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    The tail of the Yuanjing Python can break mountains, crack the ground, destroy all things, and break ancient treasures into pieces.

    Now, the nine tails are beating Fang Ling crazily.  Fang Ling's body looked so small under the impact of these nine tails.

    Zongzhou¡¯s monks clenched their fists tightly, hoping to see Fang Ling being shattered soon.

    It¡¯s a pity that what they can see is the endless body of the Yuanjing Python.

    Fang Ling seemed to have been smashed into powder.

    Time passes little by little. At this moment, many people feel that time passes a little slowly.  After a full quarter of an hour, the nine Yuanjing pythons whipped him a thousand times.

    "According to everyone's estimation of Yuanjing Python, even a mountain covering an area of ??hundreds of miles should have been reduced to powder by this time.

    "Hey!" A gentle sigh came from Mr. Zhiyi's mouth. Following this sigh, the nine Yuanjing pythons turned into nine khaki rays of light, filling them and falling into the seemingly infinite earth.  .

    And in the large pit that was beaten by the Yuanjing python, which was a hundred feet deep, Fang Ling stood there quietly like a god.

    With a smile on your face, it is plain but gives people a sacred feeling.

    Nothing happened. The crazy beatings of the nine Yuanjing pythons had no effect on Fang Ling.

    How can this be?  But this unbelievable scene appeared in front of everyone without any falsehood.

    "The big seal just now can be said to be merciful to Mr. Zhiyi, but the power of the Yuanjing python's beating cannot be faked at all.

    Even if it is half-step to great power.  I'm afraid that Mr. Zhiyi's Yuanjing python, which contains thick Dao patterns, was whipped and turned directly into fly ash.

    There is silence all around.  Everyone looked at Fang Ling with increasingly strange eyes.  Although the monks from Zongyi still looked at Fang Ling with hatred.  But there was also a hint of admiration in their eyes.

    A trace of admiration that had to be revealed.

    Fang Ling felt even more happy at this time.  Although he was very confident in the Selfless Seal of All Dharmas, the current situation still made him have the urge to look up to the sky and roar.

    He could feel the power of those Yuanjing pythons, and he even felt that those Yuanjing pythons could break the void.

    But in the end, no matter how powerful the tails of those crystal pythons were, they could not hit him.

    All dharmas have no self.  Since I'm not here, how can all the laws of the universe be able to harm me!

    "Sir, now is no longer the time to be merciful!" After Tu Yuanming glanced at Fang Ling, he stepped in front of Mr. Zhiyi. He was kneeling on the ground and looked towards Mr. Zhiyi in a deep voice.  said.

    Mr. Zhiyi glanced at Tu Yuanming and then waved his hand.  That little Dingtian stick.  Just waved it gently.

    "Fang Ling, this time I want to use the Dingtian Stick. Once this stick is used, it will be difficult for me to take it back."

    While Mr. Zhiyi was speaking, his body flew up slightly, and then he struck with a stick.  It hit Fang Ling's body.

    This stick looks like a fight between ordinary people.  There is no mystery at all, but those half-steps are enough to watch the Dingtian stick fall.  Their faces became extremely ugly.

    They felt that the Dingtian Stick was like a stick, which had blocked all Fang Ling's escape routes. No matter which direction Fang Ling retreated in, it would be difficult to escape from the Dingtian Stick.

    Because it is simple, it seems that all positions are flaws, but it is precisely because of this that this Dingtian Stick is difficult to dodge.

    Although this stick is not as powerful as the nine Yuanjing pythons, a great avenue hidden in the Dingtian stick can smash everything that may prevent this stick from knocking down into powder at any time.

    When facing Mr. Zhiyi¡¯s stick, Yan Chenzhou of Tongtang Zhaotian used his Immortal Boat of Tongtang Zhaotian and the fist that he seemed to have never been defeated in his life.  But even so, Yan Chenzhou didn't take advantage of the blow.

    And now, it is Fang Ling who is facing this stick. Can Fang Ling's all-out methods still be able to stop this stick?

    Within this stick, there is a complete avenue hidden.

    At this moment, everyone looked at Mr. Zhiyi, who was leaping high, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Fang Ling.

    Although Ji Shaoying is from Zongzhou, at this moment, her worries are entirely on Fang Ling. Fang Ling is Fang De'an's master and Fang De'an's supporter. Once something goes wrong with Fang Ling, their couple's  Life¡­¡­

    ? ?Shaoying's heart was already in her throat. Although the two attacks just now gave her great confidence in Fang De'an, the master who suddenly appeared, she still couldn't calm down.

    She didn¡¯t see the battle between Mr. Zhiyi and Yan Chenzhou, nor how domineering the Dingtian Stick was in Ji Xuantu¡¯s hands.

    ¡°But she could sense the extraordinary nature of Mr. Zhiyi¡¯s stick from the changes in the expressions of the people around her.

    "Compared with all those who were worried about him and wished he would die under the Dingtian Stick, Fang Ling was undoubtedly very calm at this time. The Dingtian Stick that was slowly hitting him did not seem to pose any threat.

    But this stick was even more difficult to take than Mr. Zhiyi¡¯s two attacks just now.  Fang Ling also knew that Mr. Zhiyi was not lying. Even Mr. Zhiyi himself could not control the blow from the stick.

    If you resist, Fang Ling will have ninety-nine Heavenly Thunder Swords and the dark iron spear in his hand.  Although he still cannot inspire the spirituality of that iron spear, it is definitely a spear that is not inferior to the Dingtian Rod.

    Countless thoughts were swirling in Fang Ling's mind, but deep in his mind, there was another strange voice, constantly telling him to believe that all dharmas have no self-mark, and that as long as there are all dharmas, there is no self-mark.  I am imprinted on him, and all the laws of heaven and earth can hardly stick to his body.

    In the end, Fang Ling still didn't move, and the Heaven-fixing stick fell gently on him.

    The Dingtian Stick fell from Fang Ling's shoulder, and he was originally standing in the void.  A ripple appeared on Fang Ling, who seemed to have nothing outside him.  This ripple is very thin.  If you don't look carefully, you can't see clearly at all.

    But the people present.  Each one has extraordinary eyesight, and their spiritual consciousness can cover the void within a thousand miles.

    Even if there are flying flowers and falling leaves, they can't hide it from their eyes, so they all feel it like ripples breaking through the void.

    The stick rises, the stick falls, and it only takes Mr. Zhiyi a blink of an eye to retract the stick.

    Mr. Zhiyi held the stick in his hand again.  There was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes. He looked at Fang Ling for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "Can you tell me, what is the name of this move of yours?"

    "All dharmas have no seal of self!" Fang Ling had no intention of hiding anything from Mr. Zhiyi.

    Mr. Zhiyi raised his head and looked at the sky, pondered for a moment, and then said leisurely: "All dharmas have no self, what a way that all dharmas have no self!"

    "Since there is no me, how can all the laws of the universe be able to hurt my body!"

    Fang Ling nodded. He felt a trace of sincere admiration for Mr. Zhiyi's ability to understand the essence of the Selfless Seal of All Dharmas so quickly.

    "Sir, these are only three moves, and you still have seven more. Although Fang Ling's Selfless Seal of All Dharmas is powerful, he absolutely cannot keep using it. As long as you persist, sir, this period of time when all the Dharma's are not on his body will be consumed.  No matter what, I believe that the next victory will still belong to our Zongzhou!"

    It was Tu Yuanming who shouted these words. Although he was surprised by Fang Ling's weird methods, as the elder of the Zongzhou Elder Association, he was still able to maintain his due calmness.

    And the last words he said also pointed out the most important point. Fang Ling's move will never last!

    ??????????????????????????? Otherwise, Fang Lingguang could become the best in the world with this move, and even Yan Chenzhou of Tongluo Zhaotian might not be able to defeat this move of his.

    After hearing Tu Yuanming's shouts, the Zongzhou monks, whose faces were ashen, once again burst out with hope in their eyes. They followed Tu Yuanming and shouted: "Sir, there are seven more moves.  You don¡¯t have to worry.¡±

    "Although Fang Ling's methods are weird, I believe that he is definitely no match for you, sir."

    "As long as you slowly consume him, sir, victory will still belong to our Zong Zhou. Sir, everything is for Zong Zhou!"

    These shouts made the Beihai Ten Fierce and others who were originally overjoyed for Fang Ling feel worried in their hearts.  As the ancestors of Nascent Soul, they also have insights beyond ordinary.

    Although Fang Ling's seal of selflessness of all dharmas lasted for a while, they knew that this seal of selflessness of all dharmas would never last.

    Otherwise, the boss Fang rely on this law to have no seal, and it has long been across the world!

    If Mr. Zhiyi consumes it slowly, there won't be any problem. No one stipulates how long a move takes.

    For a time, the crowd around him became noisy again.  The calmest ones were Fang Ling and Mr. Zhiyi standing in the middle.

    Mr. Zhiyi, who was a little hunched over, waved the Dingtian stick in his hand gently and looked at Fang Ling again.

      But this time, he did not attack Fang Ling directly like before, but looked at Fang Ling quietly, as if he was waiting for something.

    " In the eyes of Zongzhou's monks, and even in the eyes of all the monks present, Mr. Zhiyi was waiting for the opportunity to take action, waiting for Fang Ling's selfless seals to disappear on their own.

    Some young Zongzhou monks even showed joy on their faces. They felt that victory was not far away from them.

    It should be said that victory is within reach for them. As long as Fang Ling's magic formula dissipates, it will only be a matter of time before Mr. Zhiyi can defeat him.

    Time passed bit by bit, and Mr. Zhiyi still did not move, as if he had not made up his mind.

    Fang Ling also stood aside quietly, with no intention of urging Mr. Zhi Yi.  In this way, the two people stood for a quarter of an hour.

    "I surrender!" Three gentle words came out of Mr. Zhiyi's mouth. As these three words came out, a faint smile appeared on Mr. Zhiyi's face.

    This smile looks very calm, but it gives people a sense of ease.

    A kind of freedom and ease that is worthy of looking up to the sky and not bowing to the earth!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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