In space, the fleet commanded by Mr. Feng Da is cooperating with Feng Yuan's fleet to receive all the battleships left by Yue Jue.
The disciples of the Moon Gate have lost their backbone, especially since they all know the true purpose of this duel, so the reception work seems to be very uneventful.
At least, in terms of respecting promises, Yuemen disciples are much more trustworthy than anyone else. In particular, Yue Ji and other senior military officials died in the battle with Yue Jue, and now the person who temporarily takes charge of the entire military is Yue Can. Yue Can thinks to himself that Fang Wen will not do anything too extreme to him. The four sects of Fenghua, Snow and Moon under Tianmen are one, and he is not afraid that anyone will really clean out the entire Yuemen influence. Therefore, Yue Can simply handed over all his power. The various colonial stars and secret bases controlled by the military began to transfer power at the same time.
Everything was going on in an tense and orderly manner. On the preparatory colonial star No. 13, Fang Wen and Feng Yuan were facing each other thousands of meters apart.
"If I die in battle, you will all obey the orders of the elders in the future." Feng Yuan left his last order to his disciples.
Fang Wen stood there relaxedly, gently waving the sword with his right hand, looking at Feng Yuan with a solemn face with a half-smile. When Feng Yuan finished giving the order and Feng Yuan's disciples all swore to obey his 'last order', Fang Wen smiled lazily and said: "Boss, if I die, you can do whatever you want. . Well, no matter what the flood is after my death, no matter what decision you make, Master will definitely help you. Hahahaha, senior brother, shall we start?"
Taking two steps forward, Fang Wen grinned at Feng Yuan with an ugly smile.
Long Zun Weide was sitting cross-legged a hundred meters away, reciting sutras about the past life together with a group of great monks. He looked at Fang Wen a little worriedly, wondering whether Fang Wen could handle Feng Yuan. If Long Zun Weide takes action himself, Long Zun Weide is confident that he can fully restrain Feng Yuan's various techniques. But Fang Wen, it seems. . .
"That's all, the second child is not as green as he used to be. Although the heat is still a bit off, self-protection is fine." Longzun Weide closed his eyes, and his eyelids completely covered up the murderous intent in his eyes. He had already made a decision. If Fang Wen was in danger, he would kill Feng Yuan even if he broke the duel agreement.
Fang Wen and Feng Yuan walked towards each other, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped at the same time thirty meters apart.
Fang Wen looked at Feng Yuan with a strange smile on his face. He raised his sword and gently raised his hand to Feng Yuan as a salute.
Feng Yuan smiled slightly and moved toward the ground in the distance. The seven swords left by Yue Jue suddenly turned into seven colorful glides and fell into his hands. He slowly inserted the seven long swords in front of him and said softly: "Fourth, do you know why I want to join forces with you to eradicate Yue Jue first?"
Fang Wen shook his head and smiled calmly: "It's not like you have a complete enlightenment, right?"
Feng Yuan smiled jokingly, shook his head and said: "I've realized it, I've realized it, but it's too late. I have great enlightenment, but there is no chance of great liberation, so I can only struggle for a glimmer of hope."
He looked at Fang Wen coldly and said calmly: "For the sake of why I joined forces with you to deal with Yue Jue today, and for the sake of keeping so many elite disciples intact for you." Feng Yuan stretched out his finger. Pointing at the more than 500 elite disciples he had taught, he sighed softly: "If I lose later, give me a chance."
"What opportunity?" Fang Wen smiled happily.
"Well, can you give me a chance to survive?" Feng Yuan spread his hands and said in a low voice: "Hundreds of years, I really can't bear to be wiped out like this. I don't want to end up like Yue Jue."
"Oh? You wanted me to be merciful to you and not completely destroy your spiritual brand, so you deliberately joined forces with me to deal with Yue Jue?" Fang Wen felt very funny in his heart and looked at Feng Yuan, shaking his head and saying: "No matter what you say, it sounds false. Well, you are not that kind of person, Senior Brother. If you want to deliberately show weakness and make me lose my spirit, this method is not smart."
Taking a deep breath, Feng Yuan suddenly laughed and said, "I really can't hide it from you, Fourth. Well, actually, I'm interested in the seven swords of Yue Jue."
Fang Wen glanced at the seven gleaming long swords and instinctively weighed the large and young swords in his hands.
Longzun Weide opened his eyes fiercely, glanced at the seven long swords, and tightened the Bodhi Zen staff with his right hand.
"This sword" Fang Wen narrowed his eyes and glanced at Feng Yuan's throat intentionally or unintentionally.
A shy smile appeared on Feng Yuan's dark face. He said softly: "This sword is very powerful. However, just as I planned, junior brother, you did not give Yue Jue a chance to exert the power of these swords, so you eradicated him shamelessly. This really amazed senior brother." !”
"Hehe" smiled, Feng Yuan nodded charmingly towards Fang Wen and said: "So, senior brother, you think that senior brother will not be angry if he uses this sword?"
"Well, of course I will be angry!" Fang Wen said lightly: "I am very angry, so I decided that if I win, you will have nothing left!"
Fang Wen said very rudely: "Elder brother, do you think I could leave you such a disaster? A chance of survival? Who gave me a chance of survival back then?"
"I~" Feng Yuan took a deep breath and said, "I have already regretted it. Could it be that you can't"
"Kill!" Fang Wen didn't use any supernatural powers or any other power. He just fully used the body technique of "Nine Heavens Wind Control Sutra". His body was filled with shadows, and the big and small swords filled the sky with silver light. , like an angry dragon rolling backwards, and like the Nine Heavens Gang Wind attacking the earth, it moved towards Feng Yuan.
Feng Yuan also let out a long roar. He did not use any evil skills. He also used the most orthodox "Nine Heavens Wind Control Sutra" to greet Fang Wen.
"Chichi, chichi", the two of them stabbed hundreds of times in the air at extremely fast speeds. The high-speed trembling sword tip released countless sharp sword energy, cutting countless thin slices on the nearby ground. trace. The Great Sword constantly collided with the two long swords in Feng Yuan's hands, causing large swaths of sparks to fly.
"What a sword, what a sword!" Feng Yuan looked up to the sky and laughed proudly: "Old Si, this sword of yours is really good. It's not in vain. Senior brother, I will count Yue Jue and take away his seven swords." Come. Otherwise, with the alloy swords we have today, wouldn’t they be chopped into pieces with just one strike of your sword?”
"Huh huh huh, senior brother is indeed very witty and has become more sophisticated over the years. Yue Jue is such a good helper, but you actually gave up just for a few long swords!" Fang Wen gritted his teeth and said to Chao Feng. Yuan slashed out hundreds of swords and said in a long voice: "It is indeed your true nature, senior brother! Whoever uses other skills today will be my grandson!"
Feng Yuan gritted his teeth and said in a ferocious voice: "Okay, except for the "Nine Heavens Wind Control Sutra", whoever uses other skills will be the grandson!"
At this moment, Fang Wen and Feng Yuan passed by each other in the air. The closest distance between them was less than three meters!
The green sword and the blue sword in Feng Yuan's palm were struck fiercely by Da Shaojian and Feng Yuan.
Feng Yuan's hand suddenly loosened, and the two long swords flew out of his hand, heading towards Fang Wen's chest.
Fang Wen let out a long hiss, raised his sword to his chest, and blocked the two incoming swords with one sword.
Feng Yuan's dark face, which had always had a compassionate smile of enlightenment, suddenly flashed a trace of deep-seated viciousness. His hand suddenly shook, and a dazzling golden rainbow shot out from his hand. While Fang Wen's attention was still focused on the two swords, it destroyed the big sword and penetrated Fang Wen's heart!
The Great Sword, a sword refined by Mingya, extremely sharp and tough, was able to withstand Yue Jue's Seventh Sword Master without any damage, but it was cut off so easily.
There was a fountain of blood gushing out from Fang Wen's chest and back.
Fang Wen looked at Feng Yuan blankly, and Feng Yuan showed a crazy smile: "Fang Wen! I have repented! I have begged you for mercy! I am even willing to give all my strength to you! You Why do you have to make me lose my soul? If that’s the case, then you should die first!”
With a move of his hand, a pale golden sword suddenly fell into Feng Yuan's palm. The broken sword only had half of its edge, as if it had been cut off at the waist. The edge of the pale golden Chi Xu long sword was as thin as a cicada's wing, floating in Feng Yuan's palm like a shadow. Feng Yuan screamed proudly: "Seventh Sword Art! Hahaha, this is just a gimmick to fool you. My real killing move is this treasure!"
With a shake of his hand, the broken sword suddenly shot out a sword beam more than ten meters long from the tip of the sword. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and it felt cold even from a distance. Fang Wen, who was suddenly hit hard, couldn't help but shudder. . Instinctively, he put his hand into his arms, and Fang Wen grasped something with his hand. The twenty-three golden elixirs in his body released the strongest power at the same time, and a huge amount of Zixiao elixir energy poured in along Fang Wen's hand. In the goose egg-sized silver bullet he held tightly in his palm.
Maybe Fang Wen is the only one in the world who can truly activate this projectile!
Only the freak Fang Wen, who combines all the power of his twenty-three golden elixirs, can completely activate this projectile!
A ray of bright silver light more than a hundred meters long rushed out from Fang Wen's palm with a dragon's roar, and swept across Feng Yuan's body, who was looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, as quickly as lightning.
The broken sword in Feng Yuan's palm was shattered, Feng Yuan's body was shattered, and several pink and sticky energy crystals in Feng Yuan's body were shattered. . .
Subsequently, Feng Yuan’s spiritual imprintChopped to pieces by a sword.
The remaining power of the sword light did not subside, and it rushed forward for thousands of meters while grazing the ground, forcibly opening an extremely long ditch on the ground that was nearly a hundred meters deep and several meters wide.
How can this sword be struck by human power?
Ying Zheng led Yue Jue deep into the dangerous place underground in Afang Palace. Yue Jue got the Seventh Sword Master, and Ying Zheng got the magical sword pill. Once activated, even with Ying Zheng's level of cultivation, he could only hit several sword pills!
Suffering heavy injuries, Fang Wen fought desperately in the face of danger, and finally summoned up all the elixir energy to stimulate the sword pill back to its original appearance.
That is such a huge and inviolable piece of shocking sword energy. Human Journey Chapter 7 Gale Chapter 15
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