Then, the cyan halo swept up, involving Xiao Xiangtian and the two of them, and dragged them back. Only then did they see the truth of the cyan halo. It was actually a satin-like magic weapon. Fang Chen sneered and said, "Not necessarily!" There was a squeaking sound, and a very faint golden light flew out from Lu Yun's body. Immediately, a long cut was made on the green halo, and then the golden light flew out What entered Fang Chen's hand was a small sword three inches long. This little sword was naturally transformed by a heavenly ghost. After the cyan halo was cut by the small sword, the brilliance dimmed in an instant. Fang Chen continued: "Do you think I can't recognize this wind silkworm brocade? Although this thing is good, if you don't sacrifice it properly, it will be a waste!" Sun Xiuying looked at the cyan halo and felt that her heart was bleeding. She It was quite difficult to get this thing, but I didn't want it to be destroyed by Fang Chen so easily. How could I not be angry? Anger rushed straight to the top of her head again. She no longer cared about the lives of Xiao Xiangtian and Lu Yun. Her body suddenly flew out of the air and rushed towards Fang Chen. Her stance at this time was not a stance of flying with a sword, but a pure use of wind spiritual power to make her body fly in the air. This was already the method of a golden elixir stage monk. Of course, the wind spiritual power was strong here, and she happened to be practicing the wind technique, so it was just a coincidence. Even so, she would definitely take advantage in a battle with ordinary monks. Fang Chen shook his head and threw the stone bridge in his hand directly. Lu Yun shouted loudly: "Senior sister, be careful!" He saw Sun Xiuying's body floating in the air like a fish, and narrowly escaped from under the stone bridge. Then he only heard a bang, but the stone bridge was hit hard. On the ground, the entire space shook. Amidst the crashing sound, hundreds of green flames surged out from Fang Chen's hands, filling the surrounding space of several feet in an instant. With the movement of Sun Xiuying's body, the strong wind brought by the surrounding space drove these fires, and all the flames followed her like a long tail. Sun Xiuying was shocked. She had practiced for so many years and fought many kinds of monks, but she had never seen such a strange fighting method. She naturally doesn¡¯t know that the greatest characteristic of Netherworld Phosphorus Fire is its lightness. Especially the Netherworld Phosphorus Fire controlled by Fang Chen is extremely sensitive to airflow and is almost unavoidable. She turned her body slightly, and more than ten groups of Broken Spirit Yifeng were immediately thrown behind her. "Breaking Spirit Yifeng" is a second-level spell that can hinder the flow of spiritual power around it, and is generally used for containment. In the past, Fang Chen had seen Sun Xiuying use this spirit-breaking wind to deal with Yan Zhengtian. At this time, she could think of using this method to deal with the ghostly phosphorus fire behind her that was like a gangrene attached to the bones, which was commendable. However, there were too many netherworld phosphorus fires behind them. When the Duanling Yifeng flew out, it only blocked a small part of them from being castrated, and the rest still followed him reluctantly. In desperation, Sun Xiuying waved her hand, and a gleaming blue sword appeared out of thin air in front of her eyes. Then she flew up, her speed more than doubled in an instant, and she hit Fang Chen straight away. However, Fang Chen would not let her have her wish. With a wave of his hand, dozens of netherworld phosphorus fires turned into a line and flew out, lying across the path she must pass. Sun Xiuying took out a small green flag, waved it hard, and a green light surged out, covering the surface of her body. Then, she hit the dozens of netherworld phosphorus fires without hesitation. Amidst the sound of chirping, a bunch of netherworld phosphorus fire fell on the cyan mask, and burned quickly on its surface, but it failed to penetrate the cyan mask immediately. This was exactly the effect Sun Xiuying wanted. In an instant, she rushed into the area two feet in front of Fang Chen. She jumped down from the long sword and at the same time grasped the sword. Wind blades continued to pour out from the tip of the sword, immediately forming a line. A long chain of wind blades. The third level spell Thousand Blades Wind Chain, when Fang Chen first met Sun Xiuying in the past, she could only chain nineteen wind blades together. At this time, he saw that this Thousand Blades Wind Chain already had more than thirty It¡¯s a piece. The power of the Thousand-Blade Wind Chain will increase with each length. The Thousand-Blade Wind Chain composed of more than thirty wind blades is at least twice as powerful as the original nineteen. It can be seen that although Sun Xiuying has never broken through to the golden elixir stage in recent years, she has definitely not been idle. But when she suddenly swung her sword, the long sword with the wind chain on the tip of the sword was thrown towards Fang Chen like a long whip. The surrounding air was driven by the rapidly rotating wind blade, and a whirlwind rose from the ground, causing The surrounding netherworld phosphorus fire surged towards her at a faster speed. Fang Chen saw her coming so hardHowever, he suddenly became interested, and instead of using any other means, he followed Yu Jian up, holding an ordinary Purgatory Poison Fire Sword in his hand, and faced the wind chain. Sun Xiuying thought to herself: "The wind chain can also be dealt with directly with a long sword? You really don't think you can die fast enough!" However, before the smile of joy dissipated from her face, she saw Fang Chen slashing with his sword. It was an extremely accurate way to directly scatter the first wind blade. Sun Xiuying was furious and screamed: "Chop a few more wind blades for me to see!" As she said that, she shook the tip of her sword, and the wind chain immediately formed a circle, and there was no dead end. Fang Chen, as if he hadn't seen it before, casually struck one of the wind blades with his sword. With a snap, the wind blade shattered in response, but the other wind blades connected to it immediately rebounded and swept towards Fang Chen with lightning speed. A sneer appeared on Sun Xiuying's face when she saw the sword in Fang Chen's hand suddenly move very quickly. With a sharp jingle, all the seven or eight wind blades that bounced up were scattered. The air currents from the broken wind blade surged in all directions, and with a few chirps, the surrounding clouds of netherworld phosphorus fire were rushed into the distance. However, more Netherworld Phosphorus Fire was attracted. Sun Xiuying's eyes almost popped out of her eyes. Fang Chen's swords just now seemed simple, but in fact they required extremely high requirements for eyesight and timing. Even she herself was unable to do this. Such a method is almost the natural nemesis of the Thousand Blade Wind Chain. Thinking that she had spent a lot of energy cultivating the Thousand-Blade Wind Chain, but there was someone in the world who could use such a method to deal with the Thousand-Blade Wind Chain, Sun Xiuying felt murderous in her heart! Amidst the sound of hula-la-la, more than a dozen of the Netherworld Phosphorus Fires, which were chasing closer, were the first to land on the cyan light shield around her body. Sun Xiuying ignored it, gritted her teeth, took out a blue ball and smashed it down.