Wang Yi knew that he was not as good as Fang Ze in terms of cultivation, but he was twice as strong as him in terms of body and physique, which was the source of his self-confidence.

Fang Ze's expression was gloomy, his face was murderous, and he firmly believed that he would definitely break Wang Yi into pieces.

Wang Yi's deliberate behavior against him on the road made him hate him to the core, and there is a sect called the dog sect not far from here, which is exactly his sect, which is also the source of his self-confidence.

Fang Ze tapped the storage ring in his hand, only to see that the storage ring emitted a ray of ghostly light, and he took out a cyan sword from it, this sword was thin and long, and there were a few simple patterns on it.

The moment he drew his sword, a terrifying sword aura rose into the sky, permeating all directions.

Wang Yi saw that his brows were furrowed, and his hands were condensed with spiritual power, and at this moment, Fang Ze suddenly raised his sword and slashed at Wang Yi in the air.

"Whoosh".

The sword qi slashed out by this sword seemed to be substantialized, forming a layer of qi, and rushed straight towards Wang Yi.

This void atmosphere is like a calm lake, the moment this sword qi slashes out, there are ripples, and the rain that falls from the sky just touches this qi Lang, it suddenly explodes, turning into mist and dispersing in all directions.

Everywhere this sword qi passed, there was a deep sword mark, and this long sword mark gave people a feeling of palpitation.

"Look at this power, it seems to be very powerful!" Wang Yi said secretly to himself.

Just when this sword qi was less than a meter away from Wang Yi, Wang Yi silently recited the mantra and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

And this sword qi has been out of control and has been slashing forward, the moment the sword qi and the trees and flowers in front of it collide, there was a loud "boom", and the trees and flowers were all shattered, and none of them were spared.

Fang Ze saw Wang Yi disappear in place, his expression was stunned for a moment, and he looked around and found that there was no one, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, so he immediately took off and looked down at the earth, looking for Wang Yi's figure.

At this time, Wang Yi broke out from under Fang Ze's feet, punched straight into the sky, and hit Fang Ze.

When Fang Ze saw Wang Yi breaking out of the ground, he was immediately shocked by Wang Yi's strange posture, but what Wang Yi did was not enough to make him have the slightest intention of retreating.

Fang Ze's expression didn't have much surprise at the moment, his expression was still gloomy, he condensed a layer of blue spiritual power in front of him, this spiritual power was spreading outward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, Fang Ze stepped on the spiritual power and retreated a few meters.

"Smack".

This diaphragm composed of spiritual power was pierced by Wang Yi's punch, turning into countless blue dots and disappearing into nothingness.

And Fang Ze, who was a few meters away, smiled obliquely, holding the cyan sword in his hand, and slashed at Wang Yi again, an incomparably sharp sword qi was approaching Wang Yi at an extremely fast speed.

Wang Yi immediately screamed badly, condensed a layer of blue spiritual power all over his body, and fled downwards with his spiritual power.

But it was too late, and with a "boom", the sword qi was impartial and right in Wang Yi's flesh and blood.

Wang Yi was in mid-air, and immediately spit blood from his mouth, his face showed pain, and he raised his head and carried down the clouds with a scream, and there was an extra sword mark nearly half a meter long on his body, and the blood suddenly overflowed, dyed his clothes red, and under the washing of the rain, he merged with the stagnant water on the ground along the corners of his clothes, forming a piece of blood.

Wang Yi's face was pale, and he immediately took out a pill from the storage ring and took it immediately, and then his face improved slightly.

Fang Ze saw Wang Yi staggering to his feet, and immediately sighed lightly: "How can you still stand up, I can use all my strength with this sword, he is just the Gathering Spirit Realm Triple Heaven, logically speaking, he should be dying at this time." ”

Fang Ze looked puzzled, and only now did he have a new view of Wang Yi.

"He's definitely not an ordinary condensation realm triple heaven kid!"

At this time, Wang Yi's eyes were full of murderous intentions, and he still had two life-saving straws at this moment, the first was the turtle storage ring given by his master, but this can only be used once, and it would be a pity if he used it now.

The second is the white bead that his senior brother gave him that contains a trace of soul thoughts, but now is not the time, because Wang Yi wants to see how far he can fight, and how far there is between his current self and the person who has first realized the realm of the double heaven.

His right hand once again condensed spiritual power, and that spiritual power was in the shape of a cone, about twenty centimeters long, which was the spiritual blade slash that the demon snake had taught him!

Seeing this scene, Fang Ze immediately exclaimed, "Changed the shape of spiritual power! This is something that only people who have cultivated in the first realm can master, and sure enough, this Wang Yi is by no means an ordinary person from the Gathering Condensation Realm Triple Heaven." ”

The pouring rain in the sky turned into a drizzle like cow's hair at some point, sparsely sprinkled on the earth, Wang Yi and Fang Ze were already drenched, but they didn't care, letting the rain wet their clothes.

Wang Yi strode towards Fang Ze and rushed towards him, his right hand was behind him, and when the tip of the cone crossed the void, a faint sound of breaking the sky could be heard, and countless drizzles exploded in an instant at the moment of this stroke, and the sound of "popping" could be heard.

Fang Ze held the sword in both hands, held it flat on his chest, his eyes never left Wang Yi's right hand, he saw the extraordinary nature of this move, and his face was cautious.

Wang Yi was already approaching Fang Ze, and his right hand stabbed forward violently, and Fang Ze hurriedly blocked it with the back of his sword.

"When" the sword in Fang Ze's hand instantly let out a mournful sound.

Who knew that the tip of this cone-shaped spiritual power suddenly erupted with a terrifying force, making this Fang Ze explode back a few meters, at this time, Fang Ze's face was shocked and shocked, his right hand was shocked by this terrible power, and he was still in a faint pain, unable to restrain himself.

After Wang Yi saw Fang Ze retreat a few meters, although he already knew that the power of this spirit blade slash was extraordinary, he still felt a burst of joy in his heart, and rushed towards Fang Ze again.

At this moment, Fang Ze's face showed a gloomy color, and he slashed three times in a row in the direction that Wang Yi rushed from, and three extremely white sword qi roared through the air, driving a terrifying qi Lang, that qi Lang was no longer a little ripple, but surging, this sword momentum was unstoppable.

Wang Yi saw the power of these three sword qi, and he silently recited the mantra in his mouth, and just like that, he disappeared from the place again, which was also the magic power taught to him by the demon snake, the art of earth practice.

"What?" Fang Ze said with a slightly pale shock on his face, this paleness was obviously caused by the lack of strength from slashing three swords in a row just now, and this shock was caused by Wang Yi using his strange body to dodge, causing the three swords to miss.

Fang Ze, who was cultivating in the Second Heaven of the First Realm of Enlightenment, quickly woke up from the shock, he recalled Wang Yi's punch that broke through the ground, and smiled obliquely, without the slightest hesitation, the spiritual power of his feet floated in the air, and a sword slashed downward.

A "boom" sounded, and the sound swirled violently on the earth, and this loud sound was not only made by this sword qi slashing on the earth, but also the loud sound made by the moment the three sword qi exploded before.

There was a deep sword mark on the earth, and it was vaguely visible that there was a person under the sword mark, and that person was Wang Yi.

Wang Yi snorted in the soil, spitting blood, and there was another sword mark on his body, this time the sword wound and the last sword wound formed a cross shape, and in the middle of this fork was a bloody and blurred bone, which made Wang Yi feel pain.

A large amount of blood flowed out and mixed with the mud, making the land smell of blood.

Wang Yi's face was pale, his limbs were weak and weak by the wound, his forehead was sweating, his body had curled up into a ball, the soil had seeped into his wounds, and the heart-rending pain made his eyes open.

He raised his trembling right hand and tapped the Turtle Chu Ring, took out a few pills from it and swallowed it in one gulp, but his face was still extremely pale.

At this time, he vaguely heard Fang Ze's footsteps, and at this time, his heart suddenly chuckled, as if he had fallen into an abyss.