"In just a few days, you have been promoted from the peak of real people to the peak of great power, I hope you are not forcibly improving your strength, otherwise, you will not be able to reach a higher level, it is not only your personal loss, but the loss of the entire immortal world!"

Duan Yue Da Neng raised his eyebrows and raised his voice.

Fang Rui laughed: "I am tired of breaking Yue's great ability to remember, the kid's cultivation has always been gradual, and he will never rush forward, but he had an induction three days ago, and he successfully killed the three corpses, and he has the current cultivation!"

Duan Yue Da Neng nodded, he just said this to remind Fang Rui, since Fang Rui was so confident, he wouldn't say anything more - after all, he wasn't Fang Rui's master either!

When it reached the realm of great power, there was nothing else strange about it, but the Qingyun above his head already had the prototype of the small thousand world at this moment, not only the area was greatly expanded, but also had the effect of attacking the enemy's body, which was very magical.

The Qingyun above the head of the great power of Broken Yue was like a piece of yellow sand, covering the sky.

At the moment, the great power of Broken Yue was not polite, the masters of the Sword Sect would never be polite when they were fighting-he stood a step forward, and the Qingyun above his head suddenly shone brightly, and a mighty yellow light emerged from the Qingyun above the head of the powerful Broken Yue, and pounced on Fang Rui like a desert.

The Qingyun above Fang Rui's head also shone with a color that words couldn't express—it was the color of chaos.

This chaotic color, like a starry sky, emanated from Fang Rui's Qingyun, and collided with the power emanating from the powerful Qingyun of Broken Yue.

This is the temptation of the mighty battle.

How much power can be released in Qingyun means how strong the combat power of this immortal is in the realm of great power, of course, the specific battle also depends on the moves, spells and fighting desires of both sides, but the power shown in Qingyun can also explain the problem on a certain Cheng dù.

In the eyes of others, although Fang Rui was amazing, after all, he had only become the peak of great power three days ago, even if he had enough accumulation, he should not be as good as the old powerful immortal Broken Yue, but the two sides were thousands of miles apart, and the place where they met was exactly five hundred miles, after the two forces collided, it was the power that Fang Rui Qingyun exuded that took the advantage!

The yellow light and the color of chaos collided in the air, and after a while, the yellow light began to be gradually compressed, retreating little by little!

The disciples of the Broken Yue Sect were all taken aback, although the Broken Yue Sect was the weakest of the giant immortal sects to which the Sword Sect belonged, but after all, it was a giant immortal sect, and the strength of the Broken Yue Great Power was also extremely strong, but they didn't expect that they would be taken advantage of by a young man who had just become a great power!

When the chaotic light suppressed the yellow light to six hundred miles, it slowly retracted it, and Fang Rui arched his hand: "Senior is polite. ”

Duan Yue Daneng's originally calm eyes revealed a fanatical light.

This is the characteristic of the disciples of the Sword Sect - when they encounter a strong enemy, their first reaction is excitement!

"Good! good!"

Duan Yue looked up to the sky and laughed three times: "Sure enough, it is terrifying!"

Although the contest of Qingyun's strength was only a ceremony at the beginning, and it could not really explain the victory or defeat, but the great power of Jieyue was quite magnificent, and it was natural to admit that Fang Rui's strength was above him.

"Then let me see how powerful you are!"

Duan Yue drew his sword.

Unlike the thin long swords of other Sword Sect disciples, the sword of Duan Yue's great power was a thick sword.

And he himself is also a disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect, and he is impatient to release the sword to hurt people.

With a long sword in hand, the land in front of me is my territory.

This is the characteristic of the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect.

Duan Yue was born tall and majestic, extremely courageous, at this moment he strode over, although he was only one person, but naturally had the momentum of thousands of troops and horses.

Fang Rui also stepped forward spontaneously, the two of them didn't seem to be moving fast, but they crossed the distance between each other in a very short time.

"Take me a sword!"

Duan Yue burst into tears, and the thick sword in his hand slashed down.

Although it was just a simple sword, it was like ten thousand mountains pressing down together, which was suffocating.

Fang Rui's hands bloomed like flowers, and he instantly pinched out countless mysterious seals.

The true power of the five elements, the power of wind and thunder, and the power of yin and yang all appeared in Fang Rui's hands.

Nine different spells, entangled and distinct, caught up with this sword.

"Yellow sand is thousands of miles, broken!"

Duan Yue burst into tears, the thick sword in his hand shone brightly, and he slashed down with a sword!

The nine powerful spells released by Fang Rui were all scattered under this blow!

"Ten thousand laws are dazzling, it is better to have a sword in hand. "Broken Yue Da Neng disagreed.

This is the truth of the Sword Sect, they believe that as long as a sword is in hand, it is enough to make everything easier!

Let you have a thousand spells, ten thousand powers, majestic as the sky, as long as I have a sword in my hand, I will never be afraid of the other party!

When Duan Yue slashed through Fang Rui's ten thousand spells with one sword, Fang Rui's whole person floated up like a feather, which was the embodiment of the wind spell being born to the limit.

Fang Rui, who was floating up, raised his right hand, and the infinite thunder and fire hit down on the head according to the great power of Xuan Yue.

There was yin thunder, there was water thunder, there was fire thunder, there was the thunder of true yang, Fang Rui seemed to turn into the thunder god in the sky at that moment, and the infinite palm thunder wave after wave, forming a barrier of death, firmly encircling the power of Broken Yue in the middle.

Duan Yue's great power was not afraid at all, a thick sword in his hand flew up and down, and countless thunderbolts exploded around him, but they couldn't hurt him in the slightest!

After exhaling and raising his voice, Broken Yue's great power slashed out head-on, and forcibly cut a path from the thunder fire released by Fang Rui, the sword qi was undiminished, and the volley slashed towards Fang Rui who was in the air!

This sword aura was extremely powerful, faintly locking Fang Rui's figure, even if he flew to the ends of the earth, it would not dissipate until he finally hit Fang Rui!

Fang Rui's hands raised again.

A piece of Xuan Ice appeared out of thin air, and after the Xuan Ice was a thick layer of loess, and after the loess there was Xuan Bing, and a thick barrier was laid in front of him in an instant.

However, the ice chips were splashing everywhere, the earth foam was flying, and the heavy defense that Fang Rui had laid in an instant was also shattered inch by inch under this sword qi!

It had been breaking through the ten thousand defenses in a row, and this sword qi gradually dissipated in the air, and Fang Rui's body shook and fell to the ground.

Then he saw the great power of Broken Yue rushing from not far away.

The Sword Sect is not good at defense, but their attacks are wave after wave and will never stop.

Either the other person falls, or they themselves fall.

Looking at the great power of Jieyue, who was already very close to him, Fang Rui knew that he couldn't let the other party get close.

Under the confrontation of the same level, once the master of the Sword Sect gets close, it basically means the victory of the master of the Sword Sect!

Of course, he is a master of the Imperial Sword Sect.

For the masters of the Imperial Sword Sect, the one foot in front of them is their domain!

Fang Rui's right hand was brushed out like an orchid.

A mysterious symbol emerged from his hand.

That's the word "fixed".

"Words are written in the way!

The immortals of the Charm Sect who were watching the battle cried out in surprise.

This is the talisman of the Charm Sect, the highest realm.

Fu Tao into the word, a word of gold, words with the law!

The residence of the Spell Sect, the Sect Master of the Spell Sect with white beards and white eyebrows showed a hint of a smile.

Fang Rui had only been studying art by his side for a month, and now Fang Rui's strength in the Fu Dao was no longer under any of his true disciples!

"It's a pity that the strength is still a little weaker......" the sect master of the Charm Sect thought in his heart.

The power of the "Ding" character instantly wrapped around the whole body of Xuan Yue's great power.

The invincible and overwhelming impact momentum of Broken Yue's great power immediately stagnated.

Decide!

However, it was only for a short time, and the broad sword in the hand of the great power of Xuan Yue shone with a burst of yellow light.

"Broken!"

Duan Yue let out a snort.

Although his body is still fixed, his sword has begun to move.

The sword is his person, the sword moves, his body is bound, and it will no longer be a problem!

That sword, with a momentum as thick as a mountain, slashed down on the head!

The winner is decided!

This was the thought that crossed the minds of the vast majority of immortals watching this decisive battle.

All the laws are broken, the rune is useless, does Fang Rui have any other way?

Facing this sword, Fang Rui's eyes showed a resolute and unyielding look.

Even if this sword wants to cut open the sky, it can't cut my sky!

Even if this sword were to pierce the ground, it would not pierce my ground!

My own self is a small world, how can this sword be broken!

Fang Rui's cloth bulged all over his body, and a pair of arms that were not strong shone with great strength at this moment, and with a wave of his left hand, he waved it out violently!

This is his own original strength, and it is also the most reliable strength when fighting!

"Bell!"

A bang!

A powerful wave of power spread from the place where Fang Rui's left hand collided with the Broken Yue Great Power Thick Sword, and even though the disciples on both sides were hundreds of miles away, they were still shocked by this fluctuation and stood unsteadily!

However, Fang Rui still withstood this sword!

The sleeve of his left hand was shattered inch by inch, but his hand was still as strong as gold and stone, undamaged!

The next moment, he swung his right fist.

The origin power of Fang Rui's whole body was concentrated in this punch!

This punch was punched, and there were nine spells entangled, and the word "broken" faintly appeared on his fist.

Origin power, nine spells, rune power!

This punch has already concentrated all of Fang Rui's strength!

At that moment, what he had learned all his life had been completely integrated into this punch.

The Sword Sect has focused on swords all his life, and there is nothing else except swords.

Fang Rui is absorbing the strengths of the world, integrating into himself, and finally forming his own unique characteristics.

The power of the wind, the power of the thunder, the essence of the sun and the moon, the power of the five elements, the collection of runes, the power of the origin!

At this moment, it was all melted into Fang Rui's right fist!

Duan Yue's face changed.

His sword was still blocked by Fang Rui a foot away.

The foot in front of him was now without the protection of the sword.

Fang Rui's punch, he couldn't resist it.

So he withdrew.

Wholeheartedly, wholeheartedly, whole-body retreat.

But even when he retreated, he was back with his sword in front of him - never letting his sword stay behind him.

Fast as a shooting star.

Fang Rui's punch was not able to hit Broken Yue's body.

However, when Broken Yue Da Neng returned to his sect formation in an instant, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Golden blood.

Although this punch was not able to break Yue Da Neng, it had already seriously injured him.

The talisman jade plate of Duan Yue's great power rippled for a while, and the original bright brilliance quickly dimmed, drifting in the air, as if it was about to be completely shattered in the next moment.

But it was not broken, and the power of Broken Yue still retained that little bit of protective power.

The disciples of the Infinite Sect began to operate silently, since they failed to send the Great Power of Broken Yue out of the battlefield, then the next ......

All the immortals watching the battle were silent for a while.

Fang Rui won!

Before he broke through to the pinnacle of power, he defeated an old pinnacle of power!

This is enough to prove that his breakthrough is a matter of course!

Hell, how did he get to such a thick accumulation so quickly?