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The world turned into a millstone, suppressing eight ancient swords in the middle.

As Fang Xing's hands were up and down, one straight and one backward, slowly pushing the world's grinding, everything around began to rumbling and produce terrifying changes. The earth under his feet and the top of his head were suddenly turned into distortion and collapsed as he pushed the world's grinding away. The divine power of the world's grinding disk even drove everything around him. The entire mountain collapsed, and then was pushed to the side by the divine power of the world's grinding disk. With a rumbling sound, a starry sky suddenly lit up above his head, revealing a split of the mountains above him, causing the mountains to collapse and turn into a valley, exposing them to the starry sky.

In this valley, the little princess widened her eyes and hid a hundred feet away from behind. Fang Xing stood in the void in the center of the valley, pushing the big millstone with both hands, and eight ancient swords floated around her. The nearest one had even pierced into Fang Xing's chest, three inches into her body, and the one pointing toward her forehead had also touched his skin, and even a scarlet dot was pierced!

But at this moment, the eight ancient swords that were suppressed by the power of heaven and earth could no longer move.

Even as Fang Xing pushed the Great Milling Pan of Heaven and Earth, these eight ancient swords began to twist and cracks appeared.

"No, this is not fair..."

Eight ancient swords roared, and the angry roar of Master Lihen sounded.

He found that he was suppressed by Fang Xing, and his heart was just full of unwillingness. Originally, his last attack was like lightning and could directly crush Fang Xing, but because of the little princess of Yaochi, he was slowed down for a moment, and then he successfully used this magical power to infinitely attract immortal techniques. Moreover, if in normal times, even if most of the sword light was suppressed, as long as there was still a sword light wandering outside, he was still standing in a slow place because he had no self, and the sword light was just manifested!

But he was hit by Fang Xing at that time and deliberately wanted to kill the enemy with one blow and transform into eight swords. He occupied eight directions and planned to smash Fang Xing into one fell swoop, but he fell into his trap, resulting in all of himself being suppressed by this magical power...

He felt a fatal crisis vaguely!

No matter how strong his sword is, it cannot break the sky or the earth...

And Fang Xing's magical power was based on heaven and earth, which just restrained his swordsmanship!

Not willing to give up!

He roared angrily and struggled hard...

"Haha. If you want fairness, go play with the kids..."

Fang Xing also gritted his teeth at this time, his forehead was exposed, and his chest was stabbed out of the wound by the ancient sword. Blood was even splattering out. His hands were also trembling, pushing the world millstone inch by inch. Now it seems that he has the upper hand, but in fact, as long as he is a little relaxed, the eight ancient swords will be handed forward, and he will be immediately crushed. Therefore, he also used his strength to rush out his magic power, and all his magic power was rumbling, without any reservation.

It can be said that this is the first time he has encountered such a terrifying situation since he destroyed the Huangfu clan.

Mr. Lihen is so terrible!

Compared to the freak from the Yuan family seven hundred years ago, Fang Xing felt that he was a freak!

According to legend, that freak can practice himself to death in order to practice great skills!

But this young master Lihen really practiced himself!

Such a person is simply a lunatic!

However, he finally caught the madman in the trap with the risk of losing his life!

As the Great Milling Pan of Heaven and Earth rotated inch by inch, the eight ancient swords had cracks like spider webs, and then with a "ding" sound, it shattered into pieces of sword light. Some of the sword lights were crushed into smaller pieces under the crushing power of heaven and earth. Fang Xing now wanted to completely crush these fragments into pure divine light by pushing the Great Milling Pan of Heaven and Earth, and completely crush the soul and consciousness of Young Master Lihen contained in these swords. I don't believe that at that time, this madman can survive...

Although it was as dangerous as walking in the clouds, it finally won a game back, and all eight ancient swords were suppressed and gradually wiped out.

In this battle, the victory balance is already tilting towards the square line.

However, at this moment, a faint laugh suddenly sounded in the field: "The devil who disrupted the dispute in the Demon Abyss is indeed well-known. Huo'er has practiced swords for ten years and has embarked on his own avenue. In a few years, he can reach the ultimate realm of the Golden Elixir realm and become a supreme sword baby. In my opinion, only the young Situ of Fuyao Palace in the world can compete with him. I didn't expect that even he would suffer a great loss under the tricks of you, the devil. If I don't take action, this time he will be detrimental to his master..."

The moment he heard this sound, Fang Xing's heart couldn't help but sink.

Then he saw several figures appearing in the void around him, and his heart sinks even to the bottom.

Now, his battle with Mr. Lihen broke through the mountains, and broke the ground from the cave, turning the battlefield into a valley with its head facing the starry sky. At this time, an old man in robes appeared above the valley, with his body floating and his robe flying. It was the Lord of Lihen. This man had chased him at some point and watched silently.

And around, several figures appeared, with long beards and white eyebrows, and a strong breath. I think they were the elders of Lihentian.

Fang Xing originally wanted to defeat Mr. Lihen soon and then escape, but he didn't expect that before he could decide the outcome, he had fallen into the siege. The only hope in his heart was immediately shattered, like a little beast trapped in the mud.

"Girl Xiaoqing, you helped the devil once, and I will help my disciples as well..."

Lord Lihen looked at the little princess Yaochi with a smile, like a kind old man, but the gaze made the little princess Yaochi feel frightened. While speaking, the old man raised his hand slightly and a divine light descended. The eight ancient swords that had been crushed by the Great Mills of Heaven and Earth suddenly gained the power of new life under this divine light and began to move forward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Shit"...

These eight ancient swords were originally very close to Fang Xing, and were suppressed by him with the power of the Great Milling Platter of Heaven and Earth. At this time, the divine light immediately flew forward forcibly. Several more pierced into Fang Xing's body and cut out a terrifying wound. Only one of them stabbed to the forehead and did not continue to move forward. However, the Lord Lihen obviously did not want Fang Xing's soul to dissipate.

“Hey…this is not fair…”

Fang Xing was so anxious that he was sweating all over and screamed desperately.

"Haha, if you want fairness, why not play mud with children?"

Master Lihen laughed coldly, but returned what Fang Xing said to Mr. Lihen again.

"Old bastard, then aren't you even worse than a kid who plays with mud?"

Fang Xing was so angry that he cursed, and then said a word that made Master Lihen so speechless...

If you say it, you can choke people to death, but when you return with your words, do you still have the backhand waiting?

"Hmph, the tongue is sharp and the teeth are so ridiculous, what are you doing?"

Lord Lihen shouted coldly, his eyes showed murderous intent, his sleeves brushed away, and the divine light came.

The eight ancient swords transformed by Master Lihen once again received powerful help in an instant and flew forward quickly.

The sword light was shining and murderous intent was endless. It was about to crush Fang Xing's body.

At this moment, Fang Xing was also frightened and no longer cared about his hand. He groaned and the world millstone that was gritting his teeth and pushing it backwards in an instant. Eight ancient swords were stabbing forward with unimaginable power, but he did not expect that he would suddenly push the world millstone. For a moment, the Yin and Yang reversed, and the suppression force turned into a push force. Within the range of magic power, the power reversed, and the forward became a retreat. The eight ancient swords flew forward as quickly as the speed of the eight ancient swords, and the speed of the retreat was now. In an instant, they fled to all directions and crushed the peaks.

Fang Xing was covered in blood and staggered, but he gritted his teeth and couldn't fall down. He lifted the fierce sword and was about to jump into the air to fight with the Lord Lihen.

"The devil dares to be presumptuous!"

In the air, several elders of Lihentian shouted coldly, all of them flew down, waving their palms to suppress them. Fang Xing was now at the end of his strength, and his jumping force only aroused his last strength. How could he withstand the suppression of these elders of Lihentian's Yuanying? He was immediately covered up, roaring madly, waving the dragon-patterned sword, holding back his last force to fight.

"Don't kill, let Huo'er take action to kill this thief. He has been in seclusion for ten years and has cultivated the supreme sword. Now he is the first battle to be out of the cottage, but he is unbeatable. Let his sword drink the blood of the devil, which can be regarded as offering his sword to him!"

Lord Liheng gave a cold order, and then shouted in the distance: "Huo'er, why don't you come and kill this son?"

"Thank you for your accomplishment..."

In the distance, countless sword lights emerged from the mountains, earth and rocks, but turned into the appearance of Mr. Lihen, and bowed and thanked him.

"Let's talk about it. You have been in seclusion for ten years and lack luck. Now it's the opportunity. If you use your sword to kill this demon, you will have his luck invisibly, which is enough to make up for your lack for ten years. However, you need to remember to leave his soul. This son is related to the fortune of Baiduanshan. As the master wants to refine his soul into a puppet. When the immortal ancestor returns, I, Lihentian, can get the fortune of Baiduanshan..."

Master Lihen shouted coldly, and Zhizhu was in control, and had already decided on Fang Xing's fate.

Young Master Lihen laughed loudly, showing murderous intent: "Devil, let you be cunning, don't you die under my sword?"

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish"...

With a fierce shout, he flew into the air, and then turned into a sword rain all over the sky and flew down.

At this moment, Fang Xing was forcibly suppressed by the elders Li Hentian and let the sword rain fall, as if fish is to be slaughtered...

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It rains on the red envelopes at 15th! Starting at 12 noon, one round per hour, a large wave of 515 red envelopes depends on luck. You all go grab them, and continue to order the snatched Qidian coins! (To be continued.)
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