Chapter 671 Why?

Thirty miles apart, Fang Xing and Song Guichan attacked each other through the air. The sword energy and palm power connected at a distance. The momentum was powerful and amazing. However, after all, they were thirty miles apart. When the spells met in the middle, their power was weakened. After a lot of blows, Fang Xing fired the second blow without thinking. In the tenth formation, Song Guichan was as eager to fight, his aura surged, the smoke and clouds surged, and his palm power was astonishing.

However, at this moment, the Big Golden Crow came out again, shouting "Quagua" and slashing with its golden wings.

There was a rumble of turbulence in the void, and smoke and clouds overflowed. Its palm suddenly cut off Song Guichan's palm from the middle, and then the whole body was shaken by this palm, and it flew far into the void, suspended proudly on the bright moon. under……

"Two fellow Taoists, give me some face!"

Dajinwu suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, pretended to be calm, and shouted towards the tenth formation from a distance.

It knew that there were countless eyes looking at it at the foot of Fengchan Mountain, and it went without saying that it felt proud.

Even Fang Xing could see what this guy was thinking at a glance, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. From this moment on, this demonic golden master would probably become the person who tore off one of He Lingzi's arms. , the person who violently beat up the chief elder of the Yun family, has now become the person who can easily cut off his own reputation as a little devil with a sword and the palm of Song Guichan, the son of Chunyang Taoism...

It is estimated that it will last for at least three to five years!

Fortunately, there was more than thirty miles between him and Song Guichan, so his strength was weakened, otherwise he wouldn't dare to show his head even if he killed it.

"Huh, I'm waiting for you in the tenth formation. I hope you can come up!"

Being so angry by the Great Golden Crow, Song Guichan did not use a third palm. Between the two palms, he seemed to suppress the anger in his heart, regained his initial indifference and arrogance, and said in a low voice , then smoke and clouds gathered, and the sound disappeared.

But this sentence seems like a serious challenge.

Not to mention whether the little devil from Nanzhan can successfully break through ten formations, this alone is enough to awe the cultivators in the Northern Territory.

Of course, in addition to being in awe, I just sighed... The little devil is dead!

Everyone in the Northern Territory knows that Wen Yanxin, the eldest daughter of the Wen family, has admired Song Guichan since she was a child. For decades, although there was no engagement agreement, Song Guichan did not say anything directly, but there were many times in private. It was precisely because of Song Gui Chan's unclear attitude towards protecting her that Wen Yanxin always had a detached status in the Wen family, and was even vaguely as good as the great talisman master Wen Yiru, so he was trained as another Taoist disciple.

It's good now, the two avenues are gone!

No matter Song Guichan or Wen Jia, they will never let this little devil go...

"Two old-timers, please go down the mountain. I have other things to do, so I won't see you off..."

The Great Golden Crow waved the fifth formation flag and closed the formation. The smoke and clouds dispersed, but the figures of Old Man Huqin and Zhang Daoyi were revealed below. At this time, the two elders were a little miserable. Old Man Huqin was deeper in cultivation and his energy was broken. Shi Xu could still manage to sit cross-legged on the mountain path, but Zhang Daoyi's face was ashen and defeated, his muscles and bones were shattered, his soul was exhausted, and he was clearly about to die.

After looking at these two old men, Fang Xing felt extremely complicated in his heart.

But he didn't want to say any more pretentious words. He said hello with a smile and rushed towards the sixth formation.

"My little friend, since my source of spiritual power has been damaged, I can't live for a few more days anyway, so I'll accompany you through the formation and do my best!"

The old man Hu Qin took a deep breath. His long white beard did not move in the wind, but he seemed to be growing more heroic.

"And I!"

Zhang Daoyi, who seemed to have lost his energy next to him, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment and forced himself to say something.

The two old men, at this moment, actually had to support their weak bodies to help Fang Xing break through the formation.

This made Fang Xing feel mixed in his heart, and he forced a smile and said: "No, you two are already half-dead. Taking you into the battle is not enough to distract me. Besides, don't give up just because you won't live long." Live on, take some miraculous medicine, you can still live for a few more days, go down and drink with old bastard Wanluo, listen to the theater and support the bastard, people have to serve their old age, you are useless..."

While laughing, he waved a single palm and rolled out with a powerful force, sending the two elders straight down the mountain. However, he sat cross-legged on the mountain path and rested for a long time after a stick of incense. He slowly stood up and walked towards the fifth array. Although the injuries on his body had activated the Regeneration Wood Technique and were intact as before, the bloodstains on the robes were shocking and worrying.

"Master..."

Ye Guyin and others flew to catch the old man Hu Qin and the old man Zhang Daoyi who were sent down the mountain by Fang Xing. They felt complicated. With tears in their eyes, they looked at Fang Xing striding up the mountain towards the sixth formation. Their mood was heavy and complicated. , it’s hard to describe in one word.

Just now, I thought that Fang Xing was deeply trapped in the fifth formation, with no chance of survival, but no one expected that for some unknown reason, he actually won a great victory, easily broke through the formation, and even trapped Shi in the fifth formation. Old man Hu Qin and old man Zhang Daoyi were also rescued. This was an unexpected surprise. Just now, he was sitting cross-legged on the mountain path to heal his injuries. All the cultivators were extremely worried, as if their mood was suppressed by a big stone. Now they saw him getting up, again Entering the battle, they couldn't feel relaxed. When they thought of Chunyang Daozi's shocking glimpse just now, like a god coming into the world, they couldn't help but feel an indescribable feeling of powerlessness in their hearts, and they didn't dare to resist him at all. .

It was the power of a peerless master, and it was also the pressure they had heard from various legends in the past four years.

Can Fang Xing really fight against the man who is known as the hope of the Northern Territory of China?

He still has to fight one after another. Even if he can get all the way in front of him, how can his exhausted body resist the enemy?

"Little devil, Shi has been waiting for you here for a long time. Let's settle the old and new accounts together!"

In the sixth formation, the formation door suddenly opened wide, revealing the angry face of Shi Fayin. Behind him, the other two peak masters of the Lingqiao Sect and hundreds of Lingqiao Sect disciples formed a mass killing formation. , the murderous aura almost formed a dark cloud on the top of the array, that murderous aura, as if it were real, accompanied by the terrifying wind force in the sixth array, roaring in waves, making the cultivators below the mountain shudder.

The passionate shouting suddenly stopped, and a terrible depressing feeling surged from the hearts of the cultivators.

"The Lingqiao Sect...in order to guard the sixth formation, three Jindan Mahayana Peak Masters went into battle together..."

After a while, a monk from Nanzhan turned pale in shock and screamed with a trembling voice.

The situation changed too quickly. Before they could recover from the joy that Fang Xing survived the desperate situation in the fifth formation, and old men Hu Qin and Zhang Daoyi were unexpectedly rescued, their hearts suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea, and they had a grievance with Fang Xing. The largest Lingqiao sect actually spent so much money. It can be said that all the power of the sect was put into the sixth formation. This is clearly a situation where Fang Xing will fight to the death...

For a moment, their hearts felt as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and at the same time there was a sense of despair.

In the previous formations, they only knew the names of the formations but did not know the legal principles, so they did not know the difficulties. But now in the sixth formation, they had to cast a seal to open the formation door, revealing a corner of the formation, and they also intuitively realized it. The difficulty of this sixth formation... It's not like breaking through the formation, it's clearly a battlefield fight... All the power of Lingqiao Sect's golden elixir, plus the power of the sixth formation, this difficulty...

Even Nascent Soul wouldn't dare say that he could charge through safely, let alone Fang Xing, who only had the middle level of the Golden Core?

And just now I saw Fang Xing sitting cross-legged on the mountain path to heal his injuries after coming out of the fifth formation. It can be seen that he was not relaxed at this time. Now that he encountered such a powerful enemy again, wouldn't it make things worse? Pi, how can I break through?

Even the North Third Dao Master's expression softened slightly, and a trace of pleasure flashed across his face.

"This kid broke through the five elements array in front of me, which really surprised me. Now that he died in the sixth array, I can feel relieved!"

The Taoist Master of Fuqi Dao had a serious face: "This guy has a good chance. His alchemy method took a big advantage in the first five formations, but it's not how powerful he is. Now that the next six formations are all based on his true ability, I am It depends on how long he can last at such a young age..."

"Haha... Okay, let's settle the old accounts and the new accounts together. You're shameless. Let's see who can come to save you this time!"

Fang Xing, who was on the mountain, rushed straight into the sixth formation without hesitation, and when the formation closed, he saw only smoke and clouds, but no human beings.

However, the shouts and shouts within the formation made the cultivators tense and difficult to control themselves.

"Haha, little devil, with this gale flag and Netherworld Pearl here, where can you hide?"

"Kill! Use the power of the great formation to kill this son in one fell swoop. Whoever takes his head will be promoted to the divine son of our sect!"

"Wow... At this point, you still dare to be cruel and kill my Lingqiao Sect disciple. Little devil, I will cut you into pieces!"

"He is clearly afraid of fighting! Quick, quick, quick, all the disciples will form a formation and kill him alive!"

Occasionally, hisses came from within the formation, making the cultivators at the foot of the mountain look horrified, and no one spoke for a long time.

"Three golden elixirs, Mahayana, this... what can we do..."

The anxious voice of monk Nanzhan changed, mixed with fear and worry.

"He originally had a deep grudge against Lingqiao Sect. Now that it's over, Lingqiao Sect has completely put down its dignity as a large sect and sent three Golden Elixir Mahayana Peak Masters to deal with a junior like him. This shows that Lingqiao Sect has made up its mind. The desire to kill..."

"Oh, he really shouldn't be so motivated that he insists on breaking through the ten formations. If only he had just agreed to the son of Chunyang God..."

Ying Qiaoqiao, who was playing the piano, helped his master back and sat back on the bluestone. He wanted to play the piano, but suddenly tears fell on the strings. Beside her, among the Nanzhan monks, a sound of worry and anxiety came into their ears, and lamentations and sighs kept coming. Some even sighed as if they hated iron for not being able to become steel. They felt deeply that Fang Xingshi had not seized the opportunity. As a result, I am now in such a desperate situation.

"Why?"

At this moment, a voice full of hatred suddenly rang out. It was Chu Ci, the little princess of Chu Wangting. She knelt down on the ground at this time, her face was extremely haggard, her slender fingers were tightly twisting the corners of her clothes, and she was crying. Rolling down his porcelain-like face, he seemed to have collapsed. He shouted with almost all his strength: "Can't you just let him go through the ten Fengchan formations for you? Why? Why are you all here? Looking at it here, why do you let him fight for you all by himself?"

Everyone avoided the little girl's gaze, unable to bear or dare to look directly at her.

At this moment, Li Hongyi was the only one who cast her gaze into the distant void, clasping her fingers tightly as if hesitating on a certain decision.