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Volume One, Sect Chapter 57: Jedi Counterattack

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    Chapter 57 Jedi Counterattack Of course, if there is no Shifang Tianyin Sword, it is just a dream to release the Shifang Zhiyin Sword Qi.  If it were anyone else, it would take at least several years to cultivate the Shi Fang Zhi Yin Sword Qi.  On the one hand, you need to be familiar with the use of Yin Spiritual Power, and on the other hand, you must also be able to understand the flow of Yin Spiritual Power.  However, for Fang Chen, these are not problems.  The long lifespan in his previous life was enough for him to fully understand these things.  In just ten days, Fang Chen has initially mastered the Shi Fang Zhi Yin Sword Qi. Although it takes a long time to prepare, the release speed is very slow, and the power is incomplete, however, this is the real Shi Fang Zhi Yin Sword Qi, but it is not complete.  This state is not something that ordinary people can resist.  What's more, if it is released with the Ten Directions Tianyin Sword, its power will be slightly enhanced.  And the time that everyone stayed in Jiuhua Sect has finally passed half a year, and it is already time to leave.  Before leaving, Jiuhua Sect gave each monk who came here to refine weapons a second-level medium-grade magic weapon, the Spirit-Gathering Jade Pendant, as a gift. However, everyone knew that the value they created by refining weapons here for half a year would not be worth it.  It is far more than a spirit-gathering jade pendant.  After Fang Chen and a dozen others left Jiuhua Sect, they rushed straight towards the sect.  Fang Chen, Qin Xiaoyu, and Cheng Wanying fell behind, while the others walked far ahead.  When they traveled more than a hundred miles, everyone secretly became more vigilant.  Because generally speaking, the area within a hundred miles of the sect is considered to be the sect's direct control of the sphere of influence. There are often monks patrolling, and generally speaking, nothing will happen.  If there are any disputes or troubles beyond this range, the sect will probably not care.  Just after traveling for more than ten miles, I heard a sharp scream coming from behind.  When Fang Chen and the three of them turned around, they saw a cold light on the horizon chasing them quickly from a very far away place.  Fang Chen frowned slightly, with an ominous premonition in his heart.  In a moment, the cold light fell straight down, and when he stood on the ground, he was a barefoot and wild-haired young man wearing a raincoat and carrying a simple iron sword on his back.  The young man's eyes were indifferent, looking at Fang Chen and the others as if they were looking at dead objects: "Are you Fang Chen?" Fang Chen said: "Are you?" Before he finished speaking, the young man reached out to draw his sword, and then simply said  The sword struck him.  His movements don¡¯t seem to be particularly fast, but all the rhythms give people a sense of logic, as natural as spring flowers, summer rain, and autumn wind and falling leaves.  Suddenly, the tip of his sword was handed to Fang Chen's eyebrows.  At this moment, Fang Chen felt chills all over his body, and he was tightly enveloped by the threat of death that he had never experienced in two lifetimes.  However, Cheng Wanying made the move before him.  ¡° But Cheng Wanying didn¡¯t know when she had condensed a flame wheel into her hand.  The only difference is that this flame wheel is not orange-red, but a light golden color like the warm sunshine.  She flicked it hard, and the golden flame wheel spiraled out silently. When it was in the air, it emitted golden light like the sun, and quickly changed from half a foot in size to several feet in size, hitting the young man's waist and abdomen.  Qin Xiaoyu was stunned to death.  At the time of life and death, Fang Chen was surprisingly calm.  He looked at the increasingly larger sword tip in front of him indifferently. He could even see that it was just the most common first-level low-grade magic weapon, the fine iron sword. However, because it had killed too many creatures and experienced too much tempering,  Because of this, there seemed to be a black air lingering on the surface of the sword tip.  This is murderous intent, murderous intent condensed into substance.  The next moment, all the yin and yang spiritual power in Fang Chen's body burst out at the same time. After experiencing the sword pavilion spiritual pulse meeting, it had risen to the level of the earth and provided the best channel for the flow of spiritual power. Fang Chen stared at the eyes.  At the tip of the sword, there are only three words lingering in my heart - the art of controlling objects!  At such a distance and in such a short period of time, this is the only method he can use.  In an instant, a huge force was suddenly exerted on the tip of the sword. The young man felt that the sword seemed to have pierced into the thickest mud. The sword in his hand was extremely raw, just like when he first practiced swordsmanship.  Every day is as difficult as stabbing a pine tree with an iron sword.  He shouted low, and the black energy on his body disappeared in a flash. The force on the long sword suddenly became a little stronger, and he stabbed forward another three inches, and then the sword tip pierced Fang Chen's eyebrows lightly.  But at this moment, even greater power fell on his iron sword, but with a snap, the fine iron sword that had been with him for a long time, killed countless people, and was already quite spiritual, broke, but the tip of the sword was still stuck.  In the center of Fang Chen's eyebrows.  The young man took a step forward naturally with his feet. The broken sword in his hand continued to stab Fang Chen between his eyebrows. However, it had lost its previous calm and natural momentum and became a bit muddy.information.  After all, he was practicing swordsmanship, not broken swords.  And after just a little delay, the golden flame wheel released by Cheng Wanying had already flown to his waist, and the hot breath had already ignited the raincoat on the surface of his body.  At the same time, the tip of the sword between Fang Chen's brows suddenly trembled, flying out with a line of blood, and struck the young man's throat within three feet.  And Fang Chen already had a huge shield in his hand - the second-order high-grade Wuyue Shield, the thickest shield in Fang Chen's hand.  With a scoff, the half-cut sword pierced into the Wuyue Shield with great force, and passed directly through. However, being blocked by the Wuyue Shield, the sword's power weakened a bit. After penetrating three inches into the Wuyue Shield,  The young man finally couldn't hold the sword forward any further.  And his crisis has just begun to come. The most violent attack has not been effective, so he ushered in the most violent counterattack.  He first raised his finger like a sword and pointed at the broken sword.  When the fingers and swords intersected, he felt a strong force coming from his fingers. The sharp sword blade immediately cut his finger with a bloody gash. However, the black energy on his body flashed again, and his fingers exerted force and directly flicked the tip of the sword.  Come on.  Then, on one side of his body, he grasped his left hand into the void, and black energy was already condensed out. It turned out to be a three-foot-long black energy sword.  He swung hard and hit the golden flame wheel.  With a bang, the huge flame wheel exploded like fireworks. The outgoing flames engulfed the young man directly, and even Fang Chen, who was still holding the Wuyue Shield, was affected.  Fang Chen threw the Naihe Stone Bridge high at the first moment, only to see the three-foot stone bridge pressing down like a mountain on the young man who was still in the flames.  With a whoop, all the flames were blown away by a strong wind, revealing the figure of the young man in the flames.  His raincoat had been scorched, and most of his hair was burned off. There were countless burns on his body, and there were even two balls of golden flame stuck to his waist and burning endlessly.  The black qi sword in his hand swept away the two golden flames with a single sweep.  Above his head, the stone bridge was already pressing down.  He raised the black air sword in his hand high and stabbed directly towards Naihe Stone Bridge.  There was a crash, and the seemingly thin black Qi sword was pressed by Naihe Shiqiao. The tip of the sword immediately and silently shattered into the simplest black Qi. Then Naihe Shiqiao pressed down all the way, smashing the black Qi sword.  It was crushed inch by inch, but as Naihe Shiqiao pressed down, the speed of the black air sword's fragmentation became slower and slower.  Finally, when it reached the hilt of the black air sword, it could no longer be pressed down any further, so the stone bridge swayed, flew back, and was taken into Fang Chen's hands.  At this time, Cheng Wanying's second wave of attacks finally arrived. She seemed to have absolute trust in Fang Chen. She knew that her first round of attacks was enough to create an opportunity for Fang Chen to take action, so her second round of attacks had been brewing for a long time.  A little bit.  This is a small golden firebird the size of a fist. It is burning with blazing golden flames from top to bottom. You can see that the air around it is distorted by the intense heat.  Facing this little fire bird, his face finally changed color, he turned his palm over, and an iron sword appeared in his hand, and then he slashed at the golden fire bird.  Just like using an ice sword to cut through high-heat charcoal fire, this iron sword was easily melted by the high heat.  But the firebird seemed to be touched. From the point where its body came into contact with the iron sword, a golden flame like an eruption of earthly fire suddenly spurted out, and then its entire body melted into this golden flame.  middle.  The next moment, the young man was surrounded by golden flames.  In the scorching fire, he let out a shocking roar, like a wounded beast.  Suddenly, the intense golden flames separated from the center as if they were intimidated by a powerful force, and then a black energy swept the young man and flew out from it, heading towards Fang Chen.  It's a pity that Fang Chen didn't stand idle for so long. He charged up the Shifang Tianyin Sword in his hand for a long time, and finally swung it forward, and a black translucent sword energy shot out with lightning speed, straight away.  Shot into the black air.  With a hula, all the black energy condensed towards a certain point, and finally turned into a round ball, condensing in front of this sword energy.  However, the sword energy passed through it as if it were nothing, and then sank into the young man's chest.  Then, the beads suddenly dispersed and turned into a large ball of black energy that instantly dissipated.  The young man glanced down strangely, and saw a wound on his chest that was not a big one, but only he knew that the Zhiyin spiritual power raging in his body at this time had destroyed all his meridians.  He sighed and suddenly took out a small green bottle,??Pour all the liquid into your mouth.  He moved very quickly, but there was still an indescribably strong fragrance spreading out.  The next moment, he suddenly turned around, spread his legs and ran towards the distance quickly.  Later, there was another Shifang to Yin Jian Qi flying out of this square dust sword. Since then, he did not enter his body. However, he just shook his body, but he did not respond without any response.  His running speed was actually extremely fast, much faster than the speed of an ordinary Foundation Establishment monk wielding a sword, and Fang Chen knew that he would never be able to catch up.  Looking at the young man's retreating back, Fang Chen forcibly suppressed the urge to release the Heavenly Ghost, and collected the Shifang Tianyin Sword and Naihe Stone Bridge. He saw Qin Xiaoyu beside him, already stunned.  From the beginning to the end, before she could even realize what was happening, Fang Chen had already launched an absolute counterattack, defeating the young man and forcing him to retreat.  Cheng Wanying's body swayed, and then she fell backwards, but was caught by Fang Chen.  He stretched out his hand to explore, and already knew that she had consumed too much just now, and the spiritual power that exploded in an instant was too much and too concentrated, and the spiritual veins in her body were injured and the spiritual power was exhausted.  After all, unlike Fang Chen, she was not like Fang Chen when she passed through Jiange's spiritual veins and encountered extremely condensed spiritual liquid to nourish her spiritual veins, so the endurance of her spiritual veins was not that outstanding.
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