Through their attire, Fang Heng could easily judge the identity of this group of disciples.

It seems that Qin Yi has contacted the Wu Mansion and sent people to support.

At this moment, Qin Yi used the Imperial Soul Possession, his body was shrouded in blue light, and he stepped on the mysterious footwork, wielding the silver long sword in his hand, and slashing out one wind blade sword after another.

But alas......

The power of the Wind Blade Sword Gang seemed to be ferocious, and it slashed at the Demon Sect deacon, but it could only leave a very small scratch.

That Demon Sect deacon, his defensive ability is against the sky!

Besieged in the center, the Demon Sect Deacon has used his true skills.

At this moment, he is no longer in human form, but has turned into a fierce tiger covered in silver barbs and a body as high as three feet!

"Sword Tiger Bloodline, Bloodline True Body?" Fang Heng stared at the Sword Tiger, his pupils shrinking.

The true body of the bloodline can only be stimulated by a martial artist.

Like Long Xinyao, she is carrying the blood of a golden dragon, and the true body of the bloodline displayed is in the form of a golden dragon.

is like Fang Heng's mother, Long Sihan, who is carrying the blood of the dragon, and the true body of the bloodline she shows is in the form of a silver dragon.

The deacon of the Demon Sect in front of him is also a body refining martial artist, with the blood of a sword and tiger.

This kind of bloodline, after casting the bloodline true body, will turn into a sword tiger, covered with a silver sword, not only has a defensive ability against the sky, but also can stab the enemy who comes to attack, which is extremely powerful.

Qin Yixiu has just reached the Purple Mansion realm, and has not yet been able to cultivate the Purple Mansion realm.

With her strength, coupled with dozens of martial arts disciples, she fought for a long time, but she was never able to take down this Demon Sect deacon.

"Huh? Something isn't right......"

Half-squatting on the branch of an ancient tree, Fang Heng stared at Qin Yi, and suddenly, he noticed that something was wrong.

That Demon Sect deacon, his body cultivation has only reached the third "Silver Blood Change".

With the strength of Qin Yizi's Mansion Realm, even if the other party shows his bloodline true body, he will not be able to fight for a long time.

Qin Yi obviously had reservations and didn't dare to use all his strength...... Why is that?" Fang Heng frowned.

Could it be that Qin Yi was afraid that he would be too ruthless, kill the other party, and cut off the clue of the "Yuheng Sword"?

Or is it ...... What else is the reason?

Fang Heng sank his mind and carefully observed for a while, and finally, he found the problem.

It turned out that Qin Yi was afraid that the deacon of the Demon Sect would hurt that group of martial arts disciples, so he deliberately reserved it so that he could rescue it!

Poof!

At this moment, a female disciple of the Martial Mansion was stabbed by a barb projected by the Sword Tiger, and her mouth spurted blood and flew backwards.

Qin Yi immediately dodged out and rescued the female disciple.

"It's stupid!"

Fang Heng was quite speechless: "This group of Martial Mansion disciples, are they deliberately dragging down Qin Yi?"

Judging from the battle situation on the scene, it is better to have this group of martial arts disciples.

Qin Yi dealt with the deacon of the Demon Sect alone, although he couldn't win immediately, he wouldn't end up being beaten passively like now!

Fang Heng felt that he should do something to help Qin Yi turn the tide of the battle.

"If I can help Qin Yi defeat that Demon Sect deacon, I should be able to get a lot of good value. ”

Fang Heng was burdened by the Yin and Evil Qi, and he needed to earn a lot of good value to increase the Shadow Demon rank. He will not miss any opportunity to earn good value.

"Left, two zhang, attack him three inches under his armpit!" Fang Heng embodied his true qi in his voice and shouted angrily.

I thought that Qin Yi would do it, but who knows, Qin Yi failed to react in time, but was distracted by Fang Heng's reminder and was almost stabbed by a barb.

"This!" the corners of Fang Heng's mouth twitched.

Qin Yi's adaptability is not very good!

"Who dares to deliberately shout and distract my master?"

A loud shout sounded, and a young man, leading several martial arts disciples, holding long swords, surrounded Fang Heng.

This man was burly and straight, his face was white, and the jade tree was in the wind, but from between his eyebrows and eyes, Fang Heng felt a feminine aura.

"Senior brother, this kid has ill intentions and deliberately distracts Elder Qin Yi by talking nonsense, he should be the scum of the Demon Sect! Capture him first!" Behind the young man, a young man with a face as long as a horse proposed in a dark voice.

"That's right, everybody, go up together, and catch this kid. As soon as the young man gave the order, he asked the other party to do it.

Fang Heng sneered, the bone ruler black sword was already hidden in his sleeve.

As long as this young man dared to make a move, Fang Heng didn't mind giving him a bloody lesson.

"Senior brother, you are mistaken. I know him, he is Elder Qin Yi's newly accepted personal disciple, named Fang Heng. ”

A young disciple of short stature, beside him, reminded in a milky voice.

Fang Heng stared at this young disciple and recognized this person.

This person was one of the several disciples who followed Xue Chenshan and Mo Xian during the assessment of the Martial Mansion.

"Fang Heng, are you the Fang Heng who seriously injured Han Sen?" The young man looked Fang Heng up and down a few times, looking a little surprised.

"Fang Heng, I am Elder Qin Yi's personal disciple, Wan Qing. ”

"You listen to me, the Martial Mansion has the rules of the Martial Mansion. If you are a disciple who has not yet started, you had better be honest and not be clever and ask for hardship. You understand?"

Wan Qing put his hands behind his back, his expression was arrogant, and he warned Fang Heng in a rather threatening tone.

Fang Heng smiled coldly and said unceremoniously: "What kind of thing are you, dare to teach me a lesson here?" Get out of the way!"

The true qi in his body surged, Fang Heng suddenly exerted his strength, knocking all the disciples who were blocking the way, including Wan Qing, to the side, and walked towards Qin Yi by himself.

"Fang Heng, you stinky boy, you dare to ......" Although Wan Qing's cultivation surpassed Fang Heng, he was caught off guard by Fang Heng, and for a while, his face turned red, and he was a little angry.

"Senior brother, the battle situation is urgent, there is no need to be like this stinky boy. When he enters the martial arts, he will be repaired well. The horse-faced young man, attached to Wan Qing's ear, reminded in a low voice.

"Hmph, I don't know how thick the hillbilly is. Han Sen was seriously injured by you, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet, so you still dare to contradict me? Wait until you enter the Martial Mansion, see how I play you to death!" Wan Qing's expression was grim.

For a role like Wan Qing, Fang Heng didn't pay attention to it at all. He came to Qin Yi's vicinity by himself and watched the battle intently.

"Elder Qin Yi, although the Sword and Tiger bloodline is very powerful in attack and defense, it is not without flaws. ”

Fang Henglang said: "His weakness is mainly distributed in the three inches under the armpit. You're going to take your chances and storm there!"

Qin Yi couldn't fight for a long time, he was a little discouraged, and after hearing Fang Heng's words, after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but perk up.

Who knows, at this moment......

Wan Qing said, "Master, you must not be disturbed by Fang Heng. How can he, a stinky boy, see through any weakness?"

"Everyone listen to my orders, assist the master, and launch a fierce attack with all your might!"

Under Wan Qing's command, more than a dozen martial arts disciples rushed to the deacon of the Demon Sect.

"Hey, good guy!"

The deacon of the Demon Sect was said by Fang Heng because of the flaw, and he was so frightened that he retreated, and when he saw so many disciples of the Martial Mansion rushing to die, he was overjoyed.

The body trembled, and a large number of silver barbs rained out, instantly stabbing seven or eight martial arts disciples into a sieve.

And Elder Qin Yi's face changed in shock, and he hurriedly stepped forward to rescue, but he never thought that the Demon Sect Deacon was waiting for this moment!

Phew-

A sharp barb, with a white light on the surface, was like shuttling through lightning and stabbed into Qin Yi's chest!