Chapter 479

The friar selected by Lu Qingshan is called Taoist Fang Zhang.

His name is how he feels now.

Really flustered!

Among the ten monks in the middle heaven region, his strength is in the middle and lower reaches. He is not Lu Qingshan's opponent. What's more, he is still a spiritual monk.

It is said that practitioners are afraid of sword cultivation. Where can spiritual cultivation be better?

Flying sword, a means of attacking with long distance, fast speed and great power, has always been a great deterrent to Taoist monks.

Moreover, the sword repair on the opposite side is still "sword Jue".

But even if he was flustered again, Fang Zhang had no reason to be afraid of fighting. He was not afraid of an egg?

Besides, it's just a chance to see the means of top sword repair. The next time I really encounter sword repair in life and death, don't I have more experience in dealing with it?

There are not many opportunities to fight with top sword practitioners, because sword practitioners rarely fight. Until now, it is often either you die or I live.

In this way, I made money in this fight!

Thinking like this, Taoist Fang Zhang unexpectedly brought the wind when he walked

He walked bravely to the mountain and sea pillar, saluted King Qingmei, and then took a cautious look at Lu Qingshan.

Although Lu Qingshan was very calm, Taoist Fang Zhang faintly felt a touch of indifference from his eyes.

Seeing this, Taoist Fang Zhang was not angry, but had some joy in his heart.

Maybe this is my chance to win?

Since ancient times, few people who despise the enemy have come to a good end in the end

......

With a flash of light, they were wrapped into the small world by the mountain and sea pillar.

Game 17 begins.

This time, the small world is the rainstorm world.

The characteristic of this field is the continuous rainstorm.

The pouring rain will affect the monk's vision and cover up many sounds.

As soon as Taoist Fang Zhang entered the small world and found himself in mid air, he immediately performed his evasion and dived towards the ground.

Why?

As a spiritual cultivator, he is foolish to fly in the sky in the face of sword cultivation. Isn't this a target for others?

His second move was to retreat to the edge of the rainstorm boundary.

He is the weak side in this war. Naturally, he should take the posture of the weak.

Take the initiative to find Lu Qingshan's location? Does not exist.

Hurry to find a hidden place first, and then arrange many boundaries in advance, waiting for Lu Qingshan to find his own way.

In the last World War, Lu Qingshan's strategy was very clear, seizing the midpoint and then radiating to the surrounding areas.

Therefore, if he wants to delay Lu Qingshan to find his own time, the most correct way is to take the initiative to retreat to the edge of the small world.

Of course, although the small world is big, it is only relative to the needs of fighting methods. In fact, it is not much bigger.

The reason is simple.

If the small boundary area is too large, some monks know they are not opponents and play hide and seek by taking advantage of the geographical advantage, wouldn't this fight become a farce?

Such an obvious rule loophole is naturally impossible to exist.

Taoist Fang Zhang's idea can be said to be one of the best choices that can be made under such a wide gap in strength.

Taoist Fang Zhang, who has strong action power, has a certain idea, that is, he acts quickly.

……

In front of the screen wall, the monks were stunned.

The monks of huangbang who participated in the Dabi were neither laughing nor crying, because they could roughly guess the idea of Taoist Fang Zhang.

As for Nanming Hou, he even had the idea of covering his face and couldn't bear to see it again.

Because today's Taoist Fang Zhang is not a little unlucky.

He chose to slip away

It's just Lu Qingshan's direction towards the midpoint!

In the eyes of the monks who can see the whole situation with the help of the screen wall, the visual effect is that Taoist Fang Zhang and Lu Qingshan seem to have reached a tacit understanding and go against each other.

Spiritual cultivation versus sword cultivation?

What a brave spiritual practice. I love you.

……

In the small world.

Lu Qingshan was moving at a high speed and swept towards the center of the rainstorm boundary.

Different from Taoist Fang Zhang, he did not fly close to the ground, but swaggered in mid air.

High altitude is easy to become a target, but it has disadvantages and advantages. High altitude is better than broad vision.

This is a better choice for Lu Qingshan who needs to take the initiative to find his opponent.

After flying for less than ten seconds, Lu Qingshan suddenly caught a glimpse of a small dark shadow on the ground in the distance, like a mouse, running fast towards himself.

What is it?

Lu Qingshan almost didn't have time to think. It was an instinctive muscle reaction. The flying sword was shot out quickly.

The moment the Dragon finch was sent out by Lu Qingshan, there was a hot flame immediately, which evaporated the continuous rain into moisture.

The visual effect of this is that a flash of red light flashed between heaven and earth. Behind the red light, a very long tangible air belt was pulled out, just like the small tail of a comet.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Taoist Fang Zhang, who was still trying to fly close to the ground, reacted after Lu Qingshan gave a half breath of flying sword.

He wondered where the hiss he heard came from, so he subconsciously looked up.

That touch of red, proudly in the rain, filled with his eyes.

That is the sword light driven by the terrible flying sword whose realm is infinitely close to the sword generating thunder and fire.

But in the eyes of Taoist Fang Zhang, it was not like a flying sword, but more like a meteorite from heaven.

Just one breath is a breath that Taoist Fang Zhang can't let go of many years later.

Under the witness of tens of thousands of friars, Taoist Fang Zhang, friar Huang bang, had not even looked at Lu Qingshan, but had turned into a flash of light, disappeared and appeared outside the rainstorm boundary.

On the other hand, Lu Qingshan, who sent out the flying sword, also did not react. He found that the small world was dark and the light was shining. He and the Dragon finch were already in front of the mountain and sea pillar.

"The 17th battle, the eastern region wins." the voice of the green eyebrow king came.

"Why did I lose?" Taoist Fang Zhang wondered

"How did I win?" Lu Qingshan was at a loss.

In front of the mountain and sea pillar, the two parties looked at each other, and similar doubts flashed in their eyes.

After a flash, Lu Qingshan took the lead in responding. He was speechless. "The dark shadow I just saw running on the ground is the man opposite?"

Taoist Fang Zhang also gradually realized that the red light he saw earlier should be Lu Qingshan's flying sword

This is the shortest time-consuming battle of Daochang Dabi so far.

The interval between them from entering the small world to leaving the small world shall not exceed ten minutes.

What's more absurd is that the two of them who fought the law clearly divided the victory and defeat, but they didn't even see the whole picture of each other.

Lu Qingshan at least saw a dark shadow in the rainstorm, while Taoist Fang Zhang was completely black in his eyes and lost in confusion.

……

The defeated Taoist Fang Zhang withdrew dejectedly.

With only one sword, Lu Qingshan hardly lost much spiritual power. This time, he directly took a concentration pill from the storage ring and silently began to restore his divine consciousness.

Seeing this scene, the friars of the five regions who were still funny looked at Taoist Fang Zhang and suddenly something was wrong.

I wanted to expect you to spend more time on Lu Qingshan's state. As a result, you were so frustrated that you not only didn't consume his spiritual power, but also gave him two hours to recover?

Even the friars in the middle heaven, looking at Taoist Fang Zhang, also had a lot of complaints.

At this moment, Taoist Fang Zhang was inevitably wronged in the complaining eyes of the monks in the same camp, even if he was firm in mind.

You blame me for my bad luck?

You think I would?

Is it human?