Chapter 773: Be Careful with This Sword, Be Cautious and Cautious!

"Thunder Sun!"

The Thunder Cloud clone raised his hands high, and endless blood-colored divine thunder gathered above his head, and finally condensed into a sun composed entirely of thunder. The dazzling light cut through the darkness between heaven and earth, making people's hearts palpitate.

Boom! ! !

The Thunder Sun smashed towards Fang Xiu, and a thunderous roar broke out!

Like a nuclear explosion, it directly annihilated the area within a radius of ten thousand miles where Fang Xiu was. The terrifying lightning raged, forming a huge lightning field.

And Fang Xiu was constantly dying and reborn in it.

Although he could not die, the situation was becoming more and more critical. The three seas of clouds covering the sky above South Vietnam were still expanding continuously, and had covered nearly three-quarters of the area.

Obviously, his clone and Zhou Qingfeng were in an unfavorable situation.

Disadvantage, disadvantage on three sides!

Even if only one battlefield gained an advantage, it would be good, and then they could turn around to help other battlefields, but there was no such situation.

Fang Xiu had thought about concentrating his strength to kill one of Yun Tianshen's clones first, and then clearing them one by one, but there was no time for that. When he concentrated his strength to clear one clone, the other two clones would expand rapidly without anyone to restrict them, and he had to fight on three fronts.

"Hahaha... South Vietnam will be mine soon! Who in this world can stop me? Who dares to stop me!!" The Thunder Cloud clone laughed wildly and arrogantly.

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded behind the Thunder Cloud clone.

"This sword, be careful not to be arrogant."

Swish!

A brilliant golden sword energy suddenly appeared from behind the Thunder Cloud clone, and the mysterious and majestic sword power suppressed the world and shattered the void.

The Thunder Cloud clone looked shocked, and before he could react, he was cut in half.

A figure in white stood proudly, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand emitted endless golden light.

"Since I was young and holding a sword, I knew that I would become the leader of the sword art in the future. Now I see that it is true. Even gods have been killed by my sword."

After saying that, the figure in white looked at Fang Xiu, his tone was as calm as possible, but he couldn't suppress the slightly raised corners of his mouth. It was a smile that he couldn't stop seeing a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"When we fought Joker at the headquarters, you stole the limelight. You can't be the only one to show off today."

The person who came was Fang Moli!

"Young Sect Master, be careful behind you!" In the distance, several bright sword lights rushed over and shouted loudly.

I saw that the thunder cloud clone that was originally cut into two sections by the Xuanyuan Sword had healed at some point. His face was hideous and terrifying: "Ant! How dare you sneak attack this god! Die!"

Boom!

The blood-colored thunder in the sky surged, turning into a ten-thousand-foot thunder dragon, attacking Fang Moli who was pretending to be cool.

The shadow of death instantly enveloped him. Fang Moli's face changed drastically. He quickly turned around and waved his sword to resist. However, although the Xuanyuan Sword was powerful, it was not a defensive artifact.

So, Fang Moli was directly swallowed by the Thunder Dragon.

A moment later, a charred corpse fell from the sky and fell beside Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu looked at the charred corpse that was no longer in human form and was silent.

He was now sure that this was Fang Moli himself. His appearance could be pretended, and the Xuanyuan Sword could be changed, but the only thing that others could not imitate or even understand was that he was willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of showing off.

"You dare to kill my Sword Sect Young Master! Die!"

Several semi-god-level sword cultivators saw Fang Moli die, and their eyes were immediately red with anger. They immediately attacked the Thunder Cloud clone.

Fang Xiu took the opportunity to activate the power of time.

"Time goes back."

A wave of time enveloped Fang Moli, and a moment later, Teng!

Fang Moli opened his eyes, and didn't even dare to look at Fang Xiu. Without saying a word, he rushed towards the Thunder Cloud clone with the Xuanyuan Sword.

If you look closely, you will find that his handsome face was actually flushed at this time, and he was obviously embarrassed.

Even he couldn't bear the embarrassment of being slapped in the face on the spot.

"Has the support from Shenzhou arrived?" Fang Xiu muttered to himself. He naturally knew that the gods of the Eight States had also sent a large number of demigods and messengers to Yunzhou for support.

Unexpectedly, Fang Moli was the first to arrive.

He looked at Fang Moli and others who were suppressed and beaten by the Thunder Cloud clone, and knew that this little power was not enough.

The reason why they were not killed immediately was only because the Thunder Cloud clone was afraid of the Xuanyuan Sword in Fang Moli's hand, but it couldn't hold on for too long.

Just as Fang Xiu was about to make a move, a scream fell from the sky.

"Ah!!! Fatty! You bastard! Can't you teleport to a good place?"

Bang!

A humanoid creature fell heavily to the ground, creating a humanoid pit.

Then, a man covered in dust crawled out from the ground.

"Bah! That damn fat guy actually teleported me directly into the thundercloud, and almost electrocuted me to death!"

He stood up cursing, but saw Fang Xiu beside him. His body suddenly shook, his eyes slightly reddened, and his expression finally became serious. The next moment, he grinned, revealing a row of big white teeth, which looked even more dazzling against the dusty face.

"Brother Xiu, how are you?"

"Who are you?"

Fang Xiu was a little confused, and didn't recognize who the dusty man in front of him was.

The man suddenly collapsed, staggered and almost fell to the ground, and said in disbelief: "Brother Xiu! Have you forgotten me!? I am Yang Ming!"

Yang Ming hurriedly scratched his face twice to remove the dust, revealing the rough cheeks he once had.

Fang Xiu frowned slightly: "Your aura is very different from before, and the mark of nightmare seems to have disappeared?"

He really didn't recognize Yang Ming. Anyone who was thrown into the ground and covered in dust would be difficult to recognize. Of course, what really made him fail to recognize him was Yang Ming's aura, as if he had completely changed.

Yang Ming explained: "It should be because of the fusion of the ancient artifact Kongtong Seal, Brother Xiu, now is not the time to chat, I can't let Fang Moli pretend to be alone!"

As he said, he rushed towards the thundercloud clone.

"Law of heaven and earth!" Yang Ming roared, and brilliant golden light burst out from his body. His body was seen to surge at a speed visible to the naked eye, ten feet, a hundred feet, a thousand feet, ten thousand feet!

Like an ancient god standing tall, he smashed towards the thundercloud clone.

The Thunder Cloud clone's eyes turned cold: "Ants! I will kill as many ants as you are like!"

The lightning wings behind him suddenly expanded thousands of feet, crossed and slashed towards Yang Ming, like a pair of giant scissors that cut the sky and the earth apart.

Crack!

Endless lightning appeared on the lightning wings, extremely bright, and Yang Ming's huge body was directly cut off.

Afterwards, Yang Ming shrank rapidly like a deflated ball, and fell from the sky again, and a human-shaped pit appeared on the ground again.

However, the magical thing is that Yang Ming has divine light flowing on his body, and he is unharmed.

The Thunder Cloud clone narrowed his eyes slightly: "Kongtong Seal! Good, good, I didn't expect that I would have an unexpected surprise today. I annexed a Yunzhou and got Xuanyuan Sword and Kongtong Seal..."

"Brother Xiu! I'm coming!"