Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Fang Wei's heart was dripping blood.

A total of eighty people were dispatched in this operation, and among the eighty people, the lowest cultivation was the Four Heavens of the Sea Realm, and the highest cultivation was only one foot away from reaching the Eight Heavens Realm, and this small team of centaurs could be said to be the most elite combat power under his hands.

Don't look at only 80 people, if you put them on the battlefield where the army is fighting, these 80 people form a sharp knife squad, and the frontal charge can easily tear through the enemy's formation, and the surprise attack can disrupt the enemy's deployment, and can even become the key to winning a battle.

Fang Wei had thought that this operation would lose some people, but he never expected that the entire army would be wiped out, and the ones that were still destroyed had no value.

This huge loss in just a moment made Fang Wei a little unacceptable. And at the same time of heartache, he is also secretly glad that he broke through the shackles and stepped into the Nine Heavens not long ago and achieved half-step power, otherwise this heavy loss will inevitably shake his position as the core decision-maker on his side, and it is even very likely that he will lose the right to speak on major decisions for a period of time. But he is now a half-step powerhouse of the Nine Heavens, except for the Star Ancestor who sits in the Golden City, who dares to say that he is not half a sentence?

Fang Wei's gaze fell on Wan Qiuqing, and his expression was uncertain. This plan failed all because of this woman. The group of damn rice buckets in the intelligence department actually omitted the existence of a half-step powerhouse, and even marked the words "ordinary woman" behind her identity information, which is really ridiculous.

The wound on his hand has condensed, and the self-healing power of the half-step powerful body is far beyond that of ordinary people, but the wound is still faintly painful, to be exact, it is not that the wound is hurting, but that he is palpitating for the sword slash just now. He didn't understand why this uncontrolled slash was so powerful? With the same half-step power, could it be that the gap between him and Wan Qiuqing was so huge? Even the sword move she left on the sword couldn't be beaten?

Fang didn't believe it, so he moved, and the target was Qi Changkong.

Wan Qiuqing killed his people under his nose, and he also wanted to kill Qi Changkong under Wan Qiuqing's nose to prove that his combat power was not weaker than Wan Qiuqing.

He was so fast that he was beyond the reach of the naked eye.

Whew-

The wind rose flat and swept towards Wan Qiuqing and Qi Changkong. This wind is not an ordinary wind, even the space is twisted by it, and it is on the verge of tearing. If you are swept up by it, I am afraid that you will be crippled if you don't die.

Fang Wei's figure is hidden in the wind, and it is even more difficult to catch.

Click-

There were no clouds, and thunder fell from the sky.

Thunder exploded above Wan Qiuqing and Qi Changkong's heads, and silver arcs the thickness of the baby's arms slashed towards the two of them.

At the same time, on the cracked ground, among the withered reed roots, emerald green shoots burst out of the ground, exuding vigor and quickly pulling out the branches. It's just that in that vitality, there is always a disturbing danger emanating from the heart.

Wan Qiuqing held the three-foot blue and white sword in his hand, and stood indifferently and did not move, until the wind swept in, the sky thundered and the top, and the emerald green fragrance, then he waved the three-foot blue and white sword.

A sword was slashed out, and the wind stopped.

Two swords were slashed out, and the thunder was extinguished.

Three swords were slashed out, and the green withered.

Immediately turned around, kicked towards the right back, and with a loud bang, Fang Wei's chest and Fang Wei's body flew upside down like a falling meteorite.

"Bells and whistles, Sheben is the last!" Wan Qiu snorted coldly, his body floated out, and the next moment he appeared behind Fang Yi, and the blue and white sword stabbed out, without light and light, and it was unremarkable.

But Fang Wei exploded all over his body in an instant, as if he had been stung by a scorpion, screaming and dodging, and at the same time slapped his hand on his waist, brushed it, and a silver soft sword was drawn in his hand, carrying a dazzling light to block Wan Qiuqing's blue and white sword.

Cha!

The two swords slammed together, making a tooth-aching sharp crashing sound, and the sword qi burst out from the place where the two swords clashed, rushing in all directions like a violent wind and waves, and the reeds on the ground instantly turned into powder, and even the ground turned into dust and lifted up.

"!" Qi Changkong looked at the raging sword qi that came from the roar, his face turned green with fright, and he ran away with a roar, this is the power of two half-step powers, he is only a five-fold heavenly cultivator, the distance is so close, how dare he resist these raging sword qi.

But Qi Changkong didn't run two steps and suddenly turned in one direction, grabbed a corpse on the ground and threw it in one direction, then ran to another corpse, grabbed it and threw it in the same direction, and then ran to another corpse.

At this moment, Qi Changkong exerted his strength to feed, burst out with the fastest speed in his life, picked up the corpses scattered on the ground and threw them in one place, and then resolutely blocked in front of the corpses, swinging out a sword, slashing towards the raging sword qi.

Puff puff –

Qi Changkong's body exploded with blood mist, and the raging sword qi cut out deep wounds on his body, but fortunately, he swung his sword to block the sword qi that came from the vital parts, otherwise life and death would be unpredictable.

"Ahem-" Qi Changkong held his long sword on the ground, half-knelt on the ground, coughed violently in his mouth, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, turned around and smiled sadly: "They are all good brothers who share life and death, Lao Tzu can't let you not even have a whole corpse after death." ”

The corners of Wan Qiuqing's eyes squinted at Qi Changkong, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a touch of arc, and he smiled secretly in his heart: "Stinky boy, give you a lesson, so that you don't remember to fight." ”

Snort –

A bloody mouth was cut open at Fang Bei's heart, but fortunately he dodged in time, otherwise he would have been pierced through his heart by Wan Qiuqing's sword.

Click!

While Fang Wei dodged this sword, the silver soft sword in his hand was not idle, and the sword body bent, stabbing Wan Qiuqing's throat like a poisonous snake, and carrying the power of thunder and lightning.

Wan Qiuqing couldn't return to the sword, but he didn't panic, the two fingers of his left hand poked out, and with a crisp sound, he actually caught the tip of the silver soft sword that stabbed him, wrapping a pale yellow light on her fingers, and the power of thunder and lightning carried on the soft sword touched the pale yellow light wrapped around her fingers, which was strange to say, just like fire meets water, it was extinguished in an instant.

Bang!

Fang Wei was whipped out by Wan Qiuqing again, only to hear the click sound coming from under his ribs, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.

"Why?!" Fang Bufu roared angrily as soon as he stabilized his body, "Why can your earth power break my thunder and lightning power?!"

Just now, Wan Qiuqing's three swords broke through his wind, thunder, and wood three domain attacks, and he didn't understand it, so he could only guess that Wan Qiuqing's three swords seemed ordinary, but in fact, they contained powerful swordsmanship mysteries. But this time he felt it really clearly, Wan Qiuqing broke his thunder and lightning power with only a little earth power.

You must know that the power of thunder and lightning and even the power of the sun is more destructive than the power of all other elements, so how can it be broken by a little earth power, could it be that the power of thunder and lightning that he perceives is fake?

"Because you're too weak. Wan Qiuqing sneered, and before the words fell, he pounced on Fang Wei, and the blue and white sword stabbed out, still plain.

In fact, every sword of Wan Qiuqing was bland in Fang Wei's eyes, it was nothing more than that the angle was tricky and the speed was a little faster, purely relying on the advantages of sword moves, and there was no power that half a step should have. But what puzzled Fang Wei was that for some reason, whenever Wan Qiuqing's bland sword attacked, his battle instinct told him that this sword was extremely dangerous.

Combat intuition is tempered by life and death battles again and again, so although Fang Wei is puzzled, he does not dare to doubt his combat intuition, so he can only panic and dodge.

"I'm weak?haha, I stepped into the Nine Heavens at the age of thirty-five and achieved half-step power, am I weak?!" Fang Wei heard Wan Qiuqing say that he was weak, and couldn't help but laugh angrily, and at the same time dodged Wan Qiuqing's sword moves, and his counterattack with the power of thunder and lightning was once again silently dissolved by Wan Qiuqing.

"I only stepped into the Nine Heavens at the age of thirty-five, and I am embarrassed to say it, the old lady is thirty years old and has the power of half a step with a sword. So in the eyes of the old lady, you are simply weak. Wan Qiu Qingdao, Sanqing Sword slashed back, snorted, leaving a deep bloody wound on Fang Xi's left shoulder.

"You fart!" Fang Fei jumped back, widening the distance between him and Wan Qiuqing, and scolded at the same time: "When you were thirty years old, you were looking for people everywhere to learn embroidery, where did you get the power of cutting half a step?"

Wan Qiuqing couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "It's not easy to check so clearly." But that doesn't change the fact that you're weak, you see, I've beaten you like a grandson. ”

"Lao Tzu is not weak!" Fang Wei's forehead was bruised, and he roared hysterically, trying his best to deny that he was weak, but his roar was pale and weak, because as Wan Qiuqing said, he was beaten like a grandson, and now he was even more unbearable, and he didn't dare to let Wan Qiuqing get close.

"With a half-step power like yours, I can beat ten with one hand. It's too weak. Hurry up and find a place where no one is there and hide incognito, don't embarrass the real half-step power. Wan Qiuqing noticed that Fang Wei seemed to be very disgusted by others saying that he was weak, so she wanted to have a poisonous tongue to see if she could make this guy mad.