Fang Jing looked at Fan Chuan in front of him, and didn't seem to have much desire to fight, just symbolically playing with him, only to see Fang Jing waving the Guan Soul Halberd in his hand and shooting a dark red circle of light towards Fan Chuan, and there was no ban in the aperture, just a pure attack. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing the arrival of the aperture, Fan Chuan immediately took out his true qi to meet it, and when the true qi touched the aperture, only to hear a "boom" explosion, Fan Chuan's body was shocked back a few steps, and the flail was still not moving.

Seeing this situation, Fan Chuan didn't think about it anymore, and immediately sacrificed the cold sword, and suddenly bursts of cold air filled the surroundings.

At this time, the old man sitting on the chair not far away seemed to be touched by the expression of the Leng Fa Sword after he came out, but he only touched it and did not react much.

"Haha, the cultivator with a cold physique uses a cold sword, boy, your creation is good" After watching Fan Chuan sacrifice the cold sword, he said with a smile.

"Look at my cold sword, out" Fan Chuan integrated a large amount of true qi into the cold sword, and after Fan Chuan's big drink, the cold sword flew to the flail that was still waiting quietly.

Seeing the cold sword full of true qi flying towards him, Yu Jing didn't dare to be sloppy, and immediately shouted a sentence of "Curse Soul Binding Array", and then swung out the Guan Soul Halberd out of thin air to draw a barrier in front of him.

The cold sword full of true qi instantly rushed to the barrier, only to see that after the barrier was hit by the cold sword, it obviously moved back a lot, and the flail also took a few steps back with the movement of the barrier, and then saw that the cold sword had run out of true qi and stuck upright on the ground.

"Boy, your weapon is good, you can retreat a few steps back from my Spell Soul Binding Array, which is a bit impressive, haha" Feng Jing still said to Fan Chuan in a sarcastic tone.

Due to the fact that he had just extracted a large amount of true qi from his body and integrated it into the cold sword, the true qi in Fan Chuan's body at this moment had begun to be a little chaotic, and it was originally the Yuan Zhen realm that had just broken through, but at this moment, it seemed so vulnerable.

Seeing that Fan Chuan didn't pay attention to himself, Fang Jing said sarcastically again: "Since your attack is over, it's up to me next, watch me close the soul halberd, go" Yu Jing immediately threw the long halberd in his hand into the air, and then his fingers continued to merge the true qi into the Guan Soul Halberd hanging in the air.

Without waiting for Fan Chuan to react again, Guan Soul Halberd had already flown in front of him, swept with an incomparable True Qi killing intent, Fan Chuan didn't have time to respond, and immediately pulled out True Qi to defend his body, although this was the case, Fan Chuan was still knocked away by Guan Soul Halberd, and Fan Chuan, who had just landed, spit out a mouthful of blood like Yi Dong.

"Little brother Fanchuan, are you okay, if you don't let him compete, you just won't listen" Yidong, who was half-lying not far away, saw the injured Fanchuan and immediately asked with concern.

"I'm fine, Brother Yidong, I can still try again" Fan Chuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up with difficulty, the blow from the flail just now seemed to have made Fan Chuan lose his combat effectiveness.

"Haha, boy, is it tough, then come and pick me up again" After speaking, Fang Jing took out a trace of true qi and merged into the Guan Soul Halberd, and the Guan Soul Halberd immediately flew towards Fan Chuan with a dark red light as if it had gained life.

Fan Chuan, who had just been injured, didn't have time to prepare to deal with it, only to see that his body was hit by the Guan Soul Halberd again, this time Fan Chuan's body flew far above the main hall of the Ancient Mantra Sect, and then fell heavily to the ground, Fan Chuan spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood one after another, and felt that the Yuan Zhen Spirit God in his body was trembling rapidly, as if he was about to explode, and he couldn't draw a trace of true qi from all parts of his body, and the severe pain made Fan Chuan almost faint, and suddenly there was a burst of coldness in his right hand, and it was this familiar feeling again, Fan Chuan seemed to see a glimmer of hope, looking forward to something, and sure enough, the cold air disappeared into Fan Chuan's body, quickly calmed the trembling Yuan Zhen Lingshen, and it didn't take long for the Yuan Zhen Lingshen to stop trembling, and the true qi in his body was gradually spreading from the spirit god.

"Ju Jing, you deceive people too much, I Yidong fought with you" Seeing that Fan Chuan was injured again, Yi Dong, who was already injured, stood up tremblingly from the ground, lifted his last trace of true qi, and angrily threw himself towards the place where Yo Jing was standing.

"Do you want to die too?" Okay, I'll send you" The flail who seemed to have gone crazy looked at Yidong and pounced on him, and immediately waved the Guan Soul Halberd to hit him, but he didn't want to know the result, Yidong also flew out upside down with the blow of the Guan Soul Halberd, and landed on the ground and sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood in a row, Yidong didn't dare to slack off anymore, and immediately sat up with his body crossed, and began to recover his body on his own, because Yidong thought that maybe only by recovering some of his true qi could he hold Fan Chuan's life.

Feng Jing looked at Yidong who was recovering happily, and he was not in a hurry, as if he had a feeling of victory.

"I'm not dead yet, Huangjing, you are too a failure to be a man, you deceive people too much, I want to fight with you" The same line, but the person who said it was Fan Chuan, who had just recovered a little bit of his true anger.

Fan Chuan's standing again surprised Fang Jing, why did a person who cultivated to the realm of the Yuan Zhen Stage still stand up after being attacked by his true qi twice?

"You forced me, but you deceive people too much" After Fan Chuan finished speaking, he immediately calmed down, his mouth seemed to be muttering something, and after a while, suddenly the entire ancient spell sect dimmed, and the gorgeous purple light suddenly filled the entire main hall, and the purple light was mixed with unparalleled strength and battle intent, and after the purple light dimmed slightly, I saw a long sword with purple light floating in the air, the appearance of the long sword body was normal, but the inside of the sword body contained incredible power, so that the flail standing closest to Fan Chuan unconsciously took a few steps back.

"Chu Yuan Purple Sword, out" Fan Chuan drained all the true qi that had just recovered and integrated it into Chu Yuan's purple sword, Yuan Zhenling God seemed to be unable to support it again, but Chu Yuan's purple sword had been pumping out all the newly generated true qi in Fan Chuan's body at a rapid pace, Fan Chuan couldn't take care of it so much at this moment, he casually took out two pills from the crystal ripple feather ring and swallowed them in his stomach, and immediately the true qi filled his body, but the amount of true qi required by Chu Yuan's purple sword was too much, and before Fan Chuan could get used to the feeling of being full of true qi, the true qi in his body was drained by Chu Yuan's purple sword after a while, which made Fan Chuan incredible, but he couldn't think about it, Fan Chuan took out two pills from the crystal ripple feather ring and swallowed them, It was the same situation as just now, and finally when Fan Chuan took the pill four times, a total of eight pills into his stomach, Chu Yuan's purple sword moved.

It wasn't until later that Fan Chuan knew that if it weren't for the bracelet on his right hand that forcibly suppressed the Yuan Zhen Spirit God, and using the Chu Yuan Purple Sword like himself, the Yuan Zhen Spirit God would have burst and the form and spirit would have been destroyed, these are all later words.

The entire main hall of the Ancient Mantra Sect was shaking with the shaking of Chu Yuan's purple sword, and for a while, the entire main hall was full of bursting true qi, if there were cultivators with low cultivation passing by the main hall at this time, they might be shaken by the true qi of Chu Yuan's purple sword and be wiped out.

"Chu Yuan Purple Sword, kill" Fan Chuan tried his last bit of strength and shouted at Chu Yuan Purple Sword suspended in the air.

Fan Chuan didn't notice that the old man who was still sitting on a chair not far away just now, and who was called his uncle by the old man in the flail, had long since disappeared, and appeared in front of the flail, as if he was nervously arranging some formation, and the beads of sweat on the head of the old man were clearly visible......