Chapter 1470: The spring breeze is ten miles away, so why not send you back to the west!

"Who is the young girl who dares to attack me in Honglian Temple and bully me in Honglian Temple without anyone?"

A sound that cannot distinguish between ages, but contains the ethereal and vast sound of Buddhism, which is quickly transmitted from far to near.

Most of the warriors present did not know the specific strength of the visitor.

I can only feel that the person who comes has a strong aura!

"Nine Star God Emperor?"

Zhao Fang's eyes moved slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "A big fish is here!"

As for Honglian, she had been shocked by the momentum just now. If Zhao Fang had not protected her with his divine power, he would have been killed by the aura contained in his voice at this moment.

"First...seat!"

Xu Shen's face was swollen like a mountain, and it was particularly miserable. He could hardly see his eyes clearly. Even the words he said were like the sound of a broken bellows.

Buzz ~

Buzz!

There are dozens of figures, like dozens of shaking suns, filled with dazzling sacred and powerful brilliance, like a lofty holy Buddha, facing the world!

Most of these dozens of Taoist figures are middle-aged monks, and there are two old monks with their beards hanging down.

"Amitabha!"

Among the two old monks, the old monk wearing a bright yellow monk's robe and with a erect hair and beard sang the Buddha's name. His eyes without any emotion glanced at Zhao Fang, and he easily saw that behind Zhao Fang was beaten seriously injured.

The old monk's eyes were deep.

"Who is your lord? How dare you attack me, the monk in Honglian Temple? Huh? Xu Yan's breath? Did you kill him?"

The old monk with a sassy hair and beard asked calmly.

The words are calm, but they have a disgusting arrogance and domineering taste.

"Uncle Baoxiang, why bother talking nonsense to this thief? Since he dares to kill Junior Brother Xushen, he will definitely die!"

Behind the old monk, a middle-aged monk with the Seven-Star God Emperor took a step forward, his eyes were like jackals, showing a brutal light, staring at Zhao Fang coldly.

"Uncle Baoxiang, let's save Xu Shen's junior brother first."

Another seven-star god emperor monk stepped out.

Standing side by side with the previous middle-aged monks.

The two looked at each other and attacked at the same time.

One man killed Zhao Fang, and the other man went to rescue Xu Shen.

With just superficial cultivation, both of them can crush Zhao Fang.

But they did not mean to underestimate Zhao Fang at all, especially when they learned that Xu Yan was dead, Zhao Fang not only did not escape when facing the powerful people of Honglian Temple, but instead smiled and waited, which made them feel quite unsure, so they did not dare to underestimate them.

Although it has not been underestimated, it has not taken too much attention.

Otherwise, the two of them would not fight each other, but would also fight towards Zhao Fang together.

"Die!"

The middle-aged monk who walked out first rushed towards Zhao Fang like a hungry tiger. His moves were sophisticated and fierce, and there was no room for relief. It was obviously to put Zhao Fang to death!

Zhao Fang's eyes were slightly cold.

He has never been a good person.

If these monks apologize to him after appearing, he might consider letting Xu Shen go.

But he was wrong!

He underestimated the arrogance and dominance of Honglian Temple.

Without saying a word, they directly killed Zhao Fang.

He looked like he was fighting for his life, and obviously wanted to kill this guy who offended the authority of Honglian Temple on the spot.

Since you are ruthless, don’t blame me for being unrighteous!

sandstorm!

The boundless quicksand suddenly surged out from behind Zhao Fang, instantly submerging the two monks who rushed over.

"Sandstorm funeral!"

The mysterious quicksand that combines Yuan Magnetic Mountain and the nine-level fire is much more powerful than the Green Flame Quicksand Fairy Gourd obtained by Zhao Fangchu.

Not to mention just the Seven-Star God Emperor, even the Nine-Star God Emperor will not feel uncomfortable if he is forced to be crushed by such gravity.

Bang!

Bang!

Muffled sounds and extremely depressed screams came from under the quicksand.

The scream did not last long.

After counting breaths, everything returned to calm and the screams came to an abrupt end.

If it weren't for the raised desert, everything would have seemed to have never happened.

But the two seven-star god emperors who pounced on Zhao Fang were dead and could not die again!

For a moment.

The expression of the treasure elephant changed slightly.

The middle-aged monks behind him also changed their faces and everyone was in danger.

"Um?"

The old monk Baoxiang, the old monk who had been closing his eyes since he appeared, opened his eyes and stared at the Green Flame Flowing Sand Fairy Gourd in surprise. A glimmer of light flashed through his turbid eyes.

"Good baby. This thing is destined to be a treasure tree!"

The Buddhist name of the old monk is Baotou.

"Little donor, give this item, the old monk let you leave!" Baoshu said calmly.

"Old monk, you have such a great face!" Zhao Fang sneered disdainfully.

"pity!"

Baoshu shook his head, "Although this thing is wonderful, the power it exerts in your hands is nothing but fearing the God Emperor. It is useless to face such a powerful god master as the old monk!"

"The old monk originally intended to let you go. If you don't cherish it, don't say that the old monk will not give you a chance!"

"Hmph, old monk, you have such a thick skin. You are just a half-step divine master. You also have the face to call yourself a powerful divine master?"

Upon hearing this, Baoshu remained silent, "Even if it is half a step, it is enough to deal with you!"

As soon as the word "光" was released, the treasure tree disappeared from its original place.

The same thing disappeared, there is also the treasure elephant!

The two half-step divine master launched the most violent and violent attack on Zhao Fang at the same time.

It's over!

This is completely finished!

This is the first thought of the onlookers.

Facing the two half-step powerful Divine Lord, only the Divine Lord can deal with it calmly. Zhao Fang is just the Divine Emperor. Relying on the Divine Things, he can compete with the Divine Emperor.

Now I want to argue with the God Emperor... can I fight?

This is obviously impossible!

"Ho ho~"

Xu Shen, who was beaten and could not take care of himself, saw this scene, he let out an inexplicable strange laughter, and the voice was filled with the pleasure of revenge and murderous intent.

Compared to him.

Honglian didn't say anything, but just stared at Zhao Fang.

Instinct told her that Zhao Fang might be losing.

But for some reason, perhaps because of the woman's sixth sense, she felt that Zhao Fang seemed to have a support!

"I have even killed the real God Lord. What can two mere half-step God Lords do to me?"

Zhao Fang laughed loudly, his hair was dancing wildly, and his arrogance was as arrogant as a demon.

"sandstorm!"

The green flames of quicksand fairy gourds were all opened, and a large amount of quicksand, like rolling water from the nine heavens, drooping down, instantly flooding the surroundings.

Although the Baoxiang Treasure Tree is amazingly fast, it cannot withstand the pervasive quicksand. In just a few breaths, it was blocked by the quicksand and could not save any part of it.

The sky was sweeping by the quicksand.
To be continued...