Chapter 840: Guts
Allowing the other party to bombard the Sen Ran scroll a few times, he noticed that this magic weapon seemed to be slightly damaged, but Fang Yan still ignored it, and just tried his best to urge the mana killing blade in his body.
There was only the last trace or half of the power of annihilation, and at the moment when it was about to completely dissipate, another voice sounded in the depths of Fang Yan's heart: "Even if you wipe out all my great annihilation power, there is no chance, stop at this moment, there is still a life to spare, otherwise"
"If you have the ability, you can kill me directly, quack. Fang Yan replied coldly, and then another pill was thrown into his mouth, and the mana wrapped in the killing blade towards the only remaining power of annihilation.
In an instant, a shouting voice came from the depths of the Sen Ran Scroll, "Kill." ”
A moment later, in the midst of the great array.
"I don't know how the seniors decided. The voice of the tongue sounded, although it was slightly tired, but it was extremely dry.
Looking at the early stage of distraction who was surrounded by several of his own people, several mid-stage distraction monks all showed extremely dignified expressions, and the Lone Eagle Daoist was confident that he would kill the enemy on the opposite side with one arrow, but he didn't dare to make half a move, Sheng Jie, who had always been extremely flamboyant, stopped talking at this moment, just stared at the junior's palm, Zhou Haodao, who was originally urging the formation, and An Xiong Daoren, who was taking a turn to rest, also stopped their movements and looked at the junior who suddenly flashed out.
Several distracted mid-stage great monks were a little stunned, they had already won the battle, and they were only one step away from the final success, but they didn't expect a sudden change, but in a moment, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and the opponent who was originally trapped in the big array, at the moment when he was about to be forced into the big array, actually took the initiative to show his breath, followed by a series of formation runes.
The joy on the faces of several distracted mid-stage great cultivators had not yet risen, and the moment the longbow of the Lone Eagle Daoist was just tightened, everyone did not dare to make a trace of movement, because they suddenly found that the previous judgment was still a little wrong, after the power of the Great Annihilation disappeared, the runes condensed by the opponent were a little more powerful than before, and the series of formation runes just now were completely controlled after being integrated into the big array in an instant.
If it is the original big array, such a small section, it is controlled by others, it is nothing, with the strength of four distracted great monks, just one person can regain control in a moment, but the current large array has been compressed to the extreme, and this interception formation is just above a node, a little careless, it will burst the already overwhelmed large array.
After Fang Yan finished speaking, without waiting for a few people to answer, he threw a few pills in his mouth, and in front of a few people, he recovered his divine sense mana, but the movements of his hands did not pause for half a minute, still urging the formation runes he condensed.
Looking at the performance of the dialect bachelor, the eyes of several mid-stage distracted monks showed a little solemnity, if the interception formation was really detonated, even if the junior in the early stage of distraction in the middle of it had a high-grade spiritual weapon defense, it would be difficult to escape death, but even if the other party fell, how much better could a few of their mid-stage distraction monks be, and in the depths of this ancient desolate battlefield, how much worse could they be when they were seriously injured and fell, I am afraid that they would not even be able to get out of the barren mound plain, and a few mid-stage distraction monks would also explain here.
Regardless of the danger, kill directly, or give up, or make peace with such juniors? Either choice was not the result they wanted, and for a while, several people did not know how to speak.
After a moment, the dialect that hastily refined the elixir raised his head again: "A few seniors, have you thought about it?"
Zhongqi is a little sufficient, and the mana is also full of a lot, but the pale face can show that there is still a great problem in his body, in fact, Fang Yan also has a great hidden danger, just in order to buy time, forcibly refining the last trace of annihilation power, but it is another meridian, plus the two that have not recovered from the previous injury, Fang Yan's current state is really not good, but in the face of these four distracted mid-stage monks, it is intact and seriously injured, the difference is not too big, anyway, Fang Yan did not intend to face them head-on, there was a slight chance, so he immediately flew away, as for this field, The aura and appearance of the four people have been deeply imprinted in the soul of the sea god, and they will be found back in the future.
"Leave the magic weapon and you can leave. After a pause, the Lone Eagle Daoist said in a deep voice.
"Yes, as long as you come up with enough money, there is nothing that cannot be traded. The corners of Fang Yan's mouth raised slightly, and he said slowly.
"Fart, don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink. Sheng Jie couldn't help it, and immediately shouted.
"There are some results that I can't afford, and you may not be able to bear them, so if you don't believe it, you can give it a try. Hearing the other party's swearing, Fang Yan's expression was cold, and he said slowly, with the sound of the words, Fang Yan's right hand moved slightly, and then there was a rumbling vibration sound from the surrounding array.
"You" was choked by the dialect, and even though Sheng Jiedang, who was always conceited, was a little angry, he was only aware of the movements around him, but he didn't dare to make a reckless move.
"So bold, do you think that after leaving here, you will be safe?" Seeing the firmness of the dialect, the Lone Eagle Daoist asked again.
"Things in the future, I won't know until later, at least it's better than being killed by this formation now, a few seniors need to decide as soon as possible, the juniors are not good at cultivation, it's hard to say that they can't get out of the matter with one hand. The dialect interface said, and as he spoke, the surrounding array fluctuated again.
Threat, naked threat, the few distracted mid-stage great cultivators who should have completely gained the upper hand were a little angry, but there was nothing they could do.
"You let go, we'll let you go. The Tsing Yi monk An Xiong suddenly spoke.
"Senior, aren't you joking?" the dialect's sarcastic voice sounded, and then he said to the Lone Eagle Daoist: "This senior, put away your longbow magic weapon first, and don't stare at me anymore, otherwise I really won't be able to hold it." ”
The Lone Eagle Daoist was very familiar with his own exercises, so he naturally understood the meaning of the dialect, and when he heard the words of the dialect, he sensed the more and more violent fluctuations in the surrounding formations, and finally put away the longbow, and the Great Annihilation Technique also stopped running, and then said in a deep voice: "Since you don't want to leave first, then let's retreat first and go." "With a shout, I want to urge the body.
As the longbow magic weapon was put away, the snake-like feeling in his heart finally disappeared, and Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard this person's words, he sneered in his heart, and then said: "That's not good, senior, you can leave, but I always have to leave someone with me, so I can rest assured." ”
It sounds like a kind word between friends, but it means that everyone around you knows that the dialect is pulling a hostage-like existence to protect itself.
If several people withdraw from the threat range of the formation, the dialect has not become a living target, and let the other party do it, the dialect will not let this kind of thing happen, but it seems a little unreliable for a distracted early stage monk to take a middle stage of distraction monk as a hostage.
"Okay, I'll stay, a few fellow Daoists, you just retreat first. Sheng Jie's voice sounded.
This time, Fang Yan didn't object again, just looked at Sheng Jie who was speaking, and nodded in agreement.
Several distracted mid-stage great cultivators glanced at each other, and then the three of them slowly urged the body method, An Xiong Dao people, and Zhou Hao Dao people, and flew out towards the periphery of the formation, and did not relax their vigilance a little during the journey, not to guard against the dialect himself, but to worry about the big array that was originally arranged by himself and others.
"Boy, I have to say, I have to admire your courage, what are you going to do when you come down? Holding me hostage to cultivate here?Waiting to be promoted to the middle stage of distraction?" Watching several companions leave, Sheng Jie looked at the dialect and said, there was no lack of sarcasm in his words, making a monk who was distracted from the early stage and junior teasing again and again, and the anger in Sheng Jie's heart could be imagined.
"A few people are not small, with the cultivation of the middle stage of distraction, chasing and killing the core disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect, there are few people in the entire Xuanlan Domain who dare to do this. ”
"Core disciple? " Sheng Jie paused slightly when he heard this, and then laughed a few times: "Do you think that the name of a core disciple can scare others, boy, the cultivation world will always be respected by strength." ”