"Let's ...... away"

"Get out of the way of me, or you'll be killed......"

Liu Mo was really defeated so quickly that the few black shadows who were about to escape didn't even notice it.

They also wanted to escape while Liu Mozhen was fighting with Fang Yuan, and escape from the complicated muddy waters right now!

But very helplessly, after Fang Yuan appeared, the courage of the Xiaozhufeng disciples increased again, plus they had just known that someone had died at the hands of the Shenxiao Peak disciples just now, and they were sad and angry for a while, and they desperately greeted them, facing these red-eyed Xiaozhufeng disciples one by one, these black shadows were a little cold, but they couldn't care about anything else, at this time, they could only grit their teeth one by one and shout, desperately making crazy shots, wanting to knock these people aside!

"If one of them escapes, Xiao Zhufeng's disciples who died will be hard to look at!"

But at this time, Lu Qingguan's voice also sounded coldly.

At this time, he already had the support of the disciples of the first group by his side, and he was safe and worry-free, and he could guide the changes of the great array with all his might.

"You ...... You don't want to force me ......"

These black shadows also shouted desperately at this time, seeing that the situation was sinister, they couldn't care about anything, and all kinds of magic weapons at the bottom of the box were sacrificed, just now they had ghosts in their hearts, and they didn't want to reveal their true mystical skills and magic weapons, for fear that they would be recognized afterwards, but at this critical juncture, where can they take care of so much, naturally they will use what is convenient, and it is true to escape!

"Boom!"

A disciple of Shenxiao Peak who rushed to the front, shouted desperately, and in the Qiankun bag, a big black iron spear more than three zhang long suddenly flew out, and at the same time, he slapped his palms, and he had already performed the Yin and Yang Imperial Divine Technique, and above his head, a fierce god manifested, directly stretched out his hand, and held the spear, which looked fierce and powerful, and swept out in front of him with a fierce shot......

"Not good...... Flash ......"

The disciples of Xiao Zhufeng who stopped in front of him were also trembling at this time, this person was clearly cultivating the Yin Yang Imperial Divine Technique to an extremely high level, and he was a cultivator at the peak of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, where could they imagine that the shot was swept down, even if four or five of them sacrificed the golden armor talisman at the same time, they were not sure that they could stop it......

Even Senior Sister Xiao Qiao, who was protecting Lu Qingguan, was also thinking like this, and hurriedly let them dodge.

It's just that it's too late to flash at this time.

The heinous and ferocious shot had been swept down.

The disciple of Shenxiao Peak clearly didn't spare his hand at all, and he didn't know how many unjust souls he would have to add to this shot......

"Smack......

But at this moment, a big hand with blue gold suddenly fell from the sky and grabbed the body of the black iron spear.

Rao is body of the spear contains indescribable terrifying divine power, and he can't move at all.

"Who is it?"

This Shenxiao Peak disciple turned around in horror, only to see that big hand, which was actually a golden armor divine probe on top of Fang Yuan's head.

At this time, Fang Yuan stood three zhang away from him, his mana was swinging, urging with all his strength, above his head, there was also a fierce god phantom, and it looked no worse than him, a fierce god who had cultivated for seven or eight years, and even higher than him in terms of condensation, which immediately made his whole person stunned, and his fierce eyes showed a look of disbelief......

"Yin and Yang Imperial Divine Formula......

"How do you know the Yin and Yang Imperial Divine Technique......"

He subconsciously screamed, and at the same time the iron gun let go, waiting for a change of move.

"You will, I will ......"

Fang Yuan drank vigorously, snatched the iron spear, held it above his head, and swept it over with a single shot.

"Titicaca ......"

The divine appearance above the head of the disciple of Shenxiao Peak was actually directly swept away by his shot, and the endless spiritual light was scattered, and even the disciple whose Xuan Gong was broken vomited blood, and there was no longer the strength to fight again in his heart, but he staggered around and wanted to escape!

"Huh!"

But at this moment, Fang Yuan had already slashed at him with a sword, and his figure passed by him.

"I will, but you don't!"

When he finished saying this, he didn't raise his head anymore, and rushed towards the other Shenxiao Peak disciples.

"You ......"

The shouting that was shouting for the disciples of Shenxiao Peak stopped abruptly, and the whole person was stunned.

Half an hour later, a big head rose to the sky, and in the neck cavity, the fountain of blood flew out!

He ...... Is he crazy?"

"This little bamboo peak is true...... How dare you...... How dare you kill us like this?"

There were still four black shadows left, and they were also horrified to see the scene of Fang Yuan's decapitation with one sword, and they were immediately stunned.

Although their strength is not low, by this time, they no longer have half of their fighting intentions......

Is that still human?

It's just a treasure pill, why ...... Why did it become such a killing of each other?

In their eyes, even Fang Yuan's green robe seemed to be covered with a layer of blood, like a blood god!

And here, there is only one thought left in their hearts......

...... Escape!

Get out of here quickly, save your life from the hands of the murderous god!

"Little Dream ......"

Looking at their panicked appearances, Fang Yuan just narrowed his eyes and looked at the two black shadows that were fleeing eastward.

A Dharma seal in his left hand was knotted, like a lotus flower.

A blue and dreamlike light flickered in the air, and the speed of the two black shadows suddenly slowed down.

It's not that they don't want to escape, but they feel that their mana is disordered, and it seems that both legs are entangled.

"Let's do it together, kill him......"

These two people were originally masters of the Xiaoqing Dream Technique, and they suddenly fell into the move, and their hearts suddenly became cold, but they didn't expect that they had been immersed in this Xiao Qing Dream Technique for many years, and now they were actually restrained by others with this technique, and in a hurry, they immediately made a decision, and shouted desperately, their mana surged, and they turned around desperately, and the two flying swords were sacrificed, turning into meteors and stabbing towards Fang Yuan.

"Smack" "Smack"

And Fang Principle was that his body did not move, above his head, the green qi soared, a fierce god conjured up, two big hands suddenly poked out, and he actually held the two flying swords in his hands, and then desperately hit the middle, and the two flying swords immediately became pieces!

The two of them were in a state of mind, and at the same time a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this moment, Fang Yuan had already stepped out, and the Golden Armor God came with a punch.

Rumble!

The figures of these two immortal disciples flew out at the same time, one hit a towering giant tree, and the bones were broken, and when they fell to the ground, they were already out of breath and less in qi, and the other fell into the mire, and the injury was relatively light, but they were already frightened, and they were about to get up with difficulty, and they had to escape, but at this time, the little Zhufeng disciple who had already accumulated a belly of fire around him had already rushed up, taking advantage of his slow movement, all kinds of magic weapon talismans came out together, directly drowning him.

"Two more ......"

Fang Yuan finally turned his head and looked westward, his gaze was cold, and the demon mark on his sword bloomed with a surging demonic light.

At this time, the two black shadows that fled to the west had already broken out of the encirclement and had rushed dozens of feet away.

The two of them had already realized the tragic situation behind them, but they were also completely frightened, they didn't seem to expect Fang Yuan to dare to kill so much, they didn't dare to stop at all, they just wanted to escape, and they escaped without looking back......

But Fang Yuan, who was looking at the two of them from behind, only had a slightly cold gaze at this time.

"Go ahead!"

Fang Yuan waved the sleeves of his robe, and the Demon Seal Sword in his hand suddenly turned into a streamer and flew out!

He didn't have a flying sword, but at this moment, the Demon Seal Sword was connected to his heart, and it was actually more flexible than the flying sword......

"Whoosh!"

The Demon Seal Sword turned into a snow light, sweeping dozens of feet away.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, do you really want to kill them all?"

The black shadow on the left was aware of it, and there was a sadness in his heart, he knew that he couldn't escape, he jumped up desperately, screamed with grief and indignation in his mouth, and at the same time desperately cast the purple air flow cloud technique, and the purple qi bloomed from his body, turning into a dao barrier, to block the sword light, but after he cast the purple air flow cloud technique, the whole person realized that something was wrong.

He looked down at his chest.

There's a hole there!

That sword came too fast, and his purple air flow cloud technique had already penetrated his heart before he could use it.

"Wait for the black scarf to be masked, the identity is unknown, and you invade my Xiaozhufeng territory at night, am I not right?"

Fang Yuan's voice sounded coldly, as if in response to the words of this black shadow before he died.

And his figure, at this time, had already flown by, straight forward, the magic seal sword circled in the air, back to his hand, and he swept with his sword, hunting in green robes, like a meteor, straight towards the last black shadow!

"Plop ......"

The last black shadow, already frightened, but when desperately fleeing for his life, he tripped under his feet, fell to the ground, and the whole person was already frightened by the six gods, when he turned his head to look, he saw Fang Yuan's green robe swept in front of him, and the sword that flashed with a strange demonic light crossed a perfect arc in the air and slashed down towards himself......

He was also a cultivator of the eighth level of Qi cultivation, even one level higher than Fang Yuan.

But at this time, his mind was seized by the sword, and he couldn't even resist it......

But maybe it was the blessing of the soul, and just when Fang Yuan's sword was about to fall down, he suddenly thought of something, desperately ripped off the black scarf on his face, and shouted with a raised face: "Senior Brother Fang Yuan, spare my life, I am Cui Jianhong, a disciple of Shenxiao Peak......"

"Whoa......

The sword came to a halt in front of him.

The sharp sword rays were less than a finger away from his face, and the sword qi even stabbed his face!

"I ...... I am a disciple of Shenxiao Peak, Senior Brother Fang Yuan, don't kill me......"

The black shadow was already frightened, and kept kowtowing on the ground, screaming in a trembling voice.

"Huh!"

Fang Yuan's sword turned around and was put into its scabbard.

Then he also exhaled a long breath, turned around and left, and his voice was indifferent: "Let's all take it!"