After Fang Yuncheng and Hua Ziqi passed through the Shimen Water Curtain, they came to their own different Sumeru spaces, but because the cultivation of the two people was basically the same, they were both in the realm of the late stage of qi induction, so the Sumeru space of the two of them was basically very similar. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Yuncheng appeared on a meadow, at the beginning, he could still see the strange flowers and plants on the grass, he could smell the fragrance of the earth, and he could also see the blue sky above his head, as well as the white clouds drifting, but soon, the sky began to change, and the surrounding area began to be filled with a faint fog at some point, and soon the grass was shrouded, and the sky above his head was also blocked by the white fog, and the sunlight could not penetrate the strange white fog, only a dim halo was left.

Gradually, the surrounding environment began to change, Fang Yuncheng took a breath of the air around him, but found that he couldn't smell the fragrance of the earth before, looking at it, the visibility was only about five meters, and the strange white mist had already surrounded him from all directions, faintly, from a distance, there seemed to be a strange sound of Suosuo.

The sound was getting louder and louder, and it felt as if it was getting closer and closer to Fang Yuncheng, Fang Yuncheng held the cyan scabbard with his left hand, pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and put on a defensive posture, listening carefully to the surrounding sounds with a solemn expression.

As the sound approached, the originally small sound of Sisuo turned into a rustling sound, Fang Yuncheng looked intently, and could already faintly see through the white mist, and saw a black shadow surrounding him from all directions, he suddenly didn't think about it, he directly flicked the circlip of the long sword in his hand, and the sword was unsheathed, turning into a cold light, lying in front of him, bringing him a trace of confidence.

But then, the surrounding black oppressive shadows broke through the thick white fog and completely appeared in front of Fang Yunlong's body, it was a strange beetle only the size of a palm, dark and dull, with countless thin legs on its body, a small head, and a long pincer-like limb stretched out on both sides, shining with a light blue light, very weird.

Originally, this kind of strange little insect, although it looked rather strange, but with Fang Yuncheng's courage, he naturally wouldn't be afraid of anything, but in front of him, this was not one or two, nor a hundred or two hundred, but dense, almost surrounding all the surrounding space, and there was a steady stream of black figures, constantly emerging from the thick white fog around them, rushing towards Fang Yuncheng, the only place that was not shrouded in white fog.

So many strange insects surrounded Fang Yuncheng, making his adult's heart also a little frightened, the right hand holding the sword even trembled a little, his expression began to become nervous, seeing that the insects around him were less than half a meter away from him, he immediately waved the sword in his hand, and used the starting style of the Qiankun Eight Swords Sword Technique he learned from the Qiankun Gate - the Gate of Heaven and Earth.

Although this Qiankun Gate is now in decline, their founding patriarch is a person with a great heart, not only giving the sect the three majestic names of the Qiankun Gate, but also giving their own original Qiankun Eight Swords and Swordsmanship moves, and also giving them extremely imposing names.

Although Fang Yuncheng had no true qi, and the long sword in his hand was only an ordinary weapon-level weapon, it was only a little stronger than the kitchen knives used for cooking at home in the world, but the strange black beetles around him didn't seem to be a powerful monster, their black carapace was not very hard, Fang Yuncheng used a sword technique, and suddenly it was like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, sweeping away all the black beetles within a meter around him.

The black beetles fell on the bodies of the other beetles like black mud, but Fang Yuncheng looked closely, but found that those beetles had been broken into pieces by his long sword, leaving only the two pincer-like limbs that shone with blue light intact.

Fang Yuncheng succeeded in one blow, and suddenly had greater self-confidence, he opened his bow left and right, and repeatedly performed that move The Gate of Heaven and Earth, shattering and sweeping away the black beetles that kept rushing forward, although Fang Yuncheng felt more and more that his moves had become more flexible, but the black beetles around him were more and more continuous, like a tide constantly emerging from all directions, wave after wave, no matter how Fang Yuncheng cleaned, there would always be black beetles rushing towards him as if they were dying.

Gradually, the movements in Fang Yuncheng's hand began to become sluggish, his original breath was very smooth, but now, he had gradually begun to breathe, and after a while, Fang Yuncheng's breath began to be disordered, dripping sweat began to appear on his forehead, his sword swinging action was even more difficult, the originally light long sword, at this moment, it seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties in his hand.

Originally, as soon as the sword was swung, the black beetles in the surrounding circle were thrown away by the sword, turned into pieces and were swept away, but now under Fang Yuncheng's more and more shrinking sword moves, black beetles that slipped through the net began to appear, those beetles were lucky not to be swept under Fang Yuncheng's sword, and they immediately moved their claws quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed to Fang Yuncheng's feet, and before Fang Yuncheng came to his senses, he saw that the black beetle suddenly raised his two big pliers and fiercely aimed at Fang Yuncheng's ankle clamps.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao couldn't help but sweat for this Fang Yuncheng, the black beetle was not hard, and the speed was not very fast, it seemed to be very weak, although there were more of them, but Lin Xiao felt that he could trample the black beetle to death by stepping on it, but this kind of fragile little insect obviously shouldn't be so useless, so he noticed the two big pincers of the black beetle that shone with blue light early on.

The two pincers are like the pincers of a crab, very large, and the proportion of the black beetle's body is completely inconsistent, just the shape of this pincer seems to be not ordinarily powerful, not to mention, before Fang Yuncheng's sword moves continued, but he could only smash the rest of the black beetle, but the two pincers were always intact, and none of the black beetle's pincers were cut off.

Therefore, Lin Xiao has reason to believe that this black beetle's pincers are definitely the big killer and killer weapon of this black beetle, Fang Yuncheng cut the black beetle for a long time, and finally when he was slow to react, he was attacked by a black beetle that slipped through the net to his feet, and then the black beetle raised his big pliers and clamped it on Fang Yuncheng's ankle.

"Ahh (To be continued.) )