God of Life and Death

The young man of the Raksha tribe jumped his feet and restrained his phantom.

He pointed to Fang Yue's nose and cursed: "You are too shameless, you actually calculated it in an upright battle!"

At this time, the teenagers of the Raksha tribe no longer had the calmness and calmness they had before, let alone the emotion and spirit of standing on the summit of the supreme, overlooking everything, and life lonely as snow. Fang Yue sneered: "A scheme? Didn't you see that my blood sprayed on your phantom? It's obviously that you are not vigilant, OK, how can you shirk all the responsibilities on me? And, I used too much force just now, and it’s normal to squirt out a mouthful of blood!

The frame is injured, and even the blood is not allowed to be sprayed. This is too unreasonable for any reason! ~"

Fang Yue was entangled and stunned the young Raksha tribe. This special code is all right. Obviously, he was holding it, right?

But by the way, he felt that his words were poor, and he really couldn't say Fang Yue.

In the end, the teenager of the Raksha tribe had no choice but to bow down to the wind and make an impressive move.

With his cold palms breaking through the void, he displayed his own assassin.

"Ghost Claw!"

As the young people of the Raksha tribe spoke these three words, the hearts of the onlookers were temporarily lifted into their throats.

Ghost claws are the stunt of the Raksha tribe.

Like a ghost like a charm, there is nowhere to escape.

Once this trick is displayed, it is almost inevitable. If it can survive it, it may be able to escape for a while, but if it can't survive it, it will be in the ghost claws and it will definitely become ashes.

"what!"

Fang Yue screamed.

The ghost claw hadn't fallen yet, as if he had been concentrated.

Fang Yue's screams made the young Raksha clan puzzled. His hand hadn't touched half of the hair on Fang Yue's body. He was just idle, he called a wool!

"You don't wash your hands, it's so dirty!"

Fang Yue drew away, as fast as lightning.

His face was full of horror, and in his eyes, there was still such a shame...rejection!

A teenager from the Raksha tribe, his mouth twitched. He seemed to feel countless weird gazes looking at him, this guy, what is in his mind, people are so clean, you can throw dirty water on them casually!

However, Fang Yue's figure gave a stab and ran out of sight.

According to the legend, the ghost claw that must be hit by the shot unexpectedly fell through, and even Fang Yue did not grasp a single leg hair.

The teenager of the Raksha tribe felt mad, what kind of person did he meet?

Shameless, and with unpredictable methods, they can actually crack their Raksha tribe's must-do skills!

At this time, there are more and more people around the ring. Before, the disciples of the Tongtian Sect left, they really couldn't bear to watch their fellow students being killed one by one by the teenagers of the Raksha tribe, splashing blood on the spot, and since Fang Yue appeared on the scene.

The solemn and low atmosphere in this ring was swept away.

There was also an inexplicable sense of joy.

What kind of method is this in the end, it can make such a battle surging with inexplicable joy.

At this time, Fang Yue took out a piece of paper talisman as if by coincidence, the paper talisman burned, "Skyfire meteor!"

In this sky, countless meteors passed by, smashed, broke through the air, each piece was the size of a human head, wrapped in a strong flame, and hit the ring!

"Quickly, let's watch the meteor shower together!"

Fang Yue was still muttering words as he moved his hands.

This young Raksha tribe is full of black lines. What kind of routine is this?

Skyfire meteor, three thousand spiritual stones each! After casting, it can cause a range attack! "

At this time, shouting voices came from the crowd. The merchants in Vientiane Pavilion were almost everywhere, and their efficiency was amazing at the level of professionalism.

Soon, there was a frenzy of buying skyfire meteors in the crowd.

The power of idols is immense. The other so-called Tianjiao can't even hold on to ten tricks in front of the teenagers of the Raksha tribe, but Fang Yue can constantly take advantage of them during the fight.

This contrasted the huge gap between the so-called Tianjiao and Fang Yue in the Tongtian Sect.

Fang Yue became the idol of the younger generation in the entire Tongtian Church.

On this day, the meteors are so powerful that even if they cannot cause huge damage, they are released as fireworks and firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, and they are also very brilliant.

The teenager of the Raksha tribe was smashed all over his head. His golden rule can only persist for a relatively short time, and he can persist in one move and a half, like an invincible King Kong, not invading by water or fire. Invulnerable.

However, the meteor fire rain continued to fall, and it lasted for a long time, making it difficult to completely block him. In the end, he was forced to be recruited and finally injured.

However, compared with the physical injury, the most serious injury of the Raksha clan teenager is his fragile and young heart. This human being is too shameless! Actually took Fu Lu into a fair duel with him.

This may be nothing, after all, a small amount is not a gentleman, non-toxic and not a husband. In order to win, unscrupulous things are sometimes understandable, but the question is, why do you still advertise here when you are fighting!

On such a serious occasion, they actually made it so serious.

The teenager of the Raksha tribe was angry, and in his heart, there was a wave of anger rising.

"Raksha's anger, burn yourself with anger!"

The teenager of the Raksha tribe used his assassin, and his whole body was surrounded by black flames.

"This is... Rakshasa fire!" In the Tongtian Sect, a very elderly strong man of the older generation said, his face was shocked.

"Raksha fire? Why haven't I heard of it!" Zhou Qing saw the expression on the face of this older generation of powerhouse, and suddenly understood that this flame might come from an extraordinary origin. "In the world of Xuanhuang, because there is no Raksha clan, there is no legend about Raksha fire, and I came into contact with Raksha fire in an ancient ruin! The history of that ruin can be traced back to In the ancient times, during that era, the land of the Xuanhuang world was in chaos. The human race was not the ruler of that era, and it was not even a strong race. The Raksha race still existed. Therefore, they had a fire It remained in the ruins. A ray of Raksha fire overflowed, burning a strong man on the second level of the i-turn realm to death. The flame could not rush

The face is like a bone-attached maggot, but its most terrifying place is not in this, but in that it not only burns the flesh, but also burns the soul.

The strong man in the rotation realm spent a full three months in pain and wailing, and was tortured by that ray of Raksha fire, suffering to death! "

The older generation of strong men said, and finally emphasized: "This Raksha fire is not only a powerful weapon to kill, but also an extremely severe torture!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing couldn't help but looked at Fang Yue on the ring, and Fang Yue seemed to be indifferent to the following statement.

Raksha fire?

What is this thing?

Fang Yue was full of curiosity and approached close to him, deliberately getting a hint of Raksha fire.

A young man from the Raksha tribe, with a ridiculous smile on his lips, he is a sinner, he can live, he has sinned, he cannot live!

In his eyes, Fang Yue is a self-inflicted, unliveable model. This Raksha fire, other people shunned it for fear, how could it be contaminated at will?

As Fang Yue and the teenager of the Raksha tribe were close to each other, a layer of flame was burning on the surface of Fang Yue's body. The flame around him was slightly dim. Although it was also black, it was black and the teenager of the Raksha tribe. Not the same type.

The black flame around Fang Yue's body was like a cloud of black ink, which could pollute everything, the purity of black. And Rakshasa fire, although it is also black, it is black and shiny, and it has a vaguely bright smell.

Two different black flames intertwined.

The Rakshasa fire seemed to be a son seeing a mouse, and its color instantly dimmed. Afterwards, the flames around Fang Yue's body gradually engulfed them, and finally disappeared completely.

"How is this possible!" The teenager of the Raksha tribe was surprised that even his front teeth were about to fall off!

The Raksha tribe, recorded in the classics of their tribe, is one of the most powerful fire species in the world. Gods block and kill gods and demons block and kill demons. They cannot be extinguished and will not perish.

Once this Raksha fire is contaminated, there should be only one dead end.

However, his Rakshasa fire confronted the human youth, not only did not show his power, but was swallowed by the flames of others!

"It tastes good! You can have a little more!" Fang Yue touched his mouth, as if the Rakshasa fire was eaten by him!

Not to mention the teenagers of the Raksha tribe, even Li Ruhai under the ring showed a devilish face.

He had also heard of the reputation of Raksha Huo. He originally thought that Fang Yue would temporarily avoid the edge and attack from the side after encountering Raksha Huo.

But he didn't expect that Fang Yue actually chose the hard way, and still used a very strange flame to win a big victory! "What kind of flame are you!" The teenagers of the Raksha tribe temporarily forgot to continue their shots. He must study clearly, what kind of flame this human race displays. Even the most powerful means of their Raksha family, Raksha fire, can be restrained. If everyone in the human race holds this flame, then they

In the future, the plan to aggressively invade the world of Xuanhuang will change slightly!

"You ask me? But I don't want to tell you!"

Fang Yue smiled mischievously and teased the young Raksha tribe.

With the absolute advantage of power, Fang Yue actually played casually. His flames actually don't have much secrets. Nether Fire, another very powerful supreme flame.

According to the truth, the power of the Netherfire is actually equivalent to that of the Rakshasa fire, but on the contrary, the two people's understanding of the flame is not at the same level.

Fang Yue's nether fire is mixed with the third-level flame avenue, and the condensing is not obvious, all is hidden in the nether fire by him, and the young people of the Raksha clan do not know the flame avenue.

A blessing with a great avenue, and some blessing without a great avenue, the strengths and weaknesses of them suddenly appear.

After all, the most powerful is never the secret method, but the person who performs the secret method!

Fang Yue and the teenagers of the Raksha tribe kept clashing, and the two showed their magical powers. You come and I meet each other, and you will see a trick, but all the teenagers of the Raksha tribe will lose out every time.

In the end, Fang Yue killed the young Raksha tribe to despair. His methods were too weird, and every shot would inevitably defeat the young Raksha tribe! The young Raksha tribe’s eyes were gray, and he lost his fighting spirit. Fang Yue almost became his nightmare. The proud tower in his heart collapsed and collapsed a little bit.