Bang!

In various speculations, the smoke cloud that shrouded the eighth array suddenly dispersed at this time, revealing the scene in the array, and the cultivators immediately looked up, no less than thousands of divine thoughts scanned in that direction, and then, at the same time, they gasped, their eyes were full of shock, and the Dao Master of the Talisman suddenly flew into the air, and the mana around him fluctuated like a tide......

Stunned!

At this time, the eighth formation position, the disciples of Nanzhan are on the left, only twelve or thirteen people are still alive, and the disciples of the Fu Dao are on the right, they originally numbered a hundred, but at this time it seems that there are only fifty or sixty people, and in the middle, it is Fang Xing and Zhao Changhe, the god son of the Fu Dao, Fang Xing and Zhao Changhe seem to be seriously injured, but Zhao Changhe was nailed to a stone tablet, and Fang Xing stood in front of him, after the smoke and clouds dispersed, all the monks saw their scene and understood that Zhao Changhe had lost, and their hearts were shocked.

But even more shocking is yet to come.

"Convincing or not?"

The little devil suddenly shouted, reached out and grabbed the void, and a thunder whip manifested and slammed into Zhao Changhe's body.

"Click......

It seems that Zhao Changhe, who was nailed to the stone tablet and was unable to move, was torn apart, his soul trembled, and the scream spread for more than ten miles, but soon he was tense again, and it seemed that he also found that the great array had been dissolved, and he had been exposed to the eyes of the monks at this time, and all the reactions would be seen by the monks, so he gritted his teeth and persevered, only half of the screams......

But this tragic scene still pierced the eyes of many monks, and the crowd below was furious.

"Hehe, it's quite resistant...... I ask you if you are convinced!"

Fang Xinggang gritted his teeth. Another thunderbolt manifested in his hand. Pumped hard towards Zhao Changhe.

"Titicaca ......"

Countless thunderbolts swam around Zhao Changhe's wounds. The pain was unbearable.

Even if Zhao Changhe had tempered his body many times with the thunder method, he would not die with a few whips, but he couldn't resist this pain.

It was only at this time that he knew how much pain Fang Xing had endured with him at that time.

"Smack......

"Smack......

Whip after whip, right in front of these cultivators, Fang Xing kept whipping this talisman Dao divine son.

"If you've already passed the test, why torture people. Quickly released the talisman Dao Divine Son......"

Some people couldn't take it anymore and shouted loudly, but there was very little voice.

"Hehe, I'm going to beat him to death, do you have any opinions?"

Facing the shouts below, Fang Xing didn't care, laughed coldly, glanced at the sky, and turned around and whipped it down again.

All the monks who drank were dumbfounded, in the air. There is still a deed hanging in the air, as if to show the world. It was the life and death contract signed by Zhao Changhe after angering Zhao Changhe before he broke into the formation, and it was clearly stated that the two not only broke into the battle, but also gambled their lives, if the little devil succeeded in breaking into the formation, then Zhao Changhe's life would also be lost to him, and now, he did succeed.

It's just that even if there is this deed, is it difficult to watch Zhao Changhe being beaten to death?

"This little bastard is quite thoughtful......"

At this time, Long Jun under the mountain had been looking at this scene on the mountain with cold eyes, and his brows were slightly furrowed, but looking at Fang Xing's thunder whip that kept hitting Zhao Changhe, he looked up at the life and death contract suspended in the air, and suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

"Why did he do this, if he kills, he will kill, isn't this an act of angering the Fu Dao?"

The dragon girl Ao Zhen was worried, and spoke in a low voice, a little anxious.

In fact, not only her, but also those Nanzhan monks around her who had not yet entered the battle, were also anxious and did not understand what Fang Xing was doing.

Now that you've won and you have the deed in hand, why not just kill him instead of whipping him with a thunderbolt in front of everyone's eyes?

Could it be that it was because the Divine Son of the Talisman Dao had whipped his master with a thunder whip, so he was deliberately retaliating?

"Hehe, good daughter, your solid eyes are really a little worse than that little bastard!"

Long Jun heard Ao Zhen's worried voice, but he also smiled lightly and sighed a little helplessly.

"Convincing or not?"

Another whip was whipped down, and Karala hit Zhao Changhe, whipping half of his body to pieces.

Under the power of Fang Xing's thunder whip, Zhao Changhe even damaged his divine soul, and the pain went straight to the depths of his divine soul, which was particularly terrifying.

"You...... Kill me......"

Zhao Changhe suddenly shouted, his voice was desperate and sad, almost crying, the gambling contract of life and death was in front, which made him desperate, and in front of everyone, he was beaten and scolded by this little devil, which also made him lose face, and even a little disheartened.

"Kill you?"

Fang Xing laughed, whipped and beat again, pausing the sound of Zhao Changhe's beating, and the screams rang out, which really reached the ears of all cultivators.

"I'm killing you, the stronger your body, the longer the pain you suffer, and there's no way around it!"

Fang Xing gritted his teeth and grinned, but he waved the whip without a trace of hesitation, neither fast nor slow.

Fang Xing gritted his teeth and snorted, but he also let all the cultivators hear it clearly: "An old man who is dying, his old friends are all dead, sleepy, a person who broke into your formation, just thinking of entering the battle with his real skills, you actually refused to let people enter the battle for what kind of gambling contract, and beat him with a thunder whip to force him to admit defeat...... Do you know what that tastes like? I'll let you taste it now, either the people down the mountain can't bear to see you being beaten to death and bow their heads to me, or they will beat you to death!"

Fang Xing's words were extremely cold, more ruthless than a thunder whip, and Sen Senran slapped Zhao Changhe's body.

"You...... You ......"

Zhao Changhe suddenly shouted, looking at Fang Xing's eyes, as if he was looking at a ghost.

Fang Xing's tone was casual: "That's right, master, I'm using your life as a bargaining chip!"

"Smack" "Slap" "Slap"

The thunder whip kept condensing, and then pulled down, one whip was more ruthless than the other, but it was unusually calm, not impatient.

Up and down the mountain, there was no sound, only the sound of whipping kept reaching the ears of the cultivators.

This kind of voice, like a thunder whip, kept whipping on the hearts of all cultivators.

"This ...... Does this little devil want to use this method to force us to agree to Nanzhan Lidao?"

Someone couldn't help but cry out in a trembling voice.

They had already vaguely guessed Fang Xing's thoughts, this little devil, seemingly headless and brainless, was actually gloomy and terrible when he started his mind, since he signed the contract of life and death, he had this idea, deliberately after breaking the formation, and then whipping Zhao Changhe, the son of the Dao of the Talisman without impatience, one for revenge, and the other way, it was in this way to force the Daoist Master of the Talisman and the cultivators of the Northern Regions to admit defeat, and there was already a clear gambling contract on the life and death contract, and the Daoist of the Talisman and the cultivators of the Northern Regions were not unable to save Zhao Changhe, but according to the gambling contract, if they dared to save people, they had to directly agree to the matter of Nanzhan Lidao。

The process of this whipping was a process of waiting for the cultivators of the Northern Regions to speak to the Dao Master of the Talisman Sect.

To save or not to save?

Seeing that his divine son was beaten to death, or did he swallow this breath and promise Nanzhan to stand up?

If you don't save it, why be cruel?

Moreover, the Talisman Dao Divine Son was beaten to death, but the Talismanic Dao Master could only watch, which was also a fatal blow to the reputation of the Talisman Dao.

If it is saved, it will undoubtedly be a cheap bargain for Brother Nanzhan and this little devil.

Because no matter how you look at it at this time, the little devil is already at the end of the crossbow, and it is impossible to break through the next two levels.

I don't know how many eyes there are, at this time they are all focused on the face of the Daoist Master of the Talisman Weapon, the young Dao Master, at this time his eyes are also indifferent and terrifying, and his eyes are not instantaneous looking at Zhao Changhe who is being whipped by the little devil on the mountain, it seems that his face is like a cold jade, but if you look closely, you can see that every time the little devil falls with a whip, the corners of his eyes are beating slightly.

After all, it is the Divine Son cultivated by the entire Runic Dao for a hundred years, and it will be the choice to resist the catastrophe in the future.

If he was really beaten to death, would there be time for the Fu Dao to cultivate a second divine son?

To save or not to save?

The expression of this talisman Dao master was tense, and his heartstrings trembled, if Zhao Changhe died in the big array, he would probably be angry and angry, but there would not be this kind of entanglement at this time to watch his god son being killed, but he didn't know whether to save him, with his heart, how could he not understand that the little devil was simply using this method to force himself to save people!

At this time, beside him, the eyes of the old-looking Pure Yang Dao Dao Master and the Yin Spirit Dao Dao Master also fell on his face.

Under the eyes of these two people, there was a strange light floating, as if they wanted to speak, but they could only be silent after all.

This matter, after all, has to be decided by this talisman Dao master.

Although the Fu Dao may not be able to represent the opinions of the entire Northern Divine Prefecture, if he agrees to the little devil at this time, in order to save his own divine son, the two Dao masters of the Pure Yang Dao and the Yin Spirit Dao will not say anything, after all, the situation is different, and if he is in a different place, he can probably understand the mind of the Dao Master of the Fu Dao, after all, he is a divine son, and his identity is not idle.

The rest of the question depends on whether he saves it or not! )

PS: I'm finally going back to Qingdao, a stable life, a stable code word time, inexplicably excited!