Chen Qiyou suddenly raised his head.
I saw that the sky that was originally covered with dark clouds was suddenly torn open by the sword energy, and many purple thunders danced wildly.
If Fang Yuan's sword was just its own power before, now it is the real power of heaven and earth!
No matter how powerful the Celestial Elephant warriors are, how can they compete with this world
This was the feeling Fang Yuan gave Chen Qiyou at this time! He is God! It's the land!
"impossible!"
The face of the owner of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building changed drastically.
No matter how powerful a person's Qi is, it can never be improved to this level! His original mentality of having the pearls of wisdom immediately became loose.
"Chen Qiyou... try my knife again!"
Fang Yuan let out a long roar and jumped up high, holding knives in both hands.
Bah! Boom!
Thunder and lightning danced wildly all over the sky, and purple thunder fell down one after another, converging on his blade, making him look like the Nine Heavens Thunder God fighting in blood.
"One sword shakes the heavens!"
The bloody sword fell, surrounded by purple thunder, the sound was astonishing.
Faced with this move, Chen Qiyou did not dare to take it head-on, and retreated again and again.
Since he is a celestial phenomenon, his Qinggong is naturally excellent, like a fleeting light, and incredibly fast.
But manpower is sometimes poor, so how can it compare to the Thunder
The warriors outside the field only saw a flash of purple thunder, and the owner of the Golden Wind and Dry Rain Tower flew out upside down, and the sword light was about to pass through his body.
It's just that Chen Qiyou has superior strength after all. In the midst of the lightning and flint, he suddenly clasped his hands toward the center.
laugh!
The sword energy shattered, and the Celestial Elephant warrior's clothes exploded, leaving bloodstains everywhere, but he finally withstood the fatal blow.
"not good!"
Chen Qiyou looked ferocious, without the slightest hint of joy.
Because in the next moment, a figure rushed towards him with lightning speed. His left hand stretched out, like a green dragon's claws, and went straight into his eyes.
"ah!"
Under the severe pain, Chen Qiyou's head suddenly retreated, and he responded with the pure instinct of a warrior, finally avoiding the disaster of opening his skull and breaking his brain.
The next moment, he became furious, let go of his hands, and slashed straight, hitting Fang Yuan's chest. It was a desperate attack that would hurt both sides.
Without the restraint, the blood-drinking knife suddenly fell down and slashed towards Chen Qiyou's chest.
"Um?"
Fang Yuan felt a resistance coming from him and was slightly startled. He knew that this person had either cultivated himself into an indestructible body or was wearing some kind of close-fitting treasure armor.
Otherwise, even if the blood-drinking knife's power is blocked, the power of the magic knife alone is enough to cut this person in two.
Moreover, Chen Qiyou's counterattack was also very fierce.
"Since you want to change?"
Fang Yuan showed a ferocious smile and advanced instead of retreating.
Click!
Chen Qiyou's palms pressed firmly against his chest, breaking an unknown number of ribs on the spot.
At the same time, Fang Yuan stretched out his fingers, and his nails popped out. They suddenly grew a few minutes longer and pressed against Chen Qiyou's eyebrows.
For this master of the three-talent telescope, even if his eyes are gouged out, it is only a minor injury to the skin and flesh. Only when the Heavenly Eye is broken is the real injury!
"you… "
Chen Qiyou retreated violently, but unfortunately it was too late.
A sharp pain that seemed to tear apart his soul suddenly came from between his eyebrows, and a ball of blood mist exploded.
Vaguely, a ray of light appeared, transforming into a small mirror, and was caught by Fang Yuan in his hand.
"Sancai telescope!"
This divine weapon, which could rank among the top five divine weapons in the world, and whose auxiliary power could make all warriors covet it, was directly dug out by Fang Yuan from the center of Chen Qiyou's eyebrows, and he grabbed it in his hand!
“Nangong Hopeless!!!”
Chen Qiyou's eyes were bleeding, and a dark hole appeared between his eyebrows. He yelled full of hatred, and the blood all over his body boiled and turned into a blood glow, which flickered like electricity and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
This decision made Fang Yuangao take a look.
If this person hesitates at all, he will definitely pay some price to kill him here.
"Forget it... a celestial phenomenon that has lost its three-talent telescope is nothing to be afraid of!"
Fang Yuan coughed and spit out a large ball of blood.
He was also seriously injured when he was injured by Chen Qiyou before.
However, being able to defeat Chen Qiyou and grab a magic weapon at this price is still a huge profit.
"Boy! Are you just going to leave like this?"
When he landed on the ground, the Blood Demon Yuanshen immediately sent a message: "At this time, the ambush of Zhengdao has been broken, and there is no opponent for you in the entire Boyang County. Don't you want to take a look at the things in the Chen family's treasure house? Maybe, there really is the Li Shang Sword in it!"
"Are you trying to induce me to go on a killing spree?"
Fang Yuan sneered.
With the cooperation between the Jiang family and Wulin Zhengdao, even if the demon soldiers were retained before, they would most likely be forced to hand them over.
What's more, Fang Yuan is more inclined to think that the Jiang family just has some clues about the magic soldiers.
After all, the magical powers of the top three magic weapons and demon blades are difficult to express clearly in words.
Those who get one can dominate the world and be proud of the world.
Fang Yuan estimated that even if all the Everlasting Hatred Hooks and Blood-Drinking Knives he had seen were added up, they would not be as valuable as the Li Shang Sword.
Of course, this blood-drinking sword must be the tenth one that was incomplete before.
"After devouring the flesh and blood of the body and restoring part of the soul, the blood-drinking knife at this time may not be able to enter the sixth or seventh level of the demon soldier? No wonder the blood demon soul's confidence has greatly increased and he wants to seduce me again."
After Fang Yuan sneered, he directly stretched out his hand to write a letter.
Buzz!
The purple light flashed, condensing and not dissipating, like a scabbard, directly sealing the blood-drinking knife and the blood demon spirit in it.
"Do you think that by condensing part of your soul, you have the power to bewitch me?"
Fang Yuan murmured to himself, it seemed that this Blood Demon Yuanshen still needed more polishing.
Snapped!
At this time, he landed in the Jiang family's residence, surrounded by ruins, which was obviously affected by the aftermath of the previous battle between the celestial warriors.
"Um?"
Fang Yuan looked at a ruins, where there was obviously a Qi machine remaining.
He made a little movement, and with the force of his palm, gravel flew everywhere, and a cellar entrance appeared.
"Don't... don't come here!"
From the passage, a girl's voice came, and Fang Yuan was very familiar with it.
"Jiang Xiaodie? I didn't expect you to survive. This is because luck and strength are indispensable..."
Fang Yuan said with a smile, then his expression suddenly changed, he covered his chest and spat out another mouthful of blood mist: "Damn Chen Qiyou, next time I see him, I have to kill him!"
"Stop hurting my granddaughter!"
Several figures flew over, and the leader was the ancestor of the Jiang family.
"Hehe... don't worry, who am I, how could I bully a weak woman..."
Fang Yuan had an abnormal blush on his face, and combined with the blood-stained skirt on his chest, he looked even more in poor condition.
"snort!"
Even though the ancestor of the Jiang family had the best temper, his face turned completely dark when he saw the ruins and wreckage around him, as well as the unknown number of Jiang family children who were killed and injured.
"That's... the Sancai telescope?"
Ao Zhan saw something in Fang Yuan's hand, but his eyes went straight.
It was a small oval mirror, the size of a goose egg, with a brilliant light covering the mirror surface. The surrounding frame was neither gold nor jade, with simple patterns.
This is the body of the Sancai telescope.
These magical weapons are already as big or small as you want and can be changed at will.
For example, Chen Qiyou refined it into the Heavenly Eye and embedded it in the center of his eyebrows.
"The fifth most powerful weapon in the world!"
Ao Zhan murmured, a trace of greed flashing in his eyes.
Normally, he wouldn't even dare to think about it, but at this time, this little devil was obviously injured.
In the shocking battle with the poster, no warrior could be left intact, and around the old house of the Jiang family, there were a large number of righteous martial arts practitioners!
What if this person could be killed
The greed in Ao Zhan's heart was like weeds after the spring rain, growing uncontrollably.
"Nangong Wuwang! You slaughtered the righteous martial arts in the world, and this time you broke into the Jiang family with evil intentions. As a member of the martial arts community in Boyang County, I, Ao Zhan, will not let you leave this house alive!"
The injury on Fang Yuan's chest finally strengthened Ao Zhan's confidence, causing him to stand out from the crowd and speak so righteously that even he was moved.
"Well done! Iron Lion is worthy of being my Grandmaster of Boyang County!"
"This is a very polite statement. We must not let the devil leave this county alive. Otherwise, how can we lose face?"
"Everyone, come on shoulder to shoulder. If you are fighting against someone from the devil's path, what kind of morality can you talk about?"
…
The people around him were silent for a while, and then their blood boiled with excitement.
"Senior Jiang! How about we join forces to hold this owl back?"
Ao Zhan glanced at Jiang Li next to him. The existence of this first-grade grandmaster was also his greatest support.
Otherwise, even if he knew that Nangong Wuwang was seriously injured, he might not dare to take such risks.
The ancestor of the Jiang family looked deeply at Ao Zhan, as if he had understood what he was thinking, but said nothing.
Nangong Wuwang slaughtered the Jiang family, and the aftermath of the fight was heavy with casualties. This is a fact!
As the ancestor of the Jiang family, he naturally must recover the blood debt for his clan members.
"Suppress me?"
Fang Yuan was startled, and then he seemed to have heard a big joke: "Haha... It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!"
laugh!
He held the knife in his right hand and waved it casually.
The blood-colored sabers flashed, and the most noisy warriors before were immediately dead on the ground.
Traces of blood rolled, as if they were alive, and actively gathered towards the blood-drinking knife. Countless purple-red veins emerged from the blade, greedily devouring the blood.
Along with this process, extremely rich blood mist spread over Fang Yuan's body, causing his injuries to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"According to rumors, the blood-drinking sword master gets stronger as he fights. With a sword in hand, he doesn't worry about exhaustion of true energy and aggravation of injuries..."
Jiang Li sighed, grabbed Jiang Xiaodie, and quickly retreated: "Mr. Nangong, I'm going to say goodbye!"
“…”
Cold sweat dripped from Ao Zhan's forehead.
All the heroes who were filled with righteous indignation before now fell silent, making the leader extremely embarrassed.
"Mr. Nangong..."
At this time, he faced Fang Yuan's half-smiling eyes and had no choice but to step forward.
puff!
The next moment, the sword flashed and his head fell off.
"Why... I don't want to kill anyone, why are there people here specifically to die?"
Fang Yuan sighed lightly and took back the blood-drinking knife.