"Stars and rain flags!"

Everyone only felt that the sky was darker, and the flags were hunting.

Heaven and earth have changed, and the trees that had been shadowy before have gone.

In the middle of the flat ground, the rain disappeared, leaving only the extremely high flagpole, and when I looked up, even the dense dark clouds had disappeared, and only the calm and complete full moon hung high in the sky.

"Where are we?"

Everyone looked at each other, their expressions of horror filled with the look of a nightmare.

On the other hand, Long Yingyun, only this true master who has reached the Qi Cultivation Divine Craftsman, is still as calm as just now.

"You beware of that kid's sneak attack, continue to hold the formation, I'll go and meet him, isn't it a relatively advanced magic circle!"

Long Yingyun strode out, and the scene in front of him was no longer a rugged mountain road, a few old trees, green bamboos and the like, looking from a distance, it seemed that it was only a stone's throw away, but the wind was roaring, as if it was hiding thousands of troops! The terrain was flat, and the dense flag array sounded in the road.

Although Long Yingyun is quiet, it does not mean that he is bold. In the cultivation realm, there are also some capable people who can know some Qimen Dunjia formations! Some Shengmen mean that they can leave safely, and once they fall into the door of death, they can basically go to see the king of Hades.

"Look, he's there!"

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Fang Lei didn't hide anymore, once he entered this starry rain array, he was not afraid of Long Yingyun at all, and if he wanted to make these disciples change their minds, or in other words, save some of them, they had to let them witness the fate of Long Yingyun with their own eyes!

"I must not allow anyone to betray the Six Doors. Betrayers, can only die!"

Chen Daoan hooked Long Yingyun with his hand. It looks like you're dead!

**Fang Lei on the upper body, when the two of them were fighting just now, he was covered with scars caused by sword qi, but none of these caused fatal injuries. The wound healed quickly under the nourishment of chalcedony blood milk, but the dense wound that seemed to be full of stitches still brought a great visual impact!

Therefore, as soon as he appeared, everyone immediately sighed coldly.

These disciples all know that with a Qi Sect-level master. To be able to confront the Qi Cultivator and not die, I'm afraid this is the first person since ancient times.

Although there is only a one-level gap between the Qi Cultivator and the Qi Sect, there is a world of difference in strength.

It is not difficult for ordinary qi sects to blow their hair and break their hair with their sharp "qi", but their "qi" has no temperature.

The Qi Practitioner collects the different fires of heaven and earth, and condenses with the dantian as the tripod, and the "qi" that seems to be a bland blow is actually ever-changing. The temperature is extremely high, this is by no means something that a small Qi Sect level master can fight against!

The scars on Fang Lei's body were the injuries caused by the thousands of sword shadows just now, only those who experienced it knew that when the sword qi also carried a red flame power, Fang Lei's whole person was like being in front of the furnace. If you can't bounce it away with a single blow, the whole person will be burned!

"Master Chen, I have to say, your kung fu is indeed not bad. But you're better at talking!Okay-let's have a duel like men!" Yun had changed his previous arrogance of underestimating the enemy, and Chen Daoan's words just now were very demoralizing. This scourge must be killed quickly, otherwise it will be at that three-inch tongue, and there will definitely be endless troubles!

Fang Lei smiled, "Like a man? hehe--bullying the small with the big and bullying the weak, you can be regarded as a man like this? Regardless of the life or death of your disciples, you look like a man?"

"You ......"

"What am I? Don't you see I'm not a man now, but you're a wolf in your heart. Now I will fulfill you, and we are fighting once. I don't expect you to change your mind either. Let your disciples come and witness how you, a giant of qi cultivation, fell!"

Fang Lei raised his right hand with a solemn expression, and raised his right knife high!

Everyone was a little suffocated inexplicably, Chen Daoan was like a smiling devil in their eyes, but the tall image of Master Long Yingyun was no longer shining because of Chen Daoan's previous words.

Every disciple was a little apprehensive in their hearts, and even many people had the idea of hoping that Chen Daoan would win!

This subtle psychological change is a manifestation of being dismantled!

"Okay, since I'm looking for death, I'll fulfill you!"

Long Yingyun quickly pulled out the ancient sword, and when he took the helm of this ancient sword, his momentum increased sharply!

Between heaven and earth, he quickly fell into a world of sword shadows.

In the starry rain flag array, the idea of the sword is everywhere, different from the fierce battle just now, the current sword shadow is no longer condensed into an entity, but a complete shadow, meandering like countless small snakes, they themselves are not lethal, but people have the illusion of falling into the sword tide and falling into the sea of swords!

For a while, even the bright moon in the sky was covered by the shadow of the sword...... Fang Lei felt that he was locked by some strange force all of a sudden, these sword shadows quickly swam towards him, and then disappeared in an instant, this scene was very weird, like a piece of bait appeared in a pond full of koi fish, and the scene of fish competing for food!

"What kind of formation is this? Could it be that these sword shadows are a quasi-head, and then let me have no way to dodge, no way to dodge!"

"That's right, Sword Shadow Chaozong! Chen Daoan, it's impossible for you to escape, you will die in this battle!"

Long Yingyun's brows were deeply locked, the ancient sword had been slightly pierced, and his whole person was also affected by buoyancy, using the sword as the edge, like an arrow flying out......

This speed, as fast as it is extreme, cuts through the void, and you can see that the space is like a piece of black cloth, which is split in two by a pair of sharp scissors.

Fang Lei stood still, the two of them were one or two hundred meters apart, this space was still empty, and even that kind of deadly "white silk" did not exist! Seeing Long Yingyun and the ancient sword approaching, the wind sound full of strong killing intent, blowing the messy hair on his forehead in silence, Fang Lei suddenly laughed!

As soon as the fingers moved, a white silk with incomparable toughness suddenly appeared!

Fang Lei's fingers were like a spider, and he suddenly spat out a silk thread.

"Hehe, this is your killer move, break!"

Long Yingyun's ancient sword is of very high quality. It is no less than the double blade in Fang Lei's hands!

When the sword of the ancient sword came into contact with this taut white silk, the air was like a full string that had been bent, and a flat sound wave ejected with a "buzz"!

"Broken!"

The ancient sword actually broke through the white silk!

The sword shadow in Fang Lei's pupils was getting closer and closer, and he retreated sharply. The second white silk appeared randomly, and the flat sword that blocked Long Yingyun pointed directly!

"Buzz!"

The white silk is broken again!

"In that case, I see what else you have to do to watch the house!"

"Come on, then. ”

Fang Lei's last time the White Bone Essence used this kind of "white line", it could be powerful enough to cut the white jade treasure bed, and it was obvious that the quality of Long Yingyun's ancient sword was higher than that of the treasure bed. Moreover, Long Yingyun's cultivation is also stronger than that of Ilidan and the White Bone Spirit. Therefore, Fang Lei himself didn't expect to use Bai Si to kill him. However, don't think that there is no chance of victory in this crisis!

When Fang Lei retreated, he suddenly spurted out a cloud of blood! Every time he arranged the white silk, he needed to spend a certain amount of attention, and to outsiders, Fang Lei looked like a spider who was about to vomit out the silk web. Without the protection of cobwebs, no matter how strong the spider is, it can only be slaughtered in the end.

Fang Lei's eyes suddenly lit up, his fingers flew fast, and a dark red silk thread was secretly arranged among the white silk.

"The gas level can spit out white silk. And I'm now at the Qi Sect level, this red silk can only be arranged by the Qi Sect level cultivator! The red line is at least ten times stronger than the white line, this ancient sword of Long Yingyun, if even the red silk can be broken, then I'm really done!"

It is also a magic weapon, and the higher the realm. The better. Half a month ago, the mine could only lay out the white line, but now the red line can also be arranged. It's like a spider, the web of a small spider is capricious, and it will definitely not have the high strength of the web toughness of an adult spider.

Fang Lei used the stars to fall rain flags and arrange "red silk" for the same reason. The Qi Sect level cultivation is there, if one day he can be promoted to become a Qi Cultivation Divine Craftsman, he can even arrange a "purple" line.

Although Fang Lei laid out this dark red red line, his worries also existed, and he wanted to gamble by chance.

Qi Sect level to deal with Qi Cultivator, if you don't even have the courage to gamble. It has long been self-defeating without a fight.

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

......

More than ten white threads were cut off by Long Yingyun's sword blade!

As long as this side of the plane sound wave visible to the naked eye is ejected, it means that a white wire has been cut off. This sound wave was very sharp, and it came out hundreds of meters, and the disciple with a lower cultivation among the disciples felt a heavy blow to his chest, and his heart was immediately hit hard!

After all. White Silk is an important part of the Starry Rain Banner and the only passive lethal weapon!

And Long Yingyun is an out-and-out top powerhouse, coupled with the use of an ancient sword of excellent quality, chopping waves and splitting waves! Sonic waves are the aftermath of energy formed after the collision of two powerful forces, and if they are not at the level of the Qi Sect, they will collapse without a fight.

"Shizun has already won! Chen Daoan is something, this dog is finally going to be killed!"

Among the disciples, a beautiful concubine standing at the front of the team had a smug smile in her eyes!

Everyone also found that Long Yingyun was invincible, a sword attacked, all the "silks" seemed to be broken, and the ancient sword had already pointed to Fang Lei's eyebrows!

As long as it is even an inch further away, Chen Daoan will die!

But at this time, the scene took a sharp turn!

"Wow!"

When the red filament was slightly entangled, the ancient sword split into two from the blade to the hilt.

"I can't even resist the Emperor's Sword, what kind of line is this, what is it?"

Long Yingyun's doubts came to an abrupt end, and he screamed, only to find that there was an extra red drop of blood from the palm of the hand holding the sword!

In order to kill Fang Lei in one fell swoop, Long Yingyun's whole person was stretched into a sword, the speed was by no means something that Fang Lei could dodge, it was precisely because he charged with strong potential energy, and when he found that the ancient sword was all divided into two, Long Yingyun knew that he had been defeated!

Defeat the result!

The whole person was also torn into two!

The shattered ancient sword and corpse fell on a stone, and the sword shadow in the sky also disappeared, and Long Yingyun's death was too tragic.

Fang Lei didn't have time to rejoice, before he had a fatal blow to Long Yingyun, Long Yingyun's ancient sword left a hole in his eyebrows! A cold sword aura penetrated through the bones, and even on the flagpole five meters behind him, there was a sword mark!

Fang Lei staggered back and sat down on the ground leaning on this flag!

"I ...... My head hurts, ah!"

The chalcedony in his body quickly turned into a patch, spontaneously mending the wound, but Fang Lei still felt that his soul had been severely damaged, his entire brain was like a black hole, his thinking was sluggish, and even his vision appeared gray.

"Am I going to die?"

Fang Lei pointed his finger at the imminent Wan Po Sect disciple, a black blood color flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he said with all his strength, "Don't come here, it's dangerous...... Danger!"

But......

It's late!

Many disciples saw that Shizun was split in half, and Chen Daoan was also seriously injured and had lost his ability to fight. Therefore, some radicals immediately wanted to rush over, destroy Chen Daoan, and take his head to Yuanbaozong to receive the reward. However, that red line has once again become Fang Lei's lifeline!

More than ten fierce disciples who rushed to the front, like tofu hitting the blade, split into two, they didn't think of Long Yingyun's desperate eyes until they died, it turned out that they were afraid of this!