The Strongest Qi Refiner

v2 Chapter 3870: it's too late

"Anyway, I have been wanted by your Tianhuan Temple for so many years, this time is not bad."

"But if you die here, there will only be a true spirit body left."

Jingyue gritted her teeth, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly.

He was the only one who threatened other monks like this!

But now, the identity has been reversed!

"Little Lord!"

The Eight Great Protectors had already rushed towards Fang Yu's position.

"You haven't made a decision yet?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Go ahead! Take him and Zhao Chengfeng down!" Jingyue suddenly roared, "I'll be fine!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the eight guardian halls changed.

But they didn't hesitate, but charged towards Fang Yu!

"Are you really not afraid of death? Does this guy have more than two lives?" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, surprised by Jingyue's decision.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

The eight guardian halls respectively took out their magic weapons and launched an attack.

"Well, I didn't intend to clean up your subordinates at first, you asked for it yourself." Fang Yu said.

Facing the eight guards rushing towards him, he raised his right palm and slapped it out!

"Hey!"

With a bang, half of Jingyue's face collapsed directly.

At the same time, the left palm released a ball of flames.

"boom!"

The golden flame ignited half of Jingyue's body.

"Ahhhhhh..."

Jingyue let out a shrill scream.

He cannot block the pain.

Especially the pain of being burned by this fire crow is biting and intense!

"Little Lord!"

All the eight guardian halls panicked.

But they did not forget Jingyue's order.

So, they all attacked Fang Yu together.

"Buzz!"

Before Fang Yu could make a move, there was a strong light coming from below!

It's Zhao Chengfeng!

The Bihai Canglian behind Zhao Chengfeng burst out with a strong light.

The petals began to spin, blasting out eight spells, hitting the eight guards respectively!

"Boom..."

There were constant explosions in the sky.

The ground for thousands of miles has collapsed and become part of the ruins.

"Ahhh..."

In the center of the battlefield, explosions and screams were mixed together.

In addition to the screams from Jingyue, part of the screams came from the deacons of the temple.

Because at this moment, Fang Yu was holding the blood-drinking demon sword and was waving it among the temple deacons.

"Sura Martial God"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One sword after another is cut out, and each sword will sweep the sky with a fierce and fierce sword energy.

Facing this fierce sword energy, the group of deacons retreated steadily, without the slightest strength to resist.

Many deacons were a little slow to dodge, and part of their bodies were cut off, and blood spurted out.

The Eight Great Guardians fell into a stalemate with Zhao Chengfeng.

Facing Zhao Chengfeng who used Bihai Canglian, they had no good countermeasures and could only save the fuselage.

As for Jingyue...his situation is the worst.

He was not left anywhere, but was carried by Fang Yu with one hand.

"Zi la la..."

The flames kept burning up half of his body, causing him constant pain.

This flame is not Lihuo.

Or rather...only a small portion is away from the fire.

Because Fang Yu didn't want to directly burn Jingyue to ashes, but wanted to torture him.

"Whoosh!"

Fang Yu held the blood-drinking demon sword in one hand, and Jingyue who kept screaming in the other, and suddenly chased towards the east.

There is a golden figure running away desperately.

It is falling!

However, his speed was not as fast as Fang Yu's.

He tried to use space spells, but was interrupted.

This means that the entire world is blocked!

If you want to escape, you can only escape with your physical body!

"call out!"

Fang Yu chased behind Luo, raised the blood-drinking demon sword in his hand, and slashed it down.

"Whoosh!"

The falling natal magic weapon glowed with strong light, covering his body up and down.

At the same time, he wanted to dodge to the side.

But his speed was far inferior to Fang Yu's sword.

"Crack!"

Luo's legs were severed from the thighs, leaving only the upper body.

He lost his balance, and his body flew sideways.

Fang Yu raised the blood-drinking demon sword in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at Luo.

A strand of Fa can be released.

With only half of his body left, Luo was forcibly restrained in midair.

"Ugh..."

He was in extreme pain and screamed, looking at Fang Yu with fear in his eyes.

how so! ?

Why did things develop to such a point! ?

Luo Yuan thought it would be the most comfortable thing to follow Jingyue and other main forces to arrest Zhao Chengfeng, but it was just a formality, there would be absolutely no danger!

But now, the danger is in front of us!

He is going to die!

Why! ?

He is clearly one of the lowest rank among this group of monks!

Even if there is danger, he shouldn't bear it!

Why is this guy staring at him?

"Your golden dress is so conspicuous, it's hard for me not to notice you." As if knowing Luo's thoughts, Fang Yu said with a joking smile.

"Ah... you, kill me, you, you will surely die!" Luo shouted out of fear, panting.

"I dare to kill even your young master, let alone you, a shrimp soldier and crab general?" Fang Yu sneered.

Between the words, another sword cut out.

"Ahhh...boom!"

Luo opened his eyes wide and let out a final scream.

Afterwards, his body collapsed under a violent sword energy from the front....

A large amount of blood energy was absorbed by the blood-drinking demon sword.

"Buzz..."

The blood-drinking demon sword's sword intent became more and more violent and bloodthirsty ~lightnovelpub.net~ After solving the fall, Fang Yu turned his head and looked to the side.

There are still many temple deacons that have not been cleaned up.

"I, I accept your conditions! Accept! Let me go! Let them go!"

At this time, Jingyue, who was held in her hand, howled fiercely.

His voice was almost tearing, and there was even a crying voice in it.

The extreme pain and the sight in front of him made him completely desperate.

This group of his subordinates...couldn't defeat Han Daoyu and Zhao Chengfeng in front of him at all!

"It's too late." Fang Yu glanced at Jingyue and said calmly.

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