Reverend Insanity

The last battle, the Ancient Moon is against the Ancient Moon!

“Yo, that's funny. ”

“I can't believe it was a brotherly duel. ”

“Square...” The chief sees here, the smile in the corner of his mouth converges, "the biggest shadow in your heart is your brother Fong Yuan. Defeat him. You have the Red Iron True Dollar, but you also have the Jade Skin Maneuver, which is both defensive and defensive and has great advantages. Break this shadow and you'll be a real freshman! ”

The final battle has finally arrived.

The brothers stood on the same stage and looked at each other remotely.

The residual yang is like blood...

The light of dusk is like laying a luxurious rug on the ring stage.

Very similar face.

My brother burned with war, and my brother's eyes were deep.

“Brother...” Fang Zheng and his fists clenched, staring closely at the square source, the tone was firm, “You must admit to losing! I've gone two turns, and the Red Iron Real Yuan is more than 80%, and your Bronze Real Yuan is only 44%. You don't have a chance. ”

Fang Yuan looked at his brother lightly: “My true Yuan, you know very well. But you don't have to talk about this nonsense. If winning or losing is judged by the true dollar alone, then why fight? ”

Fang Zhengzheng, swirling and flaming, the fire bears in his eyes burned.

In fact, deep down in his heart, he didn't want to admit defeat. After all, Fangyuan is his brother, so he should say the same thing.

If you don't say it, it's a little too much.

“Brother, if you insist, I'll have to do it!” Before the voice goes down, the square turns toward the source.

“Again!” Under the scene, Asahi looked at the scene and couldn't help but bite his teeth. He made up his mind. When he went back, he must practise himself hard. He will return this humiliation to Fang Zheng ten times in the future!

“Fang Yuan is finished, he doesn't have my dragon pills.” Red City laughed with a smile in his arms and was blessed.

Square rushes forward, instantly closing the distance to the source. His hands lit up a moonlight.

Fangyuan looked like iron, without a slight change, he looked at Fangfang approaching quickly, standing still, just as slowly as the blue moon fluttered like water in his right palm.

Suddenly!

At the foot of Fangyuan, he took a few steps in a row, but he didn't step back, and he backfired.

“This!” Fang did not anticipate the impact of Square Source. He couldn't help but panic and hurriedly shot a moon blade.

Fangyuan rushed over, twisting his shape, and the blade of the moon rubbed past him.

He was indifferent, not roaring, not groaning, but in silence, he created an absolutely ruthless atmosphere.

He retreated consciously, and his limit distance was six meters, but now he was less than five meters from the source. Now he's going to pull the distance.

Shh shh.

Fang Zheng backed away, his right palm flipped continuously, and the blade of the moon continued to urge out, trying to push back Fang Yuan.

Square footsteps are continuous, compact, extremely flexible and violently shaken, each time avoiding the shooting blade of the moon in millimeters.

“This square is bolder!” Drug-Red shouted.

“To fight like this is to live and die.” Blue books are also silent.

“Another battle lunatic!” He chewed his teeth with indifference and glanced at the Red Mountain, not far away.

Red Mountain still has no expression on its face, but its eyes are flashing.

The noise in the crowd stopped and watched the battle on the ring.

The blade of the moon and the source rubbed past. From time to time, the face of the source reflected a glimmer of blue. His indifferent expression has remained unchanged, and his battle talent is at a glance in every frightening and indulgent evasion!

Off the field, the elderly and the elderly show a heavy divine colour.

Akagi and Abyssal North opened their mouths and watched Fangyuan evade a single blade of the moon in horror.

How the hell did he do that? Countless learners are surrounded by a big question mark.

Hmm, the source of 500 years of combat experience is comparable to being taught a year by a four-wheeler?

In the eyes of the square source, the square is as shallow as a clear stream, no matter how the stream flows, where it flows, whatever the turns between steep mountain rocks, he can see through the water at a glance.

Every attack of the blade of the moon, not suddenly, requires a process. The right hand has to be flipped, which is the best sign.

In Square's eyes, Square's right shoulder gave him a lot of information every time he shook, every time his wrist flipped, every time he stepped on his foot. He can see through every attack, retreat, and escape, and even guess what he's thinking right now.

Right in the head, it's masked!

The source covered more than 10 years of shadow in his heart, spreading rapidly into darkness, dragging him into the abyss.

Panicked emotions remind him of the Tamaki. Fangyuan's strong push made him nervous, kept him breathless, kept him from thinking about other things.

That's the gap in experience, that's the difference!

In the idea of the source, one's heritage is more important than that of the spring and autumn cicadas, which is one of its greatest dependencies.

He can count on no sheikhs, no elders, no relatives, no friends, no insects.

He was never on his own!

In this world, only you can ever rely on yourself!!

What companions, comrades, is just a pretext for the weak to hide their incompetence and expect others to save them.

Finally close!

Boom.

Fang Yuan punched it out in secret, right in the middle of the abdomen.

Fang Zheng suddenly bowed down his waist, the strength of his fist almost hit him to spit out. He hurried his arms to cover his head, his figure was short and he took a big step backwards, reflecting his solid basic work at a critical juncture.

“Where have you been?” Square eyeballs widen and spin rapidly, looking for a square figure between the gaps in your arms.

“In the back!” This idea just came up and felt a heavy blow to the waist.

He suddenly lost his focus and fell to the ground.

However, Fang was also hard-trained. Following this movement, he turned a heel on the ground, while his palms turned backwards and shot a moon blade.

This is the action that the chief taught him about combat experience.

If you are an ordinary person, you are afraid to follow Fang directly behind you. If you can't react, you will be shot by this Moon Blade. Even if they fail, they will be forced to retreat.

But who is Fang Yuan? Even ancient Yuebo and his experience are definitely not enough to see.

Fangyuan Anbao became a car and did not chase it directly. Instead, they circled around a circle, approaching the square. The blade shot through the air without suspension.

Fang Zheng thought that he had pulled away the distance. He stood up and was about to reorganize the flag drum, but heard a cry.

“It's a boxing wind!” In the sight of this moment, it is only in time for this idea to emerge.

Then the next moment, he was hit hard in the ear by Square Source's fist.

Boom.

His eyes suddenly darkened and a strong vertigo caused him to lose his balance and fall to the ground completely.

He lay on the ground with two feet of breath, which slowed down, and as his vision gradually cleared, he was able to see the two feet of the convenient source, standing right in front of himself.

He realized how ugly he was. He lay on the ground, like a dog, while the source stood high above himself.

“Shit!” Square is angry and wants to climb up.

In front of all eyes, Fang Yuan lifted his right foot and stepped on it.

Boom.

Fang Zheng's head was severely stomped by Fang Yuan, like a rock ball hit the ring stage, making a loud noise.

“Shit!” Square is furious and wants to climb up again.

The source looked cold and stepped again.

Boom.

Fang Zheng's head hit the ring fiercely, his scalp was smashed and his blood continued to flow.

“Shit! Damn it!” One mouthful of steel teeth was about to bite, and the anger in his chest almost burned his whole body. He raised his head again and wanted to stand up.

Boom.

Fangyuan stepped on his head for the third time, this time without loosening his legs. Huge force pressed down, squeezing square cheeks hard on the ring stage.

Fang Zheng's face was about to become deformed. He gasped heavily and couldn't resist. He felt like he was pressing a boulder on his head, and no matter how he struggled with it, the boulder couldn't move.

“By the way, how could I forget, and the moonlight trick!” Under desperate circumstances, Fang Zheng Lingling suddenly thought of the moonlight trick.

His right palm paused when the moonlight swelled.

But how could Fangyuan not have noticed?

The sound rang slightly, and he shot a blade of the moon, directly in the middle of his right palm.

Aah!

Fang Zheng suddenly burst into a scream, and the pain came, shaking his body like electric shock.

His palms were almost squared through, revealing tragic white bones. The moonlight trick in the palm of your hand was also devastated and you are dying!