The first thing Fang Yuan saw was Dali, at this time Dali was no longer a sword spirit but a living existence, he was reshaped by the elders of the Spirit Cat Clan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dali was still as before, smiling at Fang Yuan stupidly, and Mao Xiaoyue's charming eyes came together.

The three of them can come to Baishi Mountain at this time, obviously it is not as simple as coming to see the excitement, and they vigorously said to come and see, the old woman can completely refuse, but they still came.

Qian's face looked a little wonderful, one moment red, the other white, as if his face had changed, he thought that he could take Fang Yuan away in the light when he came to Baishi Mountain, and even brought the Kunlun Seven Masters here, it would be very easy, but his pressure was getting bigger and bigger.

First Su Yuan, the person who was entangled with him, and then the spirit cat clan of the Desolate Demon Clan, the situation became a little jealous of him, and he began to be out of his control.

At this moment, a milky voice came from the audience: "Kunlun Daoling, please advise!"

Qian Lin glanced at the most proud disciple in the field, Dao Ling can win, he can finally take back the Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder Method, Kunlun's secret method is definitely not allowed to fall into the hands of an outsider.

Fang Yuan didn't even have time to say a few words to Dali and Mao Xiaoyue, and Dao Ling couldn't wait to shout in the audience.

How can Kunlun's secret method be learned by a disciple of a dilapidated and decaying mountain and field sect, Uncle Qiankong has left Kunlun I don't know how many years, Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder has always been Kunlun's heart disease, I didn't expect that with the death of Uncle Qiankong, this heart disease is like a festering wound, not only did not get better, but it got worse and worse, this is not what Kunlun wants to see, so today it must be solved Bleaching beautifully, slap the face of the Holy Dao Sect, Dao Ling is absolutely confident in himself.

Fang Yuan walked out of the Holy Dao Sect's banquet, this was his first battle to break through the late stage of the Transformation Gods, for his own sake and for the sake of the Holy Dao Sect's face, he had to win.

Both sides seem to have a reason to win.

"People like you, you shouldn't worry about my Kunlun's Yuqing Zifu Immortal Thunder, you are not worthy!" Dao Ling's words were bitter and mean, and he didn't give Fang Yuan a chance to report his family, he scolded directly, because he had a milky voice, so he gave people an extremely strange feeling.

"I'd rather not learn if I could, but I can't be the master, this is what others taught me, so I have to protect it. "Although Qiankong is very bad for himself, he is also half of Fang Yuan's master, and what the master teaches, how can he be taken away by others.

"You will regret it, even if I don't use any of Kunlun's magic weapons, you will lose, although I am surprised that you entered the late stage of the god transformation stage so quickly, but my background in the late stage of the god transformation is not what you can imagine. "The scene of a young child teaching a young man is a little weird.

"You're talking a lot. Fang Yuan smiled and looked at Dao Ling, he really didn't want to fight with a little doll, it was not good to win, and it was even more ugly to lose.

"Humph!"

The sound of humming words was not over yet, and a killing intent permeated Fang Yuan, making him feel like he was in Shura Hell, thousands of evil ghosts kept pulling his ankles, howling miserably, screaming, as if they were going to pull him down to hell.

It can be said to be an illusion, it can also be said that this is a kind of attack method of divine thought, Kunlun's background is really not comparable to other immortal sects, there is actually a divine thought attack method, which makes Fang Yuan very envious, but now is not the time to envy, his situation is very dangerous, although it is only a move of Dao Ling's divine thought attack.

Dao Ling had already taken the lead, and Fang Yuan was now in a sluggish state.

"I still won!" "Dao Ling slapped his palm, unusually sharp, and slapped at Fang Yuan, "As long as you don't die, if you are injured, I will win, it is too troublesome to kill." ”

Dao Ling thought that this was just an ordinary competition, and he couldn't be interested in it.

"Why is Senior Brother sluggish and still?Dao Ling's palm is about to slap on his body, what's going on?" the disciples of the Holy Dao Sect kept chattering, discussing with each other.

"I didn't expect it to be the Divine Thought Attack Method, and Dao Ling really deserved to be the head of the Seven Masters. "Xuanxu Lao Dao couldn't believe it, the Divine Recitation Method was so difficult to cultivate, and if you didn't pay attention to it, you would hurt yourself, Dao Ling actually ......

At this moment, Fang Yuan's dazzling Bodhi in the sea of knowledge began to slowly rise into the sky above the sea of knowledge, shining on the sea of knowledge, and the attack method of the sea of knowledge was naturally the sea of knowledge, which made people hallucinate, and the Bodhi on the surface of the sea of knowledge would not sit idly by, and it began to emit five-colored Buddha light.

Fang Yuan instantly sobered up, feeling the strangeness of Bodhi in the sea of knowledge, Bodhi was very mysterious, not only saved him once, but he felt that something was wrong, he relied on Bodhi too much, so he was a little worried.

Maybe this worry has had an effect, the light of the Bodhi Buddha gradually began to fade, like a child with a temper, since I help you you don't want to, then you can help yourself, Bodhi fell and floated in the sea of knowledge.

Although it was only a short moment, Fang Yuan recovered a little, seeing that Bodhi had hidden the Buddha's light, it meant that Bodhi no longer helped himself, he slapped the mustard bracelet, a yellow rune paper appeared in his hand, bit his index finger fiercely, and swiped on the rune paper again and again, his fingers stopped, and after the last stroke, the rune paper suddenly appeared dazzling blue light.

Fang Yuan slapped the rune paper on the door of his head, and the rune paper turned into blue light and instantly disappeared into the sea of knowledge, soothing the restless waves, and the sea of knowledge gradually calmed down.

The Awakening Rune, although it was a very basic talisman, was particularly good to use in the current situation, and he instantly woke up from Dao Ling's divine attack on him.

But when he woke up, it was just a milky and sharp voice: "I'm surprised that you got rid of Shura Hell so quickly, but it's useless, it's too late, you're doomed to lose." ”

Dao Ling's palm was like a fairy guiding the way, domineering and incomparably powerful, the palm wind was like a knife, cutting off a strand of Fang Yuan's black hair, and it was instantly imprinted on Fang Yuan's chest, although Fang Yuan returned to his senses quickly, but Dao Ling was faster.

"I won!" As Fang Yuan flew out of the Ten Zhang, Dao Ling said sharply, he looked at the Holy Dao Sect with contempt, "Senior Brother of the Holy Dao Sect, that's it. ”

The smoke and dust wrapped Fang Yuan's figure, making it impossible to see clearly, the disciples of the Holy Dao Sect were full of disbelief, no matter how powerful Kunlun's disciples were, they couldn't defeat the senior brother with one move.

"Six games were played, and they were all good, but was the seventh game over so soon?"

"It's impossible, Senior Brother won't lose, even if he loses, it won't be so miserable!"

"After all, it's just a bunch of self-deceiving ordinary people. Dao Ling was disdainful.

The smoke and dust dissipated, Fang Yuan's figure reappeared intact, and the injury that Dao Ling was expecting did not appear.

"It looks like you didn't win. Fang Yuanle said hehehe, casually patting the dirt on his clothes, he didn't have a habit of cleanliness, so he didn't care.

"I'll just say, Senior Brother will never lose!" said another voice of joy from the disciples of the Holy Dao Sect.

The senior brother didn't lose, he didn't have any injuries on his body, and he still fought.

"I've heard of your physical strength, but I didn't expect that I deliberately added Zhenyuan's palm power and still failed to hurt you, it's a little interesting, I saw the Buddha's light just now, although it was only an instant, I think it should be that Buddha's light that made you wake up from the Shura Hell!" Dao Ling carried his hands behind his back, and his immature little face smiled.

Qian Liang didn't have the full confidence to kill Fang Yuan at the beginning, it was because he felt the abnormal fluctuations in Fang Yuan's sea of knowledge, and even made Qian Yuan a little afraid, so Fang Yuan was able to come back from Kunlun intact.

Qianshan also saw the Buddha's light, Fang Yuan should have the Buddha's supreme treasure talisman, it was right not to make a move at the beginning, Qianshan thought secretly.

"How many times can I see that treasure of the Buddhist family can protect you?" said Dao Ling, accompanied by a sky-high red light, there was an extra flying sword in his hand, which was extremely powerful.

At the beginning, Yuan had seen this flying sword in the upper part of Kunlun Mountain, but he didn't look carefully, and today he saw that it was indeed a flying sword in the shape of a red auspicious cloud, about two feet long, exuding red light all over his body, which seemed to be aura and had a different kind of aura like auspicious clouds.

"Xiangyun Sword! Qianshan actually passed the Xiangyun Sword to Dao Ling!" Xuanxu Lao Dao exclaimed.

Even Su Yuan and the elder, Mao Xin, the elder of the spirit cat clan, were slightly moved, the Xiangyun Sword was Kunlun's unusually famous acquired treasure.

Qian Lonely stroked his beard and smiled without saying a word, looking confidently at Dao Ling on the field.

Dao Ling is Kunlun's senior brother, so he is naturally qualified, and Kunlun is not only an acquired treasure of Xiangyun Sword, so it is not a big deal, a group of hillbillies will look at Xiangyun Sword and exclaim like this, and laugh silently.

"Apprentice, the sword in Dao Ling's hand is an acquired treasure, Kunlun's Xiangyun Sword was already famous a thousand years ago, you have to be careful. Xuanxu said cautiously.

After Dao Ling heard this, he smiled, not caring at all, the Xiangyun Sword was originally a famous flying sword in the world, and the hillbilly didn't know it, obviously Fang Yuan in front of him was the hillbilly in Dao Ling's heart.

Even if the master didn't talk about the prestige of the Xiangyun Sword, Fang Yuan knew that the power of this sword must be extraordinary, this sword was too unattractive, the Qingfeng Sword was already considered an acquired spirit treasure-level flying sword, but the Xiangyun Sword in Dao Ling's hand was even more imposing.

No matter what others thought, the Xiangyun Sword in Dao Ling's hand was already red, slashing towards Fang Yuan, Dao Ling's divine thoughts were very powerful, Fang Yuan struggled to find a way to enhance his divine thoughts, because the divine thoughts were strong, the Xiangyun Sword was very fast, as if crossing the void, almost instantaneously slashed in front of Fang Yuan.

It was precisely because Dao Ling's divine thoughts were strong that the Xiangyun Sword was extremely fast, very powerful, as if it was about to cut off heaven and earth, and the terrifying momentum overwhelmed Fang Yuan.

Slammed the mustard bracelet, Fang Yuan's hand also appeared a flying sword, it was one of the ones that he practiced with his master on Baishi Mountain that day, it was incomparable with the Xiangyun Sword, one in the sky and one underground, he could only rush to meet it, if the treasure of the day after tomorrow was forced Fang Yuan did not want to compete with his physical body.

Fang Yuan crossed the flying sword, and almost instantly, the Xiangyun Sword fell down.

Ping!

This was not the sound of swords clashing, but the sound of the flying sword in Fang Yuan's hand being cut off, just the moment of the exchange, the flying sword in Fang Yuan's hand was full of cracks, extremely terrifying, the sound was very crisp and bright, and the flying sword was cut off in an instant.

The remaining momentum is unabated, the Xiangyun Sword wants to cut off Fang Yuan, it doesn't matter if Dao Ling doesn't have a murderous intent, the two of them are in a dangerous situation, and the elders will naturally make a move, so Dao Ling knows that he doesn't need to keep his hand at all, and his shot is a killing move.

At the moment when the flying sword broke, Fang Yuan abandoned the sword and quickly retreated, but it was still affected by the momentum of the Xiangyun Sword.