Chapter 245: The disciple is late

The movements in his hands were almost fast, and the unknown materials with spiritual energy converged in the air, and the golden crow fire flew out in an instant, and the blazing fire roared, refining it quickly.

Half an hour later, Fang Wenyuan walked out of the cave.

Walking to the entrance of the cave, Fang Wenyuan groaned slightly, and then his hands danced quickly, and small thunder lights, like swimming snakes, drilled out of his cuffs, wandered on the ground, and gradually disappeared.

At this point, Fang Wenyuan was satisfied.

A roar suddenly spread throughout the mountains, Fang Wenyuan's body trembled, his pupils in the pitch black suddenly turned bloody, and he muttered in a low voice: "Master! The disciple is too late to come back!"

After saying that, he soared upward, turned into a thunderbolt and went straight to the place where the mountain gate of Feibozong was located.

In the sky, tens of thousands of evil sect disciples all looked sideways, and the sect masters of the three evil sects also cast their eyes for the first time, with a kind of scrutiny in their eyes.

Because Fang Wenyuan's speed was too fast, he directly broke through the encirclement of the evil sect and came to the place where Yue Li Zhenren was.

Among them, an old man stretched out a fiery red robe, and was about to make a move on Yue Lizhen, when he immediately sensed that something was wrong behind him, he immediately turned around, put his hands on his chest, and shouted: "Blood Demon Shield!"

A monstrous blood light suddenly flashed out, forming a circular shield in front of him.

But he saw Fang Wenyuan flash from the thunder light, took out a big knife, held the knife in both hands, and under the lingering aura, it was like a meteor falling sharply, and he slashed it suddenly.

A strong roar suddenly came out, and the impact formed by the collision of the two made the void tremble, forming a ripple that surged outward, rolling up a gust of wind.

The Blood Demon Shield held up by the old man actually made a snap sound under this blade, and the cracks like spider webs spread rapidly, the old man's pupils shrank, and his hands danced, blessing the Blood Demon Shield.

And at this time, Fang Wenyuan smiled evilly, even a little hideous, and took out the Qingfeng Sword from the storage bag, the breeze was like a sword, and the sword was like a breeze.

As soon as the cold light appeared, the Qingfeng Sword directly penetrated the Blood Demon Shield and headed straight for the old man. Fang Wenyuan didn't know the art of sword control, but only relied on simple exorcism to control the flying sword, so he was a lot more jerky. However, relying on the Qingfeng Sword to contain his essence and blood, its flexibility is no less than that of the sword.

As soon as he appeared, he quickly trembled a person, which greatly reduced the pressure on Yue Lizhen's body, and he only needed to concentrate on dealing with one person.

Fang Wenyuan had already noticed that the old man who snatched his black spear, Sai Yueqing, appeared here for some reason, and fought the enemy together with his master Sai Yueli, otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for Yue Li Zhenren to hold out for three days in a situation where one enemy was three.

The sharpness of the Qingfeng Sword was beyond the imagination of the old man of the Blood Demon Sect, and he had no idea that this sword would be able to directly ignore his Blood Demon Shield.

However, after all, this person is a Jin Dan cultivator, and a small change will not make him lose his bearings, although he is surprised, he is not flustered, he stretched out his hand and made a move in the distance, and a blood light flew from a distance, and suddenly collided with the Qingfeng Sword.

With a sonorous sound, the Qingfeng Sword was blown away by this blood light, Fang Wenyuan's face turned cold, and the Ghost Head Knife shook suddenly, smashing the Blood Demon Shield, reaching out to form a sword finger, pointing at the Qingfeng Sword from afar.

The Flying Breeze Sword immediately stabilized its figure, and then returned to Fang Wenyuan's side, hanging behind him with the Ghost Head Knife.

The blood light that collided with the Qingfeng Sword was also shattered.

Moreover, the blood light seemed to be heavier than the Qingfeng Sword, and when the Qingfeng Sword returned to Fang Wenyuan's side, the blood light had not yet returned to the old man's side.

At this moment, a flash of thunder appeared on Fang Wenyuan's body, and then he drove straight in, bullied himself, and went straight to the old man, and the two blades went straight to the old man.

The sharp aura of the Ghost Head Knife and the sharp aura of the Breeze Sword made the old man's heart tremble, even though he sensed that Fang Wenyuan's cultivation was just a foundation building perfection, he still didn't dare to underestimate the enemy.

The old man flew back without hesitation, widening the distance, and just as the old man was about to make a counterattack, in the camp of the Blood Demon Sect, the sect master of the Blood Demon Sect transmitted a message to him, saying: "The Ghost Head Knife is unique to my sect, it must not flow into the hands of outsiders, snatch him over!"

Not only did the Sect Master of the Blood Demon Sect not know who this person was, but the old man was also puzzled, although this person was wearing a hat, he still had an unobstructed view in front of his divine sense, but this person's appearance was very unfamiliar.

Judging by his cultivation, he is not a mediocre talent, if it is a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, it is impossible for these elders to be ignorant.

It seems that this person is really just an outsider as the sect master said.

If that's the case, don't worry. The aura around the old man's body was completely dispersed, and the cultivation in the golden pill, the coercion formed, went straight to Fang Wenyuan.

However, this coercion could no longer pose a threat to Fang Wenyuan at this moment, and I saw that the thunder snake he incarnated appeared in front of the old man without hindrance.

The old man was not afraid, and with one hand, the blood light and meteor returned, fighting with Fang Wenyuan's Ghost Head Sword and Qingfeng Sword, and with his flexible sophistry, he actually held the two weapons steadily for a while.

And Fang Wenyuan came from behind, and the thunder on his body surged into his hand, forming a three-inch long nail, and shouted in a low voice: "Blue Sky Thunder Technique, Heart Piercing Method!"

The old man wanted to face it with his palm, but when he saw the thunder into nails, his breath trembled, so he quickly stopped his hand. The figure stepped back again, flicked his long sleeves, and said, "Sea of Blood!"

The sound of waves suddenly appeared, and a sea of blood blurred in front of him, Fang Wenyuan frowned, froze in place, and did not dare to rush in, the thunder nail in his hand suddenly shot out.

Whether Lei Ding made a meritorious contribution or not, Fang Wenyuan had no time to take care of it, he only knew that one person was temporarily forced out of the game by him, and there was a gap in the circle surrounding Yue Li Zhenren, Fang Wenyuan did not hesitate to go straight to Yue Li Zhenren.

From Fang Wenyuan's appearance to the present, Yue Lizhen saw it in his eyes, but Fang Wenyuan's appearance had long been changed by the mirage, so he couldn't recognize it. But he still clearly knew that whether this person knew him or not, he was here to help him.

However, in this kind of crisis of being besieged now, even if someone comes, he will only be sent to death, not to mention that this person is only in the realm of building a perfect foundation.

Yue Li Zhenren said: "Fellow Daoist, the old man has understood this intention of yours, this is a mortal crisis, why do you want to get involved?

Fang Wenyuan was bitter in his heart, the fate of master and apprentice, since he stepped into the Demon Dao, he had already been cut off, so he didn't dare to admit that he was Fang Wenyuan, but he couldn't help but answer Yue Lizhen's words, so he said: "The seniors don't need to mind, the juniors come this time, and they should live and die with the seniors!"

With that, he shook his body and rushed out again.

At this moment, he was anxious in his heart, and when he was approaching Yue Li Zhenren, he obviously felt that the aura on Yue Li Zhenren's body had become extremely weak, he was already strong from the outside, and he couldn't continue like this, he must break this crisis in a short time!

The old man who cast the sea of blood actually avoided the Heart-piercing Thunder Nail and rushed over again, Fang Wenyuan unconsciously felt a burst of anger rise in his heart, and with a wipe of his right eye, the blue-brown golden crow fire suddenly flashed.

He shouted in a low voice: "The beacon is in the sky!"

The rolling sea of fire began with Fang Wenyuan as the center and spread directly, and after the Golden Crow Fire continued to advance, he exerted his strongest strength for the first time.

A crackling sound came from the sea of fire, and bursts of scorching breath distorted the void, and the old man of the Blood Demon Sect was shocked again, and said secretly: "This son is like a demon, if he becomes a disciple of my Blood Demon Sect, he will definitely be the best among them! It's a pity that he chose to go against the Blood Demon Sect!"

The sea of fire spread very quickly, almost in an instant, it wrapped Fang Wenyuan, Sai Yueli, and Sai Yueqing in it, and then spread outward.

Turning into a series of hideous fire dragons, he went straight to the old man of the Blood Demon Sect, and there was another strong man with a blue face and no life, and an old woman.

At this moment, the stalemate of the battle situation was temporarily isolated.

Only Fang Wenyuan knew that this sea of fire was just his bluff, and it would be seen through by the three of them in a moment.

Sai Yueqing was still dressed like a farmer, and said to Fang Wenyuan: "Little friend, you shouldn't come over!"

For a while, Fang Wenyuan had the illusion that Sai Yueqing, who was resentful of his master, was gone. This reminded him of a saying, after all, blood is thicker than water. When it comes to the critical moment, there is naturally true feelings.

Fang Wenyuan didn't care what the two of them said, and quickly transmitted, "I set up a teleportation array outside the mountain before I came, time is running out, they will find out soon, the prohibition at the entrance of the cave won't last long!"

"You go first, my palace!"

Yue Li Zhenren was physically and mentally exhausted, and there were still hideous wounds on his body, and said: "Xiaoyou is bothered, but my brothers don't want to run away!"

Hearing this, Fang Wenyuan suddenly became anxious, and said, "The three evil sects are just using their predecessors as bait to prompt the Fei Bo Sect to open the Great Array of Sealing Mountains and play tricks on their predecessors like this.

Don't seniors feel ashamed?

In addition, your three disciples all died in the Zhu family's secret realm, and the junior disciple is even more dying, if you don't rush over again, I'm afraid that this last disciple will also fall!"

At this point, the sea of fire suddenly collapsed, and the three Jindan powerhouses rushed over again, Yue Lizhen's eyes slowly turned red, and he immediately hugged his fist at Fang Wenyuan and said, "Thank you for informing, since this is the case, there is Lao Xiaoyou!"

Sai Yueqing's eyes flashed, he sighed softly, looked at his eldest brother, and didn't know how to speak.

Before it was over, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in Sai Yueqing's eyes, and he threw out the spear with a thousand injuries in his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Explosion!"

The big man with a blue face and lifeless suddenly flew backwards under this strong impact.

Fang Wenyuan pointed at the old man of the Blood Demon Sect from afar, and said lightly: "Floating Life!"

Without warning, a cloud of thunder and lightning appeared at the old man's feet, suddenly enveloping him.

What he cultivates is the Demon Dao classics, although there is no demon in his heart, but it is still the Demon Dao, the thunder and lightning technique has this great restraint on him, Fang Wenyuan's cultivation is still shallow, although the damage to him is not fatal, but it still has significant damage.