Compared with the magic method, it is not as good as Zhao Changhe, a genius who has only practiced one technique in a hundred years.

So what to win him over?

Fang Xing's answer was to wave his fist, even when Feng Chan Mountain's mountain intent could not resist the opponent's spell, he simply abandoned all defenses, and directly resisted the last five thunder dragons with his body, and at the same time bullied him closely, stirred up a strange force, and hit Zhao Changhe with his arms and face, to put it simply, the opponent's spell is too exquisite, and when he can't crack it at all, he simply doesn't crack it, and he just relies on his physical body to resist it, just rush straight towards you, and if you have the ability, you will kill me!

But if you kill me, it's fine, but if you can't kill me, you have to see if you can do it with my fist.

Born in a bandit's den, he understood since he was a child that winning or losing a fight does not depend on the level of martial arts.

Later, in the three years that Bai Qianzhang practiced, Bai Qianzhang instilled in him another concept, that is, the reason why the battle cultivation was stronger than ordinary monks was not only because the war cultivation cultivated more powerful spells, or consumed more resources than ordinary monks, but because the war cultivation was more ruthless and spicy, and they could withstand the attacks of others, but their attacks on others could not bear it.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Five thunder dragons crashed into Fang Xing's body one after another, and that power was almost like receiving five heavenly tribulations.

At this time, Fang Xing's whole body was already black and mushy, and he looked like a barbarian native Kunlun slave, and even the ponytail on the back of his head was erected by this thunderbolt, like a broom on his head, and the magic clothes on his body were even more tattered, and he had lost the slightest defensive effect. Even the flesh and skin bloomed. It is healing under the action of the wood method. It's miserable.

But after all, he still broke through, and even had a lot of strength left, more than ten zhang away, it was three punches, and the fists were like pushing a mountain and crashing, almost swinging a violent fist wind visible to the naked eye, and the power was terrifying.

Authentic Wang Eight Fists, completely out of order. But the force is great.

"You...... You're going to take my Lefa hard?"

When Zhao Changhe saw this scene, his heart trembled in shock, and he didn't want to think about it, his body quickly retreated, and pulled out an afterimage, while dodging Fang Xing's strange fist, the last talisman thunder dragon roamed around him, dissolving the fist wind brought by Fang Xing's Wang Ba Fist, which contained terrifying power, and for a while, the strong wind in the air shot out, stirring the four wilds. He dodged extremely quickly, but he was still caught by the fist wind. Even the corners of the robes were torn, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of red, obviously it was not good to be rubbed by the fist wind.

Of course, in comparison, Fang Xing's injuries were much more serious than him.

Ka-ka-ka!

Zhao Changhe, who had temporarily avoided these three punches, quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and three terrifying thunderbolts swept out wildly.

It's just that Fang Xing was ruthless, no matter how he responded, he gritted his teeth and rushed closer, and then hit!

The fist is like a storm and a wind, and the force is like a wave of the sea.

No matter how clever Zhao Changhe's Lei Fa was, he ate it hard, just covered his head and attacked him hard.

The fist is much faster than Zhao Changhe, Zhao Changhe is in the gap between a thunderbolt, he can hit three punches at the same time, but this is also a principle in the fighting method, the spell always has to pinch the trick, to attract the heaven and earth element essence with Dan force, so the caster is destined to shoot the speed and flexibility is destined to be slower than the puncher, but the scope and power of the spell are often beyond the fist.

Of course, this is also for ordinary monks, Fang Xing has a strange strength, his body is strong, the power of his punch is by no means weaker than Zhao Changhe's thunder and lightning, at least he dares to eat Zhao Changhe's thunder and lightning now, but Zhao Changhe does not dare to let him punch.

In the midst of the punch, Fang Xing actually had the kung fu to drink, his fist kept swinging, and his mouth kept ringing.

"When I first entered the cultivation path, Uncle Eleventh said to me that war cultivation is fighting, and told me that even if you abandon a supreme technique one day, you must not abandon the ruthlessness in your heart, now I will carry your thunder hard, and you will try to eat me with two punches?

The more he fought, the more fierce his punches became, and the words he said also made Zhao Changhe feel terrified.

"I'll be afraid of you?"

He seemed to be disdainful and sneered, and when he made a move, Lei Fa was more fierce and violent.

"If you weren't afraid of me, why would you want others to stop me first after you get angry?"

"If you weren't afraid of me, how could you sacrifice the spirit treasure in the first place?"

"If you weren't afraid of me, why wouldn't you want to fight me directly?"

"The most important thing is...... If you're not afraid of me, what the hell are you going to do......"

Fang Xing shouted, his fists became more and more fierce, resisting the thunder and lightning, like Xiao Qiang, who couldn't be killed, and his body quickly approached Zhao Changhe.

He drank these few sentences, and every sentence made Zhao Changhe's brain angry, especially the last sentence, he almost cried, damn it, why did you say I would run away, we are a person who eats by magic, and plays technical work, who is like you who rushes forward with all your strength, is it possible that I will not escape, and I will not be able to fight with you face to face with thunder and lightning and fists?

When I'm stupid!

It's just that although he scolded wildly in his heart, he didn't have time to speak, and he couldn't speak with all his might.

"I've seen a lot of grandchildren like you, and the more crazy you usually behave, the less daring you really are......"

The more Fang Xing scolded, the happier he became, and the more he scolded, the more fierce he became, when he scolded the last "small" word, his body suddenly jumped, and he and Zhao Changhe narrowed the distance of seven or eight zhang, and punched him, Zhao Changhe wanted to distance himself again, but it was already a little too late, and he was sprayed by Fang Xing for a long time, a little annoyed and angry, his heart was ruthless, he simply did not escape, his palms circled, and he performed the most thunder strike, and the rumbling seven thunderbolts hit Fang who rushed forward at the same time, and the power almost had a terrifying aura of tearing the sky and the earth.

"Can you chop him to death?"

After striking this blow, Zhao Changhe was also a little tired, his heart was worried, and he looked forward.

But I saw that in front of a sea of thunder, the little devil squeaked and screamed, obviously uncomfortable, but it did not fall, in the scream, the ferocity became more and more fierce, and he rushed out of the sea of thunder and rushed towards Zhao Changhe.

"How strong is this little devil's body......

Zhao Changhe gasped and was about to cry.

If it were a fighting method, he would have won a long time ago.

From the time he started to now, he himself was almost unable to count how many thunderbolts he had chopped Fang Xing.

And the punches that Fang Xing struck, but they were all carefully dissolved by him, if they dodged, there was almost no punch that followed.

But now it's not a fighting method, but a desperate effort, which makes him miserable.

That little devil is simply immortal, after suffering so many thunderbolts, even a fierce beast is also familiar, his fist strength has not weakened, but has become more and more ferocious, especially now this last punch, he has rushed to the front of three zhang, for their cultivation, the distance of three zhang is no different from close combat, Zhao Changhe wanted to hide again, but he didn't have time to dodge at all.

"Haha, with a clever thunder method, it is not just a cheap spell casting, just because when Dan is completed, it is tempered by the thunder method, and the body's ability to resist this Dao spell has also been greatly improved, although the master has not been able to play the most brilliant thunder technique, but the ability to resist thunder is still there, Lao Taishan threw me into the thunder Ze, I can pierce a fierce son and swim a few laps, not to mention your thunder technique in the Jindan realm?"

In Zhao Changhe's strange eyes, Fang Xing laughed loudly, although he was chopped and smoked, he was fierce and inexplicable, and rushed straight in front of Zhao Changhe, and with a bang, it almost shattered the void, and hit Zhao Changhe's nose.

"Really, am I a sorcerer who only cultivates thunder and doesn't pay attention to the physical body?"

At this moment, the ferocity in Zhao Changhe's heart seemed to be stimulated, and he directly gave up the idea of dodging, and a spear entwined with endless thunder and lightning appeared in his hand, gritting his teeth, and slashed towards Fang Xing's chest, at the same time, on his body, the thunder and lightning kept shining, and the breath became more and more ferocious, incomparably strong, judging from the breath alone, the strength of his physical body was surprisingly terrifying.

"You are strong in your own body, but I use thunder to refine my body, and I may not lose to you!"

In the shouting, Zhao Changhe punched with a spear, and put on a posture of exchanging injuries with the little devil, if Fang Xing's punch came straight to him, then he had to eat his spear first, he didn't believe it, such a situation where he would obviously suffer, the little devil would not dodge, and as long as he hid, for half a day, the general trend that was easy to develop would be gone, and he would win.

"Hahahaha......"

A scene that surprised Zhao Changhe appeared, facing his spear, Fang Xing did not dodge or dodge, and directly punched him.

"Poof", the spear directly penetrated Fang Xing's chest and abdomen, and with the terrifying thunder and lightning on the spear, it penetrated into his body at the same time, and at the same time, Fang Xing also punched him on the nose, bang, Zhao Changhe was tempered by thunder and lightning many times, and his extremely strong body couldn't bear it, "Oh Oooo" retreated, retreating more than ten zhang in a row, only feeling dizzy for a while, seeing the surrounding environment clearly, and even his nose felt sour, that was because this punch pulled the tear ducts.

"Wow......"

Thunder and lightning entered the body, but it was not comparable to ordinary weapons killing through the body, and the viscera were all severely damaged at this time.

Fang Xing also spit out a mouthful of blood, in terms of the severity of the injury, it was much more serious than Zhao Changhe, but he didn't stop breathing, and even the blood that spit out was spit straight towards Zhao Changhe, using any method to kill and injure the enemy, and at the same time stepping on the void, and then rushing forward, catching Zhao Changhe, who had not yet returned to his senses, another punch, then another kick, and another punch......

Crackling!

It's more ruthless than when the red clothes beat the baby!

Zhao Changhe couldn't even react, punching one punch after another, and he couldn't recover from the beating.

"Who the hell is fighting with you, the master is fighting with you ruthlessly......"

Fang Xingshuang flipped over, only to feel a breath of evil breath vented out, beat him wildly for a long time, and simply used the most high-realm move in Wang Baquan, grabbed Zhao Changhe in the air with one hand, turned over and rode on him, and the crackling fist fell like a storm. (To be continued.) )

PS: Alas, I gave up the opportunity to visit Beijing City in the nest hotel, and the old ghost was wronged, but the old ghost didn't say it!