After Li Yuan finished speaking, he also felt a little weak, and he really didn't know the bottom in his heart. Among these people, he has the highest cultivation and the person who knows Fan Yao the most. In the previous days of fighting with Fan Yao, although he had the upper hand, he had no way to take Fan Yao.

As a last resort, he called Yong Kexiu and Kong Zhaowen to help, but even so, he still let Fan Yao come and go, and there was nothing to do.

In those days when he was entangled with Fan Yao, Li Yuan watched Fan Yao's rapid growth, his strange tricks were repeated, his tricks were many, and he was not afraid of death, which was a headache.

Until the end, the two fought outside Qingfeng City, in fact, by that time, the gap between the two was almost negligible, that is, in that battle, Fan Yao completely shattered Liyuan's arrogant heart as Tianjiao.

As a last resort, Liyuan had no choice but to retreat. At that time, he had already decided to lead a large army to threaten the people of Qingwa Town, forcing the Dajing monks to give up their advantages to come to this battle.

Under the response of the Dajing side, Liyuan took an army of 50,000 and all the monks, unknowingly bypassed Qingfeng City and waved his army south. At the same time, he also obtained a pill from his master, the Lan Jin Sage, and was able to break through to the realm of transforming gods in one fell swoop.

At that time, the abyss could not be said to be complacent, and regained confidence. Just come to Qingwa Town under the Foggy Sea Mountain, act according to the plan, and everything is hand-to-hand.

But Na Cheng thought that everything before was still in Liyuan's expectations, but as soon as the two parties handed it over, Liyuan found that all the Dajing monks had made great progress, which was no longer the same.

Especially after he faced Fan Yao again, although he tried his best, it was difficult to intercept Fan Yao's breaking army. The tens of thousands of troops were almost chiseled by Fan Yao alone, and although he struggled to intercept and kill by his side, he was like a clown jumping off the beam. Since then, the seed of his inferiority to Fan Yao has been planted in his heart.

As the battle progressed, this kind of seed took root and sprouted, making him cautious and hidden, and when he didn't see Fan Yao's cultivation to the end, he didn't dare to show up to fight with Fan Yao.

Using the lives of tens of thousands of Fuli troops to consume Fan Yao's cultivation, Liyuan hid in the sky and observed for a long time, until he felt that he was foolproof, and he dared to show up to see him. As soon as they fought, they found that Fan Yao was almost running out of oil.

Li Yuan was ecstatic at the moment, and he couldn't bear the smugness, so he didn't rush to kill him, but mocked Fan Yao one after another, just wanting to let out a bad breath.

But Na Cheng thought, it was just a cup of tea, and this Fan Yao was like a dragon and a tiger, and his methods had made a lot of progress.

Li Yuan didn't have time to regret it at the moment, and he also didn't have time to think deeply, whether this Fan Yao was bluffing, or whether he had a secret method or used some forbidden techniques.

"No matter how many it is, we will have the advantage in numbers, and we will rush up and kill Fan Yao first, and then eradicate those Dajing monks one by one." As long as this battle is won, who else dares to say no. ’

Li Yuan thought so in his heart, taking the lead with the flying sword, and only stopped his body when he was close to Fan Yao, and in the condensation and silence of the flying sword, there were tens of thousands of inches of armor and soldiers, densely rushing towards Fan Yao's side.

Fan Yao frowned, looked up at Liyuan and said, "I haven't seen you for more than two months, and you still have this ability?"

Li Yuan's face turned red, and then he retorted: "I don't have as many fancy intestines as you, and I always have a back hand." Fan Yao, don't hide it, but don't go down there and complain that I didn't give you a chance. ”

Fan Yao smiled helplessly: "I don't want to make progress, and I make all kinds of excuses." ”

After saying that, he slammed his foot on the ground.

For the first time, he used his own cultivation with martial spirits as his control. I only heard the sound of my feet on the earth like thunder.

Then, with Fan Yao as the center, the entire ground actually began to roll like the waves of the sea, like the waves of the earth dragon turning over, layer upon layer, endlessly, until the villains of the armor who had been transformed into the abyss were swallowed one after another, and the entire ground was restored to its original state, and it seemed that everything that had just happened was like an illusion.

Seeing this situation, the two people in heaven and on earth, one was dumbfounded, and the other sighed.

There is only one reason for this, that is, Fan Yao used all his means to deal with the technique of Shangli Yuan before, and insisted on it until the end, and he still used the method of earth escape with a flash of inspiration to escape.

But in today's scene, I saw Fan Yao so casual and extremely relaxed, just by stomping his feet, he relied on his profound cultivation to break through the abyss's proud technique.

As a result, the two people in heaven and earth were in different moods, one was surprised, and even a little frightened. One is to hate himself for not condensing the martial soul earlier, in that case, he would not let so many Taoist friends die innocently.

This situation was also seen by the Fuli monk who followed behind Liyuan, and everyone saw it clearly, seeing Liyuan's famous magic moves, they were easily broken by Fan Yao in this way, and they were all shocked when they looked at each other.

Kong Zhaowen exclaimed: "This Fan Yao is obviously already a monk of the Transformation God Realm, let's immediately present the two saints and expel him from the field." ”

After hearing this, all the Fuli monks looked at him with eyes like idiots, and Kong Zhaowen realized that he was unscrupulous, and he wanted to leave the abyss and not be in the realm of transforming gods.

At the moment, he lowered his head and thought to himself in his heart, "They are all monks who transform into gods, why is there such a big gap?" In other words, is Liyuan really a Tianjiao monk who has opened five innate acupoints? Compared with Fan Yaoyi, how do you look at it, how is it not like it. ’

After being broken by Fan Yao to open the way for Wanjia, Li Yuan wanted to use several flying swords on his body, but thinking of the tragic lesson of the last time the two fought against each other, he still put away this unrealistic idea and competed with Fan Yao for sword intent swordsmanship, which was really because he didn't die fast enough.

After hesitating, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and all the Fuli monks were the only ones who looked at the Yuan, and they all stood behind him silently, waiting for Liyuan's order.

Fan Yao held his hands on the ground, Yue Chi Yuanyu. The monks stood in the sky, advancing and retreating silently. For a while, the atmosphere was very strange.

The Dajing monks were sitting cross-legged in the distance, recuperating from their wounds, and recovering from their cultivation, but they were always paying attention to the situation on Fan Yao's side.

Seeing this situation, Li Simiao couldn't help laughing and said: "To be a monk is to be like Senior Brother Fan, it is really a thousand troops talking and laughing, and all the immortals in the world are red dust guests." ”

Gu Guanyu nodded sympathetically, and then said, "Who doesn't want to, but have you thought about it, do you have the qualifications of Senior Brother Fan?"

Li Simiao chuckled and said: "Qualification is important, but now it is not absolute. Don't you see that Liyuan is also arrogant, isn't he also beaten all over the ground by Senior Brother Fan to find teeth? If you want me to say, the cultivation of this thing still depends on understanding. ”

Gu Guanyu was not convinced, and was about to debate, when he heard Zhang Zhengshan say on the side: "What you both said is right, but I think qualification and understanding are equally important, and both are indispensable." ”

Zhang Zhengshan opened the coffin, Li Simiao couldn't help but roll his eyes, and muttered: "Old treacherous and cunning!"

Zhang Zhengshan smiled and didn't care. The repeated battles of life and death have estranged everyone, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a friend of life and death.

The voices of several people talking were not loud, but Li Yuan and the others had a deep cultivation, and they all heard it clearly, and after feeling a little embarrassed, they were furious.

Li Yuan smiled low and said, "I didn't expect it, but let those few fish who slipped through the net see the joke." Everyone follow me, kill Fan Yao first, and then torture and kill those few people who are making nonsense, so as to establish the prestige of the monk. ”

After finishing speaking, he flew towards Fan Yao, his palms opened and closed, and the flying sword was only used as an auxiliary skill, and he killed Fan Yao first.

Seeing that Liyuan was already fighting with Fan Yao, those Fuli monks immediately showed their weapons, or encircled, detoured, or backstabbed, and each used their best to besiege Fan Yao.

The Dajing monk in the distance was dazzled, and his palms were sweating, and he was worried about Fan Yao.

But the next moment, I saw that they all had wide eyes, and they looked at the place where Fan Yao and Monk Fuli were fighting in shock.

Fan Yao saw that all the Fuli monks were attacking together, and he didn't dare to hold it up, and as soon as his divine sense moved, the martial soul surged out silently, just enveloping a radius of thousands of miles in an instant.

Under the reflection of the martial spirit, those Fuli monks were also included in Liyuan, and their every move was clear.

After seeing it clearly, the three nebulae in Fan Yao's body were in motion, and his strong cultivation was used through the blessing of the martial soul, making it more condensed and more powerful.

All this made Fan Yao's confidence double, and he looked at the monks who were leaving, and his eyes were full of murderous energy.

Looking at Fan Yao's heroic appearance, Li Yuan suddenly woke up and hurriedly shouted: "Everyone greet him with the flying sword magic weapon first, don't fight him closely." ”

However, it was too late, Fan Yao watched the monks laugh, raised his fist, and at the same time stepped on the ground, repeating his old trick.

The waves of the earth undulated and swayed, and the dark golden fists covered the sky, and everywhere they passed, the figures of the bronze walls formed by the monks were like flying flakes swept by the wind, and they involuntarily floated around, with a heart-rending howl.

After the violent wind formed by the fist gang, only Liyuan and those few Yuanying monks with advanced cultivation were left, and the rest of the Jindan monks and several Yuanying monks with low cultivation were scattered around, some were silent, some were rolling and moaning on the ground, and they were also dying.

Li Yuan's face was full of disbelief, and he looked at Fan Yao and asked in a deep voice, "What realm are you in now?"

Fan Yao shook his fists, he was very satisfied with his blow under the blessing of the martial soul, and when he heard Liyuan ask, he said expressionlessly: "Just like you, in the early stage of transforming into a god." What, what's the problem?"

"Who are you deceiving? You and I are both arrogant, almost in no particular order, entering the realm of transforming gods, but what is the matter with your cultivation in this body? How can you be, how can you be so domineering?"