Fang Xiaoyu and others were watching the battle, and Changmei Zhenren and others were also watching the battle. It can be said that this battle has a considerable impact.

If Ling Donglai wins, then the morale of Emei disciples is likely to fall to the valley. Once Ling Donglai is defeated, then the morale of Emei disciples will be high. Fang Xiaoyu wants to deal with Emei, but he is afraid that he will have to see what price he will pay.

The Feixue Sword is naturally the natal flying sword of Elder Tianyi, and its power is naturally not bad. It slashed down with one sword, and even the void ripples appeared.

Now even Ling Donglai dared not be careless at all. He might be killed by this life flying sword if he was accidentally killed.

Ling Donglai has no special preference for weapons and other things. In the Tang Dynasty, Ling Donglai has always used fists to reason against enemies, so Ling Donglai has practiced a pair of fists over the years. These fists are weaved bit by bit with thousands of years of silk, and it incorporates many top spiritual materials. When it comes to materials, these fists can be considered top-notch among magic weapons.

After years of warming up, the fist gloves had already been integrated into his bones. With the thoughts, the fist appeared on the fist. Facing the falling flying sword, Donglai made a long roar and thrust his fist towards the flying sword.

With a bang, the flying sword flew backwards, and even accompanied by the screams of Emei disciples.

Elder Tianyi's face was pale because of the injury of the flying sword in his natal, and looked at Fang Xiaoyu in surprise. It was obvious that he could not have thought that Fang Xiaoyu could take over his sword.

Flying next to Changmei Zhenren, Tianyi Zhenren said with shame: "Tianyi is incompetent, which disappoints the leader."

Changmei shook her head slowly and said, "Elder Tianyi doesn't have to blame himself so much. This person can beat you because his strength is not inferior to you. In addition, his pair of fists is a pair of top-level magic weapons. You fought against the demonic powerhouses under the old monster Youquan before, and your vitality has been severely exhausted. Now his strength is being exerted, so it is understandable that you are defeated by him."

Although Elder Tianyi was defeated by the Emei disciples' bad morale, Changmei Zhenren still comforted Elder Tianyi.

Elder Tianyi had already experienced it, and even his shoulders were smashed. It can only be said that Ling Donglai's strength was beyond his expectations.

After glanced at me, Song Que, Ling Donglai, Bai Qi, Li Ruohai and others were all powerful people at the level of Earth Immortals. Among them, he could not see through Fang Xiaoyu's aura. The cultivation level of the others could be seen by Changmei Zhenren.

Although Fang Xiaoyu's group is not bad at all, Emei is not weak either.

If it is on weekdays, Fang Xiaoyu and others may be worthy of Emei, but they are definitely not Emei's opponents.

But now it is different. I just experienced a fierce battle. Not one or two of the strong men in Emei fell, and even the strong men in Earth Immortals fell as many as five people.

Not to mention anything else, there are as many as two Emei Earth Immortals killed by the Iron-Faced Man. Only after paying the price of two Earth Immortals was the one who killed the Iron-Faced Man.

Even if Emei has a strong family background, it cannot withstand such a series of consumption.

Five earth immortals fell, and now there are four earth immortals left. This also requires the addition of Changmei Zhenren. In addition to Changmei Zhenren, there are only three earth immortal strong men.

Two of them are middle-grade earth immortals. Although they consume a lot of energy, they still have to fight here again. If they face Fang Xiaoyu and others, they are not completely at a disadvantage.

Looking at the real person Changmei, Fang Xiaoyu said, "Old Taoist Changmei, as long as you burn your soul in front of me, then I can guarantee that I will not hurt you Emei at all."

The real man Changmei couldn't help staring at Fang Xiaoyu, as if he wanted to see what Fang Xiaoyu said, but Dan Chenzi said excitedly: "Master, don't be fooled by him, he is lying to you."

Fang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Zhangmei Zhenren, don't you think about these Emei disciples behind you? Do you have to watch them die if they die?"

The Changmei Zhenren stared at Fang Xiaoyu and said word by word: "Sorry, I can't believe you!"

Fang Xiaoyu laughed and said, "It's not that you can't believe me, but that you are greedy for life and fear of death. Since you want to watch your disciples die one by one, I will fulfill you."

"Go on."

Suddenly, Ling Donglai and others divided into incarnations, hundreds of thousands, which were the incarnations that were cultivated by everyone after practicing the incarnation technique.

Although the incarnation is only a little bit of strength, it cannot withstand the number of incarnation. In addition, they are just going to deal with those Emei disciples, not against the Earth Immortal Elders in Emei, so the incarnation's strength is enough.

The few people released nearly a thousand incarnations together. Seeing this scene in Changmei Zhenren's eyes, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Wanhua Clan Sutra, this is the Wanhua Clan Sutra!"

As expected, Emei, which has a profound heritage and a long-standing heritage, can even recognize the Wanhua clone scripture.

The Wanhua clone scripture was very famous back then. I don’t know how many strong people lost their lives to compete for the Wanhua clone scripture. However, the Changmei Zhenren never thought that the Wanhua clone scripture would appear on Fang Xiaoyu and others.

Although Fang Xiaoyu did not appear incarnation, these people have practiced the incarnation technique, which means that Fang Xiaoyu must have mastered this incarnation technique.

After the shock, Changmei Zhenren focused on Fang Xiaoyu, and Fang Xiaoyu was threatened even more than Ling Donglai and others.

Just looking at Fang Xiaoyu's incarnation did not even release it, it can be seen that Fang Xiaoyu's target is him. Changmei Zhenren was more vigilant.

At this moment, a figure walked out of Fang Xiaoyu's body and stepped forward step by step. However, the momentum on his body slowly increased. After only nine steps, the opponent's momentum had reached its peak.

"The Second Yuanshen, you have actually cultivated the Second Yuanshen."

Looking at the two almost identical figures of Fang Xiaoyu, the long-browed real man exclaimed, and suddenly realized that the person who walked out was not an incarnation, but a real second soul.

The second soul Changmei Zhenren is not good at it, but he has not practiced. It’s not that he doesn’t want to, because he can’t find a suitable innate spirit bead.

Although some spirit beads born in the bodies of demons can also be used to cultivate the second soul, the qualifications of the second soul cultivated in this way can be imagined, perhaps far inferior to the original. In this way, the second soul can be imagined.

Since he practices, he must practice the strongest one. So even if he mastered the secret method of cultivating the second soul, he still couldn't find a suitable innate spirit bead for him to practice.

However, Fang Xiaoyu's second soul cultivation is even stronger than the original, which obviously means that Fang Xiaoyu has obtained an innate spirit bead to cultivate the second soul.

The Changmei Zhenren was so envious, jealous and hated. His dignified Emei Master was unable to find the innate spirit bead to cultivate the second soul, but Fang Xiaoyu got the innate spirit bead and cultivated such a powerful second soul.

The second soul said to Changmei Zhenren: "Changmei, today we only have one of you and I can stay alive on this Emei."

Changmei Zhenren glared at her eyes: "Fang Xiaoyu, you are a traitor, and the ancestors of Emei are watching in the fairy world, if..."

"kill!"

The second soul took action and saw a flying sword heading straight for the Changmei Zhenren. Seeing this, the Changmei Zhenren hurriedly sacrificed the flying sword. The two flying swords collided and entangled in the air. However, the flying swords were brought to the flying sword, and Fang Xiaoyu's second soul and Changmei Zhenren also fought closely together.

The Changmei Zhenren was at a disadvantage when they fought. It was because the energy consumption of the old monster Youquan was too severe when fighting with him. Otherwise, with his strength, he would not have been suppressed by the second soul.

Fang Xiaoyu spent so much effort, wasn’t it for this moment that the old monster Youquan was severely injured by Changmei Zhenren, and Changmei Zhenren also paid the price, and his own strength was seriously damaged. This was the best time he was looking forward to.

"Golden Crow Divine Needle."

As he spoke, dazzling golden light flashed by, three hundred and sixty-five golden needles flew out, and shot straight towards Changmei Zhenren.

The Changmei Zhenren was shocked and instinctively sacrificed the Haotian Mirror. The two magic weapons collided together, and there were jingling sounds on the Haotian Mirror.

Fang Xiaoyu looked at the audience and saw that the Golden Crow Divine Needle was blocked by the Changmei Zhenren, and frowned. When he was about to take action, he suddenly saw Changmei Zhenren roaring and a spiritual talisman appeared in his hand.

"Yellow Turbans, now."

I saw that talisman gathering the energy of heaven and earth in the air and slowly turned into a Yellow Turban Strongman. The Yellow Turban Strongman exuded a unique aura of a celestial immortal. It turned out to be a Yellow Turban Strongman puppet at the level of a celestial immortal.

It is indeed worthy of being the Emei, which has a long history. There are so many treasures, even the celestial immortal-level Yellow Turban Powerful Puppet Spirit Talisman.

Fortunately, this is a puppet transformed from a talisman. Even if it has the strength of a celestial immortal, it does not have the consciousness of a celestial immortal. Otherwise, when the Yellow Turban Warehouses at the celestial immortal level appeared, Fang Xiaoyu would immediately run away.

But at the moment, Fang Xiaoyu was not panicked. Instead, when the Yellow Turban Powerful Puppet had just taken shape, he stretched out his hand and saw an ancient stone tablet smashing towards the Yellow Turban Powerful Puppet.

The Seven Killing Monument fell down with a bang, and the Yellow Turban Strongman flew out, and the dazzling light emitted from his body dimmed a little.

Seeing this, Fang Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, which meant that his blow just now caused damage to the Yellow Turban Strongman.

The Seven Killing Monument rose and fell, and it hit the Yellow Turban Strongly. The Yellow Turban Strongly Climbed up and was smashed down when he got up, then got up, and then was smashed down again.

Fang Xiaoyu looked at the Yellow Turban Strongman being stunned by the Seven Killing Monument, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and looked at the Changmei Zhenren.

The Changmei Zhenren dreamed that the Yellow Turban Strongman condensed from the puppet talisman he had taken out with gritted teeth and was actually shocked by Fang Xiaoyu with a treasure.
Chapter completed!