The Beidou Sword Qi was created by Fang Zhixing by combining the Six-Vein Divine Sword and Dan Qingsheng's Sword Qi method, and the power was between the two, although it was not as good as the Six-Vein Divine Sword, the consumption was much smaller. However, at this time, Fang Zhixing sent out seven seven and forty-nine sword qi in one move, relatively speaking, the consumption was almost comparable to the six veins divine sword and ten fingers in unison. He was able to demonstrate the Beidou Phantom Body, the Beidou Sword Technique, and the skill consumption was not small, and now after sending out the Beidou Sword Qi, after a while, a light water vapor appeared above his head, straight and straight up. This trace of white gas, thin and long, but gathered but not dispersed, everyone in the audience saw it, and everyone knew that Fang Zhixing had transported his skills to the depths.

But even so, Fang Zhixing had no intention of stopping. After he used the Beidou Sword Qi, he didn't know if his understanding of martial arts had deepened a little more these days, and he felt that he and Ziwei Soft Sword seemed to be more in tune with each other, and even had a sense of integration, so he naturally didn't want to stop there. Not only did he continue to practice, but his spirit was also more condensed, refining the Ziwei Soft Sword.

The onlookers, of course, didn't know what Fang Zhixing thought. Although they saw that Fang Zhixing's skills were running to the depths, although they were a little surprised, they didn't care too much. Zhou Botong and Ouyang Feng were still able to fight dozens of viciously after such a situation, not to mention a young and strong person like Fang Zhixing. At this time, it was only one or two hundred moves before Fang Zhixing had finished practicing the basic changes of the Beidou Sword Technique, and with his skills, even if he used the sword qi, he would definitely be able to support it.

However, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and the others, at this time, felt that when Fang Zhixing's swordsmanship was running, there seemed to be a dangerous intention condensed on the sword, but it was condensed, giving people a strong sense of oppression. Several people felt this, and their hearts were all in shock, and they didn't know what kind of moves Fang Zhixing had to brew like this.

And so it didn't take long. Fang Zhixing has already practiced more than 100 moves. The spirit is running at full strength. Even with his current strength, he can't support it. Between the swordsmanship and footwork, it gradually became less relaxed and natural than before, and a little more serious and dignified, showing that he had concentrated all his energy. Since the achievement of martial arts, it was the first time that Fang Zhixing had consumed such a huge amount, and it was also the first time that he used his own strength with all his strength. Even he didn't know how long he could hold on.

"Look, what is that on the top of Fang Daochang's head?" everyone was watching Fang Zhixing's swordsmanship. Suddenly I heard the blue sky and exclaimed.

The voice was extremely sudden, with a hint of panic. Some people were watching the swordsmanship intently, and when they heard the words, they were suddenly a little displeased, blaming the blue sky and making a fuss and disturbing their understanding of the swordsmanship. However, they followed Lan Tianhe's prompt to look at Fang Zhixing's head, but they were immediately equally surprised, if it weren't for the strange things they had seen in the past two days, there would have been enough. I'm afraid that many people will be just as excited. Rao is so. On the top of Mount Hua, there was also a low shout. It shows that everyone is surprised.

"It's ...... Three flowers gather at the top?" Huang Rong looked at the white qi condensed a foot above Fang Zhixing's head, and said in surprise. She practiced the "Nine Yin True Scripture" with Guo Jing, and she also knew a lot about the internal strength of Taoism, and when she saw this strange scene, she immediately remembered. It's no wonder that she thinks so, it's actually the white qi gathered above Fang Zhixing's head, like a flower bone that is about to bloom, which makes people have to think of this word.

"Hey, old urchin, do you say?" Huang Rong said this, and asked Zhou Botong again. Everyone present, Zhou Botong can be said to be one of the people who has the deepest understanding of Taoist internal strength, and he is also Fang Zhixing's uncle.

Zhou Botong was also extremely surprised when he saw such a strange scene, and when he heard Huang Rong's question, he muttered: "The three flowers gather at the top, it means that the three flowers of the spirit and spirit are mixed with the entrance of the hall, and they can enter the golden pill and turn into the yang god, but it is not said that the water and qi on the head are manifested?

"Senior Zhou, what you are talking about is the three-flower gathering peak in the Dan Dao, the three-flower gathering peak in the martial arts, will it manifest the current situation of the Fang Dao leader?" He Zudao asked. He was born in the Kunlun sect and belongs to the Taoist lineage, and he also has some understanding of Dandao cultivation, and knows some of the sayings that the three flowers gather at the top.

Hearing this, Zhou Botong's eyes lit up and said: "Martial arts and Dan Dao are different, so if you say this, there may be some possibilities." However, refinement into qi, gas into god, and deification into void, the three are perfect, and the three flowers can gather at the top, Zhixing has not reached this step!" He was happy for a while, but he became distressed again, not knowing how to explain Fang Zhixing's situation at this time.

"Fang Xiaoyou has now reached the realm of refining gods, although he has not returned to the void, he is not far away. It should be possible to form flower bones like this, right?" Huang Yaoshi looked at for a while and said. He only knows a little about the internal strength of Taoism, and can only guess based on his own knowledge.

Master Yideng also said: "What the Lord of Huangdao said is that Fang Xiaoyou has reached the realm of refining gods, and he is young and strong, full of true qi, and his essence and spirit are extremely abundant. Although he has not yet reached the realm and cannot differentiate the three flowers, it is still very possible to condense the spirit and spirit into one and become the prototype of the three flowers. Now in the situation, it should be that Fang Xian's nephew's spirit and spirit are extremely condensed, and the water qi emitted by the attraction cannot be dispersed, so such a vision is manifested, and when he is no longer so lucky, this water qi should also be dispersed. ”

Hearing Master Yilan's explanation, many people on the top of the mountain nodded in agreement. If Fang Zhixing had reached the realm of the Three Flowers Gathering at this time, everyone would naturally not believe it, but if Fang Zhixing had reached the edge of this realm, not many people doubted it. Master Yideng also practiced innate skills, and he said that the water vapor on the top of Fang Zhixing's head shaped like a flower bone was the external manifestation of the prototype of the three-flower gathering top realm, and everyone also took it for granted. Even Zhou Botong agrees with this.

Although Fang Zhixing was practicing swordsmanship, the words spoken by the people around him also fell into his ears word for word. Although he was a little surprised that he might touch the legendary Sanhua Gathering Peak Realm, he did not have the slightest fluctuation in his heart, and he was still concentrating on condensing his spirit and refining the Ziwei Soft Sword.

At this time, Fang Zhixing had already practiced the two thousand four hundred changes of the Beidou Sword Technique, and seeing that it was about to reach the last form, the feeling of blending with the Ziwei Soft Sword in Fang Zhixing's heart was getting stronger and stronger, and the spirit condensed on the sword was also vigorous. Sensing this, Fang Zhixing shouted: "Go!" The seven figures, the seven swordsmanship of each figure, suddenly merged into one, and the seventy-seven forty-nine sword qi on the sword also fused into one, towards the void in front of him, and hit straight over. (To be continued.) (。 ))