At this time, Fang Yuan's blood became more and more intense, and it looked as if he had run some evil magic to the extreme.

Young Master Cheng Tian sensed, frowning.

With the strength of his divine consciousness, it can be distinguished naturally. At this time, Fang Yuan was not practicing the method of Chengtian Jiandian, but the key is, if he was not practicing the method of Chengtianjian, then how did he do it? To this degree?

Reminiscent of this inanimate sword mound, it was Fang Yuan who took them to find them, and even the volume of the sword scripture deep inside the Langya Pavilion was taken by him, and the Lord Chengtian could not help raising it After a little doubt, he stared at Fang Yuan coldly.

"Young Master, his blood is so powerful, there is some kind of sword intention floating..."

An elder of Chengtian Kendo has already been unable to restrain himself. The more he looked at Fang Yuan, the more frightened he was.

They entered this lifeless sword mound, originally to find a lineage to solve their own hidden diseases, but now they have come through all kinds of hardships, but they are only in vain, and they can’t help but change Fang Yuan’s body and the Three World Sword The demon inheritance is connected.

Cheng Tian’s eyes also changed, and he was also curious about the other party’s current state, but he clearly felt that Fang Yuan was fragile at this time, and it seemed to be at a critical time for his work. If he was interrupted, I am afraid that It is the end of a broken meridian, and the physical body collapses. If it is outside, he does not care, but within this ninth snow line, it is dangerous.

If Fang Yuan's soul broke down, he could not save it.

"And optimistic about him, he will never escape from our palm!"

Master Chengtian was silent for a long while, and looked over Fang Yuan who was sitting on the ground, and the group of severely wounded disciple of the sword wash pool, he made a decision secretly, whispered: "Even if this lifeless sword The mound is empty, but there is another sword heart of Yuanying Jianxian, and there are four or five elite white robe spirits, which is enough to withstand our loss in this trip..."

When the other elders heard the words, they all nodded secretly, and looked at the disciples of Xijianchi.

What the young master said is actually good, since Wusheng Jianzuo is empty, then of course he has to take some other things away.

Although they couldn't find the sword scripture they intended, the disciples who washed the sword pool were enough to compensate for their losses.

Without saying anything else, among these people, there is a Yuanying Jianxian!

The spirit of Yuanying Jianxian, how important is that, to get such a soul, its own strength is almost doubled, and now there is such a wounded Yuanying Jianxian here. Obtained a spirit of Yuanying Jianxian, and in terms of his sword intention, it is impossible to refine another spirit, the rest is not cheaper yourself?

Even if it is a Yuanying Jianxian, there are not enough four people. Isn't that how many white robe of Xijianchi left?

These white robes are all kendo geniuses out of thousands, one by one is very valuable!

If they are won, then in any case, they will make a lot of money.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the demon heads couldn't help but look at the group of disciple of Xijianchi who gathered together.

After they were wounded, there was no immediate killer. This is not because these demons did not know the truth of killing, but because they came from the ice and snow, they also consumed huge amounts of mana, and the mana did not work. After a sneak attack, they have exhausted their mana, and they have no pain to kill the killer. Now they have regained a little energy to solve them!

"Uh..."

All four sword lights shot at the same time, and they all slashed towards the Yuanying Jianxian.

The four elders are not fools. Since they want to take action, they must first cut off the strongest person in them before talking!

Seeing this scene, the Yuanying Jianxian's eyebrows were suddenly cold.

I eagerly wanted to raise my sword to resist, but I was injured by the young master sword spirit of Chengtian, and my breath could not work. I watched these four sword lights reach before me, but I was unable to resist it. My eyes suddenly appeared. Come a little bit sad and angry!

Unexpectedly, these four sword lights haven't been cut on the Yuanying Jianxian body, they will suddenly change.

Among those disciples who washed the sword pool, there was a short white robe swordsman who looked very unremarkable, but when these four sword lights suddenly struck forward, he suddenly lowered With a sigh, the translucent ice sword behind him immediately took it in his hand, and then stepped forward, the sword was roaring, and it surrounded the surroundings like a turbulent wave, and went straight to the four elders!

"Jianxin?"

"Ten Thousand Years Ice Sword?"

The elders of the four major Chengtians were taken aback by surprise, but they never thought that this man was just the realm of Jindan, and actually built Jianxin.

Moreover, this person took one of the seven famous swords in Xijianchi. Under the sword heart, such a shot, the chill flew three thousand miles, which was more than the ninth wind and snow in the sword mound. It was a little scary, and immediately rolled up to me.

These four people were shocked and fled, but how could they escape this sword light?

"Uh!"

At this moment, the young Master Chengtian who had been watching with a cold eye, suddenly the black sword came out of the sheath and cut straight, and the shadow of Elder Min appeared in the body, the sword impact, and directly cut into the snow. Among them, he only heard a cry. The ten-year-old ice soul sword in the hand of the little black-robed swordsman was immediately swayed away, almost flying away, and the chills suddenly disappeared around him.

"Actually, there is a man who has repaired Jianxin..."

"It's actually just Jindan realm..."

"I actually brought such a sword..."

The four elders all looked horrified and looked at the short man in white robe.

Young Master Chengtian seemed to be not surprised at all, and smiled faintly: "Xianjianchi Hanguangfeng Jianzi declared late, did not expect Hanguangfeng to pass the Wanli Bingpi sword to you so early, because you are unfinished Yuanying, did you become a sword heart? Ha ha, you hid in the crowd, luckily, did you come up with the idea of ​​killing me, but unfortunately, as soon as you came in, I recognized you!"

And the white robe swordsman named Xuanchi, also rubbed his right wrist, his face was a bit self-deprecating, saying: "It's our carelessness, too much to believe in his sword knowledge, but I didn't expect you So quickly, Elder Min’s spirit has been refined, and she can use her sword knowledge to hide your breath, but if you feel that the disciples of Xijianchi are so easily eaten by you, you are wrong!"

While speaking, he approached all the disciples and protected them with a sword and a chest.

Behind him, in addition to the severely injured disciples, the others also stood up with strong support.

After the first war, the white cat hurried to Fang Yuan's side and squatted down, taking up a position to watch the show.

"Stop holding hands, kill them..."

Four sword lights simultaneously shot, and the power turned to the extreme, all slashed towards the sword master who called Xuanchi.

Since we are going to take action, we must first cut off the strongest person in them before talking!

Rumble!

Swords are vertical and horizontal, murderous and awe-inspiring, and a great battle begins immediately.

Cheng Tian Jian Dao, Xi Jian Chi Jian Xiu, had no right and evil, and met in a narrow way, and it was about life and death. It was a fierce battle.

At this time, within Fang Yuan's knowledge of the sea, it was also a desperation.

Under the influence of the blood sea consciousness, he knew that the sea was already full of magical thoughts.

"Yeah, how good is it?"

"After the demon, killing him, killing him, whatever the floods, everything in the world, but only in my mind, anyway, the world is not only me, anyway, the world’s general trend, I can’t do anything, why care about this line, just care about It’s okay to be yourself. When the catastrophe is coming, there is the person who cultivates for the higher. I care whether so many people take refuge in the snowfield, just myself!"

"What about the soul-taking?"

"Your cultivation is ~lightnovelpub.net~ My sweet treasure, when you die of Huang Quan, it is when my cultivation rises!"

"Can help me improve cultivation, that is your character..."

"...After all, people don't take care of themselves, and they are destroyed!"

At this moment, he was almost discouraged, unable to sit still, only to let the surrounding sea of ​​blood soar and engulf himself...

At this time, no outsiders could see the subtle changes in him. At the moment of life and death, in the fierce battle, Jin Hanxue was all focused on him, and he keenly felt the change of some vitality on Fang Yuan's body. It seemed to be changing. Into another person, he was scared and cold, but panic-stricken, his tears flowed, and suddenly he was about to die, squatting over and holding Fang Yuan's hands.

He was crouching beside him, and even if he was worried any more, he didn't want to rush to Fang Yuan's white cat's eyes suddenly rounded.

This child, want to die?

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