The Divine Halberd was summoned by Fang Youren, and instantly turned into nothingness, and Jian Chen, who had empty hands, was stunned for a moment, and then showed a rare expression of excitement, and couldn't help but say: "Immortal Weapon." ”

There was greed in his eyes, looking at the terrifying halberd that appeared in Fang Youren's hand after disappearing, Jian Chen said with a contemptuous smile on his face: "You don't deserve such a good weapon." ”

As soon as the words fell, Jian Chen rushed towards Fang Youren, who was half-squatting with one hand on the ground, like an arrow from Lixuan.

With a bang, the two came into contact with each other, and Fang Youren raised the terrifying halberd in his hand and smashed it towards Jian Chen, and was suddenly blocked and stopped in mid-air.

Jian Chen's hand was empty, there was nothing, but his clenched hand seemed to be holding a sword, blocking the Divine Halberd in mid-air.

There was no surprise at all, as soon as they made contact, Fang Youren took off and stepped back, and the distance between the two instantly widened by a hundred meters.

At this time, the battle intent in Fang You's heart was raised little by little, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he looked at Jian Chen's empty right hand.

Jian Chen waved his empty right hand, and said to the surprised friend of the other party, "It seems that you are not surprised. ”

"Of course I was surprised." The two looked at each other and smiled, and Fang Youren continued: "Immortal Spirit Sword, with the aura of heaven and earth as the sword, with the immortal power sword, with your cultivation, there must be someone to guide you, but your immortal spirit sword doesn't seem to be so spiritual." ”

After speaking, Fang Youren pointed to Jian Chen's right hand and motioned for him to take a closer look.

Jian Chen subconsciously looked down, his face suddenly changed, and the right hand holding the fairy spirit sword was injured at some point, and he didn't notice it in the slightest.

Looking up at Fang Youren again, Jianchen immediately understood: "Your weapon, I am determined to get it." ”

Seeing everything as the work of the terrifying halberd in Fang Youren's hands, Jian Chen didn't want to be verbose with Fang Youren anymore, so he jumped up from the ground suddenly, and shouted loudly: "Cold Spirit Sword Formation." ”

After waiting for a long time, the surroundings were still gray, and there was no abnormality at all, but Fang Youren's early unfolding divine consciousness did not dare to retract it carelessly, and vigilantly observed the movements around him.

Suddenly, there was a scream, which successfully attracted everyone's attention, and Meng Fang, who was kicked out by Jianchen from afar, was injured at some point, and his thigh seemed to have been pierced by something, and blood flowed out uncontrollably, with a painful look on his face.

Naturally, Fang Youren, who was attracted to attention, but when he just turned his attention to Meng Fang, he already regretted it.

The slightest fluctuation of aura under his feet made him not even have time to look at Meng Fang more, and countless cold qi suddenly emerged from the ground, like mushrooms after a rain, forming a sword of ice, and Fang Youren didn't have time to resist at all, so he could only barely dodge.

A sword of cold ice wrapped in cold air, almost brushing Fang Youren's body, whether it was hair or clothes, wherever it touched, it was instantly frozen by the cold, and what was even more unexpected was that the Shocking Halberd in Fang Youren's hand touched the Ice Sword at some point, and the place where it was touched suddenly began to be frozen by cold ice, and a thick layer of cold ice quickly rose on the surface of the Shocking Halberd, and quickly spread to all around, holding the hand of the Shocking Halberd, it was not spared, and it was soon frozen together with the Shocking Halberd.

Seeing this situation, Fang Youren hurriedly reacted, and in order to prevent the cold ice from continuing to spread, he quickly summoned the Qiankun ruler to wrap a circle around his hand, blocking the cold ice under his arm, so as to avoid the risk of the whole person being frozen.

At the same time, Jian Chen, who had been watching in the void, suddenly moved, and the cold ice sword qi around him also stopped being active.

The disappeared Jianchen suddenly appeared in front of Fang Youren, the two of them were only an arm's length away from each other, Fang Youren's face was not surprised at all, looking at Jianchen who was close at hand, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a trace of intriguing smile.

It was only his self-comfort before he died, Jian Chen didn't care about the smile on the other friend's face at all, his left hand was raised suddenly, and with a grasp of the void, an invisible fairy sword appeared in his hand, stabbing Fang Friend's chest.

At the last moment, the sword was average, but it couldn't advance a bit, the disdain on Jian Chen's face suddenly froze, his arm seemed to be dragged by a powerful force, and he couldn't advance or retreat, and there was obviously nothing in his hand.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Youren raised his left hand, which was not frozen, and a palm contained the ancient immortal method, and the soul-breaking palm hit Jian Chen's chest.

Such a close range of Soul Breaking Palms, although it would not have a decisive effect on Jian Chen, an immortal with advanced cultivation, was enough for him to drink a pot.

Jianchen was like a disemboweled cannonball, smashed out fiercely, although it couldn't hurt the origin, but it made him unable to condense the immortal power in a short period of time, and even the Yuan Shen was a little shocked.

Fang Friend knew in his heart that Jian Chen didn't know that he was blinded by this illusion of not being able to condense immortal power and the shock of the primordial spirit, and his face was shocked and frightened, and he secretly kept adjusting, but the more this was the case, the more anxious he was, the more anxious he was, and the more he was prone to make mistakes.

As the saying goes, it only takes a moment for a master to win or lose, and Jian Chen knew it in his heart, although Fang Youren's right hand was frozen by himself, it still did not affect his attack, and he was now a fish on the chopping board, waiting for Fang You's slaughter at any time.

Jianchen, who was remorseful in his heart, didn't have time to explain in a hurry, or begged for mercy, when he suddenly felt his body sink, and was pulled to the ground by something, the whole person was attached to the ground, unable to move, and looked at it, I don't know when there was an extra rope on his body, the more he struggled, the tighter the rope became.

At this time, the fight of other people was also coming to an end, Xiao Qing stood in the void and looked at Fang Youren who was frozen in her right hand and did not speak, it was not that she didn't want to speak, or that she would help, whenever she couldn't help but want to do this, there was a voice in her heart that kept warning herself not to make a move.

Seeing that Jianchen was trapped, Xiao Qing came to Fang Youren's face, looking at Fang Youren's hair, clothes and right hand that were frozen into ice sculptures, and felt distressed.

After waving his hand for a few breaths, Xiao Qing melted Fang Youren's frozen right hand, looked at Jianchen on the ground and asked, "What are you going to do with him?" ”

"I don't know." Fang Youren didn't want to kill him, even if Jian Chen wanted to kill himself for a moment, and glanced at the people who had already finished the battle, Fang Youren put the curtain and Meng Fang together, and helped him and Xiao Qing heal their injuries together.

Shui Yiyun was like the bodyguard of the two, standing beside him without speaking, vigilantly looking at Jianchen who was trapped not far away, and none of the more than ten people around him dared to take advantage of the danger at this time, in their opinion, the person who could take down Jianchen was by no means a good kind, and it was definitely not something that his own people could deal with, instead of helping Jianchen, a cold-blooded and ruthless acquaintance, it was better to help Fang Youren, a stranger who seemed to have some human feelings.

Until the two of them had almost dealt with the injuries of the curtain seat and Meng Fang, in the void where everyone was, except for the sound of wind and sand, no one spoke, and it was a little terrifyingly quiet.