Fang Qian looked at a magnifying figure in the sky. He was the first to bear the brunt of it, and naturally he could feel the strength and horror of this pressure.

The golden Buddha's staff roared at him, carrying the momentum of landslides. Before the people arrived, the oncoming wind had already crushed the weeds around him.

"Know your fate?"

Before Qunimadi could calm down from the shock of the divine talisman, she saw a powerful man knowing his fate take action.

At some point, a woman as elegant as a ghost appeared beside her. She looked at the young man standing calmly under the Buddha's staff and couldn't help but sigh: "It's him!"

Compared to Ning Que, Fang Qian, who almost defeated Longqing, naturally made her care more, so she could recognize her as soon as she saw it.

Fang Qian looked at the Buddha's staff that was constantly enlarging, and his mind was tense. Of course he could hide, but he couldn't hide because Mo Shanshan was by his side.

The half-divine talisman she drew before made her mind consume too much. Her face turned pale and she looked very weak. Under the pressure of this Buddha's staff, she was even more panicked.

Fang Qian reached out and pulled Mo Shanshan behind him, then held the wooden sword that had not been unsheathed on his waist.

The preacher of the Hanging Temple, the powerful man in the realm of knowing one's life, carries the power of the sky and even goes even further in the past.

Almost no one thinks that Fang Qian can survive under this stick, except Ning Que and Mo Shanshan.

Ning Que knew that the second senior brother was definitely stronger than this old monk, so he didn't believe that Fang Qian, who could fight with the second senior brother for a long time, would not be able to stop the old monk's attack.

Mo Shanshan rarely saw Fang Qian take action, but when she was behind him, she could not feel the terrible threat of the powerful man who knew his fate. It seemed that as long as he stood in front of her, nothing in the world could hurt her.

This is a feeling she has never experienced before, extremely stable and warm.

She grew up in Moganshan since she was a child, and his master protected her or took good care of her, so Fang Qian was the first man she had ever seen on Moganshan.

He just rode a horse down from the sky.

She has written many words and naturally read many books. She also has the longing and fantasy of a girl.

The scene of Fang Qian descending from the sky on a horse undoubtedly had a huge impact on her. He rushed into her heart almost instantly, and the wooden box he carefully carved was even more moistening and silently allowing his figure to live firmly in her heart.

And today, the scene where she was protected by him really touched her and made her truly face her heart.

She took a step, stood beside Fang Qian, raised her remaining mind power, and drew a half-way uncertain talisman, perhaps because she had completed a divine talisman together before, but now the appearance of this half-way divine talisman is much smoother than before.

It can be seen that she has completely stepped on the threshold of a divine talisman master. Perhaps after this recovery, she can easily take that step, become a real divine talisman master.

"I am not a useless weak woman. No matter what I face, we will face it together."

Her tone was plain but extremely firm.

Fang Qian smiled, laughing very happily, and the terrifying power above his head was no longer in his eyes at this time.

"Okay, but just knowing your fate, we will join forces to destroy him!"

The half-dao divine talisman collapsed and turned into an extremely solid mass of air, hitting heavily at the old monk.

The old monk's face was plain, his expression did not change at all, and the trajectory of the staff had not changed at all. On the way down, he directly smashed the half-way divine talisman. However, it was a divine talisman after all, and although it was only half-way, it still slowed down his whereabouts a lot.

And when he smashed the half-dog divine talisman, he saw a wooden sword coming towards him, but he seemed to see the whole earth covering him.

Fang Qian went against the trend and soared into the sky.

Since he took the Enlightenment Fruit that day and created the Sword Sutra, he has only three swords left after many years of learning.

Strong sword, clever sword, fast sword!

One is to defeat everything with an absolute crushing momentum, the other is to observe its weak point with an absolutely exquisite sword move, and the other is to kill everything with an absolute speed.

On the same day, he fought with Longqing, and used a sword to break his attack, a skilled sword to break his defense, and finally established the victory with a fast sword.

Today, facing the old monk who was smashed with the momentum of heaven, he used a sword of power.

And it is stronger than when he fought with Longqing before, because at this time, he was much stronger, whether it was the sword of mind or the sword intent in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Facing the momentum of the sky, he naturally could only respond with the momentum of the earth.

He didn't know whether he was because of his strong mind or his physical constitution. He had a special ability since childhood, and he could forcibly consume his mind and turn some true meaning in the world into his own use.

This is the case when he engraved the formation, and the same is true when he completed the half-dao talisman before, so at this time he spread his mind power on the ground, and he could tie the thick and vast meaning of the earth into the sword.

So he rushed up with a sword, which seemed like a confrontation between heaven and earth.

A roar sounded, everyone could feel it, but couldn't hear it, and it seemed like this was the case with the loud sound.

Whether it was Ning Que and others who were fighting, or the temple cavalry on the meadow, Qu Ni and Hua Chi, they all stopped all their movements and looked here.

Everyone understands that the battle between them is the key to determining the final result today.

Bang!

Fang Qian fell directly from the sky, and Mo Shanshan had no time to force another ordinary talisman, held it under Fang Qian, hugged Fang Qian, and couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood because of the huge force.

The old monk Tianqing's momentum also disappeared completely. After several adjustments in the air, he finally landed on the ground with difficulty. He just stood up and couldn't help but stagger, his face turned pale, but after all, he knew his destiny and his body was strong, so he quickly recovered.

Fang Qian stood up with the help of Mo Shanshan, and looked at her pale, almost bloodless cheeks and heartbroken.

"How are you?"

Mo Shanshan shook his head and indicated that he was fine. She didn't say anything because her inner breathing and mental power was extremely disordered at this time, and it was difficult for her to speak.

Fang Qian had a slight thought, and ignited the fire of hope between them, and soon their injuries were healed directly.

However, although Mo Shanshan was not injured, his mind power had completely dried up, and the sea of ​​consciousness was like a needle. If it weren't for the great perseverance, he would have been unconscious.

The old monk looked at them with a look of admiration in his eyes, but his tone was extremely cold: "Like a genius like you, there have not been many in a thousand years, so, as a kindness, I will not kill you, but will only destroy your cultivation."

Fang Qian placed Mo Shanshan next to a cart behind him, took some soft fabric and put it under her. He looked at her seriously and said without doubt: "Leave the rest to me, just watch with peace of mind."

Mo Shanshan said softly with a smile on his pale face: "Okay, I'll look."

Fang Qian stood up and walked towards the old monk step by step, with an unprecedented coldness.

"After enlightenment, I actually expected today, but I have not decided how to treat you, Hanging Temple. Today you made the decision for me, and I should thank you.

So as a thank you, I decided to kill you at all costs!”

His voice was very calm, but anyone could feel how strong the determination and murderous intent were.

The strong murderous intent turned into a sword intent soaring into the sky at this moment, and countless grasses were flying with them, and the wind and clouds between the world changed color!
Chapter completed!