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His mind was tense to the extreme, his eyes were firmly fixed on the flying demon, and he didn't dare to have the slightest negligence, knowing that this was between life and death, and his life would be gone if he didn't deal with it properly!

Suddenly lifted a breath of internal qi, single-fingered a little cold blue needle, turned into a blue line and flew towards the demon at great speed, due to the extremely fast speed, even broke through the air and let out a scream, at the same time, his left hand clasped the ancient sword, in case the cold blue needle could not resist, leaving a move behind.

The corners of Jiang Zhicheng's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm, as if he was extremely disdainful of Fang Yun's resistance, and his five fingers grabbed forward, and the demon suddenly opened his bloody mouth, spurting out a bloody light, rolling the cold blue needle in.

"What? not good!" Fang Yun was shocked, and he felt a powerful blood-stained force attack, isolating the Cold Blue Needle from his mind, and no longer wanting to urge it, there was no response.

I saw that the devil's face showed disdain, chewed a few times in his mouth, and spit out something with a poof, about the size of a jujube pit, and the whole body was filled with blood.

Jiang Zhicheng made a move of his hand, and the cold blue needle wrapped in blood jumped into his hand, pinched it with two fingers and looked at it, and couldn't help but reveal a trace of surprise in his eyes, "Huh, this is actually a spirit sword, it seems to be...... Is it the one that Jiao Zhan reward......ed? What the hell did you do to make it so small?" Turning his gaze at Fang Yun, there was a hint of greed in his eyes that was shocked.

As a disciple who can forge swords by himself, Jiang Zhicheng has studied the art of sword casting, and he can see at a glance that the forging of this spirit sword is extremely extraordinary, the whole body is round and shiny, and there is no trace of secondary casting at all, but a large number of impurities are precipitated out, and it looks like it has rejuvenated a second life.

Fang Yun, a second-class miscellaneous servant who had just been promoted, how could he master such a casting and forging technique? Contacting Fang Yun's power of killing fifteen in one shot, Jiang Zhicheng had some bad associations, this Fang Yun seemed to have a secret that was no less than his own?

He looked at Fang Yun's eyes full of greed, Fang Yun had seen such a look in Li Datou's eyes, and understood that the other party was greedy, and he must take away his treasure.

Fang Yun snorted coldly, the ancient sword was his hope for revenge, no matter who coveted it, it was tantamount to obstructing his own revenge, preventing himself from seeking justice for his master and the more than a hundred people in Qingyun Village!

At this moment, Fang Yun's heart was full of blood, and he strode forward in the middle palace, and the hammer in his hand swung out in succession--smash!

The first move of the mysterious hammer method is extremely strong, Fang Yun has comprehended it for four years, and with the internal qi that is not shallow, he can already use it continuously as he wants, as soon as these three hammers come out, it is like a shock, and the power is simply infinite.

Jiang Zhicheng suddenly saw such an unbelievable hammer method, as if he saw three huge stone hammer shadows smashing towards his head, and he was shocked: "What kind of hammer method is this?"

He didn't dare to hesitate, a little demon in front of him, roared, and met his head.

The first hammer, the demon demon shook his whole body and blocked it, Jiang Zhicheng snorted, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The second hammer, the demon monster screamed, the demonic energy all over his body was permeated, and he blocked it again, Jiang Zhicheng took a step back, choking blood from his mouth.

In the third hammer, the demon screamed bitterly, the top of his head was dented, and his body trembled violently, and he was about to collapse.

Jiang Zhicheng spurted out a mouthful of blood, poured it on the demon's body, and screamed wildly: "Fang Yun, I don't accept it! I am the one who has great luck! Fight with me, it is you who will die!"

He was covered in blood, his arms were unfolded, and he threw himself forward, and he merged into the demons, turning into a humanoid monster, his face was covered with blood-colored lines, and it was terrifying to look at!

With a snort, he pounced in front of Fang Yun, his claws fluttered like mad demons, and he made more than a dozen moves in an instant.

Fang Yun was also the first time he had seen such a monster, what was even more terrifying was that the opponent's momentum had risen sharply, and his strength had tripled all of a sudden, and he was shocked, he didn't dare to fight with the ancient sword, he could only desperately use the mysterious hammer method to resist.

However, although the hammer method is mysterious, the opponent's strength is really terrifying, and after only a few resistances, he was grabbed by a hammer and pinched into a discus.

"Fang Yun, I want to drink your blood, eat your flesh, and let you wail to death!" Whahahaha......" Jiang Zhicheng hugged Fang Yun tightly, laughing like a madman, at this moment he didn't seem to be a normal person anymore, faintly revealing a demonic nature.

Suddenly opened his mouth, Bai Sensen's teeth were exposed, and he bit off the flesh of Fang Yun's shoulder, causing Fang Yun to twitch all over in pain.

Fang Yun wanted to resist, but the other party's strength was really amazing, and there were bursts of fishy demonic qi spurting out, making him dizzy and weak.

"Ancient sword, you can only fight with the ancient sword!" Fang Yun desperately urged the ancient sword, followed the meridians of his left hand and stabbed it fiercely from the bottom up.

Jiang Zhicheng opened his mouth, bit Fang Yun's left palm, and laughed wildly: "Don't struggle, ...... obediently"

Fang Yun suddenly urged the ancient sword, the ancient sword opened its mouth, and a suction force suddenly appeared.

Jiang Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, then he felt that his soul was shaken, and before he could react, the entire demonic demon was suddenly stripped out with his own soul, and was sucked into Fang Yun's palm by that huge suction.

There is a dark hole that forms a deep passage, and at the other end of the passage is a dark world.

"What is this? I'm not going! Let go of me!" Jiang Zhicheng struggled and shouted, his face shocked.

Fang Yun's face sank, and with a fierce urge, the suction power of the ancient sword suddenly increased by a few points, making a sound like a dragon's groan.

"Ahhh

Most of his soul body had been sucked in, and only one face was still contorted and screaming.

Fang Yun couldn't help but sigh secretly, this person had cultivated the Demon Skill and was already crazy.

As soon as he urged the ancient sword, he sent out the last suction force, sucking him in, making a sound similar to burping, and then a feeling of fullness and satisfaction came, as if he had devoured such a powerful soul, quite satisfied.

Fang Yun was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, when suddenly a repulsive force came from the mouth of the ancient sword cave, and a crack was opened, Jiang Zhicheng's distorted face stretched out desperately, and shouted loudly: "I have great luck! Fang Yunxiao'er, how can you be my opponent? I am not afraid! I am not afraid!"

Fang Yun couldn't help but be shocked, he didn't expect this person to be so obsessed, he was so stubborn, for fear that there would be some variables, his right hand used a mysterious hammer method and swung it out, hitting Jiang Zhicheng's face, knocking him backwards, and then slammed the ancient sword, closing the hole to death.

Although Jiang Zhicheng was completely sucked into the ancient sword space, leaving only a corpse with white eyes, Fang Yun still seemed to be able to hear his crazy laughter echoing in his heart-"I have great luck! I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid of ......."

Shivering all over his body, Fang Yun's strength seemed to be drained away, and he sat down on the ground softly, gasping for breath.

The battle with Jiang Zhicheng was simply earth-shattering, this person deserved to have great luck, if it weren't for his own ancient sword being superior, he would definitely die by himself!

In time, this person will definitely soar into the sky, if he really confronts this person at the outer gate, Fang Yun is really not sure that he will be able to kill him.

At this time, he was afraid of attacking, and he was covered in cold sweat, coupled with the scars all over his body and the large piece of flesh and blood that fell from his left shoulder, Fang Yun felt dizzy and nauseous for a while, and his body was weak.

Just when he wanted to take out the Xiao Pei Yuan Dan and meditate well, suddenly there was a sinister laugh in the cave, and a middle-aged monk walked out slowly, looking at Fang Yun and grinning: "Fang Yun, I haven't seen you for four years, your ability has increased greatly!" With a wave of his hand, a firewood knife appeared in his hand.

When Fang Yun saw it, he suddenly felt like falling into an ice cave, and he shivered, the firewood knife was the one he fell from the cliff four years ago.