Refining Heaven and Earth

More than five hundred peeks at the sword scene were shot at the same time, and the sound was appalling. The sword fell densely, as if pouring rain fell from the sky.

The screams kept coming and going, and dozens of people instantly turned into blood mist, disappearing into the void.

When the disciples of Qingfeng Pavilion saw this, their confidence multiplied, and they rushed inwardly toward the Fengleimen crowd.

With the finger pointing at Xiang Yan, millions of swordsman's awns fell, not dozens of people could resist, and the battle situation instantly formed a one-sided situation.

Disciples of Fengleimen were horrified and backed away.

Fang Bai danced with Jiuyong Vajra sticks and rushed forward. He did not give Feng Leimen a chance to retreat. For a while, he wailed and suffered heavy casualties.

In just a quarter of an hour, nearly three hundred Fengleimen disciples were killed. Although the strength still occupies an absolute advantage, the impact from the heart is daunting.

boom! boom! boom!

Jiuyong's vajra sticks danced wildly, and the whole body shone with blue light. Occasionally, the attack and fall were bounced off, and the tiger entered the flock, and there was no one enemy.

"kill!"

Suddenly, an extremely dangerous breath came, Fang Bai shivered suddenly, changed color, and entered the realm!

The wind and thunder gate turned out to be hidden by powerful people, the thunder thundered, Fang Bai hurried back, this person was very strong, and it was not unusual to enter the realm.

"what?"

The man did not expect Fang Bai to be so decisive that he rushed out of the crowd and pursued him.

At this moment, Fang Bai finally saw the incoming man, a dark-skinned middle-aged man, with the thunder and lightning power flowing around him and the devastating power erupting.

Dual entry?

Fang Bai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and it is still a battle to enter the two-way state. If it is a triple-way state, there is no need to continue the battle.

"Boy, you are not peeping!" The dark black middle-aged man dropped the hammer in his hand and yelled coldly.

A peek into the realm of the Eighth Path is unlikely to erupt such a powerful combat force. The middle-aged man was secretly fortunate. Fortunately, the master had planned it long ago, otherwise, the battle was dangerous.

The strongest in the path appeared, Fang Bai's offensive was blocked, and Fengleimen finally stabilized the formation. In this way, the advantage of the number was reflected.

Tianxing and Tianyue struggled to fight, but they did not have Fang Bai's arrogant defense, tied hands and feet.

After a vigorous pursuit by disciples of Qingfeng Pavilion, at this moment they fell into a quagmire and were gradually closed by the wind and thunder gate. The situation was very bad.

Jiuyong's diamond stick swept past, and the power of thunder and lightning collapsed, and still a lot fell on Fang Bai, and the devastating force penetrated into the body.

hiss!

Fang Bai took a breath of cold air. After the collapse of eight Dantians, the operation of the dragon scale armor was also affected, and his defense was weakened a lot.

"Boy, obediently hand over the nine-day real thunder hammer, the old man can spare you not to die!" The dark middle-aged man shouted coldly.

Lei Tianzong arranged this person to mingle with the crowd, not because he was afraid that Feng Leimen would be defeated, but that Fang Bai was fleeing with the nine-day real thunder hammer.

Who knows that by accident, they have solved the siege of Fengleimen and the surrounding strong, otherwise, let Fang Bai fight all the way down, and the victory or defeat is really unpredictable.

"You can do it yourself!" Fang Bai smiled coldly. It was difficult to defeat this person. Now the situation in Qingfeng Pavilion is so critical that he cannot afford to consume it here.

The body turned sharply and rushed towards the crowded place of Fengleimen.

"Leave me!"

The swarthy middle-aged man was so angry that he could allow Fang Bai to run away, and then chase after him.

Fang Bai moved the wind tunnel to the highest speed, looking at the dense crowd, while the Jiuyao King Kong stick fell, the needle of silence extinct.

Dan Tian broke down, which greatly reduced his strength. At this time, Xiu Wei was almost the same as Wuliu.

However, the power of the spirit is still there. The cultivation of Da Luo Tianyan Jue, especially the clearing of the spirit of Qingmufeng overnight, is now extremely powerful.

It is impossible to destroy the peeping state at the later stage, but the initial stage is different. The place where the sacrifice passes is a mourning.

The attack of consciousness is the most dangerous, and it is also the fastest. Once the disagreement between the consciousness of each other is wide, it will be an unstoppable massacre!

Lamenting all over the place, the Jiuyong Vajra stick then swept, and the wailing came suddenly.

The dark-skinned middle-aged man was furious after him, struggling to catch up, but how can his speed be comparable to Fang Bai's wind tunnel.

The sacrifice of the sacrifice of the **** of extinction, specifically looking for someone who peeped at the beginning and the middle of the path, and mourned everywhere, some of the weaker spirits, without the need for Fang Bai to directly fall into the void.

If you fall so high, you must fall into the flesh when you enter the realm, let alone peep at the realm.

"Boy, don't go if you have a seed!"

The dark-aged middle-aged man was violently throbbing. At this moment, at least 20 or 30 people died in the hands of Fang Bai. Although it is some of the early disciples in the peeping scene, it is not worth mentioning.

But who hasn't come along all the way, from weak to strong, with such a heavy loss, how to explain when going back?

"Haha!"

Fang Bai laughed: "Old guy, you continue to chase if you have a seed."

The body constantly shone in the void, rushing to the left and right, disciples of Fengleimen passing around in a mess, Jiuyong Vajra sticks fell, and some people would die tragically.

Fengleimen was in a chaotic formation. Qingfeng Pavilion was relieved, and Xiang Di's consciousness spread out, and he directed the disciples of Qingfeng Pavilion to keep rushing to kill.

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Gradually, the disciples of Qingfeng Pavilion found that the people of Fengleimen were just the same. Although the number occupied the absolute advantage, they were defeated by them.

Morale is a weird thing, and the key to being strong is strong.

Tian Xing and Tian Yue combined their swords and swords, kept rushing in the crowd, and the disciples of Fengleimen were not stupid. After reacting, they immediately mobilized eight peeping sieges.

Tianxing and Tianyue were suddenly trapped in the mire, unable to rush to kill.

Seeing this in the distance, Xiang Jian pointed at the void, and the disciples of Qingfeng Pavilion fought bravely in the direction of the star and moon.

what! what! what!

The screams kept ringing, the stumps of his limbs were flying, the blood rain kept falling, and Fang Bai's clothes had long been torn without trace.

The swarthy middle-aged man was chasing after him, and his greedy eyes fell on Fang Bai's dragon scale armor. He was more willing to believe that Fang Bai's strength came from this armor.

Rumble!

Jiuyao's violent breath spread out, and the void swept across. The immediate attacks shattered, and his forward shape was blocked. The dark-skinned middle-aged man chased afterwards.

"Go to death!"

The sledgehammer roared down, the lightning flashed, the thunder rolled, the force of thousands of thunder and lightning was dense, and the disciples around the wind and thunder gates avoided each other.

When the two strongest men in the path hit the attack, Fang Bai didn't dare to shake it. Jiuyong's King Kong stick swept back, and he hurried back at the same time.

"Stop him!"

The swarthy middle-aged man yelled, Fang Bai suddenly realized that it was not good, and the wind and waves rose behind him, and tens of thousands of wind blades shot quickly.

"not good!"

Fang Bai realized that he was too indifferent to his enemies. There was no stupid person to cultivate to this level. Feng Leimen had a sneak peek of the strong in the late stage, and what he was waiting for was now.

In order to deal with him, a few powerful men who understood the wind were specially selected, and they were pinched back and forth and surrounded by siege.

"Boy, do you keep running?"

The dark-skinned middle-aged man sneered sneerly, his footsteps vanishing in emptiness, not seeming to be in a hurry.

Looking back at the ten people behind him, repairing to the minimum is also a peek at the situation, and several of them have met in Leichi.

"So many people have gathered, you deserve me." Fang Bai sneered.

Humph!

The black middle-aged man chuckled, "You look down on yourself so much, the old man can take you alone!"

"Shameless!"

Fang Bai whispered, his head hovering quickly, disciples around Fengleimen didn't stop, and nearly a hundred people had gathered around him at once.

At this moment, it is undoubtedly the night fate that wants to break through the siege. Is it necessary to use the refining Tianding?

Between the light and the fire, Fang Bai's mind flashed, compared to life, everything is not important.

"Nine days of real thunder hammers for you."

The sledgehammer appeared in his hand, and he threw it severely into the void. The dark-skinned middle-aged man looked up, and was about to leave, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, several figures rose into the air, withdrew the nine-day thunder hammer, and handed it to the dark middle-aged man respectfully.

"Uh……"

Fang Bai was speechless, but he really underestimated these old guys. Jiutian Real Thunder Hammer is the treasure of Zongmen in Fengleimen Town. No matter who gets it, it is not good for them.

Thinking of this, Fang Bai's mind brightened again. Since no one is competing for what is not good, is it good?