"Where is Fang Ling, do you have the courage to come here to fight!" Huo Dongjie's voice like thunder came from the void. Following Huo Dongjie's words, everyone's eyes looked towards the location of Wushengling.

At this time, Huo Dongjie stood with his head held high, his eyes scanning the surroundings like electricity, looking at the pride of who was competing in the sky and on the ground. Below Wusheng Ridge, many young female monks looked at Huo Dongjie with a look full of longing, and some even shouted loudly: "Huo Dongjie, Huo Dongjie!"

The sound was like thunder, but there was no response.

Huo Dongjie looked in all directions, and said slowly: "Ba Rubik's Cube Ling, do you have the courage to fight with me?" I can guarantee that as long as you get out of this lifeless ridge, my heaven-shaking killing order will be directly withdrawn!"

Although his voice was not too high, his words were full of incomparable confidence. For a while, Huo Dongjie, who was dressed in white and snowy, looked more and more handsome. Those who supported him shouted loudly at this time: "Bully Rubik's Cube Ling, hurry up and get out and die!"

"Coward Fang Ling, what kind of bully does he call himself, he has the courage to come out and fight Huo Zhenren!"

"Fang Ling, if you don't dare to come out, you're not a man!"

All kinds of sounds filled the Wusheng Ridge, and the sound shook the sky for a while. At this time, the two women standing in the crowd invariably showed a sneer, and one of them said lightly: "Isn't it to make a good impression in front of Yan Lao Zu?"

"Sister Qiong Ying, in fact, you can also kill the Rubik's Cube Ling and make yourself famous all over the world. The woman who spoke was long-legged, though veiled in disguise. But that delicate figure made many monks excited.

If there is such a furnace and double cultivation, even if you die, you are willing.

That's called Sister Qiong Ying. It was Ye Qiongying among the four heroes and five masters, she smiled coldly, looked at Huo Dongjie and said, "This kind of thing, let those who are willing to toss it!"

"Fang Ling, this is the only chance that this Heavenly Shaking Gate will give you, if you can't grasp it, then this time, the Vietnam War in Wushengling. I'll just give you up. Huo Dongjie looked into the distance and said lightly: "Fang Ling, I know that you are not far from Wushengling. If it's a man, you stand up. ”

"I'm not a man, and I don't have to test on you, Brother Dongjie, you really care too much. With a hint of teasing. I saw a figure walk out of the crowd. He glanced at Huo Dongjie with a smile and said, "I heard that Huo Dongjie made an appointment with me, didn't I come early, it's just that your Huo Dao brother has no eyes and didn't see it." ”

Dressed in green clothes, although he looks delicate, he can't compare to Huo Dongjie's majestic Fang Ling, but when he walks, he has a different taste. He came to Huo Dongjie's side with a smile. There was a hint of provocation in his words: "I heard that your brother Huo claimed to be the number one Jindan in the world behind closed doors, so I came here to ask for advice." ”

Huo Dongjie looked at Fang Ling. A smile appeared on his face, his voice was calm, as if he was not angry at all: "Fang Ling, although I despise you as a person, but I still admire your cultivation a little, no matter what means you use, but my three junior brothers died in your hands, today, I will use your head to sacrifice the spirits of my three junior brothers in the sky." ”

As he spoke, he slapped his small Qiankun bag, and a black flying sword suddenly rose into the air, and with a faint sword light, it tightly shrouded Fang Ling in the middle and said, "If you don't have anything else to stay, today is your death date." ”

Huo Dongjie's sword light didn't seem to have any compelling features, but the moment this sword light flew up, Fang Ling felt his heart tremble. This tremor came from the deepest part of his heart.

Fang Ling had always been very confident in the cultivation of his mind, but at this time, facing Huo Dongjie's sword, he hadn't made a move, he was actually a little trembling, this situation made his heart sink uncontrollably. And at this moment, Liu Zhongyu, who was in the soul cultivation wood behind him, had already trembled and said: "Psychic magic weapon, this is a psychic magic weapon!"

Psychic magic weapons are rare, and it can be said that there are some great famous sects, and there is no psychic treasure. And as soon as Huo Dongjie made a move, he used the psychic treasure. This situation really made Liu Zhongyu feel a lot of pressure.

Fang Ling's heart recited the words of Maitreya's next life scripture, and with the same row of small Qiankun bags in his hand, the Demon Banner fell into his hands.

"I have been in retreat for five years and have created a three-move sword technique, today, I will use you, the devil, to sacrifice the sword, I believe that you should feel very honored to be able to die under my three-move sword technique. As Huo Dongjie spoke, the magic trick in his hand quickly pinched, and his whole person had merged with the sword light above his head in an instant.

"Heaven and earth to the sun, there is no more than the moment when the sun rises and breaks the yin, so my first sword trick is called sunrise, you pay attention!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Huo Dongjie's body erupted with a pure yang power, and the flying sword above his head turned into a round sun that broke dawn, illuminating the entire clear sky in an instant. All the people who watched the battle, at the moment when the sword light flashed, felt that this day, this land, and this world were all illuminated by this round of sunlight.

And the sun that originally shone here has become a foil at this time, and the power of the rolling sun has made many people who just come to watch the battle, but have cultivated the Demon Dao and the Cold Technique, involuntarily spit blood out of their mouths.

When the big day is empty, who can resist it!

For a while, on Wusheng Ridge, Huo Dongjie was like the sun, which was difficult to resist.

"Jindan is the first, it is worthy of being the first Jindan in the world, who can compare with such cultivation!" A middle-aged monk looked at the billowing sunlight, his eyes full of reverence.

"Huo Dongjie is worthy of Huo Dongjie, just this sword, I am afraid that it will be able to make the real people of Jindan in the world bow down. Even if it is the Yuan Infant Ancestor, if he wants to break this sword technique, I am afraid that he can only rely on the strength of mana. There is a real person with Jindan, and he exclaimed with a faceless face.

They admired it because they knew they couldn't take it.

Whether Fang Ling can take it or not, no one has this confidence, so much so that some people feel that this time, Wushengling, I'm afraid that the only thing they can see is this sword!

A sword is like the sun, making the sky and the earth change color, and the four sides bow down!

For a while, there were only four words in everyone's hearts, and that was who was competing!

Such a sword trick, and it is also a sword trick that you create by yourself, in this world, who can compete, who can compare, who can take it!

Countless thoughts flashed in the hearts of everyone. Many people are crazy, incredible, and ...... for this sword.

The first person in Jindan is worthy of being the first person in Jindan in the world! Who can compete with such a person? Looking at the rolling sword light, many people could not help but freely let out a cry hidden in their hearts: We must learn the sword tricks that are difficult to find in the world.

As for Fang Ling under the sword technique, these people didn't care anymore. In their opinion, today's sword is not only the beginning of this competition, but also the end of this competition.

"Master, do you think Uncle Fang can take this sword?" Xiao Tong clenched his small hands tightly, and asked the Guluo Lady with a nervous face.

The eyes of the Guluo Lady were firmly fixed on the sword, and she sighed for a while: "This sword, there is no opponent under the Yuan Infant. ”

Xiaotong is a smart child, so she quickly understands the meaning of the words of the Lady of the Dove. There was no opponent under Yuan Ying, which meant that Fang Ling couldn't take this sword. These days, with the contact with the Guluo Lady, Xiao Tong has become more and more respectful of this ancestor, but today, she twisted her head and said: "Uncle Fang is the one who has no opponent under Jindan." ”

The girl didn't speak again, and in her opinion, Xiaotong's words, that is, the words of the child, didn't need to be taken to heart at all.

But just when her eyes looked towards the void again, she saw Fang Ling under the round sun, but there were already five more long needles like pillars in front of her, and these five long needles, with five-colored light, flew towards the round daylight.

The light flickered, like a long arrow shooting at the sun!

The needles flickered, the dazzling eyes, and the five long needles flew into the round sun, and the entire lifeless ridge erupted with light like the sky and the earth cracking.

Many monks felt that their eyes were tingling, which forced them to close their eyes quickly. Only monks above the Jindan stage could see that the entire scorching sun exploded the moment the five flying needles passed through the scorching sun.

"Boom"

Between the collapse of the sky and the cracking, the surging air waves rushed straight in all directions, and the high mountain of Wusheng Ridge was cut down by five zhang in just an instant. As the void dissipated, two figures appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Huo Dongjie and Fang Ling's figures!

Huo Dongjie's white clothes were fluttering, and the blackened flying sword was still hovering above his head. However, this seemingly ordinary flying sword made a sword roar, and in everyone's feelings, this was not a flying sword at all, but a giant dragon roaring in the sky.

The psychic magic weapon deserves to be a psychic magic weapon, and Fang Ling's counterattack that broke Huo Dongjie's Sunrise Sword Technique just now actually made this magic weapon enhance its endless battle intent. The fusion of a magic weapon with a fighting spirit and a master who is ready to fight is not simply one plus one equals two.

In Fang Ling's hand, he was still holding the black Demon Flag, and the cyan robe was also flying in the wind, and the expression on his face was still the same.

Neither of them spoke, but many of them were taken away by their demeanor. Even if Fang Ling had always been listed as a demon, his eyes were flashing with respect at this time.

What they were respecting was nothing else, but that Fang Ling was able to take the blow that they thought was impossible for anyone to take!

"This son can't be kept!" Lu Wanlin's words were resolute, but also with a hint of fear, he even saw the terrible consequences of Fang Ling's becoming a Dao Yuanying, so there was a rolling killing intent in his eyes.

Not only him, but also the other Primordial Ancestors standing on the flying boat, their faces also became very solemn. Even Liu Qiushui, who has always seemed to be winning, has lost the leisurely self-satisfaction he had just now in his expression at this time.

"Don't stay!" This is what Liu Qiushui said, there are not many words, but every word represents the determination of the head of the first sect of Southern Chu. (To be continued......)

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