Chapter 311: Chopped grass

"This child is rampant, almost... kill him!"
When Uncle Changle saw Fang Yuan rushing, he was terrified and trembling with anxiety, like a bereavement dog, but this time soon, after seeing the three hills again, seven or eight people hurried over, but It was at this time that the second ambush arrived.
"Uncle Changle is not surprised, I will come..."
Headed by a young man in iron armor with two scimitars on his back.
He is one of the juniors of this generation, an elder brother of Jin Laojun deliberately cultivated, named Jin Xuanxiang.
This person's talent is not weak. Although it is not the foundation of heaven, it is also the one with the hope of practicing the foundation of five elements, but the old lady thinks that everything except the foundation of heaven is waste, that is, the five elements are formed. Daojie didn't make much sense, so he didn't cultivate it deliberately, but specially taught him a secret skill of the gold family.
It can be said that at least in the foundation-building realm, his strength is not necessarily lost to Jin Hanxue in the main vein.
"Xuanxiang's nephew, quick sacrifice magic..."
Uncle Changle shouted loudly and rushed forward.
And the young man who called Xuan Xianxiang responded very quickly. When he saw Fang Yuan’s green robe, he was just a few tens of feet away, and he didn’t care about it. He immediately pulled out the two scimitars behind his back. Minato, the two scimitars turned into a long-bladed long-knife. When he threw it into the air and meditated on the spell, he saw that the surrounding sky was dark, and the wind blew whistling.
And in the wind like a mountain and a tree, the machete was spinning fast in the air, and it turned into ten and ten, and it was all sharp and terrifying. Piece by piece, he headed towards Fang Yuan...
But Fang Yuan looked at the sky, but didn't want to think about it, and suddenly returned his hand, five fingers.
A mana was agitated. The Wujing Chain of Demon Wrapped by the Golden Armor but just frozen in mid-air, flew directly into his hands. Fang Yuan did not cast such magic weapons, and he did not know much about it. However, he didn't need to understand it, he used the magic weapon as a weapon, held it in his hand, swung it into the air, and then shook his wrist to shake it away.
Under the influence of his powerful mana, this black-enchanted demon chain immediately drew a huge circle in the air.
The sky was full of swords flying, but it seemed to be blocked by a shield, and they all swept away.
While Fang principle holds the Wujing Bound Demon Chain, his figure keeps going for a moment, and he stiffly passes through this layer of knife net.
When Jin Xuanxiang saw this scene, he was already scared out of cold sweat, and his eyes were dumbfounded.
However, he also responded very quickly, slammed his teeth, and exhibited a secret method. The whole person's skin began to emit golden awns, just like the copper, and the golden stripes appeared on the skin. With one pair of hands, the flying knife in the air fell back into his hand, and then he was held by him, pedaling in a dark fog, high above, and chopping his head towards Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan saw this, turned his wrist directly, and hit that iron chain into the air.
"Ding!"
The iron chain with the power of terror hit the Jin Xuanxiang, and actually hit the ignition star, and this Jin Xuanxiang was hit, but he didn't care at all, and the two knives were sharply cut in front of Fang Yuan. A contemptuous smile had already appeared in his eyes.
"What I practice is Xuanxiang Shenjiagong, the sword and the gun are inaccessible, and the magic weapon is difficult to hurt.
Before he finished speaking, Fang Yuan frowned.
Facing the two knives coming from the split face, his figure just flicked to the left slightly, and the two knives rubbed his body and fell, and then he stretched out his hand and grasped the back neck of Jin Xuanxiang. Spit, and sent in the direction of Guan Ao behind...
"Brother Guan Ao, here you are!"
Guan Ao was holding a large sword at this time, fighting with the group of monks who came with Jinjia, so that they would not bother Fang Yuan.
Hearing Fang Yuan yell, he immediately agreed loudly and turned around.
"Damn, what do you think of me?"
The heart of Jin Xuanxiang was full of violent anger, and his teeth were almost broken.
He had defended his armor and defended Wushuang. He planned to take the opportunity to fight against the foundation of the Heavenly Dao, and even took advantage of the close combat to injure him a bit. Although Dao Zhuji failed to hurt himself, his close martial arts were so strong. He just turned around and took advantage of it, and threw himself towards the silly big man like a tower...
He was not afraid of the stupid man, but he felt ashamed of being thrown around.
His eyes widened, he had to stop his body in a hurry, turned his head towards Fang Yuan, and then fought.
He didn't even look at the stupid big man's knife...
Only, he soon knew he was wrong...
Looking at the golden shadow thrown over by Fang Yuan, Guan Ao spit in the hand, rubbed his hands, and cut it out with a knife!
"call……"
That wind blew into the sky.
Jin Xuanxiang, who had been focused on Fang Yuan, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and turned around.
Then he saw a blade of light, stroking himself from the sky like a horse.
At this moment, he no longer cared about any shame or shame, and shouted, holding the knife in front of him with both hands.
This is rare for him.
Relying on a copper skin and iron bones, he has always attacked more and defended less, and changed his life close to his opponent.
But this time, it was different from before!
"laugh!"
The knife fell from top to bottom, as if there were no obstacles.
Then the big man chopped out the knife, just like cutting a grass, and turned back immediately, fighting with other monks.
But Jin Xuanxiang stayed silly on the spot.
"when……"
The two scimitars in his hand, which were not only inferior in quality, were suddenly broken at this time.
Then he looked down at himself, a knife mark became more and more obvious, and finally divided him in half.
Under that violent knife, what mysterious mysterious armor, what kind of protective clothing, is completely useless.
In the end, he just glanced at the back of the stupid man in disbelief, and then fell to the ground.
When he fell to the ground, he was already two dead.
Not because the monk Tsui did not have the ability to survive half of his body, but Guan Ao's knife was really violent, and the knife was as sharp as a knife. When he cut off his body, he also shattered his liver and gallbladder. After eight veins, the fairy is also difficult to save...
Everything actually happened only between the sparkle of electric light...
"My goodness……"
Uncle Changle saw this scene, but he almost hated to faint.
On the side, the Jinjia monk who followed Jin Xuanxiang was also like an ice-falling kiln. Before he could react, he could only hear the sound above his head. The thunder and lightning crackled and raised his head. Then, I saw a huge Suzaku Thunder coming down from the sky, like a small hill, and fell towards them. For a moment, I was discouraged and shouted back.
But how can I retreat, and how can I get over that Suzaku Ralink?
Seeing a huge Suzaku rushed into the crowd, left and right, seven or eight foundation monks screamed again and again, with their cultivation as a group, under the leadership of Jin Xuanxiang , May not be ineligible to fight against the foundation of Heavenly Dao, but in this case, the Lei Fa directly against the foundation of Heavenly Dao is basically no room for resistance...
"Bitter too..."
Uncle Changle's heart was already half cold, and the Qingpao monk caught up with himself again, turned his head and fled.
Really exerted the strength of breast-feeding, the figure was like electricity, and passed two hills in a flash.
Just like a needle behind her, she was stared at by the green robe monk.
"In my golden family secret realm, I dare to be crazy, and destiny..."
But fortunately, he didn't escape long before he saw a rant over the front left.
A white-beard fluttering, but thin and short old man rushed over with a team of monks, drinking from afar.
"Jing Lao Kuai..."
Uncle Changle shouted in horror, but before the call fell, he heard a "swoosh" around him, it was the Qingpao monk.
He wiped off directly from his side, and greeted the old man with white whiskers, and then raised his hand, the casualty who had just rushed the nearby people to death, exhausted Suzaku, and carried a whole body of light, like Lei Yun also rushed towards them.
Seeing this scene, this uncle Changle panic panicked, suddenly a flash of light, understood what.
With a sorrowful look on his face, he looked at the back of the green robe and shouted angrily: "You..."
"boom!"
Before he shouted, the thunderbird had reached the short and thin old man.
The little old man was also taken aback, and eagerly sacrificed a shield.
The shield was long in the wind, and it turned into a hill. The Suzaku ran into the shield and knocked the short and thin old man back a dozen feet before he stopped. His arm shivered, but he didn't. Suzaku had done his best to dissipate him.
The short and thin old man was also happy in his heart, straightened up, and shouted: "There is Xuanshan Iron Gate Shield here, what can you do?"
But before he finished speaking, he heard Uncle Changle shouting, "Old Jing, run away!"
The short and thin old man suddenly froze for a moment: "We finally came from Bahuang Mountain to save you~EbookFREE.me~ But you let me escape?"
Before this thought fell, I saw that the young man in the green robe had fluffed up and rushed to himself.
The old man did not care about anything else and hurriedly sacrificed the shield again.
And Fang Yuan in mid-air took a deep breath and whispered: "Yin Yang Yu Shen Ju..."
On top of his head, a purple mist haunts, and the huge divine appearance of thunder and light is manifested. The head is three times larger than Guan Ao, and he looks down at the shield like a hill. , Condensing Fang Yuan's mana, and then strong, igniting the wind and thunder, disturbing the void, a burst of sound in the air, strong and solid hit the shield.
"boom!"
The shield trembled violently, just like a big clock, and Long Yin died for a long while.
Jing Lao, who was hiding behind the shield, was not injured, but blood bleed out of the five tips.
died!