"Pu!" Yan Yin bent his legs and his body fell to the ground. This was an impossible move for a strong man with supreme dignity. The only explanation was that Yan Yin could no longer stand.

A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Yan Yin's mouth, and the heavy breath made Yan Yin's chest fluctuate rapidly, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding off his face.

"Elder Yan!"

"Old Yan, hold on!"

The voices of Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi were full of eagerness. It can be seen that Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi were really shocked at this moment.

One blow!

Just one blow is enough to prevent Yan Yin from standing anymore!

The strength of the Demon God of the Sky Split has completely surpassed their expectations. Even if the word "terrible" is not enough to describe their mood at this moment.

Press up, extreme pressure up.

The Demon God of Slits stood quietly in place, motionless, and did not deliberately emit a rich light and powerful aura, but it gave people a sense of horror.

"So, who will be the next turn?" The Demon God of Slitting the Sky swept around at this time, looked at Mu Qingfeng, then looked at Mo Shanshi and Qianyu. Finally, his eyes fell back to Fang Zhengzhi: "Actually, in a sense, my relationship with Jiang Ji is pretty good."

"Well, my relationship with him is OK," Fang Zhengzhi nodded calmly, and there was no blush on his face, but he was extremely calm.

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There is a kind of person who can feel a shamelessness that comes from the inside out even if he just says one sentence. Obviously, squareness and integrity are such people.

At this moment, not only Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and others were speechless, but even the Demon God of the Sky was a little speechless for a while.

"It seems you don't seem to believe it?" Fang Zhengzhi saw that the Demon God of Split was not speaking, and the corner of his mouth also raised it up and spoke again.

"Do you think I will believe it?" The corner of the Demon God of Rising the Sky twitched, looking a little impatient, but he still suppressed his wry smile and asked casually.

"Well, it's really not easy for people to believe it, but if I tell you my true identity, you will naturally believe it." Fang Zhengzhi continued slowly.

"Real identity?" The Demon God of the Sky-Splitting was also confused, and after a moment of silence, he also said again: "Then tell me."

"This is a long way to say..."

"Then let's talk a long story."

"Okay, but before I officially announced my identity, you should have noticed that those who can stand here are the top strong people in the world now, but I am so young, don't you find it strange?" Fang Zhengzhi nodded quickly and continued.

"Well... do you want to say that your talent is higher than them?" The Demon God of Slit narrowed his eyes, and then asked casually.

"Do you think it's possible just by relying on talent?"

"It's really unlikely, then just tell me, what is your identity?"

"Actually, I am the reincarnation of Huangdi!"

"Puff!" Yan Yin's body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. I don't know if it was scared by Fang Zhengzhi's words or if his body could no longer support it.

In fact, not only Yan Yin, but also Qian Yu, if he had a mouthful of blood in his mouth, he would probably spew it out directly.

A person can be shameless, but how can he be so shameless?

The reincarnation of Huangdi!

How thick is this guy's face so that he can say such arrogant words without restraint, and he can say so calmly.

If anyone can believe this, it is either that the world is crazy or that those who believe this sentence are crazy. Are you really a fool if the Demon God of the Sky?

"Hahaha..." After a long time of silence, the Demon God of Slitting the Sky finally smiled, laughing a little unrestrainedly and a little crazy, but soon, his face was filled with coldness: "I've said almost all nonsense. Next, let me see what kind of surprises you, the reincarnated genius of Huangdi, can bring me!"

Obviously, the Demon God of Slits did not believe it.

And Fang Zhengzhi was not too surprised at all. After all, to be honest, even he himself couldn't believe such nonsense.

Of course, this doesn't matter anymore.

What's important is that he is still alive. Even if he has lived a few more words, he still makes some money after all, than being killed immediately.

As the saying goes, those who are content are always happy.

Fang Zhengzhen is very content. In addition to contentment, he also has a habit of trying his best to win more "contentment" as much as possible.

"Do you want to kill me?" Fang Zhengzhi's face looked a little panic.

"Isn't it possible?" The corner of the Demon God of Rising the Sky smiled, and his cold face looked even colder. It was a kind of arrogant and down-looking look of a giant watching an ant standing in front of him.

"Of course, but I just heard that the demons respect the strong."

"It's a pity that you are not a demon."

"But Yun Qingwu is." While Fang Zhengzhi spoke, his left hand slowly pointed at Yun Qingwu, who was standing not far away, with a calm face on his face.

"Well, she is a demon, but what does this have to do with you?"

"I remember what you bet with her just now was who can stand here and stay motionless for half an hour, who will be stronger, right?" Fang Zhengzhi asked back.

"That's true." The Demon God of Slits did not directly answer with affirmative answer.

"Since you have decided to compete with Yun Qingwu, then you should refer to Yun Qingwu's rules and regulations. There is no problem with this, right?" Fang Zhengzhi continued.

"Tell me, how do I refer to it?"

"At least, Yun Qingwu did not use any weapons when he stood here." Fang Zheng pointed to Yun Qingwu's Kongkong's hands, and then pointed to the black bone spur in the hands of the Demon God Likong.

"Hahaha..." The Demon God of Slitting the Sky smiled, his body trembling a little, but soon, the laughter stopped, and his expression returned to his coldness: "Yes, you are right. Yun Qingwu has no weapons. If I use it, it will naturally be considered a violation of the rules."

As the voice of the Demon God of Slitting the Sky fell, the black bone spur in his right hand also disappeared out of thin air, feeling like he was drilling into his body.

But such a scene fell in the eyes of Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and others, but there was a complex emotion that I didn't know how to feel.

so……

In a few words, the demon god of the Sky Stripping Retracted his weapon?

In the hearts of Mu Qingfeng and others, they always knew Fang Zhengzhen and shameless, but now they understood that under this shamelessness, there was an unexpected wisdom hidden that they could not reach.

Yun Qingwu's lips also moved at this time. Feng Mei glanced at Fang Zhengzhi, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she closed her mouth.

No one knows what Yun Qingwu is thinking.

Because, everyone knows that as long as Yun Qingwu says, the Demon God of Slit will definitely re-display the weapon, but Yun Qingwu didn't say that, and the Demon God of Slit will naturally not re-display the weapon.

"Now, there is no problem?" While talking to Fang Zhengzhi, the Demon God of Slits also glanced at Yun Qingwu with a faint look, as if this sentence was also saying to Yun Qingwu.

"Of course there is a problem." Fang Zhengzhi replied without thinking.

"What else is there?" The Demon God of Slits narrowed his eyes. It can be seen that his patience had almost reached its limit.

"The realm of Yun Qingwu is only in the realm of gathering stars, and you should suppress the realm to mortals."

"What if I don't agree?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree, but you still have to do the work on the surface. If you don't suppress your state of mind, you have to change your clothes? Look, Yun Qingwu is wearing only an ordinary long skirt. Do you have to take off your armor?"

"nonsense!"

"Okay, actually, what I want to say is that I am really the reincarnation of Huangdi. If you make up your mind to deal with me, it will be very, very dangerous. You still have time to regret it now."

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Once a person is shameless, sometimes, it can make the people around him no longer as nervous as normal in extreme danger.

For example, Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi now have such a state of mind. Before they knew it, they actually realized that their physical strength had recovered a little.

Procrastinate time?

Is Fang Zheng trying to delay time from beginning to end? But in this case, is it really useful to delay such a little time?

"Boy, die!" The Demon God of the Sky Stripping was obviously not ready to continue talking nonsense with Fang Zhengzhi. He raised his right hand and prepared to slap Fang Zhengzhi to death with one palm.

"Wait a minute, I have one last word to say!" Fang Zhengzhi raised his hand at this time, and his face looked extremely panicked.

"Say!" The word "Splitting the Sky Demon God" almost squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth.

"Are you sure you will always stand here without moving?" Fang Zhengzhi looked at the position where the Demon God of Rising Kong was standing, and his footsteps subconsciously took a step back.

When Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and others saw this, they quickly understood that Fang Zhengzhi's actions and personality, they all knew that Fang Zhengzhi should be running away.

A little shameless.

However, in this case, Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi did not think Fang Zhengzhi's choice was wrong. At least, before Fang Zhengzhi chose to escape, he tried his best to take down the weapon in the hands of the Demon God of Slitting the Sky for them.

For this alone, they must thank Fang Zhengzheng.

Moreover, if you take a step back, Fang Zhengzheng is only eighteen years old. If you really want to talk about value and potential, it is more promising than these old guys.

"Yes." After a moment of silence, the Demon God of Sky-Splitting finally nodded.

"Boy, I'll block him!" Just as the voice of the Demon God of Slit, Mo Shanshi also moved. The black hammer in his hand was raised high and directly smashed it toward the Demon God of Slit from above.

"And I!" Mu Qingfeng also rushed down the Moshan Stone as he moved. He pointed the long sword in his hand, and the sword sounded clear.

Two powerful people in the holy realm, the master of Tiandao Pavilion and the master of Fuxi Valley, were so smart as foxes, but at this moment they chose to pave the way for Fang Zheng.

I have to say that this is a miracle.
To be continued...