An ordinary flying sword actually cut a crack in his psychic flying sword of two levels higher. How could Ye Qiongying accept this?

However, Ye Qiongying also understood that the reason why this incredible phenomenon occurred was not that Fang Ling's flying sword was so good. The main reason was the sword intent hidden in Fang Ling's sword just now.

This violent sword intent is the main reason for the damage to his flying sword.

"Good sword technique, but even so, you will die today!" Ye Qiongying pinched her fingers and a red sun appeared in her sword light and rushed towards Fang Ling directly.

Although the Qingdou Sword has been destroyed, Fang Ling did not feel much distress. He slapped the small Qiankun bag again, and the nine Qingtian Thunder Swords flew out of his small Qiankun bag.

Although this Shangqing Tian Lei Sword is just an ordinary magic weapon, it is much stronger than ordinary magic weapons in terms of hardness after being refined by Fang Ling from the blessed land of Longhu Mountain.

Fang Ling pinched the magic tricks, and nine Shangqingtian Thunder Swords gathered together, forming a light purple sword light that was more than one meter long, and it slashed down against the red sun.

This sword is still burning.

Looking at the sword that soared into the sky, a calm smile appeared on Ye Qiongying's face.

"Do you really think my ability is the same as Huo Dongjie?"

As soon as the words fell, the red sun formed by the sword light instantly turned into a dead black. The black black as black as ink, and the originally surging flames became less warm. No, it should be said that the closer we are to the red sun, the colder we feel.

This kind of coldness can instantly freeze the water of a lake and pond into ice.

When he fought with Huo Dongjie in the past, although Fang Ling didn't catch a cold about Huo Dongjie, he had to admit that this person's ability to be upright and powerful.

But how could Ye Qiongying's methods become so weird at this time? Fang Ling even had an idea in his mind: Is this really a great ability of Liangyi?

The black ice flames flew out from the rolling sunlight, and for a moment, the surroundings became like frost earth.

Fang Ling's face changed and directly activated the noble aura hidden in the sword light and slashed towards the black sun.

Another sword that burned both jade and stone!

The black red sun shattered, but the black cold flame that could freeze all things. It was wrapped around Fang Ling's flying sword, as if it was going to swallow Fang Ling's flying sword in an instant.

"At able to break through my dead silence, Fang Ling, you are worthy of being a master of the Sword God Cult in a century. But now, you may have to change to the flying sword again."

"Look at the style of this flying sword, it should be your beloved thing. I'm really sorry to break your beloved thing!"

Although Ye Qiongying said she was sorry, she didn't look a little sorry in her faint smile?

Fang Ling sneered, his divine thoughts flashed, and a faint green light flashed. The black flame that was originally wrapped in the sword light was instantly bounced to the ground.

Fang Ling, who recalled the nine flying swords again, had a hint of indifference in his eyes: "The great ability of Liangyi should not be like this."

"Of course it shouldn't be like this." Ye Qiongying looked at Fang Ling's flying sword without any loss and said in surprise: "Your flying sword has not reached the level of spiritual communication. Can it block my cold flame? It seems that Brother Fang can bring me a lot of surprises."

Fang Ling looked at Ye Qiongying's face that showed a faint green color, and her heart moved, and suddenly said: "Your abilities of Liangyi are reversely trained, how is this possible?"

"How is it impossible?" Ye Qiongying stroked her hair, and said indifferently: "I said yes, that's fine."

At this moment, Fang Ling really admired this woman. She practiced her great ability in reverse, how could she dare to be so crazy!

"You take action twice, it's time to take my move!" As Fang Ling spoke, nine Qingtian Thunder Swords condensed into nine light needles, and slashed towards Ye Qiongying like lightning.

Although Ye Qiongying had a high level of cultivation, Fang Ling's sword light was so fast that it made her feel busy.

However, just as the sword light was about to rush towards Ye Qiongying, the flying sword that was originally hovering above her head was like lightning, facing the nine light needles.

Fang Ling could be sure at this time, that is, the psychic flying sword did not allow Ye Qiongying to directly start protecting the master.

The moment the sword light was blocked, Fang Ling quickly pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the Jinghong Sword Technique instantly turned into a heavy sword technique. For a moment, the nine swords merged into one and slowly fell down.

Ye Qiongying's eyes widened and she looked at the slowly falling giant sword coldly. For a moment, she felt that she seemed to be unable to avoid the sword no matter what method she used.

And this sword was like a continuous mountain, and her resistance was wiped out unconsciously.

What a weird sword technique!

Ye Qiongying, who was flashing in her mind, naturally would not wait to die. She saw her pinching her hands quickly, and the flying sword hovering above her head instantly turned into a huge three-legged golden crow, and rolling golden flames bloomed on her body.

The golden black flame, coupled with Ye Qiongying's golden flame, formed a continuous world of flames, and greeted Fang Ling's attack.

This blow must be a shocking blow!

The sword light slashed between two extreme flames!

For a moment, the flames overflowed! The sword light melted!

Although Fang Lingyu used the sword light's great aura to be vast, he slowly melted away in the face of the two extremely hot and cold flames.

Finally, the nine Shangqingtian Thunder Swords flew back to Fang Ling at the moment when their power dissipated. Ye Qiongying also showed a confident smile on her face.

For Ye Qiongying, it was too difficult to block Fang Ling's attack from the Change of Sword Technique.

However, just as her smile bloomed, a strange palm suddenly appeared in front of her.

This was an arm without a body, but the arm strangely broke her protective robe and grabbed her belly hard.

Once this catch is solid, no matter how talented Ye Qiongying is, she will probably have a dead end! But now, her psychic-level flying sword is too late to protect her. As for her small Qiankun bag, it is too late to go.

Ye Qiongying, whose face was so scared that she had a flash of thought in her mind. A protective jade talisman that was shattering instantly, moving her whole body out of more than ten feet.

But that's it. There was still a piece of black clothes and a piece of bloody flesh in the strange palm.

"Fang Ling, you and I are not finished!" Ye Qiongying cursed and rushed into the distance. At this time, she was panicked like a stray dog.

For Fang Ling, it is not impossible to keep Ye Qiongying, but in that case, the loss will be a bit big.

Until the end, he would definitely not be willing to announce the secret that he could control Thunder in the Qingtian Thunder Sword.

After all, there is still a certain gap in the results of the use of the killer weapon and the secrets that everyone knows.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Amulet, he would have been able to kill Ye Qiongying. Unfortunately, the treatment of this core disciple of the Hantian Sect is really great!

After sighing, Fang Ling sat cross-legged in the cave of enlightenment that was five meters deep inside, which seemed to be a Buddha statue, slowly closing his eyes.

"Fifth! It's really fifth!" Seeing Fang Ling's light spot at the fifth cave of enlightenment, the ancestor who bet on Chongjun almost jumped up all of a sudden.

This time he won, not only won another Xirang Bead, but more importantly, he also won the eight-foot-foot-foot-of-the-master Chongjun.

This is an ancient treasure. Although there is also an ancient treasure in his hand, there is never anyone in this world who dislikes himself for having many magic weapons.

Compared with this person's cheering, the heart of the ancestor Chongjun seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer in the air.

How is this possible!

That Jing Xuanzi, he actually rushed to fifth place!

That is not an ordinary position, that is the fifth, representing the fifth place with the strongest Jindan real person in the world.

In the entire Zhou Dynasty, the fifth-ranked Jindan Zhenren will definitely be a powerful person from now on. Although the level of mana is not much different in the same level, the gap between a powerful person and an ordinary monk is not very big.

These four heroes and five heroes at the Shaking Heaven Sect are really worthy of fame!

Transferring his resentment to the four heroes and five heroes, it can be seen how depressed the ancestor Chongjun was at this time. However, one thing he was even more afraid in his heart was that after Jing Xuanzi achieved the Nascent Soul, there was one more enemy in their Qianqing Sect.

Since this revenge has been formed, it is best to kill him while he has just become a Nascent Soul...

Just as the ancestor Chongjun was thinking about how to kill Fang Ling, the ancestor who was hostile to him was already in a hurry and ordered: "Chongjun, the result has come out. Hurry up and give me the Bazhangzi and Xirangzhu."

Although there were a thousand reluctant people, the ancestor Chongjun finally handed over the things. After all, if he lost in front of so many cultivators, if he lost the bet and refused to give the things, he would not have to mess around in the future.

"Hehe, it's really a blessing. We're trying to send things to our arms!" The ancestor took over the eight-foot-foot of the ancestor Chongjun and said complacently while playing.

But this sentence made the feeling of the ancestor Chongjun vomiting blood three more intense.

At this moment, someone suddenly heard a loud shout, "Oh, someone is betting on the position where he pushes to the top!"

"If you win one hundred medium-grade immortal stones, it will be six thousand four hundred medium-grade immortal stones. Hi, it will be a great profit!"

"But the Ten Directions Heaven and Earth are not so easy to deal with!" Someone said with even more worry.

However, at this moment, no one pointed or spoke any more about Fang Ling's push from bottom to top, and no one criticized Fang Ling for being bold and overestimating his ability.

In everyone's eyes, Fang Ling, who has entered the top five, as long as he achieves the Nascent Soul, he will be one of the few people in the world.

As for whether Fang Ling can become a Nascent Soul, the people present are not worried at all! (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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