Fang Yan realized that the Xingchen Mist Mirage, a technique that was rarely used after cultivation, had a different effect, but he didn't expect that his actions made the two of them even more murderous, and suddenly, the power of the talisman surged, and the bursts of breath invaded the mist of the Star Mist Mirage, and then suppressed the spirituality of the Dawu Sword Array again, and then the flying sword power of the monk surnamed Bai was improved again.

I didn't expect these two mid-stage distraction monks to be so difficult and persecuted by the other party, Fang Yan couldn't help but feel a little depressed: "I just dragged it a little bit before, but I didn't expect it to reach such a point, but if you want to kill yourself just by relying on this, it will be worse, and at the worst, you can simply throw out the body of the distraction mid-stage monk who has only been killed for a short time and blow it up, even if you can't kill the two of them directly, you will definitely be able to blast out a way out." ”

Thinking about it so far, the dialect that was suppressed by the two people did not show any panic, and they still calmly urged the Great Wu Sword Formation to hold on to the flying sword power of the monk surnamed Bai, no matter how you suppress it, as long as you can't disperse the Great Wu Sword Formation, what are you afraid of.

It's just that he was so persecuted by the other party, and Fang Yan also had a lot of anger in his heart, for the formation runes, the dialects have always believed in themselves, but today they were suppressed by that person with a rune to such a situation, although it is different from his own formation runes, but it is also a homologous thing.

Fang Yan completely submerged his divine consciousness into the Great Wu Sword Formation, but he wanted to use the formation cultivation to break the power of this talisman.

It's just a few breaths, dozens of breaths have passed, nearly a hundred breaths have passed, and there is still no progress, if there is enough time, maybe the dialect can explore something, and it is difficult to explore it immediately in the current battle, the mysteries contained in this talisman are vaguely similar to the formation runes mastered by the dialect, but there is a big difference when carefully explored, the Dawu sword array is being suppressed more and more tightly, and dozens of flying swords have been hovering within the range of less than half a zhang on the side of the dialect.

Fang Yan didn't seem to notice that if it weren't for the non-stop power of the Great Wu Sword Array, the Hu Dao people in the Star Burial Robe would have thought that the Fang Yan was quiet and couldn't extricate themselves, and the Hu Dao people who were a little anxious in their hearts didn't disturb Fang Yan's thoughts, but just urged the Star Burial Robe with all their might, guarding against all kinds of breath power that might attack and kill.

Suddenly, Hu Daoren heard the sound of dialect shouting, and at the same time, there was also the joy of dialect from the heart, and then looked at dialect, Hu Daoren saw a scene of surprise.

The Great Wu Sword Formation, which had been more and more suppressed before, was still hovering within less than half a zhang of Fang Yan's side, but the originally dim sword light suddenly skyrocketed, even a few points more powerful than before.

En, Hu Daoren can clearly sense that the aura of the talisman outside has not yet dissipated, and the spirituality in the thunder sword of the Great Wu Sword Array is still confused, and it is impossible for such a power to flash, what is going on? For a while, Hu Daoren was a little confused, but Hu Daoren's doubts were only for a moment, and just when a thought came to his heart, the two monks who greeted the sword light of the Great Wu Sword Array outside also shouted out Hu Daoren's conjecture: "Dao Technique?"

The Great Wu Sword Array, which suppressed the spirituality by the Fu Bao Talisman, suddenly shot out a sword light power containing will, not a Taoist technique, the situation was reversed in an instant, the initial sword light was still somewhat convergent, and the second sword light was even more powerful, it was originally a battle to suppress and suppress, with the sudden increase in the power of the Great Wu Sword Array, the first thing that was affected was the flying sword power of the monk surnamed Bai, with the roar of several Jin Ge, the extraordinary flying sword power was repelled dozens of zhang.

"Haha, kill me. The voice of the dialect sounded again, and there was excitement that could not be concealed, and several sword lights flashed at the same time, two of which met the flying sword power of the returning monk surnamed Bai, while the rest were just slashing back and forth in the surrounding void.

The seemingly useless move caused the exclamation of the monk surnamed Qiao: "Boy, dare." He has not urged the means of killing, and at the same time, he also sacrificed a long knife magic weapon to attack and kill the dialect, it is also a medium-grade spiritual weapon, but the power is much worse than the flying sword of the monk surnamed Bai, no wonder he has not made a move before, thinking that it is to avoid his own shortcomings, compared to the power of the talisman and the round shield to imprison the surroundings, the killing power of this long knife is somewhat unworthy of the name of the distracted mid-stage monk.

"Don't give up, let's see if you can stop it. It was when he was in high spirits, he noticed the other party's actions, just sneered, urging a series of sword lights, with these sword lights shuttling back and forth, the big Wu sword array that had been suppressed in front of the dialect gradually became smart, and under the rising tide, the sword light that the dialect urged again became more powerful, and the original sword light that went back and forth was used by the dialect to cut off the breath of the talisman.

"Bai Daoyou, don't keep your hands any longer, the power of the talisman is difficult to last, if it goes on like this, I am afraid that it will be broken by this person, and it will be you and me who will flee in embarrassment. The monk surnamed Qiao, who was in a rage, shouted, and was already a little flustered.

With a roar, he saw the monk surnamed Bai exhale a breath in his mouth again, which was mixed with a few golden, and in such a situation, the monk once again used the method of pressing the bottom of the box, spurting out his own essence blood, and then his flying sword power increased again, if it was only equivalent to the power of a high-grade spiritual weapon before, at this moment the flying sword revealed a real high-grade spiritual weapon breath.

It's just that it seems to be a little late, and when he sensed this high-grade spiritual weapon aura, his expression moved slightly, and several sword lights instantly merged into one strand, and went straight towards this flying sword that was forcibly promoted to the top-grade spiritual weapon level with the help of natal essence blood: "If it is really a high-grade spirit weapon, I will be a little more afraid, with my natal essence blood, I want to see how much natal essence blood you can squander." ”

Every time he bombarded, he could see a tremor of the monk surnamed Bai, as the dialect said, this flying sword, which was originally only a medium-grade spiritual weapon, was forcibly promoted, after all, it was not a high-grade spiritual weapon, and in the bombardment again and again, it was not only the flying sword itself that was bombarded, but also the monk surnamed Bai, who was closely related to him.

However, in an instant, there have been hundreds of impacts, although the power of the flying sword's top-grade spiritual weapon is strong, and the sword light of the dialect's Dawu Sword Array is not much weaker, but what the dialect has lost is only the divine sense mana, and it will be able to hold on for a long time, but the monk surnamed Bai does not have such confidence as the dialect, otherwise he would not have waited until this time to do so.

The two monks are too late to regret it, seeing that their own bombardment methods are difficult to work, but the momentum of the other party is getting stronger and stronger, at this moment, the two of them will no longer think that they can take advantage of this distraction monk in the early stage, at this moment it is not whether they can defeat each other and grab how many magic weapons, now they may want to think about how to lose the least, but at this moment, the two of them have already suffered great losses, a treasure talisman, and the natal essence blood of the monk surnamed Bai.

The dialect that urged the Great Wu Sword Array to bombard and kill in all directions noticed a slight fluctuation in the divine consciousness between the two monks, and then heard the white monk's voice shouting: "Boy, take it again." ”

Hearing the monk's shout, Fang Yan's heart froze, and a dangerous aura suddenly flashed out, and in an instant, a powerful energy suddenly burst out, and a huge impact came towards Fang Yan.

This is the dialect immediately sensed the other party's movements, and the dialect, which has long used the self-detonation magic weapon as his own means, finally encountered an opponent who blew up his magic weapon, and this opponent was actually a distracted mid-stage monk whose cultivation was higher than his own, I don't know whether to be proud or to shout bad luck.

At this time, Fang Yan no longer had the time to think about these thoughts, and the moment he sensed this power, he didn't bombard the surroundings, and immediately retracted the Great Wu Sword Array, and at the same time, the power of the Star Burial Robe was urged to the extreme.

A high-grade spiritual weapon, even if it is just a high-grade spiritual weapon that has been forcibly improved with the help of a secret method, so self-detonating, the power is definitely not to be underestimated, and in an instant, the dialect in the star burial robe sensed a huge impact hitting him.