Chapter 618: Don’t want to have a face (first update)

Sword Master Peak.

One of the most important places in Wanjian Mountain City.

It is also the place where the two leaders of the Sword Cultivation Alliance, the Blue-Clothed Sword Master and the White-Clothed Sword Master.

...

At this moment, the two sword masters stood side by side on a cliff, and were also watching the movements on this side with their spiritual consciousness.

The Sword Lord of the Blue-Clothed Sword was wearing a blue-Clothed, with wide robe and big sleeves, revealing his two thick forearms, holding his hands, and proudly aura.

This person is a young man in his thirties. He is not too tall, only more than seven feet tall, but he is particularly strong, just like a mountain.

The neck is a bit short, the facial contour is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, making it look even more solid. The nose bridge is lying across and the lips are thick, but it will never show a honest temperament because of this person's eyes, which are extremely deep and have a slight flash of light, like a starry sky, full of wisdom and agility.

As for the breath, it was extremely restrained, like an ordinary mortal man, and there was no sign of depth.

Another white-clothed sword master was wearing a white dress, with a wide robe and big sleeves, but this man was taller and thinner, with barefoot feet.

When the wind blows, the white clothes float like hanging on bamboo poles, giving the feeling of immortality to ride the wind.

And this person's face is much older, looking like he is in his seventies or eighties, with chicken skin and hair, old-fashioned, and wrinkles on his face.

His eyes narrowed into two slits, making people unable to see any emotions.

His breath was also restrained like a mortal.

...

"Fellow Daoist, this kid is on the opposite path from you."

The old face of the white-clothed sword master suddenly twisted and said with an unfathomable smile.

The Sword Lord in Qingyi said nothing. The look in his eyes was definitely not admiration, but a kind of cold and coldness.

All monks who knew him knew that this person was a domineering person. In the Sword Cultivator Alliance, except for the White-clothed Sword Master, no one else was allowed to sing against him.

This style is not all bad. The growth of the Sword Cultivation Alliance is not unrelated to this person's personality. But if Fang Junmei and the other two joined in, it is difficult to say what kind of story they would interpret.

"God--it's really enough to give me a face!"

After a moment of silence, the man left a sentence in a cold voice and turned around and left.

The white-clothed sword master smiled slightly when he heard this.

...

There are great peaks, and the fierce battle continues.

Fang Junmei's hand twisted seal with the void, breaking all the opponent's methods.

In full view of everyone, this was undoubtedly a huge shame for Shen Wanche, the pride of heaven. This person's eyes were even more fierce.

Pang!

Suddenly, as if it was ignited, the man's magic power aura suddenly increased a lot, and finally lifted his self-restriction and returned to the level of the middle stage of the mortal world.

Don't want the face!

Many of the monks watched, smiles flowed through their eyes.

The strong wind whistled.

After Shen Wanche released his magic power, not only did he rise in momentum, but the power of the magical powers he used was also significantly stronger.

Bang bang bang bang bang-

In the air, there were broken golden lights, which came from both the sword pattern and the sword seal.

If Fang Jun's eyebrows were still crushing before, they are now evenly matched.

After all, his realm is lower than a small realm. This Void Twisted Seal has not been deduced for a long time, and its power cannot be exerted to the point of being too terrible.

The golden light exploded between the two.

One is well-inherited, the other is very talented.

No matter what method is used, they will be cut off by the other party and blown to pieces together.

...

Time passes by little by little. If this situation continues to be stalemate, it will obviously be unfavorable for Fang Junmei, who has weaker mana.

But the first thing that couldn't hold back was God's life.

This person didn't want to have any face. He let go of all his magic power and killed him. He couldn't do anything to Fang Junmei. He felt angry and resentful. How could he handle himself in front of everyone?

The murderous intent in his eyes is getting heavier and heavier.

"Your Excellency, how about you just hit here?"

Fang Junmei suddenly said aloud.

He is a mature and steady person. He is a newcomer and does not want to offend people too ruthlessly. Since it is now a matter of equality, he plans to end it.

Wow!

The sword tip was rolled up, and the void twisted seal that flowed out rotated into an upright circular vortex, blocking it in front of you.

Fang Junmei himself retreated and turned attack into defense.

The god heard this, but he didn't say a word, his eyes were as dull as water.

Swish!

Taking advantage of this gap, this man used to trick him, put away a top-level magic treasure-level long sword in his hand, reached out and replaced it with a fiery red broad sword. The aura emitted by this sword was already at the level of spiritual treasure, and the aura was not an ordinary spiritual treasure.

"Die!"

After taking out the knife, Shen Wanche roared and stabbed the sword again.

When this sword came out, it was still a sword pattern, but there was only one. This sword pattern was different from any of the previous ones and was obviously more complicated.

Pang!

After the explosion, golden flames burst out.

But there were more hallucinations in everyone's eyes, and they felt that the golden flames they saw were not burning the void, but there was also a world in it.

The figure fell to the ground, the grass and trees were dry, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the void was burned violently. A world was pouring wildly under the burning of the raging flames, and a feeling of irresistible despair spread in the hearts of many onlookers.

Crack-

With the sound of large pieces of brokenness, the distorted seal of void that Fang Jun's eyebrows blasted out was violently twisted and burned into nothingness when he touched the golden flame.

The heat waves rolled and rushed to all directions.

The monks who were watching retreated several miles away again.

"There is at least seventh-level flame contained in this long sword!"

An experienced monk blurted out in an instant.

"That's of course. This sword was the Liujin Liaoyuan Sword given to Shen Wanche by the Lord of the Green Skill himself!"

Someone answered.

No matter what, after seeing this, many monks had sentenced Fang Junmei to death in their hearts.

...

Fang Junmei himself, of course, also noticed something was wrong and quickly flashed into the sky.

The flame, like a maggot with bones, came to him under the control of Shen Wanche. Fang Jun's eyebrows burned like a scorching sun.

He was covered in passionate blood, and his blood qi escaped from the blood vessels, evaporated into blood-colored mist outside his body, and was soon burned into nothingness.

Fang Junmei's vigorous vitality is also disappearing bit by bit.

Swish!

Waving your hand is like a knock-on hit.

The void twisted and collapsed, crushing towards the chasing god Wanche.

Shen Wanche snorted coldly when he saw it, waved his sword a few times, and the power of void that had crushed him was actually burned to the direction of Fang Junmei, and it was crushed backwards, with a very fast speed.

Shen Wanche's strongest method seems to be a few more powerful than Wu Canggu's casual blow.

Any kind of power has its mystery when it reaches its extreme cultivation, not to mention Fang Junmei's way of space, and there is still a very long way to go.

Bang!

Fang Jun's eyebrows were blown away with a heavy blow, and blood was sprayed in his mouth.

Shen Wanche pursued him reluctantly and vowed to kill him.

"stop!"

The Dao Lang finally couldn't help it anymore, so he took out the long sword and flew out!

The sound of thunder in my body was like a chapter of looking down on the world.
To be continued...