Who else could there be? In a daze, from this Cangxuan sect, a terrifying aura erupted, and in the blink of an eye, the sword light followed like a shadow, heading straight for this Fang Wenjing!

Fang Wenjing was shocked before raising his head.

This sword is coming straight for him!

This terrifying breath, at the moment, erupted from within this Cangxuan faction, this breath is terrifying, anyone can change color in shock, this breath, has already reached the innate four realms!

Innate Four Realms!!

What a concept!

"Impossible!" Fang Wenjing's face changed dramatically at the moment, how could there be such a person in this Cangxuan Sect? He was unbelievable, and his whole face couldn't help but change again and again, looking a little ugly.

The best at it!

At the moment, he seemed to understand all of a sudden, no wonder this Luo Cang was so confident, in his sect, there was such a master!

His eyes were slightly distracted for a moment, and at this moment, Fang Wenjing was thinking about this.

But alas, everything seems to be a little late!

"Sect Master, be careful!!" Still fighting, Bai Xiaoru's face changed greatly, the first disciple of the Sword Sect raised his head suddenly, almost lost his voice, but in this short moment, even if he wanted to make a move, it seemed too late!

The latter, from this square mirror, is too close!

That's right, this Luo Cang has been seducing before.

He used this Tyrannical Pill to attract the attention of this Fang Wenjing, consume his energy, and finally, sold another flaw, so that this Fang Wenjing would risk assassinating him at the last moment!

And this old sect master just made a move!!

And their purpose is nothing else, that is, in today's battle, to kill this Fang Wenjing!

He didn't have anything else, he just wanted to drag this Sword Sect into the water.

This Cangxuan sect is so crazy!

The moment the lightning flowed, all this came too suddenly, and everyone was exclaiming, but if they wanted to stop it, it would seem a little too late! Fang Wenjing's face changed.

When he went out with this sword, he obviously went straight to this Luo Cang's heart.

As soon as the sword came out, the whole person had gone all out.

But this will, the latter someone will take action!

He wants to defend himself, it's too late!

I only saw that from this sect of the Cangxuan Sect, an old man's body flew out at once, and then, this palm slammed into the chest of this Fang Wenjing, this is an old man with white hair, this old man, more than ninety years old, his qi and blood are declining, but this breath is still terrifying.

The breath of the innate four realms slammed into the chest of this Fang Wenjing, and this violent power, at the moment, was also devastating, and it was constantly poured into the chest of this Fang Wenjing!

Fang Wenjing screamed miserably, the blood in his mouth poured out, and the whole person flew out upside down!

This palm was enough to kill him!

But this will, from the chest of this Fang Wen Mirror, a gray mirror suddenly emerges, a magic weapon!

Chen Fan's eyes condensed slightly, one of the magic weapons of the cultivation realm, as soon as this magic weapon emerged, it was evident that this was a small gray mottled mirror, the mirror was not big, only the size of a palm.

It was covered with cracks, and the breath had weakened to the extreme.

This magic weapon, which is close to shattering, has obviously been used for too long.

At that moment, the old sect master of the Cangxuan Sect slammed it up, and this mirror directly shattered, but from this mirror, a gray power emerged, and this power surpassed the innate four realms.

Most of the power was absorbed by this gray power, and this Fang Wenjing flew out upside down at once.

The blood in his mouth spurted wildly, and he was seriously injured all over the body.

The meridians are broken two or three out of ten!

With one palm, he almost killed this Fang Wenjing, and the old man even fell to the ground, and everyone saw clearly that this old man had a long beard and a fierce face, and there was a fierce look on his pine-like face, and the people around him exclaimed in unison, "Zhao Baiyu!"

Zhao Baiyu, the last old sect master of this Cangxuan faction, has long been rumored that this Zhao Baiyu is dead, but today, this person is still alive!

Moreover, his cultivation even broke through to the Innate Four Realms!

Even if his qi and blood are already declining, this Zhao Baiyu is already not to be underestimated!

Fang Wenjing people flew out upside down, and they had already been picked up by the people who asked the Sword Sect, and the people who asked the Sword Sect were all frightened, and this Zhao Baiyu's eyes also skipped a trace of regret.

This look of regret flashed in a flash, but it was a pity that it was not killed.

But this sword of the Sword Sect had already fallen into his hands.

Baibo Sword, the spirit soldier is of the highest grade, asking the treasure of the Sword Sect, at the moment, being held by this Zhao Baiyu, the whole sword is constantly trembling, trying his best to resist, and this Zhao Baiyu snorted coldly, and from his palm, the terrifying aura also broke out.

This white wave sword can't move, but this power of resistance is still there!

This is the spirit soldier.

"Wow. Fang Wenjing fell to the ground, his eyes were scattered, and a deep palm print on his chest broke seven or eight of his ribs, this change came too quickly, and the others didn't even react, and at that moment, their faces changed in unison.

"Sect Master!" Bai Xiaoru rushed to the side of this Fang Wenjing, and Bai Xiaoru, who was twenty-seven years old, howled and cried.

The disciples of the Sword Sect were all moved.

Bai Xiaoru's generation of famous sons, I heard that he was still pulled by this sect master, and now it seems that this piece of filial piety really moved the world, and in the distance, Chen Fan couldn't help frowning secretly.

This Bai Xiaoru, if there is no mistake in his memory, it seems that he is not such a person......

And he ,...... Is it hiding?

Chen Fan twisted his eyebrows, from this Bai Xiaoru's body, Chen Fan's Tai Shang jumped slightly, Chen Fan felt that this person's actual breath may not be simple! However, he couldn't see too many clues in this Tai Part 1, of course, it was also because of the distance.

Bai Xiaoru knelt beside Fang Wenjing, howling for a while, swallowing his voice.

This famous prince won the attention of countless people at once.

Brushing and brushing, the heads of the remaining seven sects are all out in one breath, and everyone is nervously surrounding this Zhao Baiyu! This Zhao Baiyu is not dead, this is simply the biggest threat to the people present!

I have known for a long time that it is not so easy to destroy a big sect!

Who isn't like that?

Zhao Baiyu sneered, and at that moment, he slowly took two steps forward, and behind him, this Luo Cang followed him quietly, Zhao Baiyu's face was covered with old age spots, and now half of his foot has entered the ground.

When he was young, he was seriously injured by the hands of others, and it is not easy to survive until now.

This longevity is even more discounted!

Not surprisingly, even if he didn't have today, he wouldn't have lived for five years, and today, he didn't plan to live.

It's just that...... This palm failed to kill this party, which is really a pity.

Zhao Baiyu's cold and calm gaze glanced at Fang Wenjing, and at that moment, he slowly retracted it, sneered, Zhao Baiyu said, "What, don't continue to step forward, don't have enough guts?"

The heads of the seven factions had ugly faces, this time, the ancestors of their family did not come, and they were just congenital from the first realm to the second realm.

Want to besiege this Zhao Baiyu?

The people in the morning are all smart people, if they lose themselves here, the entire sect will plummet!

"Mr. Mo!" asked the people of the Sword Sect, directly asked for help from this inattentive officer, at this moment, the black-robed old man of this uncircumvented sect couldn't help but be slightly moved, he knew that he didn't seem to be able to do this anymore.

This Mr. Mo slowly took two steps forward, and the breath of the innate three realms emanated from his body.

The crowd moved out of the way.

The people in the distance were already boiling, the corners of Chen Fan's mouth were raised, and sure enough, everything was as he expected, and this time the battle seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

Pang Yuan was surprised, a little incredulous, "Mr. Mo, how did you know?"

Chen Fan shook his head and did not explain.

The black-robed old man of the Zhou Gate, all the way to the front of this, his eyes sank, he originally came here, it had already made him unhappy, but he didn't expect that this little thing, the waste in this world can't handle it!

He was secretly annoyed in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just turned his gaze to this Zhao Baiyu, "When you are old, are you committing suicide, or will I do it?"

At the moment, this inattentive officer, such a calm and domineering way.