Qian Dajin also saw the three people on the rainbow, but the three of them were indeed a little crowded when they rode a flying sword together, and even the rainbow light formed by the flying sword was an S-shaped trajectory, which made people sweat and wonder if someone would fall down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Qian Dajin looked at his figure, and he felt that if he went up by himself, he would definitely not be able to squeeze out.

Fang Yuan and Qian Dajin saw the three of them fall about ten zhang away.

Wang Long and Song Ming breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were not frightened on the flying sword.

Fang Yuan looked at the three of them quietly and didn't speak, it would definitely not be a good thing for these three people to choose to come here at a time when the world was changing greatly.

Sure enough, after the three of them stabilized their figures, Zhang Feichen's cold face became hideous, and he motioned for the two behind him to go up.

"Fang Yuan, just tie your hands and arrest it! you will die today!"

Wang Long and Song Ming saw Zhang Feichen's signal, so they had no choice but to rush forward, they also knew that Fang Yuan in front of them was already in the late stage of qi induction, and they only hoped that Fang Yuan would be captured under the siege of the two, and they even hoped that Fang Yuan would be arrested after listening to Zhang Feichen's words.

Fang Yuan ignored Zhang Feichen and thought a lot in an instant.

On this small Kunlun Mountain, Qiankong forbade disciples to fight privately, and Fang Yuan even saw that some disciples were executed by Qiankong, who came back once a month, because of private fights.

The three people in front of him were blatantly dealing with themselves, without even a trace of concern, wasn't that Zhang Feichen afraid to come back and blame?

The red glow in the sky is even more bright red at this time, covering the entire Xiaokunlun Mountain, and the red glow has a faint coercion, which makes people breathless, like oppression before a storm.

"Let you die today, that thief won't come back, your backer is gone, just be caught, maybe you will have a whole corpse. ”

Zhang Feichen looked at Fang Yuan and Qian Dajin, and was sure in his heart, Fang Yuan's strength was the same as his own, Qian Dajin was unarmed, and it was definitely a dead end, thinking of this, Zhang Feichen's face was even more hideous.

Because of Fang Yuan's arrival, Zhang Feichen's grievances will be repaid by him today.

"Grind and chirp, hurry up!" Looking at the trembling two, Zhang Feichen was angry and gave them flying swords, he was still so afraid of Fang Yuan.

Wang Long and Song Ming heard Zhang Feichen shouting, their hearts were certain, looking at the flying sword in their hands, their hearts were facing Fang Yuan, and Zhang Feichen was sitting behind them, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Swish!

In an instant, a golden rainbow light surged in front of Wang Lung's eyes, and almost instantly, it came up and slashed down at his head, the force was too great, and it wanted to split him in half.

It's a golden flying sword, crystal clear and brilliant, a foot long, indestructible, beyond the speed of sound, if you hear a sound it means it's too late.

Wang Lung looked at the golden flying sword in front of him, which was only a foot long, but now it seemed so huge, as if Mount Tai had pressed to the front, he wanted to resist with the flying sword, but now he couldn't retreat, this golden flying sword was too fast.

Burst!

Blood sprayed, Wang Lung was split in half from head to toe, and the action of wanting to resist the horizontal sword came to an abrupt end, and he had a shocked expression before he died.

Rumble!

The flying sword slashed Wang Lung in two, and his strength continued unabated, cutting the ground into a huge deep pit.

Phew!

The sound of the flying sword in Wang Lung's hand falling into Lingtian was extremely dull.

Song Ming was beside Wang Lung, from head to toe at the moment, his face was covered with red blood, his expression was sluggish, and Wang Long in front of him was split in two, this scene was too scary.

The moment the flying sword slashed, Fang Yuan moved his body, and at the speed of sound, with a sound barrier, his right leg was fired like a cannonball.

Bang!

Song Ming flew upside down several zhang away like a bent shrimp, landed and raised sand and dust in the sky, and fell into the huge pit formed by the earthquake.

Shot in an instant, beheaded one person, flew one person, Qian Dajin was stunned, looking at this junior brother who was kind on weekdays, but at this moment he was like killing a god.

Zhang Feichen's right eyelid jumped in the distance, he didn't expect Fang Yuan to be so decisive, expecting the two of them to give Fang Yuan some harassment, he waited for the opportunity to catch Fang Yuan and hand it over to the little junior brother.

In an instant, one of them was beheaded, and the other fell into the huge black chasm.

It seems that you can only do it yourself, Zhang Feichen thought secretly.

He had already entered the late stage of qi induction for a long time, and he asked himself if he was sure to win against Shang Yuan.

Fang Yuan kicked Song Ming and fell, falling where the two of them were standing, and when they landed, the ground was a little cracked, you can imagine how fast Fang Yuan's speed was.

Fang Yuan picked up the purple flying sword with black spots on the ground, and blew it down, blowing off the mud and blood mixture on the sword.

Turning around, he threw the purple flying sword to Qian Dajin, and said, "Senior Brother Qian, that purple flying sword, although it is not pure, but it can't be taken care of so much at the moment, you can sacrifice it and go to find that Song Ming, no problem, right?"

Fang Yuan knew that his kick would injure Song Ming at most, far from the point of directly killing him, and it would be better to hand it over to Qian Dajin to deal with.

Qian Dajin held the flying sword in his hand, his eyes showed determination, and he also knew that his fate would be changed today because of this battle.

He bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the purple flying sword, which was now ownerless, and he could sacrifice it.

Looking at the flying generals who were flashing purple and buzzing after the sacrifice, Qian Dajin held it tightly and walked quickly to find Song Ming in the black crack.

"It's not three against two, it's two against two. Fang Yuan said calmly towards Zhang Feichen.

Zhang Feichen's sword finger moved, and a black light in front of him skyrocketed to a zhang long, dragging a black tail, with the sound of breaking the sky, and slashed towards Fang Yuan in an instant.

The old man who was pulled by the black mang was very mysterious, and the flying sword almost surpassed the speed of sound, wanting to cut off Fang Yuan's head.

While!

At the same time that Fang Yuan took out Zhang Feichen's sword, the Qingfeng Sword had already been slashed out, accurately meeting the flying sword that was shining with black light.

Swords collided, sparks shot out in all directions, and there was a piercing grinding sound, and the sound was unpleasant.

The friction poured out with the energy generated by the collision of the true element, which was the energy generated by the two of them driving the flying sword.

Centered on the splash of Mars, in the void, there were layers of energy ripples, as if the surface of a calm lake had exploded.

Fang Yuan was closest to the energy center, and was blasted out, ten zhang away, his skin was painful and hot, showing redness, if he was replaced by Zhang Feichen, his skin would definitely open his flesh, revealing his white bones, Fang Yuan's flesh was too strong.

Fang Yuan in the void took a few steps to stabilize his figure, dragging two long trails to stand still.

Zhang Feichen was far away from the energy center, but he was only hit back a few steps by the aftermath.

Shout!

In the smoke and dust in the sky, the black mangs disappeared, disappeared into the smoke and dust, and returned to Zhang Feichen's hands.

Fang Yuan held the golden Qingfeng Sword, the sword spirit shouted vigorously, the quality of that black flying sword was not low, and the fight with the black flying sword that day was strong, the blow just now even made him feel very painful, let Fang Yuan be careful.

Unexpectedly, since receiving the vigorous sword spirit, the quality of the flying sword has been very good.

Fang Yuan held the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, observed carefully, did not curl the blade, and spoke vigorously, asking Fang Yuan not to underestimate him, originally the Qingfeng Sword already had a quality comparable to the acquired spirit treasure under Fang Yuan's essence blood refining, and with him, it was not inferior to the acquired spirit treasure.

"One-on-one, I'm just sure to win you, it's just a lucky boy who has just entered the late stage of qi induction, and he was injured like that by his junior brother, do you think I'm a junior brother?" Zhang Feichen held the black flying sword and said sharply.

There are some meanings, Fang Yuan didn't know it when he heard the little junior brother for the first time, now it seems that the little junior brother Zhang Feichen called should be Zhang Li, as the senior brother of the disciples of the Qiankong people, but he called Zhang Li so affectionate, this matter is somewhat interesting.

"It seems that you came to Qiankong's side for your own purpose!" Fang Yuan guessed.

Swish!

A brilliant golden sword light shot up into the sky, and the golden flying sword slashed through the void like lightning.

Zhang Feichen's short hair stood up, his hair stood on end, this golden flying sword made him feel dangerous, too fast, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed the void and slashed towards him.

Unexpectedly, this Fang Yuan made a move as soon as he finished speaking, he remembered Fang Yuan, who was at the center of the collision of the two swords, and was blasted ten zhang away by the energy, as if he was nothing, he didn't think he had that strong physique.

"Despicable!"

Zhang Feichen made a sound, stepped violently, moved his body laterally, and the ground cracked with one step, with the sound of the wind, and the inertia floated out dozens of zhang before stopping and stabilizing.

Rumble!

A golden ray slashed down on the spot, like a golden civet slamming into the earth, adding a huge black crack to Qian Dajin's spiritual field, as if the earth was split in half.

The power of Fang Yuan's sword can be imagined, it is really amazing.

Zhang Feichen gasped, if this sword was blocked hard, it would definitely be seriously injured, and he had to pay attention to this Fang Yuan's strength.

"Despicable? life and death fight, what is despicable or not, just be able to live!"

Fang Yuan moved his body forward, and with the sound of whirring through the void, he instantly grasped the Qingfeng Sword floating on the crack and slashed towards Zhang Feichen.

Like an arrow off the string, with a terrifying momentum.

Fang Yuan was also worried about whether this Zhang Feichen's magic weapons were as many as Zhang Li's, and he was frightened by that Zhang Li's strange many magic weapons, so he simply fought in close quarters and didn't give Zhang Feichen a chance to use them.

In fact, Fang Yuan thought about it a lot, it was impossible for everyone to be like Zhang Li, who was loved by an ancestor.

A flying sword may be a monk's only magic weapon, regarded as life.

Zhang Feichen's eyes showed a cautious expression, looking at Fang Yuan who was attacking, holding the black flying sword in his hand, and blocking Fang Yuan's attacks one by one.

The sound of flying swords and ping-pong is endless, with sparks shining everywhere, energy pouring out, and the contrast of black and gold sword light is strong, illuminating the small Kunlun Mountain in the evening.

Everywhere the two of them passed, there were all potholes, and when they reached the outside of Fang Yuandong's mansion, the boulders directly shattered and turned into powder.

Since you have close contact, you will naturally be sorry for yourself if you don't play to your strengths.

Fang Yuan saw the opportunity and directly punched Zhang Feichen, and Zhen Yuan attached himself to his fist, making a crackling roar.

The punching bag is really amazing, not to mention Fang Yuan's strong body.

Zhang Feichen also knew that this Fang Yuan's body was strong, and he didn't dare to make a hard connection, and the black flying sword instantly crossed his chest, ready to block this blow with the flying sword.

Fang Yuan's fist slammed into the black flying sword, and a huge outpouring of energy temporarily blasted the two of them apart.

Burst!

Zhang Feichen felt as if his chest had been hit by a boulder, as if his heart had been hammered with a hammer, he was suffocated, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then the severe pain invaded, making his body tremble uncontrollably.

The right hand holding the black flying sword couldn't stop trembling, and the tiger's mouth was bleeding, and even the flying sword was a little unstable.

Fang Yuan's punch was really terrifying.

Fang Yuan even saw that the black flying sword was distorted when it collided with his fist, just for a moment, and at that moment, there were faint sparks splashing around.

Looking at his fist, which was comparable to a magic weapon, it was only a few pieces of skin that had been broken, and some blood was flowing, accompanied by a slight pain.

Seeing such a result, Fang Yuan stretched out greatly, and simply gave up using the Qingfeng Sword to attack Zhang Feichen, but raised his fist again, stretched his body, and attacked furiously again.

He wanted to test how strong his flesh was.

Bang!

The battle situation was extremely tragic, the fist bombarded the sword, the sword body collided, and the energy poured by the true yuan exploded, like thunder rumbling, and the sound was huge and boundless.

Roar!

Fang Yuan roared, this kind of battle of letting go of his hands and feet and not being bound by foreign objects made his heart agitated, and he couldn't help but let out a wild roar, expressing the happiness in his heart.

This roar had an unexpected effect, and the roar broke out suddenly, directly shocking Zhang Feichen's mind.

At the moment when Zhang Feichen was in a trance, Fang Yuan saw a flaw, and with another punch, he made a swift and domineering shot.

Zhang Feichen hurriedly resisted with his sword, but after all, he was in a hurry and did not use his strength.

The flying sword blocked and only removed part of the power, but the follow-up power of the fist exploded, and it was still like a mountain and a sea, extremely terrifying.

Bang!

Zhang Feichen's body flew like a meteorite towards the mountain where Fang Yuan Cave Mansion was located, and the large boulder was blown away, and Zhang Feichen was even embedded in the mountain, forming a human form where it came into contact with the mountain.

Burst!

Fang Yuan's punch with terrifying power really hit Zhang Feichen's body, the black flying sword couldn't completely block it, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

This time, Fang Yuan had experience and used a large amount of True Yuan to protect his fist, but the fist only broke some skin.

Only the pain of the impact with the flying sword.

At this moment, Zhang Feichen's eyes looking at Fang Yuan were already full of horror, he was very confident in his strength, and his junior brother Zhang Li also told him that Fang Yuan's physical body was extremely strong.

Senior Brother Chen Tong also said that this Fang Yuan had been hit by his two Five Thunder Methods, but he was fine, if it was a monk in the late stage of ordinary qi induction, he would have already been blasted into ashes.

But after really feeling it, Zhang Feichen felt that what they said was wrong, because it was too strong.

Zhang Feichen, who was embedded in the mountain, pushed away the boulder pressing on his body, moved his body horizontally, and with the sound of breaking the air, he stabilized in front of Fang Yuan, with deep fear in his eyes.

Fang Yuan continued to follow up, and he would not let go of those who wanted to put him to death.

Zhang Feichen looked at Fang Yuan, who didn't even use the magic weapon in front of him, and began to try to dodge his furious fist, no longer resisting with a horizontal sword, that fist was too terrifying.

Fang Yuan swung his fist, his fist never left Zhang Feichen's vital point, he wanted to kill with one blow.

The two chased and fled, the destructive power was amazing, the speed was comparable to the speed of sound, the air roared, a deep pit appeared in Lingtian on the way, Lingtian exploded, and the boulder touched the two, and it was also shattered by the real yuan.

The speed was gradually forced faster and faster by Fang Yuan, and gradually it was already supersonic speed, and the sound barrier sounded.

At this speed, the requirements for the physical body are extremely high, otherwise the body will crack and bleed because it can't bear it.