The golden laser, with Yinchen's jerky and even a little clumsy movements, stabbed at Fang Tianhang, and everyone could see that the sword technique used by Yinchen was actually the most basic move in "Qingfeng Duel".

In normal times, any monk in the body stage would not take such a sword skill seriously, but at this moment, no one dared to underestimate such a stab, even Yan Guiluo, who was hiding in the shadows and watching its changes, and the master of the Qi Transformation Realm, did not dare to say that he would never fold under this sword.

The Sword of Dawn was really like a dawn that ran through the night, looking slow, but in fact, it stabbed towards Fang Tianhang extremely quickly.

The broad-bladed bronze sword in Fang Tianhang's hand also shone at this moment.

On the golden blade, a green thunder light lit up, and Fang Tianhang did not fight with Silver Dust to attack the ground, but instead used the bronze sword in his hand into a beautiful lotus flower.

"Step by step. His voice was silent at this time, because all the feelings, thoughts, anger and unwillingness in his heart disappeared in this moment, leaving only an empty light. Thousands of distracting thoughts disappeared in an instant, and even the killing intent became quickly transparent, and the strength of the whole body, true yuan, instinct and will, were completely combined with the sword skills in their hands, as if they wanted to use all their lives to interpret this brilliant sword skill like a meteor.

The green translucent Gangfeng, within three feet of his body, bloomed a holy lotus flower, each petal was made up of a complex combination of many sword qi, enough to penetrate the body protection Gangfeng of the sixfold master who entered the body. The brilliant green thunder light had completely covered Fang Tianhang's sword at this time, and it looked as if he was holding a Jedi lightsaber and fighting with Silver Dust.

The green lightsaber collided with the golden laser without hesitation, and the air burst into an astonishing loud bang. Fang Tianhang felt an indescribable huge heat, completely engulfing the scorching heat in his own qi, assimilating into a violent high temperature that he could barely resist, it was not a high temperature of hundreds of degrees in the ordinary thunder wind, but a high temperature of thousands of degrees in the crater, after the high temperature, it was a penetrating force, a penetrating force sharper than any divine sword, and even a penetrating force that rotated and propelled like a drill. The golden light pierced him so much that he couldn't open his eyes at all, and he could only rely on the spiritual sense obtained from cultivating divine skills, relying on the perception of Gangfeng and energy, to capture the opponent's movements, and after fighting hard with the opponent for the first time, he dodged to avoid Yinchen's clumsy sword style.

Fang Tianhang moved his body to the left, his feet took steps that echoed the Big Dipper, and the golden laser disappeared the moment it made contact with him, but he could still feel the residual high temperature coming from his right hand.

He opened his eyes, and in an instant, two fierce gazes appeared in his black pupils, like two invisible divine weapons that had just come out of the wall. He suddenly lifted the sword in his hand, which was already red and weak, and poured all the remaining strength in his body, stabbing at the silver dust two feet away like lightning.

Walking with the sword, Fang Tianhang's whole person at this time turned into a turquoise rainbow, and the sword qi outside the body instantly rectified and condensed, turning into a shocking sword more than one person high, wrapped in the killing intent that changed the color of the heavens and the earth, and stabbed straight like a frenzy.

That's what the swordsman really meant. The consciousness and technique that Fang Tianhang showed at this time were what a true master of kendo-studying could show. The sword, the king of a hundred soldiers, is edged on both sides, with a sharp tip, not like an axe machete or even a spear, a weapon that can win by strength and slashing, the true meaning of the sword is a little breakthrough, as long as you find a tiny flaw in the enemy, a blow to pierce in, you can negate the enemy's power, cultivation, treasures and all.

He saw the flaws in Yinchen, and he also deeply understood that Yinchen was not a qualified swordsman, because after the silver-haired boy took out the sword, he didn't immediately accept it, revealing a huge flaw in the other party's Tianhang, and there were two key points under the ribs and heart on the right side of Yinchen, all of which were exposed in front of Fang Tianhang's sword blade.

"Broken Moon Style. The name of this sword technique flashed in Fang Tianhang's mind, but he didn't have any time to say it.

The blade pierced through the water droplets that had condensed in the air at some point, and the brass blade sliced through the droplets, turning them into two smaller droplets that levitated in the air. The green Gangfeng was all restrained at this time, contained in the shining bronze sword. Fang Tianhang pinched the sword technique in his left hand, stretched out his right hand flatly, and the sword in his hand seemed to be a great divine will that penetrated through time and space, straight and irresistibly stabbed towards the silver dust like a judgment. There was no sound in the battle circle, only the hum of a sharp sword cutting through the air, Fang Tianhang held the divine sword in his hand and stabbed at the eleven-year-old boy with no relent.

Under the feet of the chief disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, the pace suddenly changed, turning into a tiger step that rushed forward. He rushed forward five zhang, ten zhang, fifteen zhang, but he was still two zhang away from the silver dust, and the silver dust, always facing him, relying on the soft arcane purple light that escaped slightly from his body, retreated extremely quickly, always outside the range of his sword skills.

Just this retreat stunned the crowd of onlookers.

In the night sky, hexagonal snowflakes condensed at some point, and the temperature was inexplicably much lower. The silver-haired boy who was retreating suddenly stretched out his hand, and a thin finger aimed at the tip of Fang Tianhang's nose.

"Be careful!" Suddenly, Wan Jianxin's slightly surprised voice came from the crowd, Fang Tianhang's heart was startled for no reason, and then he became angry, and once again, he arrogantly refused to pay attention to Wan Jianxin's reminder.

Of course, he didn't have time to think too much.

Above the fingertips of the silver dust, a cold ice light suddenly erupted, it was not an ice arrow.

The dark blue cold light seemed to fall very slowly on Fang Tianhang's head, Fang Tianhang didn't even have time to raise the long sword in his hand to block it, and then, the world around him suddenly turned into an icy hell.

"Arctic Rainbow. The voice of silver dust spread out in the cold night, and in the next second, he and Fang Tianhang were trapped in the other world together.

The crowd of onlookers disappeared, and there was no longer a Heavenly Peak, no more Juyuan, no more Divine Sword Gate, no longer everything he was familiar with, only the endless ice lotuses that exploded one after another under his feet, and the countless ice swords that fell one after another in the sky. It was the frenzy of the ice sword, the endless frenzy of the ice sword, each ice sword was the size of a normal sword, and the force of the fall was as fierce as the blow stabbed by a master who entered the body nine folds with all his strength, except that there was no gangfeng, everything was like being besieged by a master who entered the body ninefold.

Fang Tianhang walked with the sword, fighting on the icy plateau, he didn't dare to fight with these ice swords at all, fortunately, these ice swords only had one blow, that is, they fell from a high altitude, it was not difficult to dodge temporarily, but the ice lotuses that bloomed one after another under his feet made Fang Tianhang's footsteps messy, and one after another ice swords had already cut his clothes apart, leaving blood marks on his skin.

Silver Dust slowly walked out of the realm of five zhang square circles, and that realm always followed Fang Tianhang's movement as if he was conscious, always trapping him in the cage of ice and snow, Silver Dust slowly raised his other hand, and an astonishing fire appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Hell. With the sound of his order, the ice lotus under Fang Tianhang's feet suddenly bloomed, but what erupted from the center of the lotus was not a cold spike, but a huge pillar of fire ten meters high.

The flames were like spears, breaking through the sky, the icy hell turned into a catastrophe of flames in an instant, the sky turned from blue to red, the earth changed from a glacier to a sea of fire, and the ice sword that broke through the sky turned into a stream of flames in an instant, roaring like an evil dragon and swooping down, continuously hitting the body protection wind that Fang Tianhang had already strengthened at the end of the crossbow. Finally, with a muffled sound of shattering, all the green winds on Fang Tianhang's body disappeared, his physical strength and spirit had reached the limit, and even his whole person became confused.

Silver Dust lowered his hand and hid his little hand in his wide sleeve. The realm of ice and fire slowly subsided, and Fang Tianhang, after exhausting all his physical strength, collapsed.

Defeat, like a final judgment, befell the first disciple of this Divine Sword Sect.

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