Hearing Fang Yan's anxious shout, the little beast stopped scolding, turned his head and blinked his eyes heartlessly, grabbed the stone shell and threw it at the rainstorm of the secret sword.

"Bang, bang......" A series of collision sounds sounded, and the snow-white stone shell was hit by countless thin swords and flew in the sky, and hundreds of thin swords were bounced away in an instant, but in the face of the rain of swords, these hundreds could not affect them falling into the sky.

Fang Yan was shocked, the sword rain was about to shoot down, how could the snow-white stone shell not be transformed into a transparent light mask? Could there be something wrong? Fang Yan's heart was in his throat.

"Boom ......" When the sword rain was less than a few zhang away from the ground, the sound of the light mask opening finally sounded, and it reached Fang Yan's ears like a heavenly sound......

At the last moment, the transparent light mask tightly protected Fang Yan and the little beast inside, and then a continuous impact sounded, and countless sharp swords shot down, hitting the outside of the light mask, causing the light mask to shake violently.

Fang Yan breathed a heavy sigh of relief, looking at the arrogant and proud little beast, he really couldn't wait to go up and give it a few kicks, when was it, the heart was still so heavy, if it was a little later, then the two of them would be pierced into hedgehogs by the sword rain hole, I am afraid that they would not even be hedgehogs, and they would directly turn into blood mist.

Countless sharp swords were pouring down from the sky in a dense manner, and they seemed to be shooting towards Fang Yan and the little beasts in a large number of targeted ways, and those thin swords that were shot at the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in small quantities, when they touched the white light shield emitted from their bodies, they suddenly shot towards Fang Yan again in a strange automatic turning direction.

Seeing this situation, Fang Yan was immediately shocked, how could this be? After thinking about it, he vaguely guessed that it must be the sect waist card they were wearing that was strange.

Fang Yan guessed correctly, such a situation is indeed caused by their sect's waist card, this Ten Thousand Swords Sect waist card is made with a secret method, and the Ten Thousand Swords Formation is the same as the withdrawal, the breath is figured out, it was created by the founder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who created the Ten Thousand Swords Formation, in order not to kill the disciples of their own sect by mistake at such a moment, and every disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect will have a piece after entering the sect.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master looked at the one man and one beast who were being protected by the transparent light cover, his face was shocked, he couldn't figure it out, what the hell was that weird and inconspicuous broken stone shell, which could actually block the infinite power of the Ten Thousand Swords Formation?

All the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect also saw Fang Yan and the little beast who were safe and secure, their faces were full of confusion, they really couldn't believe the facts in front of them, how could the Ten Thousand Swords Formation that was described in the sect's books that could strangle the heavens and the earth not smash them to pieces all at once?

They were surprised, but Fang Yan was not as calm as he seemed on the surface, his heart was filled with thick tension and worry, the transparent light mask that seemed to never break in Fang Yan's heart was shaking violently, every time it shook, Fang Yan's heart would be frightened, and his heart was raised.

Looking at the sky as if the endless dense swords were shooting down frantically, a trace of fear flashed in Fang Yan's eyes, he was afraid. In the face of the terrifying and shocking scene of ten thousand swords, whoever is changed, everyone will be afraid, after all, no one is not afraid of death, and Fang Yan is no exception!

"Bang, bang......" The sound of impact was endless, and Fang Yan's heart followed with a wild beat, shouting and scolding in the bottom of his heart: "Damn, why haven't I seen the sword in the sky decrease after shooting for so long, but the power is still growing." ”

From the opening of the Ten Thousand Swords Array to the present, it has only been a few breaths, but no less than thousands of sharp swords have been shot, but the density in the sky has not decreased in the slightest, and among the huge stone swords scattered around the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, there are still more and more sharp swords flying out, and it seems that there are more and more ......

"Today is the place where you are buried, you sent it to the door yourself, even if you die here, you are to blame, no one will blame me on the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, haha. "Although I was surprised by the tenacity of the stone shell, in the heart of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master, Fang Yan and the little beast were bound to die no matter what, because the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array was far more than that, this sword would become more and more, and the power would become more and more powerful, even if the broken stone shell was powerful, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master would never believe that it would be able to withstand the Lord for long.

The sound of "boom, boom ......" was getting louder and denser, and the transparent light mask shook violently, and it began to gradually lose its support, as if it might be crushed by the rain of swords at any time.

Fang Yan was so anxious that his right hand clenched into a fist and trembled slightly, the blood on his mutilated left shoulder that had been stopped was tense all over his body, and he didn't know when it would come out again, but he didn't realize it at all.

This is only a few breaths of time, to Fang Yan, it is like a century, watching the violent sword rain outside the light mask pouring and hitting the light mask and shaking, this is an endless torment, as if waiting for death to come...... He knew that the invincible light shield of the little beast might not be able to hold on in the next moment.

Glancing at his eyes, seeing that the little beast's face showed a solemn look that had never appeared before, Fang Yan's heart sank violently again, and extremely bitter emotions and deep self-blame were born in the bottom of his heart: "It seems that the little guy is really going to be unable to hold on...... blamed myself for my negligence, and now I not only hurt myself, but also hurt the little guy. Fang Yan really wanted to slap himself a few times now.

The defense of the "Swinging ......" transparent light mask reached the limit, and finally could not withstand the bombardment of the wind and rain, and shook violently like never before, and a small crack suddenly appeared in the corner of the light mask, and the crack was slowly extending around, and the light mask was about to break......

Just when Fang Yan wanted to pick up the little beast, intending to protect it regardless of everything, the little beast's sharp scream sounded, making him stop abruptly.

With this angry cry that spread in all directions, the little beast's body suddenly burst into blood-red light, and in an instant, the sky-deep red light filled the entire space in the light mask, as if it wanted to compete with the white light outside, and even the purple hair on its body was rendered blood-red, and its petite figure seemed to become tall in an instant at this moment, exuding a terrifying momentum.

This kind of momentum does not seem to be domineering, let alone killing intent, as if there is a feeling of saying it, which is several grades higher than the momentum that is usually seen.

Fang Yan frowned deeply, the momentum of the little beast at this time gave him a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere, Fang Yan racked his brains, and suddenly a picture in the depths of his memory appeared in his mind!

"Tianwei!"

Fang Yan screamed in shock, he finally remembered, this breath was extremely similar to the breath emitted by the red energy that saved his life last time and strangled the remnant soul of the saint, it was almost the same as the same withdrawal, but at this time, the little beast emitted it was not so strong, Fang Yan still remembered, the remnant soul of the saint was called Tianwei! It seemed that this breath was very big, very powerful.

Although Fang Yan didn't know what the "Heavenly Power" was and how powerful it was, he didn't dare to say anything else, anyway, Fang Yan deeply remembered that when the red energy in his body appeared, the remnant soul of the saint immediately became panicked, terrified to the extreme, and it was destroyed at the touch of a button.

When Fang Yan lost his mind, outside the light mask, the dazzling white light that flashed out from the countless sharp swords had already penetrated along the cracked slit, but as soon as it touched the blood-red light, it instantly dissipated silently.

The white mang is endless, the crazy influx of the previous servants and successors, but the blood-red light is like a king, and it cannot be violated by the white mang, no matter how sharp and dazzling the white mang, it will instantly dissipate into nothingness, and the blood-red world is still in the light mask, and the white mang's invasion cannot be half a point.

"Chirp. The little beast raised its head to the sky and roared, and two substantial red rays erupted from its eyes, and two red rays burst out of the cracks, violently stirring among the ten thousand swords.

Everywhere he passed, the white mangs all dissipated without the power to resist, and those thin swords that were touched were also powerless to fall to the ground as if they had been hit hard, just in an instant, the two solid red rays shot down dozens of hundreds of thin swords, but for the thousands of endless thin swords, this was just a drop in the middle, and it didn't play a role at all.

The little beast screamed in annoyance, the soft red hair on the top of its head stood on end, and its little feet stomped violently on the ground, turning into a bolt of lightning and flying towards the crack.

I saw that it put its little claws in the cracked place, and what was screaming in its mouth, the red light in the claws was even stronger, and those cracks were magically slowly compounding......

The impact of "boom, boom, boom ......" never stopped, but became more and more intense, cracks kept appearing around the light mask, and the little beast was busy for a while, flying around non-stop in the blood-red light mask, mending the cracks one by one, and stuffing herbs into his mouth from time to time to replenish consumption.

Fang Yan looked at it, but he couldn't help at all, he could only be in a hurry, he was extremely annoyed, his fists clenched hard, his nails and palms, and red blood flowed out of them.

Looking at the sword rain outside that did not have the slightest intention of sword exhaustion, he knew that although it was safe for the time being, it was not a long-term solution, the little beast seemed to consume a lot, I was afraid that it would not be long before it could be replenished, Fang Yan only hoped that this sword rain would stop as soon as possible.

Everyone, including the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master, looked at the light mask in amazement, the tenacity of the stone shell and the weirdness of the little beast shocked them again, no one could have imagined that they could hold out for so long......

"Hmph, even if you can really hold on, what if you can really hold on, what's really powerful...... is still to come" Shock turned shock, but the bottom of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master's heart kept sneering, full of confidence in the victory, it seemed that the attack of the sword rain was not the most powerful moment now......

"Boom, boom. After a few breaths, the power of the ten thousand swords seemed to have reached a limit, the light mask was shaking, even if there was a small beast's remedy, the light mask was almost unable to support it, countless cracks were dense, the little beast was almost too late to remedy, and the shattering was imminent.

In the face of the impending death threat, Fang Yan's anxious and frightened expression slowly transformed into absolute fortitude. Since there is no way to save it, that fear will only make you die faster.

Fang Yan has never been a person who gives up easily, even if he dies, he has to fight!

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