Fangjiliu is a world of its own at its feet, first the yellow light is shining, and then the color of green glass slowly overflows, and then it is reflected on Fangjiliu bit by bit, and what is even more wonderful is that the color seems to be integrated with Fangjiliu. A living set of glazed blue suits......

Wang Luo, who was already in the air, heard Guan Ju's shout, where could he still hold his body, and the stone knife in his hand slashed towards Fang Jiliu.

"Bang Bang 、、、"

The knife in Wang Luo's hand did not touch the Fang Ji Liu, as if it had bruised into a barrier in the air, and it was broken and disintegrated bit by bit.

Fang Jiliu stood in front of Wang Luo, staring at Wang Luo's eyes: "Enchantment? ”

Fang Jiliu smiled, like a spring breeze, his right hand suddenly stretched out, and directly dragged Wang Luo's whole person, and slammed it into the yellow enchantment, smashing a big hole on the ground.

Wang Luo only felt as if his internal organs were broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Wang Luo......" Guan Ju, who was watching on the bridge, panicked, looking left and right as if he was looking for something.

Zhu Yelang on the side grabbed Guan Ju and shook his head silently.

Wang Luo endured the pain and tried to stand up with one hand, but suddenly found that his body was like a mountain on his shoulders, and he couldn't get up no matter how hard he used.

Wang Luo gritted his teeth: "Your enchantment is a little unusual. ”

Fang Jiliu, who retreated for a distance, held the sword in his right hand, and looked at Lin Huazhi not far away: "Death, it's not so terrible." ”

"I also forgot to tell you that the name of my enchantment is 'Qianjin'. It is designed to trap the enemy, and if you come in and are suppressed, you can't get out. Fang Jiliu explained.

There is another point that Fang Jiliu did not say, this enchantment is a gift from the master to himself on the day of his coming-of-age ceremony, and I like it very much.

Fang Jiliu seemed to have remembered something, there was still something important to do, what was the waste of words and tongue with the person in front of him?

Fang Jiliu held the sword in his right hand, and in his left hand, a goose-like object appeared and threw it into the air above Wang Luo.

I saw that the black goose stone did not fall, but hovered in the air and spun rapidly.

Wang Luo in the "Qianjin" enchantment was in a half-kneeling state, but suddenly the whole person fell down and lay directly on the ground, and the deep pit just now fell a lot.

Another mouthful of blood......

"It's over!" Fang Jiliu said, his voice so small that he and Wang Luo could hear it.

The sword, named "Haruki", emitted a slow "dripping drop", like the sound of rain falling on the stone steps.

Wang Luo stared at the direction of the Fangji Stream, and all the scenery in front of him seemed to have a phantom, and began to sway left and right.

"Oh no, there's something wrong with Fang Jiliu's sword. Zhu Yelang couldn't help but say.

At this moment, Guan Ju's face was cold, as if he was fine, but his face was very pale.

Wang Luo was trapped within the barrier, and the spring tree seemed to have turned into thousands, splitting into ten thousand sword shadows......

As they got closer, there was a stabbing sound in the air, and the thunder continued.

"Are you going to die?" said Wang Luo to himself.

"I've just come to this world, how can a good person die like this?"

The sword comes with the wind, and the shadow travels with the night.

"Poof", the sword in Fang Jiliu's hand was empty, it was empty, and the king was gone?

"Lao Tzu is a good person, can he die like this? Lao Tzu's own setting, Lao Tzu himself will be in charge!" Wang Luo's roar came from all around Fang Jiliu.

But Fang Jiliu did not see the figure of Wang Luo.

"Oops!" Fang Jiliu said in his heart.

The ground beneath his feet bulged, like lightning, like spring buds sprouting, and he broke through the ground and threw a punch that smashed into Fang Jiliu's jaw.

The whole person was smashed into the air, and then Wang Luo took the advantage of a small space and teleported to the sky above Fangjiliu, and the whole person was like an eagle, falling from the sky and smashing straight into Fangjiliu's chest.

There was a rumbling sound, and the intersecting stream was once again buried in the rubble.

Wang Luo gave him a chance to breathe, flew into the smoke, and lay on the ground in the square, his whole face distorted.

"It's supposed to be me who should say it's over. Wang Luo said in a deep voice, the five fingers in his hand flipped over, and the Fang Ji Liu lying on the ground seemed to be held by something, and the whole person began to become distorted.

Wang Luo's five fingers began to exert a little force, but at the moment when his fist was clenched, the entire palm suddenly collapsed. Fang Jiliu in front of him, but got up from the ground, Fang Jiliu trembled, his body was purple and blue, his hair was all draped, he stared at Wang Luo in front of him, and said word by word: "You are very strong!"

"Open!" Fang Jiliu roared.

Fangjiliu disappeared into the smoke, and the whole small world fell silent.

The sound of the wind disappeared, and the sound of running water under the stone bridge disappeared.

Wang Luo could only hear the sound of his own breathing, which vibrated "dong dong dong".

But the ground beneath his feet began to shake, up and down, and all the senses seemed to return.

The smoke cleared, Wang Luo suddenly raised his head, and Fang Jiliu was in the air above him.

Stepping on the "Spring Tree" sword, he changed his position and stood like an ape.

"I don't know why you broke my little barrier, but you're the strongest I've ever met. You must know that it will take some time for my little barrier to be broken by my master. That's why I can't lose, and I'm very happy to meet you. After Fang Jiliu finished speaking, he suddenly laughed.

Wang Luo stared at the intersecting flow in the air, and for the first time, he felt that a man's smile could be regarded as beautiful?

Wang Luo immediately wiped out this evil thought, shook his head, and said to the side: I didn't expect it, but the evil thought was scattered.

"I have three swords, one is called Haruki, one is called Matsukaze, and the last one is called Concubine Xiao. Fang Jiliu didn't move, and said to Wang Luo on the stone bridge, but he was a little proud.

Where did Wang Luo understand Fang Jiliu's words, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this person's gourd.

"Yunli Imperial City Shuangfengque, spring trees in the rain ten thousand people, go!" Fang Jiliu looked at Wang Luo and beckoned.

Immediately, the sword under Fang Jiliu's feet flew towards Wang Luo.

Wang Luo bent down and drew a circle, dodging the sword of Chunshu. Then he threw his right hand back, trying to grab the sword.

But where could the king be allowed to grab the sword, and the wind sounded in his ears, and a silver-white sword stabbed himself with a whistling sound.

Wang Luo stabilized his body and once again dodged Songfeng's sneak attack.

And Fang Ji in the air flowed, and the sword named Concubine Xiao was obviously just held in the air by Fang Ji Liu.

The sword qi was more than ten feet away from the sky, but the stone bridge was stripped of its skin layer by layer.

And what's even more terrifying is that the two swords that had just been dodged by themselves seemed to have divine sense, and they came from behind them again.

Three different directions.

Is it so simple to suffer from the enemy on the belly and back?