Chapter 953: Eighteen Masters, Kill Fang Ling First (Ten Changes, Ask for Subscription)

Bang!

At this time, Wei Hong was dancing with a golden fist, and this Fang Ling's sword suddenly collided together, the terrifying confrontation, only to see Fang Ling's sword as if it couldn't withstand the huge pressure, in an instant, it was like a bamboo pole, and it shattered one by one.

And Fang Ling was once again blown away by Wei Hong, vomiting blood, among the same level, Wei Hong's physical strength can be said to be no one can resist, but, in the face of this Fang Ling, Wei Hong did not dare to be too careless, although Fang Ling's cultivation is also a half-step monarch level, and in terms of physical body, Wei Hong can steadily suppress him, but, for some reason, Wei Hong always feels that something is wrong.

Boom! Boom!

After fierce collisions again and again, although Fang Ling was beaten by Wei Hong again and again, Wei Hong could feel that Fang Ling's cultivation was rising rapidly and wildly, which made Wei Hong cry and laugh slightly.

He could see that Fang Ling was refining himself with his own strength, this was the move used by Wei Hong in the past, but he didn't expect that this time, Fang Ling actually used it, after thinking about this section, Wei Hong didn't have any panic, but still fought with him, he wanted to see what Fang Ling's last means were.

Burst!

The terrifying confrontation, Fang Ling was blown away again, at the moment of vomiting blood, Fang Ling was looking up to the sky and laughing, the momentum of the whole person was even more in an instant, but it was crazy to climb, climb, until the momentum reached the top,

"Put your physical strength and let me be under your pressure, but I'm finally going further, hahaha, boy. I'm going to have to kill you. I'm going to go into retreat. The trial in two years will be the time when our Ling will shine. ”

Fang Ling's whole person looked like a peerless sword, and his expression was even more arrogant, looking at Wei Hong coldly, and said with a big smile.

Rumble!

As Fang Ling spoke, there was a shock in his body, and a sword-like explosion sound came out of his body, in the air. It transformed into a golden sword light, enveloping Fang Ling in it.

Shout!

The speed was extremely fast, Fang Ling's whole person was like that peerless sword, the whole person was wrapped in the sword intent, and the sword light that was transformed into a sword light completely swept Wei Hong away in an instant.

Poof!

The space was completely bombarded by this huge sword light, and the entire space was also completely shattered, and the bright golden light mixed with the white sword light all over the body was completely fiercely collided with Wei Hong.

Boom! Boom!

Collision after collision. Wei Hong could feel some pain in both of his hands, which made him slightly surprised. With the wrapping of this sword light, Fang Ling's whole person was actually on a par with himself.

However, Wei Hong was not worried, but on the one hand, he used the Demon Emperor Regeneration Technique, quickly repairing his injuries, his figure was extremely ethereal, and he was extremely chic, he didn't believe that this Fang Ling's attack could always be so sharp and chic, after all, Fang Ling would have a time limit.

"I have to admit that your physical body is indeed peerless, I have been practicing my sword intent since the day I was born, I am a descendant of the ancient sword path, and I came into being, but, even so, you can not fall under the attack of my sword intent. Fang Ling and Wei Hong snorted coldly between their attacks.

"I don't care what kind of descendant you are of the ancient sword, I just need to borrow your head and use it. Wei Hong was secretly shocked in his heart, no wonder this kid's sword intent was so terrifying, even his own fist couldn't break through him, it turned out to be the descendant of the ancient sword dao.

"Hehe, you are still so arrogant when you die, so I will send you on the road. Fang Ling's whole person snorted lightly, and in his hand, the invisible sword spirit was held in his hand, and the moment it quietly condensed, it suddenly disappeared in place.

"In addition to being a descendant of the sword, you forgot, I am still a disciple of the Phantom Sect, so next, I will solve you with one move. ”

In all directions, Fang Ling's voice was heard, but the afterimages made Wei Hong unable to tell which clone was Fang Ling himself, and in an instant, dozens of Fang Ling's clones, as if all of them were real, attacked Wei Hong.

Poof!

Suddenly, Wei Hong's whole person spun rapidly in mid-air, but he could see that with his rotation, the surroundings were condensed into hurricanes, no more, no less, exactly forty, all of Fang Ling's attacks were stopped.

"Die. ”

I only saw the moment Wei Hong stopped these forty attacks, but a slightly gloomy voice sounded behind Wei Hong, it turned out that the forty Fang Ling's clones were all fake, and the moment Fang Ling made a move, he hid himself in the void, so that at this time, he could slash Wei Hong with a killing blow.

The sharp sword condensed in his right hand, and Fang Ling's eyes flashed with mockery and lightness, he took the opportunity to the extreme, it was in this Wei Hong that he showed his hole cards, before he could breathe, seize this opportunity, Fang Ling instantly seized this only opportunity, he seemed to have seen Wei Hong being pierced by himself.

However, immediately afterward, Fang Ling's face changed drastically, and he could only see that his sword pierced through Wei Hong, but he didn't leave any blood at all, but directly transformed into an afterimage, and disappeared with a bang.

"You're not alone. ”

Wei Hong's slightly indifferent voice sounded from behind Fang Ling, and when Fang Ling was frightened, the moment he was about to turn around, Wei Hong's right hand was a palm, and he directly slapped Fang Ling's back fiercely.

Rumble!

The terrifying strength made Fang Ling's back sound of bones cracking, and Fang Ling fell into the distance, vomiting blood, Fang Ling's expression at this time showed disbelief, and he said in a lost voice: "How is it possible? How can you understand the law of space?"

"Get you on your way. ”

Wei Hong didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, but his figure moved instantly, and the golden silk dagger was held in Wei Hong's hand, and the momentum of the whole person changed violently, and he slashed towards Fang Ling's body, but. I can only see it at the moment when I cut it off. Fang Ling's figure disappeared in place.

Rumble!

Wei Hong just cut down an afterimage. In the distance, Fang Ling looked at Wei Hong with a slightly pale face, but at this time, Wei Hong showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Don't forget, I also know the law of space, don't you, do you think I don't know the Dao, you can only use it a few times?"

"One time is enough. I admit that I underestimated you, but you will die at my hands after all. ”

A hideous look flashed in Fang Ling's eyes, only to see that Fang Ling actually directly crushed a jade plate in his neck, and at the moment of crushing it, the dazzling sword light that burst out of the jade card instantly engulfed Fang Ling in it.

Boom! Boom!

Fang Ling's momentum actually reached the top again, looking at Wei Hong lightly, Fang Ling shouted coldly, "You can die under the wisp of ancient sword intent that I used my adventure to get." It's your pleasure. ”

Wei Hong's face changed slightly, Fang Ling just now was actually Wei Hong's self-subdued subduation. However, now Fang Ling's strength is probably much stronger than just now, but it makes Wei Hong feel even more dangerous, but he still sneered: "It's not certain who will die. ”

Rumble!

At this time, Wei Hong's right hand was holding the golden silk broadsword, but his left hand was quickly condensed into an illusory city, encircling Wei Hong in it, and at the same time fighting directly with this Fang Ling.

Boom! Boom!

The space was shattered, the earth cracked innumerably, and the surrounding straw turned into ashes in an instant, but the battle between the two still did not stop, Fang Ling's whole person was like a sword god, the moment each sword swung down, it was like a rain of three thousand swords, enveloping Wei Hong in it, and every drop of sword rain shattered the void in an instant.

Wei Hong faced this Fang Ling's attack, without any moves, only one move, brute force to break it, the knife in his right hand, the fist in his left hand, in the air, alternating back and forth, Wei Hong faintly had the upper hand.

Burst!

Wei Hong punched his left hand and directly blasted this Fang Ling away, Fang Ling in the distance vomited blood, his clothes were stained with blood, and his bones seemed to be shattered, but his expression was still puzzled: "What is it for?

"What kind of bullshit Ancient Fortune Dao, you just overdrew your potential with a wisp of sword intent left over from them, I think you can use it a few times?"

Wei Hong snorted coldly, his eyes showing confidence and disdain.

"Ah, I am the rebirth of the sword god, I am the sword, the sword I am, the ancient sword, the way of killing, slash, slash, slash!"

Fang Ling heard Wei Hong's words, the whole person seemed to have lost his mind, and with a roar, the whole person was in the void, but it was transformed into a huge peerless sword, slashing towards Wei Hong, but with Fang Ling's three slashes, it was divided into three.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Wei Hong sneered, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain, although he sensed the danger, that is, he did not retreat, but instead held the golden silk broadsword with both hands, and slashed towards the three void swords.

Thundered!

The terrifying collision, Wei Hong felt the pain of being scratched by the sword intent and the knife intent on his face, his clothes, and the sound of hunting, but Wei Hong did not take a step back, and the whole person, like a sculpture, stood still.

"Boy, I admit that your strength is quite strong, this, this, this time, we will be tied, next, next time, I will kill you. ”

After the sword intent dissipated, he only saw that Fang Ling's face was slightly ugly, looked at Wei Hong, who was motionless, and said with a slight stammer.

Wei Hong directly put away the long knife and didn't look at him, and at this moment, he could only see that Fang Ling's clothes were directly shattered and torn apart, and his flesh was also rapidly shattering.

"Ah, what, how, how can this be? I don't want to die, I'm a descendant of the ancient kendo, how can I lose, I will lose. ”

Rumble!

Fang Ling's lower body was all shattered, but his head was intact, this was a great gift left by Wei Hong.

Wei!

Wei Hong used Fang Ling's residual blood, but he wrote a big Wei character, and then, quietly left, he was going to kill the eighteen masters of the Phantom Sect first, and then he said, since he had been fighting with the Phantom Sect endlessly, Wei Hong would not leave his hands.

The light of the golden dust shone on Fang Ling, who was blind to death, and at the same time, there was a big Wei character! (To be continued......