Fang Ling didn't retreat, urging him to have the aura of his whole body, relying on his own mind to resist the invincible momentum of the statue. In the midst of this resistance, he seemed to see a divine sword that swept through the heavens and the earth.

This sword is not fast, but the momentum is surging, and under the sword, there is a kind of domineering that makes people have nowhere to escape.

Fang Ling kept his heart and used his mind to resist the incomparable turbulence, and immediately, the domineering sword intent changed, and turned into a shock, as fast as lightning, cutting through the void. This sword is fast, fast and does not give people time to react at all.

It can even be said that before you see the falling sword light, the sword light has already reached your approach. Fast, so fast that Fang Ling didn't know how to express it at all!

At the moment of this sword light attack, Fang Ling's fists were clenched, at this time, he had forgotten the person in front of him, let alone the statue of the king of heaven and earth, in his heart, there was only that flickering sword light.

The sword light submerged into Fang Ling's mind, and the mind that was guarded by Maitreya's Sutra of Lower Life quickly made Fang Ling recover his clarity. But when he looked at the statue again, another sword light struck.

This sword has the violence of burning jade, this sword has the heaviness of destroying the world and destroying the earth, and this sword has the courage of death and life!

Looking at this sword, Fang Ling felt that he had nowhere to escape but to fight to the death. But his firm heart of desperate death, but with the close of the sword light, it finally dissipated without a trace, this sword, breaking people's hearts!

Silently looking at this sword, Fang Ling's mind finally silently regained its calm. And in this calm, Fang Ling saw another sword. This sword is slow. But there is a weight that is unparalleled in the world.

With this sword falling, Fang Ling's mind seemed to have encountered the greatest torment in this world. If it was said that the jade sword just now, he could still use his own will to resist it. If it is a sword that is as fast as a shock, he can still dodge desperately, and if it is a domineering sword, he can still meet it.

Then this sword, he can only accept it.

The heavy sword has no edge, nothing can stop!

This was the only thought in Fang Ling's heart. It was also his most instinctive thought, although he was able to split the big handprint of the void, but in the face of this turbulent sword. Fang Ling felt that he could only bear it.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Ling opened his eyes from the huge heavy sword, what he saw was the Heavenly Yang Venerable being bending over, and what he saw was that Jing Yunzi and Jing Youzi got up from the ground. He also saw. The statue still stands.

It's just that he thinks. The momentum of this statue dominating heaven and earth has disappeared for the most part.

Just as the thoughts in his heart were turning, the four sword lights appeared in his thoughts. Although he didn't have a sword technique, Fang Ling understood that those four swords were already no one who could take them away from the bottom of his heart.

When will I be able to cut such a sword!

Just when the thought in Fang Ling's heart flashed, it was a statue that seemed to be alive. He fell to the ground with a bang.

"Is this the ancestor of Tianxuanmen? What an amazing momentum!" said the Venerable Tianyang as he looked at the huge statue and said with emotion in his words.

He at this time. The gaze that looked at his statue was full of admiration. Only in his realm can he feel more and more the horror of this man who single-handedly created Tianxuanmen.

Jing Yunzi's eyes also flashed with a hint of surprise. He then calmly raised his head to the sky and said: "This is the statue of the patriarch of the Sect, according to the records in the classics, back then, this statue was carved by the patriarch himself. ”

Venerable Tianyang nodded, and was about to walk towards the main hall. But just as he walked towards the main hall, a crack suddenly opened in the mouth of the statue, and this crack looked like the ancestor of the Xuanmen that day was laughing.

But with the appearance of this crack, the statue of the ancestor of Tianxuanmen instantly turned into a cloud of flying ashes silently. This sudden change made the expressions of the four people change. The others were even more surprised, but Fang Ling looked at the strange scene, and there seemed to be a little more understanding in his heart.

The four sword techniques are the foundation that supports this statue, and now there is no such thing as this, so naturally there is no need for this statue to exist.

But this kind of thought can only be left in his heart. Giving himself something to cause trouble for no reason, Fang Ling would never do it. And at the moment when the statue shattered, several rays of light flew up from the fallen statue like lightning.

Fang Ling stared closely at these rays of light, and saw that within the different colored rays of light, there was a small axe half a foot long, a fist-sized, with the cyan jade seal of a hundred beasts circling on it, and a crimson feather fan.

"Gu Bao, this is Gu Bao!" the Venerable Tianyang exclaimed, and then he rose into the air and rushed straight towards the cyan jade seal. Generally in the eyes of monks, jade seals are always the most useful.

And just as the Venerable Master of Tianyang was leaving, Jing Yunzi also rose into the air and flew towards the feather fan.

The feather fan is not big, but the crimson color makes it add a lot of charm out of thin air. This is also an ancient treasure that can be used infinitely, and Jing Yunzi, who did not dare to compete with the Heavenly Yang Venerable Master for the jade seal at this time, could only retreat to the second.

Although Fang Ling had the Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Sword, no one in this world would complain that he had too many magic weapons. So he didn't hesitate either, and flew towards the axe.

The small axe had a faint aura, and the white light marks seemed to be able to cut through the void. Fang Ling also had some research on the ancient treasures, after all, after passing through his hands, he directly destroyed the two ancient treasures.

According to his experience, this axe-like ancient treasure was definitely not much worse than that Jin Yujie's ancient spear. With such things, his strength can be increased by at least more than one percent.

As soon as the thought flashed in his heart, he urged the Xuanyu Dafa, and a huge palm appeared in the air, grabbing it directly towards the giant axe. But before he could grasp the axe with his palm, he saw a cold light sneak up on him from his left.

This cold light is only half a foot, but in the cold light, there are more than a dozen pale cyan light needles that are three inches long and as thin as cow's hair.

"Giggles, junior brother, I have a lot of fate between this axe and my senior sister, junior brother should give this axe to my sister!" Jing Youzi came from behind, and between the flicks of her jade hand, she heard her voice and said: "Senior brother, don't make a mistake about yourself, Master Tianyang is not a good talker, junior brother can't follow Jing Yunzi all the way to the dark!"

"If my junior brother gives me this axe, I don't dare to say anything else, senior sister, I can still do it to save your life. ”

Offering an ancient treasure was just for a promise that he didn't know if it was true or not, Fang Ling naturally wouldn't do this kind of business. What's more, he has always believed that his fate must be in his own hands, and such a thing as wagging his tail and begging for mercy must not be done.

Therefore, he smiled coldly, didn't talk to Jing Youzi at all, and when the dozens of short needles were about to fall on him, he quickly urged the Xuanyu Dafa and gave birth to a fist-sized skull in the void.

Although the skull was not as big as before, it was as black as ink, and a black light erupted from the mouth that was only the size of a peanut, directly incorporating the flying needle into the small mouth. As for Jing Youzi, who was about to rush to the side of the little axe, Fang Ling rushed towards Jing Youzi with a little Qingdou sword in the small Qiankun bag.

What he urged the flying sword to cast was still the Heaven Splitting Sword Technique.

This sword technique is very powerful, but in terms of speed, it is much slower. In Fang Ling's heart, he couldn't help but flash out a sword that was like a lightning bolt.

If the speed of his own sword can catch up with this sword, how powerful it would be.

And at the moment when the thought in his heart flashed, the Qingdou Sword had already turned into a cold light, and its speed had increased by more than three times, and Jing Youzi, who knew that Fang Ling had made a move, had not yet reacted, and one arm had already separated from her body.

This is still Jing Youzi's reaction is fast enough, otherwise, this sword light will be able to directly kill Jing Youzi.

Fang Ling looked at the flying sword that suddenly accelerated, and couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy in his heart. All the laws in the world, only fast is not broken, he just thought about that strange imprint, and he was able to double the speed of his flying sword.

If he could fully comprehend this sword technique for his own use, wouldn't his strength skyrocket? What's more, this was only one of the sword techniques, at this moment, Fang Ling felt that his greatest gain now was not the ancient treasure that was like an axe, but these four sword techniques.

If there is no magic weapon, it can be re-refined, but this kind of understanding of cultivation is difficult to obtain.

"Ahh Now she has been frightened by that strange sword.

Only by hiding by the side of the Venerable Master can he save his life. And only the Heavenly Master can avenge himself! This is the only thought in Jing Youzi's heart now.

However, the Venerable Master Tianyang only glanced at her lightly at this time, and continued to urge the magic weapon of the sword he had just sacrificed like a net, and continued to besiege the cyan jade seal.

Jing Yunzi on the other side, when he saw Jing Youzi's arm being cut off, there was a smile of relief on his face. He can be said to be the one who hates Jing Youzi the most among several people, and he was originally in his calculations, but Jing Youzi had a heaven-level charm on his body, summoning the Heavenly Yang Venerable and letting all of them out of his grasp.

Even he knew that he was facing a fatal disaster.

And this qiē, he counted it all on Jing Youzi. But at this moment, he didn't have time to gloat, and he was using a treasure collection recipe handed down from Tianxuanmen to take back the red feather fan. (To be continued......)

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