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Knowing that he had no choice, he patted the storage bag, took out a maroon elixir, and swallowed it directly into his stomach.

"Fang Yuan, I will kill you!" he roared wildly at the sky, and the pill he swallowed had its effect in a moment's breath.

The cultivation of the late eighth layer of Bigu suddenly skyrocketed, the peak of the eighth layer of Bigu, the ninth layer of Bigu, the middle of the ninth layer of Bigu, and finally it was not until the late stage of the ninth layer of Bigu that it eased down, although it did not reach the peak of the ninth layer of Bigu, but it was also able to compete with the boss of the fourth street, and his cultivation was still slowly rising.

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes, although he didn't know that elixir, he himself had a better one, so he knew that the other party couldn't hold on for too long, once he couldn't kill himself in a short period of time, the other party could only lead his neck and wait to be killed.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan manipulated the black giant python and pounced on the other party, retreating to the east wind valley itself, the top-grade small sword and the middle-grade peak flying sword, and the three swords in the sword were in the shape of a pin.

After the cultivation was completed, Brother Xu's red eyes revealed a look of pain and madness, and the medium-grade flying sword he controlled was just a moment, and the seventh-layer cultivation of Bigu was split into a black giant python, turning into a beast talisman that was cut in two, and it was completely destroyed.

"Kill, kill, kill!" What is amazing is that after killing the Xuanhei Giant Python, Brother Xu's cultivation actually began to skyrocket again, reaching the peak of the ninth layer of Bigu in an instant.

Fang Yuan was mainly a top-grade small sword, supplemented by two medium-grade flying swords, and stopped in front of that medium-grade flying sword.

The opponent's current cultivation is amazing, manipulating the mid-grade flying sword and Fang Yuan's three swords to attack staggered, without falling behind.

Brother Xu's body avoided the battlefield of the flying sword, and his body rushed directly towards Fang Yuan, and he actually wanted to fight him in close combat.

Fang Yuan retreated again, his eyes flashed sharply, and he slapped the storage bag and shook it hard.

It seemed that there was nothing, but after a breath, a dark rope swelled for a short time, and flew rapidly towards Brother Xu, who had reached the peak of the Great Perfection of the Valley.

The speed of the dark rope is not slow in the first place, and with the flight with the wind, the speed is not slower than that of the high-grade small sword.

But Brother Xu's state at the moment was too weird, his bloodshot eyes moved flexibly, and his body reacted immediately and dodged to the side.

The dark rope that has not been thoroughly refined, and the turn is not good, and it is even closer to Brother Xu.

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes calmly, and took out ten more talismans from the storage bag, several of which were second-grade mid-grade, and threw them all out.

A mixed blow of several eight layers of Bigu and several seven layers of Bigu, even the ninth layer of Bigu will avoid its edge.

It was still the same sentence, at this time, Brother Xu's appearance was very weird and violent, in the face of many talisman attacks, he went head-on, pulled back with his right fist, and the surface burned with blazing white flames.

"Cangyan Fist!" he let out a loud shout, his right fist swinging out, and the huge pale flame fist shadow collided with the ten talisman attacks.

There was no brilliant explosion, the fist shadow was like destroying one rune spell after another, and after breaking through the last second-grade mid-grade explosive flame talisman, the dim fist shadow stubbornly took Fang Yuan as the final target.

Facing the fist shadow and the virtual brother who rushed over, Fang Yuan sneered and threw out twenty second-level talismans again, there was no flesh pain at all, but the talisman savings of more than half a year were almost used up, and he retreated into the Dongfeng Valley again.

The fist shadow was finally dispersed, and there were more than a dozen talisman spells left, and with the help of the strong east wind, the attack power could be increased a little.

This is the advantage of Fang Yuan's geographical advantage, of course, if he is forced into a corner, he doesn't know if he can escape with a tailwind.

Brother Xu wanted to avoid the talisman, but the dark rope had already attacked from the side, and he didn't want to be tied up or retreat, so he had no choice but to resist.

Brother Xu's only remaining reason began to become anxious, his elixir was extremely domineering, if he really lost his sanity, his cultivation could reach the level of pseudo-foundation, and at that time, he would die after the medicine was over.

He shouted that he was all over before, and he just wanted to use his momentum to oppress Fang Yuan, but Fang Yuan's hole cards were far beyond his imagination.

Not to mention the swarthy rope that suddenly appeared that was comparable to a top-grade magic weapon, there were a lot of second-level talismans, and the other party had at least thrown out the value of five or six thousand spirit stones, and he had never heard of anyone so extravagant.

"Fang Yuan—"

Xiu Wei had already broken through the normal valley, and the crazy red of Brother Xu's eyes became more and more intense, and a powerful punch blasted out again, temporarily pausing Dongfeng for a moment.

More than a dozen talisman spells were blown and broken again.

Fang Yuan still calmly and steadily retreated, took out a large handful of spirit stones from the storage bag, and threw them out one by one like garbage.

There were five or six of them in each handful, and the spirit stones thrown out of them emitted golden light in the air, forming small golden dots. Even the shape of the sword didn't have time to condense, and the point of light collided with the shadow of Cangyan's fist.

Then it collapsed with a single touch, but after it dissipated, there were dozens or hundreds of golden points of light behind it that continuously hit the fist shadow.

In just a few breaths, Fang Yuan threw out hundreds of spirit stones, and golden points of light flew all over the sky, although the instantaneous attack power was not high, but the number was enough to make up for this gap.

The figures of the fist shadow and the virtual brother were fully impacted by the golden points of light.

The fist shadow couldn't bear it at first, and it dissipated and annihilated.

The maroon aura shield that appeared on the surface of Brother Xu's body flickered and dimmed under the impact of golden points of light, but there was no sign of shattering.

"I'm not reconciled!" Finally, Brother Xu's last shred of reason was also frantically annihilated, and his momentum skyrocketed again, rushing through the golden point of light, instantly narrowing the distance between him and Fang Yuan.

Cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the body of the mid-grade flying sword that he controlled, but its momentum increased in vain, suppressing all three of Fang Yuan's swords at once.

Fang Yuan frowned, sighed slightly, and took out the last two treasures.

A bloody defensive talisman and an irregular blue and white crystal the size of a basketball.

He didn't expect that after only a few days of getting this talisman, he might use it.

If he didn't have this talisman, he wouldn't have the confidence to retreat calmly and safely into the Dongfeng Valley.

Things soon took a turn for the better.

Brother Void in the madness, his spiritual sense skyrocketed to the level of pseudo-foundation building, and he subconsciously probed into the Divine Crystal Ice in Fang Yuan's hand, and it was also difficult to escape the result of being frozen.

The swarthy rope finally seized the opportunity, and even ignored Brother Xu's spiritual power shield and wrapped it directly around his waist.

By the time the other party got rid of the stiffness from the Divine Crystal Ice, the dark rope had already been wound several times.

The frenzied Brother Void felt the restraint, and no longer regarded killing Fang Yuan as his first goal, and began to deal with the dark rope on his body.

But everything he did was in vain, the level of the dark rope was very high, so high that Fang Yuan couldn't even refine it.

The more Brother Xu's struggle, the tighter the rope became, and then even his two hands were tied in.

The cracked mid-grade flying sword suddenly shook off the three flying swords and slashed heavily on the dark rope.