Han Fazun looked at the cracked earth-yellow halo, and a hint of solemnity appeared on his face. In his estimate, Fang Ling could not break his defense, but he did not expect that this thunder would be much stronger than he thought.

"You're not easy, but that's all!"

Fang Ling faced Han Fazun standing in the air and felt that this person was like a mountain, which made him feel like he was admiring him.

The Nine Heavens Thunder True Solution just now was already one of his most powerful attacks, but in the face of Han Fazun's casual move, he did not break through his defense.

Although Fang Ling understood that Han Fazun's seemingly simple random move contained profound earth-street patterns, he still felt a deep sense of frustration when his strongest attack was ineffective.

"I only know after fighting!" Fang Ling said coldly in the face of Han Fazun's words full of down-looking words.

Han Fazun laughed, and with his hands, the ten flying swords flashed in the void, and instantly turned into {no + hundred handles.

One hundred flying swords with the same power as when Han Fazun used his methods just now, Fang Shengtian's face turned extremely pale with the appearance of his hundred flying swords.

One hundred flying swords are actually equivalent to one hundred Yuanying ancestors attacking at the same time. Although these hundred Yuanying ancestors have not reached the level of Han Fazun, the combat power formed by the gathering of one hundred most ordinary Yuanying ancestors is also heartbreaking.

What will happen if you face one hundred Yuanying ancestors?

Fang Shengtian dared not think or wanted to think, but he knew very well in his heart that one hundred Yuanying ancestors were enough to make his soul scattered.

Can Fang Ling take over?

"All laws return to the sect, and the Dharma Lord is invincible!" A disciple of Wanfa Temple who followed Jiang Ming shouted excitedly.

His shouts were actively catered by many disciples of Wanfa Temple. They looked at Han Fazun one by one, and their eyes were filled with reverence.

There is a genius who is amazing and enviable in a sect. Many times, it is not only the pillar of the sect in terms of force, but also the spiritual pillar of the disciples of this sect.

Jiang Ming was dead, but the arrival of Han Fazun not only did not make the disciples of Wanfa Hall feel collapsed. On the contrary, they were very excited.

Because they had Han Fazun, they practiced all dharmas to the sect and reached the 100-character realm.

However, the disciples of the Fang family looked at Fang Ling with concern. Although most of them could not see how mysterious these hundred flying swords were, they could sense the power that could break the world.

The most direct one is the monks in the Jindan stage. In their sea of ​​consciousness, a flying sword is the ancestor of the Nascent Soul.

A Nascent Soul Ancestor who they are unwilling to face but truly exists.

"go!"

A simple word was spit out from Han Fazun's mouth, and hundreds of sword lights came from the void toward Fang Ling's surging force.

Facing these sword lights, Fang Ling pinched the magic tricks in his hand, and the Xuanpin Gate instantly doubled. He met more than thirty flying swords.

And under Fang Ling's body, the Shangqing Tian Lei Sword turned into a purple thunder circle, surrounding more than thirty flying swords.

As for the remaining more than thirty flying swords, Fang Ling quickly pinched the magic seal and cast the Vajra Seal.

A huge vajra, five feet thick and hundreds of feet long, swept towards the flying swords with the power of sweeping across the heaven and earth.

Between the collision of the sword light and the vajra, the sword lights were shattered into the void, and the huge vajra continued to melt in the collision.

Fang Ling also urged the two Nascent Souls and Golden Liars in his body at the same time. It can be said that this is his strongest method.

The rolling true energy continued to overflow from his body. However, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that could have been endlessly replenished around him was dispelled by an invisible force, making it extremely difficult for him to absorb it.

Fang Ling knew very well that this was Han Fazun's method.

Han Fazun used the Taoist patterns he had comprehended to block this world.

In just half a quarter of an hour, Fang Ling's face turned a little pale. Although his two Nascent Souls were stronger than ordinary Nascent Souls, the energy of heaven and earth accumulated in his body was still limited after all.

Only the golden energy was not affected, and it was poured into Fang Ling's body like a trickle.

But compared with the energy required to enforce the magic seal, the trickle is really a drop in the bucket.

The difference between the two is not an ordinary distance.

Han Fazun looked at Fang Ling with a hint of sincere admiration on his face. Although Fang Ling was far inferior to him in the understanding of Taoist patterns, he was able to support his attack with his early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation.

This has reached the level of an ordinary late-stage ancestor of the Nascent Soul stage.

I was not as good as him back then! And the more I felt this emotion, the more I increased Han Fazun’s murderous intention. Such a person must not be kept.

"Young man, it's such a good method, but do you think my method of returning to the sect is like this?" As Han Fazun spoke, he pinched the method in his hand again, and the more than 20 flying swords that were broken by the vajra appeared in the void again.

However, the moment these flying swords appeared, the light suddenly flashed and all turned into another form.

The big yellow seal, the dark bell, the fire cloud scissors flashing with flames, and the blue silk ribbon, and the exquisite pagoda with seven layers high...

More than thirty flying swords actually turned into magic weapons with different attributes, but they all seemed to contain a few magic patterns.

The power of this magic weapon is one step further than the flying sword just now.

Fang Shengyun looked at the change and stayed there. He couldn't believe his eyes, but all this really appeared in front of him.

With my cultivation level, I'm afraid I can't even take over one.

"Dang!" The dark bell rang in the void, and the mountains roared, and an invisible sound wave rushed towards Fang Ling.

The sound wave was invisible and materially, but the moment it rushed to Fang Ling, Fang Ling felt a shock in his heart, and a mouthful of blood could not help but spray out from his mouth.

And just as the sound of the big clock fell, more than a dozen mountains around it fell to the ground in an instant.

The Han Fazun smiled coldly, and the green silk ribbon was as fast as lightning, and it wrapped straight towards Fang Ling. The silk ribbon looked like a water curtain, but as long as it was entangled, it would definitely take a life.

Compared with Han Fazun, Jiang Ming’s method of returning to the sect is simply a toy for children.

This is the true method of returning to the sect of all dharmas that can be used to condense the laws of heaven and earth into one! This is the magical power of the Wanfa Hall that is powerful in the world!

Han Fazun is worthy of being a half-step powerful person. Such a method is definitely not something that ordinary people can use.

Many people's eyes are filled with admiration for Fang Ling, who is the opponent of Han Fazun. After all, this is almost a method of Han Fazun's bottom line. It can allow a half-step powerful person to use such means. It is originally something to be proud of.

But in the current situation, can Fang Ling resist the next attack from Han Fazun? Can Fang Ling escape?

"Fang Ling, go quickly and ignore us!" Fang Shengtian shouted loudly.

As he spoke, a dragon-shaped Taoist pattern appeared in his heart. Although he knew that he could not compare to Han Fazun, he could not let Fang Ling die like this. As long as Fang Ling did not die, the Fang family would have a chance.

After a moment of silence, Fang Shengyun also patted his small Qiankun bag and took out his magic weapon. At this time, letting Fang Ling leave was the greatest hope for the Fang family.

Although Fang Ling left and the Fang family would inevitably be devastated, as long as Fang Ling is there, the Fang family still has hope.

Many of the Fang family disciples who were watching also shouted in shock: "Ancestor Fang Ling, Ancestor Fang Ling, Ancestor Fang Ling!"

Before life and death, the kindness you leave and I leave is the most real and touching. Although Fang Ling never thinks that he is a person with love for his children, what he is still touching here is still touching.

Leave?

Fang Ling must not be a person who threw the entire Fang family to Han Fazun to vent his anger for his own survival. He did not want to leave, nor could he leave.

It is difficult to have both of my life and to give up my life and to achieve righteousness.

Fang Ling had studied this sentence in his previous life, but although he felt this sentence, he did not have any deep understanding.

But at this moment, he felt that he had understood this sentence in his heart. He shouted in a deep voice: "I have not lost yet!"

While he was talking, he slapped his small Qiankun bag, and the sea-breaking axe appeared in his hand. The moment the silk ribbon was about to appear in front of him, Fang Ling waved the giant axe and slashed towards the silk ribbon.

This time, he activated the noble aura. As the axe swung, the silk ribbons that seemed to contain big patterns were cut into two pieces.

The rolling white light broke through the void and rushed towards the big black bell. The big bell roared and collided with the white light, and was then cut into two pieces.

Such changes not only shocked everyone who watched the game, but even Han Fazun showed a hint of shock on his face.

With his eyesight, it can naturally be seen that the axe just now was not an amazing magic weapon, but just a top-grade ancient treasure.

What really breaks everything is a little Taoist pattern attached to the axe. The pattern is so huge that it seems even more powerful than his technique of returning to the sect.

The most yang and the most stubborn are invincible!

This pattern seems to change the color of the world. If Fang Ling mastered this pattern ten times more, then even if he had the Wanliu Return to the Sect, even if he had the method of superb, he would probably be unimaginable...

Thinking of that result, Han Fazun's desire to kill Fang Ling was even stronger. After all, who can say that an opponent who can increase his cultivation in battle can grow to a point? And the best way for such an opponent that cannot be underestimated is to kill him. When he is constantly interrupted, he will suffer the consequences!

"Are you Fang Ling?" Thinking of the words that the Fang family shouted just now, Han Fazun's face changed for a moment, and he said in a deep voice: "Which Fang Ling?" (To be continued...)

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