"The Holy Flame is moving!" Fang La's expression was solemn, and a strange handprint formed on his hands, and a strange force appeared out of thin air, scattered in all directions of his body.

This move is one of the supreme martial arts recorded in the Holy Fire Order, and it requires all the strength to urge the Qiankun to move the strength to use it. At this time, Fang La's Qiankun Great Shift had been refined to the peak of the fourth layer, and under the full force of activation, the true qi of his body was divided into countless small silk strands intertwined, and the net was both soft and soft, and he was constantly accumulating.

Huangfu Yan struck with a quick sword, but every time the sword blade touched that strange force, it would deflect, and it couldn't exert half of its power. The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken. Huangfu couldn't succeed in one blow, and he was not discouraged, he continued to improve his body technique, and the sword moves he learned in his life continued to be sent.

Everyone could only vaguely see a blue light constantly rotating around Fang La, but they couldn't see what Huangfu Yan's sword moves were. It's just that half of Fang La's face is blood-red at this time, but half of his face is blue, obviously he has used all his strength, and he can't help but smack his tongue secretly at the moment.

Suddenly, Fang La's face turned blue and red, and his body began to tremble slightly. Huangfu Yan's heart suddenly burst, and he was secretly guessing what the situation was, when he saw that Fang La's forehead was already sweating like rain.

At this moment, Fang La finally couldn't help but let out a whistling sound. It turned out that under the oppression of the Emperor's Death Sword, he actually broke through to the fifth layer of the Great Shift. After Fang La's success, all his mental strength commanded Ruyi, and in a good mood, he laughed and said, "Huangfu Shaoxia, come and take the next palm!"

As he spoke, he suddenly pushed his palms forward, this move seemed calm, but there was a majestic and incomparably huge force on his palms, flashing with dazzling red light.

At the same time, the strange and strange forces around Fang La also became much stronger. Huangfu Yan immediately felt that the Qingluan Sword in his hand was actually a little ungraspable, and there was a tendency to quickly reverse.

This big move is really good, and when you practice it to the depths, you can actually accumulate most of the opponent's attack power at the moment of fighting against an evenly matched opponent, and then cooperate with your own strength to return the counterattack back. Fang La's strength at this time went further, and he could barely accumulate one-third of the strength of the emperor's attack, and at this time, coupled with his own strength, the power of this palm was indeed extraordinary.

The palm wind came to his face, and the emperor's heart was dark, and as soon as the sword was retracted, he hurriedly turned around to avoid it. Fang La's palm momentum did not decrease, and his strength brought up a burst of dust, flying all over the sky.

Suddenly, there was a sound of "Zheng!" from behind the emperor's death, and a holy fire order smashed over. He hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, but his feet were not idle, and he kicked it out with his back, and hit the Holy Flame Order head-on, making a "bang!" sound. At this moment, another flame swept across the left. Huangfu secretly complained bitterly, and used "a sword to come west" to meet this holy fire order.

Between the lightning, the two of them were already very close. At this time, Huangfu Yan hurriedly took out his sword, and the gap was exposed. When Fang La saw it, he swept away with one leg and almost kicked him in the calf. Seeing that one leg failed to kick solidly, Fang La's left hand waved again, and a holy flame was thrown out obliquely, this move was extremely weird, and it was worthy of the emperor's lower abdomen.

Huangfu subconsciously sank his body, only to hear a clap, and this holy fire order hit a tree a few meters behind him, deeply embedded in it.

When he came back to his senses, Huangfu suddenly jumped under his feet, holding a sword in his hand, and shot at Fang La like an arrow. Qingluan's long sword pointed directly at Fang Lamian Gate, and in mid-air, it took out swords one after another, forming a sword curtain, instantly twisting Fang La's sleeves into countless pieces, but Fang La's men were not idle, and three holy fire orders flew out one after another, hitting the tip of Huangfu's sword.

"The great shift of Manichaeism is indeed extraordinary!" Huangfu Yan was expressionless, the peerless sword light in his hand was swallowed, and he continued: "Sect Master Fang, be careful!" After finishing speaking, I saw that his eyes were condensed, his body was like lightning, and a sword stabbed out.

Fang La quickly blocked the five Sacred Flame Orders recalled in turn, and the two kept colliding with each other, making a dull sound.

Everyone watching the battle around felt uncomfortable for a while when they heard this, and Fang Ling, who was a little weaker in cultivation, felt as if a sledgehammer was hitting her heart.

On the contrary, it is a heavenly monk, without the slightest discomfort, a pair of eyes, flashing essence, and a dignified expression, which has long since lost the appearance of the previous hanger. It's just that everyone was attracted by the two people who were fighting fiercely in the field, and they didn't notice his abnormality.

Wang Yin noticed Fang Ling's discomfort, stepped forward and said softly: "Miss, please quit the venue, otherwise you will be affected by the internal force they played." ”

Fang Ling nodded, although she was unwilling, she also knew that her skills were too shallow to watch this battle. Just when she stepped into the martial arts arena, Deng Yuanjue suddenly let out an exclamation. Fang Ling was curious, and turned around to see that the long sword of the Emperor Fu was already on Fang La's neck.

"Ahh

Huangfu Yan smiled, slowly retracted his sword, and hugged his fists and said, "Sect Master Fang, offended!"

Fang La's face is pale, which is obviously caused by too much internal force consumption. Hearing this, he smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect that his cultivation would be sudden again, and he still didn't win over this son.

"Huangfu Shaoxia is polite! Shaoxia's swordsmanship and cultivation are exquisite, Fang Mou is not an opponent. ”

"Where, Sect Master Fang's great shift has reached the pinnacle, the kid is just a trick, and today's battle with the masters of Manichaeism is really worth the trip. ”

Fang La just smiled bitterly and didn't answer. In front of everyone's eyes, he was defeated by a kid of the same age as his daughter, no matter how deep his city was, it was difficult to let go for a while, and even the joy of breaking through with cultivation was much lighter.

Seeing this, Huangfu was also a little embarrassed. Knowing that he is young and vigorous, he has done a bit of Meng Lang in this matter. Fang La is the reincarnation of Mingzun in the hearts of the Manichaean people, he is so faceless, it is really a little unkind, he glanced at the Tianji monk on the side, and saw that he was not different, so he said: "In this way, the emperor died first!"

When Fang La heard this, he finally came back to his senses and said with a smile: "The distinguished guest has come to the door, and he has not finished the tour of Mingxing Garden, how can he leave like this." As he spoke, he instructed Shi Bao in front of him: "Brother Shi, you go and tell the kitchen to cook a few more good dishes, and we and Huangfu Shaoxia should have a good drink." ”

"The sect leader is too polite, it's just that the epidemic is important, and the emperor really can't continue to bother!"

Fang La is polite and polite, and these words are just polite words. If the emperor really stayed to eat, he would be looked down upon, not to mention that the atmosphere was cold, and the two sides were also embarrassed.

Fang La pretended to keep a few more words, and the emperor confessed again and again, and then left.