Chapter 322: Mortal

Fang Yuan shouted loudly, swayed wildly, tumbling.
Not far from the top of the Eight Wilderness Mountains, Guan Ao suddenly stood up and promised loudly: "Okay!"
In this shout, he jumped up.
Just below him, there is a cliff, Guan Aozhi straight down from the top of the cliff, in the air, the divine power condenses.
"drink!"
As he groaned, his feet stepped heavily on a stone platform filled with runes.
Bang!
His divine power, and then the impact of his jump from the cliff, made the runes above this stone platform suddenly lit up, and then, on this stone platform, there was a violent and incompetent The force of resistance, along the ground below, quickly spread to all directions, and finally blessed around the eight wild mountains, buried deep under the ground on the top ten stone carvings.
"puff……"
The stone sculptures rose up, broke out of the ground, and flew high into the air.
Each stone carving has a height of more than a dozen feet, carved into the appearance of all kinds of fierce beasts.
And after they all flew into the sky, they opened their mouths at the same time, as if a beast roared.
"call……"
Endless horror suctions are generated from their mouths, vomiting in all directions, tearing the sky apart.
The monks who were close to Bahuang Mountain, even if they didn't know it, they could not help themselves. They were directly pulled to the Bahuang Mountain by the horrible suction, and then screamed and fell into the Bahuang Great Formation. Come over, it has been suppressed...
"That's...Blood Beast Master!"
Just behind Mount Bahuang, the beggar holding a blue bamboo stick was happily offering a mirror, and put the scenes of the fierce battle between Fang Yuan and Cong Monk into the mirror, shaking his head and shaking his head, very happy, especially watching When Fang Yuan said, "Since I am the devil, I will be a devil to show you!" When he was filled with indignation, he was satisfied.
But at this time, he saw the stone flying, but his face was startled, and he turned and fled.
He was extremely fast, swept dozens of feet, and behind him, there was already a terrible suction.
This made him secretly yell: "What do you want to do with the foundation of heaven?"
Blood Demon Beast Venerable, that's a kind of advanced materials that will be used only when the formation is set.
And this day, the foundation of the road, actually sacrificed ten statues at once, this is to put everyone in the big formation!
Those who practice around are not without their own brains. Before they came, they had already inquired with each other. They knew that Fang had the three names of line, chess and kendo, so after coming here, he would never take the risk. Launching an offensive towards the Eight Waste Mountain, lest he be laid down by him to trap himself, so even if the fighting is fierce, he will not be close to the Eight Waste Mountain.
It stands to reason that this is also safe enough.
No matter how powerful your formation is, as long as I am far away from you, what can you do?
But what they didn't expect was that there was such a presence of Blood Fiend Beast Vendor in the periphery of this large array!
Now the ten beast princes are sacrificed by them, forming a violent gravitational force, sucking all of them in the past...
"not good……"
"Run fast, run fast..."
The screams of Cheng Tianlian film sounded, and all the practitioners hurried to the periphery.
But the power of Blood Fiend Beast Venerable is so easy to dissolve. The monks who are close to Bahuang Mountain have no resistance at all, and they are directly absorbed by Beast Venerable. Looking from a distance, it looks like There was a "human dumpling"...
Wow la la piles into pieces, fell into the large formation under the eight wild mountains!
And this distance happens to be what Fang Yuan said before, near Bahuang Mountain, within a hundred feet!
For a time, I saw a sorrowful cloud centered on the Eight Waste Mountain, the sky was dim and dark, the giant knife scraped the ground, the gravel flew, and a tree was pulled up from the ground. Involuntarily rushing towards the Eight Waste Mountain, I don't know how many were shattered by the beast's violent violence, how much I was seriously injured, and how much I was suppressed!
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It took only a full amount of tea time to see that the gust of wind stopped, the sky was clear and the moon was light, and the ten blood evil animal beasts slowly sank underground.
Looking around, it has changed a lot.
Beyond the Baizhang, countless practitioners are all desperate to the outside and seem to escape to the distance, like a black cloud surging.
But within these eight hundred wild mountains, there were only a few sparse Lala left, and they were trembling and covering their faces with their hands.
Fang Yuanning looked at these people, but saw Su Wenxiang of Shuiyuejiao hiding behind a mountain peak. The shock was undecided. Only Cui Yunhai of the Cui family in Zhongzhou was left with him and the old slaves around him. It was through soil escape that escaped this robbery, and another devious woman in a black dress was hiding far from the periphery, looking at Fang Yuan strangely...
In addition, there are more than a dozen people, old or young, and their faces are all uncertain.
These people are already some of the most outstanding among the practitioners around them. Before they were hidden in the crowd, waiting for Fang Yuan to show their flaws and hit again, it was impossible to find them in anxious way. Now it is falling out.
Then Fang Yuan's eyes turned and he saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe among them.
The man had a sword in his back, looming in his sleeve.
Fang Yuan recognized his aura, just hid in the crowd, and slammed a sword. It was this man who almost hurt himself, and at this time, he was obviously thinking of reapplying his old tricks. After Su Wenxiang, it was estimated that he wanted to take advantage of Fang Yuan's shot to Su Wenxiang and then waited for the sword, but at this time, Fang Yuan's eyes turned to him, and he slowly stood up.
"Who are you?"
Fang Yuan looked at him with no joy and anger, but asked softly.
"Heaven comes to the city, Liu Ziyue!"
The gray-robed middle-aged man spoke lightly, and his previous vitality was almost unnoticeable, but when he reported his name, there was an indescribable sharpness that rose up in his body, just like a The sword thrust into the nine days of Yunxiao.
"He is... the first sword in the city of heaven?"
Not far away, there are still many monks outside the Baizhang Mountain. When I heard the name, I was shocked.
But soon, someone screamed in surprise: "Isn't he Jindan Realm?"
"It should have suppressed the cultivation behavior with some kind of secret method, and then entered the secret realm..."
"Similar mysteries are common, but once you seal your Jindan, I am afraid that the cultivation will be permanently damaged. If you adjust it well, after returning to the Jindan realm, you will at least fall into the third-order cultivation. If you are even more unlucky, you will even Stay on the foundation forever..."
"..."
"..."
There was a lot of talk around and his face was horrified.
I never imagined that the Jin family had made such a big blood in order to slay this heaven and build the foundation...
This kendo master Liu Ziyue is not an unknown soldier, but a master on the side of the town. Above the reputation of the outside world, he faintly exists in the same name as the ten ancestors of the Jin family. Lost, into the secret realm?
Fang Yuan didn't pay attention to the discussion of the people around, but when he heard the title of "the first sword in the city of heaven", he suddenly remembered a person in his heart and looked at Liu Ziyue, and said softly: "I used to I met a man named Gu Daoxiong. He once asked a kendo master named Liu for his sword, but he was misled and almost astray. Was it you?"
"Gu Daoxiong?"
The more Liu Zi listened to the name, a sneering expression appeared on his face, and he said sensibly: "There are many people who beg me for swords, and the long line of kowtows can be placed ten miles away, and each of them says that they are sincere Learn swords, beg me to give pointers, huh, huh, if anyone comes over to beg for swords, I will pass them on, then wouldn’t I give all the essence of my three unique swords to outsiders?"
Fang Yuan looked at him coldly and said: "If you don't want to pass, then you can refuse, why should you pass the fake?"
Then Liu Zi sneered, and said, "Because I am happy, can't I?"
Fang Yuan stopped asking, and took a deep breath, saying: "I will not kill anyone else this time, but you will die!"
"It's you alone?"
Liu Ziyue heard this, his face twisted, and sneered: "Children are madly rested, kendo is not as magical, they have to work hard. The old man has learned kendo for thirty years, learned swordsmanship, and broke swordsmanship, After realizing the sword power and breaking the sword power, I concentrated on raising the sword for ten years, and finally watched the changes in the world on the banks of the Yishui River, and saw the true meaning of the swordsmanship. How can you qualify to be wild in front of me?"
"With Kendo!"
Fang Yuan said calmly, the Fa Yin was scattered, and the three Thunder Spirits were gathered away, and then his big sleeves fluttered, looking around, but seeing the ground not far away, he dropped a sword obliquely, presumably just now Those people stayed when they were sucked into the big formation.
He pointed five fingers, and the sword flew into his hand, and then he walked forward with the sword in his back.
"court death!"
Then Liu Zi saw him like this, but his expression was twisted, and he sneered sensibly.
Whether Fang Yuan is showing magical powers or driving magic weapons, he will not underestimate Fang Yuan, but he sees that Fang Yuan has actually received the magic weapon, gathered magical powers, and picked up a sword and walked over to him. The kind of absurdity in his heart The intention is lingering...
"I have long heard that you have directed the kid named Gu in the Jin family, and I denounced my swordsman in public, then the old man wanted to kill you!"
Liu Zi crossed her eyes, suddenly passed a cold light, and sternly shouted: "Today, it is right for me to name myself!"
"Wow..."
When this was said~EbookFREE.me~ he had suddenly spurred on.
For a moment, between heaven and earth, the color of the clouds changed, and in the air behind him, there seemed to be an endless river flowing across the void, surging flowing, eternal, an unstoppable mood manifested in the void. Afterwards, he blessed Liu Ziyue's body, he raised his head, looked at Fang Yuan with a cold eye, suddenly smiled, and then the sword body shook gently...
"Uh..."
An indescribable sharp edge appeared suddenly, and cut to Fang Yuan's body in an instant.
But at this moment, Fang Yuan, who had been walking slowly forward, suddenly flickered and disappeared.
Rao is Liu Ziyue, with such a magnanimity, he couldn't help but be surprised: "What sword is this?"
"This trick is called a widow over the wall!"
Fang Yuan's voice appeared behind him, and at the same time, Jingtian Jianyi appeared behind him, surging.