I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 308 Fierce Battle

On the stands in the distance.

The Nascent Soul cultivators also had different expressions.

"Interesting, this Fellow Daoist Fang is amazing." Lin Ci nodded repeatedly.

Xue Zhongtian and Shi Xuan showed approval.

Only Jing Ningfeng's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word.

Ximen Kun, as the ninth level of Jindan of Taixuanmen, lost so quickly, which made him feel ashamed.

Of course, several Nascent Soul Stages understood that this was a loss in the rules of fighting skills, and they were kicked out of the arena.

If it is a wild encounter, a battle of life and death, it is another matter.

Ximen Kun still has the strength to fight again, and when he recovers and sacrifices his magic weapon and supernatural power, the result is not certain.

But no matter what, losing is losing.

Ximen Kun fell to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Fang Han fiercely.

In this fight, he was defeated in less than five breaths, and he was extremely useless.

"very good."

With a faint voice, Zhao Yulong stood up slowly.

"I thought I wouldn't need to play, Fang Daoyou, you have successfully aroused my interest." Zhao Yulong said with a light smile.

Then step by step onto the battle stage, the fierce momentum came oppressively.

"Sand coins." Fang Han frowned, and spit out two words lightly. It was an almost forgotten foul language that hadn't been said in seven or eighty years, and it was inexplicably cool to say it at this time.

When he was on earth, he couldn't understand people who pretended to be fake.

Many people around heard these two words, but no one knew what it meant, and no one paid attention.

Instead, they whispered to each other.

"Although Master Fang defeated Ximen Kun just now."

"But that was a surprise, it was a sneak attack."

"Ximen Kun fought Jing Caizhu for a long time before, and his mana was also consumed a lot, and he was caught by surprise again."

"But now when I meet Zhao Yulong, it's different."

"The other party is prepared, and he is the pinnacle of the ninth level of Jindan. No. 1 under the Nascent Soul Stage of Taixuanmen, Master Fang will basically lose."

"However, even if Master Fang loses, it is an honor to lose."

"It's just a pity that Shuiyue Xianmen will lose the treasure land of Lan Ning Island in the end."

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, Zhao Yulong stepped onto the stage.

But in fact, he was fully on guard against Fang Han's sudden attack.

The extremely fast fire spiritual power and fire-type supernatural power made him feel a lot of pressure.

Fang Han's face was cold. It can be said that this is the strongest of the same level he has encountered since he reached the golden core stage.

"If I can defeat this person, does it mean that I can fight against the Nascent Soul Stage at the later stage of Jindan?" Fang Han was taken aback by his own thought.

"Fang Daoyou, be careful!" To everyone's surprise, after Zhao Yulong stepped onto the stage, he actually made the first move.

Apparently he wanted to get a head start, too.

I saw a fierce light flash in his eyes, and with a flick of his ten fingers, ten sharp cold lights flew out of his hand like lightning in an instant, and shot straight at Fang Han.

The latter's complexion moved, and he flicked his ten fingers repeatedly, but sixteen great five-element void sword qi burst out.

Boom boom boom!There was an explosion in the air.

The sixteen void sword qi wiped out the opponent's sharp cold light, and the remaining three, gold, fire, and earth sword qi continued to shoot at Zhao Yulong.

at the same time.

Swish!

Afterimages flashed on both sides at the same time, Fang Han and Zhao Yulong disappeared after blurring in place at the same time.

Where Fang Han was originally standing, a nearly transparent dagger protruded impressively, and where Zhao Yulong was originally standing, three sword qis fell through.

In this short moment, both sides have nothing to do with each other!
When Zhao Yulong's figure hadn't appeared again, he saw a golden light flashing on his hand.

After a flash, dense golden threads appeared, covering the afterimage on the opposite side.

This dense golden thread is obviously transformed by a powerful magic weapon, it is extremely sharp!

If Fang Han's figure is not allowed to materialize, he will be torn apart!
"Bah!"

Seven shining flying swords of various colors burst out.

I saw all kinds of monstrous sword lights shining, and the sword intent soared to the sky for a while, and the light flourished!
"Seven magic weapon flying swords with different attributes!"

Everyone was shocked.

Xue Zhongtian, who is a lineage of sword cultivators in the South China Sea, was even more shocked.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, seven flying swords, shooting and spinning in the air, flying up and down.

Cut off all the opponent's golden threads at once, and slash towards Zhao Yulong fiercely.

At the same time, the latter was shocked, and after a hideous look appeared on his face, he sacrificed two defensive magic weapons to protect himself, then suddenly raised his big hand, and grabbed Fang Han who was opposite him.

After seeing a blue light flashing.

"Pfft" sound.

There was a violent fluctuation in the space above Fang Han, and then a hundred-foot-high bluestone hill suppressed Fang Han.

Before the bluestone mountain really fell, a huge invisible force had locked on Fang Han.

Fang Han felt suffocated, the air around him was repelled, and the void around him seemed to be frozen directly, locked tightly, and there was nowhere to escape.

If other Golden Core cultivators faced this situation, especially in the middle stage of Golden Core, they would probably have to burn their potential to save their lives.

However, Fang Han threw it with one hand.

The Wujisuo Tianyin came out of the sky, and suddenly grew to a hundred feet in midair, and then shattered the bluestone mountain with a bang.

"How is this possible? What kind of magic weapon is this?" Zhao Yulong was astonished.

The Wuji Suotian Seal had already been thrown towards him.

"Hmph!" He sneered, flicked his big sleeve, and tentacles shot out from the sleeve at once, wrapping around the Wujisuotian Seal like thorns.

Fang Han was taken aback, it was somewhat similar to his poison ivy demon plant.

However, he immediately laughed secretly in his heart, the supernatural power of this wood system still couldn't help Wujisuo Tianyin.

Sure enough, with a bang, the Wujisuotian Seal suddenly broke through the thorns, and hit Zhao Yulong's shield with a bang.

Kacha shield shattered, Zhao Yulong suddenly injected mana, and forcibly turned into a giant hammer to hit the Wujisuotian seal head-on.

Wuji Suotian Seal flew back, and his figure flickered, his face pale.

The seven flying swords strangled again, and the next moment, Zhao Yulong hurriedly slapped in front of him, the void in front of him fluctuated, and a black long knife suddenly appeared, followed by black runes flashing continuously on the black long knife.

All of a sudden, thousands of sword lights burst out, flying up and down, resisting the seven flying swords.

Fang Han's eyes were fixed, and this black long knife turned out to be an ancient treasure, even higher than Wujisuo Tianyin.

It depicts powerful rune restraints, which can barely withstand his seven-mouthed Yuanshen flying sword.

But at this time, after turning the other hand over, a handful of faint green flames appeared.

Then with a flick of his wrist, the green flame turned into a stream of light and shot out, followed by a green fire dragon roaring out suddenly.

Bite suddenly at Fang Han.

Before the fire dragon arrived, a stench came over his face. This was not transformed by mana, but the supernatural power released by some fire magic weapon.

"Playing with fire with me?" Fang Han sneered.

He tapped with one hand, and the cyan-red Sea Heart Flame flew straight out, turning into a fire dragon in mid-air and meeting him.

It swallowed the opponent's green fire dragon all at once.

But at the same time, a warning sign rose in his heart.

The next second, with a bang, Fang Han disappeared in place.

Two sharp air blades had bombarded where he was standing.

The fierce shock wave still affected him, Fang Han only felt his blood tumbling.

Can't help staring at it.

On both sides, I don't know when two soldiers of Jindan stage appeared, staring at him coldly.

"It's a puppet of the Golden Core Stage!"

"It's actually still two golden core mid-stage, about five or six levels of strength."

"Oh my god, fellow daoists are doomed to lose here!"

The people around watching the battle exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)