Fang Yu looked ahead, swept over all the pseudo-saints in front of him, and was arrogant......

"I'll see who dares to stop me!"

The longsword is tilted at forty-five degrees.

The light of the sun reflects a dazzling light.

It was as if that light could kill people invisibly, making people shudder.

Although their cultivation has reached the realm of full saints, they do not have the stability and combat experience of real full saints. Like Ao Jiang, Ao Qing and others, they are just ordinary pseudo-saints.

Even a pseudo-saint is very different from a true full saint.

Fang Yu held the Dragon Yin Sword......

Swung his sword and slashed over.

"A sword leads to the mystery!"

Dao Dao Sword Light resembles a cone-shaped umbrella-like form.

Shout.

Woohoo.

The sword light suddenly united!

Swish.

Fang Yu's figure was like lightning, leaving an afterimage in place!

As if he was dazzled, he couldn't see Fang Yu's true body clearly.

Wait a second.

Fang Yu's figure appeared behind a dragon clan master.

The dragon sword was still tilted at forty-five degrees.

However.

On the blade of the long sword, there was crimson blood, flowing down with the sword, and the sun shone on the blood...... Crystal clear, tick-tock, falling on the flat marble floor, splashing a small flower, like a red firework in a flat surface!

Dazzling!

Poof.

The dragon master behind him fell to the ground with a bang!

I don't even know how to die.

"If you have any array, go ahead...... Today, let me see if your formation is powerful or my sword is powerful...... I'll kill as many as I want!"

Fang Yu's fighting spirit grew stronger and stronger, and he said proudly, "Killing one person is a crime, slaughtering 10,000 people is a hero, slaughtering nine million, Fang is the male of the male!"

Shout!

"A sword leads to the mystery!"

The endless stream of immortal aura in Fang Yu's body, like the ocean, was inexhaustible!

With this level of combat skill, he can use it an infinite number of times!

Because, the rate of consumption is far less fast than the rate of replenishment!

The mystery of the dragon duel was brought into full play at this moment.

"Thunder Light!"

Phew.

Whoop, whoa!

The scene is one-sided!

What a array!

What a pseudo-saint, vulnerable!

"Oh my God! It's the devil!"

"Why is it so powerful?"

"Could it be...... This is really a rare son of heaven in 30,000 years, descending on the dragon clan and saving my dragon clan from danger His Royal Highness the dragon clan?!! this ...... How is that possible?!"

"Iniquity...... The rules set by the ancestors are all evils!"

Dragons have rules-

Do not kill each other!

This is a big no-no!

The Dragon Emperors of all dynasties have also adhered to this rule!

This is also one of the factors that have kept the three elders in balance and mutually restricted.

The dragons' ability to reproduce is too weak.

There are only a few thousand people in the entire Dragon Sleeping Holy Land, if there is an internal fight, what future does the dragon clan have?

However.

Fang Yu is slaughtering with a sword!

He who does not know is not guilty!

But...... Doesn't this elder know that he will even make an enemy of His Highness the Dragon Clan at all costs?!

Those dragon clan disciples who watched the battle had their own thoughts!

The bottom dragon clan, why do you need to send them to death?

In the final analysis, it is the cultivators with high strength who decide the future.

And so.

Most of the dragon clan disciples outside the square all stood still, their bodies trembling, watching this scene.

Even if it is rushed, is it useful?

Fearless sacrifice.

Moreover, most of the Dragon Clan disciples outside the arena didn't know what was going on at all.

......

In the field.

The remaining ten or so pseudo-saints, in an instant, five people died, and most of them were left, all of them looked at Fang Yu with horrified eyes...... Only then did they realize that the strength and cultivation of the person in front of them had long been beyond their comprehension.

Is this the realm of full sainthood?

Shout!

A sword in the air!

Phew.

Another human head fell to the ground.

Chen Daotian couldn't help covering his eyes, not wanting to look at the scene. Alas, life is full of killing. If I don't kill, people will kill me. This reminded Chen Daotian of the scene when he returned to Chenjia Village. The people of Chenjia Village looked down on themselves very much, and finally fell to the point of facing each other with swords.

There are some things that cannot be solved by explanation and communication, only force is the ultimate journey.

"Who else!"

"Who else dares to come up and fight me!"

Fang Yu's voice echoed throughout the square.

The so-called pseudo-saint master of the dragon clan couldn't help but take a step back.

The remaining half of the pseudo-saints, where do they dare to send them to death?

The gap is too big!

The other side.

Ye Wenjun's attack also became extremely fierce.

The stormy attack continued to stab at the Great Elder Feng Wulaw.

Feng Wutian didn't have time to take care of the Second Elder at all, plus he had received a sharp blow from Fang Yu before, he was not Ye Wenjun's opponent at all.

"The sword breaks through the sky!"

The Heavenly Rank Combat Technique, which contained a powerful cold aura, filled the sky with sword shadows, like falling snow, smashed into Feng Wutian's body.

Feng Wutian was sweating profusely, as if he was a little physically exhausted.

"How is this possible! Such a young man has such combat experience...... This...... It's incredible!"

Elder Feng, who has lived for 10,000 years, can't accept such a young man who defends the sky.

In the case of passive defense –

On the contrary, Ye Wenjun is becoming more and more courageous!

Bang bang bang!

didn't care about the consumption of the inner element at all, didn't care how high the opponent's defense was, and didn't care whether Feng Wutian left his hand or not.

In Ye Wenjun's opinion.

Her task is to lock Feng Wutian, even if she can't defeat him, she must make him inseparable at all for a period of time!

In fact.

The effect was also achieved, and it was done perfectly.

With a sword move, Feng Wutian hit the sky and had no power to fight back......

Ye Wenjun couldn't help but be surprised...... Muttered, "I, when did I become so good?"

After 30,000 years of practice, how could it be in vain?

Seeing that Feng Wutian was a little powerless to parry, Ye Wenjun shouted again:

"Sword Pull Tianhua, Septet!"

Airplanes.

Buzzing.

The Shui Han Sword trembled under her control.

The buzzing sound is incessant.

Even Fang Yu heard it, and couldn't help but glance back, and said in surprise: "Daughter-in-law, you are too ruthless...... This old man is going to be beaten to tears by you!"

When Ye Wenjun was doing things, he was very attentive, and Fang Yu's words, which were completely filtered, were seriously used to perform this ninetet!

A sword mark denser than all the previous moves fell from the sky!

One, two, three...... Nine ......

"This ...... How is this possible! This is a full saint?" Feng Wutian's eyes widened!

Seeing that this sword light was about to fall.

It is still a move of the best holy weapon, and Feng Wutian feels the threat and oppression of the strong column!

"Burning the sea of gas!" shouted Feng Wutian's bared teeth.

Meanwhile.

Fengwen Peak was also oppressed by the formation, and he couldn't breathe.

Urging this powerful formation alone, and even under the consumption of the double formation, Feng Wenfeng also felt physically exhausted-

"Lao Tzu also fights!

It was as if a flame had appeared on both of them, blazing and burning.

The power is skyrocketing!

(End of chapter)