Han Fazun looked at the cracked earthy yellow halo, and his face showed a trace of solemnity. In his estimation, Fang Ling would not be able to break through his defense, but he didn't expect that this thunder would be much stronger than he imagined.

"You're not easy, but that's all there is to it!"

Fang Ling faced Han Fazun who was standing in the air, and felt that this person was like a high mountain, which made him feel like a high mountain.

The Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder True Solution just now was already one of his most powerful attacks, but in the face of Han Fazun's casual move, it didn't break through his defense.

Although Fang Ling understood that Han Fazun's seemingly simple move contained a profound earth-walking pattern, he still had a deep sense of frustration that his strongest blow was ineffective.

"I didn't know until I fought!" Facing Han Fazun's words full of overlooks, Fang Ling said coldly.

Han Fazun laughed, and with a flick of his hands, the ten flying swords flashed in the void, instantly turning into a hundred.

A hundred flying swords with the same power as when Han Fazun used his means just now, with the appearance of his hundred flying swords, Fang Shengtian's face became extremely pale.

One hundred flying swords is actually equivalent to one hundred Primordial Ancestors attacking at the same time. Although these 100 Infant Ancestors have not yet reached the level of Han Fazun, the combat power gathered by the 100 most ordinary Infant Ancestors is also chilling.

What kind of situation will it be when you face a hundred Infant Ancestors?

Fang Shengtian didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it, but he knew it very well in his heart. A hundred Yuan Infant Ancestors are enough to make his soul fly away.

Will Fang Ling be able to take it?

"Ten thousand laws return to the sect, and the Dharma Venerable is invincible!" a disciple of the Ten Thousand Law Hall who followed Jiang Ming. shouted excitedly.

His shout was actively catered to by many Wanfa Hall disciples, who looked at Han Fazun one by one, their eyes full of reverence.

A sect has a genius who is amazingly envied, and many times, it is not only in terms of force that it is the pillar of the sect. It is also the spiritual pillar of the disciples of this sect.

Jiang Ming died, but Han Fazun's arrival not only did not make the disciples of Wanfa Hall feel like they were collapsing. On the contrary, they were excited.

Because they have Han Fazun, Han Fazun, who has cultivated the Dafa of Ten Thousand Laws to the Sect to the realm of 100 characters.

The disciples of the Fang family, on the other hand, all looked at Fang Ling with concern. Although most of them couldn't see how mysterious these hundred flying swords were. But the power that can cut through heaven and earth, they can sense it.

The most direct is the monks of the Jindan period, in their sense of knowing the sea, a flying sword, that is a primordial ancestor.

A primitive ancestor they don't want to face, but they really exist zài.

"Go!"

A simple word spit out from Han Fazun's mouth, and a hundred sword lights came towards Fang Ling from the void.

Face these sword lights. Fang Ling's hand pinched, and the door of the Xuanqi doubled in size. He walked towards more than thirty flying swords.

And the Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Sword turned into a purple thunder circle under the envoy of Haoran Yuanying in Fang Ling's body, encircling more than thirty flying swords.

As for the remaining thirty or so flying swords, Fang Ling quickly pinched the magic seal and cast the vajra seal.

A huge vajra with a thickness of five feet and a length of a hundred zhang swept towards those flying swords with the pinching of Fang Ling's magic technique, with the power of sweeping the heavens and the earth.

Between the collision of the sword light and the vajra, one after another the sword light was shattered in the void, and the huge vajra was constantly dissolving in the collision.

Fang Ling urged the two Yuan Babies and the golden villain in his body at the same time, it could be said that this was already his strongest means.

The rolling true element continued to overflow from his body. And the aura of heaven and earth that could have been infinitely replenished around him was dispelled by an invisible force, making it extremely difficult for him to absorb it.

The reason why this situation occurred, Fang Ling understood very well that it was Han Fazun's means.

Han Fazun used his Dao pattern of enlightenment to block this piece of heaven and earth.

It was only half an hour of effort, Fang Ling's face was a little pale, although his two major primordial infants were stronger than ordinary primordial infants, but the heaven and earth vitality accumulated in his body was still limited after all.

Only that golden energy was unaffected, and it was still pouring into Fang Ling's body like a trickle.

But the trickle is a drop in the bucket compared to the energy required by the Imperial Seal.

The difference between the two is not ordinarily far.

Han Fazun looked at Fang Ling with a hint of sincere admiration on his face. Although Fang Ling was far inferior to him in Dao Pattern's comprehension, he was able to support his attack while using the cultivation of the early Yuan Infant.

This has reached the point of an ordinary ancestor in the late Yuan Infant period.

I was not as good as him back then! And the more this emotion, the more Han Fazun's murderous intent increased, and this kind of character must not be kept.

"Young man, it's really a good method, but do you think that my Ten Thousand Laws Returning to the Sect Recipe will change like this?" As Han Fazun spoke, the magic formula in his hand pinched again, and the more than twenty flying swords that had been shattered by the vajra reappeared in the void again.

However, these flying swords, the moment they appeared, suddenly flashed with light, and all of them turned into a different kind of appearance.

The earthy yellow seal, the dark bell, the flickering flame cloud scissors, and the turquoise silk, the seven-story high exquisite pagoda......

More than thirty flying swords have turned into magic weapons with various attributes, but they all seem to have a little bit of Dao Dao pattern.

The power of this magic weapon is even higher than the flying sword just now.

Fang Shengyun looked at such a change, and the whole person stayed there, he couldn't believe his eyes, but this qiē really appeared in front of him.

With my own cultivation, I'm afraid I won't be able to even take one.

"Dang!" The dark bell rang in the void, the mountains roared, and an invisible sound wave rushed towards Fang Ling.

This sound wave was formless and substantial, but at the moment it rushed in front of Fang Ling. Fang Ling felt a shock in his heart, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out of his mouth.

And at the moment when the sound of the big bell just fell, there were more than a dozen peaks around. In an instant, they all fell to the ground.

That Han Fazun smiled coldly, and the cyan silk silk was as fast as lightning, and it wrapped around Fang Ling. Silk silk looks like a water curtain, but as long as it is entangled, it can definitely kill people.

Compared with Han Fazun. Jiang Ming's recipe for returning to the sect is simply a child's toy.

This is the true recipe for condensing the laws of heaven and earth into one! This is the magic skill of the Ten Thousand Laws Hall of Megatron in the world!

Han Fazun is worthy of being a half-step power, such a means. It's definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

For Fang Ling, who was Han Fazun's opponent, many people's eyes were also full of admiration, after all, this was almost Han Fazun's means of pressing the bottom of the box, and he could let a half-step power use such a means. It's something to be proud of.

But now it's the case. Will Fang Ling be able to resist Han Fazun's next attack? Will Fang Ling be able to escape?

"Fang Ling, you go quickly, ignore us!" Fang Shengtian suddenly shouted loudly.

As he spoke, a dragon-shaped Dao pattern appeared in his heart, although he knew that he couldn't compare to Han Fazun, but he couldn't let Fang Ling die like this, as long as Fang Ling didn't die, their Fang family would still have a chance.

Fang Shengyun was stunned for a moment. also patted his small Qiankun bag and took out his magic weapon. At this time, letting Fang Ling leave was the greatest hope for the Fang family.

Although Fang Ling is gone, the Fang family will inevitably be destroyed, but as long as Fang Ling is here, then there is still hope for the Fang family.

Many Fang family disciples who were watching also shouted at the moment of shock: "Fang Ling Ancestor go quickly, Fang Ling Ancestor go quickly!"

Before life and death, the love you left behind is the most real and touching. Although Fang Ling never thought of himself as a person with a love for children, at this moment, what he was given here was still moved.

Leave?

He, Fang Ling, must not be a person who threw this entire Fang family to Han Fazun to vent his anger in order to survive for himself. He didn't want to go, and he couldn't go.

Give birth to what I want, righteousness what I want, it is difficult to have both, sacrifice life and take righteousness.

Fang Ling had also studied this sentence in his previous life, but although he felt this sentence, he didn't have a deep understanding.

But at this moment, he felt that he had understood this sentence in his heart. He let out a deep sigh and said, "I haven't lost yet!"

As he spoke, as soon as he patted his small Qiankun bag, the Split Sea Broken Yue Axe appeared in his hand, and at the moment when Si Qian was about to appear in front of him, Fang Ling swung the giant axe and slashed towards Si Qi.

This time, he was urging Haoran Qi, and between the swing of the axe, the silk silk that seemed to imply the Dao pattern was directly cut into two pieces.

The billowing white light broke through the void and rushed towards the black bell. The bell roared, collided with the white light, and was cut in two.

Such changes not only shocked all the people watching the battle, but even Han Fazun showed a trace of surprise on his face.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the axe just now was not a great magic weapon, but just a high-grade ancient treasure.

What really broke a qiē was a little dao pattern attached to the axe, which was so vast that it seemed to be even stronger than his ten thousand laws to return to the sect.

To the masculine to the strong, invincible!

This pattern seems to be able to change the color of the world and the world. If this kind of Dao pattern allowed Fang Ling to master ten times more, then even if he had this Ten Thousand Streams Returning to the Sect, no matter how superb his methods were, I am afraid that the result would be unimaginable......

Thinking of that result, Han Fazun's desire to kill Fang Ling became a little stronger, after all, an opponent who can increase his cultivation in battle, who can say how far he can grow? And such an opponent that cannot be underestimated, the best way is to kill him. When the interruption continues, it will be disturbed!

"Are you Fang Ling?" Thinking of the words that everyone in the Fang family shouted just now, Han Fazun's face changed for a moment, and he said in a deep voice: "Which Fang Ling?" (to be continued......)

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