small country farmer

Chapter 756

With Lan Fang's sweet shout, the whole Zhangjiazhuang suddenly became agitated, and black figures flashed out in an instant.

Those green and unfamiliar faces were full of fierceness, there were men and women among them, all of them had cold expressions and extremely sharp eyes.

There was a faint aura exuding from everyone's body, giving people an extremely powerful feeling, even a little domineering.

They were the Mohist class formed by Moying back then. After several years of training, each of them is now a master of ancient martial arts, and they are definitely first-class masters in the real world.

"Mojiaban, do it!" Lan Fang's tone was extraordinarily cold, and she shouted coquettishly.

All the warriors in the Mohist class showed unkind expressions, shouted heavily, and attacked everyone in the cup.

This sudden change made everyone in CUP turn pale with shock, and even Fang Tian beside him frowned.

The appearance of the Mohist class was beyond the expectations of the great elder Fang Tian. He never imagined that such a group of ancient martial arts masters were hidden in this ordinary Zhangjiazhuang.

You must know that ancient martial arts masters are different from monks. The physical bodies of warriors have been trained by the devil, and they are extremely sturdy, which is not comparable to that of ordinary monks.

I had underestimated this family estate before.

The Great Elder Fang Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he felt more and more that the existence of Zhangjiazhuang was a great threat to CUP.

Must be divided and then fast.

Fang Tian's expression was gloomy and gloomy, and he let out a cold snort of disdain.

"Everyone in the CUP listens! Attack with all your might!"

Following Dachang Fangtian's order, everyone in the CUP shouted angrily, picked up their weapons and devices, and swept towards everyone in the Mohist class with cold murderous intent.

Everyone in the Mohist class was naturally not to be outdone, and with their weird movements, they narrowly avoided the attacks of those weapons and shells, made a monstrous killing sound, and rushed directly into the cup crowd.

"kill!"

The powerful physical body of the warrior is very comparable to others, and various ancient martial arts moves are displayed one by one as everyone in the Mohist class performs.

Although their strength is comparable to that of everyone in the cup, their strong physical bodies are a big advantage.

The visual impact of punches to the flesh, as well as the dull screams, are all showing the amazing strength of Mojiaban.

This is a big trump card, and also Zhangjiazhuang's hidden trump card.

On weekdays, the Mohist class does not show the mountains and does not show water. At this critical moment, the Mohist class finally played a key role.

All this was beyond the expectations of the Great Elder Fang Tian.

His face became more and more gloomy, extremely ugly, his eyes were full of gloomy light, and the murderous intent in his heart became more and more intense.

In his opinion, Zhangjiazhuang is a big problem, and it will definitely become a big obstacle to stop CUP in the future.

Just when he was distracted, Mo Ying and Bai Tong's two sword lights, one white and one black, struck towards Fang Tian as fast as lightning.

Fang Tian was startled, his expression was incomparably gloomy, his eyes were full of extreme coldness, his heart was full of murderous intent, and he was even more resentful.

"court death!"

Fang Tian grasped suddenly with both hands, and suddenly two whirlwinds appeared out of thin air, and with a deep shout from him, the two sword lights, one white and one black, dissipated instantly.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Tian's eyes flickered coldly, and he let out a cold snort. While his figure was shaking, he stretched out his hands, and instantly grabbed Mo Ying and Bai Tong.

Fang Tian's whole body is full of monstrous aura of transforming gods, and that powerful aura is extremely terrifying, and it is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Mo Ying and Bai Tong frowned slightly, their eyes were full of fear, and their expressions were extremely dignified. They hurriedly activated their respective cultivation bases, put the long swords in their hands across their chests, and made preparations for defense.

Bang!Bang!
A dull roar sounded instantly, and Fang Tian's two big hands slapped the long swords on Mo Ying's and Bai Tong's chests respectively.

The two terrifying impacts instantly made Mo Ying and Bai Tong's faces turn pale, their eyes shrank suddenly, the blood in their bodies surged violently, their bodies shook suddenly, and blood spurted out one after another, and the two rolled back almost at the same time and go.

The powerhouse at the peak of Huashen is the peak of Huashen after all, and the terrifying strength is definitely not something that two Nascent Soul masters can compete with.

Mo Ying and Bai Tong backed away, with bitterness in their eyes, they knew that their strength was still too weak after all.

But in the next second, their eyes shone with an extremely strong light, very determined.

They knew that if both of them couldn't stop that great elder Fang Tian, ​​Zhangjiazhuang might really be in danger today.

For Zhangjiazhuang and for Zhang Wei, they must fight to the end.

Mo Ying and Bai Tong turned their heads almost at the same time and looked at each other. They both saw the tenacity and stubbornness in each other's eyes, and even the fearlessness.

The two nodded with incomparable firmness, and when they were about to attack Fang Tian again, they suddenly heard a shout, and the two looked startled, and looked forward one after another.

That coquettish drink was made by Lan Fang. At this moment, Lan Fang's face was determined, fearless, and went forward bravely.

Seeing that Mo Ying and Bai Tong were both injured at the same time, she naturally didn't want to back down.

Although her strength is only Jindan, she still has to fight to the death with that Fang Tian.

Everything is for Zhangjiazhuang.

"Miss Xiaofang!"

When Mo Ying and Bai Tong saw Lan Fang rushing out, their expressions changed drastically. They were startled and uneasy, and they exclaimed almost at the same time.

The next second, they heard Fang Tian roll, and a terrifying whirlwind swept Lan Fang away.

Lan Fang was not as strong as the Golden Core, so naturally she couldn't resist Fang Tian, ​​and was immediately swept by the terrifying whirlwind, spewing out a mouthful of blood, and was directly seriously injured.

Mo Ying and Bai Tong's faces were pale, and their eyes were full of anger. They performed their respective cultivation levels again, held long swords, and made another sword move.

Two sword glows, one white and one black, formed again, and this time they were even more intertwined, forming a fierce black and white sword glow.

Where the huge black and white sword light passed, a strong wind blew up, and the surrounding space trembled, as if it was about to be torn apart.

This time the attack was extremely powerful, beyond the strength range of the two, it was a joint blow of the two.

Fang Tian frowned, his eyes flickered, a hint of shock flashed undetectably, and he let out a cold snort of disdain, but he used [-]% of his strength in his body.

It can be seen that he made a real move this time.

In an instant, a terrifying hurricane erupted around him, and the monstrous aura rushed straight to Xiao Han, which was incomparably astonishing.

Accompanied by his deep drink, his body shook, and an invisible huge palm instantly slapped the black and white sword light.

That invisible big hand seemed to come from the sky, with the mighty power of the sky, and even the muffled rumbling thunder could be heard.

boom!
When the huge palm pressed against the black and white sword light, a terrifying explosion instantly shook the world in all directions.

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind swept away, and the entire sky above Zhangjiazhuang was completely shrouded in darkness, as if it was the end of the day.

The terrifying impact formed a huge air wave, shaking in all directions, no less than a 12-level typhoon.

The eyes of Bai Tong and Mo Ying shrank suddenly, their minds went blank, and they couldn't dodge at all. They were immediately hit by the air wave, and blood spurted out together, and they rolled back like a kite with a broken string.

The expressions of Lan Fang and Mo's class on the side also changed drastically, and they dodged the impact of the air wave in panic.

After all, their strength was not as good as Fang Tian's, and everyone couldn't dodge in time. When they were instantly hit by the terrifying air wave, they were injured to varying degrees, and the aura formed before was instantly diluted.

The faces of everyone in the Mohist class turned pale, with horror in their eyes.

Fang Tian waved his big hand, his cold eyes swept Lan Fang's people coldly, his expression was extremely ferocious, and he looked condescending.

"Unbelievable!"

Immediately, he glanced at everyone in Cup and gave a cold order.

"Do it! Take it all for me!"

(End of this chapter)