"Why don't you stay and fight me?"

Fang Xing ran for thousands of miles, and finally caught up, and he shouted towards Han Feng, who had fled the way.

He hadn't learned the art of Edgeworth, so even if he had the Sanyang One Qi Sword in his hand, he wouldn't be able to fly. This thousand feet of road, he ran directly.

This thousand-foot road did not tire him, but allowed him to gradually find the feeling of using his strength. At first, his posture was still stiff, but after he ran dozens of feet, the thunder method slowly operated, and his legs, waist, arms, and whole body were full of energy, which actually made him find a new sense of physical and mental fit.

As a result, along the way, Fang Xing stepped on the earth, rocks, grass and trees, galloped and jumped, and was so excited. The more he runs, the easier he gets, and the more he runs, the more comfortable he becomes.

At this moment, Fang Xing stepped into the void and stood tall at the end of the tree.

At this time, it was already early in the morning. The morning sun is swaying, shining, the wind is fluttering and blowing clothes, looking from afar, it is not like a mortal person, elegant like a fairy

The dignified sword aura surrounded his body, Sen Sen's sword intent was ready to go, Fang Xing smiled at the rat scurrying person in front of him, his whole body was full of momentum, and there was a lot of energy overflowing.

Han Feng didn't expect that it was not Fang Wu who caught up with the magic weapon, but Fang Xing, who he was about to kill. Han Feng could feel that three breaths had begun to outflank him on his left and right, and then looking at Fang Xing's indifferent appearance, he couldn't help but feel a burst of annoyance, and scolded in his heart: "You are a big-headed ghost, is it great to hold a magic weapon?" ”

After scolding, he turned around and ran. Facing Fang Xing, who already possessed the magic weapon, he didn't even have the slightest intention of resisting.

Fang Xing stood on top of the tree branch, with an inexplicable smile on his face, he didn't get angry when he saw Han Feng turn around and run, he just chuckled: "Where can you run?" ”

Then, with a fierce swing of his left hand, the Sanyang One Qi Sword turned into a purple sword and slashed away with a terrible sound of breaking wind.

The sword aura was fierce, emptying out, destroying everything in its path. In the broken branches and leaves, the flowers are flying, and the Korean wind is approaching.

"Ahh Seeing that Fang Xing's sword qi was fierce, Han Feng screamed, biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, at this moment of death, he forced out his true qi, transported it between his arms, and struck desperately at Fang Xing's sword.

With a 'ding' sound, Fang Xing's magic sword and Han Feng's arms collided together, and there was a piercing golden sound.

Fang Xing stretched out his hand to take it, and the Sanyang One Qi Sword that was flown back was a little surprised in his heart. With such a blow, Han Feng's arms were not cut off by him. Fang Xing frowned, squinted his eyes, and saw that Han Feng's upper clothes had been shattered into powder by his strength, and on his bare arms, there was actually a pair of wrist guards, which were glowing with a clear aura at the moment.

"Artifact?" Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said happily.

Fang Xing didn't know that Han Feng, as the top red fox in the fox group under his master's command, not only possessed advanced concealment techniques, but also had no shortage of magic weapons. This pair of Shanxuan bracers is the talisman magic weapon given to him by Han Feng's master, and it is also a third-order high-grade magic weapon that is forbidden by the dignified ninefold.

It's just that in order to hide in the Fang family without being discovered, Han Feng has never used his blood to refine this thing, and can only be simply controlled by spiritual sense.

Right now, one of the two of them is lacking in stamina, and the other is a new rookie, so they have fought for a while.

Han Feng was also shaken high by the violent air waves. In the air, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood, kicked his right foot on the waist of the thick tree, and after falling to the ground in embarrassment, he fled in panic again. The fourth pursuer also caught up. If you don't run, Han Feng will be attacked from all sides.

But where could Fang Xing allow him to escape from the palm of his hand? Immediately, with a finger of his right hand, the Sanyang One Qi Sword shot out again. The magic weapon that Fang Xing had in hand, although it had only been controlled by the Emperor Purple Yuan Spiritual Light and had a lot of inconveniences when driving it to be used, but the magic weapon that the Emperor Purple Yuan Spiritual Light had cultivated had more benefits than the magic weapon that had been sacrificed by ordinary painstaking efforts.

When Sanyang Yiqi Sword and Shan Xuan's wrist guards fought hard, Han Feng vomited blood and fled, but Fang Xing was fine. With the Emperor's Purple Yuan Spiritual Light Weapon, he was not affected by the power of backlash at all.

Han Feng flew through the woods, and in just a few breaths, he had already run away for dozens of zhang. But even so, he could still feel the fierce sword aura behind him.

Behind him, a purple sword rainbow as thick as an adult's arm, like a long purple dragon falling from the sky, rolled in the woods. The sharp sword cut off one big tree after another, and chased after it.

The blood in his mouth had a salty taste, and Han Feng had never felt death so close to him. The sword qi behind him seemed to be able to cut him in two at any time.

He no longer hesitated, waved his arms again, and the talisman weapon he was wearing on his hand shot behind him, turning into two cyan pythons in mid-air, and fighting with Fang Xing's Sanyang Yiqi Sword. Then, he suddenly opened his mouth and vomited blood, and hit the bluestone on the side of the road a little, and his body flew up, turning into a black shadow in the air, and the speed was amazing.

But something that Han Feng never expected happened, in his escape plan, the Shan Xuan Bracer, which could have bought him a moment of effort, and Fang Xing's Sanyang One Qi Sword, only entangled for a breath of effort, disappeared from his spiritual sense.

The Imperial Purple Yuan Spiritual Light on Fang Xing's magic weapon was just a photo, and it drove away all the Han Feng Spiritual Consciousness attached to Shan Xuan's wristguard. The two cyan pythons also instantly turned into two streams of green qi and dispersed.

Seeing the two bracers fall to the ground, Fang Xing was overjoyed after a period of inexplicability. He flew down from the sky and received the artifact directly into his hand.

When Han Feng turned his head to look back in horror, he happened to see Fang Xing holding a magic weapon, and then he was covered in purple light, and the Shan Xuan bracer disappeared from Fang Xing's hand.

"Niang Xipi, what's going on?" After Han Feng vomited several mouthfuls of blood one after another, his face turned pale. He couldn't have imagined that the Shan Xuan Bracer, which he had high hopes for, would be easily taken down by Fang Xing.

At this time, Gao Ming had already arrived from the flank, and Wang Qinian and Bai Siwen were also outflanked from the left and right. Time was running out, and he thought about it too much.

Han Feng has been lurking in the Fang family for so many years, and he has a heavy responsibility, after all, he still has a few hole cards in his hand, and the Shan Xuan Bracer is only one of them, and he has another treasure to keep. At the moment, he is not without a chance to turn over.

After more than 20 years of lurking, Han Feng is not an ordinary incompetent, and then he has such an awareness.

"It's a big deal!"

So, instead of retreating, Han Feng advanced, turned around and pounced on Fang Xing. Fang Xing had just put a magic weapon into the Emperor's Purple Yuan Days, and he was in a very good mood, and when he saw Han Feng killed, he greeted him without humility!

"Kill!" Fang Xing shouted loudly, swinging his magic sword and flying forward, his body was as fast as a flying swallow. The Sanyang One Qi Sword emitted a surging sword qi that shot out one after another.

Powerful, sword energy!

The violent and surging sword aura made people feel palpitations in their hearts.

At the same time, the three Fang family guards had also completed the encirclement. I saw Gao Ming on the side, Wang Qinian on the left, and Bai Siwen on the right. These three people are a little shabby, and they can't use weapons in their hands, but they are full of energy, and they might as well let it go more than Fang Xinglai.

And Han Feng didn't seem to see this scene, he just opened his mouth and spit out a talisman, and forced out a drop of natal essence blood, using his fingers as a pen to sketch in the void.

"The great emperor is mighty, and the heavens are glorious!"

"My Emperor Weijia is a boundless ode to the sea!"

"All sides have spirits to obey orders!"

With the chanting of the incantation in his mouth, mottled images appeared on the talisman in Han Feng's hand, with heavy light and shadow, layered on top of each other. There was a huge virtual figure revealing its huge body. This huge figure, the face is blurred, only the dragon gon crown dress on the body is clearly visible, this is actually the dress of the son of heaven in the world.

After this phantom suddenly emerged from the talisman, Fang Xing only felt a majestic majesty, and the mighty grandeur pressed down on his head, and his body couldn't help but stagnate slightly.

Then he heard it, and Gao Ming behind him shouted eagerly: "True Emperor Spirit Rune, that is the True Emperor Spirit Rune of the Liu family, young master retreat!" ”

But at this moment, it seems to be too late. The huge phantom had already formed at this time, and raised a finger to lightly touch the majestic sword qi that was rushing to kill.

The giant's voice rumbled: "True Emperor Law, break!" ”

A heavy layer of golden and transparent light was born out of thin air, turning into pieces of coiling dragon shields hanging in the air, stopping Fang Xing's surging sword qi.

"The true emperor's decree, decided!" With another finger, the Sanyang One Qi Sword flew upside down and fell to the ground, being suppressed by Huang Guang.

Han Feng was already vomiting blood, and when he used this spirit rune, he not only revealed his identity, but even his whole body cultivation was suddenly abolished. He gritted his teeth with difficulty, and once again forcibly manipulated the spirit rune, pointing at Fang Xing.

"The true emperor's decree, decided!"

The golden and transparent light shot out from the giant's hand again, and Gao Ming rushed forward desperately from behind, flying in front of Fang Xing, and was hit by the yellow light.

'Bang', Gao Mingfei's body pounced on, and he immediately fell to the ground. The limbs were stiff, and only the eyeballs in the sockets could still move slightly. He was now extremely remorseful in his heart, hating how he had been persuaded by Fang Xing in the first place and made a stupid decision to split his ways!

Who would have thought that this Han Feng would have the True Emperor Spirit Talisman of the Liu family's secret on his body! This kind of spiritual rune refined by the method inherited by the Dongping Liujiazhen clan "True Emperor Throne Industry Map" invites the power of the ancient true emperor to refine it, which has great power. The True Spirit Three-Day Qi Refiner was simply unable to resist the brilliant power of this Ancient True Emperor.

"The true emperor's decree, decided!" , the yellow light emerged, and Fang Xing was fixed; "The true emperor's decree, decided!" The yellow light appeared, and Wang Qinian was frozen; "The true emperor's decree, decided!" The yellow light reappeared, and Bai Swen was frozen.

"It's over!" Gao Ming lamented.

At this moment, there was an eerie silence all around. Han Feng vomited blood step by step, and walked towards the place where Fang Xing was standing with difficulty. Although his whole body cultivation had already been abolished the moment he used the True Emperor Spirit Rune, he had finally won the battle, hadn't he?

He laughed miserably, and said in his heart: "As long as I can coerce Fang Xing, I can survive under the pursuit of the Fang family's psychic masters." As long as I can take Fang Xing back to my master's side, my master will definitely reward me! Definitely......"

Han Feng's eyes flashed with hope, but then he saw that a purple light suddenly shone in front of him, and a wisp of purple rainbow sword qi escaped, cutting off his great head.

Blood splattered, Fang Xing stepped forward, his face was slightly cold, and the corners of his mouth were lightly spurted.

——Playing the method of fixing himself in front of the Emperor Chu Ziyuan Lingguang, who can break all the methods of imprisoning the day after tomorrow, this Han Feng is really asking for his own death!