It's close, it's close

At this moment, both the demon soldiers, the Dragon Guard, the Poshan Army and the Southern Region soldiers were extremely nervous because they all knew that the result of this battle would come out soon.

The three figures were very fast.

In just a blink of an eye, it had already reached the setting sun.

But Canyang never wanted to avoid it. His unscrupulous eyes looked straight ahead, as if he could not "see" or feel it.

And at this moment, the three figures were finally completely united.

One sword, one palm, and one punch.

The target of the sword was naturally Canyang's forehead, but what was finally pierced was Canyang's shoulder. In just a moment, a bright red color appeared on the sky blue robe.

And the palm

Come from the side of the setting sun.

As Xing Yuanguo, who has countless experiences, he certainly couldn't pat his back, thighs, butts, and other places with one palm.

The palm is a knife and pats the throat of the set sun.

However, the final shot was above Canyang's chest, which was very dull, but it was accompanied by a "crack" sound of fracture.

As for one punch.

Of course, this punch was hit by Fang Zhengzhi.

Compared with Nangong Hao and Xing Yuanguo, his punch obviously does not have many fatal factors, but once it is hit, the effect will definitely be withstood.

Because he was thrusting at Canyang's face.

To put it bluntly.

After hitting the bomb, it immediately turned out to be sour, sweet, salty, spicy, bitter, and the five flavors were rippling.

In addition, there are definitely a few incisors that fall off.

but

His punch hit Canyang's palm.

Can a punch hitting the palm of your hand be considered a hit?

Of course not.

"Targeting, this is a very obvious targeting!" Fang Zhengzhi looked at the palm that was blocking his palm, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The speed of bursting out is obviously the fastest.

But what is the result?

Nangong Hao and Xing Yuanguo succeeded, but he was blocked by a palm.

What's more important is that he also saw another palm, a palm that was touching his crotch at lightning speed.

At this moment, Fang Zhengzhi's heart was trembling.

Canyang is definitely revenge. He actually forced Nangong Hao and Xing Yuanguo to take one sword and one palm, trying to fight with him to kill both sides.

This is what Fang Zhengzheng doesn't want to.

He forced his butt and squeezed his legs.

In any case, Fang Zhengzhi would not be able to let Canyang use his move to the position of Jue Sun. Even if he dies, he would not have hit this move.

because

This move can only be used by him on others.

"careful!"

At this moment, Xing Yuanguo's voice suddenly rang in Fang Zhengzhi's ears, making Fang Zhengzhi's ears buzzing.

Fang Zhengzhi certainly knew that Xing Yuanguo's words of caution were what he said to him, but he could see Canyang's sneaky palm clearly.

should

Isn't it okay?

While thinking this way, a dazzling golden holy light suddenly rose from him, which was a glorious light like the sun.

It was brighter than the previous golden holy light, dazzlingly brighter, and the entire sky was completely dyed golden at this moment.

"First and upright!"

As the golden holy light lit up, a roar also sounded.

Fang Zhengzhi subconsciously felt something was wrong. After a pause, he was ready to escape first. After all, the target of Setyang was himself.

However, it seems to be a little late.

Because Fang Zhengzhi already felt something seemed to be pressing on his chest.

Chest

For humans, this is a key part comparable to the demon eyes of the demon clan.

When he lowered his head, Fang Zhengzhi also saw a palm, which surprised him a little, because this palm should not appear here.

Could it be that the palm of the thigh just now

Is it a false move?!

A drop of cold sweat fell from his straight forehead. He seemed to understand why Canyang kept avoiding his attacks.

There is a saying, "Ginger is still the spicy one."

Fang Zhengzheng has always been very clear about the meaning of this sentence, but he does not feel that as a saint, he still needs to use such a means.

Especially this holy, he was still insulted like himself.

How can it be tolerated?

Fang Zhengzhi felt that he really couldn't bear it if he was, but he seemed to have miscalculated Canyang's patience.

setting sun.

A demon who endured in the demon clan for countless years and did not really take action until Yun Qingwu found him. His endurance is really not something that ordinary people can understand.

"boom!"

A huge sound rang out at this time.

The golden holy light that soared into the sky completely shattered the hurricane surrounding him.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from Nangong Hao's mouth, and he was still holding the Wuwei Sword in his hand, but the Wuwei Sword had already taken off Canyang's shoulders.

Together with his men, he flew into the distance.

Xing Yuanguo is also retreating at this moment.

He retreated very quickly, but a dazzling golden light hit his chest, and the sound of a broken bone sounded, making his face extremely pale.

setting sun.

This holy holy man.

Even when he was so insulted, he still maintained a calm mind, endured countless temptations, and used the same way to die together.

This is something that all human beings never thought of, and it is something Fang Zhengzheng predicted.

Xing Yuanguo retreated and was completely shocked by the powerful force.

Fang Zhengzhi actually wanted to be shocked.

However, Canyang's palm tightly grasped his fist, and his empty and unsightly eyes stared at Fang Zhengzhi.

In a moment.

Countless thoughts flashed through Fang Zhengzhi's heart.

When he was bound by the way of heaven in the setting sun, he once recalled many things, which was the feeling of stepping into the gate of hell with one foot.

But now, he felt that his feet had already stepped in.

"Is this going to drag me to die together?!" Fang Zhengzhi's fist was now being suppressed, and there was a terrifying force hitting his chest.

He has no second option.

At this time, if he does not fight back, all he can wait for is death, and he will be alone and pity Ding's death.

Only fight!

As soon as he bit his teeth, he didn't care about the palm pressing on his chest. His other fist tightened and rushed towards Canyang's body.

At this moment, he had only one thought.

That is to blow the setting sun open!

"Bang!"

The palm was blown very strongly and hit Canyang's chest directly. The sound of bone breaking sounded again, but Canyang did not move.
To be continued...