"Boom!" With a loud bang, Feng Xiaoyao's Extreme Holy Treasure and the great sword covered by the golden element of the Heavenly Martial Saint Son hit each other. Both of them were shocked, followed by the golden element.
The several holy treasures behind the great sword also hit the holy treasures of the extreme Tao.
No matter how powerful Feng Xiaoyao has, with the Supreme Talisman in his hand, it is impossible to resist the power of everyone with one person at the same time. His figure was suddenly suppressed by the infinite power, and his blood was desperate.
Suddenly spitting out--"Hmph!" The Saint of Tianwu was not hurt at all. He sneered at Feng Xiaoyao, who was already seriously injured, and said contemptuously: "Overbial overestimate one's ability!" Afterwards, his figure quickly
He went towards the bell isolated in front of him, and wanted to seize this gap and take the sacred holy treasure in one fell swoop. His mood was now so exciting that it was extremely exciting. If he got this, then undoubtedly, he
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Fang Yan stood at the end, his fists were clenched tightly. He wanted to go up at this time, but he still held back. He knew that this was not the best opportunity. Among these people, there were three strong enemies, one of Feng Xiaoyao.
, But now he is probably unable to compete for the Extreme Holy Treasure. The other one is naturally the Saint Son of Heavenly Martial Arts, and another one is a new face. But Fang Yan heard Fang Feiyun say that he is a hidden world in Nanzhou
The family's children, named Dan Liancheng, have extremely high cultivation and have reached the late stage of attracting the guidance. They also have the Supreme Tathao Treasure. Although they are not divine bodies, their combat power does not seem to be weaker than divine bodies. However, in this practice,
For the suppressed place, he should only remain until the early stage of the guidance.
The Saint Son of Tianwu was extremely fast. Looking at the Saint Treasure that was getting closer and closer in front of him, his face couldn't hide his excitement. The holy treasures that were bombarded from time to time were all bombarded by his powerful metallicity.
The force resisted one by one. When there was a powerful joint attack, the other holy sons and demons would help him resist a little. If he resisted a little more himself, he would easily resolve it. For a moment, no one could stop him from approaching the bell.
This surprised Fang Yan. Looking at the holy sons and demons, they seemed to have reached some agreement secretly, and they were willing to escort the Saint Son of Tianwu and let him compete for the Holy Treasure alone. Seeing this, Fang
Yan's body moved and he couldn't help but take action, but at this moment, not far from Fang Yan, a young man in a white robe and an ordinary-looking man jumped up one step ahead of him, and shouted coldly in his mouth.
: "Hmph, Saint Son of Tianwu, don't forget that I still have my existence. Your wishful thinking is probably going to be broken."
Fang Yan felt relieved when he saw this man attacking, and he had just stopped. He was not in a hurry to take action. Perhaps a better opportunity was coming. Because this man was one of Fang Yan's concerns, Dan Liancheng
!
Shan Liancheng's shout fell, and a white light flashed on his body. A round white circle flew out instantly, with extremely fast speed, directly passing through the heads of several holy sons and demons, and appeared in the Tianwu Saint Son.
A powerful white light suddenly descended from above, covering the Saint Son of Heavenly Martial Arts.
A strange thing happened, and the body of the Saint Son of Tianwu immediately became dull and could not make any progress. He was bound by this sudden and strange attack.
Immediately afterwards, in the horrified expression of the Saint of Tianwu, countless terrifying Taoist patterns suddenly emanated from the circle, pouring down, as if they were about to crush the Saint of Tianwu into pieces in one fell swoop.
"Hmph! Do you want to trap me too?" The Saint of Tianwu snorted heavily, and then a strong golden light burst out from his body, and the unstoppable attack power surged upwards, raising the Taoist patterns
It blocked the top of his head tightly. At the same time, his fingers were pinching, and the Holy Treasure Sword suddenly attacked and blasted towards the white circle.
"It's this time." Seeing that they were in a stalemate, and the holy sons and demons were still attacking the monks around the low-end, Fang Yan said intimately, and then he did not hesitate at all. A white light shone under his feet, and a wave of formations flashed.
With the complex and mysterious Taoist patterns, the void took three steps in a row, and the whole body suddenly disappeared into the void, and the "Great Void Technique" came out!
In this situation, the monks who were struggling to fight did not notice it. Even if they noticed it, they could do nothing.
Almost instantly, without any warning, Fang Yan's big feet stepped out in front of the bell, and his figure fully appeared. At this time, everyone noticed the change, their faces were all shocked, even
Shan Liancheng and Tianwu Saint Son both stopped attacking at the same time, and looked incredibly at Fang Yan appeared in vain.
Fang Yan didn't look back. He knew that the situation was urgent and the opportunity was fleeting. He raised his right fist and pointed the light at the dim light. He banged over the bell that did not launch any attacks: "Yulong Xiaotian!"
"Ao!" A loud dragon sounded, and everyone's hearts almost fell with the screams--"Bang!" The bell was hit hard again, making a muffled sound, and the already dim light was even more
It became dull and lost its color. Fang Yan's fist did not retract, and instantly turned into his palm. Straws of jubilant blue Taoist patterns surged out from his right arm and rushed directly into the bell. Then, Fang Yan seemed to hear a slight sound.
The whine sounded, and the independent consciousness in the bell was destroyed. At this time, the bell instantly turned into as small as it was at the beginning, landing on Fang Yan's palm.
Fang Yan's face was happy, and at the same time, he did not dare to pause at all. He quickly flashed into the distance, and the afterimages behind him were dragged out one after another.
"Bastard!" Tianwu Saint Son shouted angrily, and the extreme holy treasure that was about to be obtained was suddenly seized by Fang Yan. His anger could not be suppressed and soared into the sky. The golden light on his body was unprecedentedly strong, and he controlled the holy treasure.
He blasted towards Fang Yan.
Shan Liancheng's face was extremely cold. Almost at the same time, he controlled the white circle to cover Fang Yan. The other monks were furious and pointed their finger at Fang Yan's place, and dozens of weapons were towards Fang Yan.
The surging bombardment was blown away.
The white ring formed by a single connection is extremely fast, and it flashes like teleportation. It is faster than Fang Yan's speed, and it is approaching Fang Yan's flying figure in an instant. Fang Yan's face changed slightly, just in him
When I was extremely worried, a canvas that looked ragged and shabby suddenly penetrated from the side. The rag flashed with a powerful light of gold and white, and its power was extremely powerful. Behind Fang Yan, it instantly turned into a side.
The huge white cloth covering the sky prevented all the holy treasures that were pursuing Fang Yan.
Seeing this rag, Fang Yan felt relieved. He knew that the charlatan had arrived in time.
"Haha, I'm here in time." Master Zhou's wretched laughter came out, and then he penetrated the black evil spirit. Behind him, he was wearing purple outfit, so beautiful that he could not help but feel the most beautiful thing.
The suffocating Fang Feiyun.
"Come later, just wait to collect my body!" Fang Yan shouted in anger.
"Boom boom boom!" Before he could finish his voice, several huge bombing sounds came from the front. Master Zhou's body shook, and blood stains spilled out of the corners of his mouth. Without looking, Fang Yan knew that it must be that terrifying.
The circle and the holy treasures chasing the front bombarded the rags of Master Zhou.
Fang Feiyun didn't have time to say anything to Fang Yan. Her graceful and plump figure was around the huge white cloth, manipulating the exquisite scimitar in her hand, and flashing to resist the monks who had caught up with her. Otherwise, if so many holy treasures
At the same time, it hit the rag of Master Zhou, and he would even peel off even if he died.
Fang Yan didn't say much about following Fang Feiyun's figure. Zhou Dashen waved his hand, and the rags of the gods instantly turned into normal size. He grabbed them in his hand and followed them.
Fang Feiyun danced lightly in the void, her breathtaking and beautiful figure swung, and the scimitars above her head were blasted out one after another. The powerful power of the Extreme Holy Treasure, coupled with her extremely terrifying cultivation,
Knock out the holy treasures that were bombarded one by one.
"Shake the Sky Hand!" Fang Yan slapped out a huge blue palm and also slapped off a holy treasure. Then he flashed forward, using his most powerful melee battle, swung his fist, and caught a
The Holy Treasures were smashed repeatedly.
Master Zhou waved the divine rags and fought hard together. Although the three of them were extremely powerful, facing these dozens of young strong men from the mainland, there were dozens of holy treasures and one extreme holy treasure. The three of them
They all felt the difficulty.
Completely lifted the attack of the notes, Gu Xin had no worries to protect Yun Xiaoyin, and flew quickly behind the three of them. She had a calm expression on her face and did not say a single word. She controlled her thin sword and threw herself into the battle. Then, even Yun
Zifeng also stepped forward to support him. Although he didn't play any big role, he could at least barely compete with one person for a while. Manyao's face changed, and hesitated in her eyes, and looked at the Yin-Yang Demon in the distance in a vague way.
At first glance, after the Yin-Yang Demon nodded faintly, Manyao was delighted and rushed into the battle circle no longer hesitated, helping Fang Yan resist with all his strength.
After a while, the six people worked together to resist all the fierce attacks of the sixteen or seventeen people on the other side's side's fierce storm.
"Let's go!" Fang Yan shouted loudly. Although he was not afraid of them with his strength, since the extreme holy treasure had been obtained, there was no need to fight them in vain and consume them.
Fang Feiyun and the others had the same idea as Fang Yan. Without stopping for a long time, they immediately turned around and carried Yun Xiaoyin, who was not far behind them, and flew towards the distant sky.
The monks watched Fang Yan and his party gradually disappear, but no one dared to chase him. Even the Saint Son of Tianwu and Shan Liancheng were the same. They all knew that even if all these people chased after him, they could not do anything to them.
Although there are not many people in their place, there are only six. To be honest, there are only four who really play a role, but that is too terrible. Two divine bodies, three extreme holy treasures, and one Fang Yan
Although he has no weapons, his combat power is extremely powerful.
Everyone gritted their teeth and deeply remembered Fang Yan's tough face in their hearts. He used the Great Void Technique, one of the three great magical techniques of heaven and earth, to take advantage of the tricks to take away the extreme holy treasure.
It also left everyone with no choice but to leave openly. This helplessness, this unwillingness, and this anger made them want to tear Fang Yan apart!