The world turned into a millstone, and the eight ancient swords were suppressed in the middle.
And as Fang Xing moved his hands up and down, straight and back, slowly pushing the world's great grinder, everything around him began to undergo terrifying changes. As he pushed away the Great Mill of Heaven and Earth, it began to become distorted and collapsed. The divine power of the Great Mill of Heaven and Earth moved everything around it, and the whole mountain collapsed. Pushing to the side with force, there was a bang, and above his head, there was a sudden light, revealing a starry sky, and it was he who split the mountain above his head, causing the mountain to collapse and turned into a valley, exposed to the sky. under the stars.
In this valley, the little princess widened her eyes and hid behind a hundred feet away. Fang Xing stood in the void in the middle of the valley, pushing the big millstone with both hands, with eight ancient swords floating around her. One had even pierced Fang Xing's chest, three inches into his body, and the one pointing to his forehead had also touched his skin, and even pierced a scarlet dot!
But at this moment, the Eight Paths Ancient Sword, suppressed by the power of heaven and earth, could no longer move an inch.
Even as Fang Xing pushed the great millstone of heaven and earth, the eight ancient swords began to twist and cracks appeared.
"No, it's not fair..."
The eight ancient swords roared, and the angry roar of Young Master Li Hen resounded.
He found that he was suppressed by Fang Xing, and his heart was full of unwillingness. Originally, his last blow was like lightning, which could directly crush Fang Xing, but because of the attack of the little princess of Yaochi, he was slowed down. It took a moment for Fang Xing to successfully display this magical power of infinitely attracting immortals. Moreover, in normal times, even if most of the sword light was suppressed, as long as there was still a sword light wandering outside, he would still stand upright. Not to be slow, because he doesn't have himself at all, and Jian Guang is just manifesting!
But at that time, he was hit by Fang Xing with a real fire, intending to kill the enemy with one blow, incarnation of eight swords, occupying eight directions, intending to crush Fang Xing in one fell swoop, but fell into his trap, causing himself to be completely suppressed by this magical power in it...
Vaguely, he felt a fatal crisis!
No matter how strong his sword is, it cannot cut through the sky, nor can it shatter the earth...
And Fang Xing's supernatural power, which is based on heaven and earth, just restrained his swordsmanship!
Not reconciled!
He roared angrily and struggled desperately...
"Hehe, if you want to be fair, go play in mud with children..."
Fang Xing was also gnashing his teeth at this time, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and the wound on his chest was pierced by the ancient sword. Blood was even splattering out, and his hands were also trembling, stiffly, inch by inch, thread by thread. Pushing this great millstone of heaven and earth, it seems that he has the upper hand now, but in fact, as long as he is a little slack and passes the Eight Paths Ancient Sword forward, he will immediately end up being crushed, so he also resorted to eating With the strength of milk, all the magic power in his body was rumbled out, and he didn't hold back at all.
It can be said that this was the first time he had encountered such a terrifying situation since the Huangfu Clan was wiped out.
Young Master Lihen is really terrifying!
Compared to the freak of the Yuan family seven hundred years ago, Fang Xing thinks that he is a freak!
According to the legend, that freak can train himself to death in order to practice great skills!
And this Young Master Lihen, he really forcibly trained himself to death!
Such a person is simply a lunatic!
However, at the risk of losing his life, he finally lured this lunatic into a trap!
As the great millstone of heaven and earth turned inch by inch, cracks like spider webs appeared on the eight ancient swords, and then they shattered into pieces of sword light with a "ding" sound, some of which were caused by the power of heaven and earth. Under the crushing pressure, it shattered into smaller fragments, and Fang Xing now wants to completely crush these fragments into pure divine light by pushing the world's great millstone, and combine the spirit and spirit of Young Master Lihen contained in these swords with The consciousness is completely crushed, and I can't believe that at that time, this lunatic can still survive...
Although it was as dangerous as walking on the clouds, it still managed to win the game, and the eight ancient swords were restrained and gradually faded away.
In this contest, the balance of victory has been tilted towards Fang Xing.
However, at this moment, a faint laughter suddenly sounded in the field: "The devil who disturbed the battle of Demon Abyss really deserves his reputation. Huo'er has practiced swords for ten years and stepped on his own way. In a few more years, Once you have reached the ultimate state of the golden core realm, you can cultivate into the Supreme Sword Infant. In the eyes of this old man, only the young Situ of Fuyao Palace can compete with him. Next time, even he will suffer from this big loss, if the old man doesn't make a move, this time he will really be at a disadvantage..."
The moment he heard this voice, Fang Xing's heart sank uncontrollably.
Then he saw several figures appearing in the surrounding void, and his heart sank even further.
Now, the battle between him and Young Master Lihen broke through the mountain, and he forcibly opened the mountain and cracked the ground from the cave, turning the battlefield into a valley with a starry sky above his head. An old man in sackcloth, with a flimsy figure and fluttering robes, was the Lihen Tiandao Lord, who unexpectedly chased after him at some point and watched silently.
And in the surroundings, there are even more figures manifested, with long beards and white eyebrows, and vigorous aura, they seem to be the elders of Li Hentian.
Fang Xing originally wanted to quickly defeat Young Master Lihen and run away, but he didn't expect that before the winner was decided, he would already fall into the siege, and the only glimmer of hope in his heart was instantly shattered , like a small animal caught in a quagmire.
"Girl Xiaoqing, if you helped that devil once, I'll help my apprentice too..."
Taoist Li Hate looked at the little princess of Yaochi with a smile, like a kind old man, but his gaze made the little princess of Yaochi jump in fear, and while speaking, the old man slightly raised his hand, and a ray of light came down However, under this divine light, the eight ancient swords that had been crushed by the great millstone of heaven and earth suddenly gained new power and began to move forward at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Chick!" "Chick!" "Chick!" "Chick!"...
These eight ancient swords were originally very close to Fang Xing, and they were suppressed by him with the power of the great millstone of heaven and earth. At this time, driven by this divine light, they immediately flew forward forcibly, and several more pierced in immediately. There were terrible wounds on Fang Xing's body, but the one that pierced his forehead didn't move forward, but it was the Taoist Lihen who obviously didn't want Fang Xing's soul to dissipate.
"Hey hey...it's not fair..."
Fang Xing was sweating profusely and screamed desperately.
"Hehe, if you want to be fair, why don't you go play in mud with the children?"
Master Lihen laughed coldly, but returned what Fang Xing had just said to Young Master Lihen.
"Old bastard, aren't you even worse than a kid playing in mud?"
Fang Xing yelled angrily, and with one sentence, he was speechless again...
You can choke people to death when you say it, but when you take your words back, you still have a backup waiting
"Hmph, sharp tongue and sharp teeth, such absurd child, why keep it?"
Daoist Lihen let out a cold shout, his eyes showed murderous intent, he flicked off his sleeves, and the divine light descended.
The Eight Paths Ancient Sword transformed by Young Master Lihen received a powerful boost again in an instant, and flew forward quickly.
The sword was radiant, with infinite murderous intent, and Fang Xing's body was about to be crushed.
At this moment, Fang Xing was also terrified, and he couldn't care less about keeping his hand anymore. With a muffled snort, the world millstone that was being pushed by gritting his teeth reversed in an instant, and the eight ancient swords were stabbing forward with unimaginable force. But he didn't expect that he would suddenly push back against the great millstone of heaven and earth, and the yin and yang reversed for a while, the suppressing force turned into a driving force, within the range of mana, the power reversed, the forward became backward, and the eight ancient swords flew forward How fast it is, how fast it is retreating now, fleeing to the four directions in an instant, cutting down the mountain peaks.
Fang Xing was also covered in blood, he staggered, but he gritted his teeth, and he raised the murderous knife and was about to jump into the air to fight the Lihen Daoist with his life.
"The devil dares to be presumptuous!"
In the air, several elders from Li Hentian shouted coldly, all of them flew down and waved their palms to suppress. Fang Xing is now at the end of his strength, and the momentum of flying is just summoning up his last bit of strength. How can he resist it? Being suppressed by the divine power of these Lihentian Yuanying elders, he was immediately covered by the head-on head, roaring madly, wielding the dragon-shaped murderous knife, holding back his last strength to fight resolutely.
"You don't want to be an assassin, let Huo'er kill this thief. He has been in seclusion for ten years, and he has cultivated the supreme swordsmanship. Now he is invincible in the first battle as a fledgling. Let his sword drink the blood of this devil! The blood can be regarded as offering a sword for him!"
Master Lihen gave the order coldly, and then shouted into the distance: "Huoer, why don't you come and kill this son?"
"Thank you Master for fulfilling..."
In the distance, countless sword lights emerged from between the mountains and rocks, but they turned into the appearance of Mr. Li Hen, bowing their hands in thanks.
"Let's gossip less, you have retreated for ten years and lacked luck, and now is your chance. Use your sword to kill this devil, and you will gain his luck invisibly, which is enough to make up for your ten-year lack. Remember to keep his soul, this child is related to Baiduan Mountain's good fortune, as a teacher, he will refine his soul into a puppet, and when the immortal ancestor returns, Baiduan Mountain's good fortune will be within my reach..."
The Taoist Master Li Hate sneered coldly, holding the Pearl of Wisdom, he had already sealed Fang Xing's fate.
Young Master Lihen laughed loudly, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Devil, if you are so cunning, why don't you want to die by my sword?"
"Shh!" "Shhh!" "Shhh!" "Shhh!"...
In the midst of the scolding, his figure flew into the air, and then turned into a rain of swords, flying down.
At this moment, Fang Xing was forcibly suppressed by the elders of Li Hentian, and let the sword rain fall, like a fish waiting to be slaughtered...