The alien devil is in the city

This made Fang Fan a little confused.

Seeing Fang Fan's behavior, the old man in Qingshan knew that he would not admit it if Fang Fan would not admit it today.

"A ray of the Jiuzhou Ding floated out of your eyes. Didn't you feel it?"

"Is that so, I almost believed it myself."

Fang Fan did not answer but said with a faint smile.

The old man in Qingshan was not angry when he saw Fang Fan not believing it, but grabbed it with his hands, and two small silk threads appeared in his hands.

This surprised Fang Fan a little.

Because he felt that the old man in blue was pulled out of his eyes.

But in this process, I didn't have the ability to resist at all.

This made his brow frown even deeper.

"How is it? What else does Xiaoyou Fang have to say?"

"Senior, you have done this, what else do I have to say?"

"Okay, then you can let me refine it."

"Will this, senior, not be very good?"

"Why is it bad? It's very good, don't worry, I won't care for you, I will let you leave peacefully.

I will remember your contribution when I leave this world."

"Are you really unwilling to let me go?"

"What do you think?"

"There's nothing to talk about."

After Fang Fan finished speaking, he retreated violently, and at the same time, the demonization immediately opened, and the Longquan Sword had already appeared in his hands.

Without any hesitation, a sword stabbed out in the sky.

decisive.

The old man in Qingshan was not surprised at all when he saw Fang Fan's behavior. If Fang Fan had refined it for him obediently, he would find it strange.

When he saw Fang Fan's sword, he was full of disdain. This was too weak, so weak that he was worthy of using a sword.

Then the blue shirt floated, and a blue sword appeared in his hand, and then waved his hand.

The sword comes.

With this sword coming, all the people on this land were rushing towards this side with a sword coming, and at the same time, the sound of explosions in the air came.

But I didn't see the space crack. It seemed that the space here was very stable.

In a moment, countless swords appeared in front of Fang Fan's sword sky, and the speed was so fast that even Fang Fan did not expect it.

This old man is so strong, so powerful that it makes no sense.

After Yijiantian disappeared, the swords continued to stab Fang Fan.

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, then became blood red, and at the same time, his breath instantly reached the top. Then he saw a flash of sword light, and 2,000 slashes were emitted instantly.

Then I saw that the coming sword began to disappear under this sword light and finally disappeared.

It disappears quickly and thoroughly.

The collision between this space did not cause much fluctuation in two moves, which is enough to show that this space is powerful.

The old man in green clothes retreated wildly as the sword light continued to stab, and his face was not as relaxed as before but solemn as before.

He didn't expect that Fang Fan was so strong that he was not inferior to him at all.

Why is the nine saints so strong this time without his place?

Did the Heavenly Dao also see it?

I originally wanted to hurt Fang Fan with one move, but it seemed that this idea would not work.

If he doesn't give his all, he will have no chance to catch Fang Fan.

Now he began to regret that he had not investigated clearly before he arrested him.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply."

"The old ghost in blue shirt, no, what can I hide myself? When did you see me hiding?"

Since they all turned against each other, Fang Fan stopped pretending, and he was the old ghost.

Qingshan was so shocked by Fang Fan's words that he couldn't speak. At the same time, he thought about it. Fang Fan's words seemed to make sense and nothing wrong.

"No matter what you do, I will refine you today."

"Oh, it depends on whether you have that ability."

Fang Fan's eyes were full of disdain after hearing this, and at the same time, he lamented why this older generation of strong men was so superior?

Why do you think you are better than others?

As soon as Fang Fan finished speaking, he saw that he was surrounded by countless swords, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Fang Fan.

The scene was grand, and Fang Fan himself did not expect it.

"The swords are one."

Then all these swords stabbed Fang Fan.

Fang Fan's golden body was opened, and his peak saint's body was perfectly integrated.

At the same time, his sword kept waving.

Sword curtains appeared one by one.

Looking at such a weak sword curtain, the old man in blue shirt was full of disdain.

"Haha, can you block it so weak?"

At the same time, he was even more excited. He knew how strong his move was.

Fang Fan didn't dodge and took the initiative to attack, but he actually wanted to block my move with resistance. Did he think too much?

Haha, God really helped me. I thought I couldn’t catch Fang Fan this time, but then I knew it was going to work.

At the same time, the second move of the Heavenly Dungeon Cage appeared and rushed towards Fang Fan.

He didn't want the injured Fang Fan to escape after a while.

This is the meat on the chopping board, how could he escape?

When countless swords were on these sword screens, the sword screen instantly shattered, and the old man in blue was very satisfied.

But when he saw the stab on Jin, he frowned.

But this golden body only resisted for a moment, and in this moment, it blocked the ten thousand swords halfway.

Then the golden body was broken.

After seeing the golden body broken, the old man in blue was relieved.

Haha, this Fang Fan is dead, I think what

What to do?

However, when he saw that the remaining swords were useless against Fang Fan, he was a little confused.

this?

Is my Wanjian fake?

How is it possible? Every sword was created by yourself, how is it possible?

That?

Then he thought of something and took a breath of cold air.

I really didn't expect that this is the peak physical strong man of saints.

Then he saw the aura of the Tao emitted from the body, and he immediately understood.

this?

How do you fight?

Even if you win, then you catch it.

But what can I use to refine such a strong body?

It’s a headache when I think of this.

I really didn't expect that one step was wrong, which caused one step to go wrong.

No, so what if Fang Fanqiang?

That is the important thing about my way, and then the murderous aura of the whole body is essential, and countless murderous intents quickly form the killing avenue.

Fang Fan immediately took a breath when he saw the old man in green clothes.

How many people did this old man in blue shirt kill?

Only then can you have such a strong murderous aura?

I really didn't expect that this gentle and kind old man would prove his truth by killing him.

It is really a person who knows his face but not his heart.

"Boy, you already know my secret, so you don't need to exist in this world, die."

Then a blood-red sword energy stabbed Fang Fan.

As soon as the sword energy came out, the surroundings were immediately dyed red with blood, and countless negative emotions were also shrouded in them. At the same time, the murderous aura wandered around even more crazily.

If a general saint appears around, he will be instantly turned into powder by these murderous auras.

Fang Fan was already retreating wildly at this time, and at the same time, Longquan had already flew out to meet the sword.

The sword energy and the sword collided.

It explodes like a red bomb at the collision.

But it disappeared instantly, and the Longquan Sword did not return to Fang Fan's hand but continued to fly towards the old man in Qingshan.

The moment the Longquan Sword disappeared, the old man in green also disappeared.

Just where the old man in Qingshan disappeared, the Longquan Sword appeared, and cracks appeared in the space there.

If the old man in blue shirt doesn't leave, the old man in blue shirt will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.

After the old man Qingshan appeared, he stabbed Longquan without any hesitation. The Longquan sword disappeared and then appeared in Fang Fan's hand.

The old man in green wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stared at Fang Fan.

I never felt the crisis of death. I felt it today. How could it be easy for him to forget it?

"Boy, this is what you forced me."

When Fang Fan heard this, he felt that this was so familiar.