Liyang Sword, although it was Tang Fan's first attempt, its method had been practiced in his mind many times.

With his current strength, he could have easily used it a long time ago, but he never had a chance.

Today, it was inconvenient for him to punch out the Nine Turns Shengang Fist, so he temporarily thought of this sword move, so he wanted to test it with the help of the nameless short sword.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The Scarlet Skeleton and the Vortex had already been hit hard, the Scarlet Skeleton had shrunk in a circle, and the ghost hands in the Vortex were left to breathe.

The nameless dagger exerted its power again, spinning wildly, unleashing an aura of destruction that destroyed everything.

Fang Chuan's expression was shocked, as if he had seen something terrible from the nameless short sword.

He found that as the Nameless Shortsword roared, his connection to the Scarlet Skeleton grew weaker.

At the same time, his own cultivation was affected by the sword qi, and he was also weakening rapidly.

That's not all, what really frightened him was that he found that his vitality and blood were also passing by rapidly.

If he continues like this, he will have to become a dry corpse.

This is the true core of the Liyang Sword!

Block the aura of all things, isolate the vitality, and under the rapid consumption of yang vitality, if it is not replenished, it can only wither and die.

Just after Fang Chuan sensed the domineering of this sword, his vitality had already been lost by one-tenth!

His black hair had turned white, and his whole body was filled with the smell of vicissitudes.

"No!"

Fang Chuan struggled, he didn't expect that Tang Fan's sword would be so terrifying.

In a hurry, he hurriedly threw out several life-saving magic weapons, but these magic weapons were all useless due to the existence of the Liyang Sword without exception.

Their mana quickly vanished, eventually collapsing and exploding.

"Bang ......"

After absorbing the mana of these magic weapons, the Liyang Sword was even more powerful, directly penetrating the blood-colored skeleton and forcing it in front of Fang Chuan.

"Boom ......"

The blood-colored skeleton exploded, and the Vortex Ghost Hand collapsed.

Suddenly, there were no obstacles around Fang Chuan.

"Ye Tang, don't you want to harm me! Ah......h

The spell was broken, Fang Chuan's blood spurted wildly, his own defense weakened again, and he was fundamentally injured by the sword qi of the Liyang Sword, and his face aged rapidly.

"This sword is so powerful!"

Hongxinzi on the stage looked surprised, he didn't expect Tang Fan to take the initiative imperceptibly.

Shangguan Fengyun smiled: "I don't think he's skilled enough......"

Zhang Badao nodded with satisfaction, he knew that Tang Fan had the bottom in his heart.

"Chuan'er!"

Behind Yao Ming, the Yuanying Cultivator of the Blood Saint Sect hurriedly flew out seeing Fang Chuan's vitality declining rapidly.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing this, Shangguan Fengyun and the others immediately flew to stop it.

"Sit down!"

Zhang Badao let out a cold snort, his expression calm.

"Coach ......"

Several sect masters were a little anxious, and they were all worried about Tang Fan's safety.

The Five Immortal Sect finally had a Tianjiao Young Ancestor, and they didn't want him to be harmed.

"That kid doesn't have a chance!"

Zhang Badao smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "You don't want to think about it, with this stinky boy's scheming, how can there be no tricks." ”

"In my opinion, although this sword is strong, it is not his last killing move!"

When several sect masters heard this, they nodded silently.

"This kid, how can he progress so fast!"

Yao Ming grinned in shock, if he dared to fight with Tang Fan before, now he doesn't even have the courage to fight.

In the center of the battlefield, due to the collapse of the blood-colored skeleton and the whirlpool, the diffused blood qi flew around Fang Chuan and was quickly absorbed by him.

With the replenishment of these blood qi, Fang Chuan's vitality recovered somewhat.

With the help of these vital supplements, he slowly lifted his fingers.

"Ye Tang, I admit it...... Underestimate the enemy! ”

"But don't you want to kill me!"

"Even if it is death, it is my own choice!"

"Before I die, I must ...... Pull you on first! ”

"Haha......"

Fang Chuan muttered, raised his fingers, and slowly pointed to his eyebrows.

"Chuan'er, don't!"

The Yuan Infant Cultivator of the Blood Saint Sect let out a terrible cry when he saw this.

"Master, this is my own choice!"

"If I can't kill him today, I won't be able to break my demons in the future!"

"Rather than this, it is better to fight and die...... No regrets! ”

"My disciple of the Blood Holy Sect never gives the sect a disgrace!"

Fang Chuan's eyes shot the meaning of seeing death as home, and he tilted his head slightly to look at Yao Ming.

"Congratulations, you've won!"

"Hopefully, you can lead the sect forward......"

"Hey!"

Yao Ming let out a long sigh, his inner emotions were a little complicated.

He really didn't like Fang Chuan, from the moment they became Dao Seeds, it was a competitive relationship.

In fact, it's not just the two of them, all the Dao species and Dao Sons of the Blood Holy Sect are in competition with each other.

Their ultimate goal is to become the Blood Master, that is, the Young Ancestor of the Blood Saint Sect!

If Fang Chuan died, Yao Ming would lose an opponent, but he couldn't be happy now.

"What is he going to do?"

On the stage, Shangguan Fengyun had a question mark on his face.

Hongxinzi muttered, "He wants to ...... Forcibly marry a baby! ”

"What?"

Several sect masters around him were all stunned, and then they understood.

"How is this possible, Ye Tang won't give him a chance!"

"He wants to form his own yuan baby before he dies, even if it is a fake baby, it can be regarded as a breakthrough, so as to meet his expectations......"

Zhang Badao let out a long sigh and looked at Fang Chuan with more approval.

"I see, this is the primordial baby of every monk...... Complex! ”

Ancestor Fengzong advocated Yongchang nodded.

If it is said that building a foundation is the beginning of elementary school for spiritual practice, then Yudan is equivalent to graduating from middle school.

And from Yudan to Yuanying, just like the college entrance examination, it is enough to change the fate of a monk.

If you succeed, you will become strong.

Fail, and you will not be able to move forward in this life.

This is also the reason why there are many monks who are at the peak of the Dan and even the Great Perfection have been suppressing their cultivation and waiting for the opportunity.

They want to take this step, but they are afraid of failure, so they keep suppressing it, and only when they have 100% confidence will they dare to break through.

Fang Chuan is this kind of person, he is dedicated to cultivation, and he has long regarded forming a primordial infant as a lifelong pursuit.

He could have broken through a long time ago, but because he had the Yuanying complex, he was timid and didn't have the courage to break through, so he had to suppress his cultivation all the time.

Today, he felt that there was little chance of getting out of trouble, so he desperately tried to form a yuan baby in addition to his breath to meet his pursuit.

His idea is very simple, even if he dies, he must die with Yuanying cultivation.

This is the way he is pursuing!

"Chuan'er, you still have a chance!"

Fang Chuan's master shouted anxiously.

"Master, I can't wait......"

Fang Chuan smiled miserably, his fingers already hitting his brow.

"Ahh

"Boom!"

Fang Chuan roared, his whole body twitched, and a white light shot out from his eyebrows.

This white light twisted and changed, gradually turning into a human form.

"I want to get married!"

Fang Chuan yelled again, ignoring the devouring of his vitality by the Liyang Sword, closed his eyes, and gathered all his mind to get married.

"You don't have a chance......"

Tang Fan muttered, his mind moved, and the roar of the nameless short sword intensified, increasing the devouring of Fang Chuan's vitality.

"Poof!"

Fang Chuan spurted blood wildly, but he still didn't stop getting married, and sent all his cultivation into the dense humanoid mist.

"Ye Tang, you dare!"

Seeing this, Master Fang Chuan immediately pinched the trick, his blood and qi surged, and he turned into a blood-colored fierce beast, and rushed straight to Tang Fan.

Tang Fan didn't dodge, but took out a golden shield from the Qiankun bag to protect himself, and looked up at Fang Chuan.

The mist above Fang Chuan's head had gradually turned into his appearance, and a pair of eyes seemed to be about to open.

Tang Fan sighed and said lightly: "If you don't kill me today, it will be your inner demon." ”

"Then, if I let you go, it will also be your demons."

"However, I can fulfill you, and I can also stabilize my Dao heart!"

Tang Fan raised his hand and waved, and the nameless short sword stopped spinning and flew back into his hand.

It seemed that Tang Fan had stopped killing him.

"Bastard, he's crazy!"

Zhang Badao stood up anxiously.