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Looking at it now, how can you not see that this sword is the one in the hands of his younger brother Fang Wenwu?

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At this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly made a move!

When Ling Xiao reached the middle stage of distraction, as soon as he made a move, he was mixed with an extremely strong power of heaven and earth, and the sword body of the demon blood red lotus sword was wrapped with crackling lightning sparks!

An incomparably powerful sword aura shot towards Fang Wenshan's eyebrows!

At the same time, Ling Xiao's flawless clone also burst into a shocking momentum, holding the Sky Splitting Sword with the same sword qi shooting towards Fang Wenshan's vest!

Nine hundred and ninety-nine cold iron short swords formed a huge lotus shape in the air, shooting out around Fang Wen Mountain!

At the moment of crisis, Fang Wenshan's whole body burst into a shocking momentum, and that momentum was also mixed with the might of heaven and earth! The sword in his hand emitted a clear sound, and then a ball of protective sword light danced, and his body dodged in place like a ghost.

The two sword qi of Ling Xiao's deity and the clone all fell short, and at this time, I could see that the figures of Ling Xiao's deity and clone turned into a little light and shadow, and it was like an illusion!

But Fang Wenshan was clear, it was not an illusion at all, but an afterimage left behind because the speed was too fast!

This sub...... He has cultivated to such a state!

Who is that man?

Before Fang Wenshan had a chance to think more, the lotus flower formed by the nine hundred and ninety-nine cold iron short swords strangled towards Fang Wenshan with endless killing power!

Fang Wenshan roared angrily, and the sword in his hand instantly stabbed out tens of thousands of swords! Dao Dao sword qi was all carrying a huge amount of incomparable energy, and each sword qi was enough to cause a mountain avalanche to crack the ground!

Ping Pong ......

An extremely harsh sound of gold and iron continued to sound in it.

At the same time, because of Fang Wenshan's movements, the attack of the Four Elephants Great Array was triggered, and in the sky, the wind and clouds were surging, the clouds were dense, the lightning flashed and thundered, and the rolling dark clouds in the air gradually formed a huge vortex, small at the top and large at the bottom, and the power was extremely amazing.

At this time, Ling Xiao and the clone began to fly in circles along the formation of the Four Elephants Great Array, and as the flight speed of the two increased, the speed of the Four Elephants Array became faster and faster.

It wasn't until Fang Wenshan used the solution of his whole body to scatter the lotus sword array formed by the nine hundred and ninety-nine cold iron short swords, as if it broke out, Ling Xiao pointed at Fang Wenshan with his hand and said indifferently.

"Hurry!"

The huge and incomparably cold treasure tripod fell from the sky, and the mouth of the dings went down, pressing down towards Fang Wen Mountain!

A huge roar erupted from Fang Wenshan's pass, and then his body shot out against the ground at an extremely strange angle!

Ling Xiao's finger was another finger.

A huge black net is coming!

Fang Wenshan's body was about to crash into this huge net, and at the critical moment, a huge spear suddenly appeared in his hand! The tip of the spear slammed into the ground, and the huge inertia suddenly flew out of his body again, and the black giant net, like a demon with a big mouth, wrapped the spear, and instantly turned into a stream of energy and merged into the net.

Fang Wenshan, who was catapulted into the air, took advantage of this power to refract back, and the sword in his hand had already burst out with a fiery red sword qi hundreds of meters long, that sword qi was a hundred meters long, and there was no sign of blurring, and it was straight and sharp, stabbing straight towards Ling Xiao's body, and roared angrily in his mouth: "Boy, you are very strong, but in the face of me, your fate is only ...... Die!!"

All this only happened between the lightning and flint, so fast that people didn't even have room to react, Ling Xiao stood there, as if he was stupid, and in Fang Wenshan's cruel smile, he let that sword qi pierce his body.

Fang Wenshan was halfway through laughing, and the smile froze on his face, only to see Ling Xiao's body turn into a little spot of light again, dissipating into the air!

"Impossible!"

Fang Wenshan roared frantically, and a monstrous wave turned in his heart: "That is obviously an entity, how can it suddenly become an illusion? Could it be that his speed is so fast? Ah...... Oh no, I'm dying!"

Fang Wenshan suddenly felt that there was an incomparably strong sword intent locking on his body! If it was ordinary, he would even have a funny feeling, with the sword intent that the Sword Saint Realm could have, to deal with a super strong person who was about to become a high-level cultivator, this was undoubtedly a naughty boy holding a wooden sword to fight against an adult!

But now, he has a feeling of being cold all over! The timing and environment chosen by the other party are too good! It is so good that he doesn't dare to make any more moves!

It seemed that as long as he moved, that sword intent would instantly cross the space, pierce the plane, and kill him!

Then, Fang Wenshan watched as the terrifying black giant net flew up from the ground and rolled towards him unscrupulously.

Fang Wenshan couldn't bear it any longer, clenched his fist with one hand, and slammed towards the Soul Devouring Demon Net!

An extremely strong force formed a huge storm along Fang Wenshan's fist, holding up the middle part of the Soul Devouring Demon Net, and then like a kite with a broken line blown by the wind, it rolled backwards and flew out!

Nine hundred and ninety-nine cold iron short swords once again formed a lotus-shaped sword array, circle by layer, positive and negative rapidly turning, forming a terrifying strangulation sword formation.

Fang Wenshan is both blasted out again!

Rumble!

Bang!

Syllable!

The tremendous power first struck a part of the cold iron short sword, making a loud noise. Immediately after, a huge explosion sounded in the air, it was the sound of Fang Wenshan's huge and incomparable power draining the air!

Immediately after, there was a faint sound in the sky, and the cold iron short sword fell down like rain! Fang Wenshan's face did not have the slightest look of excitement, his eyes shot a terrifying light, and in one direction, the sword in his hand shook, and a hurricane-like powerful sword qi shot over!

The sword intent that Ling Xiao locked on to him suddenly disappeared at this moment!

Not only did Fang Wenshan not feel relieved, but he became more vigilant, feeling that a catastrophe was coming! Suddenly, he felt that the sword in his hand had become bent, and the tip of the sword was actually pointed at him!

At the same time, a spiritual force that was so strong that people couldn't resist it surrounded Fang Wen Mountain like a sea of mountains, surging like a tsunami!

At the same time, an extremely cold sound came from the air.

"Broken!"

Fang Wenshan had a splitting headache, his eyes also had a huge hallucination, everything in front of him had a feeling of slowing down, and this scene also had a feeling of déjà vu in his heart.

Just when he felt bad, the Sky Splitting Sword in Ling Xiao's clone slashed hard at Fang Wenshan's left arm!

Fang Wenshan let out a terrifying scream, and when he turned around, he was stabbed on the right chest of Ling Xiao's clone, Ling Xiao's doppelganger movement froze, and Fang Wenshan took advantage of this short moment to draw the sword. Two more swords stabbed at Ling Xiao's clone in the throat and heart!

When Ling Xiao's clone was stabbed with a sword, his body retreated backwards as if he had not received any damage, and at the same time, Ling Xiao unleashed a shocking sword in the other direction!

"Annihilation!"

Ling Xiao's voice was calm with endless coldness.

That sword contained all the essence of Ling Xiao's sword skills, and there wasn't even any sword qi on the sword's body! This sword, Fang Wenshan couldn't avoid it!

Let that sharp demon blood red lotus sword pierce his neck!

With a twist of Ling Xiao's wrist, Fang Wenshan's great head rolled and flew up, and his body fell into the dust!

At the same time, Ling Xiao's doppelganger and the deity both snorted, Ling Xiao's face was pale, the doppelganger was seriously injured, and the deity would also be greatly affected!

With the realm of the middle stage of distraction, coupled with all kinds of magic weapons, it would be so embarrassing to kill such a person at the peak realm of an intermediate cultivator...... Ling Xiao closed his eyes and sighed lightly, in a short period of time, if he wanted to kill the old monster of the Fang family, he was afraid that it was impossible.

Ling Xiao's body sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by a circle of high-grade spars, if anyone in the cultivation realm saw this scene, they would definitely scold Ling Xiao, a loser, for being a madman!

The above grade spars can be used as a simple gathering array to restore strength, and I am afraid that only people who are defeated to the point of madness can make it.

But Ling Xiao obviously didn't care about this at this time, all he cared about was when he would be able to recover his strength!

Three months later, Ling Xiao went out of the customs and returned to the sect, seeing that Wang Zhen, Zhang Yang and others all had a satisfactory improvement, and at the same time, the more than 500 disciples, in the past few years, because of the abundance of spars and the perfect exercises that Ling Xiao gave them, they have made very rapid progress.

In just a few years, there were more than 50 martial artists who had entered the innate realm! More than 300 people had reached the realm of middle and high-level sword gods, and the remaining more than 150 people, the worst, had already reached the realm of junior sword gods!

And a few years ago, when they first followed Ling Xiao, the worst was nothing more than an intermediate sword master!

"Elder Lu didn't leave the customs?" Ling Xiao asked as he looked at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang didn't wait to speak, but he heard a hearty laugh from behind: "The sect masters are all back, how dare Lu Hai continue to retreat?"

As he spoke, a figure floated in. When Zhang Yang saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Lu Hai waved his hand, looked at Ling Xiao with burning eyes, and then said: "Thanks to the blessing of the sect master, Lu Hai has broken through from the original intermediate realm to the advanced realm in just seven years!

Ling Xiao had expected this, smiled slightly, and said, "Congratulations to the elder." ”

Lu Hai clenched his fists at Ling Xiao at this time, and said with a solemn expression: "If it weren't for the sect master, Lu Hai wouldn't know when and when he would be able to break through, and if the sect master promised Lu Hai back then, should he also fulfill it?"

Ling Xiao was slightly stunned, then said with a wry smile: "Those eight elders of the Fang family have been killed by me in the past few years! Now, in that formation, there is an old monster that has already entered the realm of advanced cultivators, the elder has just broken through, it is better not to try." ”

Jiang Yunshan, Wang Zhen and the others all looked at Ling Xiao in amazement, the muscles on Wang Zhen's face twitched violently, and his eyes were full of incredulity.