"I said, that, you're Fang Ye, right?" Pei Hongjun's mouth curled up in a weird amplitude, and he laughed with a look of disgust on his face.

"You dare to fight even a woman, what kind of thing dare to talk to me here?" Fang Ye took a step forward, with a cold look on his face, and said without fear.

"You kid!" Pei Hongjun showed a cracked look on his face, drew his sword with his backhand and raised it flat in front of his chest to point at Fang Ye, and roared angrily with a red face, "Give me death!"

Between the swords and the flint. I saw Pei Hongjun holding a Qishan standard spirit sword of the top grade of the ground steps, turning into a flying rainbow and heading towards Fang Ye.

"Senior Brother Pei's swordsmanship, in Qishan's generation, is second only to Senior Brother Sikong Boming, presumably that Fang Ye will definitely die in Senior Brother Pei's 'Qishan Shadowless Sword'!" said a Qishan disciple with a smile on his face.

"Yes, this Fang Ye clearly only has the cultivation of the Jindan period, I don't know why Senior Sister Hua Wuxian didn't cut off his head. The other person watched Pei Hongjun turn into a sword light, and his face was full of fascination.

But Fang Ye let out a very harsh snort and took out his own Mo Evil Sword.

Pei Hongjun was shocked when he saw it, and said in his heart, he didn't expect this son to have a pair of heaven-level spirit swords, and then he was relieved, after all, he was a character that Lord Tianxiang asked to hunt down, and he didn't think it was an ordinary person.

Pei Hongjun arrived in front of Fang Ye, followed by his sword qi, the sound of breaking the air was endless, I saw him leap in the air, and a sword Changhong suddenly turned into countless lights and shadows, and sprinkled it on Fang Ye's head.

The power of this sword is enough to kill many monks in the early stage of the Yuan Infant!

Within a radius of a few zhang around Fang Ye, he was already shrouded in sword qi, no matter what direction he dodged, it seemed that he could no longer dodge.

There was a loud bang. One after another, the sword qi like waves slashed down, and it slammed into the ground of the organ city, brick by brick, and suddenly rubble flew up, and Fang Ye's figure was shrouded in a cloud of black smoke.

Pei Hongjun put away his spirit sword and sneered in the air: "Although you have a heaven-level spirit weapon, the gap between the Yuan Infant Stage and the Jindan Stage is far from what you can imagine!"

Ouyang Liuxian also looked at Fang Ye with some concern, his face showing a worried look. Although the masters of Lock Sun City were like clouds, Fang Ye chose to rush over single-handedly like this. And Ouyang was merciful, and he couldn't help at all in terms of fighting.

The other Qishan disciples also nodded, thinking that this Fang Ye had finally been solved by their Qishan.

Hua Wuxian knew the power of Pei Hongjun's sword, and I was afraid that Fang Ye would be more than lucky. But after being slapped by Pei Hongjun, she was already a master of the six gods, and she didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, Ouyang Liumi, who was still frightened, lit up in his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

The dust fell, and Fang Ye's silhouette gradually appeared.

"What, you can still stand up?" Although Pei Hongjun was a little surprised, he quickly chose to draw his sword and turned into a streamer and rushed over.

"This person was able to resist Senior Brother Pei Hongjun's sword qi, presumably he must have worn a body protection treasure on his body. Those Qishan disciples speculated.

"Yes, this person is really despicable and shameless!" said the Qishan disciple through gritted teeth.

"What are you afraid of, even if you have a body protection treasure, you can't carry Senior Brother Pei's spirit sword, maybe Senior Brother Pei Hongjun will soon cut off this son's head. ”

Just listen to the "ding" sound, and the sparks splash everywhere.

The Mo Evil Sword in Fang Ye's hand was impartially holding the spirit sword in Pei Hongjun's hand.

The earth-level spirit sword in Pei Hongjun's hand trembled slightly, this is the crushing of the earth-level spirit weapon by the heavenly level!

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Fang Ye's mouth, he looked at Pei Hongjun in front of him with a slight hint of mockery, and said coldly: "What about the Yuan Infant Stage? If you are evil to me for no reason, even if you are a Void Stage Cultivator, you can only carry it in my hands." ”

The same is true for the Fei family who wants to come to Lock Sun City. As for Pei Hongjun in front of him, Fang Ye was really disgusted to the extreme. This person is really ignorant, although he has always had the idea of Hua Wu Tear when he was in Qishan, although Hua Wu Tear has no meaning to him at all, he has been stalking and often doing some dirty things. You must know that although Hua Wuxian betrayed Fang Ye, at least he still had a bond with Fang Ye, seeing that Hua Wuxian was obviously slapped by this Pei Hongjun, Fang Ye was of course angry.

"Don't be ashamed!" Pei Hongjun's spiritual energy in his body was vented to Fang Ye, and the spiritual sword of the ground level became even more aggressive because it was infused with more spiritual energy. Gradually pressed Fang Ye and bent his body.

With the killing intent of the two rising, a trace of white smoke rose from the place where the blades collided.

Compared to the aura in his body, although Fang Ye had an ice spirit bead, he didn't know how high it was compared to a cultivator of the same level, but after all, the concentration of aura in the body of a Yuan Infant Stage cultivator was much higher than that of the Jindan Stage. If he hadn't cultivated into a hegemonic body, Fang Ye's muscles and bones might have been shattered by the other party like this, but with the Deceptive Golden Armor Body, coupled with the Nine Turns of the Heavenly Tyrant Technique, Fang Ye was able to resist the crushing of the aura in Pei Hongjun's infancy monk's body!

Seeing that Fang Ye was so able to resist, Pei Hongjun jumped back, and then swung his sword to slash at the top of Fang Ye's head, Fang Ye raised his sword horizontally, pushed hard, and blocked Pei Hongjun's sword. Then Fang Ye's other hand and wrist turned, and the Mo Evil Sword stabbed towards Pei Hongjun's lower abdomen. After all, Pei Hongjun is the second-ranked disciple in Qishan's generation, and he is not an idle person. With a slight leap, he jumped behind Fang Ye and landed steadily. In mid-air, he unleashed the Shadowless Sword Technique.

Suddenly, the Dao Dao sword shadow enveloped Fang Ye again. As soon as Fang Ye turned around, he was not in a hurry, and kept turning his wrist, only to see that the sword in his hand was dancing faster and faster, like two silver dragons flying up and down around him, coiling left and right, and opening up one sword qi after another.

The two fought again, and the three swords were intertwined. But no matter how Pei Hongjun attacked, Fang Ye could easily resolve it. And Pei Hongjun's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

The more Pei Hongjun fought, the more he couldn't imagine that Fang Ye was so tricky, and the body of his Qishan Spirit Sword, which had repeatedly collided with the Heavenly Rank Spirit Sword, began to vibrate. The Qishan disciples only thought that Pei Hongjun was attacking, but in fact, Pei Hongjun began to be a little scrambling with his moves.

After all, with Fang Ye's ability to be a master, he could directly judge your next move, so Pei Hongjun's every move was easily cracked by Fang Ye.

Outside the city, the wind howled and whirled. It seems that the wind and sand in the Eastern Regions are about to blow to this extreme eastern.

Fang Ye's eyes became more and more cold, the hegemonic body in his body seemed to have a kind of wildness, the whole person became more and more courageous, only to feel that the aura in his body became violent, that golden pill was like a volcano, sleeping for a thousand years, once it erupted, it was the power to destroy the world and destroy the earth.

Fang Ye roared violently, and on the top of the two swords in his hand, on the hilt of the sword he held, a ball of Yuan Fire rose.

Then, the majestic flames enveloped the Mo Evil Sword mightily.

"It's impossible!

(End of chapter)