Chapter 257: Seven Men and Seven Women

Zuo Qiuli's face turned red, and he was a little angry, but he didn't attack, and said: "There was a mistake when refining the corpse before, otherwise this seat will be tied by this small foundation?"

You want to kill this son too, why don't you make a move?"

Seeing that the two seemed to be about to quarrel, Shui Rouer hurriedly became a peacemaker, at this time, if there was infighting, it would be a big mistake. Although these two are not naïve people, they are both noble statuses, and if it is for the sake of face, it will be difficult to do.

After talking for a while, the matter was calmed down, and Shui Rou'er said cautiously: "Why don't the blood Dao friends make a move?

Blood Yang's eyes shone brightly, and he said softly: "I'm afraid that Fei Bozong's methods are more than that, the reason why I didn't make a move is just in case!

Shui Rou'er chuckled and said, "Blood Dao friends are thoughtful, the little woman can't compare, I just don't want to get dirty!"

After that, he put away his smile and said, "Since the two of you are unwilling to make a move, then let the disciples of this sect make a move, it was originally a battle formation that the guest secretaries did temporarily, and now it is just right to use!"

After that, seven men and seven women flew out of the Lanyue Pavilion, the men were handsome, and the women were beautiful. All of them have a bad aura on their bodies, and their eyebrows are even more heroic, and there is a kind of indifference in their eyes, as if life is not worth mentioning in their eyes.

Seven men and seven women flew out in pairs, turning into Changhong and heading straight for Fang Wenyuan.

At this moment, Fang Wenyuan was fighting with the fake Dan monk, Fang Wenyuan's yuan power consumption was not small, and the fake Dan monk was not injured, so in terms of strength, Fang Wenyuan was slightly inferior.

However, with the strength of his physical body and the power of magic powers, Fang Wenyuan gradually gained the upper hand.

At this moment, the fake Dan monk suddenly retreated, and Fang Wenyuan took advantage of the victory to pursue him.

Seven men and seven women flew from the opposite side, and their cultivation was not in the late stage of foundation building, Fang Wenyuan took it to heart, and with one palm, a small thunderbolt burst out from his hand, and then gathered the void thunder, instantly forming a bucket thick/thin thunder.

Fang Wenyuan wanted to use this to open the seven men and seven women who were blocking, so that he could continue the pursuit.

However, unexpectedly, these seven men and seven women were not repelled by this thunder.

I saw that seven of the women were slightly forward, and the tricks of casting spells were exactly the same, throwing out a few peach blossoms, rising in the wind, turning into a giant of ten zhang, firmly blocking them, and also blocking the path that Fang Wenyuan had to pass.

It made it difficult for him to pursue the fake Dan cultivator again.

The thunder, as thick as a bucket, struck the petals of the flowers, piercing six flowers in an instant, and the last one only paused for half a moment. In such a short period of time, seven men and seven women tacitly attacked at the same time, and the three-zhang thick earthen walls burst up, seven in succession.

After blocking again, Lei Wei gradually decreased, only penetrating two earthen walls, and then depleted.

However, at this time, Fang Wenyuan had already galloped over, and the golden light of his right arm flashed away. Then there was a gust of wind that blew his clothes and long white hair.

The pure Yuan Force was suddenly compressed into the fist, Fang Wenyuan punched out, and the void appeared briefly distorted, and the fist wind was like a dragon, forming a spiral, heading straight for the earth wall.

There was a boom, and the ripples spread outward with the earthen wall as the center, and the earthen wall turned into a sky full of smoke and dust, rolling outward.

The seven men and seven women on the opposite side both flew upside down, but they faced each other strangely in the air, and they were not injured.

Fang Wenyuan raised his eyebrows and shouted in a low voice: "Regent!"

A milky white ripple emerged, and there was a momentum of thousands of horses galloping, impacting the opposite side.

Then, while he was casting the spell, the seven men stepped forward, each holding a different spell, and one after another divine consciousness burst out from the sea of consciousness, forming a huge bell and enveloping them in it.

When the Regent Technique arrived, it was convenient for Hong Zhong to collide, and to Fang Wenyuan's surprise, his sea of consciousness also appeared in a brief trance.

Since he got the Divine Technique, he had never missed, and at this moment, Fang Wenyuan was naturally a little surprised. However, this was not enough to surprise him, after all, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. If a person is always self-satisfied, how can he go further.

What's more, this is a path of cultivation.

After failing to strike a blow, Fang Wenyuan bullied forward, drew a circle in the air with one hand, blurred in front of him, and a mirror appeared, and shouted in a low voice: "Break the military law!"

Inside the mirror, seven men and seven women on the opposite side are reflected, there are changes like water waves, and the seven figures turn into seven thunderbolts in the mirror, and they gallop away with lightning speed, and the mirror is also broken.

For some reason, Fang Wenyuan's attack was as if the fourteen people on the other side knew about it in advance. There was no panic at all, the order between the shots was clear, and the seven women raised their hands, and peach branches appeared in their sleeves, and in a blink of an eye, a peach forest was formed in the air.

There's drops of dew in it, popping up from the peach leaves, converging into a whirlpool that you want to spin around. At the same time, the man raised his arm and landed on the woman's back, and the pure Yuan Force surged.

Thunder was blocked like this here. Fang Wenyuan's face sank, and he said secretly: "There is a trace of demonic aura in the cultivation of Lanyue Pavilion, how can the thunder technique be helpless! Could it be the reason for the man in his name?"

"In that case, let's just not use thunder!"

With a flash of lightning all over his body, Fang Wenyuan turned into thunder and lightning, went straight to a man at the very edge, and punched out.

The man's eyes were still calm, and his hands were bent in front of his chest, resisting Fang Wenyuan's fists. The others around him all turned around, their arms raised on the back of the person in front of them.

Almost instantly, the fourteen people were connected in a line, and the Yuan Force came out from the person at the back, and it strengthened after one person.

After the blessing of thirteen people, the man who met Wen Yuan's fist above let out a long roar to resist Fang Wenyuan's attack.

However, the Thunder Soul Law Body was not empty talk, before the Law Body condensed, Fang Wenyuan had gone through the Dragon Pattern Bone Alchemy Technique, and almost all the power of the flesh body was gathered to the bones, so the strength of the bones had long exceeded his cultivation, and it could be said that his bones had reached the strength of the Golden Pill.

The recovery of his physical body was due to the condensation of the Dharma body, so his physical body had a qualitative change from the inside out.

This punch condensed ninety percent of his qi and blood, and although he was jointly resisted by fourteen people, he was still beaten upside down by Fang Wenyuan and flew out, all of them turned red, and their blood was churning.

At this point, Fang Wenyuan knew that if he continued to fight with them, he would only contain himself, and the situation of the disciples of the Feibo Sect was critical. After weighing it, Fang Wenyuan gave up continuing to entangle with it and went straight to the camp of Fei Bozong.

However, these seven men and seven women came for Fang Wenyuan, so naturally they would not let him go easily. Fourteen people calmed down and cast spells together.

shouted in unison: "Seven Killing Array!"

At this moment, where they had stayed before, faint flashes of light appeared one after another, and they suddenly burst out, connecting into a line in an instant, instantly surrounding Fang Wenyuan.

A faint layer of white mist appeared in the heavens and the earth, becoming more and more intense, and after the divine consciousness dispersed, it was like being stuck in a deep quagmire, and it could only perceive a distance of seven zhang in a radius.

The place where the eyes can see is less than three zhang, Fang Wenyuan has purple pupils, and he can see a little farther, about ten zhang away, which is better than nothing.

For a while, the murderous aura gradually permeated, Fang Wenyuan frowned, and said secretly: "These fourteen people seem to be one, and there is still an insight opportunity, every time I can start to avoid blocking while I cast a spell!"

Moreover, Fang Cai is still arranging in the middle of the fight! This tacit understanding is by no means a day's work.

No, if one or two people have such a tacit understanding, it is reasonable, but they are fourteen!

Suddenly, Fang Wenyuan's eyes lit up, and he said, "That's right! Maybe someone secretly arranged it to be like this!"

Just when Fang Wenyuan had a little clue in his heart, within this small formation, the white mist was particularly thick unconsciously, and a faint fragrance came into his nasal cavity, and Fang Wenyuan was caught off guard.

There must be poison in the incense, Fang Wenyuan didn't need to think about it to know this, so he held his breath, the purple light in his left eye shone brightly, and he secretly observed.

Responding to change with the same is the best way now.

A roar came from behind him, Fang Wenyuan's body moved, he turned around to take it, and what caught his eye was a huge tiger head, opening his blood basin and biting it.

Fang Wenyuan's pupils shrank, and he secretly speculated: "When did this tiger head appear, why am I so unconscious." ”

There was constant speculation in his heart, although the tiger was not shocked, he punched quickly, and the latter hit the tiger on the head first.

The power of qi and blood instantly exploded the tiger's head, and the aftermath went straight into the dense fog without diminishing, disappearing invisible.

Fang Wenyuan secretly said that it was not good, and immediately his body moved, moving half a step forward, and then the ghost escaped, as if a ghost, and moved away.

The moment he moved away, a cold light slashed the remnant he had left in place. Fang Wenyuan's eyes shone brightly, and he said in his heart: "Sound east and west, hum! The white mist fills the way and causes obstacles, and then uses the phantom to launch a feint attack, and the real killer move is the one who hides in the fog!"

It was not uncommon to be able to conceal his divine sense, but it was the first time he had seen a formation that could invalidate Fang Wenyuan's purple pupils.

This array is indeed a bit tricky, Fang Wenyuan has a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he can't think of a way to crack it, so he can only take one step at a time.

Suddenly, there was a faint tumbling in the white mist, and at this time, a woman flashed away not far from Fang Wenyuan's body, and the place where she appeared was just at the edge of Fang Wenyuan's divine sense.

Finally, someone showed up, Fang Wenyuan naturally wouldn't let it go, and immediately followed without hesitation.

The figure moved and flashed away, and after taking a few steps, Fang Wenyuan's face changed, and he stomped on his feet suddenly, forcibly twisting his body.

Three rays of cold light passed close to him, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be three arrows, and the color was almost exactly the same as the white mist. If it weren't for Fang Wenyuan's feeling that something was wrong, I'm afraid he would have fallen on the road!