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Chapter 560 Appearance

In fact, facing this spiritual weapon of the monk named Fang, the foundation-building monks present did not have much fear in their hearts. If they encountered it in other places, there would be ways to resist it. It was just in the competition arena. The space is small and difficult to maneuver.

At this time, the old man in sackcloth suddenly appeared. The scene was immediately filled with uproar.

From what everyone said, Qin Fengming already knew that this old man is also a very famous person here. His name is Liu Daotong. He practices in Chuanyun Mountain, which is sixty or seventy thousand miles away from here. Among the monks of the same level, Duan But it’s also extremely amazing.

Although monks surnamed Liu and monks surnamed Fang did not have a close relationship, they had heard about each other. When they met, they both raised their vigilance to the extreme.

"Haha. Liu wants to ask fellow Taoist Fang for advice. I hope fellow Taoist Fang will be merciful."

Although the monk surnamed Liu was polite, his face showed no expression at all. He was still as cold as ice.

"I don't dare. I hope fellow Taoist friends can make some concessions."

The two of them had finished talking. They held each other's fists and said no more. Both of them knew that this battle would be extremely dangerous. Each of them concentrated their attention and did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

Following the instructions from the ancestor of the Xiao family, the two of them started fighting together.

After the ball spiritual weapon flashed out, it still wrapped the body of monk surnamed Fang. It rotated at high speed and struck towards monk surnamed Liu who was standing in front.

But just when the monk surnamed Fang sacrificed the ball, the old man surnamed Liu standing opposite was hit by a pinch. Suddenly, a green mist gushes out from his body.

In the blink of an eye, his body was completely wrapped up. Then the green mist spread all around very quickly. In two or three breaths, it spread to a distance of twenty or thirty feet in radius, with no intention of stopping. Still spreading outward.

Just when the old man surnamed Liu was casting a spell, the ball wrapping the monk surnamed Fang was already close to the green mist. In a flash, it fell into the mist.

"Bang, bang..."

Suddenly, a series of huge impact sounds came from the dense fog.

Separated by the green mist, the foundation-building monks present could not penetrate the barrier. Their spiritual consciousness could only penetrate a few feet into the mist, but could not enter any further.

But under Qin Fengming's powerful consciousness, he still understood what happened in the mist at this time.

At this time, within the green mist of the old man surnamed Liu, the speed of the huge spherical spiritual weapon dropped sharply. It was moving slowly within the mist.

Outside the ball, there are green sword energy several feet long that are constantly attacking. Under the attack of this sword energy, the huge ball cannot help but pause slightly and shake violently.

The monk surnamed Fang, who was inside the sphere, was also greatly shocked at this moment. The opponent's demonic mist was extremely powerful.

Not only can it block the rapid flight of spiritual weapons, but it can also transform into sword energy, making it difficult for the ball to get in front of the opponent. In the long run, it will definitely be broken by this huge sword energy.

As soon as he thought this, the monk surnamed Fang moved his mind. The huge ball flew out of the green mist with great difficulty. It stopped thirty feet away.

"Liu Daoyou's Green Miasma Technique is really powerful. Fang was greatly impressed." The ball was retracted, revealing the face of the old man surnamed Fang.

"Haha. Fellow Daoist Fang, if you don't come up with the real story, I'm afraid you won't be Liu's enemy." Under the billowing green mist, he did not pursue, but hesitated on the spot.

Although the two of them spoke politely, their voices were extremely cold.

"Forget it. Let Fang show you the power of fellow Taoist's Qing Mi Jue." Following the words of the monk surnamed Fang, his face became extremely solemn as he saw his double kneading techniques.

In just a moment, a layer of colorful light flashed out from above the pair, enveloping the pair.

After a pause, I saw him lift his right hand, and then quickly shoot forward.

As his palm moved, a palm-like colorful palm print flew forward rapidly. After leaving it, it quickly grew in size. When it flew more than ten feet, it had already become two or three feet high.

This palm print carried an astonishing pressure. It galloped directly towards the green mist. In an instant, it was submerged in the mist. A hole appeared. However, it was covered by the green mist in an instant.

"Hoo~~bang~~"

Following the sound of breaking through the sky, a crisp sound came from the green mist. Then a loud shout was heard:

"Hmph. Fellow Daoist Fang Duan is really powerful." His voice was full of anger. It seems that the old man named Liu must have suffered a small loss from the blow given by the monk named Fang just now.

The monk surnamed Fang had a solemn expression and did not answer. His lips were tightly closed, but his hands kept moving forward. Huge colorful palm prints kept flashing, and he struck the monk surnamed Liu one after another.

The old man surnamed Liu, who was invisible in the green mist, would not be attacked by this attack again. The magic power in his body was running, and the green mist rolled violently. One after another, huge green palm prints appeared. Facing the colorful palm prints.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

When two huge palm prints collided, the sound of huge collisions could be heard at the scene. When the two huge palm prints intersected, they actually dissipated into the air at the same time, showing a state of even strength.

This kind of attack by the two monks is much more powerful than the spiritual weapon. If the top spiritual weapon collides with it, it will definitely be difficult to destroy the palm print.

Everyone at the scene knew that the two monks fighting at this time were both burning their own magic power before fighting. In this situation, if you want to determine the winner, only one of them has insufficient magic power to achieve results.

The two people on the scene were unable to move forward or retreat at this time. They could only use their magic power to attack each other in the hope that the other party's magic power would be exhausted soon.

While watching coldly, Qin Fengming already knew that fighting in this way was extremely detrimental to the old man surnamed Liu. The green mist outside his body was originally an illusion of his magic power. Although the reason for his skill could activate it instantly, the same thing happened. It requires a lot of mana.

The huge green palm also relies on its own mana. Every time one is lost, the mana will be weakened by one point.

Although the monk surnamed Fang also used his own magic power to attack, he had no other concerns. His magic power was only wasted on the palm seal. In the long run, the old man surnamed Liu would definitely be defeated.

There was less time for a meal. The result that Qin Fengming expected appeared in front of everyone.

The old man surnamed Liu was finally defeated due to lack of magic power and was helped to the stage by the Xiao family members.

The victorious monk named Fang also had a pale complexion. His body could not help but tremble. He was already overwhelmed.

Five hours later, the monk surnamed Fang stood up. At this time, he had returned to normal.

Facing the stage, he smiled slightly and said: "Fang has returned to normal. I don't know which Taoist friend will show up again to compete with Fang."

After the battle just now, all the foundation-building monks were silent in their hearts. Facing the old man named Fang, everyone knew that he was definitely not the right one.

There was silence for a long time. No one appeared. Just when the ancestor of the Xiao family was about to announce that the monk named Fang had won the competition, a calm voice sounded:

"Since no one has stepped forward to challenge, let Wei come out and give it a try."

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