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Chapter 457: On the verge of bottleneck
One party was able to sense the other party's emotions, while the other party was too smart. After a brief exchange, both parties made clear a fact.

If you want to solve the current problem, you must speak with your fists.

Qiu Wu took the first step. As the Great Protector of the Seven-turn All-spirits and the Ordinary Saint Temple, his initial target was Xie Lingwan. It was obvious that he wanted to capture the leader first.

At the same time, another horse-faced seventh-turn cultivator attacked Wen Zhexue, while Xiao Jin was besieged by three sixth-turn cultivators.

Facing an opponent who was at a higher level than her, Xie Lingwan did not show any signs of panic.

She stepped lightly on the ground with her toes, and a bright yellow light curtain unfolded, and a huge spiritual formation covering hundreds of feet around it suddenly rose up.

Langan Fenhai, an eighth-order field-type residual formation, produces an aura of suppression on all hostile targets within the area.

The water dragon roared and rushed forward, bringing with it a violent storm and crashing into the tip of Qiuwu's halberd.

Qiu Wu waved his halberd to block all the attacks, and a strange scream came out of his mouth. The sound waves took shape, as if they had substance, and condensed into dozens of tall and mighty spirit deer.

This is the most common fighting method of all spirits, the mimicry of living things. When Tao Yan attacked Panyu, he suffered a great loss because of this move.

At his command, the deer locked onto their target and rushed forward like red-eyed fighting bulls.

If the cultivators of other paths were faced with such a large number of wild beasts, they would inevitably be unable to cope with the situation and would be at a disadvantage.

But Xie Lingwan is a cultivator of the Five Elements, and is best at large-scale attacks.

The circular torrent that covered the sky and the sun condensed in an instant. The white waves were hot and surging with water vapor. It was a combination of water and fire.

Miss Xie had already done her homework. The mimicry summoned by the Ten Thousand Spirits could be considered a kind of living being. The most effective in killing living beings was the gold and fire elements in the Five Elements.

The superheated torrent of boiling water hit the oncoming deer head-on. The beasts howled, their skin was burned and peeled off, and they were swept into the torrent and turned into spots of light and dissipated.

Xie Lingwan easily resolved the mimicry of the living being, but Qiuwu's next attack was already imminent.

The giant with deer horns came charging at him with a halberd in hand. The grass-green blade of the halberd was about to touch Xie Lingwan's body, but she did not avoid it at all. Her watery eyes were filled with calmness, as if it was all planned.

From top to bottom, the ochre-yellow sword light fell to the ground like a meteor, smashing onto the tip of the halberd with fierce force.

Tianfu sword technique, the blade is trapped in the rock.

"Qiang!"

The starlight shattered, and the Zhaoyuan Sword flew back. The powerful recoil force made Qiuwu retreat repeatedly, his face filled with shock and uncertainty.

Fang Weihan fell from the sky, took a step back, and landed beside Xie Lingwan.

"You're not hurt, are you?"

He held his sword in front of Xie Lingwan and leaned his body slightly towards her, his intention to protect her was so obvious.

The girl looked up at him, and in a trance, she felt that the scene before her seemed familiar.

She still remembered that she was very afraid of mice. Their oily black fat bodies and long tails with pink fleshy buds always made her feel physically disgusted. When she saw the mouse, although she did not show any emotion on the surface, her face turned pale with fear. Her husband was also like this at that time, holding a branch in front of her, even though he was not as tall as her...

"No."

Although she knew that this was just an agreed part of the plan, Xie Lingwan still couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth. Her smile was shallow and came from the heart, and she couldn't hide it no matter how hard she tried.

"Thank you, husband, for saving me."

"What are you thanking me for? You are too polite. Go help Xiao Jin first, and leave this to me."

"it is good."

Xie Lingwan left gracefully, while Fang Weihan looked warily at the Seventh-Revolution Wanling in front of him, and a surge of blood could not help but rise in his heart.

This was his first time facing a seventh-turn cultivator head-on, and judging from the force of the collision just now, he was not an opponent. The bottleneck of Jingtian's sixth-turn peak was looming, and it was just right to test his current combat power.

"Are you Fang Weihan, the Prince of Guangling?"

Qiuwu recognized the man in front of him. The Emperor Guangling of the Empire, the commander of the Eastern Palace Guards of the imperial court, and the super-powerful man who had won the battles of Shangjun, Changming, and Guyuan successively.

He should have been dealing with the attack of foreign races in the Minghe Valley, so why is he now appearing in Linjiang County, Yangzhou, thousands of miles away?

A sudden speculation that made his hair stand on end suddenly surged in Qiu Wu's mind. If the King of Guangling could appear here in a short period of time, then there was only one possibility...

"Roar!"

As expected, the majestic dragon roar completely confirmed his terrible guess. The Queen of the Great Zhou was also here, and the pressure of the divine dragon gave rise to an impulse to make people submit. There was no other way except for the true dragon bloodline.

This time he led all the people from the Fansheng Temple here, and he had already made plans for the worst, but he did not expect that the situation would be more critical than the worst expected.

Qiu Wu looked around and found that the other seven-turn monks were struggling to support Lin Yuan Yu Chen's star sword energy, while the other five six-turn monks had to deal with the attacks of Xiao Jin, Fang Tang and Xie Lingwan at the same time. The situation was extremely bleak. If he could not open a breakthrough, then the plan of the Fan Sheng Temple today was doomed to fail.

Qiuwu used his long spear to support himself on the ground and regulate his breathing. He changed his posture, his pupils became upright, and a strange light flashed.

Fang Weihan instantly felt something strange in his soul, as if someone was tearing it apart. His mind was unstable and he felt a sharp pain deep in his brain.

[Xuanming Sunset Technique is activated. 】

[Martial arts detected: Three Wonders of the Ordinary and the Holy: Soul-Captivating Ghost Eyes.]

[The current martial arts has failed to see through. 】

The Mysterious Sunset Technique is the memory of a true dragon, and a true dragon is basically immune to mental attacks, so naturally there is no way for it to see through it.

But at least I know the name of this thing.

"Wan Ling's mental attack is truly terrifying and impossible to defend against."

His face looked somewhat solemn. Not to mention that he didn't see Qiuwu's attack moves at all. Even if he did see them, he had no power to resist. He could only rely on Jingtian's mental strength to withstand it and passively take the beating.

Yesterday, he had specifically asked Xie Lingwan how to deal with the Wanling monks. At that time, Xie Lingwan's answer was:

"Kill them before their mental attacks crush your soul."

This is what Fang Weihan is doing now.

While silently reciting the Linyuan Heart Method to stabilize his spiritual platform, he kept moving his feet and flew forward, spinning the Zhaoyuan Sword horizontally, with a golden torrent of star power surging on the sword's edge.

The mighty star power condensed into a pouring Tianhe water, carrying a majestic force, pressing towards Qiuwu like a tidal wave. It was the Wu Quxing sword technique, Tianhe Pihang!
This move will cause extremely strong space vibrations. If Qiuwu insists on continuing to use his strange pupil technique without dodging, he will inevitably suffer serious internal injuries.

It was exactly as he expected. Qiu Wu was forced to stop casting the pupil technique and instead was forced to dodge to the side and rear, waving his long spear. He awkwardly took the powerful and fierce blow, but he himself was knocked back dozens of steps.

"How is this possible!" Qiuwu's arms were bruised and numb, and his eyes were filled with horror.

You know, he is now at the late stage of the seventh revolution, and Fang Weihan did not use the power of the stars in the seventh revolution of the "Chenhua" realm, so he is at the peak of the sixth revolution at best. Even if it was one of the fourteen swords of the highest level in Linyuan Pavilion, it was still a sword at the peak of the sixth revolution, and he almost couldn't catch it! ?
After decades of practicing Taoism, he is not as good as a twenty-year-old young man. What kind of monster is this Fang Weihan!

"Come again!"

Qiuwu growled, and layers of hair grew on his body. His nails turned into sharp claws, his spine bent, and his whole body tended to transform into a beast.

This should be the spiritualization of the special ability of the Sixth Turn of Wanling, similar to the Blood Rage of the Sixth Turn of Mingwu, both of which are means to greatly enhance combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

Fang Weihan was naturally not afraid of him, his blood was surging, and his blood burst was activated. The star in his pupil was activated, and he locked onto the position of Qiuwu almost instantly.

With the blessing of condensing clouds and accumulating rain, Fang Weihan condensed almost all the blood and star power in his body and injected it into the long sword. The sword light of Zhaoyuan suddenly lit up like a new star, soaring into the sky and the earth.

He used the most powerful and lethal moves he could currently use, the Pojunxing Sword Technique, Xunyin Kaiyun.

The pale golden starlight condensed into a sharp sword energy, which quickly swept out from the tip of Zhaoyuan Sword. Wherever it passed, layers of muddy gullies were created on the ground, and the small streams in between were cut off.

"boom!"

The powerful shock wave even attracted the attention of the battlefield in the distance. Several people who were fighting stopped and looked at the deepest part of the exploding light group.

"So Brother Fang is so powerful now?"

Xiao Jin smiled while leaning on his sword, without any sense of tension as if he was in a life-and-death fight.

"Hmph, the teacher has always been so awesome." Fang Tang snorted.

For some reason, as soon as Fang Tang saw Xiao Jin talking, he wanted to say a few sarcastic words to her. It was like a conditioned reflex engraved in his bones. He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't do it.

"Did you know him earlier than I did? Do you need to say this?"

Fang Tang laughed and said, "Teacher and I have known each other for five hundred years. We have slept in the same bed countless times. I can touch whatever I want. You were not even born at that time, busty girl."

Xiao Jin gritted her teeth in anger, but said mercilessly: "Sister, you have taken good care of yourself. You said you have the skin of a 500-year-old grandmother, but I can't tell at all."

"What does it matter? As long as the teacher likes it, that's fine."

"Heh, do you think Brother Fang prefers your tight but loose skin, or my breasts?"

"Sister, do you think having big breasts is an advantage? Do you think it's an honor to waste more fabric for the country?"

"It's not necessarily glorious, but it's better than some people complaining about not being able to have a taste of it." Fang Tang sneered, "Isn't it? Big-breasted girl?"

"No, grandma." Xiao Jin said with a smile.

It seemed as if they would start fighting at any moment.

Xie Lingwan stood calmly aside, the water dragon wrapped around her slender waist and hips, encircling her delicate body like tassels, and roared at the five Wan Lings in the distance.

Seeing Xiao Jin and Fang Tang at loggerheads, the girl shook her head slightly. On the surface, she had a perfect smile, but in her heart she snorted with disdain:
"Two idiots."

Miss Xie had already labeled Xiao Jin and Fang Tang as "big-breasted and brainless" and "suspicious and jealous" respectively in her heart.

While you guys are still fighting for the position of concubine, you don't know that I, Wanwan, have already secured the position of the main wife. Low-end and cheap women only try to please their husbands by comparing their female characteristics, but I, who am smart, only help my husband with practical actions.

Then again, I don’t know what these two girls who have never eaten meat are fighting about.

There was a hint of pity in Xie Lingwan's eyes as she looked at them, and this slight emotion was caught by Fang Tang and Xiao Jin, who had very keen senses.

"What do you mean by that look?" Xiao Jin asked coldly.

"Nothing." Xie Lingwan said with a smile.

Xiao Jin looked at the woman's smiling face and felt the anger in his heart rising.

Here it comes again, that kind of "I know you're unhappy with me but I won't change, what can you do to me?" smile, coupled with her expression that makes everyone look stupid, it's enough to make people angry to death.

Xiao Jin and Fang Tang looked at each other, as if they had reached some kind of consensus.

I can’t keep arguing with this little bitch, otherwise I’ll just be laughed at by the other big bitch - this was the same thought in both of their minds.

Wen Zhexue's figure turned into starlight, and she sheathed Mingxiao, just like collecting a ray of galaxy fragments. She looked like an immortal, not like an ordinary person.

"Oh!"

The skylight fell, smoke and dust scattered. The phoenix flapped its wings, and fell to the ground with an unconscious person in its long beak. It was the seven-turn horse-headed Wanling who had just fought against Wen Zhexue. One of the two seven-turn people in the Fan Sheng Temple was gone.

"Wow! Sister Wen is so awesome!" Little stars welled up in Xiao Jin's eyes. Since the last time, she seemed to have become Wen Zhexue's cheerleader.

"Sister Wen, can you teach me swordsmanship in the future?" Fang Tang also asked with a smile, "I am currently fighting with my brute force, and I don't know swordsmanship at all. After meeting Sister Wen today, I finally know what the fairy looks like in heaven."

"It's impossible."

Wen Zhexue agreed, seeming a little embarrassed by the two people's praise.

"Damn green tea." Xiao Jin snorted, her voice almost inaudible.

Fang Tang was angry in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face and he had no intention of paying any attention to her.

So as to avoid letting that damn Xie Lingwan make a fool of herself again!
But Xie Lingwan didn't pay attention to this side at the moment, but walked straight towards the few remaining people in Fansheng Temple.

"Now, can we talk?" Xie Lingwan asked with a smile.

"Oh!"

Fang Weihan landed on the ground, sealed Qiuwu's acupoints, tied him up with ropes and threw him to the bridge.

"Great Protector!" Everyone in the Holy Temple was shocked and angry, and their minds were agitated, as if they were conveying something.

"Don't come over!" Qiu Wu shouted, stopping their plot. "We lost today's battle."

Although they were unwilling to accept it, it was the fact. The appearance of Fang Weihan and Fang Tang completely disrupted their plans. The Fan Sheng Temple had never imagined that there would be so many high-end cultivators from the Great Zhou who were not Mingwu gathered here.

"What do you want to talk about?" Qiu Wu asked tiredly, as if he had aged ten years.

"Of course, we should talk about something that is beneficial to both parties." Xie Lingwan sighed, "If you, the Fan Sheng Temple, knew more about me, you would definitely regret your decision. Originally, we could have not taken action today, and you would have been able to obtain relatively relaxed conditions."

"But now..."

Xie Lingwan smiled slightly, a little coldly.

"It's no longer possible."

(End of this chapter)