Chapter 2559: Long Wei
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God of Life and Death
- Yelan
- 2054 characters
- 2021-05-04 12:49:23
The Green Grass Sword Sect only sent a disciple of the Saint level to condemn him, but this Fang Yue actually wanted to hire a killer and destroy the whole family!
"can!"
A word of blood fell in the void.
There are endless murderous opportunities in this handwriting!
Fang Yue smiled, he had known that the people of these six organizations would be lurking beside him.
Although he has gradually withdrawn from the frontline battlefield, he is still one of the focal points around this ancient Taiyin mine!
"Fang Yue, you are so spicy!"
A middle-aged man dressed in a navy blue robes and holding a whisk came, and he was angrily accused by Yue.
"Who are you?"
Fang Yue glanced at the man.
"The third elder of Green Grass Sword Sect, Qing Meng!"
The middle-aged man reported his home, showing a look of arrogance.
"kill!"
Fang Yue turned around and snorted coldly.
A light and shadow falling in the void pierced this Qingmeng's chest.
"you guys……"
The killer of the Six Dao Organization made a sudden move, this Qingmeng simply didn't even have time to react!
"There is nowhere to find if you break through the iron shoes! It's all effortless!"
Fang Yue smiled faintly.
"Tomorrow, the grass will kill the door!"
Murderous monkey!
Those who secretly observe are all moved by Fang Yue's decisive killing!
Only one disciple asked, Fang Yue wanted to destroy the whole family!
No one wants such a spicy method to fall on their own heads!
"Fang Yue, you are rebellious and you are colluding with the killer. Today I will do the way for the heavens!"
A righteous roar came.
Fang Yue looked up.
A sword fairy flew.
He stepped on a long sword like a royal rainbow.
This is a sword immortal, a virtual fairyland, and the air of killing and cutting is full of shock!
"People of Yitian Pavilion? What a pity!"
Fang Yue took a step back and pushed into the boundless array of flags. The array of flags hunted, endless vitality surging across the world.
The spiritual energy gathered and turned into a long sword. The long sword was milky white and had a length of hundreds of feet!
Sword up, sword down!
The sword immortal of Yitian Pavilion was chopped into two halves by a sword!
"Is the sword fairy of Yitian Pavilion only so?"
There was a trace of loss and contempt in Fang Yue's voice.
Everyone was silent again.
The lean camel was bigger than a horse. Even if Fang Yue's cultivation was abolished, his cultivation in the formation still remained.
In the lair he arranged, I am afraid that Fang Yue's combat power level is not weaker than the ordinary peak of imaginary fairy or even true fairy!
Sword Immortal, the number one in attack and kill since ancient times.
But in front of Fang Yue, he couldn't hold a round!
Two small zombies of Yin and Yang level picked up the body of the sword fairy on the ground expertly, took away the belongings, and threw the corpse into the blood pool!
Gudong, Gudong, Gudong!
Blood blisters of different sizes emerged one after another.
A generation of sword immortals has since completely fallen, and was wiped out the last trace in this piece of the world!
"Silver Moon Sword Sect, this sect ranks 95th among the sects that have just besieged me. There are three sword immortals at the virtual fairyland level in the gate, and they are considered to be small and famous around here! But this sword gate is next to me. And for such a long time, I don’t even know that my temperament should be killed! The Silver Moon Sword Gate is relatively close to my lair, so I don’t bother with the killers of the Six Dao Organization!"
Fang Yue smiled modestly.
At the same time, he squeezed the printing technique!
Hundreds of millions of spiritual energy gathered madly and poured into this array of flags!
A spear with a length of hundreds of feet is condensed in the void, just like the substance!
The spear pierced through the air and came out suddenly.
The next moment, there was a sound, and the void was torn apart.
Hundreds of kilometers away, a mountain burst!
This mountain is the Silver Moon Mountain where the Silver Moon Sword Gate is located!
Unexpectedly, Fang Yue was able to smash one of them with the help of a spear condensed from the formation flag!
Among them, countless disciples in the Silver Moon Sword Gate hovered their swords in the air.
With one blow, their mountain gate was gone, and hundreds of disciples were buried under the mountain before they had time to escape.
This hatred is not shared, even if it is to pay a high price, Fang Yue must be killed by Xue Hen.
A disciple of the Silver Moon Sword Sect came galloping in.
Among them, there is a sword repairman who has cultivated to the sixth level of the virtual fairyland!
"Fang Yue, you deceived so much that you dare to destroy my sect. My Silvermoon Sword Sect does not share the sky with you!"
This sword revision is Wu Fan, the head of the Silver Moon Sword Sect.
The hatred of destroying the door is like a surging river that cannot be cut off.
"It was your three elders who bullied the door first. I am a very simple person. I have gratitude and revenge!"
Fang Yue's voice was very cold.
If others didn't bully him, he would naturally not take the initiative, but just now, the people of the Silver Moon Sword Sect came to the door. If Fang Yue didn't fight back, he would really be regarded as a soft persimmon.
Fang Yue's voice fell.
The eyes of everyone in the Silver Moon Sword Sect were embarrassed.
Fang Yue was actually right.
The two sides had no grievances and no grudges, and it was their people who bullied the door first.
If it were a soft persimmon, I am afraid there is only one cold corpse left! But by the way, this Fang Yue is a hard bone, they didn't gnaw it off and broke a big tooth!
"Fang Yue, you have destroyed the portal of the Silver Moon Sword Sect and killed hundreds of their disciples. Although they have had it, they have to be forgiven and forgive. This matter depends on the face of our Yitian Pavilion. Don't just forget it!"
At this time, an old man came out to make peace.
This old man is very face-to-face, but he has already cultivated to the level of the peak of the virtual fairyland. He represents the Yitian Pavilion. According to Fang Yue's estimation, this person is likely to be one of the foundations of the Yitian Pavilion.
The snow burial is hidden deep during the day, and only when the martial art encounters a life and death crisis will it be summoned.
"You Yitian Pavilion come out to mediate?"
Fang Yue almost laughed angrily by this guy!
Among these sects, Yitian Pavilion is the evil leader, and they are the worst, so what right do they have to stand up and mediate.
"Yes, give us a face for Yitian Pavilion. How about I guarantee that the grievances between you will be wiped out from now on?"
The old man is as stable as Mount Tai, calm and composed.
He seemed to have a certainty that Fang Yue would compromise.
Fang Yue's cultivation base was abolished, and he is no longer the one he used to be!
Now that Fang Yue fell from the clouds, he should know how to advance and retreat and make choices!
"What kind of face do you have in Yitian Pavilion?"
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Fang Yue's mouth.
"Just now, the one who took the lead and wanted to besiege me, if my guess is good, it should be your Yitian Pavilion people? Why, do you Yitian Pavilion people have such a bad memory? Do you need me to remind you?"
Fang Yue didn't leave the slightest face on Yitian Pavilion.
The old man's face suddenly became gloomy.
"Fang Yue, I have already given you a chance, but you don't know to cherish it!"
The old man's voice fell, and a great pressure fell from the sky.
On the old man's back, a pair of giant dragon wings broke apart and the skin slowly spread out.
The wings are as red as blood, and they are covered with a dark golden pattern!
This old man is not easy!
Fang Yue's expression condensed slightly.
The blood in his body is extraordinary, and part of it belongs to the dragon line.
The pressure that just radiated from the old man's body belongs to the legendary Longwei!
Things like Longwei are illusory, but they have a strong suppressive effect on creatures of lower bloodlines.
If it is of the same rank, the Longwei of the ground rank can suppress at least 30% of the strength of the opponent of the mystery!
Therefore, in the war, such things as Longwei are incomprehensible assassins!
Who would have thought that this old man was actually good at Longwei.
"It's worthy of the assassin of Yitian Pavilion Xuezang, it is indeed a bit of a way!"
Fang Yue exclaimed with emotion.
But he didn't have the slightest fear of this old man.
"If you only have this ability, I am afraid you will be buried for the Silver Moon Sword Sect!"
The majestic Longwei fell on Fang Yue's body, as if the breeze was blowing on his face, and it did not affect any of Fang Yue's movements in the slightest!
Fang Yue is a Ten Thousand Devouring Demon Body. This kind of physique can be ranked in the top three among the countless special physiques of the human race, swallowing hundreds of millions of bloodlines and evolving it to the extreme, even the bloodline level of this physique can reach the legendary surpassing heaven To the point!
This Longwei does not pose any threat or burden to Fang Yue at all!
"What? My dragon power can't cause any bloodline suppression on you? This is impossible! I am the bloodline of the pinnacle level of the earth level, and can be called the king among the many races around this ancient mine of Taiyin, and you are just An ordinary human race, my bloodline level is at least two realm levels higher than yours! How can you be immune to my dragon power!"
The old man was shocked.
This Longwei is his biggest hole card.
Relying on Longwei, he can almost be invincible in the same rank.
Even if the opponent can compare with him in terms of blood, if there is Longwei blessing, the opponent's battle strength may not be comparable to him.
Longwei is not only a kind of bloodline suppression, but also a spiritual shock.
The power of this dragon is almost incomprehensible, even if it is encountered by some ancient races, it will feel extremely headache.
"Who do you think you are? Why should I explain it to you! But Longwei's ability is really good. It's a waste to stay with you. It's better to keep Longwei's ability and go to death by yourself! "
Fang Yue suddenly showed a hideous look.
"Do not!"
The old man wailed loudly.
However, the next moment, his head had already flown into the sky.
Without the blessing of Longwei, the old man is just an ordinary practitioner at the peak of the virtual fairyland, and Fang Yue, under the blessing of the formation flag, is invincible like a of war descended to the world.
"True fairyland level combat power!"
Some big men hiding in the void couldn't help but secretly startled when they saw Fang Yue showing off.
This Fang Yue is indeed exceptional in terms of combat power!
Even though Daoji was abolished and his cultivation was in vain, with the blessing of the formation, he could still return to the state of combat power at the peak period.
"Yitian Pavilion has lost a lot this time! This old man should be the legendary Dragonwalker-Han Yansong. He is one of the many cards of Yitian Pavilion, and he is best at group battles. With him, Yitian Pavilion is below the virtual fairyland. He could almost remain invincible in the war. As a result, he encountered a nemesis like Fang Yue and used the formation to kill him with one blow."
A gloating voice in the void rang out. Around this Taiyin Ancient Mine, not everyone is waiting to see Yitian Pavilion so much. Over the years, Yitian Pavilion has colluded with the shadow demons and slaughtering native creatures has almost become a well-known thing. thing.
Yitian Pavilion had a bad reputation among the forces around Taiyin Ancient Mine, and it almost fell to the freezing point.
It's just that due to the strength of Yitian Pavilion, most people dare not speak.