"You!"

Yuwen Haoran stared at Fang Heng, his eyes widened, his gaze suddenly became sharp, and his face was full of anger: "You, dare to hurt my subordinates?"

Seeing this, Xing Jue and You Jin couldn't help but smile playfully: "If you offend Yuwen Haoran, the consequences will be unimaginable! This stinky boy will not be able to eat today and will leave!"

"Okay!haha, great!Fang Heng, you actually dare to hurt Yuwen Haoran's people. It's not surprising to die here today. ”

"Hmph, I can finally take revenge and vent the hatred in my heart!"

Wan Qing and Han Sen had a cruel smile on their faces, especially Han Sen, the green tendons on his forehead were blooming, and he was so happy that his face was distorted and deformed, and his eyes were full of anticipation!

"Senior Brother Haoran, let's teach this stinky boy a lesson!" Next to him, there were several disciples of the Snow Moon Sword Palace, who took the initiative to ask for battle.

Yuwen Haoran waved his hand, he stepped on the sword spirit beast and flew out of the crowd.

"Not only hurt my subordinates, but also dare to despise my Snow Moon Sword Palace, today, I will teach you a good lesson, so that you can understand the fate of offending my Snow Moon Sword Palace!"

Yuwen Haoran's eyebrows and soul prints were stimulated, and the white light rose to the sky.

Bathed in light, a pure white sword phantom appeared above his body.

Light Soldier Imperial Soul, Holy Rainbow Sword!

Fang Heng's pupils shrank violently: "Light Imperial Soul!"

"Master, something is wrong! The Light Imperial Soul has a natural suppressive power over the Dark Imperial Soul, this guy is not easy to deal with!" Shadow Exclaimed.

Without waiting for Fang Heng to respond, Yuwen Haoran drew his sword and slashed!

Wow –

The sword light poured like a silver lake.

A sword came out, and a vision emerged.

Pieces of snowflakes condense with the wind and fly in all directions. The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, the sea surface froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the clatter of ice crystals could be heard.

"Aoxue Secret Sword?!"

Seeing such a terrifying sword, everyone changed color and hurriedly scattered to dodge.

Yuwen Haoran deserves to be an outstanding disciple of the Snow Moon Sword Palace, with a simple sword, he actually summoned a vision of ice and snow, his combat power is terrifying, and his name is worthy!

The silverwing ray floated in the wind and snow, its body formed thick ice crystals, and its mouth let out a scream of pain.

Long Xiaodie and Long Xinyao used their bodies to protect Su Qingyu, both of them shivering from the cold, their pretty faces were pale, their long hair was flying in the wind, and the tips of their hair were full of ice.

"Aoxue Secret Sword, it's really powerful......"

Fang Heng bathed in black light, swinging his sword and dancing, blood-colored sword qi roaming all over his body, blocking the ice and snow out. He looked solemn and looked struggling to defend himself.

Seeing this, Wan Qing and Han Sen looked more and more proud, what they wanted to see the most was that Fang Heng died under Yuwen Haoran's sword.

"Childe......" Su whispered a panicked expression and cast a worried look at Fang Heng.

"Fight!"

The situation was precarious, Fang Heng clenched the black sword of the bone ruler and gritted his teeth fiercely.

Boom –

More than 100 large and small spiritual veins in his body exploded like thunder, and Fang Heng's right hand holding the sword burst with blood vessels, and blood flowed out, dyeing the bone ruler black sword into a shocking bright red.

"A sea of blood!"

The sword flower was raised, and Fang Heng stabbed straight with his sword.

Whew-

Same as Yuwen Haoran's Aoxue Secret Sword, Fang Heng's sword also attracted the power of heaven and earth, evoking a strange sword qi vision.

The blood was like a balloon of exploding water, scattering and rolling in all directions, pouring onto the frozen sea, turning it bright red.

Under the splash of blood, the wind and snow stopped in an instant, and the ice floe on the sea also disintegrated and shattered.

The blood and rain splashed in the sky, enveloping Yuwen Haoran. As soon as Yuwen Haoran came into contact with a drop of blood rain, the surface of his skin was immediately corroded, and the skin opened and white smoke rose up, emitting a scorching smell.

"Ahh

Yuwen Haoran was frightened, dancing wildly with his sword, like a frightened rabbit, flying upside down a hundred zhang away, and he could hide outside the range of the sea of blood.

His hair was scattered, his expression was embarrassed, he was attacked by the rain of blood, his organs were injured, and he couldn't help but kneel on the sword spirit beast, covering his chest, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as this sword came out, everyone was shocked!

Everyone stared at Fang Heng with wide eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

He ...... Defeated Yuwen Haoran......?! How is this possible!"

Wan Qing and Han Sen even looked like they had seen a ghost.

"Fang Heng, this stinky boy, actually has this kind of terrifying combat power?"

"Why...... Why hasn't he seen him for a few days, but his strength has skyrocketed to this realm......? How can I get revenge?"

Han Sen's pupils twitched, and he suddenly found that there was a huge gap between himself and Fang Heng. In the face of this chasm, no matter how hard he tries, he cannot cross it.

"Stinky boy, you...... I don't believe it, you have no name, and you will never be able to crack my Aoxue Secret Sword!"

Yuwen Haoran stood up strongly, but the sharp pain from his viscera made him can't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and knelt back again.

There is still a bloody blade sword in his body, and Yuwen Haoran's injuries are very serious.

"Aoxue Secret Sword, it's really good, it's a pity that you haven't practiced at home yet!" Fang Heng half-knelt on the ground, his eyes were red, he sneered disdainfully, and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Obviously, Fang Heng was also injured.

Cultivation did not reach the Qi cultivation realm, and forcibly used the third form of the Blood Blade Sword Technique "Blood Sea Monstrous", overdrawing the true qi in the spiritual veins, and it was impossible for Fang Heng not to be injured.

Moreover, compared to Yuwen Haoran, Fang Heng's injuries were even more serious, and at this moment, it was all with a willpower that he barely fainted.

"Childe!"

Fortunately, at this time, Su Qingyu rushed over.

She pressed Fang Heng's back with her small hand, urging the Soul Guardian Qing Lingluo, causing Fang Heng to bathe in a soft turquoise light.

Fang Heng only felt that the Dao Dao Cool Soul Power flowed into his body, causing the serious injuries suffered by his spiritual veins to heal rapidly.

Beads of sweat oozed from Su Qingyu's forehead, she knew that the situation was critical, and there were still many strong enemies waiting around at the moment, so she used all her strength to treat Fang Heng.

After just a few breaths, Fang Heng's face recovered, and his breath became majestic and calm!

"Hmph. Fang Heng sneered, stood up, held the Bone Ruler Black Sword in his hand again, and his gaze coldly swept towards Yuwen Haoran, Wan Qing and the others.

"What! you!"

Yuwen Haoran was so shocked that his mouth opened wide enough to stuff half a fist, and he was completely stunned: "You actually brought a soul master who is good at medical treatment?!"

"Boy, what do you want to do! We are disciples of the Snow Moon Sword Palace, and if we offend our Snow Moon Sword Palace, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Next to him, the other disciples of the Snow Moon Sword Palace, seeing Fang Heng recovering his combat strength, were all trembling with fright, and gathered together, with the long sword in front of him, shouting at Fang Heng with a weak expression.

Xing Jue and You Jin, their faces were solemn, and they hurriedly controlled the sword spirit beast and kept their distance from Fang Heng.

Wan Qing shouted at the top of his voice: "Fang Heng, you ...... What do you want to do, kill people and kill people? We are all disciples of the Eight Sects Alliance! As a disciple of the Yuheng Martial Mansion, you will be punished for killing your fellow Righteous Path!"

Han Sen and Yan Zhenzhen hid behind Wan Qing and cast a fearful gaze at Fang Heng.

Obviously, Fang Heng's "sea of blood" move just now had completely shocked them. It's not surprising that a powerful group attack like that kills everyone on the field at once.

"It turns out that you are really a disciple of the Yuheng Sword Sect! This is just a misunderstanding! Your Excellency, let's stop!" You Jin said to Fang Heng at the right time with a gloomy face.

Fang Heng clenched the black sword of the bone ruler, his gaze swept over everyone on the field, and he couldn't stop sneering.

"This is the so-called famous face, you are really ...... Just like in previous lives, damn it!"