Could it be that the camp owner could only watch as Fang He slaughtered all the thousands of people present?

The answer was no, and as the battle progressed, he realized the gravity of his choice, and simply withdrew the power that had been swirling around the thousand people to protect their hearts.

At this moment, his momentum reached its peak, and the aura that a Heavenly Mandate Peak Cultivator should have was also released in an instant.

For a while, the sky was grinning, the wind and clouds changed color, and even the Xujiang River not far away began to churn!

This is the power of the Heavenly Mandate Cultivator, although it is not as terrifying as the powerhouse of the Holy Realm, but it is also the collapse of mountains and rivers, and the sun and moon are dull.

Seeing this, Fang He also reversed himself from the previous crazy situation, a pair of sword eyes shone brightly, and he could vaguely see the sword light lingering within him!

The invasion of the momentum of both sides actually squeezed the space here directly!

You can imagine how powerful it is!

After a moment of silence, the two sides suddenly turned into two streamers and went straight to the sky, and then went straight to the surface of the Xujiang River and stood apart.

However, neither of them made a move at this time, and they were both looking at each other in their own way, which was also to analyze their respective strengths from the momentum of the other party.

Compared to Fang He, this camp master was not as easy as Fang He, after all, he had fallen a lot behind at the soul level, and the only advantage was that his cultivation time was relatively long, and his cultivation realm was higher than Fang He's.

But in terms of attack power alone, Fang He was much more powerful than this camp master.

Moreover, so far in the battle, the camp owner did not even know who the person against him was, and for what purpose he would be so unscrupulous, and after confronting him for a while, he immediately asked:

"Who the hell are you?"

However, his question Fang He would not answer, and there was really no need to answer it, because in Fang He's eyes, he was already a dead man, and a dead man did not need to know so much.

However, since the other party asked so sincerely, Fang He still had to respond symbolically.

And Fang He's response was also very simple and rude, that is, a huge sword qi that stretched across the sky.

Seeing this, the camp master's face was suddenly full of horror, and even he was frightened by the power in the sword qi, so he simply stopped entangled with Fang He's identity and devoted himself to the battle with Fang He.

Rumble!

The sword qi landed on the defensive shield supported by the camp master, and there was an earth-shattering explosion

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sounded, the already churning river was suddenly like a dragon going out to sea under the huge impact.

The river passes through the gap, and people are like light Hong.

When the boundless river was falling, Fang He raised his sword again to kill, and the camp master also roughly understood Fang He's true strength from the previous sword, which was not much different from him.

The camp master's estimation was not wrong, under normal circumstances, only Fang He, who was at the peak of the Destiny Realm, could indeed only wrestle with the Heavenly Mandate Cultivator, but what he didn't know was that Fang He was now full of firepower, completely unscrupulous to attack, and with the previous experience of killing the crocodile, he had a psychological contempt for the Heavenly Destiny Realm Cultivator, or rather contempt.

However, although he despised his heart, he was unrelenting in his move, and he was completely undying.

This is called despising the opponent strategically and attaching importance to the opponent tactically, and only in this way can he achieve the goal he wants to achieve in this battle.

After all, the crocodile was just a beast, but its defensive and combat instincts were a little terrifying, and its mind could not be compared with that of such a high-ranking human monk.

Moreover, even if the monks of this ruin heavenly camp are comfortable all year round, they are after all Heavenly Mandate Realm monks, and they are also the best among the Heavenly Mandate peak monks, so they cannot be treated with the tactics of fighting beasts.

The so-called one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion.

said that it was tactical, but what Fang He showed at this time was not tactical at all, it was completely a desperate state, in a sense, this is also a tactic.

If this camp master was unable to block Fang He's continuous fierce attacks, or if there was a hint of weakness, it was destined to end in failure, and the price of failure was his life.

For the camp owner, all this that he has only had after so many years of cultivation and hard work is impossible to give up no matter what.

Therefore, when the battle reached a white-hot level, neither side took half a step back, which can be described as an evenly matched toughness, and it depends on who can't withstand the offensive first.

Fighting to this extent can also be said to be a contest of wills.

Needless to say, Fang He's will was firm, even if he was killed on the spot, he would not frown even a little, and the will of the battalion owner, who was in charge of one of the eighteen battalions of the military department, was not inferior to him.

As the battle continued, the bigger the battalion owner became, the more frightened he became, and the more Fang He fought, the more anxious he became, after all, there was not much time left for him to escape, and his disguise was there

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The moment he made his move, he had actually been exposed, but the camp master in front of him hadn't reacted yet.

So, after fighting again, Fang He withdrew about a hundred zhang away.

Meditating on the scene of killing the crocodile Jiao before, the power of the Great Dao between heaven and earth suddenly frantically used on him, and then it was all turned into the power of the sword and poured into the Lingxu Ancient Sword.

Seeing this, the camp master couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, he could feel the amazing power contained in this sword, and the palpitating feeling that this sword brought to him.

The momentum of this sword is very long, but it is really only a matter of the blink of an eye.

In the face of this sword, the camp master also responded, only to see his body suddenly rise against the wind, and then put his hands together, and a huge figure also appeared behind him, like a law image, and like a totem worshipped.

If there is no surprise, the battle between Fang He and this battalion master will be divided under this move.

Click!

Before the attack arrived, the momentum was already squeezing each other, causing the space between the two sides to begin to shatter like a mirror.

After a moment of silence, Fang He's incomparable sword qi instantly collided with the colossus behind the camp master, bursting out with a burst of dazzling light, which could be seen within a radius of a hundred miles.

The collision was followed by a loud thunderous sound, and everyone present was shocked and vomited blood!

This is just the aftermath of the battle, even if there are many Extreme Breaking Realm cultivators among them, it is difficult to resist, one can imagine how huge the energy of the explosion center is.

After a long time, when the light had dissipated and the sound had died down, everyone was able to see the specific situation of the warring sides.

I saw that Fang He's face was pale at this time, and he was standing in the air with both hands holding the Spirit Void Ancient Sword in his hands, and the camp master was no better, his face was pale at the same time, his body was still trembling slightly, and under a closer look, there were even cracks in the Dao Dao that were oozing blood.

Judging from the appearance of the two, it seems to be a tie.

But the truth was very different from what he saw, after a sword, Fang He was indeed exhausted, but don't forget that he still had soul power to use, with the help of that extremely brilliant light, hundreds of invisible sword qi had already shuttled back and forth in the camp master's body countless times.

In other words, the camp owner is now exhausted.

And the reason why he was still hovering in the air and his body was trembling unceasingly was because there were two Dao swords under his feet at this time, and if it weren't for that, his body would have fallen into the river long ago.

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