Thirty miles apart, Fang Xing and Song Guichan attacked each other in the air. The sword energy and palm power were in contact with each other from afar. The momentum was majestic and amazing. However, after all, when the magic met in the middle, the power had been weakened a lot. After one attack, Fang Xing fired the second sword without thinking. In the tenth formation, Song Guichan was as eager to fight, his breath surged, and his palm power was amazing as the smoke and clouds surged.

However, at this moment, the big golden crow came out again, shouting "quack" and slashing the golden wings horizontally.

A rumbling wave of void flowed, and smoke filled the clouds. Its palm suddenly cut off Song Guichan's palm from the middle, and then the whole body was shocked by the palm, and flew into the void from afar, proudly floating under the bright moon...

"Two fellow Taoists, give me some face!"

The big golden crow suppressed the ecstasy in her heart, pretended to be calm, and shouted far away towards the tenth formation.

It knew that there were countless gazes looking at it at it at the foot of Fengshan Mountain, and it was needless to say that pride was enough.

Even Fang Xing saw this guy's thoughts at a glance, and couldn't help but sigh. From this moment on, this demonic Jin Master, who had torn off one of He Lingzi's arms to beat the Great Elder of the Yun family, became the one who could easily cut off his reputation, the little devil who had a sword and the son of the Pure Yang Dao, Song Guichan, had a palm power...

It's probably enough for it to blow for three or five years!

Fortunately, he was more than thirty miles apart from Song Guichan, and his strength was weakened, otherwise he would not dare to appear if he killed him.

"Hmph, I'm waiting for you in the tenth round, I hope you can come up!"

After being beaten by the big golden crow, Song Guichan did not give out his third palm. Between the two palms, he seemed to suppress the anger in his heart, regained his initial coldness and arrogance, and said in a low voice. Then the smoke and clouds gathered, and the voice disappeared.

But this sentence also seemed like a serious challenge.

Not to mention whether the little devil in Nanzhan can succeed in the ten formations. This alone is enough to make the cultivators of the Northern Region awe.

Of course. In addition to awe, I just sigh... the little devil is dead!

As everyone in the Northern Region knows, Wen Yanxin, the eldest daughter of the Wen family, admired Song Guichan since she was a child. Although there was no marriage agreement and Song Guichan had never said anything positively, she has protected her many times in private. It is precisely because Song Guichan's attitude is unclear that Wen Yanxin has always had a transcendent status in the Wen family, and is even less than that of the great talisman master Wen Yiru, and is trained as another son.

Now, the two great masters are gone!

Neither Song Guichan nor Wen's family will let this little devil go...

"Two seniors, go down the mountain. I still have something to do, I won't give it to you..."

The big golden crow waved the fifth flag and closed the formation. The smoke and clouds spread, but the figures of the old man Huqin and Zhang Daoyi below were revealed. At this time, the two elders were a little miserable. The old man Huqin had a deeper cultivation, and his energy was intermittent, and he could still sit cross-legged on the mountain path. However, Zhang Daoyi looked gray, his muscles were broken, and his soul was exhausted, and he was clearly about to sit and transform.

After looking at these two old men, Fang Xing felt extremely complicated.

He didn't want to say some pretentious words, but he smiled and said hello, and was about to rush towards the sixth formation.

"My friend, I'm now suffering from Daoyuan. I'll live for a few days, so I'll accompany you to make a small effort!"

The old man Huqin took a deep breath, and his long white beard was automatically without wind, but his heroic spirit gradually increased.

"And me!"

Zhang Daoyi, who seemed to have already become vague, suddenly opened his eyes at this time and forced himself to say something.

At this time, the two old men still had to support their weak body and help Fang Xing break into the formation.

This made Fang Xing feel complicated and he smiled and said, "No, you two are half dead. It's not enough to lead you into the formation. Besides, don't be unable to survive because you can't live long. Take some magic pills and can still last a few days. Go and drink with the old bastard Wanluo and listen to the show to raise the turtle. People have to obey the old, and you won't be useful..."

While laughing, he waved his palm and swung out a powerful force, but sent the two elders straight down the mountain. He sat cross-legged on the mountain road, resting for a full incense stick, before he let out a long sigh, slowly stood up and walked towards the fifth formation. Although the injuries on his body had activated the regeneration wood technique and were intact, the blood on the robes were shocking and worried.

“Master…”

Ye Guyin and others flew over to catch the old man Huqin and Zhang Daoyi who were sent down the mountain by Fang Xing. They were in a complicated mood and looked at Fang Xing, who was walking towards the sixth formation with tears in their eyes. They were both heavy and complicated, and it was difficult to describe in one word.

I thought Fang Xing had been deeply trapped in the fifth formation and had no chance of life, but no one expected that he had won a great victory for some reason. He easily broke the formation, and rescued the old man Huqin and Zhang Daoyi who were trapped in the fifth formation. This was really a surprise. He just sat cross-legged on the mountain path to heal his wounds. The cultivators were extremely worried and felt as if they were pressed by a big stone. Now seeing him get up and enter the formation again, he couldn't feel relaxed. When they thought of the shocking glance of the pure Yang Daozi like a god coming to the world, they couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of powerlessness in their hearts, and they didn't dare to think about resisting him at all.

It was the divine power of peerless masters, and it was also the pressure they heard from various legends in the past four years.

Can Fang Xing really fight against the person who is known as the hope of the Northern Region of China?

He still has to fight back and forth. Even if he can break into him all the way, how can his tired body fight against the enemy?

"Little Devil, Mr. Shi has been here for a long time. Let's settle the new and old accounts together!"

In the sixth formation, the formation gate suddenly opened wide, but the angry face of the casting seal was revealed. Behind him, two other peak masters of the Lingqiao Sect and hundreds of Lingqiao Sect disciples all set up a large killing formation, and the murderous aura almost formed a dark cloud on the top of the formation. The murderous aura was like a substance, accompanied by the terrifying wind in the sixth formation, roaring and roaring, making the cultivators at the foot of the mountain shudder.

The passionate shouts came to an abrupt end, and a terrible feeling of depression churned from the hearts of the cultivators.

"Lingqiao Sect... In order to guard the sixth formation, three Jindan Mahayana Peak Masters actually joined forces..."

After a while, a monk from Nanzhan was only shocked and screamed in a trembling voice.

The situation changed too quickly. Before they could survive Fang Xing's desperate situation in the fifth formation, the old man Huqin and Zhang Daoyi recovered from the joy of being rescued by accident. A heart suddenly sank into the bottom of the sea. The Lingqiu Sect, which had the greatest grudges with Fang Xing, actually spent a lot of money like this. It can be said that the power of one sect was put into the sixth formation. This was clearly a situation where Fang Xing was never killed...

For a moment, their hearts seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and at the same time, a look of despair surged.

In the past few formations, they only knew the name of the array but did not know the principles, so they did not know the difficulty. Now, the sixth formation has opened the array gate because of the casting seal, revealing a corner of the formation, which also made them intuitively realize the difficulty of the sixth formation... It is not just about breaking into the formation, it is clearly a battle on the battlefield... All the golden elixir power of the Lingqiao Sect, plus the power of the sixth formation, this difficulty...

Even the Nascent Soul dare not say that he can rush over steadily, let alone the Fangxing in the middle realm of the Golden Pill?

And just now, after seeing Fang Xing come out of the fifth formation, he sat cross-legged on the mountain path to heal his wounds. It was obvious that he was not relaxed at this time. Now that he immediately encountered such a powerful enemy, wouldn’t that be even worse? Forgive him, how can he break through?

Even the Lord of the North Sandao Dao looked a little gentle, and a hint of pleasure flashed across his face.

"This guy has been experiencing the Five Elements Formation in front of me, which really surprised me. Now he died in the sixth Formation, he was relieved!"

The Master of the Talisman Dao looked even more calm: "This boy has a great opportunity. His elixir method has taken a big advantage in the first five formations. It's not that he is really capable. Now the next six formations are all driven by their true skills. I have to see which formation he can last..."

"Haha... OK, we can settle the old and new accounts together. It's shameless. Let's see who can come to save you this time!"

Fang Xing on the mountain rushed into the sixth formation without hesitation, and the formation closed, only smoke and clouds were seen, no one was seen.

However, the shouts of killing in the formation made the cultivators solemn and almost unable to control themselves.

"Haha, little devil, with this strong wind flag and the Netherworld Pearl, where can you hide?"

"Kill! Use the power of the formation to kill this son in one fell swoop. Those who take his head will be promoted to the Son of God of our sect!"

"Wow... At this time, I still dare to act fiercely and kill my disciple of Lingqiao Sect, little devil, I want to tear you into pieces!"

"He is clearly afraid of war! Hurry up, all the disciples form a formation and kill him alive!"

The occasional hissing sound from the formation made the cultivators at the foot of the mountain look terrified, and no one spoke for a long time.

"Three Golden Elixir Mahayana, what should I do if I..."

The anxious voice of monk Nanzhan changed, mixed with fear and worry.

"He already has a deep hatred with Lingqiao Sect. Now that he has finished, Lingqiao Sect has completely put down the dignity of the major sects and sent three peak masters of the Golden Pill Mahayana to deal with a junior like him. This shows that Lingqiao Sect has made up his mind to kill..."

"Oh, he really shouldn't act irresponsible. He insisted on going through the tenth formation. If only he had agreed to the Son of Chunyang just now..."

Ying Qiaoqiao, who was playing the piano, helped her back to the master, sat back on the bluestone, intending to play the piano, but suddenly shed tears. Beside her, among the monks in Nanzhan, a sound of worry and anxiety came into her ears, and sighs were endless. Some even sighed like a disappointment. They felt that Fang Xing had not seized the opportunity just now, which led to his fall into such a jungle.

"Why?"

At this moment, a voice filled with hatred suddenly sounded, and it was Chu Ci, the little princess of Chu King Court. She knelt on the ground at this time, with a very haggard face, her slender fingers tightly stirring the corner of her clothes, tears rolled down her white porcelain-like face, as if she had collapsed, and she almost used all her strength to shout: "Can you just let him go through the Ten Formation of Fengshan for you alone? Why? Why are you all watching here, why are you just let him fight for you alone?"

Everyone avoided the little girl's gaze, and couldn't bear it, and didn't dare to look directly at her.
Chapter completed!