C2519 (1/2)
Entering the wasteland, Xiaobai's speed is even faster. Fang Yang can only use the power of the silver dragon to keep up with Xiaobai.
Unknowingly, it has been out of the suburbs and into a precipitous mountain range.
Here, Xiaobai's action slowed down, step by step forward, moving his nose while walking.
Seeing this, Fang Yang became alert, drew out the dragon scale sword, and looked around warily.
All of a sudden, Xiaobai stopped, and the color of doubt flickered in his pupils.
”What's the matter?”
”Han Ming's breath has disappeared here!”
Xiaobai's nose is very sensitive. It can be seen from a hundred miles away.
But when he got here, he couldn't smell Han Ming, which made him puzzled.
Fang Yang squatted down and touched Xiaobai's head: ”if we can't smell it, we can't smell it. Since we can find the trace of Han Ming for the first time, we can find the second...”
At this point, Fang Yang suddenly stopped, and an evil wind came from behind.
Fang Yang reacts quickly, picks up Xiaobai and rolls on the spot.
”Bang!”
Stone flying, in the square Yang with white just squatting place appeared a ditch!
Fang Yang turned as like as two peas in front of him, standing in front of him, a middle-aged man, who was different from the old man Han Ming who first saw him. But he smells like Han Ming.
He once said that the skills of their evil spirit hall can separate the soul from the flesh. That is to say, this middle-aged man is the flesh body Han Ming found temporarily. His own body is not here at all.
”What a cunning Han Ming, he left himself a bomb and hid his body!”
Seeing Fang Yang's ugly face, Han Ming said with a smile: ”it's worthy of being the leader of the elite team. The method is powerful. It's amazing that he can come here from a hundred Li!”
Fang Yang's heart moved, he became the leader of the elite team, only the yinshizongmen knew, how did they know about the evil spirit hall?
Can we say that the interior of the hermit sect was infiltrated by the evil spirit hall?
”Yes, if you don't have the ability, how can you catch up with an old man who runs faster than a dog?”
Han Ming was not angry either. He said with a smile: ”Fang Yang, are you sure you can beat me? Are you sure I'm not setting up an ambush here? ”
Hearing this, Fang Yang was shocked, and his face remained unchanged: ”Oh? Is it? Then call out all your people
Han Ming's eyes narrowed gradually, and the cold light was shining at the bottom of his eyes.
He was also helpless. He thought he could sneak attack Fang Yang, but he didn't expect that Fang Yang's reaction was so fast that he dodged in an instant.
Fang Yang puts Xiaobai on the ground, and his mind moves. There is a sound of dragon chanting in his body. The power of golden dragon, white dragon, silver dragon and Thunder Dragon surges up. The power of Yellow Dragon is used by Fang Yang to absorb the aura of the deep ground.
But elder Han didn't dare to raise the evil spirit.
”Do you need a call? I can do it myself
Han Ming suddenly roared, his arm waved forward, and a black thread wrapped around Fang Yang.
His speed is fast, Fang Yang's response is not slow!
What's more, Fang Yang has been staring at him. When he saw his shoulder shaking, Fang Yang made a response.
With a stomp of the sole of the foot, the body floats in the air, the wrist moves, the dragon scale sword swings, a stream of real Qi surges up, the fluorescence flashes up, and then countless sword Qi bursts out from the dragon scale sword.
The sword Qi is dense, just like raindrops.
When the black line collided with the sword Qi, it suddenly made a dull sound.
Then the black line disappeared and the sword Qi was castrated.
Han Ming's pupils shrink. He didn't fight Fang Yang last time. Although he didn't fight Fang Yang that time, it was Fang Yang who used other things.
And now, with his own strength alone, he has surpassed himself?
”That boy is right. Fang Yang's strength is unfathomable!”
Han Ming didn't dare to be careless. He drew a circle in front of his chest with his palm. The black air condensed. When he looked coldly, it was like a black hole.
”Go
Han Ming drinks softly, and the black hole in his hand rises up and blocks his head.
The sword gas falls into the black hole.
There was no sound, no fluctuation of real Qi, so it disappeared.
”The sword doesn't work? This old man Han Ming's strength has been improved! ”
Fang Yang's shoulder swung and his body rushed straight at Han Ming. His speed was amazing, just like a flash of lightning. He appeared in front of Han Ming.