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The nine-tailed fox spirit was very surprised, how could Su Yuan use such a move, the sword that crossed the space was so amazing, flying immortals outside the sky, and it really tore the sky.

The Nine-Tailed Fox Spirit looked at Fang Yuan deeply, of course, what shocked him the most was not Su Yuan's sword, but why Fang Yuan easily dodged this sword almost without moving.

Although it was only the sleeves of the robe that were cut, Su Yuan definitely did not stab the sleeves of the robe, which anyone with a normal IQ would think of, since it was not the sleeves of the robe that were stabbed, it proved that Fang Yuan had dodged this sword.

From Su Yuan's sword to Fang Yuan's robe sleeves being cut off, it seemed like a short moment, but both of them were extremely draining, one was attacking, the other was hiding, if others didn't understand, it seemed that the two of them had not changed at all.

Qianguang, Du Qingqing, and Wanshou Ancestor were shocked, yes, they couldn't see through Su Yuan's sword, but it didn't affect their guessing about the result of this sword, Fang Yuan's robe sleeves were folded, and he fell into the East China Sea in the wind of the East China Sea.

This must be the result of Fang Yuan's dodge, what a shocking sword this is, Su Yuan is so ordinary to make a sword, Fang Yuan is so ordinary to dodge, but it is very dangerous.

The little fox gritted his teeth. After seeing this sword, the heart that had been slightly relieved hung again, yes, Fang Yuan had an Arhat Dharma Body that should not exist in this world, but Su Yuan had also invaded the sword path for many years, and comprehended a shocking sword that did not belong to this world.

The strength of the two of them was indeed much higher than that of everyone present, and they were even stronger than the three demons of the Xuanyuan Tomb who had transferred their bodies for three thousand years.

Three thousand years, I don't know how many people's bodies they have taken away, how many dangers they have experienced, the soul has been so weak that it is unimaginable, ordinary people can't bear to give up, the body will not be able to withstand the soul of the monk and shatter, and the price to pay for taking it again is extremely great, it is a lifelong decline in strength and strength can not be improved.

Su Yuan was indifferent, she stabbed very casually, in fact, she had been waiting for this trick for a long time, but she was also surprised, the one-foot tall Arhat Law Body was so alert and so flexible, Fang Yuan was too terrifying.

This was a sword that she thought she would win, a very casual sword, a sword that was enough to tear through space, a sword that was enough to cut Fang Yuan down.

Everything she had done before could be said to be for the sake of this sword, but it seemed to be very casual, and Fang Yuan dodged it.

Fang Yuan knew that he was not hiding so casually, his eyelids jumped wildly, and he made an early warning for him before he could make a move.

Although his movements were almost imperceptible, he did move a little, dodging Su Yuan's sword that was light on the surface, but in fact shocking the world.

Fang Yuan's Zhihai and Mud Pill Palaces were churning because of their high-speed operation, and the waves that swallowed the sky slapped on the Zhihai Coast, setting off a monstrous momentum.

Bodhi did not have the flow of colorful Buddha light, but he was helping Fang Yuan to maintain the peace of Zhihai and calm him down.

If he hadn't broken through to the Earth Immortal Realm, Bodhi had five shadows in a row, strengthening his danger perception ability, and this sword would have been able to easily kill him.

Fang Yuan's forehead and the tip of his nose were covered with fine beads of sweat, this was cold sweat, dense, like a small amber against the background of the gilded skin, which was particularly good-looking.

And Su Yuan was also panting, although she tried her best to calm her breathing, trying not to let Fang Yuan see it, but her slightly trembling hand, even with the slightly trembling tip of the sword, showed that the blow just now had consumed a lot of his mind, and she was very weak now.

With the exclamations of everyone onlookers, Fang Yuan finally chose to make a move, he had been passively beaten, and now he finally chose to strike first.

His handprint is changing rapidly, and now the Immovable Ming King Seal Fang Yuan has been pinched almost instantly, and the Immovable Ming King Seal that blesses the power of the Dharma is really powerful.

His right palm was covered with thunder light, and the purple light outside the gold was extremely blazing, the purple light was like a fairy thunder outside the sky attached to Fang Yuan's right palm, and the crackling sound resounded through the sky, the thunder light was too blazing, and the power was bound to be strong, as if it was going to blast through this heaven and earth.

Su Yuan looked at the thunder light cautiously, Fang Yuan's Yuqing Purple Mansion Immortal Thunder was much more powerful than any Kunlun Sect person's immortal thunder, Su Yuan recognized it really.

She had also practiced in Kunlun, and she had never seen someone who could make the Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder like this, although the name was Immortal Thunder, but after all, it was Kunlun boasting, or Fan Lei, but Fang Yuan's Thunder was close to Immortal Thunder.

No, it's a real fairy thunder.

Fang Yuan's speed was very fast, and there were golden lotuses constantly appearing under his feet, and the thunder light was faster, dragging a long afterimage, and he was about to hit Su Yuan.

In everyone's exclamations, Su Yuan chose a method that no one could think of, and she met Fang Yuan's immortal thunder.

Qianguang and Du Qingqing bit their lips tightly, shouldn't they be fleeing at this time? Fang Yuan's immortal thunder was so powerful that it couldn't be defeated at all, how could Su Yuan still catch up? The two of them were full of worries.

Su Yuan had a bottom in her heart, she only had Fang Yuan's right arm covered with Lei Yuan in her eyes, she slowly stretched out her left hand, and used a push hand like Tai Chi, her body was still paralyzed a few times, just a few traces of Lei Yuan were enough to make her sea of consciousness hurt, the Mud Pill Palace fluctuated, and the power of the fairy thunder was like this.

But what she exchanged for a small trauma was Fang Yuan's right arm that crossed her left side.

The golden silk flower and bird robe was torn, and a little Lei Yuan invaded Su Yuan's body, but he could still bear it.

At this moment, Fang Yuan's right arm was strangely twisted, Su Yuan's body was far less strong than him, his right arm was hooked, and he wanted to blast the Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder towards Su Yuan, although the power was not as strong as the front, but it was enough to subdue Su Yuan.

A faint smile rose at the corner of Su Yuan's mouth, all of this was in her calculations, don't forget, she also had a sword in her right hand, an unusual sword, a sword that was enough to pierce Fang Yuan's body.

Her right hand had been raised at this time, and the wooden flying sword was far less radiant than the Gengjin flying sword, just glowing with the faint green glow of the Qingqiu wood, but it was enough to kill.

The tip of Su Yuan's sword stabbed at Fang Yuan, she knew that Fang Yuan didn't dare to bet, Qingqiu Mu was known to be harder than the acquired treasure, she didn't know if she could pierce Fang Yuan's body, she dared to bet.

Looking at Ling Yan Qingmang's sword tip, Fang Yuan knew that something was wrong, Su Yuan was gambling with him, a big gamble was enough to kill the two of them, and he just didn't want either of them to die, but Su Yuan already had the will to die.

This was tricky, Fang Yuan's heart was slightly frightened, his right hand slowly retracted, and the blazing thunder that illuminated the entire Nine Immortal Island disappeared, replaced by black flames covering his right arm, as if they were about to scorch the entire space.

Su Yuan felt the heat of the Yin Fire at the first time, and every monk had the good fortune to feel the power of this Yin Fire when he broke through the realm.

Unfortunately, most of the monks couldn't survive it, and were burned by the Yin Fire, which was even more powerful from Fang Yuan's hands, unstoppable, and could melt everything.

But Su Yuan didn't care, she had already foreseen the end of her battle with Fang Yuan, that is, defeat, it was not important to lose, the important thing was how he should face Qiankong after losing, it was she who personally asked the elders of Nine Immortal Island to kill Qiankong, and let Qiankong become a victim of this plan.

She thought she didn't hate Qiankong anymore, but when she really made the decision to let Qiankong die, she couldn't help crying for a few days, after all, he was the most important person in her life.

That person is unrecognizable in Kunlun, so Kunlun has to pay the price.

But now it's all ruined, Su Yuan has the will to die, and he doesn't care about it at all.

Fang Yuan was a little depressed, his right hand tightly held Su Yuan's Qingqiu Wooden Sword, his purpose was this, to destroy Su Yuan's magic weapon, so that she would not have the strength to fight again.

When Fang Yuan held the Qingqiu Wood Sword, he found that this Qingqiu Wood was really extraordinary, after a thousand years of cultivation by Su Yuan, I don't know how much effort it took her, and the power was indeed incomparable.

The little fox said that Qingqiumu has the qualifications to catch up with and surpass the acquired treasure, but in fact, there are not many people who can do it, because the cost is too great.

But Su Yuan's sword did it, Fang Yuan's right hand already had a wound, and the golden blood dripped down, dripping on the Nine Immortal Island, turning into it, nourishing all things, and the blood of the Buddha would make this land have a qualitative change.

The moment Fang Yuan held the wooden sword, the Yin Fire had already covered it, and Fang Yuan had to control the Yin Fire not to burn Su Yuan, he was really tired.

Even if Qingqiu Wood is powerful, it still can't get rid of the essence of the wood spirit, and the wood spirit is destined to be afraid of the burning of fire, and Qingqiu wood is also worthy of its name, even if it is yin fire, it can't be burned into ashes in a short time.

Su Yuan frowned, she knew that if she held it, the Yin Fire would erode her sooner or later, but she didn't care.

But Fang Yuan cared, feeling the strength of the Qingqiu Wooden Sword to continue to stab forward, Fang Yuan had no choice but to retreat rapidly in the air, stretched out his foot and kicked directly towards Su Yuan, although it was not very elegant, but it was better to use.

Being kicked in the lower abdomen, Su Yuan was kicked away like this, and Fang Yuan also extinguished the Yin Fire as soon as possible, and casually threw the Qingqiu Wooden Sword to the little fox.

Looking at Su Yuan, who was spilling blood from the corner of his mouth again, Fang Yuan said in a deep voice, "You are too nonsense!"

It's just this nonsense, and Su Yuan's stable figure is sluggish.

And Qianguang and Du Qingqing were full of shock, Su Yuan usually looks extremely tranquil and pure, but she is stubborn in her bones, and she is stubborn that Jiu Niu can't pull back, otherwise she wouldn't stop her plan to retaliate at this time, and Su Yuan can't stand others yelling at her.

"You're too foolish!" the voice echoed in Su Yuan's head.

How similar to the Qiankong back then, the Qiankong at that time was still the Qiankong she liked, the Qiankong who was not brainwashed by Kunlun, when she decided to be with Qiankong, Qiankong also said this, because Qiankong was just an insignificant person in Kunlun at that time.

"Isn't it good to cherish the present? The past is gone! And there are already a lot of people dead, isn't it enough?" Fang Yuan said seriously.

Yes, a lot of people have died, ask yourself, is this really what I want? Or is it just a momentary revenge, Su Yuan muttered to himself.

She glanced at Du Qingqing and Qianguang lightly, and smiled miserably, her revenge had blinded her for too long.