Unabated, the auspicious cloud sword slashed to the ground, raising a cloud of sand and dust, completely covering the two people in the field. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dao Ling knew that the Xiangyun Sword had not slashed at Fang Yuan's body, and when the Xiangyun Sword slashed Fang Yuan's flying sword, Fang Yuan almost teleported and disappeared from under the Xiangyun Sword, instantly disappearing into the smoke and dust in the sky.

What kind of speed was that, it disappeared from under the Xiangyun Sword in an instant, Dao Ling thought that he couldn't do it, as if he was shattered, this was Fang Yuan's true speed, or was it an explosion of potential in a hurry? Dao Ling was puzzled, that speed should not be something that a kid from the Holy Dao Sect could have.

Fang Yuan was secretly shocked in his heart, the power of the Xiangyun Sword was terrifying, he cut off his flying sword in an instant, the power of the acquired treasure was really not to be underestimated, this was a little troublesome, he thought in his heart that he didn't know if his body could resist the attack of the Xiangyun Sword, he couldn't bet, and he didn't dare to bet.

"Fang Yuan is losing, such a powerful sword, how can he forcibly dodge it with his physical body, he must be injured, and he will lose if he is injured. Xue Jianqing relied on his understanding of Senior Brother Dao Ling to make a judgment on the situation on the field, although he couldn't see the situation of the two of them under the dust of the sand and stones, but he thought that Fang Yuan was decided.

A disciple of the Holy Dao Sect was not convinced, and sneered at Xue Jianqing: "Shut your stinky mouth, my senior brother has a body that is almost like a spiritual treasure, how can a person like you understand, Xiangyun Sword, scum." ”

Although he ridiculed Xue Jianqing very much, the disciples of the Holy Dao Sect still looked at the field nervously, the sand and dust were filled, and the two figures in the field couldn't see clearly at all.

In the dust, there were a few red rays that came out of the sky, and there were several terrifying explosions, which were the sound of the auspicious cloud sword slashing to the ground, the mountain and stone were cut and instantly turned into powder, and some fell into the defensive formation arranged by Xuanxu Lao Dao, and the dense popping sound made people's scalp tingle.

Dao Ling's eyes were already immature, and they seemed slightly smaller, but now they narrowed even more, even their brows were furrowed, with the strength of the sea god's thoughts, he had sensed the traces of Fang Yuan in the dust several times, and the imperial sword slashed at him several times, but each time Fang Yuan dodged it.

At the moment when the Xiangyun Sword slashed at Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan was always able to turn danger into a disaster, he vaguely sensed that a mysterious formation was generated on the soles of Fang Yuan's feet, so that Fang Yuan's already extremely fast figure was even faster.

"I don't believe you're hiding. Dao Ling said.

Then red mangs appeared in the smoke and dust, accompanied by another boom, and the mountains and rocks splashed in all directions.

Chased by Dao Ling's Xiangyun Sword, Fang Yuan couldn't say anything in his heart, I don't know if it was because the Xiangyun Sword was an acquired treasure, and the speed was already fast, or because Dao Ling's divine thoughts were extraordinarily strong, or both, in short, the Xiangyun Sword was very fast, like an arrow from the string, if it wasn't for the second Bodhi Zi that strengthened Fang Yuan's speed, he would definitely not be able to dodge the slash of the Xiangyun Sword, fortunately, he could still dodge now, but it was not a way to always dodge, if he wanted to win, he had to fight back.

Xuanxu Lao Dao listened to the constant rumbling sound in the field, his white eyebrows were tightly locked together, and his face was full of gloom.

"If you go on like this, you'll lose, and you can't fight back if you don't fight back. Qian Dajin hit the nail on the head and pointed out Fang Yuan's disadvantages.

Fang Cai's Saint Dao Sect disciple was proud of the Xiangyun Sword and couldn't do anything to Senior Brother Fang Yuan, but he couldn't just look at the superficial form on the field, now Fang Yuan was almost completely at a disadvantage.

Hearing Senior Brother Qian Dajin say this, the disciples of the Holy Dao Sect were full of worry.

"Being able to make so many moves under my Kunlun Senior Brother Dao Ling is enough to be proud of. "Xue Jianqing always seized every opportunity to undermine the morale of the disciples of the Holy Dao Sect.

Seeing that no one paid attention to the disciples of the Holy Dao Sect, Xue Jianqing pouted and begged for nothing, and looked at the field like everyone else, Xue Jianqing didn't know what to see, one ran desperately, the other cut desperately, the person who ran would always be caught up by the Xiangyun Sword, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

Dao Ling seriously swordsman, Fang Yuan ran seriously, and the rocks, sand and dust in the field couldn't stop at all.

When a red mang fell, the golden lotus blossomed under Fang Yuan's feet, and the golden lotus footwork coupled with the steep rise in the speed of breaking through the late stage of the transformation god, he dodged Dao Ling's auspicious cloud sword, and then snorted lightly, and spit out a rich and almost physical true yuan from his mouth.

After Zhenyuan spit out of Fang Yuan's mouth, it instantly rose into the air and turned into a purple cloud, the purple cloud was gloomy, covering Baishi Mountain, the heaven and earth were reflected in purple, solemn and abnormal, the wind on Baishi Mountain was even greater, and there were drops of water falling, I don't know if it was drip out of the purple cloud, or if there was a rain god who was raining on Baishi Mountain.

Dao Ling looked at the solemn and murderous Ziyun in the air, and shouted loudly in his heart: "I still want to use my Kunlun's immortal thunder, I am Kunlun's senior brother, it's just a daydream, and the class is just getting an axe." ”

Dao Ling did not despise the purple clouds in the air, the purple clouds were surging in the air at this time, the clouds were swirling, under Fang Yuan's urging, there would be Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder at any time, although Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder was learned by Fang Yuan, Dao Ling was very disdainful, but he must have enough respect for Xianlei, he is a Kunlun disciple, he naturally knows the power of Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder.

"I'll leave you alone for now. Dao Ling shouted softly.

His right hand became a sword finger, and his left hand kept pinching, and the Xiangyun Sword instantly slashed from the sand and stones in the field to the purple clouds in the air, the Xiangyun Sword was like a sword in the sky, cutting the purple clouds in the air into two, and in an instant, the purple clouds in the air began to dissipate, and gradually dissipated in the air of Baishi Mountain, although the purple clouds dispersed, the rain did not stop, and it really rained on Baishi Mountain.

"Oh no, Senior Brother's Ziyun was scattered, and I just thought about fighting back, but I was stopped. A disciple of the Holy Dao Sect said with annoyance.

Ziyun was dispersed, and my brother-in-law's situation became even more dangerous. Wang Meng said solemnly, Fang Yuan asked him not to call his brother-in-law more than once, but Wang Meng didn't listen and kept shouting.

"It doesn't feel right, my hairs are standing on end. Xue Jianqing stroked his arm and said.

On the field, it was obviously Senior Brother Dao Ling who had just broken up Fang Yuan's thunderclouds, but why there was a sense of danger coming, he was a little puzzled.

The auspicious cloud sword slashed towards the purple thundercloud in the air, Fang Yuan naturally took a breath, and in an instant he pinched the seal of the Ming King, and the violent thunder attribute true yuan in his right arm surged, instantly covering his arms, as if there was a purple dragon entrenched on Fang Yuan's arm, the dragon scales were purple and shining, and the power of the emperor looked down on all beings.

This was Fang Yuan's first attempt to cast the immortal thunder out of his arm, he had to try, there was no flying sword as a medium, any offensive Five Elements Spell such as Nuo let the flesh body as a medium, the flesh body needed to be extremely strong, if you want to exert the power of the thunder method to a huge power, the flesh must be able to withstand the erosion of the Storm Thunder Attribute True Yuan.

The Thunder Method is the most powerful of the Five Elements Method, but it is also a method that is extremely harmful to the medium.

Feeling the slightest feeling of paralysis coming from his arm, Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, after all, it was the immortal thunder that his true yuan turned into, he was not so ruthless to himself, and he could still hold it with Fang Yuan's physical strength.

The rocks, sand and dust in the field dispersed, Fang Yuan's figure instantly jumped towards Dao Ling, the thunder attribute Zhenyuan surged violently on his arm, his black hair exploded, his clothes were hunting in the wind, his arm appeared purple, and a dangerous aura emanated from his body, this was the power of immortal thunder.

The golden lotus appeared under his feet, but it was about to hit Dao Ling in an instant, Fang Yuan didn't care, when it was time to save it, Qian Ling would naturally save him, so Fang Yuan's move was also a killer move.

Qian Liang looked at the mysterious Golden Lotus formation at Fang Yuan's feet, Senior Brother Qianguang had told him that Fang Yuan had escaped his Yuqing Purple Mansion Immortal Thunder with a mysterious footwork, which was why he failed to kill Fang Yuan.

Qianguang thought that he knew Qianguang very well, he thought that Qianguang saw that Fang Yuan was a junior and careless, so he let Fang Yuan escape, but Qianguang ignored Qianguang's persistent loyalty to Kunlun, he didn't keep his hand, Fang Yuan really escaped with the golden lotus footwork, and today Qianguang saw Fang Yuan's golden lotus footwork and knew that Qianguang was telling the truth.

He was already secretly ready to make a move to save Dao Ling at any time.

"How is it possible, using the physical body as the medium to drive the thunder and lightning, what kind of physical strength can this be done!" Xue Jianqing couldn't sit still, he was startled from Kunlun's seat, and the other Kunlun Six Masters all showed shocked expressions.

As Kunlun's disciples, they have the most right to speak, and the Yuqing Purple Mansion Immortal Thunder is not driven by the physical energy of the Transformation Stage at all, because anyone who has tried has failed, including the senior brother Dao Ling in the field.

Su Qingchi's sword to drive the immortal thunder seems to be casual, but in fact, the requirements for the flying sword are extremely high, Qianguang even laid a thundercloud to bombard Fang Yuan, no one has ever seen the immortal thunder gathered on the arm, the immortal thunder is violent and dangerous, how can the arm withstand it, how is it possible?

Kunlun sat in Fang Yuan's heart and was shocked, all of them were surprised by Fang Yuan's physical strength, it was one thing to hear that Fang Yuan's physical body was very strong, and it was another thing to really see it, it turned out that hearing was just hearing, seeing is believing.

Not only the Seven Masters of Kunlun, but even the Holy Dao Sect's Su Yuan and the old woman of the Spirit Cat Clan, Mao Xin, were extremely surprised, using their bodies to drive the Immortal Thunder, this was simply impossible, but it happened to Fang Yuan.

Not only Xue Jianqing's hair exploded, but Dao Ling in the field felt the danger, his hair was more powerful than Xue Jianqing's, and in a hurry, the Xiangyun Sword was quickly recalled and placed on his chest.

Fang Yuan's fist became so huge in Dao Ling's eyes, like a mountain, Fang Yuan's figure became so fast in Dao Ling's eyes, like a ghost, he finally saw Fang Yuan's mysterious golden lotus footwork clearly.

Silver Frost Step, which cannot be compared, will be blown into scum, this is Dao Ling's idea, and he has no confidence in Kunlun's method for the first time.

The buzz of the Xiangyun Sword was urged by the True Yuan, and there was really a red Xiangyun that appeared in the sword body, covering Dao Ling, looking at the Xiangyun Sword, Dao Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the Xiangyun would block this blow from the lower Yuan.

Rumble!

Fang Yuan's fist slammed into Dao Ling's Xiangyun Sword, and the furious True Yuan darkened Xuanxu Old Dao Bu's formation, looking like a bubble rising into the sky, it was about to shatter under the scorching sun of the sun.

Xuanxu Lao Dao had to wave his hand to play a true yuan to consolidate the formation.

The Xiangyun Sword unloaded most of Fang Yuan's Jade Clear Purple Mansion Immortal Thunder, and as the red Xiangyun slowly disappeared in front of Dao Ling, he was still blasted out by Fang Yuan's Jade Clear Purple Mansion Immortal Thunder nearly ten zhang away.

His feet pulled out two clear marks on the White Stone Mountain, but he didn't fall, Dao Ling knelt on one knee, and the Xiangyun Sword slammed into the White Stone Mountain.

"How is it possible? How can the power of the Immortal Thunder of Yuqing Purple Mansion be so great?" Xue Jianqing looked at Qian Lin with a questioning face.

Qian Jing was also a little indifferent at this time, the power of the Yuqing Purple Mansion Immortal Thunder in the late stage of the Transformation of God should definitely not be like this, and the power of Fang Yuan's Yuqing Purple Mansion Immortal Thunder was definitely more than twice that of Su Qingchi. What kind of secret method is that stinky boy? What other adventures does this kid have?

The Seven Heroes of Kunlun once did a small experiment on Kunlun Mountain, because they once argued whether the Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder was more powerful, or the red auspicious clouds used by the Xiangyun Sword to defend were stronger, just like the story of the spear and the shield, everyone was curious.

They tried, Su Qingchi's Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder hit the Xiangyun Sword of Senior Brother Dao Ling, the two monks in the late stage of the Transformation God realm should be very convincing, and finally the Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder hit the red auspicious clouds, and the thunder dispersed and disappeared, regardless of victory or defeat, but why is this happening today.

Fang Yuan's Yuqing Purple Mansion Immortal Thunder was obviously stronger than Su Qingchi's, or it was stronger than Kunlun's Yuqing Purple Mansion Immortal Thunder, although they didn't want to admit it, but why was that?

This is the blessing power of the Fudo Ming King Seal.

"Has the winner been decided? Who loses and who wins?" The disciples of the Holy Dao Sect were more concerned about who won, Dao Ling was blasted ten zhang away by Senior Brother Fang Yuan, this is a competition, not a life-and-death fight, as long as Dao Ling is injured, the Holy Dao Sect will win.

Fang Yuan's figure appeared first, his right fist couldn't stop shaking, there were drops of blood dripping, the acquired treasure was really powerful, Fang Yuan was injured, so did he lose?

The disciples of the Holy Dao Sect bit their lips, they looked at Dao Ling with the last glimmer of hope, if Dao Ling was also injured, how should they be judged?

Dao Ling stood up slowly, he couldn't believe that he was actually injured.

"You actually hurt me?" Dao Ling seemed to be laughing at himself, he looked at Fang Yuan coldly.

There were also drops of blood flowing out of the Xiangyun Sword, the tiger's mouth in Dao Ling's right hand was shattered by Fang Yuan's Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder because he was holding the Xiangyun Sword, and it was bleeding, Dao Ling didn't care about bloodshed, what he cared about was that he was actually injured by a little person with no name.

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders and ignored Dao Ling.

"How can this be calculated, both of them are injured, what happens after the draw? Do you want the two masters to compare?" Xue Jianqing stared at the seat of the Holy Dao Sect and asked.

The rules were set by Su Yuan, so everyone looked at this mysterious and beautiful woman.

Su Yuan said lightly: "Naturally, it can't be considered a draw, Fang Yuan attacks, Dao Ling defends, so I judge Fang Yuan to win." ”

"Why?" Dao Ling's face was already gloomy and terrifying, he thought that he could win easily, but he was tricked by Fang Yuan, so he sentenced himself to lose, he wanted to question, he still had a lot of methods that he couldn't use.

"Because you're not smart enough, isn't that enough?" Su Yuan said, she looked at Qianxi, Dao Ling really shouldn't have spoken to her like this, she was a little displeased.