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

"But if you die here, only the true spirit will be 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 actually been reversed!

"Little Lord!"

The Eight Great Protectors have already rushed towards Fang Yu's location.

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

"You can take action! Take him and Zhao Chengfeng together!" Jingyue suddenly roared, "I'll be fine!"

As soon as these words came out, the face of the eight guardian temples changed.

But they did not hesitate, and instead attacked Fang Yu!

"Really not afraid of death? Could it be that this guy has more than two lives?" Fang Yu squinted slightly, surprised by Jingyue's decision.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

The eight guardian temples took out their own instruments and launched an attack.

"Okay, I didn't intend to clean up your subordinates. You asked for it yourself." Fang Yu said.

Facing the rushing Eight Great Protectors, he raised his right palm and slapped it out!

"Ah!"

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

At the same time, the left palm released a flame.

"boom!"

The golden flame ignited the half body of Jingyue.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Jingyue let out a shrill scream.

He cannot isolate pain.

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

"Little Lord!"

All the eight guardian temples panicked.

But they did not forget Jingyue's order.

So, they all attacked Fang Yu together.

"Buzz!"

Fang Yu hadn't even started, but there was a strong light from below!

It's Zhao Chengfeng!

The Bihai Canglian behind Zhao Chengfeng burst into a strong light.

The petals began to spin, blasting out eight magical energy, hitting the eight guardian temples respectively!

"Banglong..."

High-altitude explosions continued.

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

"Ah ah ah..."

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

In addition to the screams made by Jingyue, part of the screams were made by those temple deacons.

Because at this moment, Fang Yu was holding the blood-drinking magic sword and waving it in the middle of this group of temple deacons.

"Sura Wushen"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One sword after another is cut out, and each sword will sweep up the monstrous sword energy.

In the face of this fierce sword energy, this group of deacons retreated steadily, without the slightest resistance.

Many deacons and deacons dodged a little slower, and part of their bodies were chopped off, and blood spurted out.

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

Facing Zhao Chengfeng who used Bihai Canglian, they didn't have a good way to deal with it, so they could only preserve the fuselage.

As for Jingyue...his situation is the most tragic.

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

"Zi la la..."

The flames continued to burn halfway through his body, continuing to cause him pain.

This flame is not from the fire.

Or... just a small part of it left the fire.

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

"Whoosh!"

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

A golden figure was desperately fleeing.

Exactly fall!

However, his speed is far less than Fang Yu's.

He tried to use space magic, but was interrupted.

This means that the whole world is blocked!

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

"call out!"

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

"Whoosh!"

The fallen natal magic weapon shone with strong light, covering his body up and down.

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

But his speed is far less than Fang Yu's sword.

"Crack!"

Luo's legs were cut off from the base of his thighs, leaving only his upper body.

He lost his balance and threw his body to the side.

Fang Yu raised the blood-drinking magic sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Luo.

A dharma can be released.

Only the half of the body left, was forcibly bound in mid-air.

"Uh ah..."

He was in great pain and let out a scream ~lightnovelpub.net~ looking at Fang Yu with fear in his eyes.

how so! ?

Why did things develop like this! ?

Luo Yuan thought it would be the most comfortable thing to follow Jingyue and the main group to arrest Zhao Chengfeng, but there would be absolutely no danger if he just walked through the scene!

But now, danger is in front of you!

He is dying!

why! ?

He is obviously the lowest-ranked one among the group of monks!

Even if there is danger, he shouldn't be the one to bear it!

Why is this guy staring at him?

"Your golden clothes are too 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 too!" Luo cried out in extreme fear, gasping for breath.

"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 was cut out.

"Ahhhh...Boom!"

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

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

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

"Buzzing..."

The sword intent of the blood-drinking demon sword became more violent and bloodthirsty.

To solve the fall, Fang Yu turned to look to the side.

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

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

At this time, Jingyue, who was lifted up in her hands, roared fiercely.

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

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

His subordinates... can't defeat the Han Daoyu and Zhao Chengfeng in front of him at all!

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