Bai Ying opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood, which was mixed with many transparent grains, like gems.
These are the purest crystals of his true essence, but some of them are naturally separated from the blood, following the flow of some heaven and earth vitality, naturally falling on Fang Xiumu's body, and then disappearing.
Most people can't see such a picture clearly, but the three armies and some other practitioners in the vast wilderness can perceive it.
These people were horrified, and coupled with Su Xiumu's performance in the previous battle, this method of "swallowing" other people's true essence for his own use was no different from the legendary monsters.
However, the aura on Fang Xiumu's body was natural and clean, and the sword light even carried that sacred taste.
So these people, including Bai Ying, had a brand new perception, thinking of some things that were not recorded in the classics.
These experiences and perceptions cannot be directly transformed into anything, but they are like some seeds that fell in the hearts of these practitioners.
In the vast wilderness between the three armies of the Menghou Mansion and the Thousand Dust Mountains, there are naturally other masters. What kind of injury, this makes people feel infinitely emotional and shocked, and even makes people despair.
Ever since the Battle of Changling before Yuan Wu ascended the throne, the world of practitioners has been relatively peaceful. However, after the Lushan League, amazing flashes of light have appeared in the world of practitioners.
The killing of the old monk of Donghu to the imperial palace has broken the three eagles in an instant, as if entering the land of no one. Once again, practitioners in the world have clearly realized that even among the masters of the seven realms, there is still a huge gap. gap.
Now these desperate practitioners in the wilderness know that they can't change anything, and they are powerless to stop Fang Xiumu's progress. However, the battles they have witnessed with their own eyes, and the seeds that have fallen in their hearts will definitely cause great damage to the world of practitioners in the future. big change.
There is no one to stop, and the thousand mountains of dust are right in front of you.
Feeling the sword intent in the thousand dust mountains, Fang Xiumu's eyes showed great respect, and then he threw himself into it without hesitation.
There were some uncontrollable cries of joy in the wasteland.
These people are friends of Bashan Sword Field, or enemies of Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu, but they are either blocked by their opponents, or have no combat power to approach Chenshan. In their view, the arrival of Fang Xiumu can already Determine the final outcome of this battle.
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Fang Xiumu entered the dust mountain formation, and the energy in his body naturally pulled the vitality in the thousands of dust mountains, causing a strange rhythm to appear in the thousands of dust mountains.
"The Fangxiu curtain is here."
Ding Ning immediately sensed such a wonderful rhythm, and said to Changsun Qianxue, Tantai Guanjian and others with emotion.
At the same time, the enemies in the magic circle also knew about Fang Xiumu's arrival.
What greeted Fang Xiumu was a mysterious and violent sword energy.
This sword energy is like a raging giant, shaking the world hysterically, tearing the sky apart.
Fang Xiumu didn't even have a clear view of the scene in front of him, a corner of the dust mountain in front of him had already been broken, this mysterious and violent sword energy had already blocked all his approach and retreat like an overwhelming dust storm, and swept it all inside .
Anger itself is a terrifying force, the soul of this sword energy. However, Fang Xiumu didn't feel nervous at all when he encountered such a terrifying sword energy as soon as he entered the battle, because his breakthrough was caused by anger.
A practitioner like a stone Buddha will either not get angry or get angry, and few people can match this kind of anger.
So Fang Xiumu returned a sword naturally.
With this sword, he unleashed the fury of losing his most beloved brother.
With his swing of the sword, golden flames even burned in the air, and there was a loud bang, the sword energy in front of him was unmatched, and it was torn apart like cloth being torn by a sharp instrument.
With an unbelievable shout, the practitioner who issued the sword appeared at the bottom of the pit not far in front of Fangxiu Curtain.
The huge crater came from the collision of this sword.
This cultivator is Meng Fangying. His lips and teeth are full of blood. Although he is still standing at the bottom of the pit like cast iron, there is the sound of shocking waves crashing inside his body.
Meng Fangying, who had been hit hard, seemed to have reached his limit, but without stopping, he uttered another scream.
Accompanied by this sharp howl, the sword light in front of him burst forth, and there was a smell of new life in his body. The power of this sword light was even stronger than the previous sword.
This sword is the first of the Seven Absolute Swords of the Menghou Mansion, breaking the cocoon.
This sword intent not only breaks through the limitations of many of its own meridians, but also stimulates stronger power after being injured. The most important thing is that the sword qi also has the power to break some vitality flow laws and prevent the opponent's vitality from gathering .
Following his roar and sword light, a mournful remnant body appeared in the dusty mountain on the left side of the square embroidered curtain.
This is the old monster in Jiaodong County whose body was chopped off by Ding Ning.
When the remaining true essence in her body gushed out like a storm, she couldn't suppress the injuries on her body. Endless blood and even some broken organs splashed out of her body .
The last force that burst out from her body dragged the vitality in the magic circle, and finally turned into a crimson glow.
This glow is filled with a smell of corruption, just like the decay of years.
Fang Xiumu took a deep breath.
He draws the sword.
Countless thunderclaps resounded in the dust mountain.
The thunder did not spread outward, but instead converged towards his body.
A sword light with sacred light lit up in front of him, and then split into two.
There was a muffled shock.
The remnant body of the old monster from Jiaodong County was shattered into countless fragments, like many bright flower petals flying in the dust.
Fang Xiumu fell into a pit hundreds of meters away.
There were countless blood lines on his body, and the crimson glow leaked out from his skin, giving his body a rotten smell.
Meng Fangying sat down at the bottom of the pit, looking at the hard-hit Fang Xiumu, his heart was filled with absurd feelings other than shock.
At this moment, he couldn't understand why Fang Xiumu dared to take such a joint blow from him and Zheng An.
Then he began to vomit blood, vomiting blood profusely.
A tiny trace of sword energy that he couldn't contain attacked his heart at that moment, cutting off one of his main blood vessels.
He couldn't control the spurt of blood in his body.
He could only vomit blood uncontrollably, as if he wanted to vomit all the blood in his body.
The scorching blood was full of bitterness in his mouth.
Now he understands.
Facing Cai Cai's assassination, Fang Xiumu completed his assassination.