() If Fang Zhong has a talisman, although the Hanging Heaven Zhenren is wary, he has already stated that he is not to blame for the past, and he is still left to bear a false name in the Jade Void Palace, and he can finally be called a Kunlun disciple. But if you learn that kind of ghost service method that harms others and benefits yourself, I am afraid that the Hanging Heaven Zhenren will definitely not give in, maybe the punishment of Zhang Shun three hundred years ago will fall on Fang Zhong's head, and he will be ruined by his cultivation, and it will be difficult to re-cultivate the Dao Method, unless he is reincarnated and reincarnated.

Qian Wenyi said in a deep voice: "Sima Mingkong, you killed your fellow Daoists without authorization, but you still spewed blood, and I can't let you go back today." He swung the sword in his hand, and a Kunlun sword technique was unleashed. Although Qian Wenyi's cultivation is not a leader among the Kunlun sect scholars, it is by no means comparable to ordinary Kunlun disciples, he and Fang Zhong and Yao Ying King besieged Sima Mingkong, and for a while, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the clouds were rolling, and Sima Mingkong was inseparable.

Sima Mingkong had an opponent like Qian Wenyi, and suddenly felt that the pressure had increased, he had originally used this snake sword stunt to force Fang Zhong and Yao Ying King, but now it was just a draw. Sima Ming sneered as he snorted: "Qian Daoyou really has a good plan, I'm afraid that the deity will go back and tell you about it, so you hurriedly kill it, do you want to take the opportunity to kill it?" Qian Wenyi did have this idea in his heart, but now that Sima Mingkong said it, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart, and his body couldn't help but ease. Seeing the opportunity, Sima Mingkong let out a long roar, and the silver sè long sword hovering above his head, regardless of the head and tail of the snake, all attacked Fang Zhong like crazy, and for a while, countless curved huge sword blades fell towards Fang Zhong, marking the ground where Fang Zhong was located everywhere. Fang Zhong was forced to stumble, and with a choked sound, he pulled out the other fire rock sword as well, and the double swords blocked the falling blades. Sima Mingkong slapped two palms in succession, and a cloud-rolling Moyun hand attacked the Yao Eagle King in another place along with the palm formed by a water curtain. The shadow of the Yao Eagle King's kick only broke through the water curtain in front of him, but the subsequent Mo Yun hand couldn't resist it, so he had to retreat. Sima Mingkong temporarily forced the two of them, but he jumped on the back of the ox, and a three-foot small sword flew out of his sleeve, and flew towards Qian Wenyi.

In Sima Mingkong's opinion, Qian Wenyi is the easiest person to deal with among the three, as long as Qian Wenyi is settled first, and then he goes to deal with the Yao Ying King, once these two people are gone, there will not be too many threats to the remaining Zhong Zhong. Although the sword in Sima Ming's empty hand was not as magical as the snake sword above his head, the swordsmanship of the Spirit Void Valley was self-contained, and it was extremely difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real. Qian Wenyi was negligent for a while, and was unable to retreat by Sima Mingkong's sword light, he was already attacked by Sima Mingkong's sneak attack first, although he barely resisted Sima Mingkong's spiritual void swordsmanship, but the cow crashed into it again, and the body of the mountain was like a copper wall, and there was no need to show any fancy at all, so he shattered the one that was stopped in front of him. Qian Wenyi was like a mantis arm in front of such a giant beast, and when he was entangled by Sima Mingkong's sword and couldn't get out, he crashed out defenselessly.

As soon as Sima Mingkong saw that Qian Wenyi was knocked away by the cow, and was about to fall back on the back of the cow, suddenly a sword light came in the distance, and at the same time, a woman's exclamation came: "Brother Qian!" ”。 Sima Mingkong raised his sword to block it, and his eyes swept over, it was the golden chrysanthemum that threw Qian Wenyi as a package. A scimitar was being rolled back by the woman with a ribbon.

Sima Mingkong snorted coldly: "Where did the slut dare to sneak attack the deity, let you see how powerful I am!" A cloud hand slapped it out from afar. This palm slap is full of power, and the dark clouds on the top of the cover are rolling, and it is bound to be destroyed along with people and cars.

After Sima Mingkong slapped his palm, he no longer took the golden chrysanthemum to heart, and instead wanted to use thunder means to deal with the Yao Ying King, it was not that Sima Mingkong was too big, just because after making a move with the golden chrysanthemum just now, he found that this woman's cultivation was limited, and she was definitely not as good as Fang Zhong's ability to block his Mo Yun hand. In that case, what is there to worry about. It's just such an oversight, but it made him reverse. When Mo Yun's hand went to the chariot battle, the dark clouds rolled over, obscuring his vision, and he didn't know what was happening behind him, only to see a blue light quickly break through the palm of Mo Yun's hand, and in a flash, it arrived in front of Sima Mingkong. Sima Mingkong hurriedly dodged in a panic, but the blue light came too quickly, and with a pop, it passed through his right shoulder.

"Ahh Slut! How dare you hurt me! Sima Mingkong shook twice on the back of the ox, almost fell down, and suddenly screamed angrily. Look at the Mo Yun hand that was shot out is dissipating, a golden sè daisy that opened in front of her is dripping and spinning, the countless slender petals of the daisy are gradually retracting, and turning into a bowl-sized golden chrysanthemum falling in a slender hand, and after the dark clouds disperse, she revealed the slightly pale golden chrysanthemum figure, she saw Sima Mingkong looking over, but smiled and put the chrysanthemum that created the beauty of jīng on the left sideburn again, and beckoned a little provocatively.

Sima Mingkong was furious, and was about to kill the past to avenge this sudden sword revenge, but when he heard Fang Zhong not far away, he shouted softly, shook his hand and flew out of several rune papers, and with a snort, several Fang Zhong holding two swords appeared on the ground at the same time. Sima Mingkong was taken aback and asked, "Could it be that you have already cultivated to an external incarnation!?" But Fang Zhong didn't answer. Sima Mingkong had no intention of dealing with Jin Juhua, and he ordered to the two masked men who had just killed their opponents not far away: "You go and kill the slut in the car for me." ”

The two masked men seemed to be very skilled, and said, "Yes! So he went to the chariot and slew it. Jin Chrysanthemum's face suddenly changed slightly, and she retracted and hid in the carriage. Sima Ming said hollowly that this woman was as stupid as a cow, and she ran away not far away but hid in the car, where could she hide. This woman is obviously not a high level of cultivation, how can she be able to break Mo Yun's hand, could it be that she has something special about her magic weapon, and she will have to check it after calming down these people. Sima Mingkong was most afraid of Fang Zhong, after his right shoulder was hit by the blue light, one right hand was already ineffective, but he didn't dare to let Fang Zhong get closer, seeing him suddenly turn into several avatars and appear, whether it was true or not, he just raised the snake sword and shot countless sword lights, which instantly submerged Fang Zhong.

These Fang Zhong dementia only knew how to resist, although he held the dual swords, he didn't know how to resist, and in the blink of an eye, he was beaten to a thousand holes, and fell to the dust, revealing a broken rune paper true body. Sima Mingkong snorted and said: "The deity is really an out-of-body incarnation, it turns out to be just a trick, I said that kid is young, how can he have this kind of cultivation, it turns out to be fake!" But if you carefully sweep the Fang Zhong transformed by these runes on the ground, none of them are flesh and blood. Sima Mingkong's heart sank again, and he hurriedly circled the snake sword around his body, and at the same time, he quickly laid a five-element prohibition on the ground with the practice in his hand.

Forbidding it, Fang Zhong really appeared from not far away, but it was not one Fang Zhong who showed his figure, but three! Only one of them was riding on the back of the monstrous beast, and the other two were standing on the ground! Sima Mingkong didn't know where the real Fang Zhong was, and sneered: "Stinky boy, what's the use of you getting these paper kite puppets, the deity can break thousands of eight hundred with one palm." Just as he was about to raise his palm, a Fang Zhong standing on the ground had a sharp look on his face, raised his head and said compassionately: "Who do you say is a paper kite puppet?" ”