Nezha didn't expect that these soldiers were not very strong, but they still had a lot of tricks, which were simple and practical. They also raised their vigilance at the moment and let go of the big talk. If they fell here today, it would be a joke.

Nezha also understood that in the past, he had always had a dispute with others, and no one had sacrificed his life to fight with him. When it comes to his experience in fighting, he would definitely be inferior to the immortal in front of him.

This also aroused Nezha's greater interest. If you have any tricks, just use them! It's just right to see what you want.

Nezha asked Fang Ming to regurgitate his breath and shouted softly, "Look at the beating!"

His figure flashed and disappeared into the air. The next moment, Fang Ming appeared on the left rear, and the long halberd pulled, tangenting towards Fang Ming's neck.

"So fast!"

Thousands of people were shocked when Nezha moved and rushed out more than a hundred miles away. They were still watching calmly from the side, and they could hardly see Nezha's movements clearly. If they were on the field, they would probably have the weapons to be discovered!

This time, Fang Ming still set up a maze, but Nezha was prepared and his spiritual sense shocked, he realized Fang Ming's specific position. The long halberd was exactly the same and hit Fang Ming.

Fang Ming did not think about attacking or something this time, and his whole mind was defending. When he found Nezha disappeared from his eyes, his spiritual sense had only time to catch Nezha's attack on the left. He turned his feet and knocked the round shield outside, and opened the long halberd that had just reached in, scaring him into a cold sweat.

Madan, it turns out that I am the most unlucky!

How did these third prince practice? His strength was surprisingly great and his speed was surprisingly fast. How could he fight?

A thick fog rose beside Fang Ming, and two immortal thunders exploded.

Nezha took a step back, these two thunders exploded a little inexplicably. Are they bluffing?

Nezha saw that Fang Ming was blessing with him many formations and laid a lot of immortal thunder around him. Within a radius of thousands of miles, it instantly became foggy and crises.

"good!"

"The formation speed is good, Fang Ming is using all his strength!"

The monks around all cheered Fang Ming in unison, and looked at Nezha to see whether he was using his physical divine power to attack or to use immortal techniques to attack.

When Muzha saw Nezha's expression, he knew that Nezha had also taken it seriously and began to use his real skills.

Muzha had fought with Nezha, and although he did not decide the outcome, Muzha knew that it was his younger brother who gave him face and did not use all his strength. Muzha had no idea how powerful Nezha was.

Nezha took a light breath and shouted, "Be careful!"

The long halberd spread out and slashed into the formation fog.

No matter how you miss the dark thunder, I will break it with my own strength.

Fang Ming lived in a corner of the formation and controlled the formation to intercept Nezha. As soon as the long halberd entered the formation, Fang Ming was a little scared. The sense of power carried by the long halberd was even more obvious. Fang Ming knew that if he touched the long halberd again, his arm would probably not be able to be saved.

The strong wind suddenly blew up in front of Nezha, and a few hidden thunders drifted in front of Nezha with the wind. Before it exploded, Nezha gently lifted the long thunders in his hand, and several hidden thunders were picked out of the formation and flew far away to the sky.

The fire rose out of thin air from the front, and with the help of the wind, it came towards Nezha.

The long halberd in Nezha's hand suddenly drew a circle, and countless strong wind flames were instantly compressed by the power of the long halberd, and a gap appeared in the array instantly.

Nezha's spiritual consciousness opened up, analyzing the formation veins, and shouted loudly: "I found you!"

The long halberd shook, and the compressed strong wind flames roared towards Fang Ming at the corner of the formation. Nezha's long halberd stood up and then slashed over.

Fang Ming set up dozens of immortal thunders in a row, blocking the flame bomb, and preventing Nezha from approaching. He turned the formation and hid to the side.

In the flames all over the sky, Fang Ming had not yet gained a foothold and stood firm. He suddenly found that Nezha had lost his spiritual consciousness. He was shocked and subconsciously slashed his battle axe in his hand.

The sharp and cold halberd poked out from Fang Ming and pointed at his facade.

With his rich experience, Fang Ming judged Nezha's attack direction, and slashed the axe on the crescent moon of the long halberd, smashed the long halberd open, and took advantage of the momentum to take a step back.

The battle axe swung backwards and stopped the tip of the long halberd spear that was stabbed from behind. The powerful force made Fang Ming's right hand numb, but there was no time to adjust it. Nezha's long halberd was elusive around Fang Ming and kept appearing.

Fang Ming's left shield and right axe kept turning back and forth, back and forth, and tried hard to intercept Nezha's long halberd attack, and he could no longer control the formation.

As soon as the formation was lost, the monks around him could see the clues and were shocked.

How long has the Third Crown Prince been in the formation? Is there half a quarter of an hour? Fang Ming was caught and followed? He was beaten so hard that he had no free time to control the formation?

Thousands of monks penetrated their spiritual sense into the fog. Sure enough, Fang Ming was captured and beaten by the third prince.

Nezha turned around Fang Ming lightly, but the long halberd was like a poisonous snake, both fierce and fierce. Every attack made Fang Ming extremely uncomfortable. He needed to devote himself to barely block it.

Thousands of monks saw the magic power rising from Fang Ming's body, and knew that he had put in all his strength and was still very reluctant to resist the attack of the long halberd.

Looking at the dancing trajectory of the long halberd and feeling the power carried by the long halberd, everyone impersonated themselves into Fang Ming and imagined how they were Fang Ming to deal with the attack of the long halberd.

In just a moment, all the monks shook their heads pale and could not resist!

The third prince’s long halberd is so powerful!

Everyone is a veteran soldier who is fighting an old war. Experts can tell if there is any.

The strength of the third prince Nezha is obviously higher than Fang Ming. Judging from the power of the long spear, the relaxed movement of the third prince, and the control of the attack rhythm of the third prince are far higher than Fang Ming.

Moreover, it is obvious that although the Third Crown Prince said that his long halberd was a spiritual treasure and had taken advantage of it, he had not used the magical effect of the spiritual treasure after fighting for so long. He had suppressed Fang Ming in all aspects just by relying on the basic characteristics of the long halberd.

Fang Ming, it was indeed the most unlucky!

Thousands of celestial immortals felt that they could not defeat Nezha, and their eyes looked at the dozens of true immortals around them. The true immortals could always suppress the proud third prince!

The true immortals who were attracted by the public rolled their eyes and ignored these expectations.

Only fools will deliberately suppress the happy third prince?

You, a true immortal, won a newly promoted immortal egg. Are you very proud and proud?

If you lose, it would be embarrassing. Such a stupid thing, whoever wants to do will do it, don't call me anyway.

Nezha besieged for a while, feeling that the pressure was too tight, which made the immortal have no time to do his little moves. It was a pity that he slightly slowed down the speed of the long halberd in his hand.

Fang Ming felt the pressure was being relieved in an instant, and he didn't think about it at all. After a shield broke the terrifying long halberd, four immortal thunders suddenly exploded beside him.

Although this immortal thunder is powerful, it cannot threaten Nezha's life, but it is not worth it to blow up a piece of clothing!

Nezha's body turned around and left Fang Ming's side. He looked at him curiously. Fang Ming was in the center of the explosion of four immortal thunders, and there was nothing wrong with it.

This fairy thunder is so fun!

Fang Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the third prince leaving his side. The pressure just now was too great. In a moment, his soul would not be able to keep up with the judgment of handling such a high-speed battle, and would be defeated by the terrifying long halberd.

Fang Ming knew that the power of his thunder method was not great, but no one would like to be bombed by thunder. Usually, when encountering an immortal thunder explosion, he would subconsciously dodge it first. Sure enough, the third prince pushed it out.

Fang Ming had no intention of winning the third prince at all, he just wanted to spend a stick of incense.

As soon as he saw the third prince leave, Fang Ming shouted loudly and waved his hands quickly. Almost instantly, a thunder formation was laid out in a hundred miles around his body. A fog dissipated, covering the thunder formation. The formation slowly rotated, and the thunder appeared and became elusive.

Nezha was a little dumbfounded. Damn, it’s really brilliant if you give it a little Yangguan!

Fang Ming looks like three big and five thick, and has a left shield and right axe. He looks like a fierce man who charges in the battle. It is your duty to rush straight and bravely rush!

Why are you so skilled in playing with turtle shells?
Chapter completed!