There was chaos on the battlefield, and Fang Li's sudden outburst and the sudden appearance of the three of Gangduo caused the originally neat siege formation of the eight people to be scattered in an instant. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the group battle, Gangduo, Fengxing and the Prophet worked together to trap the four monks in the early stage of the Yuan Realm, and Fang Li alone stopped all the remaining four monks in the middle of the Yuan Realm with the sword formation composed of the four swords of the Wind Flower Snow Moon, as for the Tiger General, now Fang Li didn't have the kung fu to pay attention to him at all, in the case of being directly hit by the Canglong out of the water, the Tiger General was strong, worthy of being a monk in the late Yuan Realm.

After being taken out of the battle group by the dragon, although the tiger general was not lightly injured, the direct lethality and destructive power of this sword were still very limited, and he did not kill it, at least he still had the strength to fight. However, when the other party saw from a distance that Fang Li and his divine might instantly suppressed the remaining eight Yuan Realm cultivators, General Nahu turned his mind and pretended to be seriously injured and needed to breathe, and watched from a distance.

And Fang Li also sensed that the Tiger General was pretending, but he couldn't pierce it now, although the gap between the mid-Yuan Realm monks and the late-stage monks was not small, but although Fang Li's strength was strong, his cultivation had not reached the God Realm, and he had not even reached the peak of the Yuan Realm, so these four mid-Yuan Realm monks still had a very big threat to Fang Li. At least Fang Li would never dare to let the other party's supernatural powers fall on him, otherwise something would really happen.

In fact, this is also a common feature in the cultivation world, unless it is an extremely powerful defensive magic weapon, or a supernatural power that specializes in cultivating the defense system, otherwise, even if it is a high realm, it cannot let the attack of a person in the lower realm directly hit. It's like a tank, although it is not afraid of the attack of a rifle, if it is placed there, it is really easy for people to fight, you must know that even the most powerful defense has its own shortcomings, not to mention that Fang Li is still the kind of monk whose defense is not strong.

Counting it carefully, except for the Silver Star Bell on his body, which was a defensive magic weapon, there was no defensive magic power or magic weapon that he could get his hands on. It is not suitable for direct defense, and the inner armor itself is the last barrier, just like an airbag, and when the inner armor can be used, it is the most dangerous time.

On the battlefield, although the three of Gangduo couldn't do anything about the other four Yuan Realm cultivators, the three against four did not fall into any disadvantage, and there was a degree of attack and defense between one move and one style, although the seven people were mixed together, they couldn't tell the result at all in a short period of time, and they could only contain each other.

And the four mid-Yuan Realm monks who fought against Fang Li were the key, the two sides started with all their strength, although the sword formation composed of the four swords of the wind and snow and the moon was extremely powerful, but Fang Li did not get the original four divine swords after all, and the moon sword was still an imitation of the level of the lower grade spirit weapon, and it was able to bluff a few people at the beginning, but the opponent found the weakness of the sword formation without two moves, and frantically launched an attack on the moon sword, and what was even worse was that this time the four people were all in the hands of the spirit weapon, or two attacks, one defense and one auxiliary.

If it weren't for Fang Li's own understanding of the formation, relying on his own ability to constantly adjust the position and attack method of the four swords, and completely gather the four swords of the Wind Flower and Snow Moon, otherwise the other party would have already broken out of the formation by now.

Even Fang Li, in order to be able to better contain the opponent, had already rushed directly into the formation, and the four swords rotated to constantly engage in melee combat with the opponent, wanting to contain it with his own melee fighting strength.

I didn't know if I didn't try, but as soon as he fought, Fang Li found that he was obviously wrong, this time the four Yuan Realm monks were all from generals, and their fighting level was completely not the same as those previous Qi Dao monks, although their physical fitness was not as good as Fang Li's, but the ruthlessness in the battle was far beyond their own. The kind of desperate Saburo spirit that would open a hole in you even if he was hit by a sword made Fang Li always restrained, and even almost got injured several times.

In the past, hand-to-hand combat was invincible, but now he was frustrated again, and he capsized on these people whose cultivation was not as good as his own, even if Fang Li had a good temper, he gradually became a little angry.

"Isn't it just an exchange of injuries for injuries! I have the blood of the black dragon in my body, am I really afraid of you, you can't do it!"

Fang Li was ruthless, and this time it was the snow sword that appeared in his hand, the snow sword had an icy cold aura, and once it hit, it could affect the opponent's movements, so Fang Li chose not the sharpest wind sword but the snow sword.

This time it was a monk who rushed up with a spiritual weapon crutch, the other party didn't care about the snow sword in Fang Li's hand and stabbed him directly in the chest, and the crutch in his hand slapped Fang Li's shoulder with the sound of squeezing air, if this time was implemented, even if Fang Li's body was hard, he would be beaten and broken.

At the same time, a light blue light emitted from the monk holding the flower basket behind him, and fell on the person who attacked Fang Li, obviously a not weak defensive shield, and what was even more terrible was that there was also a monk holding a square box spirit weapon on the side to urge the magic weapon to produce Dao attraction and pull Fang Li's action. It's a combined attack of three people.

Before, Fang Li chose to dodge the opponent's attack, but this time Fang Li rushed forward directly without dodging, and the snow sword in his hand was strengthened at the moment when the opponent's crutch fell on his shoulder, the snow sword directly stabbed into the opponent's body. Although it was deflected because of the attraction, the snow sword went straight into the opponent's right chest without hurting the heart, but the cold power that erupted still slowed down the strength in the opponent's hand.

Boom!

Even though his strength had dropped a lot, the crutch still knocked Fang Li directly from the sky, and landed directly on the ground with a streamer.

"Damn!"

Although he knew that the power of this crutch was very great, Fang Li didn't expect that he would be directly knocked into the dust under the interference of the other party's auxiliary magic weapon, and the hot pain in his shoulder was nothing, but now what made Fang Li even more angry was not these, he was actually beaten into the dust.

Ignoring the soldiers around him who didn't dare to step forward, he stretched out his hand to support him on the ground, and Fang Li wanted to get up.

However, this was just a press, Fang Li suddenly felt that he was not pressed on the ground, his hand was soft and hard, and there was a bit of viscous liquid.

He didn't need to look at Fang Li to know that he was pressing on the body of that fallen soldier, and just when Fang Li wanted to shake it into powder casually, an unclear premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, and his head turned down slightly stiffly, Fang Li kept muttering in his heart whether it was or not.

But when he turned his head, reality still told Fang Li, and he really let himself guess correctly, how could Fang Li not know the helmet of the corpse under him, and turned his head slightly, and looked at the familiar face, clearly telling Fang Li that the person who fell under him was a soldier who was still following him a few quarters of an hour ago.

What made Fang Li even more angry was that the countless blades on his neck were obviously not fatal wounds, what was really fatal was a short spear in his chest, and the injuries between his necks were very clear, these people wanted to cut off his head to receive the reward.

"I, Fang Li can't stand you!"

A little bit of tears fell on the blood-stained ground, and a little bit of bright red fell in Fang Li's dantian world......