Fang Ping flicked his fingers, and a simple black green light suddenly appeared above his head.

Third-order magic weapon, Qingli lamp.

This is the only magic weapon that Fang Ping obtained in the ruins of his predecessors, in addition to the Dao Law, which is also a life-saving thing.

Ordinary innate cultivators, even second-order magic weapons, are difficult to come across, let alone a more advanced third-order.

The cyan light, along the top of his head, swept down, enveloping Fang Ping's entire body, inside and out, impermeable, without revealing a trace of dead ends.

From a distance, it looks like you're being covered in a protective film.

As everyone knows,

Lin Yunche's sword is extremely fast, it can be said that he can't hear it, he can't see it clearly, and the angle is very tricky, unexpected, and people can't guard against it.

There is mental arithmetic and unintentional,

In the same realm, no one can take it at all, and over time, it will also contribute to his prestige and the name of the Sword Saint.

"And so on,

Since it can't be prevented, it's better to defend as an attack.

As long as he takes Lin Yunche's sword, when his old power is gone and the new force is not connected, it will definitely have a miraculous effect.

Even if you can't hit it with a single blow, you can knock it back, freeing up time to perform subsequent Dao methods. Fang Ping thought secretly in his heart.

Of course, a single Qingli lamp, even though it was a third-order magic weapon, was limited by Fang Ping's own realm, and it couldn't fully exert its due power at all.

So

For the sake of safety, Fang Ping also prepared a second layer of protection, that is, the leyline control that he is best at.

"The terrain is like a dragon!"

"Armor!"

His body retreated quickly, and while widening the distance between him and Lin Yunche, he kept pinching the nameless law in his hand, and the true yuan in his body was surging.

As soon as the words fell,

The ground cracked, emitting countless bright lights, and a large yellow mist flourished from it, and dragon moans could be faintly heard.

"Dragon!"

"This is the dragon vein in the terrain!"

The sound of a dragon groaning continued to vibrate in the air, spreading far away, and everyone around was surprised:

"This Fang Ping is really good, he can actually pull out a trace of the earth dragon vein, and he must have obtained a bit of true inheritance. ”

In this way, it is impossible to say who will kill the deer. ”

Seeing this, some people exchanged their heads and discussed with each other and praised each other.

At this time, the decisive battle also came to the most critical point, and everyone looked solemnly and looked at it without blinking.

Battles between cultivators, with so many bells and whistles, are often won or lost in a very short period of time.

There are even times when

In the blink of an eye, the winner was decided.

To outsiders, there is no idea what is going on.

Then, the yellow mist followed the traction and came to Fang Ping's face, where it began to change constantly, and finally turned into a piece of armor and wore it on his body.

After all this is done,

Lin Yunche's sword immediately chased after him,

At the tip of the sword,

Blooming with a trace of cold light, revealing a terrifying momentum, giving the opponent a powerful spiritual level of terrifying oppression.

"That's all!"

"Can you block my sword, too? ”

Lin Yunche was a little disdainful and said to himself.

He believed in his sword, Fang Ping would never be able to resist it, and in this decisive battle, he would definitely be the final winner.

"Ding!"

The shadow of the sword was fleeting, and it suddenly bombarded the blue light, and the momentum of moving forward suddenly stopped, sparks flew from the tip of the sword, and the aftermath of the two bursting out exploded.

Saw

Formless and qualitative ripples, vibrating in the air, sweeping everything,

Everywhere you go,

The ground rolled, the trees cracked, and even the dirt that was hidden five meters underground exploded and scattered everywhere.

"Break it for me!"

Seeing that the sword momentum was blocked, Lin Yunche let out a loud shout, and the true yuan in his body continued to surge, letting go of the restrictions, and frantically injected into the sword body.

Suddenly,

The three-inch-wide sword changed abruptly, almost twice the size of the original.

"Click!"

There was a sound of glass breaking,

That blue light, as expected, was broken by the sword body, revealing Fang Ping behind it.

"Haha!"

"Fang Ping, you're just like that!"

"I can't even take a sword, and I still have the title of the same name as me, it's really a joke in the world. ”

Hearing this, Fang Ping stood still, there was no fear in his eyes, and said coldly:

"It's too early to say that!"

"Dang!"

Next

A huge sword shadow pierced through, slamming into the armor of the leyline mist.

This time

No matter how Lin Yunche injected the True Yuan, the Mist Armor was like a big mountain, fiercely blocking in front of the sword shadow, not allowing it to cross half a distance.

After the consumption of Qingguang, there was a delay for a while, even if there was a true yuan later, it was broken open.

But

This sword shadow also lost its previous unstoppable momentum.

There is a saying: "Once you are in a hurry, you will decline again, and then you will be exhausted." ”

As soon as the momentum is broken, there is nothing.

"Qingli Lantern!"

"Go!"

Fang Ping screamed lightly, seized the moment when Lin Yunche was shaking, turned defense into attack, and suddenly made a move, caught him off guard.

A green light,

Like a long line, burning with raging flames, released from the wick of the Qingli lamp, turning into a brilliant streamer, breaking through the void in front of him, and coming to Lin Yunche in an instant.

The conversion is fast,

Lin Yunche couldn't react at all, and when he came back to his senses, the cyan flames had already taken hold, releasing a terrifying temperature.

The heat of tens of thousands of degrees was unbearable, and even the air could not withstand it, making a stinging and stinging sound.

Lin Yunche only felt like a volcano, and the scorching temperature from the inside to the outside made him unbearable at all, so he had to half-kneel on the ground, constantly resisting it with the true yuan in his body.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

If you don't make a move at this time, when will you wait?

Fang Ping's eyes flashed away, he was not a good man and a woman, how could he not make a move when it was time to make a move?

"Twelve earth veins, add your own body in every way!"

"Broken!"

A gust of wind howled, flying sand and rocks, and Fang Ping's figure disappeared in place and appeared in front of Lin Yunche.

"Bang!"

With the blessing of the leyline, Fang Ping's punch was as heavy as a thousand pounds, directly knocking Lin Yunche back dozens of meters.

The blood in his mouth spurted wildly, and his body flew into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, lifeless, life and death were unknown.

"This ...... This...... How"

"It's me who is dazzled, how did you see Lin Yunche lying on the ground, motionless?"

"That's it?"

Fang ...... Fang Ping won?"

"Won't it?"

After solving,

Fang Ping's expression was indifferent, and he turned around and left directly, ignoring the others.

As for the surrounding cultivators, their mouths were wide open, and they looked like they were stunned, and they didn't figure out what had just happened.

The duel between the Innate Realm cultivators, coupled with the fact that the final action was deliberately accelerated by Fang Ping, was so everyone was confused.

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and then Lin Yunche fell to the ground, life and death were unknown, and Fang Ping won the victory.