Sure enough, with the kung fu of half a pillar of incense, the flying flotsam outside the house was induced, and it was Fang Qinghua who arrived. Tian Yan remained silent, and under the influence of his mind, thousands of flying flakes fluttered slowly, all of which were glued to the old woman, waiting to be launched.

This Fang Qinghua relied on his cultivation to be profound, but he simply did not hide his head and tail, so he broke into the door with such a big grin, but saw that there was no figure in half of the house, and under careful inspection, there was no mechanism formation ambush, so he was a little impatient in his heart, frowning and muttering to himself: "These two little ghosts are so annoying, but where do you want the old woman to find them?" I saw a snow-white sword light slashing in the air, and the momentum sank vigorously, and its speed was very fast.

She walked deeply, seeing that although this sword had some weather, the heat was still shallow, she sneered at the moment, did not dodge or dodge, the blue light flashed in her hand, and she pointed to meet it. Just wait for this long sword to fly, and then catch this charming little girl and tear it in half. As soon as the gesture started, there was a change in the sword light, and an identical girl in Tsing Yi came out, holding a black sword, and slashed at the waist. The spirit of bravery is still excessive, and his mouth is still shouting: "Dead old woman, and eat your aunt's sword!"

This kind of natal sword soul is really incredible, Fang Qinghua was stunned for a moment, and then he was taken the lead, only to see two cyan streamers flying up and down, gathering and scattering, one black and one white, criss-crossing and crisscrossing each other, echoing each other, and it became a set of combo methods. The two sisters have been immersed in this method since childhood, and they are also connected by heart and blood, which adds many wonderful uses. It's like a strange swordsman with four hands and four feet, which can be divided and combined, and the relationship between attack and defense is extremely elusive and difficult to entangle. In addition, Tian Yan had already held the Red Flame Fire Crow and the Leakless Blood Bead in his hand, and he had a magical power to check and fill in the gaps for the two sisters.

Fang Qinghua is the head of a great sword sect, even if he is placed in the six realms, he can be regarded as the number one well-known figure, seeing that he was negligent in his own family, and was kicked in the face by a few juniors between three moves and two styles, the anxiety in his heart suddenly became blazing. With a loud shout, the natal flying sword drilled out from the heavenly spirit, regardless of the light and shadow in the sky, dazzling people's ears and eyes, but it was full of Dao power, the long sword was rounded, and under the huge force of the drum, it was destroyed and decayed, and the entire house was turned into pieces, a mess. The three of them were also shocked and fell backwards again and again, embarrassed, and the sisters of the Bo family fought in close combat, directly hitting their fronts, and at this time they were already injured, and their faces were abnormally pale.

Fang Qinghua made a meritorious contribution with one blow, his heart was open, he sneered, and the flying sword above his head shot out, directly taking Bo Wangxue. This time it used seventy or eighty percent of its strength, and it was already enveloped, and he couldn't move at all, and it seemed that it was a miserable end for his brain to be pierced and his skull rotten.

Tian Yan had already prepared, and the mille-feuille reef burst out and stopped in front of Bo Wangxue. Hearing a muffled bang, the entire palace was shaken, the flying sword retreated back, hovering above Fang Qinghua's head, and the mille-feuille reef was also smashed out of a gap the size of a skull, and the stone powder fell in a torrent, and the damage was not small.

Fang Qinghua smiled coldly and said, "No wonder you have the courage to sneak attack me, it's just that these eight-grade magic weapons fall into your hands, what can you do?" Another sword flew out and went straight to Tian Yan. Although she is a woman, she has taken a fierce path in the way of the sword, and a dark flying sword door panel is also like, without a blade, and she is stunned to come over, and she is actually using all her strength. In the place where he passed, gusts of evil wind rolled up, and he brought a piece of crisp looseness.

What she said was indeed true, although the mille-feuille reef was an eight-grade defensive weapon with extremely strong protection, it was too high in grade, and the amount of power consumed was huge, and it was difficult to show all its strength. With Tian Yan and other small cultivators of the Four Realms, exerting four or five percent of their power, it is already the limit, where can they block the full force of the masters of the Divine Journey Realm?

Tian Yan hurriedly rolled on the spot and hid behind the mille-feuille reef. I heard another bang, the stone chips flew, the ground shook, and the mille-feuille reef was hit hard, and it was already crumbling. He saw that the big sword of the door board was circling in a circle, and it was about to ram again, and he couldn't care about feeling distressed at the moment, so he took out a top-grade Dao crystal and hit it in the center of the mille-feuille reef. When the mille-feuille got such good goods, it suddenly flourished, and it rose again in the wind, and its size doubled, blocking Bo Rushuang from it.

The sword and stone intersected, and the rumbling sound rang out three times, and although the momentum was still the same, there was no vibration on the ground. Under the full power of the mille-feuille reef, it can be covered as much as possible, leaving only an extremely shallow groove on it, and there is no harm at all.

Fang Qinghua was suddenly furious and shouted, "You kid, you are extravagant. But I want to see, how much money do you have, and how long can you last?" A flash of light on the big sword flashed, and a black-skinned rhinoceros fell to the ground with a fierce light in its small eyes, and with a long howl, it slammed into the Mille-Feuille Reef with sharp horns. The great sword also attacked, like a shovel, ramming on the mille-feuille reef.

This two-phase attack, the momentum is fierce. The light of the mille-feuille reef flickered and trembled, and the sparks on it shone and the stone powder was diffuse, but compared to its size, it was a drop in the bucket, and it could support it for some time. The three of them saw that it was cheap, and they used the magic weapon to hit Fang Qinghua, although they couldn't hurt her, they were like flies, they couldn't drive away, and they couldn't catch it, so they were disgusted. There is even Bo Rushuang who opened her mouth to kill the old woman, closed her aunt and grandmother, and teased her so happily that she was half angry.

Fang Qinghua was already an impatient, he could withstand such teasing, how could he bear it, he roared again and again, just urging the black-skinned rhinoceros to slam into it, and a big sword danced like a wheel, blindly slashing. Although the defense of the mille-feuille reef is strong, Tian Yan and the others have no power to attack, and such a strong attack without scruples can not withstand wear and tear no matter how strong the magic weapon is. After a short time, the spiritual light on it gradually dimmed, and the top-grade Dao Crystal in the center was only the size of a grain of rice, and it was about to be exhausted.

Seeing this, Fang Qinghua attacked more urgently, and sneered: "Ignorant juniors, in vain, I will always concoct you in the future, so as to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Bo Rushuang grinned, and responded: "Dead old woman, let's see, what is in my aunt's hand?" The snow-white palm was spread out, and two top-grade Dao crystals flew out and entered the center of the mille-feuille reef. It was Tian Yan, a rich man, who took out his purse to fill the shortfall.

Several people fought with each other, making a huge commotion, and the entire capital city heard about it, let alone in the palace. It's just that a group of people are afraid of the immortal master Tianwei, for fear of the immortal fighting method, and mortals will suffer, and they have already been terrified and hid far away. As for that group of sword cultivators, they never left, and they were surprised and frightened when they saw the two sides of the battle live and die. Especially those few people who flew to the peak, they saw that the ancestor who was high up in charge on weekdays shouted and screamed, and they tried their best to pick up a few small cultivators in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and they were already dumbfounded, with a hot fever on their faces. When I looked at other people, I felt that I was suddenly a little shorter, and I was light and unconfident when I spoke.

After receiving such a generous infusion, the aura suddenly soared, faintly and majesticly, and it firmly guarded the portal and protected the three of them tightly. Seeing this kind of scoundrel play, Fang Qinghua was so angry that she almost wanted to vomit blood, she had already lost her share when she shot at her juniors, and now she couldn't fight for a long time, and there were a group of disciples pointing and discussing on the side, only to feel that her old face had been thrown into Java. In a hurry, she couldn't care about anything, and with a hard slap on the heavenly spirit, a figure came out, and her general appearance and figure were the body of the divine soul that she had cultivated to the fullest.