Refining Heaven and Earth

The sky was full of yellow sand, and the end could not be seen. Fang Bai condensed into the void, without a sword in hand, waiting quietly.

The battle of life and death, dare not take it lightly, put on a brand new dragon scale armor, full of confidence!

The elder Tong's eyes shone with cold light, and a cruel smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly, "Come on!"

"A lot of nonsense!"

Fang Bai said faintly, without a lack of sword Guanghua suddenly dispersed, a sword across the void to kill quickly.

"it is good!"

The elder Tong laughed angrily, and the flames of his whole body rose up. When the palm shot, the waves of fire swept across.

Jianmang's eyes drew into his eyes, and the elder Tong's eyes drew suddenly, "How is that possible?"

As a sage sevenfold, he can naturally see that Fang Bai comes from a small world, and he has a breath of incomplete rules of heaven and earth.

But this sword is too strong, not a sword that the sage six can cut out, remembering that Chu Yuntian was killed so soon, and realized that he was a bit enemies.

boom!

It seems to be to verify his guess, Jianmang fell, the waves of fire receded, crossed the sky, and chopped quickly.

At this time, the elder Tong put away his contempt, but this was a battle of life and death, with a red long knife in his hand.

At the first appearance of the long knife, the air was extremely hot, and the blade of the sword was passing, and there was a fiery red between the heavens and the earth, as if the entire sky was burning.

There is no shortage of swords like falling bamboo, the flames are scattered, the sword awns and the waves of fire hit hard together.

Rumble!

The earth-shattering roar rang, and the sound wave passed through the light curtain, and the faint roar could be heard in the arena.

Countless horrified glances looked, and saw two figures receding at the same time.

"This……"

After one move, split evenly!

how is this possible?

The battlefield of Ningyuan City is not without its precedent for the late play of the sage, but it is absolutely unprecedented to challenge the latter in the sixfold.

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Most people think that this is a one-sided battle. Just like Chu Yuntian before, the victory and defeat are immediately divided.

The facts are beyond everyone's expectations.

Some people who bet on Fang Bai have a smile on their lips. If you want to bet, you bet big. What about betting on elder Tong to win? The profit is too small.

It would be different if Fang Bai won, but it would be eight times the profit.

The odds of losing one to eight are a bit low, but this is enough to make someone take a risk.

Compared with the shock of those who watched the battle, the elder Tong can be said to be shocked. After one move, they basically understand each other's strength.

"How could there be such a strong spirit?"

Elder Tong's heart was full of doubts, and he couldn't figure it out. Fang Bai was even stronger than him.

More importantly, it is obvious that Fang Bai has no shortage of swords in his hands, which is an extraordinary sacred artifact. Of course, he did not think about the artifact.

"The saint is sevenfold, but that's it!"

Fang Bai said faintly, he has been used to facing such an opponent, and he is much stronger than Elder Tong.

But falling in the ears of the elders has a different taste. Although there is only one difference between the seventh and sixth saints, the strength is very different, and the status is also very different.

How can you bear such a public shame?

Humph!

The elder Tong calmly said, "My husband must see how much you can do."

"it is good!"

Xiuwei has reached this level, and there is no easy generation, the elder Tong's attitude changes instantly, making Fang Bai dare not despise him.

kill!

The cold voice sounded, the air was extremely hot, the red sword crossed the sky, the fire was soaring, and the flames were burning for dozens of miles.

Countless scorching breaths converged towards the red long sword, which seemed to take away all the power around.

"Good job!"

Fang Bai knew the pros and cons of it, the dragon scale armor was running, and the sword was cut out without any shortage. Thousands of swordsman rose behind him, screaming and rushing into the sky.

Boom boom!

Thousands of swordsman rushed into the fire, and some tore a gap and stabbed towards the elder Tong. Some were swallowed and melted by the waves, and quickly rolled towards Fang Bai.

The two shadows were shrouded in flames and swordsmanship at once, and a loud roar rang in all directions.

When the fire wave rushed, the radiance of the dragon scale armor bounced off one after another. After upgrading the holy weapon, the power soared, and the ordinary attack was difficult to hurt.

Occasionally a hot breath poured into the body, and there was no threat to him.

The sword was cut quickly, the red sword shook and shouted, the dazzling brilliance bloomed in the void, and the elder Tong volleyed backward.

"impossible!"

The blood tumbling in the body, the sword qi in the vertical and horizontal direction, the elder Tong's eyes were full of horror, and he hurried down the pressure.

Look at Fang Bai again, withdraw from Baizhang backwards, the look of the ancient well is not waved, the footsteps volley in the air, and they are killed with a sword.

hiss!

The watching crowd took a breath of air. If the first sword was that the elder Tong was too undervalued, so that the autumn was evenly divided, then the elder sword boy definitely did not underestimate the enemy.

But what happened, it was Fang Bai who had the upper hand in battle, and it was another sword.

"How could this be?"

The person betting on the elder Tong was completely stunned, thinking that a triumph was an easy victory, and the spirit stone turned into an eye. Who would have expected things to develop like this?

Doesn't it mean that Elder Tong may be defeated?

Elder Hu frowned and watched the battle. When Chu Yuntian was beheaded, he saw that Fang Bai was extraordinary, but he did not expect to be able to fight this situation with Elder Tong.

Looking at the long sword in that hand, it felt extraordinary across the light curtain.

"You can rest assured!"

Fang Bai smiled lightly, limping in the air, and the nine Dantians were running in turn. The influx of swords poured into the sword without shortage, and the sword brilliance shone brightly.

The sky full of yellow sand, a sea of ​​swords, the brightest path in the middle, seems to tear the void.

The light curtain guarding the battle platform was trembling, and Elder Hu hurriedly exclaimed: "Reinforce the formation!"

"impossible!"

Looking at Wu Shuang's sword, the elder Tong was a little lost, and the killing intention erupted instantly. This was a battle of life and death, a battle without retreat.

kill!

The long sword raged, and a red light burst into the sky, dyed the entire sky, swept across the sky, and the sword awns dissipated.

And the most dazzling one, killing withered.

Rumble!

The red light was radiated towards the Quartet, and the red long knife issued a wailing sound, the sound of crackling and crackling sounded, as if the death knell was beating in the heart of the elder Tong.

The body shot backwards quickly, and the elder Tong saw the red sword in his hand showing cracks in the road, spreading out and spreading.

Click!

After a light sound, the first half of the red long knife suddenly split, and I didn't know how many pieces it broke into the sky.

"No, that's impossible!"

The elder Tong's eyes were stunned, but this was a top-grade holy artifact. Perhaps it was not too strong, but it would not be cut off so easily.

"Did it?"

Thinking of this, Elder Tong just felt cold all over, "Is it an artifact?"

The crowd watching was inexplicable. One sword was evenly divided, the elders of the two sword boys fell into the downwind, and the sword of the elders of the three sword boys was cut off!

What about the fourth sword?

Betting on Elder Tong's face was bitter, while betting on Fang Bai was ecstatic.

"ended!"

Fang Baidan said indifferently that the elders who had lost the sacred artifact would never have the opportunity to stand up. All this was doomed from the moment he went to war.

When Wujian Sword was quickly cut off, the elder Tong roared, and the waves of fire swept through the sky, as if the dragons were roaring, the sound was turbulent.

Unfortunately, all this is appearance!

There is no shortage of swords falling, fire-colored dragons are falling apart, thousands of swordsman falls toward the elder Tong, after all, it is a saint's seventh strong man, shrouded in flames around his body, resisting swordmans.

Puff puff!

The elder boy's blood squirted wildly, his body was inverted, his hair was scattered, and his expression was stunned.

"Come again!"

Fang Bai's expression was indifferent, without any mercy, the killer kept killing him!

When Wuqian Sword fell again, the elder Tong rushed frantically and gave out a desperate roar and roar, but could not change the reality.

boom!

Sword light flashed, blood exploded, Elder Tong's body cracked open, and a piece of Qiankuan went to fall.

Fang Bai grabbed it and put it away.

The saint is sevenfold and falls!

Watching the crowd is like a wooden chicken, and the world is unpredictable. Who can think that Fang Bai will win, and that the situation is one-sided, but five swords before and after, killing Elder Tong.

Doesn't it mean that the sage is sixfold, and has the strength of the sage?

Lanzhou is not without such an anti-sky character, but how can a person from a small world?

The light curtain dispersed, Fang Bai slowly walked out, looking to Elder Hu without saying, a jade card floated over.

Elder Hu has a bitter face, 55 billion yuan, one loses eight, or 440 billion spirit stones. This is not a small sum.

The pain was extremely painful, and he was lucky in the dark. Fortunately, before he felt that Fang Beacon was a little weird, he set the odds to be one for eight.

If you change the usual, the odds are at least one twelve in this situation, it would be really miserable.

Fortunately, more people bet on Elder Tong. The last game was a lot of profit. After careful calculation, some people still made money.

Folding the Qiankun ring sent by Elder Hu, Fang Bai nodded with satisfaction. Not long ago, he was poor, and he became rich in the blink of an eye.

Counting the net worth of Elder Tong and the net worth of hundreds of billions of spirits are not small.

Falling off the stage, the cold eyes glanced at the four who followed the elder Tong, and said indifferently, "So far, I don't want any more trouble."

After saying that, he went out of the battlefield without looking back, and the rest of the crowd guessed what Fang Bai was.