Yu Dawei's magic weapon is called the Heaven and Earth Divine Disk, which can be big or small, offensive and defensive, it is this thing that easily covers the Tianjing Spirit Fox, and in the face of the attack of Luo Chen's four people, he smiled contemptuously and easily dealt with it.

The battle between the two sides was extremely fierce and the momentum was amazing, and the waterfall mountain shook violently from time to time, as if it was about to collapse at any time, but Fang Ling's side did not move at all.

Although Fang Ling's cultivation was the lowest, the five people in the group were all looking at him, Fang Ling didn't move, and Xiao Xue and the four naturally didn't mean to make a move, just quietly looked at Xiang Zhiyong.

Xiang Zhiyong had a relaxed attitude, but when he saw that the other two sides were fighting, he also had some belligerent meaning, and he had five fingers in his right hand, and the long sword he was carrying behind his shoulder automatically flew up and fell into his hand. The long sword is a spiritual weapon, shaped like a willow leaf, slender and pure white, just like Xiang Zhiyong himself, spotless, even his hands are washed snow-white.

Xiang Zhiyong held the willow leaf sword in his hand, and said contemptuously to the five people: "The old man's magic weapon is called 'All Empty Sword', the sword is out, everything is empty, only this sword is left, it is your blessing to the old man, let's shoot together!"

Of course, Fang Ling didn't mean to be a hero, he said in a deep voice: "Brother Huo, sister, you are the main attacker, Xue'er, you are assisting above, Shadow, you are waiting for the opportunity to attack." ”

The four of them nodded at the same time, and before Xiang Zhiyong could make a move, Huo Junyuan and Chu Yao shouted at the same time: "A hundred tigers swallow whales!"

Ten percent of the cultivators turned into a hundred-headed tiger phantom, and rushed towards Xiang Zhiyong, at the same time, Xiao Xue flew up, and the person was in the air, shouting: "Flying crane soaring!"

But seeing thousands of flying cranes erupting from Xiao Xue's flying sword, they rushed up and down towards Xiang Zhiyong like moths to a fire.

Huo Junyuan is a ghost cultivator, although he has just entered the early stage of the foundation building period, he is enough to compete with the mid-stage masters, and with the help of Chu Yao and Xiao Xue, his strength is naturally stronger.

However, in the face of the attack of the strongest spells of the three people, Xiang Zhiyong, who was a mid-stage cultivator, was not afraid at all, but smiled contemptuously, raised his sword lightly, and waved it casually: "Everything is empty!"

As soon as the four words came out, the White Tiger Flying Crane, which had already rushed in front of him, disappeared without a trace as if it had vaporized all of a sudden.

Xiao Xue and the three of them were taken aback, no one expected Xiang Zhiyong's magic weapon to be so weird, Song Ying'er had already circled behind him at this time, her hands were raised forward, and thousands of mangs appeared in shape, shooting towards Xiang Zhiyong like locusts.

Xiang Zhiyong smiled lightly, held the sword in his backhand, lost it behind his back, didn't even turn his head, and said in a low voice: "Everything is empty." As soon as the four words came out, thousands of needles also turned invisible when they approached him three feet away, as if they had been swallowed by an invisible mouth.

Fang Ling's brows sank, the three of them were born in the Great Gate Sect, and their own strength was among the masters of the same level, not to mention that they practiced various methods and body methods, and their actions were unpredictable, and the most tricky thing was the magic weapons of the three people, if they didn't understand how to crack the method of Xiang Zhiyong's magic weapons, the five people would be defeated!

Xiang Zhiyong's magic weapon seemed to be able to turn the strength of everyone's attack into invisible, and it was so weird that it was unpredictable, but Fang Ling believed that it was impossible for any kind of magic weapon to be free of loopholes, and he motioned to Huo Junyuan and the others, Huo Junyuan and Chu Yao repeated their old skills, and used a hundred tigers to devour whales to attack Xiang Zhiyong.

"Oh, if you don't give up, then let you taste it, the old man's more powerful trick - the sun hangs in the air!" Xiang Zhiyong shouted, and the empty sword was raised towards the sky, and suddenly a huge ball of light condensed from the tip of the sword, from which thousands of rays of light were spewed, and they flew towards everyone like sharp arrows.