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Chapter 107, incompetent roar

"Good vision, I still have time to regret it now. As long as you tell me who the people behind you are, where they are, and what purpose they have, I can reluctantly let you go."

Wei Yuan held the Qiankun Yiqi Fan in one hand, took out an iron sword in the other hand, and spoke lightly.

Fang Miaofo chuckled, "I am becoming more and more curious about who you are now. It is so incredible that you can carve a talisman array that exceeds the fourth grade."

As he said this, Fang Miaofo's smile even more, "But you underestimate me too much, you underestimate the immortal cultivator. I don't even take Zhao Yi's Fengjie Formation seriously, let alone your small fifth-grade magic array!"

Wei Yuan shook his head slightly, "It seems that you haven't seen the form clearly. The reason why you are not afraid of the Wind Tribulation Formation is because you are still in the immortal realm, but now you are seriously injured. I'm afraid you won't even lose 30% of your strength in your heyday."

Speaking of this, Wei Yuan unfolded the Qiankun Qi Fan in his hand, "In the past, he went against the wind and attacked the top of the killing and killing Duan Chen. Today I really want to try killing the immortal with the eighth grade!"

As he finished speaking, Wei Yuan exerted force at his feet and took the lead in attacking. He swung out a fierce fan, and the four-phase power roared away. He wanted to trap Fang Miao Buddha in the formation. If he left the thunder-guided formation, without the help of the formation, he had no chance of winning! The dark clouds rolled, and the first thunder finally fell in the roar, cutting through the sky, and was very dazzling, smashing Fang Miao Buddha in the center of the formation like a silver dragon.

"Hmph! A trick of the devil!"

Fang Miaofo sneered, raised his hand and waved his hand. His murderous aura was everywhere, leaving in the sky, colliding with the falling thunder in an instant.

After blocking the thunder, Fang Miaofo did not dare to turn around and face Wei Yuan. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air. In an instant, the huge illusory palm directly shattered the power of the four symbols, and continued to grab Wei Yuan like a bamboo shoot.

Wei Yuan did not dare to be too big, so he flashed several feet apart, dodged his big hand and swung it again.

The spiritual energy needed to use the Qiankun Yiqi Fan was too terrifying. In just two times, nearly half of the spiritual energy had been consumed. Wei Yuan hurriedly took out a pill from the Sumeru ring and took it, and then swung it out again.

The four-phase power in the sky almost obscured everything that could be reached. For a moment, strange phenomena were repeated in the barren mountains, and thunder and lightning were heard.

The second time the thunder fell, two thunders pierced the dark sky and blasted at Fang Miao Buddha again, followed by the third, fourth, and fifth... Each time the thunder increased exponentially, and Fang Miao Buddha was furious, but it was useless. With Wei Yuan interfering outside, he had no chance to step out of the range of the formation.

Although the power of the Four Symbols could not kill him, he was still seriously injured, and his strength was not as good as before. If he was injured again, he would probably not be able to get out of the magic circle and eventually he could only die in the hands of this ant who had not even reached his fetal breath.

Moreover, the thunder is getting stronger and stronger, and the speed of falling thunder is getting faster and faster. If it comes to the tenth time, the situation may be very dangerous. It is a hundred or even a thousand ways. With the current strength of Fang Miao Buddha, I am afraid that it will not be able to resist all of them.

Now all he can do is to consume Wei Yuan's spiritual energy as much as possible until Wei Yuan's spiritual energy is exhausted and he will no longer be able to use the Qiankun Yiqi Fan. At that time, he will be able to walk out of the magic circle with a swagger.

As long as he leaves the magic circle, the outcome will be very clear. However, it seems that there is not much time left for him. The sky is already brewing the ninth thunderfall and the 256th way. Although he cannot kill him with one blow, he will have the tenth or even the eleventh time after the thunderfall. At that time, Fang Miao Buddha dared not say that he could escape unstoppably.

Compared with Fang Miao Buddha, Wei Yuan's current situation is also critical. He has few spiritual energy and his pills are also limited. I'm afraid he can't hold on to the fan several times.

"Boy, you will definitely die today!"

Fang Miaofo was anxious. He knew that Wei Yuan was already the last of the powerful bow, so he no longer left any room to rush towards Wei Yuan and rushed outside the magic circle.

Wei Yuan's face changed drastically at first, and pretended to be panic and took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

When Fang Miaofo rushed to the edge of the magic circle with a ferocious face and was about to step into the formation, Wei Yuan suddenly showed a faint smile.

This smile made Fang Miaofo suddenly twitch his heart and he felt cold behind him. Could it be that this kid has a backup plan?

It shouldn't be, if there are really powerful means, why didn't you use it?

Just as he was thinking this, Wei Yuan suddenly pinched his sword and pointed forward, then a small golden sword suddenly flew out from Wei Yuan's eyebrows, and whistling as he thought Fang Miao Buddha stabbed.

Seeing this sword without any momentum, Fang Miaofo was stunned for a momentum, then sneered, "Sword comparison, it's up to you!"

As the words came to his mind, a long mysterious sword appeared in his hand, and a sword was stabbed out fiercely, which was about to smash Wei Yuan's sword energy and tear apart the monk of Hao Kingdom who was annoyed by the people.

But at the moment when the two sword tips touched each other, something that Fang Miao Buddha unexpected happened.

Wei Yuan's sword energy stabbed directly, and the Xuan-grade long sword was directly ignored and passed through his body. The golden sword tip pointed directly at Fang Miaofo's eyebrows.

"What!"

Fang Miao Buddha had never seen this situation before, and was shocked. He shook off the long sword and grabbed it back with his big hand, intending to grab the golden sword.

But the speed of the sword energy of the Dao Slaying Dao was too fast, and it was impossible to do it. At this time, the ninth thunder fell finally arrived, and the 256th Dao, if he didn't care about it normally, even if his realm fell, he would not be injured at all. However, there was a sword energy that forced him to force him, and things would be different.

"presumptuous!"

Fang Miaofo's heart was shocked, and his unknown fear of the strange golden sword made him angry, "You are just a minion who has not even reached the fetal breath. You are not qualified to kill me at all, you are not qualified to!"

He was unable to roar, and he could only roar and powerlessly, watching the golden sword pierce into his dantian. Even with spiritual energy barriers, he could still feel that the sword energy of the Dao Slaying Dao was gradually destroying his dantian.

If the Dantian is really broken by a sword, then he will become a completely mortal. How can a mortal stop the next thousands of thunderfalls?

"court death!"

When he thought of this, the spiritual energy in Fang Miaofo's Dantian burst out completely, and in an instant, the air waves flew, and the sword energy of the Dao Slaying Dao was repelled for the first time.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his hand and raised it above his head. The murderous aura gathered into a red dragon and rushed up and collided with the falling thunder. At that moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the overflowing lightning made the entire sky full of white light and could not see anything.
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