Chapter 273: Kill Zhuang Laoer

Time passes by quickly.

The seventh floor of the sword tomb is not an ordinary big one.

Fang Chen flew here for two months, but still didn't meet anyone.

In the Nine Palaces God Tower, after a brief doubt, Li Yuxun remembered what had happened before. Fang Chen finally confirmed that there was a peerless strong man in the former, who indeed taught the former to practice.

In this regard, Fang Chen further confirmed that the woman who kept saying that she had made some promises had definitely recognized the wrong person.

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On the seventh floor of the sword tomb, this is a set of Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Formation. The sixty-four swords all carry thick lightning and are constantly slamming down. In the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Formation, there is a venerable from the Inner Gang stage, who is very embarrassed.

"Sword Formation! Why are there so many different kinds of sword formations here? Isn't it said that the only sword formations that have been spread to this world are Yin and Yang Liangyi Sword Formation and Du Tiankui Sword Formation?"

Zhuang Laoer cursed while dodging the attack of the sword formation.

In the sword tomb, all the sword formations were arranged by the sword sect in the middle stage of Immortality. Although they have weakened with the passage of time, it is enough to deal with the venerable in the early stage of the Neigang.

At least, Zhuang Laoer was in a very embarrassed moment.

Although the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Formation will not be struck by Zixiao Divine Thunder, each sword contains the power of Zixiao Divine Thunder. Once it is touched, even if it has the protective energy, it will feel paralyzed.

A thousand meters away from the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Formation, a very handsome young man looked here with a smile on his face. There were tables and chairs and a few pots of spiritual tea in front of him. He was obviously a cultivator who could enjoy it.

"Old man Wan, are you still watching there, why don't you come here to help?"

Looking at Wan He's figure in the distance, Zhuang Laoer's heart became even more angry and shouted loudly.

"Haha... Zhuang Laoer, it's still the same condition. If you give me all the swords, I will take action."

The young man was Wan He, who sat there leisurely and slowly tasting the spiritual tea, without any intention of taking action. His eyes were staring at the sixty-four swords of the Zixiao God Sword Formation. That was a treasure. Although he did not understand the sword formation, there was definitely someone in the Four Saint Realm that could not reflect value in this world. However, once he reached the Four Saint Realm, the value was even comparable to that of a lower-class artifact!

"Half! There are sixty-four swords here, one person and half!"

Zhuang Laoer was also very envious of these sixty-four swords. Although he had magical tools on him, he had three disciples, so he didn't need them, so he could give them to his disciples, right?

Wanhe didn't say anything, still had a smile on his face, and took out a pot of spiritual tea again.

The attack of the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Formation became more and more fierce, but Zhuang Laoer was getting more and more embarrassed. His eyes were full of light, and he was obviously thinking about something. Finally, he made up his mind and gritted his teeth: "Old Old Man, are you still not here to help?"

"Zhuang Laoer, as long as you agree to my conditions, I will naturally help you." Wan He was still drinking spiritual tea.

"These sixty-eight top-grade swords are all belonged to you!"

"If I had known this, I would have agreed earlier, so as not to suffer more!" Wan He was waiting for this sentence, waved his hand, and everything was put into the space ring, and his whole body was energized to fight towards the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Formation.

Although the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Formation was powerful, the two inner-gang venerables joined forces to occupy the cold. After a while, one of the sixty-four divine swords was knocked to the ground, and the power of the sword formation was greatly reduced.

Seeing the opportunity, Wan He waved his hand and Yuanli encouraged him to put the sword into the space ring, and then he followed suit. In less than half an hour, sixty-four swords were put into the space ring.

Without the threat of the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Formation, Zhuang Laoer suddenly swallowed a few spiritual pills, and then looked at Wan He with a bad eye.

However, Wan He ignored this completely, took out a purple top-grade sword, gently stroked it, with a smile on his face: "Zhuang Laoer, there will be such good things in the future, and you still have to remember me."

"You are delusional!" Zhuang Laoer snorted.

However, as soon as he said this, an explosion suddenly came from the void, and a crazy laughing sound poured down: "Haha...yes, Elder Wanhe, you shouldn't think of such a thing."

As the sound fell, a white dot flew towards this side quickly.

"Fang Chen!"

Zhuang Laoer immediately noticed the figure in the distance, with a hint of horror on his face, and suddenly screamed.

"Yes, it's Fang Mou, Zhuang Laoer. I see who else will save you this time!" The white spot fell down, revealing a pretty young man, Fang Chen.

Just as his figure fell, Fang Chen took action, and Tianheng suddenly unsheathed and attacked with a sharp murderous intent.

"Come to the peak, your cultivation has improved again. It is impossible. How could you improve so quickly?" Zhuang Lao Er retreated repeatedly, with an incredible look in his eyes.

Even Wan He's eyes widened and looked at Fang Chen in shock. It seemed that it had only been two months, and it seemed that it had only been half a year since it entered the Juntian Sword Pool. It actually reached the peak of Guiyi from the early stage of Guiyi. This... Even the top genius in the Four Saint Realms did not have such a fast promotion speed, right?

However, just as Wan He was shocked, Fang Chen had already launched another killer move. The sword will suddenly unfolded, and the sword heart flashed. Nearly two thousand sword lights transformed by the sword will quickly form a set of sword formations.

Tai Chi Liangyi Sword Formation, Du Tiankui Sword Formation, Bahuang** Sword Formation, Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword Formation, Dari Seven Star Sword Formation, and five sets of sword formations, they are bravely used.

At the same time, the Yuan power in Fang Chen's body was violently swallowing and spitting, and blessed the will of these swords through the sword heart.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

Ghosts and wolves howl, shocking the world and crying ghosts and gods!

The sword formation was formed, and the surroundings were filled with a cold and sharp look.

In an instant, Fang Chen's speed increased sharply, following the Tianheng Sword and rushing towards Zhuang Laoer. The sword will contained in the sword will is indeed powerful, but it has a fatal weakness and can only move within the range covered by the sword will.

"kill!"

Zhuang Laoer will undoubtedly die, because this person not only knows most of his secrets, but also if this person does not eliminate him, he will be enemies with Tianjitang and may even provoke Emperor Xingchen, which is very unfavorable to the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Feeling the strong murderous intent on Fang Chen's body, Zhuang Laoer, who had been retreating rapidly, had a fierce look in his eyes.

"Old Man Wan, help me quickly. As long as you help me resolve the disaster at this moment, I will not only give up all the treasures in the Juntian Sword Tomb, but also give you a shocking secret!" Zhuang Lao Er actually had Wan He's idea and roared wildly.

"Zhuang Laoer, this is a grudge between you, so Wan won't interfere." Wan He's eyes flashed violently and he quickly retreated.

"Damn old boy!"

Zhuang Laoer cursed in his heart, but he had no choice. His strength was already comparable to Wan He, and now there is Fang Chen who is above him, and he can't even tell the difference between him and Wan He.

"All things are reincarnated, life and death, life and death, life and death!" At this moment, Zhuang Laoer suddenly threw out the two wheels of life and death, summoning the roulette of life and death again.

"The Roulette of Life and Death? Life and Death are the cycle of reincarnation in the heavens. Fang is not afraid of the test of reincarnation, let alone a phantom of the roulette of life and death?" Fang Chen snorted coldly, his body did not stop at all, and his speed was faster!

"The Roulette of Life and Death, control life and death, explode!"

At this moment, a crazy cruelty flashed in Zhuang Laoer's eyes. With the magic tricks, he actually wanted to explode the two wheels of life and death!

The magical artifact, the magical artifact, and the magical weapon are extremely powerful.

This explosion suddenly turned into a huge vitality, sweeping across the world. In this violent vitality, there were two opposite artistic conceptions, which were the artistic conception of life and death!

"Strike!"

Looking at the sky's vitality, Fang Chen was not afraid at all. Tianheng was divided into two, turned into blood-colored Pisces, and came to Zhuang Laoer.

At the same time, the thoughts moved slightly and summoned the golden-winged roc in the Nine Palaces Divine Tower. It jumped up, and the thoughts moved and appeared again hundreds of miles away.

Rumble!

A huge explosion sounded.

Fang Chen could feel the powerful destructive power, and he also felt that in front of the force, the barrier in the sword tomb actually swayed violently, and there was a possibility of breaking at any time.

Fang Chen could even see a dead aura several miles away from the grassland that was originally lush with green grass. Under the explosion of life and death, everything within a radius of hundreds of miles became nothingness, and an invisible cave appeared in the eyes.

Feeling that the explosion had passed, Fang Chen immediately activated the golden-winged roc to fly forward, and suddenly saw an extremely dim flowing light. In the flowing light, Zhuang Laoer's figure appeared faintly, and this was actually the soul.

Under the strangulation of the Tianheng Divine Sword, Zhuang Laoer's body turned into shattering and a soul appeared. However, I don't know what method was used, but this big explosion did not affect him.

"Today's hatred will be returned a hundred times later!"

Zhuang Lao Er's soul suddenly turned into a afterimage and flew away, and its speed was faster than Fang Chen's sword-controlling speed!

"No, don't let him go!"

A thought suddenly appeared in Fang Chen's mind. Although it didn't take long to recover, Fang Chen had no threat at all, but he still didn't want to raise a tiger to cause trouble. There are too many variables in this world!

A mouthful of golden blood spurted out, forming a talisman, which quickly merged into Fang Chen's body. He stepped out and immediately crossed hundreds of miles!

Secret technique - I am free in the garden, spending eight hundred years of life!

"Treat!"

After catching up with Zhuang Laoer in an instant, Fang Chen immediately suppressed the former with his sword will and retreated suddenly because he felt a threat, a huge threat.

Scream!
Chapter completed!