"well……"

Fang Yuan seemed to have some awareness of the dark thoughts in Menglian's mind, and suddenly sighed.

"Why did the lord sigh?"

Lu Xuanzhi asked curiously.

After leaving Jiujue Mountain, they had no superior or subordinate relationship with this person. Although they were still respectful, they were a little more casual.

"I just think that this place is beautiful and beautiful, and it is really a blessed place..."

Fang Yuan sighed and said with a meaning: "Even as a place for some people to bury themselves, it's qualified!"

"What do you mean?"

Menglian immediately became alert and flew several feet away, almost thinking that Fang Yuan was going to take action against the world.

"Yes, this place is indeed quite suitable for you as your place to bury your bones!"

But at this moment, a thick man's voice suddenly rang around.

Many dreamers were shocked.

Their divine thoughts always cover the surroundings, and even if the Nine-Meridian Wushu Sect is approaching, they can be noticed. The only thing they can hide is the true saint who is unable to leak out of their own breath!

"It's not good... escape!"

When the yellow dragon's face changed, his whole body turned into a yellow light, flying like a dragon.

Bang!

Just halfway through, the yellow dragon broke out, as if it was cut off by something in the waist, and it sprinkled a bunch of blood.

"True Saint Fist Wind?"

Lu Xuan trembled and looked at the Cang Xuan Sheng who seemed to appear out of thin air.

The other party was wearing a blue dress, with sword eyebrows on his temples, slightly gorgeous hair, a jade-like face, and a chic look. He was the image of a middle-aged handsome man, but at this time, in the eyes of these dream masters, he was no different from the most brutal devil!

"Hehe!"

"Hehe!"

"Saint Cang Xuan, your enemy is Bai Zeshan, it's not our business. Since Huang Long has been killed, why haven't you left yet? Do you know that you have violated the taboos of the five alliances, and there will be powerful people coming to encircle you at any time!"

Many dreamers were trembling, and Lu Xuanzhi gritted his teeth and shouted coldly.

Cang Xuansheng stood with his hands behind his back and looked down on the audience: "Bai Ze Mountain should be destroyed, and you can't be much better if you wait! Are you famous as Fang Yuan? The seed of the genius in the Realm Alliance?"

He didn't even look at Lu Xuanzhi, as if he was using him as the background, but his eyes looked at Fang Yuan curiously.

"Okay! OK! OK! OK! The qi and blood are masculine, and the martial arts are amazing. Not only is the physical body strong, I am afraid that it has condensed more than seven spiritual veins? I am worthy of being a genius, but it's a pity..."

Saint Cang Xuan was worthy of the true saint warrior. He could see some of Fang Yuan’s background at a glance, and shook his head and sighed: “You are a beauty, how can you be a thief!”

"Oh? I don't know how I said about it on the information?"

Fang Yuan asked curiously.

"Fang Yuan, whose hometown is unknown, is a five-leaf monk in the Realm League, is less than thirty years old, and has cultivated to the fourth level of the Void Saint, with great talent..."

Cang Xuansheng recited a passage: "The enemy's hero, my enemy, can't keep you anymore! Of course...before......"

Whoosh!

His figure shook, like a floating light, came to Mo Lian. With his fingers, the fog and barriers automatically dissipated, showing the pale face of the woman, and another claw popped out, catching a jade pendant on her neck, and sighed quietly: "There are too many small moves!"

"Saint Cang Xuan, if you dare to kill my beloved daughter, I will..."

The jade pendant had been stimulated, and you could clearly hear an angry voice, as well as the shimmering light inside, and a figure with someone.

"What if you let this incarnation come out?"

Cang Xuansheng sneered, and directly put his five fingers together, putting the jade pendant into powder, and a unwilling voice dissipated.

"Senior...you..."

Menglian's face changed and she said with a reluctant smile, her eyes stunned.

Bang!

A blood hole was broken on her forehead and slowly fell down.

"The beauty has a dry bone, a deep hatred for the sea of ​​blood... After death, it is all false!"

The True Saint sighed and looked around again: "Why are there so few smart people in this world?"

Boom!

The next moment, a huge, hot, incredible sun appeared among the frightened faces of many dream masters.

It takes Cang Xuan Sheng as the center and constantly spreads light and heat outward, covering all the dreamers in an instant.

In an instant, Lu Xuanzhi's expression changed drastically. He felt that the Meng Yuan power in his body was not effective. He immediately saw a sword light appearing in front of him. With just one slash, his body was broken into two pieces.

"Walk!"

Although his body was silent, a trace of Yin Shen could not disperse, attached to a black jade talisman, and was about to penetrate into the void and escape like lightning.

But he is fast, Cang Xuansheng is faster than him!

After this sword light killed his body, it increased instead of decreasing. It suddenly rolled up, and thousands of sword lights flashed, turning into a furnace, and instantly enveloped the jade talisman.

"ah!"

The sword light condensed, and a scream came. It was this dream master of the Evil Saint Sect who had completely wiped out the world.

"Practicing a knife is like a net? What a sharp knife technique!"

Fang Yuan saw it very clearly that every time the True Saint on the opposite side waved his hand in an seemingly light, there would be a sword light that would diverge, progressing layer by layer, killing the god of gods and robbing the soul. Even if these dream masters directly abandon their physical bodies and escape with the Yin God, they would fall directly into the net of heaven and earth, and there would be no way to live.

Not to mention, this person's powerful qi and blood are still shrouded here, and he specializes in illusion and spiritual techniques. His experience with the dream master is extremely rich. In terms of martial arts cultivation, he is also unable to compete with him.

"You are very smart..."

After a moment, Cang Xuansheng stood proudly: "No small moves, but unfortunately he is a member of the World Alliance. I can give you some preferential treatment and commit suicide!"

"Self-killing?"

Fang Yuan curled his lips: "I'm afraid I can't obey my fate!"

"That's what you're looking for death!"

In the flash of lightning, the true saint came to Fang Yuan as if he was moving in an instant and slapped it out with a palm.

This palm seemed casual, but it was extremely fast. Fang Yuan's subconscious martial arts defense was even more defeated. It was stamped firmly on his chest and flew out like a shell.

"Um?"

After succeeding with one blow, Cang Xuansheng seemed a little confused and looked at his palm.

"It is worthy of being the true saint's attack, and it is as powerful as a huge force!"

In the dust, Fang Yuan's figure slowly walked out and patted his chest. His clothes were broken here, revealing a palm, but there was no injury inside, with gold and iron skin appearing.

"The holy body of martial arts? No! No, you have clearly not reached the realm of the True Saint, so why can you cultivate such a powerful body? This is simply incredible!"

A flash of light flashed in Cang Xuan's eyes, knowing that he had underestimated the other party before.

"You will have many incredible things!"

Fang Yuan twisted his neck, and his joints all over his body made a loud noise, and his whole body seemed to have a little higher: "I started practicing the path of cultivation, and I practiced martial arts. Today I can talk about martial arts with you, so it would not be wasted my hard work day and night in the past!"

boom!

The next moment, the Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique was suddenly activated to its extreme, and eight spiritual veins appeared behind the Fang Yuan, gathering into a vague Dharma image.

"The Eight-Meridian Wuzong has such power?"

The brilliance of the eyes of Cang Xuan's holy eyes burst into pieces, making progress without hesitation, and he made a knife with his hands: "Sun Ba Ji Knife! Seven Killings and Slashes!"

Hissing!

The amazing sword light reappeared, like a golden sun leaping out of the horizon, and strands of flames enveloped Fang Yuan in one go.

The sword energy is ubiquitous and invincible.

The ground rolled, cracking many stripes, as if it was being flipped over several times by an iron plow.

Bang bang!

With the dull sound, Fang Yuan's figure smashed into the ground hard, and a big pit appeared. Then another carp thrust, stood up, shook his head and sighed: "My martial arts are still too weak compared to the true saint..."

"impossible!"

Seeing this scene, Cang Xuansheng's mind was shocked.

He asked himself that although he had bare hands and fists, his sword energy was condensed, which was formed by absorbing a trace of sun fire over the years. The gods blocked the gods and the Buddha blocked the Buddhas, and they were not under any magical weapons, but they still couldn't do anything to the other party's body.

"With your qualifications, if you purely follow martial arts, your achievements will definitely be above me, but you are the dream master of the Realm Alliance, and you can't keep you!"

Cang Xuansheng looked at Fang Yuan and took a deep breath, as if he had made up some decision.

"Roar!"
To be continued...