The blue waves are overwhelming, and the fog is vast.

The white mist, as if evaporating from the water, and as if falling from the sky, was in a strange cycle of change.

Above the lake, the wind and waves are extremely strong.

But the fog was never blown away.

......

After Fang Junmei escaped into the fog, he began to observe and feel the movement outside his body, and he was determined to find more countermeasures in the shortest possible time.

He couldn't be sure whether the monks of the Taibai Sword Sect only knew about the formation changes on the line that entered and exited the Misty Lake, or if they knew about the formation changes in every place on the lake.

If it's the latter, it won't take long for the other party to keep it and find him.

......

After a while, Fang Junmei noticed that he was like a fish in the turbulent flow of space, and with every step he flew, the position of the space outside his body seemed to change subtly.

This feeling is somewhat similar to that of entering the Great Array of the Lechuan River back then, but it is much lighter.

His eyes flickered slightly.

Fang Junmei took out a spirit stone, pointed it forward, and bounced it out.

Whoosh –

The spirit stone shot away, drawing a rainbow ray.

But it was supposed to be a spirit stone flying in a straight line, but after flying out, the trajectory gradually bent out, drawing a long arc, and submerged into the water dozens of feet away!

"It's the power of space that acts ......"

Fang Junmei's eyes were bright, and he whispered.

He took out his sword again and made a golden sword mark.

The sword mark also drew an arc before it gradually disappeared.

Fang Junmei looked at it and laughed.

Just knowing this early on will make him suffer a lot less attacks when he encounters an opponent, and his own attacks will also change direction in advance.

......

Flutter –

As he flew away, he calculated the angle of change.

It wasn't until he calculated dozens of times and was sure that he wouldn't be wrong that Fang Junmei withdrew.

......

"Fellow Daoist, are you nearby?"

Within half an hour, I heard a deep man's shouting voice in the depths of the fog in the distance.

"The elders of my sect have already found out, that Liu Yuemei's death has nothing to do with you, you can rest assured that you can show up, and I will send you out of the lake. ”

Another sentence followed.

Fang Junmei smiled when he heard this.

Just ask the Sangkong Dao people, and then ponder the strength comparison, and know that it has nothing to do, what else to check.

And a sect like the Taibai Sword Sect that seems to be upright and upright, will it let him go so easily?

When the other party said this, he was clearly deceiving him to show up, and it was also cunning.

Ignoring the other party, he continued to fly into the fog and find his own way out.

If the other party really intended to let him go, he would definitely not shout this or two.

......

Time passed little by little.

As if inspired, some of the other monks who had searched in the fog began to shout like this, one after the other, each more sincere than the other.

It was Fang Junmei, who had made him, know their location in advance and avoided them early.

"Little Daoyou, the old man is the great elder of the Taibai Sword Sect, Dongfang Buyun, this misty lake is the ancestral land of our Taibai Sword Sect, it is strictly forbidden to trespass, if you show up as soon as possible, the old man can guarantee to spare your life and let you leave safely. If you continue to break in, you will be killed. ”

Dongfang Buyun's voice also came.

The means are more clever, coercion and temptation.

The sound was clearly urged by mana, and it spread throughout the Misty Lake.

Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed, he still ignored it, and continued to search, he had a wealth of spatial experience, and he had vaguely captured some laws of the power of space outside his body.

......

At this moment, Fang Junmei stepped out, his figure suddenly stopped, and his eyes froze.

It turned out that in the fog more than ten feet in front of him, there was also a person who leaned out of his figure, and a pair of eyes also looked at him with some shock.

It is an old man with a snake head and a snake brain, triangular eyes, evil eyes, seven feet tall, unusually thin, holding a high-grade spirit sword in his hand, and the realm is the middle stage of the ancestral aperture!

"He's here!"

After the shock, the monk used his mana and shouted.

As soon as he spoke, he killed Fang Junmei, and the Dao heart aura on his body surged.

Just by looking at this posture, you know that you are going to kill someone!

And this person probably saw that Fang Junmei's realm was not as good as him, so he simply didn't pretend, and killed directly, which further exposed the previous shouting, which was all bait.

Swish!

Fang Junmei turned sideways, that is, in the direction of the side, and shot out.

......

If you are entangled.

If he was surrounded by other masters, especially the Tianbutong masters, he would almost be dead.

......

Bang bang bang –

Another splash of water and the attack missed.

And Fang Junmei's reaction also saved his life, and just a moment later, that Dongfang Buyun had already appeared out of thin air not far behind the snake-like old man.

"What about people?"

After coming over, Dongfang Buyun immediately asked.

"Ran in that direction. ”

The serpentine old man said embarrassedly.

"What kind of work is grabbing, won't you stabilize him first?"

Dongfang Buyun scolded, and suddenly found that many monks in his sect were all pig brains, and most of these pig brains were brought by arrogance.

The serpentine old man heard the words and did not dare to speak.

"Don't chase it yet!"

Dongfang Buyun drank again, and the snake-like old man hurriedly chased after him.

Dongfang Buyun himself, as for himself, swept his eyes around, and carefully felt something.

"It seems close to that place...... Did this kid stumble into here, or- did he really notice it?"

The old guy muttered to himself.

After a while, his gaze must have been that he did not chase in the direction of Fang Junmei, but went in another direction.

......

And at this moment, because of the serpentine old man's shout, there were already more ancestral cultivators who swept in this direction.

Drawing the Sword is one of them.

This person had also gone to the Northern Sacred Domain to fish in the muddy waters before, and under the pursuit of so many sect bosses and masters of other factions, it was impossible for him to get the killing black sword, and this person completely pointed the finger at other monks, and as a result, he made a windfall.

After returning to the sect, he concentrated on cultivation.

Today, I was shouted out to catch a bearded thief, and I was unhappy in my heart, what kind of is called.

The sword boy flew through the mist, and there was generally a pair of people looking for it, anyway, the sky was falling, and it had nothing to do with him.

......

Hmmm-

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air ahead.

A white figure shot out from the side, heading straight for him, at a fast speed!

The sword boy was shocked, and when he stared at it, it was the bearded man who was being arrested in the door, and at a glance, he didn't recognize it as Fang Junmei.

"Since this credit has been sent to the door, then I will be disrespectful!"

laughed loudly, and this person's eyes, in an instant, became so clear that they became abnormal, exuding a demonic charm!

The long sword in the hand of the sword boy was struck out with the sound, and the speed of the reaction was also breathtaking.

This sword is even more surprising!

......

Fang Junmei, who rushed on the opposite side, originally found out that after drawing the sword, because he was too close, he simply took the first shot, and the sword qi was thousands of and burst out.

And the sword of the sword boy is also full of sword energy, and even the gestures are exactly the same.

Not only that, but the speed was even faster, like a sword of wind in a world where snowflakes were flying, and in the gap of thousands of sword qi, lightning passed through it, without the slightest sound of collision.

Fang Junmei's feeling was as if he was attacking a mirror, and it was not an ordinary mirror!

"Is it my delusion? He seems to imitate my attack for a split second, adding to it his own subtlety?"

Fang Jun's eyebrows were slightly shocked, but he immediately changed his moves halfway. His rich combat experience and extraordinary reflexes are on full display at this moment.

The sword body is horizontal and rolled!

A wall of sword qi-like light and shadow, whistling and sounding, blocked in front of him.

This time, it was the turn of the sword boy to keep up, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

"It's so demonic, this guy's reaction!"

Bang bang bang –

The sound of the explosion, in the next moment, was booming, and thousands of sword qi bombarded the wall of sword qi, exploding a terrifying wave of qi, rolling in all directions.

And Fang Junmei has fled again.

......

"Where did such a powerful guy come from?"

The boy who drew the sword looked at the place where Fang Junmei's figure disappeared, his heart shook slightly, and then he laughed, and finally came a little interested, and chased out again.

......

After escaping, Fang Junmei did not use the Void Sword Step again this time, and deliberately slowed down his speed, his eyes flickering.

A good idea had already popped up in his head.

The person who drew the sword was the top monk of the younger generation of the Taibai Sword Sect, and it was rumored that he would be the next sect master.

If you can capture this person alive, thinking that you are blackmailing, and force the monks of the Taibai Sword Sect to let you go, it may be a more practical way than looking for something strange in this misty lake!

Do whatever comes to mind!

After Fang Junmei swept out, he first took the other party farther away, and then made a detour.

......

Swish!

Not long after, Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed, and he rushed straight forward, and two swords came out under his feet.

Soon, I saw the figure of the sword drawn boy, which was in the faint mist dozens of feet ahead, looking for it.

And the moment he saw the sword boy, the sword boy also noticed his gaze!

"You imitate it again, show me!"

Fang Junmei suddenly shouted angrily, and made a gesture of shaking his hand and waving his sleeves.

Rumble!

The sound of thunder exploded violently, hitting the primordial spirit of the sword boy, and resounding in his mind.

The boy who drew the sword snorted miserably, his body trembled violently, blood escaped from the corners of his mouth, and the pain of a splitting headache came from his skull.

Swish!

Drawing the sword in front of the young man's eyes again, Fang Junmei was already ghostly, came to the place in front of him, raised his fist, and smashed it over.

The eyes are like tigers, and the fists are like flying!