Chapter 368

That kid from Yun Shui Sect is a chess piece, and he is also a chess piece, and the monks who opened the Linghai Sword Sect ruins are even more chess pieces!

Everything,

They are almost all controlled and arranged in secret.

now,

Fan Yehuang's heart, which had not experienced turbulence in the past three hundred years, has already set off a storm.

The oscillating force dissipates,

It even made the surrounding void vibrate.

At first, I thought I was lucky, but I was told in the end that it was all designed by others!

and,

The person who designed this plot is still a life-and-death vengeance that he wants to take revenge after he wants to return!

Whoever learns of this accident,

The mind will vibrate.

Fan Yehuang knew that his current situation was very dangerous and he had to suppress his tumultuous thoughts.

Just forcibly change the subject.

"Three hundred years have passed, is the traitor Ouyang Qianqiu still alive?"

Shaking void.

The spirit weapon Jianwan aroused the momentum of heaven and earth, turned into a monstrous sword light and swept across, killing Ouyang Shihong with boundless power, Fan Yehuang's low voice echoed in the air.

After all, he was a strong man who had conquered an era back then, and Fan Yehuang quickly suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

His face was calm.

Deep eyes.

"Hmph, my father's talent is unparalleled in the world, and now he is in his prime, how can he pass away so easily."

"On the contrary, Your Excellency, I couldn't beat my father three hundred years ago, and three hundred years later, even his son won't be able to beat him. In the past, the double star of the Linghai Sword Sect was just a joke!"

Ouyang Shihong sneered.

A punch slammed out, and the vast real yuan oscillated into the sky.

The power of the stalwart smashed the sword light that hit the face.

At the same time, the words kept provoking.

Want to arouse the anger of the other party.

"Junior looking for death!!!"

He succeeded.

Fan Yehuang's angry roar reverberated through the sky, rolling like thunder, sweeping the entire oscillating world.

The sword pill shines in the sky.

Shine everywhere.

The golden true spiritual energy swirled at a high speed like a vortex, causing the surrounding space to twist and rotate, an extremely powerful squeezing force, brewing heavily!

A terrifying aura of destruction filled the void!

"Are you going to work hard?"

Seeing such a terrifying momentum from the sword pill, the spirit weapon in front of him who was reborn by Fan Yehuang, Ouyang Shihong was not angry but happy, with a hint of joy on his face.

It worked!

Once a person is overwhelmed with anger, it is easy to make irreparable mistakes.

but,

Before that, resist the opponent's anger with one blow!

Ouyang Shihong shot it with one hand, and the blue true essence swept like a tsunami, shaking the void.

A round of cyan mysterious minarets quickly rotated.

Born from Dantian.

The next moment, it suddenly became bigger, turning into a translucent, indestructible giant cyan phantom like a space barrier, shrouding Ouyang Shihong's body!

The best natal magic weapon, Fangtian Town Xuan Pagoda!

When the huge azure light tower with a height of dozens of meters appeared, the entire sky seemed to be suppressed.

Just one hit,

As long as you resist Fan Yehuang's full-strength outburst of anger, the next battle will definitely end!

Ouyang Shihong is full of confidence.

At this time,

The supremely glorious sword pill spirit artifact blooming on the horizon has already reached its limit at this moment.

The next moment will explode.

focus,

Hold your breath.

Even the scattered cultivators of the True Essence Realm who had escaped far below were prepared to resist the impact, and their eyes were staring at the top of the sky.

call out!

The sword light shines brightly,

It seems to cover every corner of the space.

But what everyone can't imagine is that.

The earth-shattering collision did not erupt.

The sword pill ripped apart the void, and it was not Ouyang Shihong's direction that swept across with a majestic sword light.

But the other side of it!

escape!

Fan Yehuang, who seized the spirit weapon Jianwan and gathered the peak momentum, did not choose to fight with Ouyang Shihong head-on.

But at this moment, he fled towards the distant tearing space!

Everyone present who saw this scene,

It just feels messy.

"Damn!"

at this time,

In the blue tower of light, Ouyang Shihong, who was placed in a row, was flushed.

The anger in his eyes is like an erupting volcano.

Burning.

"Fan Yehuang old dog, kind of come back to fight me!"

The voice roared.

Shake the sky.

However,

At this time, Fan Yehuang, who only had a long tail light, did not respond at all, and the speed of escaping did not change at all.

Divine Intent Voice Transmission,

In a single thought, the sound traveled hundreds of miles.

Fan Yehuang naturally heard the roar of Ouyang Shihong from behind him.

But he didn't care at all about it.

fight to the death,

Only living is everything!

Playing with Ouyang Shihong and escaping the scope of Ouyang Shihong's pursuit, there is no complacency.

Instead, it was more serious.

"Hopefully, the situation is not as bad as I imagined!"

previously,

He made a statement asking if Ouyang Qianqiu was dead, not entirely to change the subject.

More to confirm something.

Unfortunately, the final answer is not very good.

More than three hundred years have passed.

Ouyang Qianqiu is still alive!

The average lifespan of the Spirit Origin Realm is about 120 years old, and the limit can be 180 years old.

When the Linghai Sword Sect was still alive,

He Fan Yehuang and Ouyang Qianqiu are both the two secret disciples of the Linghai Sword Sect, and their cultivation is at the realm of the ninth level of True Yuan!

And then,

Both of them are over a hundred years old!

Just a rough calculation,

They could get an answer that Fan Yehuang couldn't accept.

That is,

Ouyang Qianqiu has been promoted to the real state of the cave! ! !

For Fan Yehuang,

Absolutely bad news!

Just as Ouyang Qianqiu was familiar with Fan Yehuang.

In the intrigue more than 300 years ago, Fan Yehuang was also familiar with Ouyang Qianqiu.

Now that the opponent has set up such a game, he will never let it fail easily, and he must have made a foolproof insurance!

this insurance,

perhaps......

[Senior Brother Fan, you and I have not seen each other for many years, why did you leave in such a hurry? 】

a voice,

Like the rhythm of the sky, it suddenly reverberates between heaven and earth!

Boo!

A subtle voiceless sound, like a water wave in the void, suddenly abolished a mirror in front of Fan Yehuang without warning.

The mirror was originally the size of a palm.

But as soon as it is contaminated with the air of the void, it immediately expands and becomes larger, turning into a hanging mirror with a radius of about 100 meters, reflecting the mountains and rivers, and the light shines around!

a figure,

Entrepreneurial mountain, high lying in the clouds.

Through the mirror.

Appeared in the Nine Sky Shore.

That qi machine is vague and vague, going in and out of Qingming, traveling through the nine places, a blurry halo shrouds its face, and the distorted space around it seems to be intertwined and converged by all Taos and Laws!

The mighty divine thoughts like the Tianhe swept across, and in an instant, all the secrets of the entire Linghai Sword Sect ruins were at a glance.