Fang Tiansheng fought with the Wei family's two heroes, which was not unpredictable. Fang Tiansheng gradually fell to a disadvantage by fighting against two. It was not because Fang Tiansheng's strength was weak, but after many battles, both physical strength and true energy gradually disappeared. He was kicked in the chest by Wei Feng again. Fang Tiansheng flew backwards and immediately turned over, put his hand on his chest and touched it gently. He probably broke three ribs, but he did not dare to relax at all, and did not dare to cross-legged to heal his injuries. He could only try his best to defend the enemy's offensive.

The first time he was shot down from the sky by Wei's Shuangying, he used his blood to set up a nine-palace formation on the ground that could not be noticed. This formation had no other effects, but raised the six senses of the person who set up the formation to the extreme, and predicted the actions that the enemy would make and the trajectory of using spells.

If you are in good condition, Fang Tiansheng, who set up this formation, can be called invincible in a single-on-one duel, especially when facing a brother combination like Wei's Shuangying who does not rely on formations and spells to defeat the enemy, after all, you can achieve perfect dodging through this formation. Just not being hit is already invincible.

However, Fang Tiansheng's condition is not good at the moment. Even if he predicts the next actions of Wei Ji and Wei Feng brothers, his physical condition is not enough to support the avoidance of the next attack. However, if he cannot avoid the attack of Wei's twin Ying, Fang Tiansheng, whose physical strength is not very strong, will inevitably suffer more damage. In this case, the scene will only become one-sided suppression, and Fang Tiansheng's situation will become more and more difficult.

His eyes swept over Wei Feng and Wei Ji one by one, and Fang Tiansheng thought to himself: "Will you fall here today? There are dragon roar bells, Hunyuan palm fan, and Jinhuang robe in his hand. If all the magic weapons are activated and self-destructed, it may be delayed for a while, but it is not enough to force these two people to retreat. The Wei family's double-ying reputation in the Kunlun Secret Realm is not good, and they must have snatched a lot of good things to defend themselves. At this time, I have already issued all my trump cards. The two still have the strength to fight hard, what should I do?"

While thinking, Fang Tiansheng had already held the Hunyuan Palm Fan in his hand, waiting for a suitable time to throw it out, and then urged the Hunyuan Palm Fan to explode and delay it for a while. He swallowed two vermilion pills into his belly, and a wisp of blood mist appeared on Fang Tiansheng's body. The blood mist circled around Fang Tiansheng, and then drilled into Fang Tiansheng's body, and a little blood color returned to his face.

Wei Ji moved his foot slightly and stood in a more critical position, blocking Fang Tiansheng's retreat and preventing Fang Tiansheng from escaping. He said: "Mr. Fang, we brothers do not want to face you with swords, but the situation is forced to do so. I hope Mr. Fang will forgive you more. When you get down, remember to leave a place for us brothers. Then we will apologize to you."

After saying that, Wei Ji handed Wei Feng a look, and the two of them pulled out two sickles of different colors but exactly the same. The sickle on Wei Ji's hand was shining with blue light, and a trace of cold air came out from above. The sickle on Wei Feng's hand was fiery red, as if there was a fire burning on it. Just standing on the side, waves of heat came to his face.

"The Yin and Yang Scythes were obtained by our brothers by chance outside. They do not belong to the Kunlun secret book. We brothers have a deep understanding of all kinds of magical effects. As for what magical things are, Mr. Fang may have to experience them personally. If you offend, Wei Feng, take action!" Wei Ji gave the order, and his figure had already come to Fang Tiansheng with his words.

Fang Tiansheng jumped up, and Wei Ji's sickle had already chopped down from the sky, chopped on the ground, condensed into a piece of frost,

A blue frost breath gushed out from the sickle, leaving a scratch on the ground. But above Fang Tiansheng jumped up, Wei Feng's figure then arrived, and the fiery red sickle cut across it horizontally. Fang Tiansheng used the Hunyuan Pallet Fan to block it, and then was knocked away.

A fireball flew out from the fiery red sickle, slid from Fang Tiansheng's side and bombarded the ground, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the ground. Fang Tiansheng fell to the ground and had no time to bounce. Wei Ji's attack followed, and Fang Tiansheng could only do his best to avoid it again. The attacks of Wei's double-ying heroes continued, and Fang Tiansheng could only retreat. This situation of being pressed and beaten made Fang Tiansheng very uncomfortable.

This situation did not last long, and Fang Tiansheng was forced into a dead end by the two brothers. They waved two sickles at the same time, and the red and blue arcs flew over from several directions at the same time, blocking all the retreat routes of Fang Tiansheng up, down, left and right. Fang Tiansheng had no choice but to throw the Hunyuan fan out, jumping upwards, and rushed out from a gap above.

"Drink!" Fang Tiansheng shouted softly, and the Hunyuan Palm Fan emitted a few dazzling light from the inside, and burst out with a bang.

"No, please dodge it quickly." Wei Ji hurriedly warned Wei Feng, and at the same time he flew out to one side. Wei Feng was not a fool, but jumped out in the opposite direction.

The explosion of light waves slowly swallowed the arc light fired by the Yin and Yang sickles, and the aftermath lifted Fang Tiansheng out, in the middle of a blue arc. This arc light was fired by Wei Ji before. Fang Tiansheng planned to resist an arc light from the beginning, and then avoided the death attack with the power of the Hunyuan Pallet Fan.

As the smoke and dust dissipated, Fang Tiansheng got up from the ground. Wei's Shuangying was closer to the place where the Hunyuan's palm fan exploded. When he stood up, his ears were buzzing. However, the two did not stop and rest, but instead attacked Fang Tiansheng. Fang Tiansheng jumped again to avoid Wei Ji's sickle blade, but could no longer avoid Wei Feng's attack.

"Is it going to die? Is it impossible to escape such a result in the end? Fortunately, the initiation of Zangfeng has been completed, and I have made a wish." Fang Tiansheng thought silently, slowly closed his eyes, and waited for the red edge to cut open his body.

Having been hit by a blue arc before, half of Fang Tiansheng's body was frozen by the frost cold air, otherwise he would not have been unable to avoid Wei Feng's attack. Weapons that have never been seen before will naturally not be included in the calculation range. The miraculous effects of this weapon may not be the only one, but Fang Tiansheng no longer has the chance to understand it slowly.

Perhaps his life should not be lost. An invisible Qi sword broke through the air. The Qi sword flew faster and faster, breaking through several sound barriers one after another, piercing through the bodies of several cultivators. Wei Feng saw the invisible Qi sword flying over, his pupils dilated, and he hurriedly raised his sickle to greet him, blocking the invisible Qi sword.

In fact, after seeing the invisible Qi Sword, Wei Feng still had the chance to cut Fang Tiansheng's head, but the invisible Qi Sword was too fast. If Wei Feng insisted on killing someone, he would definitely face a situation of death. The striker of the invisible Qi Sword clearly wanted to save Fang Tiansheng, so he would take such a heavy move.

With a crisp "ding", the invisible sword energy hit the blade of the fiery red sickle, and a shocking sound wave swept away. Wei Feng was actually bombarded by the invisible sword energy. If it weren't for the special material of the fiery red sickle, he might have been penetrated by this invisible sword.

Wei Feng's feet

Without leaving the ground, two deep ditches were plowed out on the ground. After finally stopping, he saw a finger-sized pit on the blade of the fiery red sickle. Wei Feng frowned slightly and murmured to himself: "White-haired Sword Saint, no trace!"

As Wei Feng said, a white figure fell from above Tianqi Peak, like an immortal coming to the world, with a far superiority to all the monks present. Sheng Lingxin, who fought with the Blood Infant, looked at the figure that was floating out of dust, forced the Blood Infant away with a sword, and then said: "Wuhen, are you willing to show up finally?"

"The unknown rat, how dare you take the life of my Tianqi Peak in Tianqi Peak, trying to take the life of my Tianqi Peak. Is there really no one on Tianqi Peak that day?" The white-haired sword saint was powerful without anger. His white hair moved without wind, his eyes wide open, and his handsome appearance was full of anger. The countless long swords falling from the ground because the Gengjiao Sword Formation were broken trembled slightly with Wuhen's cold snorting.

Before we could finish this, countless black dragon-shaped auras surged out from Tianqi Peak, and the true dragon auras rushed forward, lifting countless monks in the formation away. For a moment, screams were endless, but they were soon covered by a pleasant piano sound, which covered the screams, but it was difficult to cover the sound of the explosion.

"The Dragon Fist of the Sea, the Jue Ming Qinyin. It is Dragon Zhan and Fairy Ningshuang. The six monsters in the sky are moving in full swing. Such strength is simply beyond human power."

"Is this the strength of the six monsters of Tianqi? It's so terrifying. Everyone in Tianlan Sect retreated, looking for their own chances."

Such voices came everywhere. The clergy coalition, which was originally constantly heading towards the entrance of Tianqi Peak Valley, was defeated and retreated in an instant, just like an ant hole washed away by the flood. The so-called defeat was like a mountain of collapse. This is probably the case.

"Why, I stroked the tiger's beard and touched the tiger's butt and wanted to leave like this? Are you too unfair to take Tianqi Peak and Tianqi Six Monsters seriously?" A voice like a dragon roar came from the mouth of the valley. It is really unimaginable how profound this cultivation is. The fear in many people's eyes could not dissipate for a long time.

As the sound of the piano passed, countless monks exploded into blood flowers. If it weren't for the scene of flying flesh and blood that was too disgusting and disgusting, the splendor of its splendor would probably be worse than a gorgeous firework.

A quick figure rushed out with a green rainbow light, and a medicine hoe danced like a wheel, and a hoe on the left and a hoe on the right, knocking down all the monks around him. Ma Hou stood up and replied to the voice: "Brother, do you say this, wouldn't it be appropriate to compare us to tiger's butts? It's really stinky, stinky!"

Long Zhan replied: "Stinky monkey, what are you talking about? Take care of these guys who are not afraid of death for me. Don't throw away Tianqifeng's face. If you haven't been walking in the immortal world for hundreds of years, the name of Tianqi Six Monsters may have declined. You dare to ride on our heads to shit and pee."

Ma Hou did not talk poorly this time, and his speed was fast. The green light was passing through the crowd. The dark green poisonous fog slowly rose. I don’t know how many people pinched their necks and fell to the ground, spitting out black blood.

"Meteor Fire Rain." Before the monks could come back to their senses from waves after wave, they heard the sound of a rash man again. Then countless meteor meteorites fell from the sky. The fire-attributed true energy drove the stones to the ground, evaporating the explosive plasma on the ground, leaving a red brown color.
Chapter completed!