The Summoner of the Battle of All Realms

"The flowers are not flowers, and the mist is not mist. Is this it? The illusion is really too fast." Fusu clenched his fists tightly.

On his fist, four cuts appeared, bleeding with blood.

He was injured in the previous confrontation.

Fortunately, Fusu was strong enough, so this could only be regarded as a minor injury.

If he hadn't been so quick to dodge when he saw the opportunity just now, he wouldn't have been as simple as a scar at that moment, and the black flames would have definitely entangled him.

…

The vigilance in Fusu's heart suddenly rose to the extreme, what a weird movement, what a weird pace.

"Hmph", looking at Fusu's vigilant look, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but snorted, "I want to hide away, it's a good idea, this sword will kill you directly", Zhao Sheng snorted, and the movements of his hands were not at all. Slowly, take action directly with four swords.

"Do you really think I have no way to deal with you? It's ridiculous." Fusu couldn't help but snorted. At this critical moment, Fusu actually closed his eyes.

"The Twelve Realms of the Zodiac - the Archer Realm, open", the talent of the Archer Realm allows Fusu to gain powerful insight and perception.

"Brush", four air currents cut through the air. At this moment, everything is so slow and everything is so quiet.

It seems that everything between heaven and earth has become insignificant and disappeared.

The four figures overlapped and disappeared, then disappeared and reunited. At this moment, a bright light suddenly appeared in Fusu's mind.

"Buzz", Fusu's mind suddenly became bright. Fusu suddenly opened his eyes and stretched out his left hand.

Chapter 742 The golden cicada escapes its shell. If you don’t die in old age, you are a thief.

Zhao Sheng was stunned and looked at Fusu blankly, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Because he discovered that his Black Flame Sword had been caught.

Fusu opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Sheng in front of him.

Fusu was seen standing, holding the black flame sword tightly with his left hand. At this time, the flame on the black flame sword continued to burn, as if it was extinguished by some mysterious force.

Fusu grabbed the black flame sword with his left hand, preventing it from moving forward at all. In Fusu's hand, blood kept falling and fell to the ground.

The tip of the black flame sword was pressed against Fusu's throat. If he advanced even a tiny bit further, Fusu would die.

Fusu didn't seem to feel any pain, and the burning of the black flame became insignificant.

"How... how is it possible?" Zhao Sheng had an incredible look on his face. He never thought that Fusu would catch his black flame sword, and at such a critical time, you know, as long as he moves forward At no point, Fusu's fate would be death.

"The flowers are not flowers, the mist is not mist, they are indeed very powerful." Fusu exclaimed with admiration. "Zhao Sheng, I have to admit that you are a genius. You can create such weird martial arts." Fusu said Expressing admiration.

The flowers are not flowers, the mist is not mist, it is almost the same as the clone technique.

"It's impossible. No one has ever been able to break this move. Everyone who has seen this move is already dead." Zhao Sheng said with deep disbelief.

"You have your trump card, and I also have mine, Zhao Sheng, forever." Fusu held the black flame sword holding Zhao Sheng, and attacked Zhao Sheng directly with the flying sword in his hand.

"Brush", at this time, Zhao Sheng chose to abandon his pawn to save his chariot. Seeing Fusu's actions, he abandoned the black flame sword and fled into the distance.

"Stab", Fusu directly tore Zhao Sheng's clothes into pieces.

"It's not good for the golden cicada to escape from its shell." Fusu's expression couldn't help but change. He didn't expect that Zhao Sheng would be so shameless and run away after losing. It was really shameless.

Seeing Zhao Sheng's fast-moving figure, Fusu hurriedly shouted to Concubine Yan, "Feiyan, keep him."

There is a saying that goes, "If you are too old to die, you are a thief." Zhao Sheng, the old boy who never dies, is such a thief. He never expected that the opponent's escape skills would be so good.

What an old fox.

It’s impossible to guard against it.

When Concubine Yan heard Fusu's words, she happened to see Zhao Sheng running away. Concubine Yan didn't say anything. The "Golden Crow Burning Flame Technique" was operating to the extreme, and then, a palm shot came out, which was the Fire Cloud Palm.

"Bang", Huoyun Palm directly slapped Zhao Sheng on the back.

"Poof", Zhao Sheng's body shook, and then he spurted out a mouthful of blood, but Zhao Sheng was worthy of being Zhao Sheng. Even so, Zhao Sheng still did not stop in his footsteps and left quickly.

Concubine Yan was stunned when she saw this scene. She didn't expect that this old man had such strong willpower.

Concubine Yan said and wanted to catch up.

"Don't go." Fusu saw Concubine Yan wanting to chase her and immediately stopped her.

"One has already escaped. This one cannot escape again." Fusu turned his attention to Wei Zhuang, who was fighting Pei Yuanqing.

After running away a Zhao Sheng and getting a Wei Zhuang, this business does not seem to be losing money.

"Yes." Concubine Yan nodded, looking at Fusu's bleeding hand with concern on her face, "You are injured."

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury." Fusu's current character is Wei Zhuang, and he will never let Wei Zhuang go again.

Wei Zhuang looked at the situation around him and his face was very ugly. Except for Bai Feng, everyone seemed to be in bad condition.

At this moment, Wei Zhuang suddenly found that he was surrounded. One Pei Yuanqing was not enough, but there were also Concubine Yan and Fu Su.

Suddenly, Wei Zhuang's heart sank to the bottom.

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"Bang", with a heavy blow, the swan fell directly from the sky. Although Jiutian also lost a lot of bird feathers, he won a great victory.

"唳", Jiutian couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and scream after winning, and then continued to fly in the air.

When Bai Feng saw Hong Hu's defeat, his expression tightened. He tried to stay away from Luo Cheng with the help of his body skills, but unfortunately, he could not succeed and was directly stopped by Luo Cheng.

"Hmph, if you still care about others during your fight with me, you are simply seeking death." A trace of murderous intent flashed across Luo Cheng's stern face.

The five-hook divine flying silver spear in his hand attacked Bai Feng's neck.

This move is really fast, ruthless and accurate, which is in line with Luo Cheng's shooting skills.

"Dang", Bai Feng stretched out his hand directly and wanted to block it, but how could he block it.

The feather blade in his hand shattered directly, and the bones in his hand were broken directly, and then floated behind him.

"Well..." Bai Feng couldn't help but snorted.

Just now, he had been entangled with Luo Cheng, not attacking, and kept wandering around.

But just a moment ago, because he was concerned about Honghu's comfort, he had a flaw and was caught by Luo Cheng instantly.

At this time, Bai Feng didn't dare to act rashly and looked at Luo Cheng from a distance.