair of petite palms, and was swiped by Ba Mei to the other side, avoiding the incoming attack. A quick blow.
"Slashing so fast, I can't even keep up with my eyes."
Ba Mei spoke like this with a crisp voice.
"However, as long as you calculate the direction of the airflow, you will not fail to react. The key is not to block your sword."
It seemed that the previous experience of fighting with Sun's body had already let Ba Mei know that Fang Li's attack could not be received at all.
"So, this time it won't be so easy for you to succeed."
With an extremely happy expression, Ba Mei danced gracefully as if dancing.
"—Fifty years in the world—"
Tyrannical Beauty, who sang with a crisp voice, was like a ghost fighting a hero in the legend. The battle axe in his hand was once again swept, like a curve, and he slashed towards the square.