Chapter nine hundred and seventy second smooth attack
Thousands of feet away, Ximo and Yanming slowly revealed their figures. As soon as their divine thoughts reached into the valley, they immediately felt the tragic fighting atmosphere.
In their eyes, the valley had completely changed at this time, with mountains collapsed, dark plants destroyed, the earth cracked, and the dusty smoke, completely looking like it was a dilapidated after the war.
The remaining spiritual pressure of the shattered Mingbao and the fairy treasure came with the wind, allowing the two to feel the real atmosphere of death.
The two of them looked at each other and then they found Xia Chen lying on a rock, half of his body disappeared, his incomplete body as cold as a stagnant, and his primordial aura could not sense at all, and it was obviously completely annihilated.
The two of them were not moved at all, as if they were not surprised by this situation.
A tall Zhenming sat cross-legged on the ground not far from Xia Chen, using his energy to heal his wounds. His breath was so weak that even if he looked at it with his naked eyes, he could feel that he was as weak as a grass in the wind, as if
It may die at any time.
Strangely, in the Zhenming's hand, he was holding two transparent round stones that were incompatible with the Ming Qi, which seemed to be absorbing with all his strength.
"It's him!" Ximo and Elder Yanming looked at each other, their eyes both surprised and happy.
"I didn't expect that the nine men could actually fight Fang Yunxing to this level, and they were hiding it very deeply." Elder Ximo's eyes flashed and he exclaimed, "I thought he could let Fang Yunxing consume some fairy energy and give us the
Just create some opportunities.”
"No matter how deep you hide, how can you be the opponent of the son of your master?" Yan Ming smiled faintly, "What's more, the Fang family's strength in the fairy world is extraordinary. Even if Fang Yunxing escapes to the underworld, he is full of money. Even if he uses a pile of magic weapons, he is enough to use it to suck it.
A strong man from the late stage of the True Ming was killed, not to mention that the nine people were not the late stage of the True Ming."
"Fortunately no one knows that we know Fang Yunxing's secret." Xi Mo smiled, "Otherwise, if we kill him, we will cause a huge disaster. Now, the leader can take this responsibility by himself. Hehe."
"It's not too late, kill him immediately." Yan Ming licked his lips excitedly and said, "Those immortal treasures are of no use to us, but that law ball is too precious. If we practice for decades, we
They are very likely to advance to Shangming.”
"Wait, let's talk." Ximo's face suddenly became serious and shook his head. "I'm not in a hurry for a moment, and I'll look at it again. Fang Yunxing's cultivation is still above us, and it is said that this person is full of tricks and cunning.
Deep, what if it was the trap he set up?"
"What are you waiting for?" Yan Ming was stunned and said anxiously, "The night is long and dreams are too long. If something goes wrong, our hope of advancing to the Ming Dynasty will be gone. Besides, didn't we use divine thoughts to scan it out just now, and we didn't find any problems."
Simer shook his head and said, "I just think it's strange. Don't you think so far. Everything is going too smoothly? And what we saw happened to be the scene we hoped for the most. Although there is no problem, I still find it very strange."
"You are too sensitive, old friend." Yan Ming smiled, "Maybe we are lucky. Things are just developing as we think, trapped in the late stage of Zhenming for thousands of years. When time comes, it is time to get our harvest.
It's time."
Ximo sighed: "Yanming, I don't know what to say, but please believe me, I have a vague feeling. At this time, it's better to wait and see. No matter what, at least we won't have it.
loss."
Yan Ming moved his lips, but he stopped talking, but he nodded: "Okay. Just listen to you. We have been with each other for many years. Your caution has indeed allowed us to avoid many disasters. I hope this time
You are still right.”
Xi Mo sighed: "Actually, I regret it a little. I shouldn't have chosen the nines to explore Fang Yunxing's bottom. After all, we know too little about the nines, and we didn't see how he fought with Fang Yunxing and both sides were injured.
Yes. If we are more secure and wait for a few days, we may not be able to work together to control a real late-stage elder of the True Ming. It might be better to use puppets to fight Fang Yunxing."
"You said too, that's if." Yan Ming shook his head and said, "There is nothing really safe in this world. Even if you control the elders in the late stage of the Zhenming, there will be other problems. Moreover, if you wait for some more days, Fang Yunxing may
I left, we didn’t have much time to choose. Now this situation is already there, at least it is still beneficial to us, so there is no need to regret it again."
Xi Mo was silent for a while and nodded, "You are right. There is no real safe thing in this world. We will wait for a day and a night. If there is no change, we will take action immediately."
"A day and night, have to wait for such a long time?" Yan Ming said in surprise.
"Fang Yunxing is healing." Ximo looked at Shan Gu and said, "If we see a real scene, then his breath will recover after a day and a night. We can calculate that if he is pretending, then he will recover.
The rhythm is definitely wrong, and sooner or later there will be flaws."
Yan Ming thought for a while and said, "Okay, your observation in this regard is much more detailed than mine. Come and observe. I believe that no changes will occur within a day and a night."
The two of them stopped talking, but held their breath and waited slowly.
In the valley, Fang Yunxing had not seen any abnormality for a long time, and he was also unsure. He secretly conveyed his divine thoughts and said, "Brother Chen, we can't sit still. They won't see through your illusion arrangement, right?"
"Impossible." Xia Chen said lightly, "My illusion was not caused by me, but formed by their subconscious mind. If they did not see through it at the beginning, they would never be able to see through it in the future."
"Subconscious?" Fang Yunxing didn't understand a little.
Xia Chen said: "It means that what scene they want to see will appear in the valley. It is equivalent to deceiving themselves, and of course they cannot break the illusion."
"Oh, so that's it." Fang Yunxing nodded in his mind, but was extremely shocked, and he became more afraid of Xia Chen.
The four of them on both sides were confronting each other, one was cautious and the other was waiting patiently, and time was quietly spent.
However, what shocked Xi Mo and Yan Ming was that after Fang Yunxing absorbed the immortal stone, his originally sluggish aura increased rapidly, and it seemed that the immortal stone had a miraculous effect on healing.
Just a few hours passed, Fang Yunxing's aura had been several times stronger than the beginning, almost recovering to one-third.
Fang Yunxing's face also showed a comfortable and comfortable expression.
In this way, not only Yan Ming couldn't hold back his anger, but even Xi Mo's heart was hanging.
If Fang Yunxing's injury recovers to more than half, even if the two of them take action, they may not be able to trap him. Not to mention the hope of advancing to the Ming Dynasty, even if they are unable to protect their lives.
"Simo, do you see the rhythm of his recovery?" Yan Ming couldn't help asking.
Xi Mo was silent for a while, shook his head and said, "Although it's very fast, I didn't see the problem."
"Then do we have to wait any longer? When he recovers, it will probably be even more difficult to deal with." Yan Ming said.
"Wait a little longer, it's not that short of time." Ximo said hesitantly.
The two of them were determined to kill again. Two hours later, Fang Yunxing recovered faster. His aura was originally not ten, but he actually recovered half of it.
"Ximo, if we don't take action, we will have no chance. As the saying goes, wealth and honor are in danger. For the sake of the law ball, it is worth it to fight for life. What else do you have to wait for?" Yan Ming said anxiously.
Ximo didn't say anything, but his face was already moved. Although the feeling of something bad in his heart was still wandering, the five words "seeking for wealth and honor" deeply touched his heart.
There is no absolute certainty in this world. When he thinks of Fang Yunxing's jealous storage, he also feels excited. He resolutely said: "Okay, take action, be sure to kill with one blow!"
"No problem, I've been ready long ago." Yan Ming said excitedly and cruelly.
His limbs suddenly shrank, entered his sleeves, and instantly turned into a large ball.
The ball shrinks and becomes smaller and smaller, from about a foot to about a foot, and from about a foot to about a foot, and finally becomes a tiny piece of black dark patterns, and then the ball is in place
disappear.
Ximo took a deep breath, and a black dark fire surged out of his body, and a spark flashed and disappeared in an instant.
The next moment, a subtle ripples suddenly burst out on Fang Yunxing's chest, and a black sword light of Nether Fire came out of the void, piercing his chest fiercely and harshly.
This sword was extremely fast and there was no sign.
But Fang Yunxing suddenly opened his eyes and looked shocked.
Seeing that the sword light was about to pass through his chest, at the critical moment, Fang Yunxing suddenly roared, and the sound shook the valley, and the sound waves like substance turned into layers of waves, all hitting the sword.
At the same time, his body twisted slightly, causing the sword to tilt, and penetrated through the gap under his ribs, avoiding the disaster of piercing his chest.
He avoided this sword dangerously and dangerously, Fang Xingyun's face was pale, and the aura he had just recovered quickly became weaker.
Suddenly, his body stiffened, an incredible expression appeared on his face, and he lowered his head and looked at his chest slowly.
A long sword burning with black Nether Fire penetrated from behind him, penetrated his chest, revealing a piece of black flame.
It turns out that the first sword is just to attract attention, and the sword behind it is the real killing.
Fang Yunxing's whole body was stiff, his face was shattered, and he could not move at all.
In a blink of an eye, a raging dark fire burned on his body. Behind him, a fire flashed suddenly, and Elder Ximo showed his figure.
Although he was extremely cautious, Ximo still showed a very happy look in his eyes. He had already prepared for the back. Now that he succeeded with one blow, things went smoother than he thought.
Fang Xingyun smiled bitterly, and suddenly slapped his chest and a violent and powerful aura burst out. It was obvious that he wanted to use a powerful and defeated immortal technique at the moment of death.
Elder Ximo's face remained unchanged, and he slowly pulled out the light of the Nether Fire Sword, turning into sparks and dissipating in his hands.
Suddenly, the ground where Fang Xingyun was sitting raised high, and a gray light column as thick as a fist shot out from the raised area, instantly piercing through Fang Xingyun's dark body.
The tragic aura disappeared without a trace. Fang Yunxing's eyes were silent. With a bang, he fell to the ground and stopped moving.
His soul had been transformed into ashes by the gray light column, and he could not die any more. (To be continued.)