The ensuing battle made Fang Yan unable to believe his eyes, this Wang Jin swept away the previous state of passive beating, or the short spear magic weapon, but Cheng Yi was embarrassed to kill in a short period of time, in Fang Yan's opinion, the exquisite swordsmanship, at this moment Wang Jin's short spear became full of flaws, forcing him to withdraw the two long swords in front of him before he could barely resist. [Ran^Text^Library] []

"Who are you, you are not Wang Jin, who are you?" Cheng Yi looked frightened and shouted to Wang Jin.

"Who the old man is, you deserve to know, but for the sake of the fact that you have inadvertently done the old man a great favor, and you are about to die at the hands of the old man, it doesn't hurt to tell you. The old man is what you said about the remnants of the Poison King Mountain, how about it, don't you want to arrest the old man and go back to receive the reward, the grudge between Dutianmen and the Poison King Mountain for tens of thousands of years has always been either you die or I live, but unfortunately this time you met the old man, and you only died. Wang Jin said unhurriedly.

The more he listened to the dialect, the more confused he became, it was obvious that he was a Qi refining period cultivator who came to seek fate together, but now they had become existences far beyond him, and he couldn't understand what these two people were saying, and he didn't have a clue at all. Poison King Mountain?dialect suddenly remembered this place in his mind, when he was in the underwater cave of Luoxia Mountain, he seemed to have obtained a jade slip from this place, and since then he has not cared about it, and threw it in the storage bag, remembering that it is a method of refining poison pills.

Taking advantage of the hostility between the two, Fang Yan hurriedly came to the Black Devil's side to help it destroy the puppet, while also looking for an opportunity to leave from here. As long as these two people are in a state of stalemate, when there is no time for him to care, Fang Yan will put away the black and pull his legs away, and he doesn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

"Hmph, it turns out that you are the dead man lying in the coffin, but you are just a soul body, how powerful can you exert by borrowing the body of a Qi refining period cultivator. Even if you were a Jindan monk back then, I don't believe that your cultivation can still be well preserved, so I don't scare people here, so I will let you see the top exercises of Dutianmen. Cheng Yi suddenly gritted his teeth and said, and two more long swords flew out of his body.

"It turned out to be the sword cultivator of the Dutianmen. No wonder you are a little arrogant, it's a pity that you met the old man, although this body is too weak, it is more than enough to deal with you. Come to think of it, this is the Dutian Sword Formation, very good, let the old man see how hot you have practiced. In the face of the gradually forming sword formation, "Wang Jin" was still not in a hurry. Said slowly.

The eyes of the dialect on the side flickered, and it turned out that the monk who had become dry bones was not dead. It's just that the body is rotten, but the soul doesn't know what secret method has been used to survive so far, and a few people didn't notice it when they opened the coffin just now. I don't know how he appeared, and when he clinged to Wang Jin's body, maybe at this moment Wang Jin has died and been robbed of his body, and this person is still the ancestor he remembers.

Cheng Yi's performance also surprised him, the strength of this Dutianmen disciple was completely beyond his expectations, and the two long swords that attacked the two of them just now. It's just a casual thing, and now the four swords are out together, and the so-called Dutian Sword Array has also been formed, in which the mysterious dialect is incomprehensible, but the power must not be underestimated.

"Wang Jin" seemed to be casual, but he didn't underestimate this set of sword formations at all, and he didn't rush forward to attack. Instead, he tried to test the periphery, a short spear roaming around the edge of the sword array. Cheng Yi was like a great enemy, and he did not hesitate to rush the sword formation frantically, and after a while, his whole body was shrouded in a cloud of sparkling sword blades, and it seemed that there was no flaw in it.

The whole sword array was like a hedgehog piercing its hands. Interlocking, if you can't find the weak point accurately, you will be caught up in it immediately and you will not be able to get out, and with this sword array to protect each other, Cheng Yi can attack and retreat, and be invincible. Of course, the premise of all this is that the other party can't see through a few tricks of the sword formation. I couldn't find the weakness of the sword formation.

However, looking at the unhurried appearance of "Wang Jin", Cheng Yi felt weak in his heart, don't look at what he just said, in fact, he was also very scared of this old monster who had lived for an unknown number of years, and the few prescriptions that this person wandered away were exactly what worried him the most.

The two of them were tangled together, but Fang Yan found an opportunity, and he took the black demon on the side to fight the puppet beast, while slowly guiding it away from the two people's warband, preventing himself from accidentally getting involved. In addition to fighting with the puppet in front of him, his attention has always been on the two of them, looking for possible opportunities, and he will not hesitate to flee whenever he has the opportunity.

However, he still has to find a way to get rid of the puppet in front of him first, don't look at this is just a puppet beast, but it is more difficult to deal with than the real demon beast in battle, the whole body is extremely hard, and he can't find obvious weaknesses, and the mana seems to never be exhausted, and he has been attacking around the dialect and the black demon without slacking off for a moment.

Dragged by this puppet, even if there is a chance to escape, I am afraid it will be difficult to get out for a while, Fang Yan can't help but secretly cry bitterly, but he can't find a way to crack it in a hurry. Suddenly, Fang Yan had an idea, since it was a dead thing like a puppet, why did he have to fight it to the death and consume his mana.

Moreover, this puppet must be the same as a magic weapon, it needs to be controlled by a monk, and the consumption of divine consciousness is essential, otherwise it will never be possible to attack on its own like a spirit animal. In this case, why not lead it further, Na Cheng Yi is now facing "Wang Jin" with all his might, I am afraid that it is impossible to be too distracted by this puppet, and then find a way to concoct it.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan commanded the black sha, took the puppet and fought and walked, gradually leaving the hall and walking towards the passage. Cheng Yi over there was also a little anxious when he saw this, how could he not know that Fang Yan was doing this, but how could he dare to be distracted in the face of such a big enemy, and watched Fang Yan take the puppet beast farther and farther away.

"Hehe, this little guy is so clever that he kidnapped your puppet beast away. But don't worry, it's up to the old man to have the final say here, no one wants to leave without the old man's consent, and he will definitely accompany you on the road later, and you won't be too lonely on the Huangquan Road. ”

At this moment, "Wang Jin" is still in the mood to laugh, although he has not found a way to crack the sword array under Cheng Yi for a while, but Cheng Yi wants to trap or injure him with the sword array, it is absolutely impossible, this person is relying on this simple short spear magic weapon, and he can break Cheng Yi's swordsmanship with a single hand, and he can't help it at all.

"Don't you think it's too early to talk about this now, it is not yet known who will kill the deer. It's just a puppet, I have a lot on me, so I don't bother with you, you still have to care more about your body, how long can you withstand the toss, I'm afraid you still want to get out of here with this body, right?" Cheng Yi said coldly.

"This old man has a plan, and it's not your turn to worry about it, but it's just a low-level disciple of the Heavenly Gate, and after learning a few tricks of the three-legged cat's swordsmanship, he dares to speak to the old man, and he really doesn't know how to write dead words. After speaking, "Wang Jin"'s figure suddenly turned, and then the short spear changed, and the moves were all directed at the connection of the sword array, which made Cheng Yi busy for a while.

Like this once extremely powerful old monster, although it is now temporarily residing in a weak body, the powerful divine sense and a body of insight are still there, and after a little temptation, he gradually saw the flaws in the sword formation, and made Cheng Yi difficult to deal with with a few moves. Don't look at it as easy to be hard-mouthed, but his heart is secretly tight, the situation is also extremely unfavorable to him, originally he wanted to die to drag down the body that this person had just taken, but it doesn't seem feasible at present.

Under the rapid change of mind, Cheng Yi had another plan, it seems that the sword array may not be able to help him, only to use his life-saving things. Before that, he had to plan a little, first deliberately stimulated this person with words, and then took advantage of his unpreparedness to suddenly use cold arrows, risking his life to win a glimmer of life for himself.

"The remnants of the Poison King Mountain are just the remnants, and they dare to speculate on my Heavenly Gate, do you know that the Poison King Mountain has long been leveled, and those disciples who are hiding in remote places like you have been uprooted by our righteous sects, and the Poison King Mountain has long ceased to exist. Even the stronghold you have painstakingly built here has long since changed its course, and it will soon become the force of my capital Tianmen, and your disciples and grandchildren are waiting to be killed, haha......"

Cheng Yi deliberately spoke aggressively, "Wang Jin" was really angry, glanced at Cheng Yi coldly, and snorted coldly: "Since you are looking for death, then the old man will fulfill you." Then he stopped talking, but the offensive in his hand was more violent, Cheng Yi knew that his move was beginning to work, and the next step was to find the right opportunity.

They couldn't see the battle on Fang Yan's side, and at this moment he had introduced this puppet beast into the passage, and when he got here, Fang Yan decided to do it immediately. I'm afraid that other methods will not work, the protection of this puppet beast is too tight, only the divine sense is its weak point, at this time Cheng Yi is being dragged by "Wang Jin", and it may be a wisp of his soul that controls this puppet beast.

The black demon was pressed in front of Fang Yan, and in Fang Yan's mind, a divine consciousness like a spike suddenly condensed, the horcrux bead had been refined by Fang Yan, and this time the condensed divine consciousness thorn was even thicker. Then Fang Yan's eyes widened, and he looked at the puppet beast fiercely, and a divine sense thorn flew away silently, and the attack was successful in an instant.

"Ah......h The black demon was about to pounce and tear the puppet beast apart, but Fang Yan hurriedly endured the pain to stop it, and instantly included it in the blue bead space.

Since Cheng Yi's split soul attached to the puppet beast was destroyed, this thing became an ownerless thing, and Fang Yan took it into his pocket without even thinking about it. At this moment, he was about to sacrifice a treasure and deal a fatal blow to the "Wang Jin" in front of him, but who knew that the soul suddenly stabbed, and the destruction of the soul affected himself.

"Ah, not good!" Cheng Yi shouted, blood flowed from his nostrils, how could he have thought that the split soul of the puppet beast that he possessed was actually killed by Fang Yan cleanly, and the damage to his soul immediately made him chaotic, and the sword array that protected his body immediately became vulnerable, and it would collapse on its own at any time. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )