"Huh, don't be complacent, junior. Let's see, Mr. Pang, what methods you have to make you feel so good about yourself. Tianlai Novel. | 2"
Seeing that his two fellow disciples could only stand at each other for a moment under the attack of two indifferent monks from the other side, Pang Su suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. However, after all, they were people in the late stage of spiritual enlightenment, and their master was also a
The Xuanjie being who stood at the top of the world of immortality naturally did not take Qin Fengming into his eyes.
Amid the cold snort, his figure swayed, gray light shone all over his body, and a pair of wings suddenly appeared on his back.
Amidst the sound of piercing the air, his figure suddenly disappeared on the spot.
In Pang Su's view, even if the opponent's methods are extraordinary, if they compete with each other in the physical body, the opponent will definitely fall behind. Therefore, as soon as he came up, he already had the intention of relying on his escape skills to defeat the opponent and get close to fight with him in the physical body.
If he knew about Qin Fengming's visit to the Holy Burial Valley, he would definitely put aside such thoughts.
However, Pang Su would naturally not know about Qin Fengming's previous deeds, so his move would undoubtedly make him fall into a place of eternal destruction.
Seeing that the other party used his powerful escape skills as soon as he came up, and planned to fight with him, Qin Fengming couldn't help but secretly laugh. However, he did not follow the other party's wishes, but looked at the figure that was approaching in a hurry, and the fingers in the sleeves of his robe.
, has been tapped out.
The sound of wind and thunder suddenly resounded on the spot, and terrifying hurricanes appeared out of thin air.
I don't know when, Qin Fengming has already arranged the Four Symbols Qingyan Sword Formation here.
At this time, Qin Fengming would naturally not entangle with the other party. Based on his original intention, when the other three people gathered together, he would directly cover the three of them in the sword formation.
However, the three of them maintained their identities, and before they could reach him, they had already dispersed and surrounded him like a corner. Under such circumstances, his wishful thinking naturally came to nothing.
As a last resort, he asked Fang Liang and He Xuan to show up and restrain the other two first.
Now that he was facing Pang Su alone, he naturally didn't have to worry about anything anymore and immediately activated the sword formation, covering it directly.
Pang Su, as a powerful disciple of Xuan level, but his methods did not show how powerful he was.
Under the full attack of Qin Fengming's re-refined Four Elephant Sword Formation, he did not resist for long before he was imprisoned in the sword formation by the sword blades. Only a Danying appeared in the sword formation in horror.
Inside.
If you are a late-stage human race cultivator, even if your physical body is not very powerful, you can still withstand the attack of the sword array for a moment with the power of powerful magic weapons. However, the Winged Clan monks have never practiced magic weapons very much.
The power of the physical body really doesn't have much resistance when struck by the Four-Elephant Sword with the addition of the Xuanguang Crystal that contains sharp power.
As soon as the sword formation was revealed, Pang Su could already feel the terrifying dangerous aura approaching.
At this time, he finally knew that the reason why the other party was able to carry such a terrifying and ferocious aura was not just because he had killed many people at the same level as him, but because the young monks had killed many middle-level people far beyond his level of cultivation.
, later monk.
And he will also become a person on the opponent's kill list at this moment.
At this time, Pang Su felt extremely regretful. If he hadn't been so concerned about the numerous pills on his body, he would not have been so enthusiastic about encouraging Kong Liang and the others to come.
Regret, of course, can no longer bring him any benefit.
Seeing the sharp blades sweeping towards him, Pang Su's Dan Ying didn't hesitate at all. He immediately activated the magic power in his body and exploded into the Four Elephant Sword Formation.
"Hmph, I want to escape my soul, I'm dreaming!" When a terrifying blast of energy swept up, Qin Fengming was already in a hurry, and the four sword blades suddenly retracted.
Although the sudden self-destruction of a Danying in the late stage of spiritual communication may not damage the Four Elephants Sword Array, Qin Fengming would not take the risk. Because the Danying's self-explosion is extremely powerful.
As Dan Ying's self-destruction caused an extremely terrifying wind to sweep across, Qin Fengming's figure suddenly disappeared from the scene.
Amidst the slight cry of the phoenix, a sharp claw carrying the power of the terrifying soul has shrouded a group of spirits that suddenly appeared and planned to escape.
"I am the direct disciple of the Yinshan Ancestor. You cannot completely kill me."
Feeling the majestic power of the soul that was terrifying and making his soul tremble, Pang Su's soul just appeared and screamed loudly.
The power of the soul made him feel like he was facing his master.
Such a feeling made Pang Su, who had only his soul left, suddenly think of a possibility in his mind. Could it be that the young monk in front of him was a mysterious being.
"Of course I won't kill you. Qin is reluctant to kill such a powerful spirit."
A force of confinement emerged, imprisoning Pang Su's soul and throwing it into the Shenji Mansion.
Looking at where the other two waves were fighting, Qin Fengming couldn't help but frown, and without any hesitation, his figure immediately disappeared on the spot.
During the two waves of fighting at this moment, Fang Liang was surrounded by a fog that was one to two thousand wide.
In the mist, the sound of banging and fighting could be heard in the distance.
On Hexuan's side, there were two figures darting and flashing, like a revolving lantern, a huge attack of more than 20 feet flashed continuously.
As for Fang Liang, Qin Fengming didn't have to worry at all. If the many spirits in the Ten Thousand Souls Tower and the ghostly ghosts summoned by the ghost ghost secret technique couldn't kill the cultivator at the top of the spiritual realm, it would really be unreasonable.
But Hexuan was obviously in a desperate state.
Just when Qin Fengming disappeared, the middle-aged monk in the late stage of spiritual connection who was fighting with He Xuan suddenly realized that there was no Pang Su's aura around him.
Stunned, he immediately thought of a possibility. Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly launched two attacks with both hands, blocking the attack on Hexuan. He turned around and tried to escape into the distance.
When a monk has reached the realm of spiritual communication, he will undoubtedly put his own safety into consideration.
Although it was only a short period of time, the possibility of a dignified late-stage spiritual master falling into the opponent's hands was extremely low, but the middle-aged man named Qian still planned to escape without hesitation.
But now it is no longer possible for him to leave.
When Hexuan saw the other party, he actually tried to take the way and ran away, how could he easily get what he wanted.
From the bronze mirror above his head, several beams of light shot out, immediately blocking the opponent's body.
It is true that there is a slight gap between Hexuan and the middle-aged man, but the difference in strength is not to the point of being crushed by the opponent's strength. His crazy attack suddenly appeared, so the middle-aged man surnamed Qian who had originally planned to leave in a hurry had to use the magic power in his body He moved quickly, his hands danced, and he used secret techniques to resist.
"It's too late to leave now."
Just as the middle-aged monk hurriedly launched an attack to neutralize He Xuan's attack and walked away in a flash, a faint voice suddenly sounded beside him.
"Ah, no." The middle-aged monk said something bad in his heart. He didn't turn around at all. A three-foot-long sharp blade carrying terrifying power suddenly appeared from his body and fired towards the place where the voice appeared. And go.