boom!
Wang Zhou held the purple flame spear and struck at Fang Yuan fiercely. He was worthy of being trained by demons in the sea of blood at the edge of the devil. In such a fierce battle, he actually became more and more fierce as he fought, opening and closing, Luo Fei's spiritual cultivation He is not weak, and his strength is also very strong, but under his fierce power, he is obviously unable to resist. The torrential purple flames crush him, making it impossible for him to resist. Strength is one thing, momentum is It's another thing. People like him are naturally good at fighting on the battlefield. It can't be explained by one's cultivation level!
Facing this scene and looking at the fat man with a golden body who was about to rush to Sancun Lingshan, Fang Yuan felt extremely heavy. Suddenly he gritted his teeth, stepped on the steps, pressed the seal with his hand, and the evil sword was struck again. He lifted it up and laid it across his chest...
As the sword light condensed in Fang Yuan's forehead, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped rapidly.
It was as if the world had transformed and suddenly arrived in a world of ice and snow.
In the eyes of the surrounding cultivators, it seemed as if a fierce cold wind was blowing between heaven and earth, and vast snowflakes were flying, but when they looked closely, there was nothing. It seemed that all these illusions were just because Fang Yuan's sword intention was too strong. It was too strong and affected their souls, causing them to see a certain artistic conception integrated into Fang Yuan's sword intention, but this made them tremble...
I almost don’t understand, how strong the sword intention is to do this
But at the next moment, the vast sword intent was not scattered as before, but suddenly seemed to be caused by some tyrannical and boundless force to shrink at an extremely fast speed. All the sword intent was condensed together, and finally like It was the bright moon rising over the sea that turned into a sword light, as if transcending this world, flying alone beside Fang Yuan, indescribably condensed...
"Is he going to draw his sword again?"
Not far away, Lu Xinyao and the hunchbacked mountain envoy saw the rising sword intent. Their expressions changed drastically and they quickly retreated. The corpses and puppets controlled by them all faced the sword fiercely at this time. Come up and block this sword light at all costs!
Fang Yuan's sword blow just now really scared them out of their wits.
In particular, the sword light that Fang Yuan has transformed into now is different from before. At that time, Fang Yuan killed three people with one sword, displayed his boundless sword intent, and then divided the sword into three swords. But at this time, When he used this sword, he didn't even use the evil sword in his hand. He just condensed his sword intention to form such an extremely condensed and pure sword light!
How terrifying would it be if such a sword struck the body
Even if they were given ten more courages, they would never dare to test the power of this sword light in person at this time!
"Um?"
Even the envoy Fudo Ming, who was slowly walking towards the location of Sancun Lingshan, felt something at this time.
He slowly turned around and frowned as he looked at Fang Yuan's sword light.
His face was slightly gloomy, and he didn't know what technique he had used, but the golden light on his body suddenly became strong, and the sky was filled with gold.
It illuminated all directions and stood quietly in the void, motionless.
At this moment, there seemed to be some desire in his heart, wanting to try whether he could catch this sword.
"Leave!"
But when the three dark envoys took this sword light extremely seriously, Wang Zhou, the other ten divine corpses, and the three puppet guardians controlled by Lu Xinyao rushed forward with all their strength.
The three messengers of darkness were all afraid that this sword would strike them, but they were eager for this sword to strike them.
To them, life is not important. They just want to consume Fang Yuan's sword. Taking this opportunity, the people around them can wait for an opportunity to kill Fang Yuan. In any case, they will make a lot of money...
The three demon generals, on the other hand, didn't dare to confront him forcefully, and had already quietly slipped away.
"Uh-huh!"
Facing the magical power of the Wang family Taoist, the ten divine corpses and the three puppets who came to strangle together, Fang Yuan's sword stagnated beside him for a long time, and finally flew out. As soon as the sword light appeared, it seemed to disappear into the sky. There was only one meteor flying by!
This meteor seemed to be rushing from left to right, just trying to pass through them.
Under such a fast sword light, even the ten divine corpses and the three puppets were unable to withstand it. They could not keep up with the speed of the sword light and were about to fly away. Only Wang Zhou, After displaying half of his heavenly skills, his speed suddenly increased several times. With a purple fire all over his body, he was able to meet the sword light, and was hit by the sword light firmly.
"Blocked?"
Lu Xinyao and the hunchbacked mountain envoy suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
There was uncontrollable joy on his face.
Although for Lu Xinyao, losing Wang Zhou was equivalent to losing the strongest support so far, she still blocked Fang Yuan's sword light. She could see that Fang Yuan's sword light was , condensed his endless mind, is definitely not an ordinary sword technique, which can be used at will. As long as he blocks this sword, he will not use the second sword in a short time.
It is even said that his mana and condition will be greatly affected.
At this time, it is a good time to trap him and strangle him...
"kill him!"
The hunchbacked mountain envoy could not suppress the surprise in his heart and hurriedly moved the ten divine corpses.
"Wow..."
The ten divine corpses were stirred by the consciousness of the hunchbacked mountain envoy, and the evil energy surged all over their body, and they swept towards Fang Yuan in a hurry. The magical powers were intertwined like a big net, overwhelmingly trapping Fang Yuan, and just now Fang Yuan, who had slashed out a sword, did appear to be a little weak at this moment. Faced with this magical power, he wanted to use magic to avoid it, but he was actually a little slow.
Luo Feiling was shocked and when she was about to come to help, she was already entangled by Lu Xinyao's three puppets.
But the fat man with a golden body had a flash of disappointment in his eyes. He shook his head coldly, then continued to turn around and walked towards the location of Sancun Lingshan. It seemed that the battlefield here had already It doesn't interest him any more.
But just when he was about to turn around, he was suddenly startled.
As if he remembered something, he turned around and looked at Fang Yuan with a somewhat surprised expression.
After Fang Yuan struck out with the sword, his energy weakened a bit, and he was looking coldly at Wang Zhou in front of him.
The sword he just struck was met by Wang Zhou firmly, and he slashed into the sea of consciousness with one sword.
At this time, the head should have exploded, but that scene did not happen. Instead, it seemed that Wang Zhou was beheaded and stunned.
At this time, he just stood there blankly, the expression on his face kept changing.
Sometimes green and sometimes white, it is like the constant transition between night and day, light and darkness.
"Boom!"
Seeing the ten divine corpses attacking Fang Yuan, he suddenly trembled violently, covered in purple flames that surged into the sky, sweeping across the four regions with endless violent momentum, and actually killed the ten who had attacked Fang Yuan. All the divine corpses were knocked away...
"How can this be?"
Lu Xinyao suddenly looked shocked, as if she had realized something.
Seeing that Wang Zhou actually saved him at this time, Fang Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief and his face softened slightly.
Wang Zhou knocked away ten divine corpses, and he also showed indescribable pain. He raised his fist and hit his head hard twice. His face looked a little confused and a little stunned. His whole person seemed to be in a state of confusion. It was like chaos, and blood was flowing down from the five orifices, but in the end, he still looked up at Fang Yuan and shouted in a deep voice: "You... what did you do to me?"
"You have been controlled by someone using evil methods!"
Fang Yuan's answer was concise and to the point: "That's why I slashed my sword into your consciousness sea!"
"You cut my Nascent Soul..."
Wang Zhou shouted angrily, with a look of pain on his face: "My spirit... is dissipating..."
Fang Yuan nodded and said: "You are about to die, now should be the time to shine again!"
As he spoke, he handed over a pill and said: "Here is a ten-turn mad devil pill, which can stimulate all your final potential and allow you to reach the pinnacle of cultivation in this life. You fight until the end, fight until you die..."
The pain on Wang Zhou's face was endless, and he roared in a low voice: "You bastard, you first injured me, then took the leader of my team, and now you actually killed me again..." He shouted angrily, But when the roar came to an end, it suddenly became silent. After a while, he raised his head, glanced at Fang Yuan, and said in a low voice: "You should have struck with such a sword earlier!"
Fang Yuan shook his head: "The price paid for this is too high, plus I don't know how her evil magic can control you, so I really don't have the slightest confidence, and I don't dare to use the sword unless it is absolutely necessary, even now, I can only cut your soul with one sword, and I hope you can wake up on your own... It's not that I broke his evil spell, it was you who got rid of it when you were dying!"
"No need to say it!"
Wang Zhou shook his head, threw away the purple fire spear in his hand, and stretched out his big hand: "Give me back my magic weapon!"
Fang Yuan did not hesitate and returned a black sword and a red gourd to him.
Wang Zhou took the black sword and waved it twice, seemingly satisfied. Then he grabbed the pill in Fang Yuan's hand, stuffed it directly into his mouth, frowned and swallowed it. After a while, , then turned to look at Fang Yuan, and whispered: "From the time I was restrained by that woman until now, it was like a nightmare, but I still remember everything I did, especially in the Dragon Traces Hall. At that time, you said that I was stubborn, but I was focused on the mission, not my own selfishness... "
After a moment of silence, he continued, "That's very well said!"
As he spoke, he turned around, and purple flames rose up from his face, burning for three thousand miles.
"I, Wang Zhou, have never had many friends, because those people hate me, and I hate them too..."
He turned his back and whispered: "But if I had heard those words of yours earlier, I might have had a drink with you!"
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After saying those words, Wang Zhou suddenly rushed out. The black sword unfolded and tore through the night. The murderous aura filled the sky. The red gourd had already been sacrificed in the air by him, with flames inside. In a flash, three thousand fire crow troops rushed out, like a cloud of fire. Under the leadership of Wang Zhou, they rushed towards Lu Xinyao behind!
"Bitch, I am a member of the Wang family, how dare you do this evil to me?"
Facing the murderous intent and boundless anger, Lu Xinyao's hands and feet suddenly became cold and her face turned pale.
She never expected that Fang Yuan's sword just now was not originally intended to strike any of them. His sword was originally intended to strike Wang Zhou, and the purpose was very simple, just to kill the king. In the Sea of Zhou's Consciousness, his own consciousness was cut off. Although Wang Zhou would definitely die in this way, before he died, his expression had regained consciousness...
What's even more terrifying is that after Wang Zhou regained consciousness, Fang Yuan returned his sword and fire evil gourd to him.
In other words, from this point on until Wang Zhou's soul dissipated, he was in a peak state!
This made Lu Xinyao feel an indescribable sense of terror in her heart...
A little saint from Zhongzhou who is at his peak!
(End of chapter)