"Um?"

Qu Zhenhuan, who had already bullied himself in front of Fang Gui and slashed at him with a knife, felt a little proud in his heart.

This time, when he fought with Fang Gui, although the rabbits rose and fell, they were all between lightning and fire, but the power of these spells Fang Gui used was really amazing. Whether it was the firebird technique, the small thunder whip, or the ice archery technique he later performed, the power was all that Qu Zhenhuan had never seen in a cultivator in the Qi training realm. However, no matter how strong these spells were, they could not make up for the fact that Fang Gui's physical weakness, they were still forced to break the spell step by step and rushed to him...

This should be considered Fang Gui's own mistake.

Logically speaking, he should have hid among a group of fellow disciples, and under the protection of everyone, one by one, and a spell was used to hurt people, so that he would not have any worries. But this child only brought a strange snake and dared to directly block the way between himself and Xiang Guiwang. This is because of his own weaknesses and his strengths. With his own skills, it would be a joke if he couldn't take him down!

Now, the strange snake was taken over by Xiang Gui King, and he came to him again. Why is Fang Gui's word "death"?

When he is close to him, what else can he do?

But even so, Qu Zhenhuan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Fang Gui's reaction.

At the approaching Qu Zhenhuan who was approaching, Fang Gui not only smiled without fear, but instead smiled proudly!

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“Hulala…”

Facing Qu Zhenhuan's sword, Fang Gui seemed to have no power to avoid, and his body movement was related to the strength of his body. Fang Gui's body was weak and did not flash over the sword at such a fast speed. But at this moment, Fang Gui suddenly pinched the magic seal. As the spiritual breath surged, a fierce wind suddenly appeared beside him, and suddenly rotated around him...

The wind-like technique in the cross-art category, the big cloak!

This spell summoned a strong wind out of thin air and rotated around his body, like a cloak. It was powerful and could blow all the flying swords that were attacking in front of him. It was the defense method in a wind-word magic technique. However, Qu Zhenhuan was the peak of Qi training realm after all, and his sword cultivation was very strong. This great cloak technique would definitely not be able to stop him from this sword...

Qu Zhenhuan was a little surprised at first, not knowing what Fang Gui used this spell to do.

But soon he understood.

As the wind blew, Fang Gui was swept up by his body and flew out into the air in a hurry.

He was not using the great cloak technique to resist the sword force, but using this spell to dodge himself. What's even more terrifying is that he flew into the air, and the strong wind was still spinning around him, which made him stop steadily in the air and not land.

Even Qu Zhenhuan's eyes were straightened when he saw this scene.

How could someone use the Great Cloak Technique so exquisitely to let themselves pass through the air with the power of the wind?

Then before he could react, Fang Gui suddenly pinched several magic seals again. A sharp red light suddenly appeared in the Qiankun bag around his waist. It was a flying sword. At the moment the flying sword appeared, the light and shadows on the sword were already shaking, and nine sword lights appeared, like nine blood-red shadows, intertwined in the air, flying straight towards Qu Zhenhuan.

Golden characters, sword control technique!

The sword here is not about flying on the sword, but about the real sword killing.

Fang Gui had learned swordsmanship before, belonging to martial arts, and he paid attention to the swords in his hands and fought fiercely close together. Even the flying sword with an amazing speed of the Ghost Spirit Sword was held in his hands to defend against the enemy. However, now that he has learned magic, his use of the flying sword suddenly turned around. His palm did not touch the Ghost Spirit Sword, but directly used magic to destroy the magic array in the sword and transformed into a sword shadow to hurt people.

Now that he was in the air, he was standing tall and the nine sword lights came to Qu Zhenhuan in an instant.

As fast as lightning, the cold air was so strong that nine sword lights seemed to have the power to open gold and crack stones.

At such a close distance, the flying sword was astonishingly fast, and Qu Zhenhuan was almost instantly shrouded in the sword light.

Facing the sharp sword energy, Qu Zhenhuan was also shocked. He had just rushed to Fang Gui step by step and tried to kill Fang Gui with a knife, but unexpectedly, when he just approached, Fang Gui escaped with the technique of the big cloak, and then instantly flew the sword to defend the enemy, as if he was deliberately selling a flaw, causing him to rush to him and fall into his trap...

Whose magicians will use this kind of risk-taking method?

What's more important is, why is his two consecutive spells so exquisite?

How many spells does this really have?

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"Eight Ghost Swords!"

Qu Zhenhuan was shocked, but at the time of life and death, he suddenly gritted his teeth and swung nine swords in a flash of lightning.

In an instant, a vague ghost gate appeared at the same time, with a sword light rising up.

This magic is a unique skill of Queyue Sect. It uses the power of the ghost sword to kill eight swords in a row.

At this time of life and death, Qu Zhenhuan brought out all the essence of his hard practice for countless years. His nerves were tense and his mind was mysterious. He had no time to see with his eyes. He just felt the knife, not only cut out the extremely accurate eight swords, but also killed the eight close sword lights, but even after slashing the last sword, the hundred-foot pole head was closer and another sudden slash...

The eight-sect ghost swords were cut by him nine times!

"bite!"

The last sword light was killed by him!

After slashing this sword, he even felt endless touch in his heart, feeling that he had touched the threshold of a certain sword realm.

On the side of the Demon Mountain, looking at the battle of Queyue Sect Master, he wanted to shout good to Qu Zhenhuan. He intuitively discovered that this genius disciple who had been secretly trained by him seemed to be about to break through again under the pressure of the flying sword...

...What a good seedling!

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"You are really extraordinary when you have reached this level of magic cultivation, but now you..."

Qu Zhenhuan slashed nine flying swords at this moment without any help, and felt very happy in his heart. At the same time, he was very excited and looked up at Fang Gui in the air. His body of qi and blood were flowing, and the strongest sword was about to condense...

Then at this moment, he was suddenly stunned.

A voice came from above his head: "Flying...Dashiji!"

Then he felt like he was shrouded in a shadow.

At this time, Fang Gui, who was flying in the air with the large cloak technique above his head, pinched the magic seal with his forehand and cast another magic spell.

On the surrounding ground, countless rock fragments were flying into the air, gathering more and more, turning into a rock of four or five feet in radius. Moreover, the speed was still increasing, and in a blink of an eye, it was already ten feet in radius...

This is really a big stone!

No, this should be a hill...

Qu Zhenhuan, who was originally planning to directly shoot a knife at the sky and cut off Fang Gui, suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Another spell came?

Moreover, this spell is obviously more terrifying than those before... You can tell at the very beginning!

Qu Zhen didn't even think about it, and suddenly turned around and ran away.

"Haha, where can you go?"

But at this moment, a loud laugh had already come from the air behind him, and then a black shadow fell from the sky.

Boom!

At that moment, Qu Zhenhuan seemed to be hit by a mountain.

Such a large flying stone, and it was so close that it fell from the sky at once. How can I hide?

So he was very frustrated and was directly smashed by this huge stone ball. The stone ball shattered and turned into endless mud and sand and debris piled on the ground. The top was pointed and the bottom was big. It was a big bun, like a grave...

"Senior Brother Qu..."

The Xiang Guiwang, who was catching the infant cry and chopping around, was so scared that he screamed.

Not only him, but outside the secret realm, the four great immortal sects were also shocked.

Such a big flying stone... Bah, it's a small hill, how powerful is it to be smashed down?

"Good spells, good spells..."

Sect Master Queyue suddenly turned his head and looked at Sect Master Taibai, and said in a sequel: "Even ordinary foundation-building monks can't use this kind of magic. And this little ghost was just a useless embroidered pillow three months ago. Old lady Bai, how did you teach it?"

The Taibai Sect Master faced the gaze of the four great immortal sects and smiled calmly: "Haha!"

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"Crazy..."

Just inside and outside the secret realm, when there was a dead silence, a rock suddenly rolled down on the tip of the small tomb on the ground, which immediately surprised the cultivators and looked at it intently. Then they saw that the small tomb was shaking constantly, as if there was power to stimulate from below and swaying the rocks on it. This scene immediately made everyone's mind tense up.

"I...I am the true teaching of the leader of Queyue Sect..."

A low voice suddenly sounded in the grave, as if soaked in anger.

Outside the secret realm, Sect Master Queyue suddenly laughed: "Okay, what a good boy Qu, it's really worthy of being picked out by me..."

boom!

The next moment, a sword light suddenly flew out from the endless gravel, slashing the gravel splashing. Then Qu Zhenhuan, covered in blood, burst out from the gravel, and was hit by such a small hill. He was not dead yet. Although he was covered in wounds and looked extremely serious, he was still straight and shouted in the air with a knife...

"How could I be given a little devil like you..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly swallowed it and his eyes were staring straight into the air.

The voice of the Sect Master Queyue outside the secret realm also stopped abruptly, as if he was being snatched from his neck.

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Fang Gui is still flying in the air now and is still casting spells.
To be continued...