call out!

The sword light was brilliant, shaking the heaven and earth, flying from a distance, getting closer and closer.

"Damn it, you must stop it!"

After holding up the zhenqi shield, Fang Zhangzhi cast another magical technique, "Thunder Light Body Protection".

Crackling!

Outside the zhenqi shield, there was endless lightning surrounding it.

This is another layer of protection!

"Thunder Light Body Protection" is a mid-level Xuan-level defensive magic. Moreover, it has the attribute of thunder, which complements the thunderous artistic conception. Fang Zhangzhi can use it with ease.

Staring at the dazzling sword light that was flying towards him, Fang Zhangzhi murmured to himself: "The true energy shield and the lightning protection body form two layers of protection. I don't believe it. It can't stop a mere sword light!"

call out!

The next second, the sword light approached.

Fang Zhangzhi's heart tightened, and he felt the boundless sword energy for the first time, as if he was in... an ocean of sword energy!

Not long after.

The outermost thunder light dissipated into nothingness under the brilliant sword light.

The lightning protection was cut off by a sword!

The sword light continued to penetrate deeper and fell on the zhenqi shield. Under Fang Zhangzhi's horrified eyes, the zhenqi shield... was also cut off by a sword!

Without the last protection, Fang Zhangzhi was completely exposed to the sword light.

Several blood marks immediately appeared on his face, cut by the sword energy.

"No!!!"

Seeing the sword light hanging in front of him, Fang Zhangzhi's heart exploded, and the fear of death spread rapidly.

Ke Shanshan next to her also had a pale face and was frightened half to death.

Such a scene also frightened Wen Hongyu and other White Feather Sect monks. They all looked dull and shook their heads repeatedly, unwilling to believe what they saw.

How could Mo Chuan be stronger than Fang Zhangzhi?!

Moreover, he also forced Fang Zhangzhi into a desperate situation?!

The worries on the faces of Li Yunbing, Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng have eased a lot.

Seeing that the sword light was about to fall, he was about to cut Fang Zhangzhi in half, but at this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded.

"break."

The voice was very soft and plain, but it seemed to contain huge power, causing the sword light falling towards Fang Zhangzhi to stop in mid-air.

At the same time, a sound wave slowly emerged in the air.

Under the influence of this sound wave, the sword light flashed continuously, and the momentum suddenly weakened a lot.

Finally, the sword light let out a mournful cry and was crushed by the sound wave.

See this scene.

Fang Zhangzhi and Ke Shanshan both breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a trace of fear remaining in their eyes and lingering fears.

Wen Hongyu and other White Feather Sect monks, as well as Li Yunbing, Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng, looked shocked.

Just then, suddenly.

The air fluctuated, and a thin old man in linen clothes slowly walked out, with an extraordinary temperament.

As soon as he appeared, he seemed to be the center of the world, and all the fairy spiritual energy around him rushed towards him.

Although the old man in sackcloth did not reveal a trace of aura, Wen Hongyu and other White Feather Sect monks, as well as Li Yunbing, Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng still felt an indescribable oppression from the old man in sackcloth.

This is an extremely terrifying strong man!

Could it be that... the sword light was crushed by the sound wave because of this old man in sackcloth?

Everyone was secretly shocked, and they all speculated on the identity of the old man in Mai.

"Ancestor!"

Fang Zhangzhi was overjoyed to see the old man in sackcloth. The remaining trace of fear in his eyes quickly faded, and he quickly said: "When I saw the sonic attack, I guessed that the ancestor was coming!"

As soon as these words came out.

Wen Hongyu and other White Feather Sect monks, as well as Li Yunbing, Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng, immediately changed their expressions and understood the true identity of the old man in sackcloth.

It is none other than the top master of Baizhan Palace, the Supreme Elder, Fang Xuan!

"Huh, luckily I was worried and followed you secretly along the way!"

The old man in sackcloth gave Fang Zhangzhi a cold look and said, "Otherwise, if you don't come, you will not only die, but you will also lose the original fire of the White Phoenix!"

As he spoke, he looked at the faint burning white fire on the ground not far away, his eyes solemn.

"That's what our ancestors taught us." Fang Zhangzhi smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to refute. Then he pointed at Mo Chuan and said with some fear: "However, ancestors, this kid is mainly messing up the situation. He is too weird. He is obviously only imaginary.

The cultivation level of Immortal Thirty Bridges can steadily suppress me!"

Hearing this, the old man in sackcloth withdrew his gaze and looked at Mo Chuan again, with a strange light flashing deep in his eyes.

He had been hiding in the dark, so he naturally saw everything that had just happened.

To be honest, even though he has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, has experienced a lot, and has seen many evil geniuses, he has never seen anything as outrageous as Mo Chuan.

With the cultivation level of Xuxian Thirty Bridges, he almost killed a Xuxian Sixty-Eight Bridges!

Can a normal monk imagine this?!

Even if he is a peerless genius on the Mysterious List, he will be eclipsed by Mo Chuan, right?!

While the old man in Mai was sizing up Mo Chuan, Mo Chuan was also sizing up the old man in Mai.

Mo Chuan was not surprised when the old man in Mai shouted back his sword light, because he had already seen the basic information about the old man in Mai.

Name: Fang Xuan

Realm: Seventy-nine Bridges of Xuxian

Life Immortal Source: 79 points

Sonic artistic conception: the fifteenth stage of the immortal stage

The old man in sackcloth, Fang Xuan, is only one step away from the Xuxian Seventy-nine Bridge, the pinnacle of the Xuxian Bridge at the Eighty Bridge!

Moreover, he has also mastered a special artistic conception, the sonic artistic conception, whose artistic conception has reached the fifteenth stage of the Immortal Stage!

With such terrifying strength, it is normal for him to be knocked back by a sword light.

"Young man, why don't we just let this go for today?"

Fang Xuan ended his inspection, stared at Mo Chuan, and said in a deep voice.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, Fang Xuan, who looked very powerful, would actually be the first to compromise?

"Ancestor, why are you..." Fang Zhang was anxious. He was as strong as him, but he was defeated by Mo Chuan and suffered humiliation. He also expected Fang Xuan to kill Mo Chuan and save him.

"Shut up, I have my own sense of discretion!" However, Fang Xuan glared at Fang Zhangzhi coldly and interrupted the latter.

Then, Fang Xuan's eyes fell on Mo Chuan again, and his thoughts began to change rapidly.

He let Mo Chuan go, not because he was afraid of Mo Chuan, but mainly because he didn't want to cause trouble.

After all, it was too weird for Mo Chuan to crush Fang Zhangzhi, who had the 68th bridge of Xuxian with his cultivation level of 30th bridge of Xuxian.

If he really takes action against Mo Chuan, something unexpected might happen.

This is not in Fang Xuan's interests.

The most urgent task now is to take away the original fire of White Phoenix.

"Of course, I also have conditions."

Fang Xuan spoke again, stared at Mo Chuan, and said in a deep voice: "First, you must arrange the blood sacrifice formation to help me extract the vitality of these White Feather Sect monks and pour it into the original fire of the White Phoenix, so that the original fire of the White Phoenix can be

The fire burns steadily and can be easily taken away by me."

"Second, you must make the 'Oath of the Great Dao' not to tell anyone about the original fire of the White Phoenix. If you violate it, you will die under the punishment of the Great Dao and your body will perish!"

"Only if you agree to these two conditions, I will let you go!"

"Young man, what do you think?"

A faint smile appeared on Fang Xuan's face.

He had absolute confidence that Mo Chuan would agree to his conditions.

After all, these two conditions are not particularly difficult.

Setting up the blood sacrifice formation was very easy with Mo Chuan's formation skills.

And the oath of the great road only requires Mo Chuan to swear an oath.
To be continued...