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"I see.…,"

Hearing this answer, Fang Heng also nodded, "From your point of view, your choice is correct, but from my point of view, your point of view is completely wrong."

"what for?"

Tyrant God's eyes flashed.

"When I coerced those young men to go out to frame you just now, I was indeed on high alert. I had to prevent them from doing their best. But this spirit was all on them and not around them at all."

Fang Heng said lightly, "Also, I looked strong at that time, but in fact, my strength had been consumed a lot. If you had sneak attacked me at that time, I would have been seriously injured if you punched me. When those young people saw this, they would work together to fight against me. I surrounded and killed you, and I might have told you here, but you just gave up that opportunity, so it’s not that you can’t kill me, it’s that you don’t have the ability to kill me at all.”

As the words came out, Tyrant God's eyes also changed. Indeed, through Fang Heng's words, he knew that what Fang Heng said was true. It was him who wasted that precious opportunity.

Seeing the change in Tyrant God's eyes, Fang Heng's eyes became even colder and he continued, "Moreover, not only do you not have the ability to kill me, you also exposed your true face. Since I know who you are, I will There is a way to deal with you. In the future, you will never have the chance to kill me. I will only kill you."

Hearing this, Tyrant God's eyes flashed again. He knew that Fang Heng's words were not an exaggeration.

With Fang Heng's scheming skills, strength and talent, he still has a chance without seeing his true face. Now that he has seen his true face, how can he be afraid of him in the future?

Swish!

Just when Tyrant God's will was somewhat depressed, suddenly, another shining sword light suddenly appeared.

"not good!"

Seeing this sword light, Tyrant God was immediately startled and stepped back quickly.

But it was already too late to retreat at this moment. There was a pop, blood was sprayed, and an extremely ferocious sword mark appeared on his chest.

"die!"

At this moment, Fang Heng shouted coldly, stepped forward fiercely, and brought down the Zhenwu sword hard.

Tyrant God's eyes condensed, and his body suddenly turned and spun, directly avoiding the range of Fang Heng's sword.

"Run? Do you think you can run?"

Seeing Tyrant God dodge his sword, Fang Heng smiled coldly and raised his fingers suddenly.

Swish!

Two other sword lights appeared and stabbed the tumbling body of Tyrant God on the spot.

"The Divine Wheel of Divine Protection!"

Sensing the two sword lights approaching, the Tyrant God rolling in the void suddenly roared, and a white brilliance appeared on his body.

clang clang!

There was a shaking sound, and the two sword lights were directly blocked by the white light on Tyrant God's body and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Tyrant God's body also fell to the ground.

At this moment, Fang Heng's figure also arrived, and the Zhenwu Sword struck hard again!

Boom!

This sword strike caused a sound of wind and thunder. At the same time, it was struck at the moment the Tyrant God's body landed on the ground. The timing was extremely precise.

"hateful!"

Seeing Fang Heng's sword, Tyrant God finally roared angrily, suddenly raised his hands, and closed on Fang Heng's Zhenwu Sword!

He had no choice at the moment, either to catch it with his head or to stop it with his hands, whichever was more serious, of course he knew how to choose.

Snapped!

A crisp sound came out, and it was visible to the naked eye that Fang Heng's falling sword was directly caught by the hands of Tyrant God.

"hey-hey."

Fang Heng smiled coldly. The moment the Zhenwu Sword was closed, he flipped his wrist and the Zhenwu Sword spun. The tyrannical soul energy was injected into it. Blood burst out from the Tyrant God's hands on the spot, and all five fingers of his hands were flush with each other. Second paragraph!

"what!"

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the fingers were cut, and the Tyrant God was cold-tempered, but he couldn't help shouting. However, Fang Heng seized the opportunity, suddenly stepped forward, and kicked the Tyrant God hard in the chest.

With a bang, Tyrant God's body flew backwards again, and blood spurted out from his mouth and nose at the same time. Fang Heng's eyes were fierce, and he wanted to chase him again, but before he could move, his mouth and nose had already overflowed with blood, which made his face pale. Suddenly, he stood still and stopped chasing.

The punch the Tyrant God gave him just now had caused cracks in his internal organs. Even if he had the Dark Gate to absorb power and recover, and the pills to help him, such a fierce fight had already allowed him to recover part of his injuries with great difficulty. It breaks again.

If he continued to chase, he would be hurting his own physical foundation. Fang Heng would not be so stupid and would naturally stop.

Similarly, just when Fang Heng gave up the pursuit, the Tyrant God who fell far away recovered his breath in an instant. While his body was shaking, the broken fingers grew again, and at the same time, his chest The sword mark in front of him has also disappeared, and the blood no longer flows.

It seemed that he recovered from all his injuries in an instant, but Fang Heng knew that what he recovered was only on the surface. The real injuries, as well as Fang Heng's sword energy, were all engraved in his body. It takes a long time to recover.

After his fingers returned, Tyrant God took out a few pills and vomited them out. Then he took a deep breath and looked at Fang Heng solemnly.

"Hehe, you're just out of luck. If I hadn't been willing to kill you without hurting your roots, you would have become a pile of rotten meat right now."

Looking at Tyrant God, Fang Hengyin smiled and said, "However, I have nothing to be disappointed. I can't kill you this time, and there is always a chance next time, right."

Hearing this, Tyrant God also nodded.

"When other people say this, I will sneer. If you said this before, I would also take it as a joke. But now you say this, I believe it. Fang Heng, you are really awesome, so awesome It went beyond all my expectations. I really didn’t expect that you would be so strong. I attacked you with a sneak punch, but you could seize the opportunity to mess with my mind. At best, I was only depressed for a moment. At this moment, you were all You can catch it and almost kill me, I admire you."

"Hey, there's no need to talk about this nonsense anymore."

Fang Heng waved his hand and sneered, "You and I are both injured now, what do you want to do next?"

"Where's Brother Fang? What does Brother Fang want?"

After hearing Fang Heng's words, Tyrant God also flashed his eyes and asked directly.

"Haha, you asked me the same question I asked you?" Fang Heng laughed, "Are you afraid?"

"I'm definitely afraid."

Tyrant God said calmly, "But Brother Fang is also afraid. Brother Fang is not afraid of me, but Brother Fang is afraid of hurting the foundation of his body."

"Oh?" Fang Heng's sneer grew thicker, "Since you know what I'm worried about, why are you still talking nonsense? Just go away."

"I don't dare to leave."

Tyrant God said calmly, "Brother Fang has wonderful methods and a ruthless character. I am injured now and I can't get away fast. If Brother Fang changes his mind and kills me when I get out, I'm afraid I will really die." "

Hearing this, Fang Heng's eyes narrowed but he stopped talking.

Tyrant God looked at Fang Heng and didn't say much.

Both of them understood that the situation was at a standstill at this moment, and no one dared to leave first.

Whoever goes first will be caught in the gap by the opponent and hit with thunder!

"Hehe, we are in such a stalemate, you are the one who suffers."

After a moment, Fang Heng laughed again and said, "I have the Dark Portal, which can absorb all power and recover faster than you. At the same time, I also have a divine weapon with me. As long as you give me another half hour, I can recover." With all the strength of the injury, I will use the divine weapon to kill you like a dog!"

"This is the truth." Tyrant God nodded, "However, a lot of things will happen in half an hour. Your brother Fang has so many friends. The most important thing is that your brother Fang also has many enemies. Now that they are up, Fang Brother is down below, haha, what do you think the people above will do?"

"Haha, the people above can't do anything, because my friend Fang Heng is not a weakling."

Fang Heng laughed.

"Of course, both Lan Hai and Brother Fang's beautiful wife are indeed powerful people, but what about the others?"

Tyrant God said calmly, "The others are not that strong."

"Haha, other people are not that strong and will not deal with my friends. Instead, they will deal with you." Fang Heng said with a smile, "Don't forget, those young people all say that you have a magical weapon."

"But I'm not on top, only my junior brothers are on top." Tyrant God continued, "I'm not on top, so naturally no one can deal with me, but I have a special method of communication, and I can let my junior brothers deal with it. Although few of your friends and my junior brothers are successful, if you kill your friends, you still have a certain chance of being unparalleled.

Hearing this, Fang Heng's eyes darkened.

That's what he's worried about.

Through the first fight before, Fang Heng knew that the power of this tyrant god was very special, it was the power of Qi and the blood of Qi.

Qi is everywhere. The fact that Tyrant God can hide so deeply to attack him is a magical method of Qi bloodline. He can exert his power through the air and hide himself. Naturally, he can also transmit his voice through the air.

Above and here are two spaces. Fang Heng's communication method can only communicate in one space, but Tyrant God can communicate across space. If it is true as Tyrant God said, Tyrant God ordered his junior brother to attack Yuexian and others. People, Yuexian and others are bound to be in danger.

Even if he believed in the strength of a few of them, it was just that two fists could not defeat four hands. No one knew what was going on above. If a group of people took action, there would definitely be a group of people taking advantage of the situation. This was what Fang Heng was most worried about.

"It seems that we all have trump cards, and my trump card seems to be bigger than Brother Fang's." Seeing Fang Heng's eyes, Tyrant God said calmly, "Then the next step is simple. I have a suggestion. Let's How about retreating a hundred miles at the same time and then leaving separately?"

"Hehe, are you so sure that I will agree?" Fang Heng sneered.

"Don't agree? If Brother Fang disagrees, then I will give the order now to attack Brother Fang's friends." Tyrant God said lightly, "Of course, in the end result, I may be killed by Brother Fang, but there are also ways A few of my brother’s friends are buried with me, so I don’t think it’s a loss.”

"is it?"

Fang Heng's eyes became colder, and at the same time, the murderous intention in his heart became stronger.

This Tyrant God acts insidiously, is good at grasping details, and attacks people's hearts. This alone makes him much stronger than Luan Kong. He is really his biggest enemy.

"You still don't agree?"

Seeing Fang Heng still not speaking, Tyrant God raised his eyebrows, "In that case..."

hum!

Before Tyrant God could finish his words, suddenly, the space in the energy magnetic field twisted, and a girl appeared in the field.

It was actually Mengxuan!

"Who asked you to come down!" As soon as he saw Mengxuan, Tyrant God immediately yelled.

"I...several senior brothers couldn't get orders from Senior Brother Ba, and they couldn't see Senior Brother Ba, so they asked me to come down and look for them."

Mengxuan was startled and said tremblingly.

"Hahaha... God is really helping me! Mengxuan, come here!"

Fang Heng laughed loudly at this time, and with a sudden movement of his body, he came directly in front of Meng Meng and grabbed it with one hand!

"hateful!"

Tyrant God immediately cursed and also extended a palm and hit Fang Heng.

"Break me!"

Fang Heng laughed loudly, and the palm he grabbed suddenly shrank, and the Zhenwu sword he held in the other hand was slashed out!