Before he finished speaking, Fa Rong's erratic figure had already stood in front of the main hall. At this moment, he was wearing a black and yellow Taoist robe, but he looked as if he was possessed by a demon. The blood in his eyes was like a rushing river, and it was frighteningly red.
The spiritual power at the peak of the Earth Emperor Realm revealed from his body made everyone breathless.
Jiang Baihe looked back and forth, took a deep breath, and sighed softly:
"With no trace of eyebrows, all traces of Dao are gone, Fa Rong is now completely possessed by the devil..."
Immediately behind Fa Rong, a group of black heads poured in, desperately squeezing in. What caught their eyes was Nan Xiangyan, who was facing each other with a sword.
Nan Xiangyan, with her cloud-like hair, was like a ray of moonlight pouring down. This somewhat ordinary hall, with her standing here, was suddenly filled with fairy spirit, as if it were a palace in the sky.
The leader, an old Taoist named Xu Jintao, took a deep breath of air-conditioning after seeing Nan Xiangyan's face. Even the wrinkles on his face relaxed a bit, showing an intoxicated look, and smiled sinisterly:
"Fairy Nan Xiangyan of Wangchen Jianzhuang is indeed pretty. Fellow Taoists, can you leave her to me until the end? Why don't we have some fun first before killing her?
You know, this beautiful fairy is much happier than those vulgar girls in the brothel..."
As soon as his words came out, a group of people immediately burst into laughter, and many obscene eyes were like spotlights, shining maliciously on Nan Xiangyan, as if they wanted to see her whole body.
After all, with Fa Rong sitting here, the combat power of the entire Wangchen Sword Village is almost exhausted.
What kind of waves can be caused by just a few injured cultivators at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm in front of them?
In the eyes of everyone at Cangwu Taoist Temple, Fa Rong, who has reached the pinnacle of the Earth Emperor Realm, is already the veritable number one person in the Kingdom of Divine Grace!
At that moment, Fa Rong just snorted coldly, and his eyes stopped on the Piaoyu sword held by Nan Xiangyan. There was some confusion on his face, and he couldn't help but muttered:
"What a weird sword..."
He realized that this sword actually cut off his consciousness! Immediately, after seeing Nan Xiangyan's beautiful face, his heart trembled violently, and the lustful fire surged up, making him completely infatuated.
Throw all thoughts out of your mind.
After all, Nan Xiangyan has never shown her true face to others. This discovery made all the people in Cangwu Taoist Temple freeze in anger, and some saliva flowed out from the corners of their wide-open mouths.
When she heard Xu Jintao's frivolous words and saw the lewd looks of the Taoist priests in front of her, Nan Xiangyan suddenly felt a burst of unknown anger in her heart, and her green-white finger bones cracked loudly.
"If you dare to be disrespectful to the owner of the village, I will kill you!"
The next moment, one of the surviving disciples of the sword sect let out a loud roar and rushed forward without hesitation. Wherever the long sword in his hand passed, layers of water waves and waves seemed to spread out in the air.
Like a bombardment above Xu Jintao.
Seeing this, Xu Jintao's complexion suddenly changed, and he felt that his body bones were softening.
Although he was a disciple of the main disciple of the Taoist temple, his cultivation was far inferior to that of the opponent in the Sword Village in front of him. This incident made him run away with his head in his hands and shouted in fear:
"Master Dharma Assistant, please save me!"
Poof~
Fa Rong frowned, and stretched out his hand to emit a powerful spiritual light beam, scattering the water-like sword light. However, the remaining power was still not reduced at all, and he crashed into the figure of the disciple of Jianzhuang,
It turned into a spear that reached into the sky, piercing through his chest like a skewer.
Immediately afterwards, the disciple of Jianzhuang who was in the realm of gods fell from the air before he even had time to speak. There was blood foaming at the corner of his mouth, and he kicked off his legs, completely losing his life.
From the crowd, Fa Rong's deafening roar could be heard, like a thunderous explosion:
"Wangchen Jianzhuang, I gave you enough time and one last chance to hand over the Ice Soul Pearl, and... you Nan Xiangyan..."
After thinking for a moment, Fa Rong, whose face turned red, added another sentence.
Suddenly there was a burst of sighs from the crowd. The Taoist priests at Cangwu Taoist Temple did not expect that their deputy temple leader would also have thoughts about this beauty, and they felt a little discouraged for a moment.
At that moment, Nan Xiangyan raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes were about to burst into flames, and she shouted angrily:
"If you are a person of evil ways, if you have the ability, feel free to come forward and fight!"
"Young girl, you are very talkative. I... I want to see what you are capable of today!"
Fa Rong waved his sleeves and robe, and walked out at a fast pace. His eyes looking at Nan Xiangyan were full of fascination. Even the old man who blurted out the sentence forcibly suppressed it and replaced it with
The old way.
After all, the old man and the beauty are not a good match at all. If it were an experienced person, they might just be able to match each other.
The sound sounded, causing everyone to move out of the way.
Nan Xiangyan looked back at the disciple lying in a pool of blood. The Piaoyu Sword in her hand kept buzzing, and she smiled coldly:
"Use your head as a sacrifice to the dead heroes of our sword village!"
After giving a sweet shout, Nan Xiangyan was seen elegantly dressed in white. She was as quick as a rabbit taking off her body, and she showed off her strongest combat power as soon as she took action.
Conquer the city with one sword!
There is actually endless amorous feelings in this sword!
The Piaoyu Sword bloomed with countless sword energy, converging into a milky-white bolt, constantly impacting in the direction of Fa Rong!
The dazzling sword light seemed like the sky was hanging upside down, and everyone fell down.
However, Fa Rong, who claimed to be the first person to receive divine favor, just smiled contemptuously when he saw it, and raised his flesh palm, trying to shake the light of the sword.
While the spiritual power was rolling, Nan Xiangyan vomited blood and flew backwards, but was caught by Hanshuangxue. Her originally fair face was already dripping with blood.
This was under the premise of deliberately restraining his strength. After all, he did not want to kill Nan Xiangyan before capturing her.
On the other side, Farong just looked at the right palm he had just taken quietly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He was horrified to discover that the right palm that had been washed away by his spiritual power at the peak of the Earth Emperor Realm was cut to pieces by countless sword energies. This change made him exclaim in shock:
"What kind of sword is this!"
After hearing this, Nan Xiangyan just held on to the hilt of her sword and stood up straight, with endless shyness and tenderness in her eyes as she spoke word by word:
"This is my...husband's sword!"
Boom!~
At this moment, Fa Rong and everyone in the Cangwu Taoist Temple felt a thunder explode in their minds, their faces turned purple, and their eyes that were originally full of evil had turned into extremely cruel colors.
The fact that the fairy he wanted was already possessed made Farong roar out:
"Then you die!"
"Today's Divine Grace is really full of chaos, Fa Rong, why don't you die!"
At this moment, Hao Wujiang, who had been preparing for a long time, finally jumped out. The light of the sword in his hand stirred up a series of shocks, and they fell towards Fa Rong one by one.
Hao Wujiang had a deep knowledge of sword techniques. The moment he spotted Fa Rong's unsteadiness, he struck the forehead with a powerful blow.
The timing and strength are just right!
If you don't see Caiyun's sleeves, you will be shocked by the fall of the sword!
This sword has already represented the highest level of Hao Wujiang. Even under the condition of full force, the movement and luck are all
The sparks of lightning and the swirling airflow can be detected with the naked eye.
snort!
What he received in response was Fa Rong's calm snort.
I saw him stepping out, blocking the dazzling sword light that filled the sky with a bold palm, then gently holding it, extinguishing the psychedelic light and shadow, squinting his eyes and saying in a cold voice:
"But what a Jinghong Dao. I didn't expect you to be here. I told you why I thought your moves were a bit weird before... Just die..."
I saw that all the knife shadows that had been forcibly compressed by Fa Rong were returned.
This incident caused Hao Wujiang's energy and blood to immediately flow backwards, his complexion turned the color of pig liver, and he felt that his moves had been neutralized without any warning.
Forced by the explosion of counter-shock force, he immediately took a few steps back and coughed out a mouthful of blood, but Jiang Baihe quickly stepped forward to support him.
The absolute strength gap across a whole realm gave him no chance of winning.
At the moment, Hao Wujiang kept breathing heavily and spoke angrily:
"Fa Rong, as a cultivator in the Earth Emperor Realm, if you don't stand out in slaying the aliens, your fighting spirit will not be reduced if you are internally exhausted! How can the Cangwu Taoist Temple today have the face to claim to be the people of my divine grace!"
As Hao Wujiang's words fell, Fa Rong was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, poking the tip of Hao Wujiang's nose with his finger, and said:
"Such a pitiful and meager cultivation level dares to call himself the lord of my divine grace...
Whether it’s an alien race or a race of gods, when we explored the Earth Emperor Realm by ourselves, Cangwu Taoist Temple had long been separated from divine grace. Why should a pitiful existence like you ask us to sacrifice our lives for you?”
The scene in front of him already made Hao Wujiang angry, but he was helpless about Fa Rong's cultivation.
There was still blood on the wound on his left arm, which made Hao Wujiang break into a cold sweat in pain.
After a moment, his eyes were filled with a determination that he was ready to die. He drew his knife and rushed forward again, shouting at the people behind him:
"Fairy Nan, take this opportunity and leave quickly!"
The Jinghong Sword swayed out a ray of light, like a waterfall, covering Fa Rong's figure. There was only a roar and countless firelights splashed.
After taking a closer look, Hao Wujiang's figure suddenly froze, and he found that Fa Rong in front of him was holding the tip of the knife tightly with only two fingers. His action seemed to drain Hao Wujiang of all his strength.
Immediately, Fa Rong raised his right foot, stepped down hard, and said in a deep voice:
"It's ridiculous, none of you can leave!"
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, countless green talismans appeared, extending from Farong's feet like water, layer upon layer, sealing off the field.
The power displayed by this array pattern caused the entire hall to explode and cease to exist, revealing the already dusk sky above.
Sleeping God Formation?!
Jiang Baihe raised his head in surprise and subconsciously spoke out.
Cangwu Taoist Temple's trapped god formation is said to be able to surrender even the god king. Now after Fa Rong uses his cultivation at the peak of the Earth Emperor Realm, Nan Xiangyan and the others have completely cut off their retreat!
"Poor ants..."
As he opened his mouth, Fa Rong struck with another palm, hitting Hao Wujiang firmly on the face.
Hao Wujiang, who received this blow, was severely injured. Half of his body was stained red with blood, and even the bones of his upper body were almost dislocated, making a series of blood-curdling explosions.