"Where is Fang Ling? You have the courage to come here to fight!" Huo Dongjie's voice came from the void. The eyes of the crowd looked at the Wusheng Ridge as Huo Dongjie said.

At this time, Huo Dongjie stood with his head held high, his eyes scanning the surroundings like lightning, and he looked like a heroic spirit in the sky and the ground. Below Wusheng Ridge, many young female monks looked at Huo Dongjie with a look full of longing, and some even shouted loudly: "Huo Dongjie, Huo Dongjie!"

The sound was like thunder, but there was no response at all.

Huo Dongjie looked around and said slowly: "Ba Rubik's Cube Ling, do you have the courage to fight me? I can guarantee that as long as you leave this Wusheng Ridge, my killing order from the Hantian Gate will be directly taken back!"

Although his voice was not too high, his words were filled with incomparable confidence. For a moment, Huo Dongjie, who was better than snow in white, seemed more handsome and extraordinary. Those who supported him shouted loudly: "Ba Rubik's Cube Ling, get out quickly and die!"

"The coward Fang Ling, who claims to be a domineering demon, has the courage to come out to fight with Zhenren Huo!"

"Fang Ling, if you don't dare to come out, you're not a man!"

Various sounds filled Wusheng Ridge, and the sound was heard shook the sky for a moment. At this time, the two women standing in the crowd showed a sneer, and one of them said lightly: "Is it because I came here like this to add a good impression in front of Old Master Yan? Boring!"

"Sister Qiongying, in fact, you can also kill the Rubik's Cube Ling and make yourself famous all over the world." The woman who spoke was long and long, although she covered her veil. However, her exquisite figure made many monks very moved.

If there is such a dual cultivation of furnaces and cauldrons, you will be willing to die even if you die.

The one who is called Qiongying is Ye Qiongying, among the four heroes and five heroes. She smiled coldly and looked at Huo Dongjie and said, "This kind of thing should be done by those who are willing to toss!"

"Fang Ling, this is the only chance I have given you by the Hantian Gate. If you can't grasp it, then this Vietnam War in Wusheng Ridge. I will think you have given up." Huo Dongjie looked into the distance and said lightly: "Fang Ling, I know you are not far from Wusheng Ridge. If you are a man, you stand up."

"I am a man or not, and you don't have to test it on you. Brother Dongjie, you care too much." With a tingling voice, a figure walked out of the crowd. He smiled and looked at Huo Dongjie and said, "I heard that Huo Dongjie, you made an appointment to fight me. Didn't I come here early? It's just that you, Brother Huo, have no eyes and don't see it."

He was dressed in a blue dress and looked pretty, not as handsome as Fang Ling, who was so handsome that he had a unique taste when he walked. He smiled and came to Huo Dongjie with a hint of provocation in his words: "I heard that Brother Huo is the best in the world when he closed the door, so I'll ask for advice."

Huo Dongjie looked at Fang Ling. A smile appeared on his face. His voice was calm, as if he was not angry at all: "Fang Ling, although I despise you, I still admire your cultivation. No matter what method you used, my three junior brothers died in your hands. Today, I will use your head to sacrifice to my three junior brothers' spirits in heaven."

While speaking, he slapped his small Qiankun bag, and a black flying sword suddenly rose into the air. The faint sword light tightly enveloped Fang Ling and said, "If you have nothing else, you must stay. Today is your death."

Huo Dongjie's sword light seemed to be inconsistent, but the moment the sword light flew, Fang Ling felt his heart tremble. This tremor came from the deepest part of his heart.

Fang Ling has always been very confident about the cultivation of his mind, but at this time, facing Huo Dongjie's sword, he actually trembled a little before he could take action. This situation made his heart sink. At this moment, Liu Zhongyu, who was in the soul-raising wood behind him, had already trembled and said, "The magic weapon of spirituality is a magic weapon of spirituality!"

Spiritual magic weapons are rare, and it can be said that some great sects do not have a spiritual treasure. Huo Dongjie used the spiritual treasure as soon as he made a move. This situation really made Liu Zhongyu feel extremely stressed.

Fang Ling recited the verses from the Maitreya Sutra in his heart, and in the same row of small universe bags, the demon-impering banner fell into his hands.

"I have been in seclusion for five years and created three sword techniques. Today, I will use you as a devil to sacrifice the sword. I believe you should feel very honored to die under my three sword techniques." As Huo Dongjie spoke, the magic trick in his hand quickly pinched, and in an instant he had already combined with the sword light on his head.

"The most yang in heaven and earth is not better than the moment when the sun rises and breaks the yin, so my first sword technique is called Sunrise, you should pay attention!"

When these words were said, a pure yang force burst out from Huo Dongjie's body, and the flying sword above his head turned into a round of dawn sun, illuminating the entire clear sky in an instant. All the people watching the battle felt that the sky, this land, and this world were shining by this round of sunlight.

The sun that originally shone here has become a foil at this time. The rolling power of the storm has caused many people who only come to watch the battle but practiced the magical path and cold martial arts to spit out blood involuntarily.

Who can resist the sun in the sky?

For a moment, on Wusheng Ridge, Huo Dongjie was like the sun, which was hard to resist.

"The first in the golden elixir, it is worthy of being the first in the world. Who can compare with this kind of cultivation?" A middle-aged monk looked at the rolling sunlight, his eyes full of respect.

"Huo Dongjie is worthy of Huo Dongjie. With this sword, I am afraid that the Jindan Zhenren of the world will bow down. Even the ancestor of the Yuanying, if he wants to break this sword technique, he will probably only rely on the power of magic power." The Jindan Zhenren exclaimed without anyone's face.

They admired it because they knew they could not take the sword.

No one has the confidence to take it or not, so some people think that this is the only sword that can be seen in Wushengling this time!

A sword is like the sun, changing the color of the sky and the earth, bowing to the heads in all directions!

For a moment, everyone had only four words in their hearts, that is, who competed with them!

Such a sword technique is also a sword technique created by oneself. In this world, who can compete, who can compare, and who can take it!

Countless thoughts flashed in the hearts of everyone. Many people felt crazy, incredible, and felt...

The number one person in Jindan is worthy of being the number one person in the world! Who can compete with such a person? Looking at the rolling sword light, many people couldn't help but shouted in their hearts: You must become a disciple of the Hantianmen, and you must learn this sword technique that is hard to find in the world.

As for Fang Ling under the sword technique, these people no longer care. In their opinion, today's sword is not only the beginning of this competition, but also the end of this competition.

"Master, do you think Uncle Fang can take this sword?" Xiaotong clenched her hands tightly, and asked Kurasha girl with nervousness on her face.

Kura Shawo’s eyes stared at the sword, and after a while, he sighed: “There is no opponent under this sword.”

Xiaotong is a smart child, so she quickly understood the meaning of the words "Kura Sha Girl". There is no opponent under the Nascent Soul, which means that Fang Ling cannot take the sword. These days, with the contact with the Kura Sha Girl, Xiaotong has become more respectful to this master. But today, she twisted her head and said, "Uncle Fang is no opponent under the Golden Pill."

Kurasha girl didn't say anything anymore. In her opinion, Xiaotong's words, that is, the words of the child, didn't have to take them seriously.

But just as her eyes looked at the void again, she saw that Fang Ling, who was under the round sun, had five long needles like a pillar of heaven in front of her. These five long needles, with five-colored light, flew towards the round sunlight.

The light flashed like a long arrow shooting the sun!

The needle light flashed, dazzling eyes, and the moment when the five long needles flew into the round sun, the entire Wusheng Ridge burst out with light like the collapse of the sky and the earth.

Many monks felt their eyes sting, which made them have to close their eyes quickly. Only monks above the Golden Elixir stage can see the entire scorching sun burst open as the five flying needles penetrated through the scorching sun.

"boom"

Between the sky collapsed and the earth broke, the surging waves rushed straight to the four directions. The tall mountain on Wusheng Ridge was cut down by five feet in just a moment. As the void dissipated, two figures appeared in front of everyone.

Huo Dongjie and Fang Ling’s figures!

Huo Dongjie was fluttering in white, and the black flying sword was still hovering above his head. However, this seemingly ordinary flying sword made a sound of sword roar. In the feeling of everyone, this was not a flying sword at all, but a giant dragon roaring towards the sky.

The magic weapon of the spirit is worthy of being a magic weapon of the spirit. Fang Ling's counterattack that broke Huo Dongjie's Sunrise Sword Technique just now actually made this magic weapon enhance endless fighting spirit. The fusion of the magic weapon with fighting spirit and the master who is ready to fight is not simply one plus one equals two.

Fang Ling was still holding the black demon-imperial banner in his hand, and the green robe was also flying in the wind, and his face was still the same.

Neither of them spoke, but many of them were taken away by their qualities. Even though Fang Ling had always been listed as a demon, their eyes were flashing with respectful eyes.

What they respected was nothing else, but Fang Ling was able to take the blow they thought it would be impossible for someone to take!

"This boy cannot be kept!" Lu Wanlin's words were determined and even a little fear. He even saw the terrible consequences of Fang Ling's self-improvement, so his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Not only him, but the other Nascent Soul Ancestors who were standing on the flying boat also became very solemn. Even Liu Qiushui, who had always seemed to be sure of winning, had no leisure and satisfaction as before in his expression at this moment.

"Don't stay!" This is what Liu Qiushui said. There are not many words, but every word represents the determination of the head of the first sect of Nanchu. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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