A sword, seemingly casual.

But it is like shaking the surface of a calm lake, and it is like a random flick, setting off ripples.

All of Fang Zong's mind fell on this sword, deeply attracted by the inexplicable power in it.

After a long time, Fang Zong's eyes were blank, and he stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

He seems to touch some waves, and in every move, he can gently drive the rain in the world.

At the fingertips, there is a rain.

Obviously he didn't use any True Yuan Qi, and several raindrops came out, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye, only the slightest raindrops standing on the bodies of the two of them proved everything that had just happened.

Yu Wennuo's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, as if he was very satisfied with Fang Zong's entry at this time.

However, in the next moment, Fang Zong's eyes regained their brilliance.

"No, this is your Fa! not mine!" Fang Zong muttered softly, and then his hand shook, awakening from a wonderful artistic conception.

The approval in Yu Wennuo's eyes became a little stronger, and he nodded. Said: "Since that's the case, then go and pursue your own Fa!"

Fang Zong nodded, glanced at Yu Wennuo, and then bowed his hand.

"Thank you!"

Yu Wennuo didn't say anything, just smiled slightly and shook his head slightly.

"All these people's talismans are yours!" Yu Wennuo walked away.

Fang Zong was not surprised, from just now, he found that even if Yu Wennuo made a move on him, he did not have killing intent, and even deliberately guided him to comprehend his Dao intent. Otherwise, Fang Cai's sword alone could easily defeat him, or even kill.

However, the people in Momen are really terrifying, mysterious and unpredictable, but they have such terrifying strength.

"Sister Jieyu, do you know any people from the Momen?" Fang Zong couldn't help but ask the fluttering Jieyu next to him.

Even if Yu Wennuo's strength was very terrifying, it was obvious that he had not discovered the existence of Xie Yu.

However, Xie Yu shook his head and said, "The Instrument Spirit has never even heard of the Momen sect, how can it be possible to know the people of this sect?" But I have a guess, could it be that you are the reincarnation of some powerful person. ”

"How is this possible?" Fang Zong directly shook his head in denial. "If I am powerful, how can I let Daddy and Auntie have an accident?" Speaking of this, his eyes became a little fierce.

"That's true, and, logically speaking, the reincarnated body has the memory of the previous life! Not only do you have no memory of the previous life, but if you don't even encounter the original spirit, you can't even practice, it seems that it shouldn't be the reincarnation of those guys!"

"Forget it, there is no point in discussing these things, let's put away the battle power first!" Fang Zong smiled excitedly, looking at the hundreds of orders scattered on the ground.

It is said that Jiang Fengrui's seven people were defeated by Yuwennuo's sword, and even the jade slip was chopped off, and his body teleported out of the Tianshui Divine Disk, but these talismans they collected remained in place.

With a wave of his hand, all the talismans on the ground flew into Fang Zong's hand.

One hundred and forty-two amulets, which is definitely a big catch. Fang Zong smiled happily and looked around, the figure lurking in the dense forest again.

This time, Fang Zong no longer dodged, but changed his normal state and quickly sneaked in the dense forest.

"My direction is to comprehend my own Dao and my Fa!" From Yu Wennuo's sword, Fang Zong had already deeply understood how he should improve his strength next.

Comprehending the Dao Intent, and even comprehending the complete Dao, in this way, even if he only has a heavy Qi Condensation Realm, but in terms of combat power, even if he faces a personal disciple like Han Yulong who has comprehended a trace of the Dao Meaning again, he is also capable of suppressing the other party.

Sneaking all the way, Fang Zong had an extra big bow in his hand.

It was the Wolf Moon Bow.

Some people understand the sword, some people understand the sword, and some people understand the rhythm of music, but what Fang Zong pursues is the bow.

Who said that bows and arrows can't be self-contained? Although Fang Zong has never seen anyone use the way of bows and arrows, he firmly believes that among the Three Thousand Great Dao, archery should also occupy a place, even if he doesn't, he Fang Zong will rely on himself to add archery to the Three Thousand Great Dao.

Since his practice, archery has always been Fang Zong's practice, in addition to the fact that archery is taught by Daddy, there is also a reason, that is, he likes the pleasure of shooting geese with a longbow from the bottom of his heart.

However, with the advancement of cultivation, ordinary mortal bows can no longer meet Fang Zong's strength, not to mention others, just now Fang Zong's free movement has the power of 10,000 catties, if it is an ordinary longbow, it will be destroyed by Fang Zong's huge force if he can't even shoot an arrow.

Fortunately, Fang Zong deliberately selected two super-grade divine bows because of the first two selections of magic weapons.

The divine bow from Sister Jieyu's previous master is the most terrifying, at least it is also the best magic weapon of the earth, if it can be repaired, it is definitely a big killer. However, Fang Zong didn't have the ability to find the Four Elephant Divine Flames needed to repair the Nameless Divine Bow. Naturally, the Wolf Moon Bow became the most suitable spiritual bow for Fang Zong.

Fang Zong quickly walked through the dense forest, and along the way, the movement he caused quickly attracted the elite disciples of other sects.

"That idiot actually dares to run around in this place?" One of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect frowned, hiding in the dark to observe, and immediately noticed Fang Zong's figure.

"Huh, isn't this the outer disciple of the Heavenly Feather Sect who is heavy in the Qi Condensation Realm? It seems that God will help me!"

This personal disciple showed a smug smile, and then revealed his figure, like a falcon that had spotted its target, and quickly swept away.

"It's coming!" Fang Zong's mouth hooked up, and his eyes were full of excitement.

Shura dreams, into dreams!

Fang Zong's mind moved, and the power of Shura instantly covered his whole body, and the figure of the personal disciple also slowed down a lot in Fang Zong's field of vision.

However, the disciples are indeed extraordinary, even after falling into a dream, their speed is still amazing. However, Fang Zong did not have the slightest fear on his face at this time, but instead took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with an astonishing divine light, and he put the arrow feather he had already taken out on the bow.

He didn't shoot the arrow feather immediately, but stared at the front with only the hideous face of the disciple in his eyes.

Once Shura falls into a dream, the power of even an ordinary arrow feather will increase by several notches.

But this was not what Fang Zong wanted at this time, what he wanted was the archery technique that he could perform even without the power of Shura.

Not for anything else, but for the penetration of all things.

The personal disciple was already close in front of him, and Fang Zong was still motionless.

At this moment, Fang Zong seemed to have seized some opportunity and loosened the taut bowstring.

It's just an ordinary arrow feather, and the disciple didn't pay attention to it, stretched out his hand and patted it at will, and the arrow feather fell in response.

"Die!" This personal disciple sneered and slapped his palm, but in the next moment, his smile froze, where was Fang Zong's figure in front of him at this time?

Fang Zong's figure appeared outside the range of this personal disciple, and his speed was amazing.

"No, that's not the case!" Fang Zong muttered to himself.

Seeing his attitude, this disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect couldn't help but be annoyed, and with a swipe, he took out his flying sword.

"Stinky boy, give me death!"

The flying sword swung, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and more was swept towards the square vertical.

As if he hadn't heard of it, Fang Zong once again placed an ordinary arrow feather on the Wolf Moon Bow, completely ignoring the hundreds of thousands of sword qi that might tear him to pieces.

The sword qi struck, and Fang Zong's body remained motionless, allowing the sword qi to cut dozens of holes in his body.

When the disciple looked at it, he was a little shocked.

Even if it was a random swing of sword qi, the power was just as terrifying, but it could only make some cuts on the young man in front of him, and he never thought that this seemingly young man would be so strong in his body.

This personal disciple was about to strike again, and at this moment, Fang Zong felt as if he had captured the wonderful qi that Fang had just felt, and shot an arrow.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect patted his hand again.

However, a tingling pain came from his palm, and he looked down to find that his palm had been scratched by the arrow.

The seemingly unhindered injury made the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect slightly shocked in their hearts, if they were not mistaken, the arrow feathers shot by that young man were arrows that would only be used by mortals, and he had cultivated to the level of the Great Perfection of the Qi Condensation Realm, and his physical body was so strong that he was almost not afraid of any mortal weapon.

Therefore, even if the skin was scratched a little, this personal disciple was also shocked.

"Still haven't caught it!" Fang Zong frowned, unresponsive to the many wounds on his body, just sighed and shook his head, but raised the Wolf Moon Bow again.

The personal disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect stared at him, and said in his heart: This kid is really weird, it is better to fight quickly, so as not to have many dreams at night!

Thinking of this, his True Yuan Qi surged, and a shocking sword intent burst out.

"Sword of Frost!"

The personal disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect let out a loud shout, and with a finger urging, the flying sword seemed to be attached to countless stars, and the astonishing cold air hit Fang Zong.

All around, the ground and trees were quickly covered in a layer of frost, and it continued to expand, spreading rapidly towards the place where Fang Zong stood.

If he didn't move like just now, Fang Zong's body would probably be invaded by this cold qi and instantly freeze into ice balls. Therefore, the party moved.

He didn't know how he walked, just a few jumps, and he was already dodging.

"Damn, this bastard actually dodged away!" The disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was angry, and he was even more convinced that this little ghost must have come to play tricks on him, so he was even more annoyed.

At this time, Fang Zong shot an arrow again.

The personal disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect flew the sword to block it, but he clearly felt that the penetrating power from the arrow feather was actually a few points stronger than just now.

"Carving insect skills!" he snorted.

At this time, Fang Zong once again took out an ordinary arrow feather and put it on the Wolf Moon Bow.

"I don't believe it, I can't catch you guy!" The disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was furious.

No way, this teenager's speed is too fast.

This disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had not seen Fang Zong's speed in the inheritance land of the Ruthless Sect, so he didn't know that even the Great King of the Great Perfection of the Qi Condensation Realm couldn't catch up with Shang Zong.

In this way, it is doomed to the tragedy of this personal disciple.