My talent is too competitive, the start level is full

I saw that the sharp blood light and the violent fire light collided again.

Each flew out backwards.

"puff--"

Fang Chen was the first to vomit blood.

Another liter of blood, dyed the world red.

The breath became more sluggish.

"Are you addicted to acting, or addicted to vomiting blood?"

Xuanwu Spirit was speechless.

He could clearly sense that Fang Chen had nothing to do!

At this time, Di Wang had a look of disbelief.

The blood-red eyes slowly faded.

On the burly soul body, the cracks rapidly expanded, shattered with a "boom", and dissipated.

"The emperor has lost?!"

Everyone was shocked.

What the hell?

As Di Duan of the Raksha clan, in close combat, he couldn't beat Fang Chen who was on the verge of death? !

Fang Chen's face was pale, covered in blood, and he flew back tremblingly.

After collecting the origin of the Seven Wisps of the Great Dao from Di Wang.

Scanning the crowd, he shouted coldly: "Waiting for all races, is there no one left?"

Hearing the words, all the arrogances of alien races suddenly became angry.

Damn, what are you crazy about?

How dare a dying person dare to yell loudly? !

"court death!"

The barbarian Tianjiao Gufeng, furious, stepped forward before everyone else.

A pair of big eyes stared at Fang Chen.

In the anger, there is an undisguised greed.

Don't dare to talk nonsense at all, for fear of being picked up by others.

The boundless evil spirit surged around him.

Imagining an ancient dragon elephant, with four hooves like pillars of heaven, stomping on the void, rushing towards Fang Chen.

The terrifying power crushed the void, like a mirror, shattering inch by inch.

Fang Chen laughed bloodily.

As brave as death, he went up to the ancient peak.

Rumble!

The flames are raging, and the sky is turned upside down...

After a moment.

"puff--"

Fang Chen vomited blood again.

The body is cracked, crumbling, and the breath is weak and inaudible.

It's like a gust of wind can blow him down!

As for Gu Feng, his soul and body shattered and he fell on the spot.

When he was dying, Gu Feng stared at Fang Chen, his eyes were full of deep unwillingness!

Just a little.

Just a little short, I can kill this ancient race and get many treasures!

Damn, why! ?

"Who else?"

Fang Chen roared with difficulty.

Seeing many monks, his eyes lit up, and he was instantly relieved.

Fortunately, Wanzu is easy to deceive. If they were in the world of real martial arts, they would have been suspicious long ago.

The eyes of a group of foreign arrogances suddenly lit up.

Like a rich wolf staring at fat, full of greed and desire.

The ancients couldn't stand it anymore!

Going up now, you can definitely strangle him easily.

All of a sudden, all the alien races went crazy.

Competing to challenge Fang Chen.

The two holy soldiers belong to them!

"I come!"

A celestial ghost race took the lead and killed Fang Chen.

Fang Chen fought bloody again.

After a bloody battle.

boom!

Fang Chen envoys the ancient holy soldiers, "difficultly" burns the opponent to death.

"puff--"

This time, he vomited three liters of blood.

He was covered in blood and was miserable.

But the alien arrogances have already gone crazy at this time.

Fang Chen's appearance of falling down at any time directly stimulated their greed.

There is no sense at all.

There is only one thought in my mind.

This ancient race is about to die, as long as I go up and crush him with one punch, the two great holy soldiers will be mine!

One after the other, it's all crazy.

"puff!"

Fang Chen killed one person and vomited three liters of blood.

"puff!"

He vomited another five liters of blood.

"puff!"

Seven liters of blood.

……

Fang Chen vomited blood every time he fought hard against a foreign race.

The pitch-black Zhige Lake under his feet seemed to be dyed red by fresh blood.

However, the aliens who challenged Fang Chen continued without stopping!

"..."

The spirit of Xuanwu is numb.

Now he finally understood what Fang Chen was doing.

This guy is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, fishing!

Looking at the wave after wave, rushing to death the alien arrogance.

There was a trace of pity in the eyes of the Xuanwu Spirit.

"It's really stupid!"

……

In the camp of the Tiangui clan.

The bone erosion whose soul body was killed suddenly opened his eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The soul body was destroyed, hurting the soul.

His aura declined visibly with the naked eye, and his strength suffered a lot.

The fellow roared, "I'm not reconciled!"

Just now, he was just a little bit close to killing that kid and winning the two holy soldiers!

Immediately, the bone erosion stopped recuperating, and went directly to the elder.

"I implore the elders to give the quasi-sacred medicine."

"I want revenge!"

The elder pondered for a moment, and finally gave it, which was very painful.

After all... those are the two great holy soldiers, if they can get them, it will be of great benefit to their clan.

After a few sticks of incense, he refined the quasi-sacred medicine's bone erosion, temporarily suppressed his injuries, and entered the battlefield of the heavens again!

"Boy, you better not die so soon!"

At this moment, in the camps of all ethnic groups, scenes like bone erosion were staged.

The alien geniuses who were "difficultly" killed by Fang Chen were full of dissatisfaction, and sought the healing medicine and quasi-sacred medicine. After temporarily suppressing their injuries, they entered the battlefield again without looking back.

Just a little bit.

That kid was obviously exhausted and was on the verge of death, as long as they persisted, they would be able to kill that kid and win the Holy Weapon.

Just that!

The group of alien races who entered the Xuanwu battlefield again flew in the direction of Xuanwu Xiantai like crazy.

Damn it, I can't let others take advantage of Fang Chen, who I desperately disabled!

……

At this time, on Zhige Lake, the arrogance of all ethnic groups is still dying.

It's just that after dozens of alien races fell, the frequency obviously began to drop.

Everyone stared at the crumbling Fang Chen, muttering in their hearts.

Why is he still alive?

He was already on the verge of death after the battle with the bone erosion, why is he still on the verge of death now?

Are you dead or not?

For a moment, everyone was a little apprehensive, and many people who felt that their strength was insufficient had silently retreated.

When Fang Chen saw it, his eyes widened, this is too bad!

At least there were nearly a thousand people, but he only caught less than a hundred people.

The origin of the Dao is only more than 300 strands.

This is not enough!