The alien devil is in the city

"I don't need to be proud, what I need is your life and everything here."

"Is that true? If you want these things from me, it depends on whether you have the ability."

After saying that, he cut his knife in his chest again.

Slashed out horizontally.

The already calm space rioted again.

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, and Mie was at all afraid.

When this knife hits the front of you.

Cut out 300.

The sword light disappeared, and at the same time, the sword master slashed and flew far away.

At the same time, a knife mark on his chest made a mouthful of blood spit out of the corner of his mouth.

"Owner?"

"It's okay, don't come over."

Dao Zun immediately took out a pill and swallowed it in pain. This was his only top pill.

Because he would never use it in his life, he would never have thought that he would use it so soon.

As soon as the pill was in the mouth, the wound on the sword master was completely cured.

At the same time, his realm is improving wildly.

Originally, the cultivation level of the first level of the Immortal Emperor had actually been upgraded to the early stage of the second level of the Immortal Emperor.

As soon as the initial stage of the second level of the Immortal Emperor's cultivation level was released, a powerful pressure surged towards Fang Fan.

Fang Fan's face changed wildly, and his golden bodies were all turned on.

The body also quickly escaped.

When Fang Fan left, a sharp sword energy slashed at the place where Fang Fan was standing, and a big deep pit immediately cracked on the ground.

The sword intent in the deep pit is very terrifying. If a Golden Immortal is standing here now, he will be instantly torn to pieces by the sword intent.

The sword master was not absolutely surprised by Fang Fan's departure just now. At the same time, the knife in his hand also quickly slashed out, accurately slashing to the place where Fang Fan appeared.

When the second sword arrived in front of him, Fang Fan's sword drawing technique was even faster, and the sword drawing technique was also crazy.

"Touch..." Countless sounds of bumps sounded in front of Fang Fan, and Fang Fan's body retreated wildly at the same time.

In an instant, he retreated to the distance, and then a huge peach blossom blocked it, and the sword energy that came again...

In this way, the two fought hundreds of ways in a moment.

Fang Fan found that he was gradually suppressed by him, which unexpectedly happened.

This battle is getting stronger and stronger, as if it is his patent, but now it has been snatched away by someone, which makes him very upset.

Just when he was wondering whether he wanted to be demonized, a huge claw slapped at him, which made Fang Fan know that Feng Long's injury was almost healed.

Come and siege yourself.

Is it so easy to siege yourself?

Fang Fan, who was slapped away by his claws, began to transform into demons. With the blessing of fighting spirit, his demonization speed was extremely fast, and his whole body was wrapped in demonic energy in a moment.

The Longquan sword in his hand also turned painted black.

"Human, demon, you...you are a monster." The sword master felt the threat of death at the moment Fang Fan completely transformed into demonization, which made him a little scared.

At the same time, he was roaring: "Xiaofeng, go."

"No, I will die with my master." Xiaofeng refused to leave first.

Dao Zun said helplessly: "Fuck him together, haha, Xiaofeng, haha...... We haven't fought for a long time, this may be our last battle.

Then let's fight once."

"Okay, master..."

Before Feng Long could say a few words, he saw Fang Fan's sword energy stabbing. He had to shut up immediately and swing his tail towards the sword energy.

"Puchi"

The sword energy directly cut off Fenglong's tail.

“Ah…………………………………”

The severe pain made Feng Long scream.

"Xiaofeng, looking for death, boy, I dare to hurt me Xiaofeng, I want you to die."

"Looking through the void finger."

At this time, the sword master looked up at the sky, with no joy or sorrow, raised his hand gently and pointed it out with one finger.

This point of view, the world immediately changed color, and the void began to vibrate, but only for a moment.

But that terrifying pressure did not reduce the madness, trying to crush Fang Fan.

This made Fang Fan frown, and he also knew that this finger sword master had not been trained at home. If he had been trained at home, he would probably die of death now.

It would be so terrifying that he had not practiced at home. If he had practiced at home, he would not even dare to imagine it at this time.

At the same time, a super large peach blossom stood in front of me.

The peach blossom was instantly poked into pieces by this finger, and then rushed towards Fang Fan quickly.

Fang Fan retreated and stabbed a sword in the sky.

Yi Jiantian only made this finger slow for a moment, but it was still useless. He rushed towards Fang Fan, and seemed to have never given up until he killed Fang Fan.

When this finger was about to poke Fang Fan's body, Fang Fan's sword drawing technique produced 300 slashes, and the sword light flashed.

This finger was unwilling to disappear, and at the same time, Fang Fan's sword-pulling technique also disappeared.

This surprised Fang Fan very much. He could clearly know how powerful his sword-piling 300 swordsmanship was.

And now

The self just offsets this finger.

At the same time, the solemn is the sword master. This finger has consumed all his spiritual power and soul. Now he can no longer fight a protracted battle with Fang Fan.

Now he only has one last move.

"A sword of death." After saying that, the sword master quickly slashed out.

With this knife, his eyes were firm, and his body began to dry out quickly.

"No, master..."

Feng Long saw that his master tried his best to use this sword for him, and this sword only divided life and death, not the others.

After this knife, Fang Fan also felt the breath of death. At the same time, the blood in his body was flowing rapidly, and the demonic energy became stronger.

The 300-slashing sword technique was countless times that before. When the Death Sword and the slashing sword technique collided, the sword light blocked it.

But in the end it disappeared.

Just as the sword light disappeared, Feng Long shouted wildly: "Ah...Master......"

When Dao Zun saw that he did not win in the end, he smiled bitterly in his heart, and there were talents in the world.

It’s worth living for so many years, but it’s a pity that Xiaofeng is.

The last look was to look at Fenglong.

A sigh came from his mouth. When he got Xiaofeng, he wanted to be with him for the rest of his life and protect him for the rest of his life, but he did not fulfill his promise.

This is his last regret.

Then his body began to split into two halves and finally disappeared.

"Ah, no, master, I don't want to leave you."

Fang Fan originally wanted to attack Feng Long again, but found that Feng Long had no breath of life.

Then Feng Long's body began to become illusory.

Finally, he chased the sword master and left.

This person and Yilong have a deep relationship.

Fang Fan looked at it, then sighed and thought that at this time he thought of Erha and the Bloodthirsty Ghost Worm, and he didn't know how they were.

After a moment, Fang Fan, who had retracted his thoughts, began to look at the space, and then his divine thoughts swept into the space, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.

Haha, it is worth spending so much energy to kill the sword master and Fenglong, and now Sister Hua and Lord Quyou City are dead.

Then all of this is your own.

Then he flashed and disappeared.

What appeared was in a wooden house, which was obviously the place where Daozun lived.

There was a storage ring on a wooden table in the wooden house, which made Fang Fan understand why he didn't see the storage ring on the Saber Lord.