The figures flashed continuously, and they were scattered in a will.

Fang Yuan felt that the powerful people he had seen in his life were not as much as he saw today.

At this time, the two camps fought a decisive battle, and the highest force was all out. In the opposite court, many true spirit scholars and martial arts true saints gathered and roared to fight.

In the battle between powerful people, the other ordinary soldiers were just cannon fodder.

Even Shi Longtu himself could only flee under the escort of his personal masters, and he could not even care about the army.

Boom!

Fist wind and palm shadows, spiritual arts and dream soldiers... all kinds of magical powers rage under the Yujing city wall, and in the blink of an eye, the city wall that has experienced many vicissitudes has been destroyed and trampled into pieces.

At this point, the Dakan court retreated without hesitation and gave all the venue to these powerful people.

As for ordinary soldiers who cannot escape, whether they are serious or coalition forces, once they are involved in the aftermath, they will die miserably and there is no second way to go.

In this chaos, Fang Yuan suddenly felt several sharp murderous intents attacking him.

This murderous intent is as fierce as a white rainbow. Once it is locked down, it will immediately shake its mind and let it be slaughtered.

"Is there a true saint who wants to sneak attack me?"

Fang Yuan's steps lightly, and his whole body quickly retreated, and dozens of feet were escaping out in an instant.

"Hmph! Since he is the true saint, he is a dreamer without a dog!"

"It's time to kill!"

Two thoughts were like swords, piercing into his sea of ​​consciousness.

In the distance, two tall and mighty figures appeared, one on the left and the other on the right, and they were all true saints of martial arts.

At this time, seeing that one attack failed, I immediately changed my move and chased me in a row.

Just as the dream master was always denied and denounced him as a traitor when he saw Yinlong Guard, the True Saint and True Yuan from the court, and the fellows from the coalition, were also furious and wished he could kill him quickly.

This is why traitors are always hateful than enemies.

The court is the base of martial arts and spiritual skills. It is not surprising that these two true saints immediately became murderous when they saw Fang Yuan, a guy who betrayed the camp.

"My information in the court should be just a dream master and a martial arts genius. The dream master is the fourth or fifth level of the Void Saint. The True Saint has just broken through and is the best soft persimmon..."

In the flash of lightning, Fang Yuan understood everything: "At this time, the two true saints joined forces to kill me, which was both foolproof and could also avoid strong enemies with justification. It was really a wishful thinking!"

But this is exactly what he wants.

The other party thought he was a soft persimmon and wanted to use him as a shield, but he didn't know that Fang Yuan's idea was with them.

In such a melee, the more you make a fuss, the more unlucky it is. It is better to be honest and just be honest.

Therefore, he made a mistake and fled directly to the edge of the battlefield.

"Don't leave! Today, I will take your life as a two-member envoy!"

The two true saints shouted angrily, as if they had seen an irreconcilable enemy, and they chased each other reluctantly.

How fast is the true saint walking?

In just a moment, the three of them went a few miles away and came to the brink of melee.

"It's great. The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and it's just right for you to be your burial place!"

Fang Yuan looked at both sides, stood with his hands behind his back, turned around with a smile, and looked at the two people chasing him.

"Shadowless!"

These two true holy souls have been tempered for a long time, and they have not even stopped at all, so they directly launched an attack.

"Chanru Claw!"

"Tiger-shaped spiritual searching hand!"

The two of them roared, and their martial arts not only reached the pinnacle, but also made up for each other, perfect.

At this time, one left and one right, the strong martial arts will gather, as if a tiger and a white crane condensed two phantoms, combined with the claw wind, attacked the vital points of the Fangyuan.

Both of these two are true saints. They have condensed the holy bodies of martial arts, but at this time they are attracted but not exposed, and they are purely exerted on their physical strength. Every move can open up mountains and divide the sea and exert a huge force.

"You will know right away if you are arrogant!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and did not unfold Pangu's eagle body, but instead resisted with his physical move: "Eagle Claw Hand!"

Bang bang!

He attacked left and right, blocking the attacks of the two people. The will of martial arts attacked into the sea of ​​consciousness and was immediately wiped out. The energy of the tiger and crane's two-shaped qi fell on his body, and it suddenly sounded like a bell and a big bell.

"Copper leather steel bars and iron bones?"

The left and right warriors were shocked. This kind of physical cultivation level was at its peak even among the generals like them.

After surprise, I felt severely ashamed.

They are the true saints who have been famous for a long time, but now they cannot even take down a junior immediately, and they are even attacked against one against two.

How can this make them feel sorry for?

"Brother, don't keep your strength anymore, let's go together!"

The left messenger snorted coldly, his body swelled up, and the air flow behind him surged, turning into a giant with a tiger tattoo on his body.

"good!"

Next to him, another martial arts holy body appeared, with a slender body, like a crane, trying to spread its wings and fly high.

"So they are the two saints of tiger and crane?"

Fang Yuanlang laughed and recognized the origins of the two.

"Thirty years ago, there was a Holy Dragon Sect in the south of Daqian, and many masters emerged. The main Holy Dragon Master was a true spirit scholar. There were two envoys under his command. Five Elements Sanren, all of whom were the true saints' cultivation, but they offended Yuanchuhui. The Holy Dragon Master was killed by the Demon Subduing Holy Pen and the Five Elements Sanren, and you two disappeared. It turned out that they had surrendered to the court!"

"We will report our national hatred and family hatred together today!"

The tiger and crane saints roared together, urging the saints of martial arts to attack and kill, with the sound of thunder and the earth echoing.

"Two kills tigers and cranes!"

The two true saints worked together, and the distance was so close. With this trick of the two brothers working together, even if the opposite side was a true spirit sage, they would be killed by one blow!

"call……"

Fang Yuan let out a long breath, and a sky-blue chaotic color began to appear on his skin.

call out!

The breath he exhaled was long and sharp, like an arrow, rushing straight towards the two true saints.

"Pangu's eagle body!"

Fang Yuan muttered silently in his heart, and behind him, a giant with a knotted muscles walked out of his body as if he was creating a world.

Even if he deliberately restrains himself, this upright martial arts holy body is two heads taller than the two saints of Dragon and Tiger opposite him, just like an adult bullying a child.

"kill!"

Three figures intertwined together, fighting at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. The energy was continuous, and the void trembled, and the ground that was affected was in chaos.

"Impossible, how can a mere new true saint join forces with us to fight against each other, which is comparable?"

In the blink of an eye, the three of them didn't know that they had fought thousands of times. The two saints of Tiger and Crane retreated suddenly, and the messenger of the Right Crane roared.

"This person is probably practicing the ultimate martial arts technique. Every step is at its limit before breaking through, which is extremely perfect!"

The Zuohu messenger's face was gloomy and even more jealous: "It's true that he is a genius and a saint of martial arts, but... why should he surrender to the dream master?"

"My coalition has five saints, and they will definitely win. You are the ones who cannot recognize the situation!"

Fang Yuan laughed a few times, and looked at the silent two people, and his heart sank.

As the divine thoughts surged, all the scenes above the nine heavens were in my eyes. The saints fought against each other, and they couldn't see clearly at this time. However, no matter how they thought, the five saint-sighted dream masters could not fall into a disadvantage.

He suddenly made a move, and the giant Pangu behind him roared, his hands spread wide open, and he grabbed the two true saints like a Five Finger Mountain.

‘Anyway, I don’t seek merit at this time, but I want no mistakes… I can hold back the two true saints, and I am worthy of the cultivation I have shown…’

After covering the two saints of tiger and crane within the Qi energy, Fang Yuan still had the intention to look around and watch other powerful battlefields.

I have to say that the scene at this time was very stalemate.

But this is the biggest mistake!

‘The cohesion of the imperial court is so strong? All powerful people are loyal?’

Fang Yuan was a little incredible: 'A discerning eye can see that once the five saint-sage dream masters in the Star Battlefield win, even if they win a complete victory, it will be of no use.'

It has to be said that although there are fewer dream masters on the side of the Great Kill, there are many true saints and true psychics, and they are fighting forever. Not only do they block the many seven-level virtual saints, but they come and go, and even have a certain advantage. It looks incredible.

...

On another battlefield, the black water around the Black Water Elder rushed down and corroded everything.

"Three thousand black waters will erode the world!"

Hurry!
To be continued...