Almost at the same time, the stone fist and the dragon gun collided, and the two burning bodies also collided.
"Crack, bang, bang..."
Ma Benyun, who was wearing "Earth Arms", exploded inch by inch with his clasped hands, and turned into pieces directly under the dragon gun.
Deng Zhigang's eyes shrank, as if he was wondering why Ma Benyun's defense was so weak.
But the next moment, when the dragon gun bombarded the stone man's chest, it stopped suddenly and could no longer advance.
Deng Zhigang was still thinking about the meaning of Ma Benyun's actions, but he saw an indescribable weird smile on the stone man's face.
A strong uneasiness suddenly flashed in Deng Zhigang's heart, making him feel that death was extremely close.
However, Deng Zhigang completely ignored the heavy pressure and continued to step forward, pushing the dragon gun forward fiercely.
"Hidden murderous intention?"
"Then let's die together!"
The only thing left on Deng Zhigang's face was determination.
Finally, circles of cracks began to appear on the stone giant's chest under the dragon spear.
Ma Benyun didn't care that his arms were destroyed, because they were arms condensed with earth elements and not his own body.
But if the chest is pierced, the person who happens to be in the chest position will definitely be mercilessly penetrated.
Ma Benyun, who also felt the threat of death, felt unspeakable anger in his heart.
He really wanted to ask, "Is it worth sacrificing his life for those things in the past?"
But in the end, what was finally put into his mouth was an angry shout:
"The earth howls!"
With Ma Benyun's roar, all the gravel on the ground came to life.
They were arranged in the air one by one, surrounding Deng Zhigang inside.
"咻咻咻咻咻..."
Those gravels were like arrows, shooting towards Deng Zhigang with the sound of breaking wind.
The power of a piece of gravel may not be too strong, but it barely penetrates into the green gauze.
But the amount of rubble in front of me cannot be easily counted.
Just as the dragon spear pierced the stone man's chest, the pieces of gravel also penetrated the blue gauze.
"Ahhh!"
Amidst Ma Benyun's desperate roar, the entire stone man exploded.
Pieces of gravel turned into gravel before they hit the ground, turned back into earth elements and dissipated into the world.
Ma Benyun knelt on the ground and tried hard to cover the big hole in his chest with both hands, but he was unable to do anything about the blood that kept flowing out.
His heart had been shattered by the dragon spear, his vitality had been completely cut off, and there was no possibility of survival.
That is to say, it was only with the first-order peak physique and powerful cultivation that he was able to avoid dying immediately.
When the vitality completely dissipated, Ma Benyun raised his head and stared at Deng Zhigang with blood-red eyes.
Looking at Deng Zhigang, who was even more embarrassed than himself, with his body bruised and bruised as if cut to pieces with a thousand cuts, he finally asked:
"does it worth?"
Deng Zhigang looked at the enemy in front of him, his heart was extremely calm and there was no sense of pleasure in getting revenge.
The pain that spreads everywhere in his body is like ants biting his soul.
As a magician, he had never experienced such physical pain.
He didn't answer whether Ma Benyun was worth it or not, he just looked up at the sky and the white clouds floating slowly by.
Suddenly I feel that there is still a lot of beauty in this world.
When he lowered his head again and looked at Ma Benyun, whose face was extremely pale, he said in an extremely calm tone:
"Xiaonan, Xiaobei, the master is incompetent. He only avenged you after so many years."
"It's just that there doesn't seem to be any pleasure in killing the murderer."
"Master will be with you soon."
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On the other side, the battle between Fang Zhitu and Wang Shifeng has reached the most critical moment.
Just like the battle between Deng Zhigang and Ma Benyun, two people with similar cultivation levels still used unexpected methods to compete in the end.
In addition to the magic that everyone is familiar with on weekdays, it is the cooperation between magic and the physical body after practicing boxing.
Wang Shifeng was better at controlling flames. Although he was fighting at close quarters, there were always several flames floating beside him.
Under the influence of Wang Shifeng's mental power, those flames could attack at any time in conjunction with his own punches.
After Fang Zhitu practiced boxing and tempered his body, he seemed to have become addicted to the pleasure of close combat.
The large-scale destructive magic such as fire tornadoes that he was originally good at now turned into a pair of arm armors blessing his arms.
Whenever fire shoots towards Fang Zhitu, a fire dragon jumps out from the "armor".
Like a divine dragon playing with a pearl, it swallowed up the flames in one go.
He fully demonstrated his exquisite mental control as an alchemist.
In the close combat, Fang Zhitu, who had the "arm armor", had the advantage and beat Wang Shifeng back continuously.
Although both of them are fire magicians in the late spiritual stage, they also possess powerful secret techniques such as "Crimson Flame".
But Fang Zhitu, as a veteran alchemist, also has advantages that Wang Shifeng does not have.
However, Wang Shifeng is not a weakling. After showing his decline, he immediately imitated Fang Zhitu in a decent manner.
Under the control of Wang Shifeng's mental power, the flames were all connected together and turned into a long whip of flames.
The long whip was like a giant python, undulating with murderous intent as Wang Shifeng waved it.
With the long whip in hand, the two men's not-so-smart attacks once again found a strange balance.
A battle of life and death among spiritual beings has evolved into a competition of basic martial arts that even a great martial artist like Wu Lingzhu can understand.
Except for the scorching energy emanating from the flame gauze, those attacks were almost the same as those of a young man who had just entered martial arts.
It’s just that everyone understands that a spiritual being is a spiritual being after all, and it is by no means as simple as what you see in front of you.
Looking at the potholes on the ground, it is not difficult to find that any splash of flowing flame has the power to kill ordinary martial arts.
In silence, there was another battle of dozens of moves.
After feeling the power of the physical body, they felt the feeling of power exhaustion for the first time.
The battle has lasted for half an hour, but there is no blood on their bodies, let alone any sweat.
Under the shroud of flames, any blood and sweat will evaporate in an instant.
Even though we are very tired, even though their bodies are covered with hidden wounds, the fists and long whips in their hands still don't stop.
It's just that Fang Zhitu, who has hatred as his belief, will eventually become stronger with age.
Catching Wang Shifeng's breather, the fire dragon gauntlet in his hand unexpectedly turned into a fire dragon and swept out.
At the critical moment, Wang Shifeng still reacted.
But even though he was exhausted, he still couldn't escape completely.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."
He used all his strength to swing the long whip in his hand again, but what he received was only a series of explosions.
The long whip only dispersed some of the flames, making the fire dragon slightly dim, but the fiery whip directly shattered and dissipated between the sky and the earth.
Wang Shifeng looked desperately at the fire dragon running toward him, and wanted to reach out to stop it.
But after all, it was difficult to generate any strength in his body.
"Huh huh huh..."
The fire dragon swept past, and after passing through Wang Shifeng's body, it suddenly hit the wall of Zhene Peak.
The ground trembled, and countless rocks flew out, but they were all stopped by the strong men who did not take action.
But the hole that was more than ten feet in size blasted out on the mountain wall symbolized the brutality and magnificence of this battle.
Wang Shifeng fell to the ground. Half of his body was destroyed by the fire dragon. Even breathing was a luxury.
Looking at the sky with wide eyes, Wang Shifeng was also thinking about the same question as Ma Benyun.
"Is it worth sacrificing your life for a secret technique?"
He regretted a little, regretted doing so many dirty things, regretted becoming a villain.
He didn't understand until now.
Strong, not only because of the skills, but also because of the people.
Because of one's perseverance in fighting for one's beliefs.
It's just that people often wait until death comes to figure out this obvious truth.
But by then, it was already too late.
Fang Zhitu walked towards Wang Shifeng step by step with heavy steps.
With every step he took, the anger and hatred in Fang Zhitu's eyes diminished.
When Fang Zhitu walked up to Wang Shifeng, he lowered his head and looked at the dying Wang Shifeng indifferently, without any pity in his heart.
His colleagues and comrades for decades ended up like this.
Fang Zhitu did not feel the joy of a winner, nor the excitement of surviving. He just said to Wang Shifeng lightly:
"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"
"It's all your own fault."
After saying that, Fang Zhitu turned around and walked towards the mountain gate, leaving Wang Shifeng to wait for his death.
However, Wang Shifeng's face, who was calmly waiting for death to come, suddenly became ugly.
Then he jumped up with an unknown strength and stood there on one foot.
Looking at Fang Zhitu's back that was gradually disappearing, Wang Shifeng roared in an extremely ferocious manner:
"The battle isn't over yet!"
After saying that, the "Crimson Flame" enveloped Wang Shifeng again.
Wang Shifeng transformed into a flaming python, leaped high and rushed towards Fang Zhidu.
The flame python came behind Fang Zhitu in the blink of an eye, its head raised high as if it was about to swallow Fang Zhitu in one gulp.
At this moment, Fang Zhitu suddenly turned around and used the remaining "Fire Dragon Arm Armor" to attack the huge fire python.
"Rumble..."
Endless flames, endless flowing flames.
The fire dragon gauntlet disappeared after tilting out all the energy with all its strength, and the huge fire python also shattered and disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, Wang Shifeng's figure also disappeared.
He was in the flames, and when he failed, he was burned to ashes by the flames and completely disappeared.
Fang Zhitu looked solemn and stood there without moving.
"You are obviously waiting for death peacefully, so why do you need to do this?"
"Who are you showing this to? Who will care about you after you die?"
Fang Zhitu's expression darkened, and he did not show any joy at having his great revenge avenged.
Because he understood that if one Wang Shifeng was killed, there would still be thousands of people like Wang Shifeng.
There are countless more sinister and cunning villains than Wang Shifeng who cover themselves up.
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