"It's ...... What?"

Although they hadn't seen anything yet, Senior Brother Zhao, Liu Shan and the others were throbbing in their hearts. They could feel that the breath was countless times more terrifying than the raindrops above their heads!

These people's hearts were turbulent, and they stood dryly in the air, not daring to make the slightest move.

A majestic voice suddenly sounded in the distance in the sky: "Who is doing it in the Falling Sword City?"

The first few words had just reached everyone's ears, and before the last few words had been heard, a figure appeared in the air. This man was faster than his voice, which showed how fast it was.

This person looked like he was fifty years old, his face was white, he was not angry, and his body was extraordinary.

"Elder Sun Ge!"

A disciple exclaimed.

Pavilion Elder, in the Sword Pavilion, only the true monarch of the late Yuan Infant period deserves this title. This person's name is Sun Li, and he is the powerful true monarch at the peak of Yuanying. He was passing by here, but he didn't expect to run into someone committing murder in the Sword Pavilion, so he came to check.

Sun Li looked at these disciples and reprimanded, "Are you just here to watch him kill the people of my Sword City under your noses?"

"Pavilion ......"

The men bowed their heads, speechless.

Sun Li snorted coldly, and turned to look at Fang Shili: "A condensing junior, something like an ant, dares to be fierce at the foot of the Sword Pavilion." ”

He didn't move, but the vast coercion on his body frantically squeezed towards Fang Shili.

Fang Shili suddenly felt that he was stuck in a quagmire and swamp, and his whole body couldn't move the slightest under this pressure. This is the spiritual pressure of the Yuanying Peak True Monarch, not only for the body, but also for the soul.

But Fang Shili didn't care, the true meaning of the sun he visualized in his heart had already reached a limit!

"The sun is really hot, give it to me...... Come out!"

With a silent cry in his heart, a small flame finally jumped out of his left eye. The flame was no bigger than a thumb, and as soon as it appeared, it changed unpredictably, turning into a gilded color, and then a dull purple-red color.

This flame suddenly swelled, and it burned along the heavy pressure of Sun Libu, and instantly turned into a sea of fire, burning the vacuum into nothingness!

"What kind of fire is this!"

The true fire of the sun spread rapidly towards Sun Li along the coercion, as if it had condensed into a terrifying chain of fire between Fang Shili and Sun Li.

"What kind of fire is this!" Sun Li was shocked in his heart, this flame could actually scorch the coercion of the Yuanying Peak Cultivator, how grotesque was this?

Just as he was caught off guard, a little spark splashed on Sun Li's sleeve, and suddenly the gray robe on his body instantly burned into nothingness along the sleeve hem. Sun Li's face changed suddenly, he felt an amazing burning sensation coming from his arm, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and the vast mana like a sea of smoke surged out, like a big river rushing towards his arm. Fortunately, what he cultivated was the Ice Sword Spirit, and at this moment, the endless cold qi was consumed with the mana frantically, and he could finally wipe out this bit of spark.

Only then did Sun Li raise his head and look at Fang Shili, his face was cloudy.

Fang Shili no longer looked at him, but instead looked at Yan Qiyun's family of three, his eyes revealing calm and cold.

"The sun is really hot, let me wear out their souls!"

He bent his fingers, and a blazing true fire appeared in the middle of the three of them in an instant, and with a slight flicker, he wrapped them all in it.

He wants to let the souls of these three people disappear, and there will be no reincarnation again, completely dissipating between this heaven and earth!

There were terrifying fluctuations in the sea of fire, and even Sun Li didn't dare to touch even the slightest bit of it, so he had to watch Yan Jiaoyun Suluo and their son cry for help and struggle in the sea of fire.

This Sun True Fire is Sun Li, a Yuan Infant True Monarch like Sun Li, must be treated with caution, not to mention these three ordinary people who have no cultivation? Under common sense, they simply can't hold on to a breath in the Sun True Fire and they will be annihilated, and this situation is deliberately done by Fang Shili. If he failed to make them suffer enough, how could he be willing to let them go like this?

Fang Shili's old and decayed face was clearly extinguished under the reflection of this sea of fire, and a pair of cloudy eyes were illuminated like gold and blood. He looked at the expressions of the three people whose pain was distorted to the extreme, gently stroked Zhao Di's already cold face, and sighed: "Zhao Di, the eldest brother has already avenged you." Don't worry, the eldest brother will let their family of three never be born, lest they will pollute your eyes again when they arrive in Huangquan. ”

......

In the middle of the sound, Fang Shili's divine consciousness was completely lost, and he could no longer support the communication with the sun, and this sun true fire finally dissipated.

The moment the flames dissipated, the creepy wails of the flames finally came to an abrupt end, leaving not even a speck of dust in place.

The hearts of the people were terrified, and they clearly saw that the soul of the family of three was burned into a puff of green smoke, and then burned into nothingness by the flames.

Fang Shili seemed to have been drained of his last bit of strength, and fell to the ground weakly. But he still held Zhao Di's body and refused to let go. He fell from mid-air with a dull crashing sound.

Sun Li frowned, staring at Fang Shili carefully, as if he wanted to see through him. He really couldn't figure out how such a condensed boy could contain such a powerful flame in his body, although he was carelessly contaminated by this flame, if he didn't despise him too much, this flame would not have touched him at all. But even so, we must not ignore the power of this flame itself, scorching the pressure, burning the soul, and there are very few people in the world who can match it.

Sun Li's heart was a little hot, if he could snatch this flame and refine it into the half-opened Purple Mansion, I am afraid that he would be able to use the monstrous power of this flame to directly open the Purple Mansion in an instant! But how to make this flame not hurt the Purple Mansion is a big problem......

Fang Shili no longer paid attention to anyone, stood up with difficulty, and slowly walked forward with Zhaodi in his arms.

His body at this moment was already decaying, his spiritual power and divine consciousness were gone, his body was already withered and wrinkled, there was not much left of his longevity, and the light of his soul was dim. With white hair like snow, this dignity, I am afraid that even people who are familiar with him will not be able to recognize this drooping old man as the once tall and proud young man.

Fang Shili walked extremely slowly, and in his current state, he couldn't walk fast at all, and he had only walked hundreds of zhang after half a cup of tea.

Looking at Fang Shili's back swaying, and he was about to trip several times, Sun Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes widened confidently again.

He was a great monk who had half a foot in the Purple Mansion, but he didn't expect to be frightened by a junior who was just condensing veins today. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be annoyed, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

Moreover, he was determined to obtain that mysterious flame, and he had already regarded it as his own bag, how could he be willing to let Fang Shili leave like this? Sun Li's eyes sank slightly, and the momentum around him surged towards Fang Shili: "Boy, you killed someone in Luojian City, do you think you can leave so easily?"

Fang Shili was not much different from a mortal at the moment, he was pressed by this manic momentum, he couldn't stand in an instant, one knee couldn't bear the pressure, and he fell to the ground with a pop.