Only a dozen earth-shattering voices were heard, and the formation maintained by Luo Yue, the red bald man on the periphery, led by many junior Yuanying cultivators, trembled for a while before returning to calm.

Du Tianye, who avoided the bombardment of more than a dozen spiritual thunders in the dialect, was also surprised, these spiritual thunder powers seemed to exceed his expectations, but this method may be useful in the face of a dead formation that cannot move its position, if there is no one around, I am afraid that the dialect can break this formation with the continuous bombardment of these spiritual thunders, but it is not necessary to use it to fight with the monk, at least it cannot hurt a distracted mid-stage monk like himself.

Du Tianye secretly muttered a few words in his heart, his eyes staring at the dialect over there without leaving for a moment, and in the earth-shattering sound just now, the power of his accumulated salary sword technique also reached the dialect body again.

What surprised Du Tianye happened again, the power was even more powerful than the previous one, and the accumulated salary sword technique bombarded Fang Yan again, still under the starlight, Fang Yan's figure trembled slightly a few times, and he urged the exercise again, although Du Tianye even saw the slight movement of Fang Yan's throat, it was certain that this time Fang Yan was damaged again, but after all, it was still not as he wanted, and in an instant, Du Tianye had seen another row of spiritual thunder bombarding towards him.

Du Tianye, who had once again repeated the previous action, was once again shocked by the defensive power of the dialect in his heart.

For the power defense of the high-grade spiritual weapon, Du Tianye Red Bald Luo Yue and the three of them had already prepared, originally with the strength of three mid-stage distraction monks, they would be surrounded and killed in such a formation, and it would not take long to kill them, but they didn't expect that Fang Yan was no longer the Yuan Infant cultivator of the year, and he had already broken through the distraction tribulation.

That's the case, the three mid-stage great cultivators were just a little surprised, and they didn't care too much, even if the dialect was already distracted, it was only a few years of distraction, and the strength was naturally stronger than the original Yuanying cultivation, but it was also limited, but the next thing was to make them give birth to a trace of solemnity, and the other party conjured up a seventh-order demon beast with that high-grade spiritual weapon, as well as a magic weapon that he got out of nowhere, and he barely lasted more than half an hour of continuous attack and killing, and it seemed that the mana did not consume much.

Even so, the three mid-stage distraction cultivators were only a little heavier in their hearts, as long as the other party couldn't urge the thunder escape magic weapon to escape, how could a mere distraction early stage cultivator be the opponent of the three of them, not to mention that there were also a number of junior Yuan Ying disciples around them to assist in urging the formation to imprison the void.

But I didn't expect that the monks of the Heavenly Star Sect were not invited, but the monks of the Wu Clan, who had not been seen in front of them for a long time, arrived, and there were still as many as nine, and as a last resort, the three of them gave up the plan of grinding and killing, and Du Tianye planned to directly seriously injure or even kill the dialect, even if there were some things missing, including exercises, it was better to get it as soon as possible, otherwise it would drag on for a long time, and it was difficult to say that these Wu monks would not recruit the monks of the Heavenly Star Sect.

These were originally things that the three of them had been planning for a long time, and many situations had been considered, although there was a slight deviation in the promotion of Fang Yan's cultivation, but it was not much different, even if there was an accident from the Wu clan, it only made the three of them plan a little different, and it became more intense from a safe capture, but they would not have thought that Fang Yan himself would have such strength.

The scene that should have been killed or captured was not discovered, and Fang Yan not only did not suffer serious injuries, but instead urged various means to fight back one after another.

In the past, he chose to grind and kill the consumption of the dialect, also in order to capture him alive, in order to have the body refining exercises on the dialect's body, but none of the three of them regarded this set of body refining exercises as heavier than the high-grade spiritual weapon, and at this moment, Du Tianye was really surprised, and for the first time gave birth to the idea that the value of this set of exercises seemed to be no less than that of the high-grade spiritual weapon.

This time, the momentum of the dialect was even more than before, with the supreme defense of the Star Burial Robe, as well as his own original cultivation to the fourth layer, and the Sanskrit Technique Body Forging Technique, which had been greatly improved in the Wu Clan's barren mound, received two bombardments from the opponent, and the dialect once again flew towards Du Tianye.

In the face of the bombardment of the dialect, Du Tianye, who was also surprised that the dialect could take over the bombardment of his continuous salary sword technique, urged the power of the sword light, stopped them all, his face was a little more solemn, and at the same time sent a divine sense message to the dialect: "Hand over the magic weapon, leave the exercises, spare you from death, and let you go after being imprisoned for a thousand years, otherwise you won't have this chance to wait a while." ”

At such a point, Du Tianye did not give up the idea of capturing the dialect alive, even much more than before, but the dialect had no intention of talking at all, and the only thing to meet Du Tianye was continuous bombardment, Du Tianye only paused for a moment, and then a series of spiritual thunder accompanied by the sword light bombarded again.

"Toast without eating and eating and drinking. Du Tianye's expression was sharp, and the movements in his hands were a few points sharper, and in an instant, the sword light that was already extremely powerful, exceeding the power of ordinary high-grade spiritual weapons, was once again like a hot oil pouring fire, and the sudden momentum was more than doubled, and Du Tianye's face also showed an abnormal red.

But he heard a cold snort in the dialect: "I also toast Du Daoyou with a glass of wine." ”

Hearing Fang Yan's sudden words, for some reason, Du Tianye's heart was slightly cold, and he immediately pressed down, and the accumulated salary sword technique that had been urged was about to get out of control, and with Du Tianye's loud shout, he poured towards Fang Yan again, this time, Du Tianye was completely sure that Fang Yan would be seriously injured, even if his body already had the defensive power of a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

It's just that before he knew what the outcome of the dialect would be, Du Tianye suddenly found that a trace of stagnant power appeared around his body, like a silk spider web, which seemed to fix his body in place.

Actually want to use this way to confront those spiritual thunder bombardments head-on? If you really want to be imprisoned by these condensing powers, can that mid-stage distraction cultivation still be called distraction mid-stage cultivation? Du Tianye, who laughed secretly, moved slightly, and several inconspicuous fluctuations emanated from his body, and after an instant, Du Tianye had already detached himself from those condensing powers, and at the same time avoided several spiritual thunders.

"You've been fooled. Du Tianye, who was staring at Fang Yan, wanting to see him seriously injured under his accumulated salary sword technique, and even had already given birth to Du Tianye, who had already saved Fang Yan's Yuan Ying Divine Soul before he made a last-minute move to collect the magic weapon, suddenly heard Fang Yan's cold words coming into his ears.

Before he realized what Fang Yan meant by this, Du Tianye had already realized that his defensive shield was suddenly cut open by an extremely powerful blade, and it came towards his body in an instant.

"Huh?" Du Tianye, who was shocked, no longer cared about what kind of effect his sword technique could achieve, and immediately urged all kinds of exercises to stop this unknown killing power, he knew that his body was not comparable to the defense of a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and the power that could penetrate his own defensive shield could also damage his own body.

"Dao Technique?" In an instant, he finally saw that the power that almost touched his body was a jet-black bladed sword, just piled up Du Tianye's exclamation suddenly sounded, and the horror in his voice was not concealed at all.

In the original black and sharp blade, a will suddenly flashed, although it was only for a moment, but the will contained in the blade knife was clearly recognizable, originally not as good as the blade of the top grade spirit weapon, after having this will, Shengsheng cut a gap in the several defenses that he temporarily urged, and instantly disappeared into his body, and then Du Tianye sensed a killing force and an annihilation force raging in his meridian body.

The red bald man and Luo Yue, who were urging the formation around, suddenly heard Du Tianye's miserable voice, and before they knew what was happening, they saw Du Tianye's figure flying towards him, his breath was sluggish, and there was a long wound on his body, oozing black blood.

It is normal for the breath to be sluggish, the red bald Luo Yue and Du Tianye have been friends for more than 10,000 years, and they all know that Du Tianye's salary sword technique is extremely powerful, but it needs to lose itself, to the surprise of the red bald Luo Yue and the two, at this moment, Du Tianye did not return with the victory he should have, but flew over in embarrassment, just behind him, there was a black blade flickering, and in the distance was the dialect that should have been captured or even killed, although the breath was also a little sluggish, but it was chasing towards Du Tianye.