Chapter 794
Chen Qiyou suddenly looked up.
I saw that the sky that was originally covered with dark clouds was suddenly torn open by the sword energy, and many purple thunders danced wildly.
If Fang Yuan's knife gang was just his own power before, now it is the real power of heaven and earth!
No matter how powerful the celestial phenomenon warrior is, how can he compete with this world?
At this time, Fang Yuan gave Chen Qiyou the feeling, that's it! He is God! It is the land!
"impossible!"
The complexion of the owner of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building changed drastically.
No matter how powerful a person's aura is, it is impossible to raise it to this level! His mentality of holding the wisdom beads in his hands immediately loosened.
"Chen Qiyou...try to kill me again!"
Fang Yuan let out a long roar, jumped up high, and held knives in both hands.
Bark! Boom!
Thunder and lightning danced wildly in the sky, and purple thunder fell one after another, converging on his blade, making him like a nine-day thunder god fighting in blood.
"One knife shakes the nine heavens!"
The bloody blade fell, surrounded by purple thunder, and the momentum was astonishing.
Facing this move, Chen Qiyou didn't dare to take it hard at all, and retreated again and again.
Since he is a celestial phenomenon, his lightness kung fu is naturally excellent, as if floating in the sky, so fast that it is unimaginable.
But manpower is sometimes poor, so how can it compare to Thunder?
The warriors outside the arena saw only a flash of purple thunder, and the owner of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower flew upside down, and the sword light was about to pass through his body.
It's just that Chen Qiyou's strength is superior after all, in the blink of an eye, his hands suddenly closed towards the center.
laugh!
The saber qi shattered, and the clothes of this astronomical martial artist exploded, bloodstains streaked across his body, but he finally withstood the fatal blow.
'not good! '
Chen Qiyou's face was ferocious, not the slightest bit happy.
Because in the next moment, a figure rushed over with lightning speed, and stretched out his left hand, like a green dragon reaching out for its claws, it fell straight into his eyes.
"ah!"
Under the severe pain, Chen Qiyou retreated his head abruptly, and responded with pure instinct of a warrior, finally avoiding the calamity of craniotomy and brain damage.
The next moment, he became mad, let go of both hands, and struck straight in Fang Yuan's chest. It was a desperate blow that hurt both sides.
Without restraint, the blood-drinking knife suddenly fell, cutting towards Chen Qiyou's chest at the same time.
"Um?"
Fang Yuan felt a resistance coming, he was slightly startled, and knew that this person had either cultivated into an indestructible body, or was wearing some kind of close-fitting armor.
Otherwise, even if the blood-drinking knife is blocked, the strength of the magic knife alone is enough to cut this person in two.
Moreover, Chen Qiyou's counterattack was also very fierce.
"Since you want to change?"
Fang Yuan showed a sinister smile, and instead of retreating, he advanced.
Click!
Chen Qiyou's palms firmly pressed on his chest, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken on the spot.
At the same time, Fang Yuan flexed and stretched his fingers, and his nails popped out, unexpectedly growing a few more points abruptly, touching Chen Qiyou's eyebrows and eyes.
For the master of the three-talented qi mirror, even if his eyes were gouged out, it would only be a minor injury to the flesh, and only the removal of the sky eyes would be a real injury!
"you……"
Chen Qiyou retreated violently, but unfortunately it was already too late.
A sharp pain that seemed to tear apart the soul suddenly came from between his eyebrows, and a cloud of blood mist exploded.
Vaguely, a ray of light emerged, transformed into a small mirror, and Fang Yuan grabbed it in his hand.
"Three-talent airscope!"
This divine weapon, which is enough to rank among the top five in the world, and which can make all warriors salivate, was directly dug out from between Chen Qiyou's eyebrows by Fang Yuan, and grabbed it in his hand!
"Nangong is hopeless!!!"
Chen Qiyou's eyes were bleeding, and a dark hole appeared between his brows. He let out a yell full of resentment, and the blood in his body boiled and turned into a beam of blood, flashing like electricity, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Fang Yuangao took a look at this decision.
If this person has the slightest hesitation, he will definitely pay some price and kill him here.
"Forget it... a celestial phenomenon that loses the three-talent air telescope is nothing to be afraid of!"
Fang Yuan coughed and spit out a big ball of blood.
He was injured by Chen Qiyou before, and he was also severely injured.
However, being able to defeat Chen Qiyou at this price and grab another magical weapon is still a huge profit.
'Boy! Are you ready to leave like this? '
When he landed on the ground, the Gorefiend Primordial Spirit immediately sent a voice transmission: "At this time, the ambush of the righteous way has been broken, and there is no one like you in the whole Boyang County. Don't you want to see the things in the treasure house of the Chen family?" Maybe, there really is the Lishang Sword in it! '
'Are you inducing me to kill? '
Fang Yuan sneered.
With the Jiang family's cooperation with Wulin Zhengdao, even if they kept the magic soldiers before, they would probably be forced to hand them over.
What's more, Fang Yuan is more inclined that the Jiang family just has some clues about the magic soldiers.
After all, it is difficult to express in words the supernatural powers of the top three magic weapons.
The one who wins will be able to roam the rivers and lakes and be proud of the world.
Fang Yuan reckoned that even if he added up the Everlasting Hate Hook and the Blood Drinking Knife he had seen, it would not be as valuable as the Lishang Sword.
Of course, this blood-drinking knife must be the tenth demon soldier that was incomplete before.
'After devouring the flesh and blood of the body and recovering part of the soul, the blood-drinking knife at this time may not be able to enter the sixth or seventh rank of the magic soldier? It's no wonder that the blood demon soul's confidence has soared, and he is coming to seduce me again. '
After Fang Yuan sneered, he directly reached out to send a letter.
Buzz!
The purple light flashed and condensed, like a scabbard, directly sealing the Blood Drinking Knife and the Gorefiend Primordial Spirit within it.
"Do you think that if you condense part of the primordial spirit, you will have the strength to confuse me?"
Fang Yuan muttered to himself, it seems that this blood demon soul needs to be polished a little bit more.
Snapped!
At this time, he landed in the middle of the Jiang family's house, surrounded by ruins, obviously affected by the aftermath of the previous confrontation between the astronomical warriors.
"Um?"
Fang Yuan looked at a ruin, where there was obviously an energy mechanism left.
He exercised a little, and as far as his palm strength was concerned, gravel flew around, and an entrance to the cellar emerged.
"Don't...don't come here!"
From that passage, came a girl's voice, Fang Yuan was still very familiar with it.
"Jiang Xiaodie? I didn't expect you to survive. This is because luck and strength are indispensable..."
Fang Yuan said with a smile, his complexion changed suddenly, he clutched his chest, and spewed out another mouthful of blood mist: "Damn Chen Qiyou, next time I see you, I must kill him!"
"Don't hurt my granddaughter!"
Several figures flew over, and the leader was the ancestor of the Jiang family.
"Hey... don't worry, what kind of person am I, how can I bully a weak woman..."
Fang Yuan's face was flushed abnormally, combined with the blood-stained skirt on his chest, he looked even more unwell.
"snort!"
The ancestor of the Jiang family had a good temper, and when he saw the ruins and wreckage around him, as well as the number of Jiang family children who died or injured, his face completely darkened.
"That's... the Sancai Airscope?"
Ao Zhan saw something in Fang Yuan's hand, but his eyes were a little straightened.
It was a small oval mirror, the size of a goose egg, covered with a cloud of light, and the surrounding mirror frame was neither gold nor jade, with simple patterns.
This is the body of the Sancai gas telescope.
These magical weapons are already as big as you want, and can be changed as you like.
For example, Chen Qiyou before refined it into the eyes of the sky and embedded it between his brows.
"The fifth most powerful soldier in the world!"
Ao Zhan murmured, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.
Normally, he wouldn't even dare to think of it, but at this time, this little devil was obviously injured.
In the battle with the landlord, no amount of warriors can be intact, and around the old house of the Jiang family, there are a lot of righteous martial arts!
If you can kill this person?
The greed in Ao Zhan's heart grew unstoppably like weeds after the rain in spring.
"Nangong is hopeless! You slaughtered the righteous way of martial arts in Jianghu, and this time you forcibly broke into Jiang's house, plotting wrongdoing. As a member of the martial arts in Poyang County, I, Ao Zhan, will not let you leave this house alive!"
The injury on Fang Yuan's chest finally strengthened Ao Zhan's confidence, causing him to stand out in front of the crowd, and his words were so upright that even he was moved by himself.
"Good job! Iron lion is worthy of being my master of Boyang County!"
"This is very polite. The devil must not be allowed to walk out of this county alive. Otherwise, what face will we have?"
"Everyone stand shoulder to shoulder, fighting against people in the devil's way, what kind of morals are you talking about?"
...
The surrounding Jianghu people were silent for a while, and then their blood boiled with enthusiasm.
"Senior Jiang! How about we join forces and hold this owl back?"
Ao Zhan glanced at Jiang Li who was next to him. The existence of this rank one grand master was also his greatest reliance.
Otherwise, even if he knew that Nangong Wuwang was seriously injured, he might not dare to take such risks.
The ancestor of the Jiang family took a deep look at Ao Zhan, as if he had seen through his thoughts, but he didn't speak.
Nangong had no hope of slaughtering the Jiang family, and the aftermath of the confrontation was heavy, this is a fact!
As the ancestor of the Jiang family, he naturally had to recover the blood debt for his clansmen.
"Siege me?"
Fang Yuan was stunned, and then he seemed to hear a big joke: "Haha...it really is a newborn calf not afraid of tigers!"
laugh!
He held the knife in his right hand and waved it casually.
The bloody swords flashed, and the most noisy group of warriors before suddenly fell to the ground.
Streaks of blood rolled, as if they were alive, and actively gathered towards the blood-drinking knife. From the blade, countless purple-red veins emerged, greedily devouring the blood.
Accompanied by this process, thick blood mist spread over Fang Yuan's body, causing his injury to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It is rumored that the master of the blood-drinking knife becomes stronger as he fights. With a knife in his hand, he does not have to avoid the depletion of true vitality and the aggravation of injuries..."
Jiang Li sighed, grabbed Jiang Xiaodie, and quickly backed up: "Mr. Nangong, I'm leaving!"
"..."
Cold sweat dripped down Ao Zhan's forehead.
The hero of the rivers and lakes who was originally filled with righteous indignation, now kept silent, making him the leader extremely embarrassing.
"Mr. Nangong..."
At this moment, facing Fang Yuan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward.
puff!
The next moment, with a flash of the knife, his head fell off.
"Why... I don't want to kill people, and there are people who come here to die?"
Fang Yuan sighed lightly, and retracted the blood-drinking knife.