Fang Yi, who was almost dying, broke out in a cold sweat, shocked by the strength of the big axe, and even more amazed by the strength of Song Wusoul. But who would have thought that since he entered this space, he had only cultivated for more than a month, and it was not easy to be able to refine the fire of Huochi's life.

Entering the sainthood, it takes chance and time, all of which are indispensable, although Song Wusoul is only a junior saint, but it is not comparable to him, a person who has just touched the path to the sainthood.

Knowing the gap between himself and Song Wusoul, Fang Yi looked at the Open Heaven Axe in his hand again, and estimated the magic weapon in his hand, right now he has about twelve Heavenly Treasure level weapons that can be used, but the effect is not necessarily great, the only thing that can be used is only the Open Heaven Axe in his hand.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi smiled evilly, shook the Heaven Opening Axe in his hand, and thought: "I didn't inject divine power just now, the defense is so perverted, if you drop blood to recognize the Lord and inject strength, will you be able to beat Song Wusoul?"

Hehe, Fang Yi bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, this action can startle Song Wusoul, the holy weapon that has not recognized the master is so powerful, if he recognizes the master, it will be difficult to kill Fang Yi.

"Bastard, give me death. ”

The moment the blood arrow just erupted, Song Wusoul sacrificed the long sword, and his person turned into a mass of miniature and quickly drilled into the long sword, casting the original magic of the ancestor of the Song family: the unity of man and sword.

Song Wusoul's long sword was originally transformed by his natal magic weapon, and at the same time as the human sword was united, the giant sword suddenly increased several times, as if a huge sword boat was flying by, and the surging sword qi turned into overwhelming sword rays, these sword rays made the stable space vibrate, and there were white marks of sword rays across the space in the space.

Song Wusoul's cultivation is not enough to cut the spatial barrier, but it can destabilize the space. Cultivation is not weak.

The sword-like long sword emitted a miserable white sword glow, like the whistling sound of a hurricane wind blowing through a canyon.

Fang Yi stood only a few hundred meters away from him, and when he saw the long sword sacrifice, he already felt the powerful sword blade rushing towards him, this blood sprayed fiercely on the Open Heaven Axe, who would have thought that there was no blood halo flashing at all that had successfully recognized the Lord, and Fang Yi could not sense the existence of the Open Heaven Axe Soul in his divine thoughts. This can't help but make him shocked.

"What the hell is it that you can't recognize the Lord?"

In the horror, he was no longer allowed to think about it, Song Wusoul's long sword had already stabbed at his face, murderous and merciless, which showed Song Wusoul's homicidal heart towards him.

In desperation, Fang Yi bit his gums and used all his strength in the Open Heaven Divine Axe, at this time, the Open Heaven Axe, which could not recognize the master, actually gave birth to a terrifying suction, and Fang Yi injected divine power into it. Like a mud cow entering the sea, without any induction, even this suction force has a feeling that it can't be its own, mercilessly absorbing Fang Yi's skills.

In an instant, Fang Yi felt that all his strength had been drained by the big axe, and the Open Heaven Axe finally lit up with a faint layer of blue-gray light again.

If you can't recognize the master's magic weapon, you can't exert the powerful power of the magic weapon, but you can inject power to use it for a short time, seeing that the Open Heaven Axe can also be used, Fang Yi's divine sense, who was slightly surprised, contacted the Hongmeng Qi space. The surging Hongmeng Qi continued to transform the power of the True Yuan into the Open Heaven Axe, and finally made the stone axe buzz and tremble.

"Open!"

Tired and panting, Fang Yi used the last remaining strength to hold the Open Heaven Axe tightly. Swinging it out with all his might, a huge axe burst out, turning into a blue-gray axe several zhang long and half a foot wide, and blasted head-on towards the Song Wu Soul who was one with the human sword.

This blow consumed almost ninety percent of Fang Yi's power until the axe flew out. He could no longer lift the axe, and he pestled it upside down on the clouds, gasping for air.

The natal sword of the axe and the Song martial soul was like two huge suns in the wild ancient forest, and the terrifying waves of qi surged out with the two magic weapons. A large area of the Ancient Forest Spirit Tree turned into a bright silver powder.

Song Wusoul's natal long sword was blocked, and its force was greatly reduced, and in the same way, the axe was gradually dissipated by the sharp blade, but the collision of the two magic weapons was inevitable, and it finally collided three hundred meters in front of Fang Yi......

"Boom!"

A huge roar rang out, and the axe suddenly disappeared into Fang Yi's eyes, turning into layers of qi waves that almost turned into substance, frantically crashing into Song Wusoul's long sword.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several fierce crashing sounds came in a row, and Fang Yi watched as the miniature of Song Martial Soul flew out of the hilt of the long sword with a "whoosh", and the Song Martial Soul who had reverted back to his body opened his teeth and claws, embarrassed, obviously not that he voluntarily separated from the natal long sword.

Song Wusoul, who flew behind the long sword, had a hideous face, looking at Fang Yi's eyes that were almost about to erupt with fire, he gritted his teeth and pinched his fingers with one hand, and pushed his palms to produce a huge force to forcibly stop the long sword that was almost scattered by the qi wave generated by the axe.

The two terrifying forces were entangled in the space, at this moment, the strength of the power wave blasted out by the Open Heaven Axe was still not gone, and the power was as strong as before, but Song Wusoul did not dare to let go easily, otherwise the wave of qi would not only blast his long sword back, but also make him seriously injured.

He could only grit his teeth and hold on, desperately consuming the strength of Qi Lang.

Seeing that the waves of substance were gradually weakening, Fang Yi wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and became happy.

If you don't run now?

"Song Wusoul, we will meet later. Beckoning to Song Wusoul, Fang Yi took the dark clouds and swept into the distance without looking back.

"Bastard, Fang Yi, Benjun will definitely catch you and break you into thousands of pieces~"

Seeing Fang Yi fleeing, Song Wusoul had no way at all, Fang Yi's figure slowly disappeared from his field of vision, and the hated Song Wusoul danced wildly with his long hair.

Escape!

Fang Yi took out the pills he had prepared when he came and stuffed them into his mouth for nearly ten pills, chewing them while fleeing into the distance without stopping. In order to prevent Song Wusoul from following in his footsteps, Fang Yi even used the stealth function of the Yao Sun Divine Sword Breath.

Sadly, the powerful stealth function of the Yao Sun Divine Sword didn't seem to be easy to use in this space, and Fang Yi's figure behind only a few sticks of incense appeared again. In this way, Fang Yi tried even harder to escape, not caring what it was.

Bumped left and right, and unconsciously ran for nearly a day.

Feeling that the threat behind him was gone, Fang Yi stopped. But at this moment, a huge grimace suddenly appeared in front of him, the distorted facial features of the white mist all changed positions, and gusts of fishy wind erupted from the mouth of the grimace, full of unpleasant stench, and Fang Yi, who was smoked, almost fainted.

"Who is it?" Fang Yi exclaimed, and his body retreated a few hundred meters away in the direction of the right rear.

Calming down, Fang Yi probed with his divine thoughts: "Damn, Saint Realm Ancient Spirit." ”

That grimace showed a powerful Saint Realm cultivation, although it was much worse than Huo Chi, it still made Fang Yi feel like he was on the verge of despair. Fang Yi couldn't help but feel that he was very unlucky, he had just escaped from the palm of Song Wusoul's hand, and met another Saint Realm Gu Ling.

The Holy Realm Ancient Spirit, if it devours its own physical body and refines it, it can condense its physical body like seizing the base, and then it will become someone else's skin.

Unexpectedly, the ghost sword was also stunned when he saw Fang Yi, his distorted facial features seemed to be unrecognizable as if he had been punched by someone, and his big eyes stopped Fang Yi.

The two looked at each other for a while, Fang Yi gritted his teeth and picked up the Sky Opening Axe, waved it at the grimace, and roared: "Get out of the way for me, don't get in the way." ”

Miraculously, there were two voices, not only Fang Yi, but the grimace and Fang Yi shouted the same words, and the two of them finished shouting with a heart, and they were stunned again.

"What's the situation?" Fang Yi scratched his head in confusion.

The grimace glared at Fang Yi in amazement, and flew away close to his body, looking at Fang Yi with great doubts.

And at this time, behind the direction in which the grimace appeared, an elegant figure like a ghost galloped over, holding a sword condensed by Yuan Li in his hand, the sword looked like the Sun Divine Sword, and the figure was far away from the saint Gu Ling is sword stabbing out. And at this time, behind the direction in which the grimace appeared, an elegant figure like a ghost galloped over, holding a sword condensed by Yuan Li in his hand, the sword looked like the Sun Divine Sword, and the figure was far away from the saint Gu Ling is sword stabbing out

Grimace was blocked by Fang Yi and delayed for a while, not as fast as the sword light, feeling the sword wind that broke through the sky to hit behind him, Grimace turned around and spit out a large cloud of gray mist.

"King of the Bright Sun, Lao Tzu fought with you. ”

"What's going on?"

Fang Yi's whole person was stunned, and he hurriedly left far away, in his field of vision, the Bright Sun Heavenly King shook out a giant python-like sword light and strangled with the gray mist, and the violent roar rang out endlessly, and Fang Yi retreated frequently.

I saw that in the gray mist, the beard and a long sword made it like a god, and sometimes he would take out a huge green flag and shake it in the sky a few times, the gray mist was constantly dispersed, and the facial features of the grimace were even more distorted, as if struggling, and the scolding continued.

"Old and immortal, why don't you let me go?"

Obviously, the old immortal is the king of the sun.

The Bright Sun Heavenly Dynasty glanced at Fang Yi's side, and ignored it, the sword shadows stabbed out layer after layer during the turn of his gaze, and shouted while attacking: "Why should I let you go, you are an evil spirit, you dare to blend into the spirit gathering space of this seat, and make a mess of the spirit gathering space of this seat, if this seat doesn't find you, you still die obediently." Haha......"

The Radiant Sun King laughed loudly, the long sword swung out like a silver snake, and a sharp aura emanated from the Heaven and Earth Heavenly King, enveloping the space of nearly a hundred miles. (To be continued.) )