Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 943
Only then did Fang Yan realize that the Art of Stars, Fog and Mirage, which was rarely used after cultivation, had other effects, but he didn't expect that what he did would make the two of them even more murderous. Suddenly, the power of the talisman increased sharply, bursts of breath invaded the mist of the Mirage of the Stars, and then suppressed the spirituality of the Dawu Sword Formation again, followed by the power of the flying sword that was once again enhanced by the cultivator surnamed Bai.

Unexpectedly, these two distracted mid-stage cultivators were so difficult to deal with, and being so persecuted by each other, Fang Yan couldn't help but feel a little depressed: "I was just a little bit procrastinated before, but I didn't expect it to reach this point, but if I just want to rely on this If he killed himself, it would be even worse. At worst, he might as well throw out the body of the distracted mid-stage cultivator who had just been killed and blew himself up. Even if he couldn't kill the two of them directly, he would definitely be able to open a way out .”

Thinking about this, the dialect that was suppressed by the two people did not show panic, and still calmly urged the Dawu sword formation to confront the flying sword power of the monk named Bai, no matter how you suppress it, as long as you can't break Dawu Sword array, what is there to be afraid of?

It's just that being so persecuted by the other party, Fang Yan also felt a lot of anger in his heart. Regarding the formation and the formation runes, Fang Yan has always been very confident, but today he was suppressed by that person with a talisman. The runes are different, but they are also of the same origin.

Fang Yan completely submerged his spiritual consciousness into the Dawu sword formation, but he wanted to use the formation technique to break the power of this talisman.

Just counting breaths, dozens of breaths have passed, nearly a hundred breaths have passed, and there is still no progress. If there is enough time, maybe the dialect can explore something. How difficult it is to find out immediately in the current battle. This talisman The mystery contained in it is vaguely similar to the formation runes mastered by the dialect, but it is very different after careful exploration. The suppression of the Dawu sword formation is getting tighter and tighter, and dozens of flying swords have already hovered around the dialect. Within the range of half a foot.

Fang Yan didn't seem to notice that if it wasn't for the constant power of the Dawu Sword Formation, the Hu Daoists in the star burial robes would have thought that Fang Yan was silent and unable to extricate themselves, and the somewhat anxious Hu Taoists didn't disturb Fang Yan's thoughts , just urging the star burial robe with all his strength, guarding against all kinds of aura powers that may attack and kill.

Suddenly, Daoist Hu heard Fang Yan shouting, and at the same time, there was joy from Fang Yan's heart. Looking at Fang Yan again, Daoist Hu saw a scene of surprise.

The Dawu Sword Formation, which had been suppressed more and more before, still hovered within less than half a foot of Fang Yan's side, but the originally dim sword light suddenly rose sharply, even a little fiercer than before.

Yep?Daoren Hu could clearly sense that the aura of the talismans outside had not yet dissipated, and the spirituality in the Thunder Sword of the Dawu Sword Formation was still ignorant. It was impossible for such a flash of power to happen.For a moment, Taoist Hu was a little confused, but Taoist Hu's doubts were only momentary. Just when a thought came to him, the two monks who greeted the sword light of the Dawu Sword Formation outside also called out Taoist Hu. Conjecture: "Taoism?"

The Dawu Sword Formation, whose spirituality was suppressed by the voodoo talisman, suddenly shot out a sword light power that contained will. A little restrained, the power of the second sword light is even worse. It was originally a battle of suppression and anti-suppression. With the sudden increase in the power of the Dawu Sword Formation, the power of the flying sword of the monk surnamed Bai was first affected. With the sound of the roar of the golden sword, the power of the flying sword with extraordinary momentum was repelled by dozens of feet.

"Haha, kill me." The voice of the dialect yelled again, and there was excitement that could not be concealed. Several sword lights flashed at the same time, two of which greeted the returning flying sword power of cultivator Bai. Dao just slashed back and forth in the surrounding void.

The seemingly useless action caused the monk surnamed Qiao to exclaim: "Don't worry, boy." He who has never urged the killing method, while speaking, he also sacrificed a long knife magic weapon to attack the dialect , is also a middle-grade spiritual weapon, but its power is much worse than that of Bai's flying sword. No wonder he didn't make a move before. Imprisoning the surroundings, the killing power of this long knife is not worthy of the title of mid-stage monk.

"Not giving up yet? Let's see if you can block it." By accident, it was a dialect that integrated one's will into the Dawu Sword Formation. It was the time when he was in high spirits, and when he sensed the opponent's actions, he just sneered, Spurred out a series of sword lights, and as these sword lights shuttled back and forth, the already suppressed Dawu sword array in front of Fang Yan gradually became agile. It turned out that those sword lights going back and forth were actually used by dialect to cut off the aura of the talisman.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, don't hold back any more. The power of the talisman will not last long. If this continues, I'm afraid it will be broken by this person. At that time, it will be you and me who will run away in embarrassment." Joe was shocked and angry. The monk surnamed shouted loudly, already a little flustered.

With a roar, he saw Cultivator Bai spit out another mouthful of breath, which was mixed with some gold. In such a situation, this monk used the method of pressing the bottom of the box again, spewing out his own blood, and immediately died. What came was the power of his flying sword increased again. If it was said that it was only equivalent to the power of a high-grade spiritual weapon before, what the flying sword now reveals is the real aura of a high-grade spiritual weapon.

It just seemed a bit late, and when he sensed the aura of this high-grade spiritual weapon, his dialect expression moved slightly, several sword lights instantly merged into one, and went straight towards this flying sword that was forcibly upgraded to the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon with the help of the essence of life And go: "If it is a real high-grade spiritual weapon, I will be a little more cautious. With the blood of my life, I want to see how much blood of my life can be squandered."

Every time there is a bombardment, you can see that cultivator surnamed Bai trembles. As the dialect says, this flying sword, which was originally a middle-grade spiritual weapon, was forcibly promoted. After all, it is not a high-grade spiritual weapon. During the killing, not only the flying sword itself was bombarded, but also the monk surnamed Bai who was closely related to him.

However, there were already hundreds of impacts in a short time. Although the flying sword's high-grade spiritual weapon was mighty, the dialect's Dawu Sword Formation sword light was not much weaker, but what the dialect lost was only the mana of the consciousness. He could hold on for a long time, but the cultivator surnamed Bai didn't have the confidence to speak in dialect, otherwise he wouldn't have waited until this time to do so.

Even if the two monks regretted it, it was too late. Seeing that their bombardment and killing methods were not effective, the opponent's aura became stronger and stronger. At this moment, the two of them would no longer think that they could take advantage of this early-stage monk who was distracted. It's cheaper now, it's not about whether we can defeat the other party to grab how many magic weapons, maybe what we want to think about now is how to minimize the loss, but if we stop now, the two of them have already lost a lot of money, a Fubao talisman, and The natal essence and blood of monk surnamed Bai.

Dialect, who mobilized the Dawu Sword Formation to bombard and kill, sensed some spiritual fluctuations between the two monks, and then heard the monk surnamed Bai sternly shouting: "Boy, take another hit."

Hearing the monk's shout, Fang Yan's heart trembled, and a dangerous aura suddenly flashed out. In an instant, a burst of power burst out, and a huge impact blasted towards Fang Yan.

this is?Dialect immediately sensed the movement of the other party. Dialect, who has long used the magic weapon of self-explosion as his means, finally met an opponent who blew up his own magic weapon, and this opponent turned out to be a man whose cultivation level was higher than his own. As a mid-god cultivator, I don't know whether to be proud or to call it unlucky.

At this time, Dialect has no time to think about these thoughts. The moment he sensed this power, he stopped bombarding the surroundings. He was about to withdraw the Dawu Sword Formation, and at the same time, the power of the Star Burial Robe was pushed to the extreme. .

A high-grade spiritual weapon, even if it is only a high-grade spiritual weapon that is forcibly upgraded with the help of secret methods, its power must not be underestimated if it explodes like this. In an instant, Fang Yan, who was wearing the star burial robe, sensed a huge wave. The impact hit himself.

(End of this chapter)