Fang Ping challenged Tuoman, and all other parties felt a sense of schadenfreude.
These two people, one is a seventh-grade and the other is a top-notch expert in the sixth grade.
No matter who is eliminated, they are happy to see the result.
After all, they are not one of my own family. Who knows what they will think if they enter the restricted area.
Fortunately for Tuoman, the entry of the seventh grade did not occur together with them.
But Fang Ping, a sixth-grade man, really wants to go in with them. He is an unruly person, and it is difficult to judge what he will do next.
People like Du Hong are all strong men in the military. In fact, they follow the rules and are easy to deal with.
Fang Ping, on the other hand, is moody and really difficult to communicate with.
…
All around the arena.
Minister Wang watched the two people walking toward the central area, glanced at Li Deyong, and hesitated to speak.
Li Deyong nodded slightly and said: "When the necessary moment comes, admit defeat for him."
There are very few warriors who can fight against the sixth-grade warriors and fight against the high-grade warriors with the middle-grade realm since ancient times.
Li Changsheng killed the eighth grader with one sword, and that time he was almost certain to die.
People like Zhang Dingnan dragged the other party away to give Li Changsheng a chance.
Fang Ping thought that it would be too difficult to defeat the seventh grade in this situation without anyone to restrain him!
Hearing what Li Deyong said, Minister Wang was relieved. In this way, even if he lost and lost his place, he would not lose his life.
…
central area.
Fang Ping let out a breath. This was the first time he had actually fought against a seventh-grade expert. Even though he said he was powerful, he didn't know how he would fare after the actual fight.
What's more, the opponent must have magic weapons!
Of course, seventh-level warriors can already open the Triple Burner Gate to cultivate divine weapons, unlike those of sixth-level warriors who have to put it on their body.
He didn't know what kind of magic weapon Big Beard was.
Yes, that's for sure.
"Big Beard, don't admit defeat later. The seventh-grade and sixth-grade fighters are fighting. If you still admit defeat, then your seventh-grade battle will be in vain, and you will never be able to hold your head high in this life.
Not only that, I don’t know if you foreigners have any ambitions for martial arts, the road to invincibility, etc...
If you can't stand the stimulation and have a nervous breakdown, it will be over."
Tuoman closed his eyes and lowered his head, and after a moment he slowly said: "General, you are too obsessed with winning and losing."
"joke!"
Fang Ping said loudly: "Martial arts must compete! If you want to compete, there will naturally be a winner and loser! Is this what the ancient Buddhist holy land teaches you? If you are not obsessed with winning or losing, why do you come to participate in the competition? It's ridiculous to deceive yourself and others!
"
Tuoman stopped talking and said softly: "General, sixth grade, let the game begin with the general!"
"Then I'm not welcome!"
At this moment, Fang Ping was also holding a magic sword and asked someone to borrow it.
His Pingluan Sword is about to break. If he fights against a seventh-level warrior, it will shatter in an instant.
As soon as Fang Ping finished speaking, the sword cut through the void!
The manifestation of spiritual power instantly merged into the magic weapon, and the magic weapon's long sword also let out a roar of a tiger!
In the void, a tiger-like beast appeared in the void, and the tiger pounced on it!
Tuoman was not slow in his movements, nor did he really underestimate the opponent just because Fang Ping was at the sixth level.
The moment Fang Ping took action, a Zen staff appeared out of thin air in Tuoman's hand. The Zen staff burst out with brilliant golden light and waved it out!
Boom!
There was an explosion, and the tiger that Fang Ping's divine weapon had formed instantly shattered.
The next second, the two were in close contact!
Tuoman was like a furious-eyed King Kong, waving the Zen staff in his hand like crazy. On the Zen staff, the white power of heaven and earth was so intense that it struck Fang Ping instantly!
Fang Ping also roared violently, slashing out the vision of the gods falling!
Boom boom boom!
A series of roars sounded, and Fang Ping kept retreating, with blood splattering from his mouth!
"puff!"
Fang Ping spurted out a mouthful of golden blood, and Tuoman struck it with a wave of his Zen staff. The blood collided with the Zen staff, shooting out brilliant firelight.
But at this moment, Tuoman waved his Zen staff with his right hand and hit Fang Ping on the head, but his left hand condensed into a fist, punched through the void, and punched Fang Ping!
"Bang!"
There was an explosion, and Fang Ping, who was still resisting the magic weapon, was instantly punched through the chest!
"ah!"
Among the onlookers, some people exclaimed in low voices.
Su Zisu and others looked nervous. It had only been a short time since the fight, but Fang Ping was no longer hostile to his opponent. Fang Ping's semi-golden body had extremely strong defense, but he was still beaten by the opponent's punch!
Su Haoran said softly: "The power of heaven and earth at the seventh level is not comparable to the power of heaven and earth condensed by Fang Ping. Although Fang Ping is strong, there is still a huge gap between the sixth and seventh levels..."
Jiang Chao couldn't help but said: "Why didn't he explode his mental power?"
Su Haoran glanced at him, "Even if he self-destructs, he still needs a chance. Do you think Tuoman will give him a chance? The two of them got close, and Fang Ping self-destructed and failed to defeat Tuoman. He might have been accidentally injured by himself..."
"Then keep your distance!"
Jiang Chao couldn't continue talking.
At this moment, the two people in the air could not distance themselves at all.
After all, the seventh grade is the seventh grade, and the space is not big. The two of them were fighting together. Tuoman kept attacking Fang Ping closely. Fang Ping was beaten with only defensive strength and could hardly fight back.
"Why!"
Li Deyong sighed, Fang Ping was indeed unwise this time.
It is not easy to fight like this with the seventh grade, but to defeat the opponent is difficult, too difficult!
Thinking of this, Li Deyong glanced at the sky and frowned slightly!
Why did the minister let this guy out?
On the side, the ninth-grade man from the Ancient Buddha Holy Land also kept staring at the sky, with an obvious threat in his eyes!
They are not the Yang family, this is the ancient Buddha holy land where eight ancient Buddhas...maybe seven are seated.
Now in an open competition, if the Eternal Life Sword dares to intervene in the middle and kill Tuoman, even if the Ancient Buddha Holy Land comes out in force, Mowu will not let go.
Outside the top limit, Old Man Li stood proudly in the void, not speaking, but just staring down.
The old man is now weighing, can he break through the restrictions created by Juedian with one sword?
This ban was imposed by Zhang Tao, although it was just a casual arrangement.
"Maybe it can't be cut through, right?"
Old Man Li cursed in his heart, it wasn't that he didn't want to go in, it was because they had closed the door directly and wouldn't let him in!
Although Zhang Tao didn't care whether he left the Ministry of Education or not, a barrier was set up at the competition venue to prevent outsiders from entering.
And while Old Man Li was standing proudly in the void, a lot of spiritual power was wandering around him.
Old Man Li snorted coldly, his energy and blood surged to the sky, instantly crushing the surrounding mental energy, and cursed: "If you continue to detect, one of you will give you a sword, and I didn't go in, why are you staring at me!"
At this moment, a majestic spiritual power approached him.
Old Man Li's face changed, and he couldn't help but said: "It's almost done! I can't even get in, why are you always staring at me?"
"Be honest and don't break the rules. If you really lose, someone will admit defeat!"
"What should I do if Li Deyong and Su Haoran deliberately don't shout?"
"you……"
Zhang Tao's voice was filled with annoyance. How could you be suspicious of someone else? If Su Haoran didn't say anything, could Li Deyong just sit back and watch Fang Ping die?
Zhang Tao was too lazy to pay attention to him, and his mental power instantly retreated.
Whatever this guy is!
As long as he doesn't interfere in the game, he doesn't care.
…
Within the arena.
Tuoman punched Fang Ping in the head again and said: "General Fang is really powerful. If you spend some time cultivating your moral character, you will achieve greater success in the future..."
“Excessive praise!”
Fang Ping replied in a low voice, and then sneered: "Do you really think you will win?"
As soon as the words fell, the spiritual power materialized appeared!
This time, no small town appeared.
The next moment, the two of them appeared in a small room together!
Outside, everyone’s expressions changed slightly!
The ninth-level expert from the Ancient Buddha Holy Land said in a deep voice: "How could it be?"
At this moment, the two of them can no longer be seen outside!
I only saw one small building!
What this means is that the ninth-grade expert knows very well that Tuoman was dragged into the core of his embodied object by Fang Ping, and it is a core that has been completely embodied, not the kind of half-virtual and half-real existence.
If Fang Ping's hut has enough spiritual power, it can last forever and truly come to this world.
Fang Ping, who had not appeared for a long time, actually reached this point, which was beyond everyone's expectation.
Just before, everyone thought that the core of Fang Ping's physical object was the bloody sun, but later everyone understood that it was just a cover.
The core of Fang Ping's embodied object is not the bloody sun, but something else.
Now, this has been confirmed.
However, Tuoman's spiritual power is not as powerful as Fang Ping's. Tuoman's physical manifestation is an ancient golden body of the Buddha, not a living thing, just a sculpture of the Buddha's body.
Tuoman could not fully realize the golden body of Buddha. At present, it is just an empty shell and an illusory existence.
Unlike Fang Ping, when Tuoman was dragged in, no one else could see him at all.
The old monk was a little surprised. In surprise, two golden lights appeared in his eyes and he glanced towards the small building.
At this moment, Fang Ping in the room yelled: "Get out! How dare the Ninth Grade interfere!"
As soon as these words came out, Li Deyong's eyes turned cold, he looked at the old monk and said coldly: "Master He Tuo..."
The old monk said softly: "I didn't intervene, I just saw clearly what was true and false. I couldn't see through it, for fear that Tuoman would not be able to stop and leave regrets!"
Li Deyong frowned slightly, but said no more.
Similarly, Li Deyong's eyes burst out with two golden lights and he looked at the small building.
Fang Ping could block others, but he couldn't block them. They were so powerful that it wasn't difficult to penetrate the hut and see everything clearly!
The other Ninth Ranks followed suit and looked in that direction.
The eighth-grade experts in the field also did the same thing.
And some seventh-grade experts... looked confused!
Madhu, can’t penetrate!
Shame on you!
A sixth-grade warrior's mental power is manifested. People are fighting inside, and they can't see the situation. It's really embarrassing.
The seventh-grade experts all remained calm and looked at Xiaolou seriously, as if they had seen through everything.
The others were fine. Yao Chengjun suddenly whispered to the female principal of the First Military Academy: "Principal, I can't see clearly. Is my spiritual power materialized much weaker than him?"
The female principal said with a half-smile but not a smile: "It's normal to not be able to see through. Generally, seventh-level people can't see through it. Although Fang Ping is not seventh-level, the physical objects are equivalent to seventh-level ones. How can anyone of the same level see through easily?"
As soon as these words came out, many participating warriors looked at those seventh-grade warriors. Can you... see it?
Some seventh-grade warriors had pale faces and no one said a word.
You don’t care whether I can see through it or not!
The headmistress exposed these guys and did not continue. Her face returned to solemnity and she said: "It's interesting. Fang Ping dares to challenge the seventh rank. He is somewhat confident. In this room, Tuoman's strength has been suppressed!"
"suppress?"
"The battle of embodied objects is a battle of pure spiritual power. Of course, Tuoman can also gather the power of heaven and earth to defeat his embodied objects, but now... Tuoman can't do it!"
Yes, Tuoman can't do it.
At this moment, Fang Ping was not fighting alone in the hut.
Fang Ping and three phantoms were besieging Tuoman at the same time!
This is a spiritual battle!
The three phantoms have no consciousness, only fighting instinct, and this instinct is also Fang Ping's instinct.
"Go away, blow him up!"
While Fang Ping was frantically replenishing his mental energy to maintain the hut, he kept slashing wildly with his sword, and he still had time to yell at one of the phantoms!
Well, this is not Fangyuan, and it has no consciousness... In fact, this phantom is just a simple aggregation of several mental powers.
However, Fang Ping felt that shouting it out would be more exciting!
Phantom failed to defeat Tuoman, but was defeated by Tuoman instead.
But soon, the ghost reappeared!
Tuoman's face became more solemn, his Zen staff burst out with even more powerful power, and the staff penetrated the roof!
If it had been anyone else, the core of the physical object would have been destroyed in this way, and I'm afraid it would have been on the verge of collapse.
On Fang Ping's side, the hole on the roof was instantly filled up, and then one person and three phantoms continued to besiege Tuoman crazily!
Fang Ping was the target of special care and was struck through the chest with a Zen staff several times!
Fang Ping, however, didn't take it seriously and laughed: "So what if you're at level seven? I knew you weren't that good since you couldn't kill me instantly at the beginning. You couldn't kill me instantly. Even if you hit me until my body collapsed, it wouldn't be a big deal."
!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Tuoman slapped him with his palm!
boom!
Half of Fang Ping's cheek disappeared, revealing his golden bones.
Fang Ping endured the severe pain and sneered: "Go on! If you have the ability to crush my golden bones with one strike, I will kill you today!"
"I'll give you something shameless to tell you not to challenge me, but to challenge the Chinese warriors!"
At this moment, Fang Ping suddenly shouted loudly, and the hut instantly entered darkness!
Darkness is nothing to a warrior, especially a seventh-level warrior, who no longer cares about night or day.
Even if they don't have eyes, they still have mental power sensing and Qi and blood sensing.
Tuoman didn't care about this. It was the same whether it was dark or daytime.
But the next moment, Tuoman's eyes changed!
Where are the people!
In the induction of his mental power, the person was gone!
There is no one who can sense Qi and blood!
At the same time as his color changed, Tuoman suddenly waved his palm and slapped it behind him!
boom!
There was a loud noise, and a deep blood mark appeared on the fleshy palm!
"impossible!"
Tuoman showed a horrified tone for the first time!
The opponent not only disappeared in his induction, but also condensed the powerful power of heaven and earth and merged into the divine weapon. This sword cut directly broke through his defense, and his palm broke apart.
"Bang!"
In the darkness, Tuoman waved his Zen staff again to block a knife falling from the sky. The knife struck his head!
A seventh-grade first-level warrior does not have a tempered skull.
"Damn it!"
Tuoman shouted violently, and a brilliant golden light suddenly erupted from his body. Then he roared angrily, and struck through the roof with a stick again, and daylight fell!
The moment the room lit up, Tuoman saw Fang Ping, who was already swinging a knife on his side!
Fang Ping felt that the roof was penetrated and hurriedly retreated. The next moment, the roof began to be repaired, and the house fell into darkness again.
Tuoman was almost going crazy because he was so depressed, this guy was just a piece of candy, he couldn't be beaten no matter how hard he beat him!
He has only entered the first stage of the seventh rank and cannot kill the opponent with one move.
He can't be killed with just one move, this guy's vitality is terrifyingly tenacious.
If this continues, he may be consumed to death.
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outside world.
The ninth-grade man from the Ancient Buddha Holy Land had such a strange look in his eyes that the golden light was shaking!
Tuoman... seems to be entangled.
You won't be entangled to death, right?
If you can't kill the opponent with one move, the opponent will immediately come to life and have many tricks.
Now, the only way to get out of the predicament of fighting in Fang Ping's Embodiment is to exert great strength and destroy his core of the Embodiment with one strike.
Ketoman, can you do it?
In the previous few times, a small part of it was destroyed each time and restored instantly.
While the ninth grader was meditating, Tuoman in the room was also extremely angry.
The next moment, a huge phantom of an ancient Buddha appeared in the hut.
As soon as the shadow of the ancient Buddha appeared, the crowded hut continued to expand.
Fang Ping's eyes flashed with a cruel look, and he sneered: "You really dare to play a mental competition with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Ping disappeared into the hut.
Then, there was a loud bang!
The hut completely disappeared!
At this moment, both of them appeared in front of everyone.
Fang Ping was bleeding from all his orifices, and his chest was penetrated in many places.
Not far away, Tuoman's face was also pale. In the void, the shadow of an ancient Buddha was dilapidated. Everyone who saw it changed their expressions!
The confrontation between these two people was extremely dangerous.
They all involve the battle of embodied objects. Once the core of the embodied object is destroyed, everyone will die completely.
In front of Fang Ping, the disappeared hut is slowly condensing.
It swelled little by little, and the next moment, Fang Ping dragged Tuoman into the hut again!
"Damn it!"
Everyone only heard Tuoman's roar, that kind of angry roar!
Fang Ping just blew himself up in the hut, almost destroying his physical objects, and now he's here again!
The sixth-grade warriors looked at each other. Tuoman, the seventh-grade warrior, really encountered some trouble this time!
Just as I was thinking about this, not long after, there was another shocking explosion!
Fang Ping flew backwards again, his flesh and blood already badly damaged, but he was laughing wildly!
Not far away, Tuoman looked like a dead man, with a bloodless face.
The phantom of an ancient Buddha with only a little bit of its base left was instantly put away by him. When he looked at Fang Ping again, his eyes were filled with murderous intent!
Fang Ping almost completely wiped out his mental power!
"Come again!"
In front of the square, the hut quickly condensed again.
Tuoman was furious, and the Zen staff came out of his hand and came through the air!
This angry blow was extremely powerful. Before it even approached Fang Ping, several sixth-grade warriors behind Fang Ping retreated one after another. The ninth-grade warriors in front quickly set up a barrier to block the aftermath.
Boom!
The roar keeps coming!
Fang Ping laughed loudly, trapped the Zen staff with the hut, then raised his knife to kill him, laughing and saying: "Without the magic weapon, I don't dare to use my mental power. Let's try again!"
At this moment, the manifestation of Fang Ping's mental power trapped his magic weapon. Tuoman did not have the magic weapon in hand, and his mental power was exhausted and he was seriously damaged.
The two of them are fighting with their blood and body at the moment!
Fang Ping held the magic weapon and faced Tuoman with his bare hands. Although the strength of his energy and blood was far inferior, Tuoman's palm strike could only make Fang Ping's golden bones tremble, but he was unable to kill Fang Ping.
Fang Ping didn't care about the injury at all. Even if he was hit in the head by Tuoman, he ignored it and kept slashing at the opponent crazily!
The sharpness of the magic weapon can even break through the golden body, not to mention that Tuoman is not a strong golden body.
The sound of "Puff" kept coming, and not long after, Tuoman's arms were cut off by Fang Ping!
And Fang Ping couldn't help but curse in his heart, this half-gold body of mine is too fake!
Not to mention the eighth grade, even the seventh grade can't stop it!
Although his half-golden body was stronger than before every time, this time... he was beaten to a half-crippling state again.
Even though it didn't reach the level of a skeleton, the flesh and blood were still shattered.
"No wonder warriors from all over the world don't care too much about the strength of their physical bodies. If they are below the eighth level, the condensed golden body will be fake!"
He has a semi-golden body before the eighth level. It is okay to block the same level, but it is almost useless to block the strong ones.
Tuoman, who had lost his arms, was roaring violently at this moment, his legs were like shadows, and Fang Ping kept falling backwards as he kicked.
"I will chop you into a stick!"
Fang Ping gave a low shout and received the opponent's kick forcefully. His eyeballs were pushed out by the kick, but he endured the pain and slashed him with his knife again!
Click!
With a crisp sound, Tuoman's left leg was cut off!
…
The fight between the two at this time was witnessed by everyone.
Seeing that Tuoman's arms and left leg were chopped off, many people looked strange.
If the fight continues like this...does Fang Ping really want to attack the seventh grade and kill the opponent?
Jiang Chao shuddered and whispered: "You are so cruel!"
Fang Ping was beaten into such a horrible state, and he was still roaring excitedly.
Tuoman also had three limbs cut off, but he still refused to admit defeat and was fighting Fang Ping.
If it were him... By this time, he would have surrendered long ago.
Jiang Chao lamented that both sides were ruthless, while the other high-level warriors looked confused.
Fang Ping from China... his fighting style is so frustrating.
He is just wearing down his opponent!
Discussing Qi and blood, discussing the body, discussing methods of warfare...
Fang Ping is almost not as good as Tuoman, but he can afford it.
You can't hit him so hard that he can't stand up. If you hit him to death, he can consume you alive.
Tuoman, who is in the first stage of seventh grade, has not yet reached the point where he can kill Fang Ping with one move. If this continues, Tuoman will be doomed.
Over in the Andes, the woman in black robe looked at it for a while, not knowing whether to be grateful or speechless.
Fang Ping was extremely arrogant and had repeatedly provoked them before.
In the last battle, he even threatened to kill Tuoman. It could be treated as a joke before, but now... If Tuoman refuses to admit defeat, he will really be beaten to death.
"The Sky-Breaking Sword!"
At this moment, Fang Ping shouted loudly, even though he was holding a sword, he still shouted the name of "Breaking Sky Sword". Without him, Li Zhen's unique skill was this, so domineering!
puff!
With one slash, Tuoman's right leg flew out. Fang Ping took advantage of the momentum and slashed out again, and his right leg was instantly shattered!
"Damn it!"
In the Holy Land of Ancient Buddha, the ninth-level expert cursed!
The limbs are still there and Tuoman can reattach them.
The limbs are gone and cannot reach the eighth level. Only a large amount of life essence can be used to reshape the limbs, which is extremely costly.
The previous three limbs were not shattered, but the right leg was indeed gone this time.
This was not enough, while Fang Ping continued to chase Tuoman, as if by accident, he stepped on the other three limbs underground, and they all exploded instantly, shattering into pieces!
Fang Ping knew that the probability of killing Tuoman was slim.
Ninth Grade's grasp of timing is not that bad.
If you can't kill Tuoman, then you have to make him suffer a big loss and make him kneel down and call you daddy next time he sees you.
This bastard, you hit him in the face several times, you really thought you couldn't deal with him, right?
At this point in the fight, Fang Ping became more and more courageous as he fought, but Tuoman didn't even dare to release his mental power anymore, so there was no chance of a reversal.
Fang Ping did not dare to be careless and chopped Tuoman into a human stick, and the next moves were aimed at his head!
Ninth Grade will not admit defeat. As long as he gets hit with a knife, this guy's head will explode. Let's see how he survives!
After winning this one, the ninth-grade monk from the Ancient Buddha Holy Land showed a look of helplessness and annoyance on his face, and suddenly shouted: "Admit defeat!"
Bang!
Fang Ping kicked the limbless Tuoman away, looked around at the woman in black robe, and sneered: "You know what's going on, or else I'll cut you into a stick this time!"
The woman in black robe glanced at him and said calmly: "If I crush your brain, can you still survive?"
Fang Ping sneered and said, "Then you'll know after you try it! Nothing else, just that the head is hard enough. You can punch through my golden bones first!"
After that, Fang Ping ignored her, took back the physical object, and took the still struggling Zen staff into his hand.
Seeing this scene, Tuoman, who had flown back and was suspended in the air, looked extremely ugly!
Fang Ping took away his magic weapon!
Fang Ping glanced at him and sneered: "You'd better compensate me for two more magic weapons, otherwise... we'll see when we enter the restricted area!"
"Asshole!"
This time, the ninth-grade old monk became angry. He did not look at Fang Ping, but at Li Deyong, and asked: "Humans enter the restricted area and cannot join forces to fight. Will China tear it all up?"
Li Deyong immediately said: "Hua has no such intention. Fang Ping just said it casually. Don't take it seriously!"
After saying that, Li Deyong scolded lightly: "Fang Ping, don't stop talking! When human warriors enter the restricted area, they should work together. No matter what grudges the two sides have now, they must not take action against human warriors!"
When Fang Ping heard this, he immediately grinned and said: "Just kidding, how could I really do this, Commander, now that I have won, should the game end?"
Just as Li Deyong was about to speak, a warrior who had been shortlisted for the Heaven of Gods suddenly stood up.
As soon as he stood up, Fang Ping suddenly said with a gloomy face: "You dare to challenge Tuoman, then we'll see!"
This sixth-grade high-level warrior's body trembled slightly.
This was not his decision, but the consensus reached by the top management of both parties that Tuoman must be shortlisted, even if he lost the opportunity, it didn't matter.
The ninth grade of the Ancient Buddha Holy Land looked at Fang Ping with sharp eyes and said coldly: "Fang Ping, interfere with the rules of the game, you don't have the right yet!"
On the other side of the Gods' Paradise, the ninth-level warrior glanced at Fang Ping but did not speak.
Fang Ping suddenly laughed and said: "It's not his turn then. According to the rules, we get Yao Chengjun! Old Yao, this big beard is disabled, challenge him and try what it feels like to win the seventh grade!"
As soon as these words came out, Yao Chengjun remained silent, but ruins appeared in front of him.
Tuoman, who is mentally and physically disabled, now fights Yao Chengjun. It's hard to say whether he will win or lose.
As for Tuoman, in order to ensure that people from the Ancient Buddha Holy Land were shortlisted, he had been challenged once by someone from the Ancient Buddha Holy Land and chose to admit defeat.
This time, he lost to Fang Ping again.
Yao Chengjun wants to challenge, and if he wins, no matter how much others help, he won't be able to get in.
Seeing that things had reached this point, the ninth-grade monk from the Ancient Buddha Holy Land looked at Fang Ping and said slowly: "What do you want?"
"Two magic weapons!"
"Then the Ancient Buddha Holy Land gives up this opportunity..."
The old monk shook his head. He would rather Tuoman did not enter the restricted area. The two magic weapons are not really worthless.
"A handful..." Fang Ping said with a smile: "Don't bargain, otherwise, Yao Chengjun will definitely challenge him. The bearded man may not lose. Although he has become a stick, he still has the strength to fight!"
The old monk suppressed the anger in his heart, and after a while, he said: "Yes!"
Fang Ping grinned, not bad. Although he didn't kill the opponent, he took two magic weapons, cut off the opponent's limbs, and severely damaged his mental power. This time, the ancient Buddha Holy Land didn't know
How much will it cost to restore Toman?
But this time, from beginning to end, he captured a total of 4 magic weapons.
I still have three on hand. Old Man Li's Wind Chasing Boots are actually of no use anymore, so there are 8 magic weapons, one of which is still at the eighth level.
"Magic weapons aren't very valuable either!"
Fang Ping casually said that Lao Zhang had blackmailed him five times, and that was the situation.
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked extremely strange.
Some people also thought that Fang Ping seemed to have many magic weapons on hand.
Many people know what he gained in the Tiannan Cave last time.
Calculating it this way... this guy has taken four more weapons this time, and all the magic weapons can be wholesaled.
Not only that, all the masters of Mowu took magic weapons from him, except Wu Kuishan.
This guy... is really much richer than the ninth grade. Even Juedian may not be richer than him. At least Juedian cannot kill those monsters at will.
Of course, magic weapons are not the key, the key lies in strength.
Sixth grade, cut off seventh grade!
Even though Fang Ping was considered half a seventh-level warrior, he was actually in the middle of sixth-level, but the opponent had defeated a first-level seventh-level warrior and almost killed him.
Just when everyone was in complicated moods, Jiang Chao suddenly laughed and said: "Aren't we going to be listed on the global youth rankings? Fang Ping ranks first in the sixth rank. Is anyone dissatisfied?"
This guy was also smiling happily and wildly. Looking around, he seemed to be the one who had defeated the seventh-grade warrior.