The genus of pythons, dare to compete with dragons?

Standing in front of the nine Zhichen in the night, the little uncle of Qingshan, the abyss in his palm surged with his Yuan Sea, and suddenly let out a shocking sword roar.

As a result, the black dragon roared suddenly, and its body turned into an ink-like sword qi, extending several zhang from the front of the Shen Yuan sword body, and rising diagonally from the bottom to the top.

Sword Five.

Candles.

The billowing sword qi rushed straight to the python.

The essence of the formation pictogram condensed by the method of the night formation is the fusion of these branches and martial arts and even Dao rhyme, but this fusion is not a simple blend of one plus one equals two, but a means of taking the latecomer as the foundation and deducing a Dao rhyme forward little by little, so as to accumulate Dao meaning and fight across the border.

Therefore, the method of joining forces is not that the greater the number of people, the stronger the strength.

From the beginning of the enlightenment to the understanding, the road will inevitably become more and more difficult.

If it is said that the Dao rhyme chosen at the beginning of the night formation has gone to fifty percent out of ten, then the first star alliance may push this Dao rhyme forward by two percent, and the second star formation may only be one percent, and even after ten people join the array, after the hundred people condense, the last few night stars can only have a negligible effect on the advancement of the Dao rhyme.

The Nine Realms Branching Array, the most perfect and pinnacle of condensation, should be to deduce that Dao rhyme to the third layer of the Nine Realms, even comparable to the top of the mountain.

But it's a pity that after Fang Chen killed the three branches first, when the remaining nine branches joined the formation, the formation was no longer complete.

The position of the west is missing, the pictogram of the finch on the top and the python lying on the ground, at this moment, the tail of the finch wing dragon seems to be lacking, which is quite illusory.

Therefore, when the sword qi of the candle fell, the sword qi black dragon and the python finch fought each other, and it did not last long.

The finch was on the top of the house, and wanted to peck the dragon's eye, but was cut off by the Rumo sword qi first, and it was difficult to take off again.

The python formed a ring and wanted to coil the dragon body, but the black dragon transformed by the Shen Yuan sword weapon was of high rank, not only was it not bound by the python, but it shattered the snake body.

Although they are both in the Nine Realms, in terms of Dao rhyme alone, Fang Chen, who inherited the White Tiger Killing Dao, is really stronger than the night at this moment.

The style of sword five that Qingshan Daobei Peak realized, in the hands of Qingshan's junior uncle at this moment, as Shen Yuan lifted up, he really slashed out those sword moves in the sword forest towards the world, and he was at the peak of the killing saint power.

The moment of the black dragon and the python finch staggered, Fang Chen, who was originally one enemy and nine, not only did not retreat, but under the suppression of Dao Yun, he completely defeated the momentum of the Zhichen Formation.

The billowing sword qi came out from the Shen Yuan sword body, and along the direction of the sword blade, from the nine night branches, Shengsheng cut the illusory formation in half.

The python is in shape, and the rhyme is scattered.

The sword weapon, which was as black as an abyss, with the figure of Junior Uncle Qingshan, passed through the nine branches of the night without stopping for a moment.

It wasn't until the sword momentum of the candle dissipated that the young swordsman with his back to the night branch stopped.

Still not turned around.

Fang Chen's right hand held Shen Yuan obliquely, and a white sword intent flashed in the palm of his left hand, so the swordsman raised his head, taking the foothold as the foundation, and the vast fields were full of sword qi in all directions, like a cage of heaven and earth that imprisoned the heavens and the earth, locking the young uncle of Qingshan and the nine branches in it.

Another sword yuan body of Qingshan, that Luo Qianlong, who was almost born and was considered by the Taishang to be in charge of this generation of sword dao, once used his own sword qi as a guide in the Great Xia Lotus Society, and controlled the sword qi on the entire ninth peak.

After the battle of the Lotus Society and the trial of the Baishan Imperial Mausoleum, under the earnest teachings of the old peak master, Fang Chen, who was also the body of the sword yuan, although he was still unable to control the sword qi so freely because of his physique was acquired, but with Chen Jiansheng's sword intent, he could also mobilize all the sword qi within a radius of 100 zhang.

Chen Jiansheng's heaven and earth have always been the most wonderful sword moves in this world to control sword qi in the future.

Uncle Qingshan, who inherited Shen Yuan, also inherited Chen Jiansheng's sword intent.

The nine Zhichen who were defeated by the candle were already slightly injured by the sword qi on their bodies under the cutting of the sword qi of the five swords, but as a sharp weapon of Great Xia to monitor the world of the human race, the strength of the stars of the night was by no means limited to this.

The momentum of the combined formation is indeed the best means of siege and killing at night, but the killing technique has never been more than one joint attack.

The pythons dispersed, and the nine branches of the night also separated.

The task given on the Vermilion Dossier of Night is to kill Fang Chen, so until the mission is completed, the branch of Night will never return.

Therefore, when the method of joining forces has failed, the most effective means of killing now is to kill the young swordsman with one blow, as at the beginning, and the nine branches each attack, forcing out the flaws of the young swordsman, so as to kill with one blow.

The stars of the night are indeed the best hunters in the entire human race.

The nine branches glanced at each other, and the lake and sea in the Yuan Sea rose suddenly, and the night gave each star a cultivation method, making each star's cultivation go out of a different path, and the corresponding killing moves were not the same.

At the beginning, the two Zhichen who were used as the basis of the python's formation were obviously the strongest among the nine, so the moment the formation dispersed, the Zhichen who gathered water into a python stopped in front of the other eight Zhichen first, and the pitch-black halberd in his palm was across his chest, using water as a way, and he plundered and killed step by step towards the center of the sword qi cage.

Water is a python, and fire is a finch.

Among the remaining eight branches, the other branch that condensed into a finch was second only to the branch of the cultivation of water and Dao rhyme, so this battle at night was quite tacitly agreed with each other to leave this branch at the end.

The word fire, violent and arbitrary, is naturally the best means to save this shot as a killing blow.

With the anaconda in front, the seven branches were divided into all sides, and the fire sparrow in the back staggered towards Fang Chen, and this shot in the night was a desperate blow without reservation.

Great Xia's cultivation of the power established to consolidate the rule of the court is like this from the very beginning, where the stars of the night are oriented, the order is above all else, and the task is more important than life.

All the stars of the night, from the very beginning, were ready to die for the mission at any time.

According to the estimation of the Buddha and Daozi in the court, the accumulation of Dao rhyme in the third layer of the Nine Realms is almost only a kick away from the mountain top avenue, with such strength, in the face of the cultivators of the second layer of the Nine Realms, it can only be crushed without suspense.

At the moment when Uncle Qingshan's junior master broke through the combined formation with a sword, the remaining nine branches of the night were already sure in their hearts that this Fang family's remnant human race was the only flame in the world, and within a few months, he had really stepped on the same level as before the Buddha and Daozi broke through the realm.

Ordinary Nine Realms fighting with them at this moment is undoubtedly equivalent to hitting a stone with an egg.

But the Zhichen of the night is not an ordinary Nine Realms, and the Zhichen selected from the countless Nine Realms of the human race in the world are all Tianjiao.

Disobedient to people.

Although it is difficult for a single Zhichen to cause any injuries to Fang Chen, there are nine Zhichen here at this moment, and his two fists are still difficult to defeat four hands, not to mention that behind Uncle Qingshan's junior master at this moment, there are eighteen hands.

If the second layer of the Nine Realms of the Nine Realms all fought to the death, and under the joint attack and killing regardless of their lives, I am afraid that the top of the mountain would also need to be temporarily avoided, not to mention that Fang Chen was still in the Nine Realms.

No matter how strong the Nine Realms are, they are still the Nine Realms.

The Zhichen who rushed to the front of the night, the blue and blue waves on his side, the water Dao Yun was pulled by his halberd, and re-condensed into a black python, his scarlet eyes were full of ruthlessness and unwillingness to look at the abyss in Fang Chen's palm.

Under the anaconda, the halberd staggered off several sword qi branches, and seeing that the swordsman had not yet turned around, a little mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The sword qi cage was indeed binding the many branches of the night, but on the other hand, it also trapped Fang Chen in it.

In this battle, both sides tacitly put life and death in front of the stage, but in terms of personal strength, it was indeed Fang Chen who had the upper hand.

But judging from the mentality, the nine branches all thought that Fang Chen was at a disadvantage.

Cultivators at night, everyone will have a method of desperate explosion at the cost of the path of cultivation and even their lives.

The stars of the night have never been greedy for life and afraid of death.

In the body of the water black python, at this moment, it is not only the interweaving of Wu Yuan and Dao Yun, the last blow of the night Zhichen at the cost of his life, not only throwing everything he has gained from this cultivation to this move, but also completely turning the cultivator's exuberant vitality into blood and qi, pouring into the killing move.

The same is true of the black python, and the same is true of the other eight branches.

Therefore, these branches would take it for granted that the orphan of the Fang family, who had not turned around at this moment and was only holding the sword weapon obliquely, was too inflated and arrogant after stepping into the third layer of the Nine Realms, and he also underestimated the bloodiness of the night.

He probably didn't think about it at all, and the first move of the night branch to strike again was not an ordinary fight at all, but an unreasonable desperate blow.

The tiger cubs in the mountains still lack experience after all.

Zhichen, who held the halberd in his hand, shook his head and smiled, and then didn't think about it anymore, just pushed the weapon in his hand forward with all his might.

The nine Zhichen went to death at the same time, just to kill the orphan of the Fang family, this time, although the mission was bloody, it was probably a success.