Yuan Futu raised his sword to the sky, and the four sword shadows seemed to have received instructions and roared towards Di Long at the same time. The powerful elemental power contained in the sword cut the air and made a violent explosion sound.
At this critical moment, Di Long stood still with both feet and was surrounded by enemies. He could not avoid it at all. He took out an ancient bronze bell from his arms, but this bell was only the size of a fist. He held it in his hand, and with the force of the true energy,
When he moved, a brass-colored barrier suddenly appeared on the outside of his body, a whirring sound was heard, and the wind was like an arrow.
Boom!
Just like divine punishment, the four elemental swords hit the brass-colored barrier at the same time, making a loud noise and causing the ground to collapse, raising thick smoke and dust.
Di Long's body was in the middle of it, and he only felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. He had never expected that the power of this four-element killing array would be so overbearing, almost breaking through his spiritual treasure defense. He hurriedly gathered his mind in this chaotic moment and retreated ten feet away.
Yuan Futu was also frightened by the power of this formation, not to mention that his current true energy was thin. If he practiced for another one or two years and his true energy became strong and full, it would be absolutely easy to kill this guy instantly, but he noticed that Di Long
He held the brass clock in his hand and said, "It's actually a defensive spiritual treasure. It must be of the highest quality."
Di Long's face turned green and white, and he stared at Yuan Futu fiercely, but he was greedy in his heart, and thought to himself: "Fortunately, I have this spiritual treasure to protect my body. Otherwise, if I had to resist with my body, even if I could escape, I would still be seriously injured.
The sword in this guy's hand is at least a god-level treasure. If I can kill him, I will make a lot of money!"
Master Pang hid at a distance and watched the battle, keeping his distance to avoid being affected. He noticed that Di Long was at a disadvantage, and suddenly he began to panic.
"This spiritual treasure can save you once, but it cannot save you a second time!" Yuan Futu knew that the Zhuhuang Sword in his hand was the best god-level spiritual treasure. Although it was still unable to exert its due power at its current level,
It is easy to cut through an innate-level spiritual treasure. If Di Long wants to use it to save his life again, his defensive barriers will inevitably be breached.
Di Long knew it well, so he put the brass bell in his bag, waved his arms, and the true energy penetrated his whole body, making his thick and tall body become even bigger.
""Eight Gate Dunjia" I have cultivated to the third level of Shengmen. He is just a disciple of Tianxuan Sword Sect. He is not even a sword master. He can never be stronger than me. This god-level spiritual treasure I
It’s done!”
Di Long was thinking in his mind, and he already punched out with great force. The power of his true energy shot up into the sky like wolf smoke, which was unstoppable.
Yuan Futu only felt that the strength of the opponent was at least 30,000 to 40,000 kilograms. If the force of the fist was contaminated even slightly, the muscles and bones might be broken. If he directly hit the Yuan Shenhai, he would be in danger of the life pearl being damaged. It was extremely overbearing. However, this power was very powerful for
Now he is insignificant.
"Ten times the mysterious heavy sword!"
With a roar, a strong yellow air flow appeared on the Zhu Huang Sword. This earth essence adhered to the blade, like a solidified crystal, and stabbed forward fiercely.
Before entering the realm of Dharma God, the strength of the Tenfold Xuan Heavy Sword was only 20,000 kilograms at most. However, as the Yuan Li was promoted to True Yuan, the strength also increased exponentially. Now, it is at least 50,000 kilograms.
Left and right, not to mention that the Zhuhuang Sword is a god-level spiritual treasure, and its increase is even more incalculable.
After a collision, Di Long was forced back again, and a terrifying scar appeared on his arm, which was deep enough to see the bone, and blood immediately flowed out.
When Taishi Pang saw this, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock and wanted to retreat.
Yuan Futu still maintained the posture of drawing his sword, and said in a deep voice: "If the realm is not equal, maybe I will lose, but in the same realm, I can defeat anyone!" He said this with full confidence and determination.
Otherwise, he would not be able to defeat Pound in the sword competition.
Di Long only felt that his left hand seemed to be wasted, and he felt shocked and horrified in his heart. He finally began to realize how terrifying this practitioner with weak real energy was.
escape!
Only one thought came to his mind, and then he stopped and ran away behind him at an extremely fast speed like a kite with its string cut off.
"It's not that easy to leave!" Yuan Futu's murderous intention became even stronger. Now only the corpses of the Lin family were left, and Wan'er's life and death were uncertain. He just wanted to kill these two guys to vent his anger.
At this extremely critical moment, Di Long did not think about Master Pang's life and death at all, and directly increased his speed to the limit. Otherwise, if he stayed here for a moment longer, his life would be in danger.
Yuan Futu snorted coldly and swung out a brave sword. The fearless sword intention flew up into the air and was about to wrap Di Long in it.
"go!"
Ti Long noticed the brave and fearless sword intent behind him, turned around and took out the brass bell in his arms.
The brass bell was suspended in the air, and suddenly transformed into a huge phantom of a bronze bell, spinning at an extremely fast speed, and the yellow barrier seemed to be impregnable.
Yuan Futu's extremely domineering and brave sword hit the yellow barrier, and the phantom of the bronze bell violently turbulent, and finally shrank extremely, became the size of a fist again, and hit the ground with a muffled thud.
Looking up, Dillon was nowhere to be found.
"Good guy, you are really willing to spend a lot of money, and you are not willing to use a top-quality innate spiritual treasure in exchange for the opportunity to escape. However, if such people are not eradicated, they will become a big problem in the future!" Yuan Futu picked up the brass bell and said,
Putting it into the storage bag, he looked across the lobby and looked at the timid Master Pang, who was shaking like chaff.
The incident happened suddenly. He didn't expect that such a strong and powerful Ti Long would be defeated and defeated so completely. At this moment, his legs went weak and he hung on the mahogany chair like a puddle of mud.
Yuan Futu walked into the lobby and asked word for word: "Where is Lin Wan'er?!"
Master Pang swallowed hard and said intermittently: "She...she is fine. She is just locked in the wing. You can go find her now...but please don't kill me."
When Yuan Futu heard that Lin Wan'er was fine, the big stone hanging in his heart finally fell. With a flick of his fingertips, a sharp sword energy directly penetrated Taishi Pang's chest.
"You are carrying the lives of dozens of members of the Lin family. If I don't kill you, how can they rest in peace under the pain of death?"
Master Pang's eyes widened, looking at the injury on his chest, he felt that breathing was gradually becoming difficult, and he said in a harsh voice: "You... you have offended the Eight Views Sect... they will definitely take revenge... you are dead!"
"Eight Views Sect!" Yuan Futu's heart moved. He had heard of this sect before. It was extremely large and belonged to one of the four sects. Unexpectedly, the body-refining master turned out to be a disciple of the Eight Views Sect. If they really