The fog is boundless, as if you are in the middle of an ocean.

The illusion of a long sword appeared, gradually becoming clear, every carved line was delicate, and even the shadow on the blade was unpleasant, as if it could be grasped with a single stretch of hand.

A strong sword intent emanated, majestic and vast, standing up to the sky and the earth.

There is boundless killing in the sword intent, this is not an ordinary killing intent, and it doesn't even make people fearful, but it seems that all living beings are frozen, withered, and ashed. It is the memory of the death of the world engraved in the imprint of the life of the Dao species.

Slash down with a sword.

The mist fell into the sea like a drop of water, rolling and receding to both sides, revealing a central path, and the bluestone slab floor was exactly what the street should be.

Fu Mingxuan walked through it.

His figure seemed to be slow, and everyone still had the impression of him walking like an ordinary walk in their minds, and then suddenly found that his vision was empty, and there was no trace of him for a long time.

The post was so quiet that I could barely hear my breath, and it was only after a while that someone said weakly: "Do you want to chase or not?"

The person who spoke suddenly screamed, fell to the ground, kept rolling, and scratched and pressed his hands on his body, and he didn't know whether it was itchy or painful. But there was no way, and after a while, one blood mark after another appeared on the ground.

As soon as the people next to him recovered from the deterrence of that sword, they were frightened again by the unpredictable poisonous methods of the "seven-step miasma" Jiang Hui.

Everyone could see that Jiang Hui retreated directly when Fu Mingxuan's sword was slashed. And the unlucky guy on the ground subconsciously instinctively asked, which just poked at his sore spot.

Jiang Hui still refused to give up, and said gloomily: "Let the old man go to the same level of sword cultivation with a Dan cultivator? Is your hall master trying to murder the old man?"

The little black-clothed leader with a red scarf and a masked face couldn't help but sweat on his forehead, and said again and again: "The villain doesn't know! The villain really doesn't know! The Fu family heard that he was learning the Tao outside, how could his rank be ......?"

At this, the little leader suddenly stopped the words in his mouth, and almost bit off his tongue.

Jiang Hui had a black thread on his finger, one end wrapped around his index finger, and the other end went straight through the mist, and he didn't know where the end led.

This is "finger incense", used to track, as long as someone is stained with the miasma, incense, poison, or other gaseous substances refined by ginger, they can't escape his recourse, the disadvantage is that the gaseous matter can't last long, if it is detected, it is easy to get rid of it.

A sword cultivator like Fu Mingxuan didn't even have to do anything, just keeping the sword qi on his body could quickly drive away the foreign body.

Sure enough, a moment later, the black line snapped and dissipated cleanly.

There was a faint schadenfreude in Jiang Hui's night-like voice, "People have gone to the west, and the biggest target over there seems to be your family's Xiang Hall Master himself, right?"

How dare the little boss answer, he just laughed, and completely extinguished the idea of ventilating the news. With the speed that Fu Mingxuan showed just now, when their errand runners arrived, Yan Mansion didn't know how many rendezvous they had had.

Fu Mingxuan walked as if there was no one on his side, even if he passed by a nearby block and encountered a fight, he didn't take a second look. Only when someone on the side of the road showed that they wanted to intercept, it was directly a sword qi cut out, regardless of the antecedents or the result, and they walked forward without looking back.

Soon no one dared to approach him.

When Fu Mingxuan arrived outside the Yan Mansion, he immediately felt the strange atmosphere inside.

Without waiting for him to take a closer look, there was a sound of "volt", and the colorful light in front of him was chaotic. I saw a mana barrier rise, enveloping the entire Yan Mansion, and it was actually the opening of the Great Array of Protecting the Mansion.

Fu Mingxuan was taken aback, and regardless of whether he would be intercepted, he directly sent out a crane-shaped messenger symbolic of the Fu family. As soon as the rune threw itself into the colored light curtain, it was bounced back as it was.

Fu Mingxuan pinched the paper crane, frowned, the gate of the Yan Mansion in front of him was closed, and as far as the eye could see, the whistle that should have been on the commanding height of the gatehouse could not be seen.

He thought for a while, pressed back the long sword that was constantly vibrating on his back, stood up, stood in the air, and looked into the Yan Mansion.

The field of vision reveals an extremely strange scene.

Overlooking Yanfu from the air, the overall shape is like a clover, and the three courtyards are a petal of three finger-shaped compound leaves.

At this time, the colorful streamer flickered over the entire Yan Mansion, as if it was upside down in a glass cover. Among the buildings on the ground, there is a little glow like fireflies, the color is like new green, verdant.

The source of all the points of light comes from the center where the three compound leaves meet, where the green grass is like a grass, which is the "clear sea of grass" that many people have seen, and Xia Pingsheng's miraculous power is manifested.

However, now the sea of grass is still changing and growing, and new seedlings are sprouting up, rising higher and higher, spreading branches and leaves, and becoming a lush forest.

Between the sea of grass and forests, a beautiful dance of the city is being staged.

Compared to the illusions of supernatural powers that spread out the entire square, the dancer's figure should have been small as one of the points of light, but this is not the case.

Even from the distance where Fu Mingxuan was, the endless dance was in front of him, so close that it seemed that as soon as he stretched out his hand, the rippling skirt would flow through the palm.

No matter how the dancer's posture changes, he never shows his face, but he doesn't need it at all, just those slender and graceful curves can hold people's attention, and every step is on the heart, full of extremely subtle seduction.

Occasionally, a jade hand like a frost and snow race leaned out from an unpredictable angle, turning up a mysterious and difficult gesture, which made people feel that the direction of the fingertips was the Great Dao.

Even with Fu Mingxuan's firm heart, when he saw this, his consciousness was swaying, and the long sword behind his back did not move and resonated, and the sword intent burst out.

It can be seen how fierce the fighting method in the center of the battlefield has become. What others see in the eyes of others is the embodiment of supernatural powers, but for those who fight the law, the supernatural powers, the Dao Law, and the genus of the Five Elements are all fighting fiercely.

At this point, Fu Mingxuan was relieved, and with his eyesight, he could see that Xia Pingsheng had the upper hand in all aspects. At the same time as fighting with Xiang Yao, he still had time to lead the Yanfu Array into a passive defensive state with his own strength, so as to suppress the chaos in the mansion.

"The incense car is full of heaven and man's law, and the dance of the heavenly maiden has always been regarded as the magic power of the wind and the moon.

However, Xiang Yao, a magical secret method that claims to be effective for real people, is afraid that he has met a nemesis today, Xia Pingsheng's strength is by no means as simple as ordinary real people, and this kind of realm suppression is incomprehensible.

If they can't stop Xia Pingsheng, the "Flower God Temple" will only have to attack if they want to take down the "Heavenly Creation", depending on how much price they are prepared to pay.

Fu Mingxuan was still standing in mid-air, surrounded by a strong sword intent.

Maybe he didn't realize it himself, but when he was watching the endless vitality of the wood divine power, and the joyful and joyful Fengyue Dao Evolution Dao Method, he was instead advancing into the sword intent of ruthless killing.

The expression between Fu Mingxuan's eyebrows gradually fell silent, cold, and indifferent, like a god looking at the laws of the world, without fear, without joy and worry, waiting for the ending.

In the alley at the other end of Yujing City, bricks and tiles are flying sideways, blood is splashed for five steps, and the fight is extremely lively.

The battle scene of two battle cultivators and one sword cultivator is particularly destructive. They are not like those monks who mainly rely on magic weapons, they will be somewhat suppressed by formations in the city, and the duel of pure power is not the slightest bit fancy.

But for Min Hong and them, this situation has completely lost the meaning of Bufu.

Using the miasma formation to trap Feng Yi in an unfavorable combat environment, assisting the magic weapon to maintain a long-range attack, Min Hong's close attack, and Luo Jin's watching on the side are the core of the three-layer joint tactics of formation, magic weapon and combat cultivation.

Otherwise, if a sword cultivator in the real realm desperately wants to escape, it will be difficult to surround and kill.

However, the appearance of Yan Kaiting directly lifted out all the arrangements at one time, and forced Luo Jin to leave the game in advance. Now Min Hong can only hope that Yan Kaiting, a guy who ruined their good deeds, will become a drag on Feng Yizhi. With the personality and temperament of "Mo Dao", he will never leave Yan Kaiting to break through on his own.

Who knows that the development of things will not be satisfactory, Yan Kaiting's Thunder and Fire Breath actually restrained the miasma, and the complete form of the "Taichu Hammer" turned out to be a long-handled heavy soldier, which can have a completely different meaning in a group battle. In addition, as soon as the number of melee fighters is large, ranged support becomes extremely constrained, and many ranged attack magic weapons cannot be used.

The ambush, which should have been a quick solution, turned into a tug-of-war, and the four people in the center of the battlefield were more or less wounded.

Feng Yi slashed down with a knife, and the wind whistle expanded like a tide, which was originally a knife qi, but it was like a sea of water rolls, slapping left and right towards Min Hong and Luo Jin.

Those two had already learned the "Spring and Autumn Two" magic power of the "Mo Knife", if they thought that this knife attack on the dual targets would be one virtual and one real, or the power would be weakened, it would be a big mistake. Every knife that came at the two of them was a solid attack, and it took all your strength to take it.

Yan Kaiting's body was still ghosted, and the "Taichu Hammer" was dragged upside down on the ground, drawing a spark, and several black-clothed people who rushed over on the opposite side jumped back to dodge.

Their partners had suffered a big loss before, it was not an ordinary weapon, "Tai Chu" and Yan Kaiting's Thunder Fire Dao Law were one, and if they were hit, it was not only a power blow, but also a thunderbolt. If you don't specialize in the combat cultivation of forging the body, don't think about entering the white blade empty-handed.

Immediately afterwards, a row of small figures appeared on the ground, and the shadow was three points longer when it was shaken, and then three points when it was shaken, and it quickly reached the length of the adult's waist.

The remote commander in the rear scolded secretly, and immediately ordered the auxiliary to play the magic weapon. With a "boom", all the villains were blown into ashes. But it was too late, and another two-foot-long alleyway was gone, and it could no longer gather.

Yan Kaiting used the puppet technique like this, and he had already cleared out a miasma-free passage of more than three zhang. He didn't know where the formation flag was, so he swept the cave and ploughed the courtyard, demolished the road ground along with the surrounding houses, and forcibly destroyed a large part of the formation.

The ambush lineup here suffered because Jiang Hui did not sit on the spot, and when he encountered such a violent formation, he had already exceeded the self-repair ability of the formation. But who would have thought about it in the first place?

Luo Jin, who was moving in a staggered step under his feet, as if he was concentrating on receiving the attack of the Mo knife, suddenly let out an angry roar, and the true qi of his whole body skyrocketed, and his robe was like a tent. The virtual image of his hands expanded dramatically, and the shadow was not just a cloud, it was like a projection of a mountain peak.

I saw Luo Jin standing in front of his chest, slamming into the knife qi fiercely, and the two true qi suddenly strangled strongly. However, Luo Jin's attack focused on concentrating a little bit of impact, although the sword qi palm strength was temporarily evenly matched, but there was a gap in the center.

This gap flashed by, and soon began to close, Luo Jin was obviously prepared, and his other hand somehow passed through, and a slap the size of a dustpan grabbed the top of Yan Kaiting's head.