At this time, Ao Ling was under the combined attack of four people. Previously, there were only two martial artists from the Wuji Mountain Sect in the Early Yang Realm, and she didn't feel anything yet, and with her own strength, she was enough to deal with it easily. But at this time, two more Divine Sword Sect First Yang Realm martial artists came in, and she felt the pressure.

Shenxiao Sword Sect and Wuji Mountain Sect are both combat power under the command of Long Wushuang, and when Long Wushuang made a few shots, there were people from the two major sects involved, and it can be said that both parties also had a tacit understanding.

The disciples of the Wuji Mountain Sect are physically strong, and they have the assistance of the Wuji War God Armor, and their defensive power is amazing, under the sideways resistance of the two of them, although Ao Ling's attack is not bad, it is difficult to cause any obvious damage to the two of them, as for those attacks that are aimed directly at the Shenxiao Sword Sect, they have also been blocked. And the sword moves of the two of the Shenxiao Sword Sect were sharp, and every time they came through, they brought a lot of trouble to Ao Ling. The two sides cooperated so much, and Ao Ling was bored for a while.

He had a strong cultivation, but he couldn't do it, and all his attacks were blocked by these two walls. And if you do your best to attack the two disciples of the Wuji Mountain Sect, with the defense of these two people...... She was really able to take it down for a while.

The anger in Ao Ling's heart was rising, she was originally unwilling to admit defeat, and when she encountered such a difficult opponent, it aroused her competitive spirit.

Therefore, for Fang Yang's shouting, he directly chose to ignore it......

How could such a powerful person as Miss Ben die here!

Fang Yang looked at Ao Ling's deaf posture over there, and he was so angry that he really wanted to slap her. Without waiting for Fang Yang to say anything more, Li Bei's sword came again.

"It turned out that the dragon fairy sealed the Xuan Qi in your body! Hahaha, I thought the dragon fairy was here to help you, but now it seems that it is harming you! Okay, it's really good! So many people want you to die, how can you not die Fang Yang?" Li Bei smiled proudly, and his sword was awe-inspiring.

Even if he knew that Fang Yang couldn't use his Xuan Qi, Li Bei didn't mean to keep his hand, Xingchen Sword Dao was skillfully used, and one after another the sword light ran through, and Fang Yang was going to be killed here immediately!

Under Li Bei's continuous sword light, Fang Yang was overstretched for a while, and the mysterious divine fire on his body surface was also rapidly decreasing. After all, the Mystic Divine Fire is only a derivative of the power of the soul, and it is good to use it to hurt the enemy, but the protection is slightly insufficient. Fang Yang is also getting more and more urgent, and he has good means, but he can only be beaten up. He repeatedly looked at Ao Ling's side, only to see that Ao Ling was also at a loss under the siege of the four, although she would not be defeated in a short time, but if she wanted to win...... But it's also impossible.

"Ao Ling, what are you doing!" Fang Yang roared.

Ao Ling turned a deaf ear.

Fang Yang gritted his teeth, at this time, it was another sword light piercing his body, Fang Yang gathered the divine fire on the surface of his body to resist, only to feel a strong attack, the divine fire in front of him was finally overwhelmed, and it broke open under Li Bei's successive sword rays, and it collided strongly, Fang Yang's figure trembled, and he was directly knocked out.

He sped backwards and slid a long distance before stopping, his chest pierced by the sword, and blood was dripping from it. This was also the reason why Fang Yang's physique was extremely strong, otherwise without Xuan Qi to protect his body, the sword of the Primal Yang Realm martial artist would have directly penetrated his chest and abdomen, shattering his internal organs and dying.

Rao is like this, Fang Yang was also not lightly injured, his eyebrows tingled, he knew that this was the reason for the excessive use of soul power, it seemed that the continuous urging was too burdensome.

Li Bei saw that Fang Yang was bleeding, and his face was even more happy.

He has been holding back his anger for a long time, he is a kid who cultivates lower than himself, and he should be easily killed. But except for the beginning of the fight, when Li Bei fought Fang Yang again, not only did he not have the upper hand, but he was injured a lot, especially when Fang Yang broke the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation of the seven of them with his own strength before, which made him even more frightened, and the invincible impression that had been imperceptibly planted in Li Bei's heart, and at this time, Fang Yang was finally traumatized in his own hands, which also made him feel a trace of excitement.

"Fang Yang boy!

Li Beida was not a little lazy under the joy, and the sword qi on the silver sword in his hand swirled, slashing towards Fang Yang again.

To take advantage of his advantage, hurry up and kill this kid! After fighting with Fang Yang for so long, Li Bei also knew that Fang Yang was difficult, once he hadn't killed this son and given him a chance to turn over, then I don't know when this next opportunity would be.

The sword light flickered, sharp and pressing.

Fang Yang gritted his teeth and forced out a trace of soul power on the soul origin again, only to see the soul power spread, swishing and floating in front of Fang Yang, this time he used not the method of containing the fire divine soul, but a blue flame!

Chill Fire!

As soon as the cold fire came out, the temperature around him dropped greatly, and a layer of cold ice quickly froze on the ground under his feet, and the blue cold fire flew towards Li Bei's face.

Li Bei's eyes sank: "Is it a cold fire? You kid has some good things in his hands!!! However, with your remaining soul power, it is not enough to bring out the full power of this flame!"

He roared angrily, and the sword light in his hand floated.

Shake the light!

With a snort, the blade in Li Bei's hand slashed directly on the cold fire, and there was a bang, and the cold fire exploded, and this thing had exploded like an ice bomb, and the cold qi that erupted was extremely vigorous, and it instantly swept the entire valley and was cold.

With this cold fire exploding slightly obstructing Li Bei's movements, Fang Yang retreated one after another, quickly approaching the huge plane tree, standing with his back against the tree.

"Hmph, if you run out of means, you will die, now it depends on where you run!" Li Bei said angrily.

Tai Wuji also had a murderous face, and sneered: "Fang Yang, how could you have thought that there would be today, no matter what happens today, you won't be able to run away today! I can see the scene of your death with my own eyes, it is not worth the trip!"

Several other martial artists from the Divine Sky Sword Sect Void Netherworld also looked at Fang Yang's body with a sneer.

No matter how you look at it, Fang Yang is inevitably dead.

Fang Yang's gaze was calm: "Really, do you really think so?"

"Hahaha, Fang Yang, do you still want to do the battle of the trapped beasts? Do you expect Ao Ling over there to come to save you? Don't dream, my Shenxiao Sword Sect is paired with the four masters of the Wuji Mountain Sect of the Early Yang Realm, don't say that it is an Ao Ling with empty cultivation and mediocre combat experience, even if some of the experienced people who come here don't want to get rid of it, you will die!"

"I didn't say I was counting on that crazy woman. Fang Yang said indifferently.

"Hmph, don't expect Ao Ling, who else can you count on, do you expect a god from heaven to help you?" Perhaps because he felt that Fang Yang was cornered, Li Bei had more words.

Fang Yang's eyebrows furrowed, as if he felt something, and a smile appeared on his face: "The gods descended from the sky, maybe it ......"

"Li Bei, don't talk nonsense with him! It seems that this kid has a problem with his brain, and he has started to talk nonsense!" Tai Wuji sneered, "Kill this kid quickly!

Li Bei snorted, but he didn't want to say more, and shouted angrily: "Fang Yang, die." ”

A sharp sword condensed on the silver sword in his hand, stood up in the sky, and slashed towards Fang Yang's body, this kid who didn't have a Xuan Qi body protector must be difficult to block this sword, and the next moment he would see Fang Yang's body in a different place!

Fang Yang didn't dodge, but looked up at the sky, his gaze was distant and peaceful: "It's almost ......"

Sou!

Jian Gang slashed through the sky and slashed towards Fang Yang's body.

When he saw that the sword was about to be added, the temperature around him suddenly increased, and a sharp chirp came from the top of everyone's heads.

The birdsong was sharp, resounding through the heavens and the earth, echoing in the clouds very clearly, and when everyone in the valley heard this hiss, their bodies trembled, and then their expressions changed greatly, and endless flames gushed down from the top in an instant.

The sword gang in Li Bei's hand had just slipped from mid-air, and first came into contact with this scorching flame qi, and the sword gang on the sword blade immediately trembled, then melted quickly, and was never able to cut it down.

"What's ......" Li Bei was stunned for a moment, his face changed greatly, "Damn!!It's that colorful true luan flying back!!"

I saw that among the towering plane trees, a huge firebird covered in colorful flames swooped down from a high place with a hissing voice, and before it could reach its shape, the flames immediately ignited between the entire valley where the fire passed. Some of the warriors of the valley who were just about to go down were still leaning against the mountain wall, but they were instantly swallowed by a roll of flames, and they didn't even let out a scream......

"Why, how could the Colorful True Luan come back so quickly!No, doesn't it spend an hour at the top of the plane tree every day, never more, no less, but now it's only been less than a quarter of an hour!" Tai Wuji's face turned pale and he exclaimed.

This Colorful True Luan is a big demon in the middle of the Early Yang Realm, and it contains the bloodline of the ancient True Phoenix in its body, which can control all kinds of flames in the world.

Due to the appearance of the colorful true luan, Ao Ling and the others over there also stopped the fierce fight and withdrew one after another.

Over there, the primordial Yang Realm martial artists of the Shenxiao Sword Sect and the Wuji Mountain Sect gathered together, watching the colorful true luans rush down, countless flames along the way, and their faces turned white.

"No, we can't stop it, we have to get out of here quickly!"

"How do you leave? The way up is blocked, and the moving charm can't be used in the mansion due to the boundary breaking cone!"

Li Beihuan's eyes swept around, and suddenly thought of something: "I know! It's your ghost again!" He looked at Fang Yang angrily, his eyes cracking.

Fang Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Heavenly Divine General, you know now, right?"

"What's the matter? Why is it the ghost he did, this Fang Yang can still control this colorful true luan?" Tai Wuji asked repeatedly.

Li Bei couldn't speak: "Dodge first!

Everyone looked up, and sure enough, they saw that the Colorful True Luan was only a hundred meters away from them, and the scorching fire was coming, and the flesh and blood on the surface of several people who had cultivated to a lower level began to scorch rapidly, and they howled miserably. Several people hurriedly ran their Xuan Qi, their bodies moved, and they leaned towards the plane tree over there. This sycamore tree is the place where the fire phoenix settled in ancient times, and it has the effect of absorbing fire, and it is obviously the safest to be close to the sycamore tree!

Ao Ling didn't know when she also returned to Fang Yang's side, although she was unwilling, she also knew that she was not the opponent of the four of them, and she was very annoyed.

"What's going on?" Ao Ling frowned and asked Fang Yang, the return of this colorful true luan is related to Fang Yang?

When Fang Yang saw her, he was furious: "Damn, are you trying to kill Lao Tzu?? didn't hear me shout!"

If Ao Ling had unleashed the Xuan Qi in time, Fang Yang would not have fallen to this point.

Ao Ling's eyes dodged, and he also knew that his previous anger had lost his proportion, and muttered in a low voice: "Aren't you not dead......

Fang Yang gritted his teeth: "Now hurry up and unlock the seal for me!" ”

"Why ......," Ao Ling hesitated.

"Didn't you see the colorful Zhenluan rushing down?Hurry up and stop talking nonsense, you fucking want to die and still have to save your friends!" Fang Yang couldn't care about anything anymore, and scolded directly.

Ao Ling's cheeks were red and angry when he scolded him, but when he thought of the situation at this time and his previous actions, he could only snort fiercely, played a few tricks, and loosened the water lock Xuanhuan between the inner mansions of Song Fangyang, Fang Yang only felt that the inner mansion was light, and the familiar Xuan Qi immediately flowed out, his eyes flashed, just at this time, the huge body of the colorful true luan had fallen straight down, Fang Yang's pure Yang Xuan Qi was surging all around his body, and he grabbed Ao Ling, didn't care about what to say, and crashed into the plane tree behind him.

When rubbing against the plane tree, Fang Yang's wood escape technique moved, and the figures of the two disappeared with a whizz......

At this moment, an infinite sea of fire instantly filled the entire valley. R1058