An Ordinary Path to Immortality

When Fang Ping and Luo Yun attacked just now, they caused quite a stir. Now there are cultivators who have come to check with their consciousness.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Ping, who has regained his composure, said: "Continue to break the formation, and go back with us to save people."

"Go back? Are you kidding? I escaped with great difficulty. Do you know that if I fall into their hands, they will definitely cut me into pieces." Song Wujie seemed very excited.

He himself is also quite strong, and he is not a lamb to be slaughtered.

Even if he had tricked Zuo Chunqiu and was a little bit at a disadvantage when facing the two of them, he would not be weak if he really had to fight.

To put it another way, even if he couldn't beat them, he would run away with all his heart. With his years of experience and means of escaping, they would definitely not be able to catch up with him.

"Take out your magic treasure to break the formation and break the formation with me, or I will kill you and then do it myself."

Fang Ping was anxious. Zuo Chunqiu was facing many powerful people and was in danger of falling at any time.

He was in no mood to waste time with this guy.

"Haven't you all seen it just now? There's no way to break the formation." Song Wujie explained, and at the same time he had already started planning his escape route.

These two guys are concerned about Zuo Chunqiu's safety, so they will definitely not chase him desperately.

"Break the formation, otherwise, die!" Luo Yun said in a cold tone, resisting the urge to kill Song Wujie immediately.

"Okay, but my spiritual treasure really can't break the formation. Unless you have other means to help, it's just a waste of effort..."

He opened his mouth and swallowed a pill, and the spiritual energy in his body recovered rapidly. At the same time, he took out his compass, which seemed to help break the formation.

But before he finished speaking, his body flashed, and he had already appeared twenty feet away on a flying sword.

"Humph!"

Fang Ping snorted coldly, and he didn't see any movement. His body left a string of afterimages in the air, and he had already appeared in front of Song Wujie.

Song Wujie was shocked. He didn't expect this guy to be so fast.

Fang Ping swung his fist, which was wrapped in a thick layer of ice armor, and hit Song Wujie in the face.

Song Wujie just wanted to escape now and had no intention of fighting. Seeing that his way was blocked, he changed direction without thinking and ran dozens of feet again.

Fang Ping's mind moved slightly, and the rule power of wind attribute appeared beside him. The wings behind him shook, and he appeared in front of Song Wujie again, still swinging his fist at him.

Song Wujie was a little surprised that Fang Ping actually comprehended the rule power of wind attribute.

His body shook slightly, and the wind attribute rule appeared around him, and his body turned again and left Fang Ping.

Fang Ping was not surprised. The previous Prince Jinwu had told Fang Ping all the information about Song Wujie.

He took the source wind stone in his hand and stopped Song Wujie again with a step.

"Song Wujie, go back and break the formation immediately, otherwise don't blame me for killing you." Fang Ping was impatient.

Song Wujie's array-breaking wheel is a spiritual treasure that he has refined for many years. Even if Fang Ping kills Song Wujie and snatches the spiritual treasure, he may not be able to use it. Even if he can use it, he cannot exert its full power.

When Song Wujie broke the array just now, Fang Ping also tried it. This time, the array set up by the demon cultivator is indeed very strong. Without the help of a strong external force, Fang Ping is not sure to break the array.

It is precisely because of this that Fang Ping has been patient until now and has not killed him.

"Swear you won't kill me."

Seeing that Fang Ping's understanding of the rules of wind seems to be more profound than his own, Song Wujie knows that if he relies on speed alone, he will definitely be caught up, so he turns around again and slaps a spiritual talisman on his body to make him faster.

Seeing this guy so stubborn, Fang Ping said angrily: "If you help me break the array and save people, the past will be forgiven."

"I don't believe you!" Seeing Fang Ping retreat, Song Wujie became more confident.

"Then go to hell!"

Time was running out, and Fang Ping had no patience to waste time on Song Wujie.

He thought, and after a thunder, Fang Ping appeared beside Song Wujie.

This time he did not stop Song Wujie, but went hand in hand with Song Wujie, holding the thunder seal in his hand, and his fist wrapped in thunder directly hit Song Wujie's door.

Song Wujie was shocked, because he actually felt the breath of the thunder rule on Fang Ping.

Fang Ping had revealed the space rule before, and later used the wind rule when chasing him, and now he actually took out the thunder rule again.

And Fang Ping's punch was extremely powerful, and the strength he showed when attacking him before was completely two levels.

He had no doubt that if he took this punch, he would definitely be injured.

"Don't do this, I'll go with you!"

Song Wujie shouted, and offered the copper coin again.

But this time Fang Ping did not stop, nor did he speak, and the breath on his fist became even stronger.

"Boom"

Fang Ping's fist hit the copper coin, thunder roared, spiritual energy exploded, and a terrifying spiritual energy shock wave spread out, shattering the rocks and plants within a radius of ten feet.

"Puff"

Song Wujie spit out a mouthful of blood, and the next moment his body disappeared.

"Escape technique!"

Fang Ping looked calm, and did not blindly pursue. He just sensed it in his heart, and then plunged into the ground.

Song Wujie stood still more than ten miles away, his face pale, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, and hurriedly stuffed pills into his mouth to recover.

"Haha, I, Song Wujie, have been roaming the Yuanling Continent for so many years, and I have been hunted more times than anyone you have ever seen. Do you think you can catch me?"

He spat out the dirty blood in his mouth and said to himself with disdain.

But the next moment his expression changed drastically, and a heart-protecting mirror appeared on his back.

He was shocked and a little scared.

Because Fang Ping had actually appeared behind him, holding a six-sided brass mace and smashing it down on the back of his head.

He didn't even think about it and activated a seal to block the brass mace, while he himself used the seal formula to perform the escape technique to escape.

"Bang" "Puff, are you done?"

He reacted quickly but was still hit by Fang Ping. The heart-protecting mirror and the seal magic weapon could not withstand Fang Ping's attack at all and were directly hit back into his body.

Only his angry shouts were left on the spot, and the whole person disappeared again.

Fang Ping snorted coldly. This Song Wujie deserved to be selected on the list of the Golden Crow Prince. He really has some ability.

However, time was urgent, and Fang Ping had no time to think about these things. He used earth escape again to catch up with Song Wujie.

When Fang Ping appeared in front of Song Wujie with the earth attribute rules, and swung the brass mace towards Song Wujie's head with an indifferent look, Song Wujie finally asked a soul-searching question:

"What kind of monster are you? How could you comprehend so many rules?"

Seeing Song Wujie take out a magic weapon that looked like a flying boat, knowing that Song Wujie was going to continue to escape, Fang Ping's brows flashed with divine light, and a divine soul spike shot out, straight to Song Wujie's brows.

"Die!"

"Fuck, you are still a Yang God soul!"

At this moment, Song Wujie, who always claimed to be a son of luck, finally couldn't help but swear.