"Coming back?" Fang Zhuo asked, feeling the aura of the ground rapidly approaching.

He ran for about ten miles with the wind and thunder, and then stopped. Yun Rong drilled out of the ground, bowed down and said, "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life." ”

She handed over a jade bottle, but it contained the blood of Zu Tong.

"The man was besieged, but he was not wounded. It may be that his internal injuries have not healed or Zhihai has been injured, so he vomited blood once in the middle. The slave and maid hid under and quietly took a little, but they didn't know if it was enough. ”

"A trace is enough. Fang Zhuo put away Yun Rong, smiled and said, "Wind and thunder, let's go!"

Now Fang Zhuo knew very well that he and Zu Tong had become demons against each other. As an elite disciple of the foundation building period, Zu Tong carried the sword intent inheritance of the Bitter Sword Sect, but he was played by a kid in his qi training period. This guy is seriously injured but still relentlessly chasing, and it is obvious that he will not let himself go. And what about himself, can he let the ancestral copper go back?

Since there must be a life and death on both sides, Fang Zhuo decided to continue to go crazy with the ancestral copper that he was playing next. Although the opponent's combat power will skyrocket in the madness, it is easier to provide opportunities for himself.

Fang Zhuo knew his weaknesses well, just as Zu Tong knew his strengths. As long as Zu Tong recovers a little better, this guy is bound to rely on the advantage that his sword qi can reach far to open the distance and attack himself. Then what Fang Zhuo had to do now was to keep harassing Zu Tong, slowing down the healing speed of his injuries and even continuing to aggravate his injuries!

In the blink of an eye, another four days passed. The two of them, one with the sword and the other on the wind and thunder, are extremely fast monks, and these days they don't know how to run into the depths of Fulong Mountain for thousands of miles.

In the past few days, Fang Zhuo has continued to use the Rotten Spirit Anointing Sacrifice Array to harass Ancestral Copper. And he himself always maintained this speed, so that Zu Tong was able to catch up with all his might.

After a few days, Zu Tong's injuries did not worsen, but he was really harassed. Thankfully, he sensed that his opponents didn't seem to be very good, and despite their best efforts to escape, they never escaped his tracking. Moreover, that Fang Zhuo had been refining something for the past few days. However, it didn't seem to have been smooth, and Ancestral Copper could sense the explosions or abnormal spiritual power fluctuations that were constantly occurring during Fang Zhuo's refining process every day. Sometimes when he chased closer, Zu Tong could also use his divine sense to observe Fang Zhuo's gray face, and most of the hair on his head was burned off.

Judging from Fang Zhuo's every move, this guy seems to be a little poor and desperate.

Because of Fang Zhuo's repeated refining mistakes, their escape speed was affected. In the past few days, Zu Tong has caught up with Fang Zhuo several times, and the two sides have also clashed a few times. With the help of that weird bat and the big scorpion with the aura of Jindan, Fang Zhuo narrowly escaped several times. However, Zu Tong has always been afraid of his thunderous methods, and his injuries have not healed, so he didn't dare to work too hard.

As everyone knows, this is Fang Zhuo's suspicious array, deliberately showing weakness, and luring him into the bait little by little.

After receiving the warning of the silver bat, Fang Zhuo also knew that there were extremely dangerous things on this ancestral copper. Fang Zhuo guessed that on that day, a sword intent narrowly strangled him and Feng Thunder, which was most likely a life-saving means given to him by Zu Tong's master. Whether there will be a second path of this sword intent, no one dares to say. Two people are jealous, but at the same time they are determined to win each other, so it has become such a situation where you chase me and run away.

However, Fang Zhuo had the primordial purple qi and spiritual breath true body in his body, and it was too easy to hide some aura and fake some aura fluctuations. That's why he can keep holding Zu Tong's nose.

It was late at night on this day, and the two of them estimated that they had run more than 10,000 miles one after the other. There was not much rot spirit paste left in Fang Zhuo's hand, at most he could use it twice. Fang Zhuo once again sprinkled the spikes refined by the Rotten Spirit Cream, and before he could set up the formation, a sword aura suddenly surged!

Ever since that day when Fang Zhuo's array had been harassed by Yin Spirits, Zu Tong had begun to harass Fang Zhuo every time he arrived at night, making it difficult for him to set up his array. Fang Zhuo's formation methods became more and more flexible and smooth, but he was also forced to give up from time to time.

However, the two of you and I attacked back and forth at night, but they didn't really sacrifice their lives and forget about death. Over the past few days, Fang Zhuo's experience in facing the enemy has been improving rapidly day by day. This ancestral copper has become his best whetstone.

But tonight was different, Fang Zhuo let the silver bat and wind thunder contain Ancestral Bronze on the side, and while he released a series of protective means to block Ancestral Copper's flying sword and sword qi, his divine sense controlled the arrangement of the magic circle. He just wanted to practice his ability to distract himself from the formation in this fighting method. Zu Tong has gradually touched the door to deal with those yin spirits and evil spirits these days, plus his divine sense has gradually recovered, and his sword intent is full of strength, but these evil spirits are not too much of a threat to him. Coincidentally, Zu Tong felt that he also regarded Fang Zhuo as a whetstone. Under the suppression of the golden pill breath of wind and thunder, under the impact of the ubiquitous divine consciousness of the silver bat, the fight of one enemy and three made Zu Tong feel that he benefited a lot.

Seeing that Fang Zhuo's formation had already taken shape, Zu Tong was not entangled, he withdrew the flying sword with a roar, turned around and stepped on the sword and walked away. Normally, if Fang Zhuo felt that something could not be done, he would take the wind and thunder and the silver bat first. Then the two sides chased again in the dark night. If the ancestral copper harassment is not completed, it will also retreat quickly.

Under the siege of the Yin Spirit, the three opponents of Fang Zhuo were not so big, and the ancestral copper who had not healed from his injuries was not so big.

The magic circle was arranged, and Fang Zhuo put the blood of the ancestral bronze he had collected in the array, and his own blood was also sacrificed. His blood is used to make temporary contracts, and Zu Tong's blood is a guide. Ancestral Copper's distance now during his daily rest exceeded the range of Fang Zhuo's divine sense, and his divine sense could not guide, but he could use the breath in his blood to guide him.

This formation is well arranged, but the arrival of the Yin Soul and Evil Spirit has not been seen for a long time. Fang Zhuo was a little surprised.

After waiting for a long time, it was estimated that the ancestral copper over there was waiting a little anxiously, and Fang Zhuo still didn't see the arrival of a yin ghost. Feng Lei said suspiciously: "Isn't there something strange around here?"

"Weird, what can be weird?" Fang Zhuo said.

"That's hard to say. There are so many things in this world that are difficult to explain. ”

Fang Zhuo was speechless when he heard this.

As soon as the words of wind and thunder fell, Fang Zhuo suddenly felt a shock in his heart! The silver bat was in his arms, and he couldn't help but poke his head out of Fang Zhuo's arms. The little guy's body was flexible and retractable, and it was no more than four inches long in Fang Zhuo's arms, and it was very small.

"Danger!" exclaimed.

In an instant, one man and two beasts felt fear from the bottom of their hearts!

A swarthy figure appeared in front of him.

Fang Zhuo felt that the fear in his heart was even worse, he tried his best to release his divine sense to see what this monster in front of him was, but he could only see a vague shadow!