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After a sword, Fang Yang's figure did not stop, rushing up one after another, he revealed his body as a law appearance, the sword in his hand was stronger, and for a while, his wrist trembled, and the Nine Palace Sword emitted infinite streamers.

Thousands of sword qi were permeated, as if they had condensed into a huge sword formation on this huge plain.

Between the sword arrays, everything can be a sword, and the sword qi gushes out, irresistible. Under Fang Yang's sword, he saw the endless streamers flickering, and they ran through Long Yuandi's body in all directions.

Long Yuan roared angrily, and the dragon power in his body was also urged to the extreme. He is now a half-dragon body, almost a real dragon body, and his strength is strong, but it is not comparable to the dragon form of those dragon monarchs.

Therefore, under Fang Yang's sword qi, he also stood up and resisted, without any intention of retreating, and under the penetration of the sword rays, there was no wound left on him.

Long Yuan's body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden armor that could not be seen, and whenever the sword qi swept through, he was resisted by the armor and failed to hurt half of it.

Fang Yang's brows furrowed, and the slashing of the Nine Palace Sword in his hand did not stop, but the remaining left hand trembled, and an unpretentious light flowed out, forming a stone sword in his hand.

Four Laws!

As soon as the stone sword came out, a peaceful light surrounded it. As Fang Yang's sword qi was once again resisted, his left hand, which was holding the Four Laws Qingyun, tightened and slashed out.

Click!

A black sword light instantly tore through the void in front of him, and the boundless black sword aura was permeated, surrounding Long Yuan's body in all directions, Long Yuan didn't know if he didn't see this black light circulating, or if he didn't care at all, and didn't see him have any dodge posture.

It's just that the staff in his hand is lifted again, and the dragon shape on it is faintly vivid, and a dragon roar roars and shocks.

Airplanes!

The golden ripples echoed like a stone left on a steady pool.

The sword qi that had been accumulated for a long time in the four magic Qingyun poured out one by one, but when it hit Long Yuan's body, it failed to leave the slightest damage.

I saw that the black sword qi was scattered and scattered, and he couldn't even get close to Long Yuan's position one step forward. It just disappeared in a bland way.

The blue light on the four magic green clouds gradually restrained, and then slowly dissipated, turning into the appearance of an ordinary stone sword, at least in this battle, this sword blade has no effect.

Fang Yang's heart sank slightly.

Although he had known that Long Yuan was powerful, he had never thought that Long Yuan would be so profound.

To his current position, he has made many tricks. Whether it was the power of the Law Phase, the Nine Turns Sword Star, or even the Four Laws Qingyun used at this time, it was all Fang Yang's extremely strong means. He thought that he would always be able to probe the bottom of Long Yuan with all his might.

But now he realized that he was wrong, and he was wrong.

If Long Yuan revealed his bottom line of strength so easily, then he would not be Long Yuan.

"Looks like you've run out of tricks. Long Yuan's face was simple, and his voice echoed desolately, "Then then, it's time for me to make a move, and your life will end here." ”

As soon as he raised his hand, the staff in his hand pointed at Fang Yang from afar.

A flash of golden light vanished.

Sou!

The beam of light condensed by the golden light flew out suddenly, so fast that Fang Yang couldn't even predict his trajectory at all, and when he saw the golden light flashing, it was already too late for him to dodge, the Yin and Yang Xuan Qi in his body had not yet covered his body, and his body was suddenly soft.

Fang Yang's body trembled, and he suddenly retreated from the state of the Law Phase.

You must know that according to his strength at this time, Fang Yang is enough to maintain the Xuan Qi consumed by the Law Phase. But this withdrawal was not his own choice, but a manifestation of deep trauma and lack of physical strength.

I looked down at ......

I saw that at the position of Fang Yang's chest, a beam of golden light penetrated through the hole left behind extremely obviously.

Blood gurgled and flowed out, and in an instant, it was sprinkled all over Fang Yang's chest, and it was full of red.

Fang Yang froze, his face pale. It wasn't because he was injured multiple times, it was just because he hadn't been able to see how Long Yuan had made a move at all. And the power of this move is really beyond his reach.

"Immortals, is this the power of immortals?" Fang Yang muttered to himself.

He made so many moves, but none of them broke through the defenses on Long Yuan's body, and none of them hit Long Yuan. But Long Yuan just made a move, and his law appearance was dispersed......

Fang Yang's injuries were not serious. Reaching the realm of half-immortals, it is almost an immortal body, and unless it is a complete annihilation of the physical body and divine soul, it can be continuously reborn. In such a state, even if the head is cut off, it is not a big deal.

couldn't see Long Yuan's strength clearly, which really made him feel disheartened.

"Mole ant, this is your strength! Weak power, you still dare to fight with me, I don't know whether to live or die! I have never missed what I wanted, I feel the power of the Thunder Qilin Essence in your body, just right, save me a lot of effort, I will take back the power of the Thunder Qilin Essence that belongs to me." Next, it's your time to die!" Long Yuan's voice was clear, with a thick sense of disdain.

In his eyes, Fang Yang's strength at this time was nothing at all.

He has the power of a true dragon, and is the embodiment of a true dragon. Even if he didn't succeed in his complete transformation at this time, he already had the qualifications of an immortal!

In comparison, Fang Yang in the Half-Immortal Realm, even if the power of the Immortal Spirit is strong, once it can't be used properly, it is all false.

Thinking of this, the staff in Long Yuan's hand was aimed at this side, and the beam of light flew away.

Whoosh.

Beams of light flew by, shining in the air.

Fang Yang barely bred himself together and dealt with Long Yuan's attack. But the staff's degree was too fast, and for Fang Yang, he could only barely dodge the penetration of the beam by constantly maintaining a forward rush and galloping. But Rao is like this, if he is not careful, he will still be passed through by the streamer, and the blood will be dripping.

Under this beam, Fang Yang didn't have any capital to resist at all, and could only passively be attacked by the beam.

In a moment, Fang Yang's face was already white and embarrassed.

It can't go on like this!

With such a grappling, there was no chance for him at all.

He struck frequently, but his sword was circulating, but he couldn't hurt Long Yuan in the slightest.

This is the power of immortals.

Reaching the realm of immortals, the power of the immortals originally contained in the flesh and blood of oneself has been able to be completely used by oneself, forming a protective body of the power of the immortals, which is listed horizontally in front, so that it will not suffer any damage.

Although Fang Yang's sword qi was powerful, because it was driven out by Xuan Qi, it was completely inferior to the power of the immortal spirit, so if he slashed at it, it was impossible to break through the protective wall of the immortal power.

A solution that had to be found......

But how could this immortal power be so easy to break.

Fang Yang gritted his teeth, his heart changed, and he was also thinking about countermeasures.

Suddenly, a fine light crossed his mind.

Faerie power......

Immortal Sword Technique......

He suddenly remembered the sword technique he had cultivated. The road was bumpy, and after going through so far, Fang Yang's sword moves that he had practiced between sword techniques had been of great help to him. As early as before, his sword moves had already fallen into a bottleneck, so much so that Fang Yang had somewhat ignored the progress of his sword technique's cultivation.

Until this time!

"Since what I am cultivating is the Sword Technique of Cutting Immortals, then for this real immortal ......"

His mind floated and he hesitated for a while, but in the end, he didn't dwell too much on it, no matter what, this was his last chance now.

Fang Yang no longer drew his sword, and his galloping figure still didn't stop. His eyes closed slightly, the beam of light was still flying, Fang Yang's dodge was no longer so fast, from time to time he could see the beam penetrating, blood splattering.

Long Yuan looked at Fang Yang's appearance, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, completely thinking that he was already giving up on himself.

"Since you're out of the fight, die here!"

Speaking lightly, the staff in Long Yuan's hand was raised high, and above the staff, the golden light surged, and the beam of light condensed and gathered quickly, and the subtle beam of light that he saw after a while had turned into a bucket and was still expanding.

Judging from the power of the previous beam, once this thick beam of light flew down, it would be an absolutely devastating blow that greeted Fang Yang.

Under such an attack, even the power of the fairy spirit has no chance of recovery!

"Die!"

Long Yuan roared angrily, and the staff in his hand was waved down.

Boom.

The thunder pillar of light was brilliant and majestic, turning into a huge golden dragon shadow, suppressing towards Fang Yang's body, this beam of light was pervasive, and it had completely blocked Fang Yang's retreat.

However, Fang Yang's mind was filled with thousands of sword shadows at this time, holding the sword all the way, the things he had experienced, and the scenes of the sword swinging were displayed one by one, and finally compressed into the depths of Fang Yang's mind like a sea of rivers.

At this moment, his confined eyes widened, and the Nine Palace Sword in his hand was raised, and the sword was slashed.

A plain sword, without any fancy or any strength, this sword is the essence of Fang Yang's self-body comprehension of sword moves, the essence of the way of the sword.

Everything that had been bound to his sword blade in the past seemed to have disappeared with the slashing of this sword.

A sword out, immortals and demons!

Airplanes!

The plain sword shadow flashed, and the majestic golden pillar shrouded in front of him was shattered, and a touch of strength went upstream, rushing directly in front of Long Yuan.

Long Yuan's calm face changed drastically, and the flesh and blood of his whole body had already had some collapse posture under the traction of this sword.

"How could it be, I don't want to die!!"

He desperately wanted to resist, condensing his immortal power, but in the face of Fang Yang's bland sword, he just couldn't do anything, the sword light flashed, and the golden light that had previously permeated his whole body suddenly dissipated.

This small sword ray, but it contains great suction.

When the blade slashed Long Yuan's body, the suction surged, and it also dissipated in an instant.

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Fang Yang muttered to himself, this sword was cut out, he only felt that his heart was comfortable, and there was a throbbing feeling in his heart, and he couldn't help but look up at the sky.

This is a sword, and the world is clear.

But at this time, there are hidden colorful clouds floating in mid-air, and the light is circulating, awakening and dazzling. From between the colorful clouds, pieces of colored light fell, ethereal, like falling snowflakes, flying down and spilling onto Fang Yang's whole body.

A faint suction force spread throughout his body, and Fang Yang looked up at the sky blankly.

I saw that in the center of the colorful clouds, a huge door faintly appeared, and the door leaf was majestic and majestic.

"Become an immortal?"

His figure curled and slowly faded......