"Yingying, don't you think that portrait looks like Fang Yuan?"

Zhang Lizheng and Wang Yingying flew to Yingzhou Mountain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The two had already reported the death of the deacon and the old man at the foot of the mountain to the master.

Although it was only the death of two innocuous monks, there was not even a trace of a wave in this cultivator alliance.

But after discussing with the Great Elder, Second Elder, and Third Elder, they still decided to get rid of this person, after all, no one in the Cultivator Alliance had touched his brow for so many years, and it was two monks who were killed at the same time.

The little person naturally couldn't attract the attention of the elders, so he just asked his disciples to find and kill this person.

Zhang Li and Wang Yingying were naturally explained.

A Fang Yuan is also destined to have no waves in the alliance.

But Fang Yuan didn't know that the killing machine was already approaching.

Zhang Li reminded Wang Yingying to look in the direction Zhang Li pointed.

The person stepping on the golden rainbow in front of him was not Fang Yuan.

Now Fang Yuan didn't notice the two of them, just kept looking at Little Kunlun Mountain.

"I didn't expect to meet Fang Yuan here!" Wang Yingying was also surprised, stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, it didn't take any effort to get there, and she actually met the person who was struggling to find it casually here.

"You go and inform my brother and sister, I will come to meet this old classmate who I haven't seen for a long time. Zhang Li informed Wang Yingying, his eyes were very cautious, this Fang Yuan had already been able to fly with a sword, obviously at least in the late stage of qi induction.

Unlike the two who were given the shuttle by their master, Fang Yuan was a real person who could fly with a sword.

Because the two of them were still in the middle stage of qi induction, the two begged the master to give them a shuttle, which could consume the true yuan to fly as long as it entered the qi induction period.

"Be careful, I'll call someone. Wang Yingying didn't say much, and immediately turned into a long rainbow and disappeared.

Zhang Li looked at Fang Yuan, but he didn't have any hatred for Fang Yuan, this Fang Yuan didn't even have anything to do with him.

If you want to talk about relationships, that is, the relationship between college classmates, but once you enter the path, there are no close relatives.

Where would he care about Fang Yuan's life or death, but now Zhang Li was a little jealous.

Zhang Li's thought moved, the flying sword flashed with black light, floating all around, like a meteorite made of meteoric iron outside the sky, flowing with a terrifying luster, dragging a black tail, one zhang long, with the pinching of his fingers, shooting towards Fang Yuan.

Due to the abnormal change in his body, Fang Yuan's perception of danger was extremely keen.

At this moment, Fang Yuan, who was in the Sky Edgeworth, only felt his hair stand on end, and his scalp was numb, as if he had descended into an abyss.

Someone sneaked up on him, this was Fang Yuan's instinct in an instant.

Suddenly turned his head back.

I saw a black black light, and it came to me in an instant.

Fang Yuan erupted with strange energy, and his body made a strange twisting movement, dodging this black light.

The black light was still very sharp, cutting a wound nearly a finger long on Fang Yuan's waist, which was bloody at the moment.

Yes!

Fang Yuan roared.

Not because of the pain, but because of dodging the black light, he fell from the flying sword.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan didn't make a long journey, and the flight altitude was not high, if he fell from a height of ten thousand zhang, Fang Yuan didn't dare to imagine it.

Fang Yuan in the air was thinking about where the black light came from, and he had to be careful when flying in the future.

Boom!

Fang Yuan fell into a spiritual field.

The loud noise startled the senior brother who was working in the spiritual field, and quickly looked up.

Phew!

The Qingfeng sword fell from the air and plunged between the senior brother's feet, causing the senior brother's face to turn pale and quickly take a few steps back.

Spit out the herbs in his mouth, Fang Yuan apologized to his senior brother, and held the Qingfeng Sword in his hand with a series of fingers, looking into the air.

This feeling of looking up at others made Fang Yuan feel very uncomfortable.

Just seeing the face of the sky clearly, Fang Yuan was shocked.

"Zhang Li, it's you, why did you sneak attack me?"

At this moment, when I saw Fang Yuan, the class president in college, I thought a lot in my heart, Zhang Li can cultivate the Tao, this is not surprising, after all, he has also stepped into the Tao.

It's just that this Zhang Li, who stood against the wind, made Fang Yuan a little confused, he didn't think that Zhang Li had entered the ancestor-like refining period.

"You killed two monks of the Cultivator Alliance in Nanzhong City one after another, and you still want to ask me why I attacked you?"

Zhang Li sneered in the air, carrying his hands behind his back, looking unfathomable.

Fang Yuan understood that the Cultivator Alliance had discovered his actions and was desperately searching for himself.

was seen by Zhang Li today, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to get out, so Fang Yuan made up his mind and let the class leader in college accompany him to the funeral.

"No matter what means you use, let me get down from the sky first!"

Fang Yuan didn't like the feeling of being looked down on.

With the pinching of the fingers, the Qingfeng Sword was like a ten-zhang long golden civet cat, attacking towards Zhang Li, bringing gusts of wind to howl.

Fang Yuan saw the black flying sword in Zhang Li's hand, judging from the luster of the flying sword, the quality was not low, it seemed that Zhang Li's status in this cultivator alliance was not low.

Zhang Li manipulated the shuttle to dodge the terrifying Qingfeng sword, but the hurricane blew through the shuttle's protective cover.

After that, the hurricane brought by the Qingfeng Sword blew Zhang Li's body, making it impossible for him to continue to supply the True Yuan to the Flying Shuttle, and just like the previous Fang Yuan, he fell from the sky.

Boom!

There was another loud bang in the spiritual field.

The senior brother stared blankly at his destroyed Lingtian, and silently prayed in his heart that the two of them would leave quickly.

The two people who were fighting obviously didn't care about this, Fang Yuan continued to manipulate the Qingfeng Sword and slashed towards Zhang Li fiercely.

Fang Yuan knew that he would die today, so he naturally made a ruthless move.

Zhang Li saw that the flying sword was menacing, and he hurriedly held the flying sword and resisted it.

Rumble!

Although Zhang Li blocked the flying sword, he was still blasted ten feet away, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, his hands were bloody, and the blood flowed.

Zhang Li was shocked, he didn't expect Fang Yuan to be so powerful, his flying sword was too extraordinary.

There was some regret in his heart for his rash sneak attack, but in fact, he could have secretly followed Fang Yuan and killed Fang Yuan when his senior brother and sister came.

But when he saw that the rotten Fang Yuan from the university, his realm was even higher than him.

He, who had always been praised by his master, had something inexplicable rising from the bottom of his heart, and then the ghost made a sneak attack on Fang Yuan.

However, today he had to pay the price for the sneak attack on Fang Yuan.

Yes!

Another scream rang out.

The voices were not Fang Yuan and Zhang Li.

The senior brother in the spiritual field looked at the big pit three or four feet deep that was knocked out by the flying sword in front of him.

He thought of Master, and then passed out.

Fang Yuan's fingers pinched, grasped the Qingfeng sword, and stabbed at Zhang Li.

He wanted to make a quick decision and solve Zhang Li, but he couldn't take care of it at this time, and he couldn't take care of it at this time, how far he could run after solving him, as for the stone Gu Dan, he couldn't care about it right now.

Looking at Fang Yuan, who was getting closer and closer to him, Zhang Li quickly took out a cyan vine from the mustard seed bracelet, the thickness of his arm, the thorns on the vine, dense, terrifying.

Zhang Li pinched the trick and threw out the vines, which emitted a dazzling blue light in the air, heading towards Fang Yuan.

"Taste the power of this ivy, haha, what if my strength is not as good as yours, I will smash you to death if I have many magic weapons!"

Looking at the ivy that was tying towards him, the barbs that shone with blue light, Fang Yuan quickly withdrew and retreated.

But the ivy seemed to lock him in, and his speed did not decrease at all, and he continued to bundle towards Fang Yuan, as if nothing could stop him.

Fang Yuan only had the Qingfeng Sword in his hand now, and the other magic weapons had all been taken away by the Daoists, so he could only flee now.

However, the ivy was too fast, and his hands and legs were firmly tied in an instant, and most of the barbs were blocked by his skin and broken, but some of the barbs were still deeply pierced.

Zhang Li was shocked when he saw the barb blocked by Fang Yuan's skin, he didn't expect Fang Yuan's skin to be so hard, it was like steel, he had tried the ivy, even the iron sheet of the car could pierce it.

Fang Yuan, who was tied up like a zongzi by the ivy, fell to the ground, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand fell.

Fang Yuan needed to get rid of this ivy, otherwise he would definitely die, because this ivy was getting tighter and tighter, and it had the intention of strangling him to death.

"See you're not dead yet!" Zhang Li was overjoyed when he saw Fang Yuan being tied up by ivy.

Enduring the piercing pain, his heart flipped down, and Fang Yuan had a decision.

Although his arm couldn't move, it didn't affect Fang Yuan's pinching technique, and with the sword finger urging, the Qingfeng sword slashed towards him fiercely.

The Qingfeng Sword slashed down at his back, leaving a wound more than a foot long on Fang Yuan's back, drenched in blood, and the ivy was instantly cut into several pieces, turning into a blue light, and then disappeared.

Fang Yuan couldn't even hold the Qingfeng Sword, you must know that this was still under the deliberate control of the Sword Spirit, otherwise that sword would not be as simple as a wound that was more than a foot long, and it could even kill Fang Yuan.

Unexpectedly, this Zhang Li has so many strange magic weapons, first standing out of nothing, and now it is a strange vine.

This Zhang Li is a bit difficult, and he must fight quickly, otherwise once the news of this fight is leaked, there will be no possibility of escape.

Swallowing a Wen Yuan Dan, the true yuan recovered in an instant.

Pinching the trick, a golden light rushed up from Fang Yuan's side and stabbed directly at Zhang Li's throat.

Zhang Li trembled and writhed, forming a protective wall with jade beside him.

The moment the Qingfeng Sword came into contact with the protective wall, the protective wall shattered, and it was obvious that the protective wall formed by this jade was a little unsightly in the late stage of qi induction.

Rao is Zhang Li desperately dodged the defense, but the Qingfeng Sword still lifted his flesh and blood on the shoulder.

At least a pound of flesh was sprinkled with blood, flew high, and fell into the distance.

Zhang Li looked at the flesh and blood far away from his body, endured the severe pain, trembled and scolded hysterically: "Fang Yuan, I want you to die!"

"If you can live, you want me to die!" Fang Yuan disdained.

Now the flesh and skin on both of them are blooming, and the blood is flowing, just to see who can hold on to the end.

"If it weren't for the sneak attack by your strange magic weapon, do you think you would still be alive?"

After Fang Yuan finished speaking, he held the Qingfeng Sword and stabbed towards Zhang Li.

"Hmph!" Zhang Li endured the severe pain and snorted coldly, the two of them were very terrible.

Zhang Li also carried the ugin-like flying sword to meet him.

At this moment, the Qingfeng Sword was like a god and Buddha, wielding it in Fang Yuan's hand. The maneuverability of the flying sword in the air is far less comfortable than in his hand, and he wants to pursue nirvana, and he can't dodge by Zhang Li.

Because of the powerful existence of the sword spirit, at this moment, it turned into a god-like Qingfeng sword, and Fang Yuan was extremely handy in manipulating it.

The golden light stabbed towards Zhang Li like a raindrop in his right hand, he seemed to be integrated with the Qingfeng Sword, the Qingfeng Sword was like his arm, any movement of his could trigger the Qingfeng Sword, and he could control the Qingfeng Sword to stab out from any place.

Zhang Li desperately blocked some of the sword lights, but he was still stabbed by Fang Yuan with sixteen swords.

The Qingfeng Sword stabbed Zhang Li sixteen times, and sixteen white lights flashed in front of Zhang Li's chest.

Sixteen rays of white light dimmer each time.

This is obviously a kind of talisman.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan quickly changed the direction of his sword and beckoned towards Zhang Li's throat.

Zhang Li was also panicked, feeling that the aura of the scale jade armor was getting lower and lower, and his heart trembled.

Each of Fang Yuan's swords, without the protection of this scale jade armor, could at least tear off a large piece of flesh and blood, Zhang Li did not have Fang Yuan's hard body.

Retreating sharply, Zhang Li thought about temporarily distancing himself from Fang Yuan, but Fang Yuan would not give Zhang Li this opportunity, and wrapped around Zhang Li tightly like an appendage.

Zhang Li was ruthless, swallowed a Wen Yuan Dan, and urged almost all of the True Yuan to the jet-black flying sword.

The jet-black aura of the flying sword instantly expanded countless times, and there was even a black flame burning around his body.

With Zhang Li Zhenyuan's large number of urging, the black light faintly turned into a black flame bird, although it was only a faint outline, but it exuded high temperature, scorching the silver light Lingtian black, and the surrounding high-temperature energy was distorted.

This big bird with only a silhouette was much smaller than the civet cat that the Qingfeng Sword had conjured before, but the mysterious coercion made people's hearts tremble.

The Qingfeng Sword began to tremble the moment the big bird appeared, and then it automatically took Fang Yuan away from the jet-black flying sword.

"What's going on?" Fang Yuan was displeased and questioned the strength in the sword.

"No way, the flying sword faintly exudes the coercion of the divine bird Golden Crow Bird, although it is not the Golden Crow Bird as the sword spirit, but the coercion has a strong deterrent to me, and the flying sword is obviously from the hand of a master. Explained vigorously.

Looking at the golden crow bird that looked like an entity, Fang Yuan did not doubt its power at all, the golden crow bird in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" was the embodiment of fire, it was the ten days of the sky, and the flames emitted by the golden crow bird burned all over the world.

The flying sword in Zhang Li's hand obviously couldn't be compared to the real three-legged golden black bird.

But Fang Yuan wouldn't doubt his power.

"Die!" Zhang Li, who was holding the flying sword, was ruthless, and the black spiritual fire that was almost physical reflected Zhang Li's blood-covered face, adding a trace of gloomy color.

Zhang Li held the flying sword that seemed to be burning in his hand and stabbed at Fang Yuan, the golden black bird seemed to let out a roar, he wanted to kill with one blow.

The hand holding the flying sword was covered with blood, and he didn't know if he was injured by Fang Yuan before, or if he was devoured by the flying sword now.

Fang Yuan's eyelids jumped, as if he was locked by the golden black crow bird transformed by the black flying sword, and there was no way to avoid it.

In this battle, Fang Yuan had been aggrieved from the beginning, he didn't expect that there were so many powerful magic weapons, and each of them was so difficult.

This is destined to have a great ancestor-level figure behind him.

No matter what, it's hard to protect yourself, and you don't care if your ancestors are not ancestors.

Fang Yuan's heart was horizontal, and he poured the true yuan into the Qingfeng Sword, the Qingfeng Sword emitted a golden glow, and the golden spirit cat resurfaced.

True Yuan's overuse picked up the injury on Fang Yuan's back, and Fang Yuan spit out a few mouthfuls of blood on the Qingfeng Sword, making the Qingfeng Sword even more golden.

Fang Yuan's strength was stronger than Zhang Li's, and the quality of the Qingfeng Sword was actually better than the black flying sword, but the golden black bird that the flying sword transformed into was oppressive, so that the Qingfeng Sword could not exert its full power.

Now the Blue Blade Sword was under Fang Yuan's full urging, temporarily getting rid of the coercion of the black flying sword.

The golden civet greeted the black golden crow.