At this time, the blood qi on Fang Yuan's body was getting stronger and stronger, and it looked as if he had run some kind of evil method to the extreme.

The young master of Chengtian stared at the senses, and his brows furrowed.

With the strength of his divine sense, he could naturally tell that Fang Yuan was not cultivating the method of the Heavenly Sword Code at this time, but the key point was that if he was not cultivating the method of the Heavenly Sword Codex, then how did he achieve this level?

Thinking of this lifeless sword mound again, Fang Yuan took them to find it, and even the sword scripture hidden deep in the Langya Pavilion was also taken out by him, the young master of Chengtian couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, and looked at Fang Yuan with a cold look in his eyes.

"Young master, the blood on his body is so powerful, and there is some kind of sword intent floating ......"

An elder of the Heavenly Sword Dao was already a little unable to hold back, and the more he looked at Fang Yuan, the more frightened he felt.

They entered this Lifeless Sword Shrine originally to find an inheritance to solve their hidden diseases, but now that they had come after a lot of hardships, they only ended up in vain, so they couldn't help but link the changes in Fang Yuan's body with the inheritance of the Third Sword Demon.

The eyes of the young master of Chengtian also changed, and he was extremely curious about Fang Yuan's current state, but he clearly felt that Fang Yuan was very fragile at this time, and it seemed that he was at a critical time in his practice, if he interrupted him, I am afraid that it would immediately be a meridian and his body would collapse, if he was outside, he didn't care, but within this ninth snow line, it was dangerous.

If Fang Yuan's soul was shattered, he wouldn't be able to save it.

"And take a good look at him, he will never escape from our palms!"

The young master of Chengtian was silent for a long time, his eyes swept over Fang Yuan, who was sitting on the ground, and the group of seriously injured Sword Washing Pool disciples, and secretly made a decision in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Even if this lifeless sword mound is empty, one more Yuanying Sword Immortal's sword heart, as well as four or five elite white-robed divine souls, are enough to cover the loss of our trip in......"

When the other elders heard this, they all nodded secretly, and looked at the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool.

What the young master said is actually good, since the lifeless sword mound is empty, then of course he has to take something else with him.

Although they couldn't find the Sword Sutra they expected, these few Sword Washing Pool disciples were enough to compensate for their losses.

Not to mention anything else, among these people, there is a Yuanying Sword Immortal!

The soul of the Yuanying Sword Immortal, how important is that, to get such a soul, his own strength is simply several times over, and now there is such an injured Yuanying Sword Immortal here, the young master of Chengtian has already obtained the soul of the Yuanying Sword Immortal before, and in terms of his sword intent, it is impossible to refine another soul, and the rest is not cheap?

Even if it is a Yuan Ying Sword Immortal, it is not enough for four people, so isn't there a few sword washing pool white robes left?

These white robes are all one in a million kendo geniuses, and they are all very valuable!

If you take them down, then no matter what, you will make a lot of money.

Thinking of this, the eyes of all the demons couldn't help but look at the group of Sword Washing Pool disciples who were clustered together.

After injuring them, they didn't immediately kill the killer, not because these demons didn't know the truth of killing them all, but because they came from the ice and snow, they also consumed a huge amount of money, and their mana didn't work well.

"Whoa......

The four sword lights shot out at the same time, and they all slashed towards the Yuanying Sword Immortal.

The four elders are not stupid, since they want to make a move, they naturally have to kill the strongest person among them first!

When the Yuanying Sword Immortal saw this scene, his eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned cold.

Anxiously wanted to raise the sword to resist, but Shicai was injured by the sword spirit of the young master of Chengtian, and he couldn't run in one breath, and he saw that the four sword lights arrived in front of him, and he was actually powerless to resist, and a little sadness and indignation suddenly appeared in his eyes!

What people didn't expect was that before these four sword lights could be slashed on the body of the Yuanying Sword Immortal, they suddenly changed.

Among the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool, there was a short white-robed swordsman who looked very inconspicuous, but just as these four sword lights suddenly struck forward, he suddenly sighed, and the translucent ice sword behind him was instantly taken in his hand, and then stepped forward, the sword intent roared, permeating the surroundings, like a monstrous wave, straight towards the four elders!

"Kenshin?"

"Ten Thousand Year Ice Spirit Sword?"

The four great Chengtian elders were taken aback for a moment, they never expected that this person was only in the Jindan realm, and he actually cultivated the sword heart.

Moreover, what this person was holding in his hand was one of the seven famous swords of the Sword Washing Pool, under the destruction of the sword heart, with such a move, the cold flew three thousand miles, which was even more terrifying than the ninth wind and snow in the sword mound, and instantly rolled up to his body.

These four people were so frightened that they fled as they could be, but how could they escape from this sword light?

"Huh!"

At this moment, the young master of Chengtian, who had been watching coldly from the side, suddenly the black sword came out of its sheath and slashed straight at it, and the shadow of Elder Min appeared around him, and the sword intent impacted, and he slashed directly into the wind and snow, but he only heard a sound of it, and the 10,000-year-old ice spirit sword in the hand of the short black-robed swordsman was immediately swept away, and he almost flew out of his hand, and the surrounding chill suddenly disappeared.

"There is actually a person who has cultivated Kenshin in ......"

"It's actually just the Jindan realm......"

"I actually brought such a divine sword......

The four elders all looked at the short, white-robed man with a look of horror on their faces.

The young master of Chengtian didn't seem to be surprised at all, and said with a faint smile: "The sword of the Sword Washing Pond Hanguang Peak is Xuanchi, I didn't expect Hanguang Peak to pass on the Ten Thousand Miles Ice Spirit Sword to you so early, is it because you have not married a Yuan Baby, and you have cultivated the sword heart? Hehe, you are hiding in the crowd, temporarily lucky, did you want to kill me by surprise, but unfortunately, as soon as you came in just now, I recognized you!"

And the white-robed swordsman named Xuan Chi also rubbed his right wrist, his face showed a little self-deprecation, and said: "It's our carelessness, we believe in our sword knowledge too much, but we didn't expect you to refine Elder Min's divine soul so quickly, and you can actually use her sword knowledge to cover your aura, but you have to think that the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool are so easy to be eaten by you, it is a big mistake!"

As he spoke, he walked up to the disciples, crossed his chest with a sword, and protected everyone.

Behind him, except for the disciples who were extremely injured, everyone else also stood up strongly.

Seeing that a big battle was about to start, the white cat hurriedly ran to Fang Yuan's side and squatted down, taking up a position and preparing to watch the show.

"Don't spare any more hands, kill them......"

The four sword lights shot out at the same time, and the power was used to the extreme, and they all slashed towards the sword master named Xuan Chi.

Since they want to make a move, they naturally have to cut off the strongest person among them first!

Thundered!

The sword intent is vertical and horizontal, the murderous spirit is awe-inspiring, and a big battle begins immediately.

Chengtian Sword Dao, Washing Sword Pond Sword Cultivation, good and evil are not separated, and they meet on a narrow road, and it is a matter of life and death, which is a vicious battle.

And at this time, within Fang Yuan's sea of knowledge, there was also despair.

Under the influence of the consciousness of the sea of blood, he had already given birth to pieces of demonic thoughts in the sea of consciousness.

"yes, how good is it to be in the devil?"

"After entering the demon, he will kill and kill, no matter what flood he is, everything in heaven and earth, but only in my thoughts, anyway, the world is not only me, anyway, I can't do anything about the general trend of the world, why bother to keep this line, just take care of yourself, when the catastrophe comes, there is a person who cultivates to a higher level, I don't care if so many people take refuge in the snowfield, just take care of yourself!"

"What about snatching people's souls?"

"Your cultivation, my Ganbao, when you die in Huangquan, it is the time when my cultivation rises greatly!"

"You can help me improve my cultivation, that's your ...... creation"

“...... After all, if people don't do it for themselves, heaven and earth will be destroyed!"

At this moment, he was almost disheartened and sat still, just letting the sea of blood around him skyrocket, engulfing him......

At this time, outsiders couldn't see the subtle changes in his body, at the moment of life and death, in the midst of the fierce battle, Jin Hanxue was all focused on him, keenly feeling the change of some kind of qi on Fang Yuan's body, as if he was becoming another person, he was frightened and cold, but he was frightened, and his tears flowed, and suddenly he didn't want to die, he squatted over and held Fang Yuan's hands.

The white cat, who was squatting next to him, didn't want to rush to Fang Yuan's body at this time, even if he was worried, suddenly had round eyes.

This kid, do you want to die?

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