Tantai Guanjian is rarely so happy, but he is really happy now.
Of course he didn't want to die either.
For him, Fang Xiumu is the kind of person who can guarantee that they will not die as long as they can arrive.
The person who can issue the sword light on behalf of the Fanghou Mansion can only be Fang Xiumu.
Meng Fangying was silent for another moment.
He is well aware of the weight of the square embroidered curtain, but he still raised his head a little. He looked at the sky light falling from the thousand dust mountains, and the corners of his mouth curled up stubbornly: "In the past, when I was releasing eagles in the frontier army, I didn't think about it." Too many. I was born as a frontier sergeant, and all I thought about was that this empire would eventually dominate the world like the old Dayou Dynasty and establish a unparalleled hegemony. If I could become a general, I would naturally be famous in history. I don't care who wins the battle. Today, I don't change my mind. I am different from you. What you care about is revenge, but all I want is to destroy you. If the Chu Dynasty is destroyed, I, Daqin, will have no resistance Hands. The grievances of gods are different from what mortals think, and mortals are more than gods after all. So since you have lost back then, it is even more impossible for you to win now."
After a pause, he lowered his head, looked at Ding Ning and Li Daoji, and said slowly: "Even if Fang Xiumu can change anything? Since you can see his sword light, Mitaka under my seat can naturally Seeing his sword light, and... the key is, how long can you stop me?"
When he said the last sentence, his eyes stopped on Ding Ning.
This is a kind of vigilance.
He has already seen how Ding Ning borrowed the true energy of Master Raging Fire. In his opinion, since Li Daoji was Ding Ning's uncle when he practiced in Baiyang Cave, Ding Ning naturally appreciated Li Daoji's skills and true strength. Yuan knew it very well, and it was possible to borrow Li Daoji's true essence.
But since he has seen Ding Ning's method, he will never let such a thing happen again.
Tantai Guanjian understood what Meng Fangying meant, so he immediately became nervous again.
After all, Li Daoji is only a practitioner of Baiyang Cave. How could a practitioner from such a practice place stop Meng Fangying in the slightest
Even if Xue Wangxu defeated Liang Lian back then, Liang Lian's cultivation could not be compared with Meng Fangying at this time.
However, at this moment, Ding Ning's expression became a little strange.
He looked straight into Meng Fangying's eyes, and said in a strange tone: "Old man Xue felt that he couldn't even teach him, so if he sent him away, of course he wanted to find him a much better teacher. Old man Xue is too old. Although fighting with others may not necessarily win, but in terms of knowledge and knowledge of the sword, how many people are much better than him?"
Meng Fangying frowned unconsciously, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.
At the next moment, the sword chant sounded in front of him.
He still didn't feel that Li Daoji could pose any threat to him, but every word Ding Ning said would affect his confidence.
So he didn't want to say any more.
With the sound of the sword chant, there was a mountainous amount of heaven and earth vitality roaring in the sky, but it was not poured into the sword shadow that suddenly appeared in his hand, but poured into his body.
His body suddenly became taller, exuding an aura of looking down on the world.
He cut Li Daoji horizontally with one sword!
No fancy tricks.
This sword was just like a huge boulder, tyrannical and domineering, with all his energy and a huge amount of real energy, he smashed towards Li Daoji without hesitation.
The simpler the sword move, the more often it can be forced to use the same simple method to deal with it.
This turns into a collision of pure forces.
Meng Fangying had reached the seventh realm twenty years ago. Although he hadn't broken through the door between the seventh and eighth realms in the past twenty years, his true essence had already been condensed into incomparably pure, like black iron repeatedly tempered, the true essence How can the strength be comparable to that of a practitioner who has just stepped into the seventh realm
Tantai Guanjian took a deep breath.
He is very nervous.
To Meng Fangying, this sword was just a simple test, but it was very likely to become a direct killing blow.
At this moment, Li Daoji inhaled slowly, he calmed down, took half a step back, and then grasped the white jade-colored sword at his waist.
A loud bang sounded between Li Daoji and Meng Fangying.
In the depths of the thousand dust mountains, there are also echoes constantly ringing, as if there are countless giant swords colliding in these dust mountains.
After these voices sounded, everyone could see clearly that a slightly curved sword light was still firmly in front of Li Daoji, while Meng Fangying's body exuding a look of disdain for the world was thrown backwards. !
Except for the sound of crashing collisions, there was silence in the field.
Tantai Guanjian's eyes widened, he was surprised but not shocked.
Because he instantly understood the sword.
Aries picks horns, the price is stalemate.
In Li Daoji's hands is the suzerain sword of Aries Cave, and what he is displaying at this time is the secret sword of Aries Cave, which uses the weak to defeat the strong.
Meng Fangying was shocked.
Although he was not injured, the real essence in his body was violently vibrating, which made him feel uncomfortable like never before.
His sword, on the contrary, made him seem to hit a city wall while running!
The natal sword in his hand showed its true colors.
This is a silver-white sword, which seems to be condensed with the brilliance of the moon, giving people a quiet but mysterious feeling.
He was retreating, but the sword in his hand had already been swung out.
The turbulent true energy in his body instantly smoothed out with the unbridled gushing.
The natal sword in his hand was full of brilliance, although it was warm but not dazzling.
The silver-white brilliance turned into a crescent moon, covering his figure in it.
The sword intent filled this space, but it exuded a very mysterious feeling, making it difficult for people to determine when and where the sword fell.
The name of this sword is "Yuehua", and it is a sword in the Meng Family's Seven Absolute Sword Classics.
The Qijue Sword Manual is the supreme sword manual of the Meng family, which records the seven sword moves with completely different vitality, but equally unpredictable and powerful sword moves.
Li Daoji's gaze was serious.
But his body posture didn't change much, but his left hand held the long sword across his chest, shaking out some sword wind.
These sword winds have no power at all, and the mood is only reminiscent of the spring breeze blowing willow branches in February.
But in the next moment, the white jade suzerain sword in his right hand was picked out again.
There was another loud bang in the world in front of him and in the depths of the thousand dust mountains, like a thousand giant swords colliding.
The light of the sword that was slightly bent like a sheep's horn continued to shine in front of him.
But before the sword light, Meng Fangying's figure receded even further.
Now even Tantai Guanjian couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
It's another sword and Aries picks the horns.
However, it was just this same sword that broke one of Meng Fangying's unpredictable Seven Absolute Swords.