Thirty miles apart, Fang Xing and Song Guichan attacked each other across the air. The saber energy and palm strength met at a distance, the momentum was majestic and amazing, but after all, they were separated by thirty miles, and when the spells met in the middle, their power had already weakened Quite a lot, after the first strike, Fang Xing slashed for the second time without even thinking about it. In the tenth formation, Song Guichan was as aggressive as his fighting spirit, his breath soared, and the strength of his palm was astonishing amidst the surging clouds of smoke.
However, at this moment, the big golden crow came out again, screaming "croak", and the golden wings cut horizontally.
There was a rumble of turbulence in the void, and smoke and clouds overflowed. Its palm cut off Song Guichan's palm from the middle, and then the whole body was shocked by this palm, and flew into the void far away, hovering proudly in the bright moon. under…
"Two fellow daoists, please save face!"
The Great Golden Crow suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, pretended to be calm, and shouted towards the tenth formation from afar.
It knows that under Fengchan Mountain, there are countless eyes looking at it, so it goes without saying that it is proud.
Even Fang Xing could see what this guy was thinking at a glance, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, this monster gold master, probably from this moment on, he would be different from the person who had torn off one of He Lingzi's arms. , to the person who violently beat the great elder of the Yun family, and now the person who easily cut off the power of this little devil with a good reputation and Song Guichan, the son of Chunyang Dao God...
It is estimated that it will last at least three to five years!
Thanks to the distance between him and Song Guichan for more than 30 miles, his strength was weakened, otherwise he wouldn't dare to show his head if he killed it.
"Hmph, I'm waiting for you in the tenth formation, I hope you can come up!"
Being annoyed by the Great Golden Crow, Song Guichan didn't strike the third palm. Between the two palms, he seemed to suppress the anger in his heart, regained the indifference and arrogance at the beginning, and said something in a low voice , Then the smoke gathered and the sound disappeared.
But this sentence seems like a serious challenge.
Not to mention whether the little devil in Nanzhan can successfully break through ten formations, this alone is enough to make the cultivators in the Northern Territory awe.
Of course, apart from being in awe, I just sigh... The little devil is dead!
Everyone in the Northern Territory knows that Wen Yanxin, the eldest daughter of the Wen family, has admired Song Guichan since she was a child. For decades, although there has been no marriage agreement, Song Guichan has never said anything positively, but there have been many times in private. To defend her, it is also because of Song Guichan's unclear attitude that Wen Yanxin has always been in a detached position in the literary family, and even faintly inferior to Dafu teacher Wen Yiru, and he was cultivated as another child.
Fortunately, the two Daozi are gone together!
Whether it is Song Guichan or the Wen family, they will never let this little devil go...
"Two seniors, go down the mountain, I have something else to do, so I won't see you off..."
The Great Golden Crow waved the flag of the fifth formation, closed the formation, and the smoke spread, revealing the figures of the old man Huqin and Zhang Daoyi below. At this time, the two elders were a little miserable. After a while, he could still sit cross-legged on the mountain path, but Zhang Daoyi looked ashamed, his muscles were broken, his spirit was exhausted, and he was clearly about to melt away.
After glancing at the two old men, Fang Xing felt extremely complicated.
He didn't want to say more hypocritical words, he greeted with a smile, and was about to rush towards the sixth formation.
"Little friend, anyway, the old man is now damaged by the Dao source, and he can't live for a few days, so I will accompany you in the battle and do our best!"
The old man Hu Qin took a deep breath, his long gray beard moved without wind, and his arrogance gradually increased.
"And I!"
Zhang Daoyi, who seemed to have no energy at all, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, and forced himself to say something.
The two old men, at this time, even supported their weak bodies to help Fang Xing break through.
This made Fang Xing feel complicated in his heart, and forced a smile: "No, you two are half dead, and taking you into battle is not enough to distract me. Live, take some panacea, you can still live for a few days, go down and accompany Wanluo old bastard to drink, listen to operas and raise bastards, people have to obey the old, you are useless... "
While laughing, he waved his palm, and a mighty force rolled out, but sent the elders straight down the mountain, while he sat cross-legged on the mountain path, rested for a long time, and then let out a long sigh With a deep breath, he slowly got up and walked towards the fifth formation. Although the injuries on his body had activated the regenerative wood method and were intact, the blood stains on the cassock were shocking and worrying.
"Master..."
Ye Guyin and the others flew to catch the old man Huqin and Zhang Daoyi who were sent down the mountain by Fang Xing. They were in a complicated mood. They looked at Fang Xing who was striding towards the sixth formation on the mountain with tears in his eyes. His mood was both heavy and complicated. , cannot be described in one word.
Just now, I thought that Fang Xing had been trapped in the fifth formation and had no chance of life, but no one thought that for some reason, he won a complete victory, easily broke the formation, and even trapped Shi Shi in the fifth formation. Old man Hu Qin and old man Zhang Daoyi were also rescued. It was a surprise. Just now he was sitting cross-legged on the mountain path to heal his wounds. They entered the battle, but they couldn't relax. When they thought of the glimpse of Chunyang Daozi who was like a god descending into the world just now, they couldn't help feeling an indescribable sense of powerlessness in their hearts, and they didn't even dare to think of resisting him. .
That is the divine power of a peerless master, and it is also the pressure they have heard from various legends in the past four years.
Can Fang Xing really fight against the man known as the hope of the Northern Territory of China
He still has to fight one after another, even if he can get all the way to him, how can his tired body fight against the enemy
"Little devil, Shi has been here for you for a long time, let's settle the old and new scores together!"
In the sixth formation, the gate of the formation suddenly opened wide, revealing the angry face of the spell-casting seal. Behind him, the other two peak masters of the Lingqiao Sect and hundreds of disciples of the Lingqiao Sect formed a killing formation together. , The murderous aura almost formed a dark cloud on the top of the formation, that kind of murderous aura, like the essence, accompanied by the terrifying wind in the sixth formation, whistling one after another, making all the cultivators down the mountain shudder.
The passionate shouting stopped abruptly, and a terrible feeling of depression surged from the bottom of Zhongxiu's heart.
"Lingqiaozong... In order to guard the sixth formation, three Jindan Mahayana peak masters went into battle together..."
After a long while, a Nanzhan monk turned pale with shock and screamed tremblingly.
The situation changed too fast, and they hadn't recovered from the joy of Fang Xing's escape from desperation in the fifth formation, the old man Hu Qin and the old man Zhang Daoyi were accidentally rescued, their hearts suddenly sank into the bottom of the sea, and they had a rift with Fang Xing The biggest dexterity sect has paid so much money, it can be said that all the power of the sect has been put into the sixth formation. This is clearly a situation where Fang Xing will never die...
For a moment, their hearts felt as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and at the same time, there was a look of despair.
In the previous few battles, they only knew the name of the formation, but did not know the principles of the law, so they did not know the difficulty. Now the sixth formation opened the gate of the formation due to the spell casting, revealing the situation in a corner of the formation, and let them intuitively realize The difficulty of the sixth formation... This is still a breakthrough, it is clearly fighting on the battlefield... All the golden core power of the Lingqiaozong, plus the power of the sixth formation, this difficulty...
Even Nascent Soul doesn't dare to say that it can charge over steadily, let alone Fang Xing who only has the Golden Core Middle Realm
And just now I saw that Fang Xing sat cross-legged on the mountain path to heal his injuries after he came out of the fifth formation. It can be seen that he was not relaxed at this time, and now he immediately encountered such a strong enemy. How can you get in
Even the Taoist masters of the North Three Paths softened a little, with a hint of pleasure flashing across his face.
"This kid has broken into the five elements formation, which surprised me a bit. Now that he died in the sixth formation, he is relieved!"
Daoist Talisman of Talisman Artifacts is even more sullen: "This kid has a lot of chances. His alchemy in the first five rounds took advantage of it. It's not because of his real skills. Now the next six rounds are all based on real skills. I'd rather It depends on how young he is, how long he can last..."
"Haha...Okay, old debts and new debts will be settled together, shameless, let's see who can save you this time!"
Fang Xing on the mountain rushed straight into the sixth formation without any hesitation, and when the formation closed, he saw only smoke and clouds, but no one was seen.
It's just the shouts and killing sounds in the formation, but it makes all the cultivators feel dignified, and it's hard to hold on.
"Hehe, little devil, with the Great Wind Flag and the Nether Orb around, where can you hide?"
"Kill! Use the power of the big formation to kill this son in one fell swoop, and whoever takes his head will be promoted to the god son of my sect!"
"Wow... At this time, you still dare to be fierce and kill my clever disciple, little devil, I will smash you into pieces!"
"He is clearly afraid of battle! Quickly, quickly, all the disciples form an formation and kill him alive!"
Occasionally, the hissing sound coming from the formation made the eyes of all the cultivators down the mountain terrified, and no one spoke for a long time.
"Three golden elixir Mahayana, this... what can I do..."
The anxious voice of monk Nanzhan changed, and it was mixed with fear and worry.
"He already had a deep enmity with the Lingqiao Sect. Now it's over. The Lingqiao Sect has completely let go of the dignity of the big sect, and sent three peak masters of Jindan Mahayana to deal with a junior like him. This shows that the Lingqiao Sect has made up its mind Heart to kill..."
"Hey, he really shouldn't be arrogant, he insists on breaking into ten battles, if only he agreed to God Son Chunyang just now..."
Ying Qiaoqiao, who was playing the qin, helped her master back, and then sat back on the bluestone, intending to play the qin, but suddenly shed tears on the strings. Beside her, among monks Nan Zhan, there was a sound of worry and anxiety in the ears, and there were endless sighs, and some even sighed as if they hated iron but steel, deeply feeling that Fang Xingshi hadn't grasped the opportunity, which caused him Now in such a desperate situation.
"Why?"
At this moment, a voice full of hatred suddenly rang out. It was Chu Ci, the little princess of Chu Wangting. Rolling down along his porcelain-like face, he seemed to have collapsed, and shouted almost with all his strength: "Could it be impossible for him to break through the ten formations of Feng Chan for you alone? Why? Why are you all in the same place?" Look here, why do you let him fight for you all by himself?"
All the people avoided the little girl's eyes, couldn't bear it, and didn't dare to look directly at her.
At this moment, only Li Hongyi cast his eyes on the void in the distance, clenched his fingers tightly, as if hesitating a certain decision.