"Senior Brother Fang, you are so fast!" Bai Xinyan exclaimed.

Fang Cheng's face turned dark and he said, "Don't say that."

Although he is indeed very fast.

Of course, this refers to the speed of the end of the battle, and there is no other meaning.

The other two who had not participated in the battle also looked at Fang Cheng in a shocked manner.

It's really too fast.

Although they have never heard of Feng Ge's name because the Sword Seal Holy Palace is far from Miaoyu Mountain, they can be sent here by Miaoyu Mountain and participate in the battle in front of other blessed places, major sects, and sects. Can they be weak?

Even without considering anything else, the cultivation level of Fengge's foundation-building peak can prove everything.

The foundation-building peak that comes out of the blessed land is different from the ordinary foundation-building peak. In addition, when she heard the tone of Fengge's speech when she draws lots, she seems to be fighting on the border all year round. Such people are even better than them.

But in front of Fang Cheng, kill in one move.

Wouldn't that mean that I and others were also killing each other in front of Fang Cheng?

Fang Cheng did not explain.

The reason why she was able to kill Feng Ge in one move was actually because of Feng Ge's fighting style. She released her terrifying evil spirit without any scruples, and used her all her strength to fight with the target of killing her opponent in each move.

So, after each move, she will be powerless.

Fang Cheng had seen this fighting style when he was watching the soldiers from the Immortal City suppressing bandits in Qingnv Mountain. Because the soldiers had teammates supporting each other, they used all their strength in every battle.

It can be seen that when she was fighting against the demon clan on the other side, she should have teammates and support. Even if she used all her strength in every move, after the move, when she was unable to succeed, she would have teammates to help her.

But here, she had only one person, but her fighting style had not changed, so Fang Cheng directly caught the flaws and killed them in one move.

In terms of strength, Feng Ge is still very strong.

But Fang Cheng knew this, but others were not clear about it, especially the Qi Refining Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation with limited eyes below, talking for a while, not looking at the area of ​​Miaoyu Mountain, looking at the Feng Ge who was still unconscious.

Most of the monks with the Golden Pill Cultivation above saw the clues, laughed at each other for a few words, and then turned their attention away.

The six Nascent Soul bosses at the top didn't care at all. No matter how exciting the battle below was, it was just an ants fighting. Whether it was a kill in one move or a long battle, it was extremely boring for them.

One hour later, Bai Xinyan, as the third group of fighting players, stepped onto the ring.

Fang Cheng was very interested in Bai Xinyan's illusory spirit sword. When he saw her coming up, he looked at the ring seriously.

Her opponent was a Dharma practitioner from Tianshui Palace. She chose the river terrain naturally, while Bai Xinyan chose the broad land terrain, thus forming a river beach.

That day, the monks of the Water Palace saw a small sword floating beside Bai Xinyan, holding a long sword in their hand. They immediately realized that they had faced a sword cultivator. They immediately opened the distance, pulled the river water under their feet, and cast magic.

Bai Xinyan's illusory spirit sword at first glance looks the same as her physical spirit sword before, but the gray decay aura rising above it is even more.

The moment the spiritual sword appeared, the sword saint on the stage was slightly stunned, his eyes deep, as if he had thought of something.

At the same time, an old white-haired golden elixir monk from Jiandi Villa had a burning gaze, an incredible look on his face, and muttered words like "Sword Emperor" and "Finally", but his voice was too light that even the people around him could not hear clearly.

Bai Xinyan was very cautious and did not use the Illusion Spirit Sword directly. He just held the long sword in his hand and used his extremely exquisite sword skills to fight against the Tianshui Palace monk.

Fang Cheng could see clearly.

This is because Bai Xinyan knew that he had never learned the sword technique used with the spirit sword, and could only simply control the spirit sword attack. With the current distance between the two, such a simple attack is likely to be avoided by the Tianshui Palace monk. Although the decaying power of the spirit sword is powerful, once it is discovered, the other party will be vigilant.

Judging from the opponent's long distance performance from the beginning, he is a normal Dharma practitioner, not the kind of brainless person who is good at fighting in distance and has to fight in close combat.

If discovered, the other party will definitely run further.

"Does this girl want to resolve the battle as soon as possible?"

There is no doubt that if a monk of the same level does not want to fight melee and wants to play kites from afar, the time of fighting will be infinitely extended. The true energy of the sword cultivator has always been lower than that of the monk of the same level. The longer the time, the more unfavorable it is.

On the field, both sides used their moves, and the battle was very exciting, but Fang Cheng could clearly see that the Tianshui Palace monk was more patient than Bai Xinyan. Although his expression changed a little, he just felt that the enemy was a little difficult to deal with.

But Bai Xinyan became anxious.

After fighting for two minutes, Bai Xinyan pulled the distance closer, but the Tianshui Palace monk cast his spell in an instant, heading towards the distance, trying to distance him again.

Just at this moment!

The spiritual sword next to Bai Xinyan suddenly flew out, like a bolt of lightning, and was incredibly fast.

"This is the speed..." Fang Jianke used his six-eyed Cang Qingyan, sat upright, and stared at the flying spiritual sword.

Too fast!

It is at least twice as fast as the natal spiritual sword of the same level of cultivation!

With such speed, even a piece of iron can exert unimaginable power, not to mention Bai Xinyan's illusory spirit sword. Coupled with the rotten aura on it, the power is unimaginable.

The monk from Tianshui Palace suddenly felt like a ray of light on his back. Although he didn't know what attack the other party used, he clearly realized that if he continued to pull a long distance, he would definitely not be able to avoid this attack.

Immediately, my head didn't look back. As the true energy surged in my body, three shields quickly rose under my feet, protecting myself firmly.

In this way, I turned my head and made a gesture in my hand. The river water condensed into a huge water dragon. Every beard and scale of this water dragon were lifelike, especially the pair of dragon eyes, which were bright and energetic, as if they were alive.

Ordinary monks condense into any shape, but they are also tangible but not spirit, but this water dragon has both form and spirit.

An invisible power emanated from the water dragon, and the dragon's mouth opened, as if it was about to launch an attack immediately.

But at this moment, the Illusion Spirit Sword had already arrived in front of the monk in Tianshui Palace. The three layers of protection seemed to be absent. The spirit sword directly passed through the three layers of protection, and the tip of the sword pointed directly into the neck of the monk in Tianshui Palace.

Being pushed by this sharp sword, the monks in Tianshui Palace trembled all over and heard the movements in their hands.

Helplessly closed his eyes, the monk from Tianshui Palace restrained his true energy, and the water dragon behind him disappeared, saying, "I lost."
Chapter completed!