That little ghost of the Yunshui Sect is a chess piece, and he is also a chess piece, and those monks who opened the ruins of the Linghai Sword Sect are even more chess pieces!

All of it,

They are almost secretly manipulated and arranged.

now

Fan Yehuang's heart, which has not been turbulent for three hundred years, has already set off turbulent waves.

The power of the oscillation escapes,

It even made the surrounding void shake for it.

I thought I had good luck, but in the end I was told that it was just everything designed by others!

And

The person who designed this plot still wants to return to the life and death feud that he vows to take revenge!

Whoever learns of this change,

The mind will shake.

Fan Yehuang knew that his current situation was very dangerous, and he had to suppress his surging thoughts.

It is only possible to forcibly change the topic.

"Three hundred years have passed, is Ouyang Qianqiu's traitor still alive?"

The shaking void.

The spirit weapon sword pill attracted the momentum of heaven and earth, turned into a monstrous sword light and swept away, and slaughtered towards Ouyang Shihong with boundless power, Fan Yehuang's deep voice echoed in the air.

After all, he was a powerhouse who was the last in an era, and Fan Yehuang quickly suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

The complexion is calm.

The gaze is deep.

"Hmph, my father's talent is unparalleled in the world, and now he is at the peak of his life, how can he pass away so easily. ”

"On the contrary, Your Excellency, he couldn't fight my father three hundred years ago, and he couldn't even fight his son three hundred years later, and the title of the Linghai Sword Sect's twin stars in the past seems to be just a joke!"

Ouyang Shihong sneered.

A punch blasted out, and the vast True Yuan oscillated in the sky.

The power of the mighty shore shattered the oncoming sword light.

At the same time, the words are constantly provocative.

You want to provoke the anger of the other person.

"Juniors looking for dead !!"

He did it.

Fan Yehuang's angry roar shook the sky, and the sound rolled like thunder, sweeping the entire oscillating heaven and earth.

The sword pill light wheel is in the air.

Shine in all directions.

The golden true yuan spiritual power swirled at a high speed like a whirlpool, causing the surrounding space to twist and rotate in a radius of dozens of zhang, and an extremely powerful squeezing force was brewing heavily!

A terrifying aura of destruction permeates the void!

"Are you going to fight hard?"

Seeing that the spirit weapon sword pill that was reborn by Fan Yehuang in front of him bloomed with such a terrifying momentum, Ouyang Shihong was not angry but happy, and there was a hint of joy on his face.

It worked!

Once a person is overwhelmed by anger, it is easy to make irreparable mistakes.

But

Until then, resist the other party's angry blow!

Ouyang Shihong slapped it with one hand, and the blue true yuan swept like a tsunami, oscillating the void.

A round of cyan mysterious spires swirled rapidly.

Born from the dantian.

The next moment, it suddenly grew larger, turning into a translucent, indestructible cyan phantom like a spatial barrier and shrouded Ouyang Shihong's body!

The best natal magic weapon: Fang Tianzhen Xuan Tower!

The moment the huge cyan light tower that was dozens of feet high appeared, the entire sky seemed to be suppressed.

With just one hit,

As long as he resists Fan Yehuang's angry outburst with all his might, then the next battle will definitely end!

Ouyang Shihong is full of confidence.

And at this time,

The sword pill spirit weapon that bloomed with supreme brilliance on the horizon had also reached its limit at this moment.

The next moment it was going to explode.

contemplation,

Hold one’s breath.

Even the True Yuan Realm cultivators who had taken a distance away from below were ready to resist the impact, and their eyes were burning as they looked at the sky above.

Shout!

The sword shines,

It seems to be overwhelming in every corner of the space.

But what surprised everyone was.

The earth-shattering collision did not erupt.

The sword pill tore through the void, and it was not Ouyang Shihong's direction that swept across with a majestic sword light.

It's the other side of it!

Escaped!

Fan Yehuang, who had snatched away the spirit weapon sword pill and gathered peak momentum, did not choose to fight Ouyang Shihong head-on, but fled towards the distant tearing space at this moment!

All those present who saw this scene,

I just feel like it's a mess.

"Damn it!"

At this point,

Being in the cyan light tower, Ouyang Shihong, who was placed together, was flushed.

The anger in his eyes is like an erupting volcano.

Blazing.

"Fan Yehuang old dog, there is a kind of coming back to fight with me!"

The voice roared.

Shake through the sky.

however

At this time, Fan Yehuang, who was only left with a long tail of light, did not react at all, and the speed of escape did not change at all.

Divine Thoughts,

The sound of a thought spread for hundreds of miles.

Fan Yehuang naturally heard the roar of Ouyang Shihong from behind him.

But he didn't care about it in the slightest.

life and death fight,

Only being alive is everything!

played Ouyang Shihong a little, escaped the scope of Ouyang Shihong's pursuit, and there was no smugness.

On the contrary, it is more dignified.

"Let's hope it's not as bad as it seems!"

previously

He asked Ouyang Qianqiu if he was dead, not entirely to change the topic.

It's more to confirm something.

Unfortunately, the final answer was not very good.

More than 300 years have passed.

Ouyang Qianqiu is still alive!

The average lifespan of the Spirit Yuan Realm is about one hundred and twenty years old, and the limit can live to one hundred and eighty years old, and the average life span of the True Yuan Realm is two hundred and forty, and the limit can live for three hundred and sixty years.

When the Linghai Sword Sect was not extinguished,

He Fan Yehuang and Ouyang Qianqiu were both the two secret disciples of the Linghai Sword Sect, and their cultivation was at the realm of the Nine Peaks of the True Yuan!

And then,

Both are over 100 years old!

Just do a rough calculation,

can get an answer that is very difficult for Fan Yehuang to accept.

That is,

Ouyang Qianqiu, promoted to the Cave True Realm!!

For Fan Yehuang,

Definitely bad news!

Just as Ouyang Qianqiu is familiar with Fan Yehuang.

In the intrigue more than 300 years ago, Fan Yehuang was also familiar with Ouyang Qianqiu.

Now that the other party has laid out such a game, he will definitely not let it fail easily, and he must be sure to do a foolproof insurance!

This insurance,

Maybe......

[Senior Brother Fan, you and my senior brother haven't seen each other for many years, why do you have to leave in such a hurry?]

A voice,

It's like the rhyme of heaven, and suddenly it reverberates between heaven and earth!

Kiss!

A subtle clear sound, like a void water wave bursting, suddenly abolished a mirror in front of Fan Yehuang without warning.

The mirror was originally the size of the palm of a hand.

But as soon as it was contaminated with the void qi, it immediately expanded and became larger, turning into a square circle zhangxu, reflecting the mountains and rivers of the hanging sky treasure mirror, and the light shone all around!

A figure,

Entrenched in the sacred mountain, lying high and cloudy.

Through the mirror.

Appears on the Nine Heavens Vault.

That qi machine was illusory, entering and exiting the Qing Netherlands, shuttling through the nine places, a blurry halo shrouded it, and its face could not be seen clearly, and the distorted space around it seemed that all the Tao and the Dharma were intertwined and converged!

The vast divine thoughts swept across the sky, and in an instant, all the secrets of the entire Linghai Sword Sect ruins were seen at a glance.