"I am despicable, why am I despicable? If you allow you, a master in the innate realm to bully me, a young monk in the violent realm, you won't allow me to take drugs to recover the consumed true energy?" Fang Yan curled his lips disdainfully.

"you……"

Duan Cang was honest and Fang Yan said it was reasonable. This was a life-and-death battle. Why was the other party not allowed to take pills to recover the consumed true energy? I said that this is a battlefield, not a dispute. If the other party loses, he will kill him.

Duan Cang thought about it and felt relieved. If he didn't mess with it more about this topic, the other party could take pills to restore the consumed true energy, and he could also take it.

"Phantom Slash!"

As soon as the true energy in Fang Yan recovered, the Phantom Slash was deployed, and the thirty-six sword shadows were connected into a line and strangled towards the clan.

"break!"

Duan Cang shouted loudly and slashed with his fist. The sword shadow collapsed instantly, while he stepped forward and changed from passive defense to active attack.

The speed of the innate realm cultivator is weak, but it is much faster than that of the violent realm cultivator. Since the other party is unwilling to fight him head-on, he can take the initiative to force the other party to fight him head-on.

"die!"

Fang Yan also noticed the other party's intention. A sneer appeared in Fang Yan's heart. He had never been afraid of anyone when he fought head-on. During the process of retreating, he brought the best magic weapon gloves refined by the weapon refining system.

"Since you want to fight hard, let's accompany you."

Fang Yan was unwilling to fight hard before, not because he was not as good as the opponent, but because he did not want to reveal his strongest trump card in the first fight. Although the Colonial Fist at the First Generation of Masters is not as strong as the Earth-level sword skill Phantom Sword, the increase of the top magic gloves, the force he burst out is nearly 300,000 kilograms, which is much stronger than the force that Duan Cang burst out. If Fang Yan defeated Duan Cang strongly from the beginning, it would be difficult to guarantee whether Zhang Kui would take action. If he had fought hard and defeated him, the other party would have nothing to say. At present, he would not be in trouble with so many people.

"Boy, fight with me, you are looking for death." Fang Yan raised his fist and a ferocious look appeared on Duan Cang's face. The blue veins on his arm bulged, and a punch was blown out, hitting Fang Yan's collapsed fist.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Duan Cang's body kept retreating and the fist prints dissipated. Duan Cang's arms kept trembling.

"How is this possible? Could it be that you hide your strength?" Duan Cang's arm was a little numb. If he hadn't had the skill of removing force and removing part of the force at a critical moment, his arm would have been broken by the huge force like Wang Hui.

"No, it's not that you hide your strength. It's that you wear that pair of golden gloves, which is a treasure that can amplify your attack." Duan Cang shook his sour arms and stared at the golden gloves in Fang Yan's hand. A hint of greed flashed in his eyes. The magic weapon that can increase the attack power has almost increased by 50%. Such magic weapons are rare, even ordinary low-grade treasures are just like this.

"No. This kid must die. I must grab his gloves and magic weapon." Duan Cang made a secret decision to get Fang Yan's top-quality magic weapon gloves.

"Now, you and I are half a dozen, are you going to continue fighting?" Fang Yan saw a strong taboo look in the other party's eyes and couldn't help but say coldly.

"Fight, why don't you fight? Today you either die or I die." Duan Cang sneered. He was determined to win Fang Yan's top-quality magic weapon gloves. If he got Fang Yan's magic weapon gloves, his attack would be increased by a sufficient level. With the increase of this glove, the Barbarian King Power Art will definitely be able to exert 400,000 kilograms of huge power, and then he will definitely crush the cultivators of the same realm.

"Gloves that can increase attack power?" Zhang Kui, who was watching the battle, had a flash of light in his eyes and said faintly.

Zhang Kui seemed to be indifferent. But his mind was like a huge wave was stirring up. Gloves that could increase attacks were rare. He now has 900,000 kilograms of huge force, and a million kilograms of huge force cannot be broken through. A million kilograms of huge force is the power of a dragon, reaching the power of a dragon. He is an inner disciple of the Dali Sect, and his status is many times better than now.

In order to become an inner disciple of the Dali Sect, he was determined to get Fang Yan's magic weapon gloves. Even if he could increase by 10% and a half, he would have to get them at all costs.

"I am stubborn. Since you want to be embarrassed, I will fulfill you." Fang Yan was also completely angry by the other party's ignorance of ruthlessness. Originally, he wanted to give up on the other party and let the other party stop when they see the good news. Now I'm afraid there is no need. He must defeat him upright to make him give up.

"The Barbarian God opens the sky."

Duan Cang's moves are used to break the world, and he has a powerful aura of destroying the world and being the master. With one move, the barbarian god opens the sky, as if he wants to split the sky. A stream of energy locks on Fang Yan, and no matter how he hides, he will be slashed by this magical palm.

Without any magic weapon, the Barbarian King Power Art practices is the body, and it is a magic weapon. The body and limbs are extremely hard. In the Dali Sect, some people directly refine a part of the body into a magic weapon. When they raise their hands and feet, they will have the power to open the sky and split the earth.

Duan Cang made his right arm into a magic weapon, and he collided with one palm and one punch. The two burst out with all their strength, which was a struggle of half a pound. However, Fang Yan was suffering a lot. The other party was true energy, his true energy was higher than him, and he took a step back half a step more than the other party.

"continue!"

Fang Yan knew his shortcomings, swallowed a Huiyuan Dan, then shouted loudly and continued to pounce on the other party.

"Cangshan Fist!"

...

Fang Yan was like the violent war god, constantly hitting the mountain fist and fighting against the opponent. Although he was at a disadvantage in the true energy, he had the best return Yuan Dan. Once he took it, he could turn into pure true energy as long as he had a little operation and fight against the opponent head-on. This consumption was still within his tolerance range.

"Why is this kid so perverted? Is he still a cultivator in the Brutal Qi Realm? He actually fought against the barbarian cultivator of the Dali Sect."

"How many medicines have this guy taken now? I have taken more than a dozen pills. Haven't he exhausted yet? What kind of elixir is this guy taking? It's hard to be the best qi recovery pill."

"Dan Cang is going to lose. Look, he is retreating one after another. Is his true energy going to be exhausted?"

"My God, this kid is such a pervert? Is the true energy in his body stronger than the other party's true energy?"

...

The battle continued, and Fang Yan was like a violent war machine. There was a violent bombardment towards Duan Cang. Duan Cang's mouth began to hemorrhage. Even if he was the main cultivation power, he was a little overwhelmed with strong ability to resist strikes, and his internal organs were also injured.

"Enough!" Zhang Kui couldn't help but say in a deep voice when he saw Duan Cang was about to lose.

"Senior Brother Zhang Kui, I can defeat him. Why did you stop suddenly?" Duan Cang said unwillingly.

"Do you think it's not embarrassing enough? A cultivator in the innate realm was pressed by an ant in the violent realm and vomited blood. Do you think you can still win?" Zhang Kui couldn't help but scolded.

"Boy, we are willing to accept the loss. Let's forget about the murder of Wang Hui just now, but this matter is not over yet. Let's take a look. I hope you don't fall into our hands, otherwise hum!" After stopping Duan Cang, Zhang Kui sneered at Fang Yan.

"Haha... I'd better accept the loss by betting. I'm afraid you can't afford to lose without paying attention and then rushing up." Fang Yan couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

He knew that today's disaster had passed, and this Liangzi had been completely formed, and the other party would never give up. But he did nothing, and he was waiting to find a place where no one was going to kill him with all his strength, except for this big trouble.

"Boy, don't be proud, let's go and see." Duan Cang said viciously when he heard this. Since he had a bet, he would be willing to accept the loss. Otherwise, it would be not only him who was embarrassed, but also the Dali Sect behind him. However, he must get the best magic weapon gloves on him.

"Fang Yan, are you okay?" The cultivator of the Dali Sect left under the leadership of Zhang Kui, and Xia Nishang asked Fang Yan.

"I'm fine, I don't take this guy seriously yet. But Zhang Kui, this person is very powerful. We must be careful in the future. This person will never give up." Fang Yan smiled and shook his head.
Chapter completed!