Chapter 442 Joining Forces to Fight the Enemy

At this moment, the Dragon Transformation Technique was used by Fang Qingyang, and pieces of dragon scales emitting brilliant light were spread all over Fang Qingyang's body, making him look particularly sacred.

The tortoise shells collided, and the power contained in them seemed to directly destroy the world.

Even Fang Qingyang, who had already used the Dragon Transformation Technique, felt that his internal organs were shaking after suffering the heavy blow from the tortoise shell, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth involuntarily!

The weight of the tortoise shell far exceeded the limit that Fang Qingyang could bear.

If he hadn't used the Dragon Transformation Technique, he would have suffered a heavy blow from the tortoise shell!

"Your strength is much stronger than the one I saw before!"

Fang Qingyang stabilized his body, and his spiritual energy circulated, suppressing the injuries in his body.

The fighting power of the middle-aged man in front of them was far stronger than the one they saw in Moyun Mountain.

At that time, Su Luochuan was not seriously injured in the battle against Moyunshan's spine.

In front of this middle-aged man, the opponent not only blocked his Kaitian sword, but also injured himself.

"Where are you going?"

The middle-aged man said: "If I were in my prime, I could destroy you in one breath."

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he smiled dumbly and said, "It's a pity that you are not in your prime!"

After the words fell, Fang Qingyang once again raised the Dragon Emperor Sword and killed the middle-aged man.

After shattering the corrosive space created by the other party, he now opened and closed the Dragon Emperor Sword, and unleashed his sword to open the sky. Embodying his will to kill, he instantly reached the middle-aged man.

Feeling the power of Fang Qingyang's sword, the middle-aged man in front of him did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

He pinched the seal in his hand, and a ten-foot-sized turtle figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He turned his back on Fang Qingyang's sword to open the sky. At the same time, his body flashed, preparing to avoid the blow and attack actively. Fang Qingyang.

call out……

A sword that opened the sky was wrapped with an unparalleled sharpness, and it struck the turtle in an instant, splitting it in half.

The middle-aged man who was about to step back and attack Fang Qingyang suddenly felt that he was locked by the aura of a sword that opened the sky. It seemed that no matter which direction he avoided, the sword would hit him.

"This sword actually has the ability to track?"

The middle-aged man's heart trembled. He did not dare to be careless at all. He pinched the seal in his hand again, and the spiritual energy lingering between heaven and earth gathered crazily into his body at this moment.

He was ready to bear Fang Qingyang's sword to open the sky.

However, his current speed of gathering spiritual energy is too slow.

Fang Qingyang's attack was directly in front of him at this moment. He had no time to dodge and could only avoid the vital parts as much as possible!

Pfft...

An arm fell off his arm, and the middle-aged man's face instantly turned pale.

The pain in his arm completely aroused his ferocity. He stared at Fang Qingyang in front of him, his eyes filled with angry flames, "Ant, you pissed me off!"

"You have no idea what kind of existence you have provoked!"

After saying this, I saw that the miasma permeating the huge swamp suddenly began to surge.

A surging momentum swept across this endless swamp, but the lives of all the monsters living in this swamp were quickly fading away.

This is the middle-aged man using his own methods to swallow the essence of these monsters and turn them into his own power to enhance his own strength.

The swamp is his true nature, and all the monsters living in this swamp can only be regarded as parasites living in his body.

After he recovers, there will be no problem in destroying these parasites and using them to improve his own strength!

Those miasmas are also the power that escaped from his body. Now taking these miasmas back into his body is also a way for him to improve his strength!

Amid the turbulent wind and clouds, a monster was wailing.

The monsters living in this swamp all contain extremely poisonous substances in their bodies. Even if the essence in their bodies is absorbed, their cultivation levels are rapidly improving.

Fang Qingyang looked at what was happening in front of him, and he immediately said to Su Luochuan: "Brother, this guy is gathering strength. When he didn't swallow the monster in the swamp just now, his strength was faintly above me. If he waits until he swallows this monster We may not be able to defeat the creatures in the swamp!"

"Don't worry, it takes time to improve your strength. How can I tolerate him improving his strength in front of me!"

Su Luochuan's voice fell, and he slashed towards the middle-aged man with the long sword in his hand.

As soon as the sword came out, the color of the world changed, and the surging miasma was directly split open by this sword.

The sword energy moved forward inexorably. Compared with Fang Qingyang's sword that opened the sky, Su Luochuan's blow was not weaker at all!

The sharp sword energy seemed to be crushing all obstacles. When the sword energy reached the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man only felt the crisis of death lingering in his heart, forcing him to mobilize all the strength around him to resist this move. !

At the same time, Fang Qingyang also took action.

Different from before, now, although his injuries have not been completely repaired, he directly used the Dragon Transformation Technique, holding the Dragon Emperor Sword, and came to the middle-aged man in close combat!

The Dragon Emperor Sword was of such high grade that even Fang Qingyang, who controlled the Dragon Emperor Sword, did not know what its grade was.

Now he poured all his strength into the Dragon Emperor Sword and stabbed the middle-aged man with it.

Instantly, the middle-aged man felt the pressure.

Being attacked from both sides by Fang Qingyang and Su Luochuan, this almost cut off all his escape routes!

Facing the attack of the two, he could only resist!

At this moment, the middle-aged man's body suddenly turned into a turtle the size of a person, and the turtle's head and limbs had retracted into the turtle shell.

This was his true form and his strongest defensive posture.

Ordinary Yuhua Realm cultivators could not pose any threat to him at all!

Puff...

Almost when he displayed his strongest defensive posture, Su Luochuan's sword light had already landed on the turtle shell.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the sharp sword light that Su Luochuan slashed out only left a white scratch on the turtle shell.

But Fang Qingyang's Dragon Emperor Sword pierced through the tortoise shell directly, injuring the middle-aged man hiding inside!

Crimson blood flowed out from the tortoise shell, accompanied by a cry of pain, Fang Qingyang had already injured the middle-aged man!