Bi Fang looked up and down at the "illusion" in front of him, and Bi Fang could not feel any spiritual power fluctuations from his body, but the more he did, the more terrifying Bi Fang felt.

But at the same time, a fighting spirit also burned in Bi Fang's heart. What the strong fear is not defeat, what the strong fear is that there is no opponent. For the strong, failure is a prelude to success. If there is no failure, then how can we succeed?

Bi Fang has never been afraid of his failure. He is afraid that there is no opponent in this world worthy of his challenge. Chu Tianji is very strong, so strong that Bi Fang doesn't even have the desire to take action now. But today he encountered a illusion with fame surpassing Chu Tianji, and Bi Fang's fighting spirit has been completely burned.

"Look at the sword!" Bi Fang didn't say much. In almost an instant, Bi Fang had completed the transformation from human to demon. At this time, he was like a war demon, with long hair flying and sword energy overflowing.

Three green sword lights were slashing towards Mo Feng with the Nether Fire. Faced with such sword light, Mo Feng did not choose to continue to hold on, and a yellow light flew out of his hand.

Slow technique! This is an unsolvable slow technique. When the slow technique hit Bi Fang, Bi Fang felt as if a mountain was pressing on him, but Bi Fang was not surprised at all. If he really killed Huan in one move, it would have surprised him.

"Ha!" Bi Fang roared angrily, and green fire flashed all over his body. He was like a flame war demon, and the soul-killing flashed and all the surrounding mountains and forests and rocks shattered into ashes.

Mo Feng was wandering among countless sword lights. The confrontation with monsters these days was not a joke. If it was ferocious, wouldn't the giant bear be fierce enough?

"Roaring cone!" Mo Feng flashed, and pointed his finger out of thin air. The invisible roaring cone hit Bi Fang's robe in the gaps of countless sword lights.

It is obvious that Bi Fang's robe is a treasure. If Mo Feng's roaring cone is enough to penetrate it, but when facing Bi Fang's roaring cone, the roaring cone is blocked. However, even if it is blocked, the huge lethality generated by the explosion of the roaring cone still explodes, so Bi Fang became a flying man in the air.

"Good!" Bi Fang roared and got up from the ground. The soul-snatching in his hand waved wildly, and sword lights cut open the mountains under the blood moon. The huge roar and flying sword light made Mo Feng feel a different feeling.

This is something that cannot be understood in fighting monsters.

"Swoosh..." The sword of thought turned, and a battle knife that was exactly the same as Piercing Soul was formed in Mo Feng's hands. Mo Feng dared to say that no one knew Piercing Soul better than him. Although he could not completely copy Piercing Soul's ability, it could be done in an instant.

Seeing an exact same soul-killing appearance in Mo Feng's hands, Bi Fang was shocked, and then a sword light similar to him waved out of Mo Feng's hands. At this moment, the Netherworld Fire no longer belonged to Bi Fang alone, and at this time Mo Feng also turned into a war demon.

"Ah!" Bi Fang jumped up in the air. The Soul-Shuo in his hand brought a sharp light to the sky, and slashed towards Mo Feng fiercely. The Soul-Shuo in Mo Feng's hand flashed into a red gold shield, and his legs stepped forward and rushed forward to face the Soul-Shuo that fell.

"Boom!" After the loud bang, Mo Feng's feet were blasted into the earth, and the red gold shield slashed by the sword light appeared cracks, but the gap between the cracks and the collapse was sometimes irreparable. When Bi Fang was exhausted, Mo Feng's red gold shield slammed on Bi Fang's body. The power of this attack was not great, but this attack was the beginning of Bi Fang's defeat.

"Bang..." As Bi Fang flew out, roaring bullets came over, and he kept waving his long sword in the air to block it, but it was too difficult for him to adjust his posture in the air. Faced with the roar bullets, he was almost hit one by one.

"Boom...boom...boom...boom..." Every roaring bomb hit Bi Fang, causing Bi Fang to vent blood. However, this series of roaring bombs directly hit Bi Fang, and he had no chance to fall underground and take action again.

"Hiss..." Finally, when Mo Feng's fifteenth roar bomb hit, Bi Fang's robe was torn to pieces, and a roaring cone blasted into Bi Fang's chest, and then exploded with a bang, Bi Fang's chest was immediately covered in blood.

After this attack, Mo Feng did not continue to pursue. It was not that Mo Feng did not want to kill Bi Fang, but because Mo Feng knew that Bi Fang's soul-killing had absorbed enough souls. Even if Bi Fang was killed, Bi Fang could be reborn, and that would be equivalent to invisibly destroying his soul-killing.

That was his first almost perfect work. Mo Feng didn't want to destroy it just like that. It can be said that he saved Bi Fang's life by robbing his soul.

"You are too weak..." These are the four words Mo Feng left for Bi Fang. After these four words fell, Mo Feng disappeared. Bi Fang, who fell on the ground, had turned green.

He looked at the direction where Mo Feng disappeared with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

The battle from beginning to end only lasted for more than a minute, but this more than a minute made Bi Fang feel an illusion that his opponent was invincible.

The continuous invisible attacks made me not even able to fight back. My red gold robe was a truly top-quality spiritual weapon, and the red gold robe was smashed. Bi Fang had no doubt that if he had not had the red gold robe, he would have to be reborn today by snatching the soul.

"Swoosh swish swish swish..." One after another, a series of figures flew towards this side. These people came here when they heard the sound of fighting here. When they appeared here, they saw Bi Fang kneeling on the ground holding the Thunderbolt.

To be honest, Bi Fang's injury was not serious, but the blood stains caused by the rupture of his chest looked very serious. There was no depression. When he saw this, many people chose to take action, and they could not resist the temptation of the soul.

"Buzz..." The sword light shook, and more than a dozen people rushing towards Bi Fang were killed with one knife. Bi Fang stood up and turned into the war demon again. His eyes swept to the four sides, and many people chose to avoid seeing Bi Fang's eyes.

"Brother Bi Fang! What's going on!" A figure rushed over and ran to Bi Fang, but he did not attack Bi Fang. From his eyes, it can be seen that he and Bi Fang should have a good relationship.

"I'm defeated..." Bi Fang looked at Chishen who was coming with a hint of loss in his eyes. After just over a minute of fighting, he took the lead, but was beaten by the man in the face without any ability to fight back. This was the first time since Bi Fang had been defeated so depressed.

"You challenge Chu Tianji again?" Chi Shuo thought of Chu Tianji when he heard Bi Fang's words, but then Bi Fang's words made everyone present crazy: "It's not Chu Tianji! It's a fantasy..."
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