Girl, let me check it out.

Fang Weihan felt the sword cutting through his ribs and muscles.

A strong wind swept behind him, and he knew that the long sword had arrived.

Fang Weihan raised the sword horizontally, stepped back and spun violently, and the sword pierced into the right side of the man's chest and came out.

The sword's blade, still covered with flesh and blood, withstood the long knife's attack, making a teeth-grinding sound.

The man holding the dagger fell to the ground, blood foam kept oozing from the corners of his mouth, and blood was oozing from the wound. He was already dead.

"What……"

A companion with similar cultivation level died on the spot after being hit by Fang Weihan, which frightened the other man so much that he became a little timid.

Fang Weihan didn't give him time to breathe.

Everything that just happened happened in a flash. The man who was at the fourth level of Jingtian had no time to make a move, but his killing move was probably about to arrive.

Compared with his powerful offensive ability, Fang Weihan's defense is not much higher than that of an ordinary fourth-level Mingwu.

After all, he had not practiced any defensive techniques.

In order to avoid being attacked from both sides and being exhausted from defending, he must kill the other Mingwu immediately!

Fang Weihan let out a low shout, and the bright sword light once again broke through the ground.

The golden sword was surrounded by blood-red thunder, and a huge dragon head emerged at the tip of the sword.

The dragon raised its head and glared angrily, and its majestic power descended upon it, as if it was going to change the color of the mountains and rivers.

Minghuang Sword Classic·Beheading generals.

The ultimate offensive sword technique after giving up defense, a crazy sword technique that exchanges injury for life.

If the enemy knows the details of this move, he will attack desperately and give up defense, gambling that he can kill the user of the beheading move before his own head is chopped off, or force him to give up the sword.

This is the only way to parry and kill an enemy when the difference in strength is not too big.

But unfortunately, Fang Weihan's opponent didn't know this.

The last time the Minghuang Sword Scripture: Slaying the General appeared in the world was a thousand years ago. After Fang Qianyi, no one in the Fang royal family could use this move.

When he saw the swift, accurate and ruthless sword coming towards him, he subconsciously made a blocking move.

The sharpest spear is only afraid of another similar spear, not the strongest shield.

It would be better if the shield wasn't so solid.

Like now.

The man in front of him obviously underestimated the power of the general beheading.

The Luminous Sword easily deflected the long sword's defense and stabbed directly into the man's neck from the front.

Blood spurted out, passing by Fang Weihan's ears, bringing a gust of warm wind.

His eyes bulged out, and he gripped the sword with both hands, as if trying to pull it out, his expression ferocious and unbelievable.

"puff!"

Fang Weihan drew out the Liuming Sword expressionlessly, bringing out another puff of blood.

His body fell to the ground weakly and slowly turned into a corpse.

Two more souls died under the Luminous Sword.

"Watch your back!"

Small blood-red words and the girl's anxious voice appeared on the panel at the same time, and Yun Shu's warning suddenly came.

It must be Jingtian’s attack!

Fang Weihan's scalp tingled. Without thinking, he turned around and swung his sword to block.

Zhou Lu originally flew out from behind him, the pages of the book burned and turned into ashes, and the light spots gathered in front of him, forming a majestic golden light shield.

"boom!"

The sword tip hit something unknown, causing a loud explosion.

The shock wave of blood mixed with star power spread in all directions. Crops within a radius of dozens of meters fell down in an instant. For a moment, grass clippings flew and dust filled the sky.

The noise even briefly overshadowed the battle between the two divine monks nearby.

Fang Weihan felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a mouthful of blood rushed up his throat. The strong smell of rust made him almost unable to feel his tongue.

His body flew backwards like a dead leaf in the wind and landed on the ground more than ten meters away.

"Fuck! It's like chopping a mad cow dump truck."

Fang Weihan spat out the blood in his mouth, wiped the corner of his mouth, and stood up in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

"This is Flying Star Shattering, a technique from Linyuan Pavilion."

Yun Shu said.

"Your situation is not optimistic. Do you need me to help?"

The girl emerged from the void and landed lightly beside him.

She reached out and supported Fang Weihan, sharing some of his weight.

Yun Shu looked at him worriedly and pursed her lips.

Too much strength has been lost over the past thousand years... otherwise it wouldn't have fallen into such a state.

I can't even protect him.

The girl felt an inexplicable sense of loss, as if her heart was being polished with sandpaper.

"No, just watch."

When Fang Weihan heard this, he immediately broke free from her support.

Yun Shu didn't have much time left, and Fang Weihan would never let her waste it in a place like this.

He checked his physical condition.

Eighty percent of the blood and energy have been consumed and are recovering, but the speed is extremely slow due to the severe damage to the meridians.

Those star powers attached to the surface of the meridians, blocking the flow of blood and qi.

The arm was slightly dislocated and the internal organs had varying degrees of concussion injuries.

In the smoke and dust ahead, the Four-Turn Mirror Sky walked out slowly, with a ball of star power condensed in his hands.

"Your Highness, you were able to take my powerful attack and escape unscathed? You are indeed a well-known all-round talent."

He was a little surprised, but soon turned into a cruel sneer.

"Unfortunately, your luck ends here."

The man flipped his hand and an hourglass appeared out of thin air, with half of the sand still inside.

"When the sand runs out, Xuan Zhongwei will arrive. But before that, your life belongs to me."

He smiled sympathetically and waved his hand.

The majestic star power gathered around him, like a vast white Milky Way covered in snow.

Although they were both at the fourth level, it was obvious that the two men just now were not opponents of the same level.

Fang Weihan felt the strongest pressure from him among all the fourth-level opponents so far.

In the distance, the sounds of explosions and gusts of wind were still being heard one after another.

The battle between Master Zhao and the fifth-turn Jingtian had not yet ended, and it was obvious that they had no time to take care of themselves here.

If I were here ten days ago, I would probably have reached a desperate situation.

There is no other way except to use the Angry Dragon's Tail or let Yun Shu take action.

but now……

Fang Weihan took a deep breath and rushed towards the enemy again, with a familiar sword light on the edge of his sword.

That was the prelude to the return of the geese and the breaking of the mountains.

"Oh? This trick again?"

The young man smiled disdainfully and didn't take it seriously.

By the time he finishes accumulating strength, Fang Weihan will die.

Therefore, he only used eight-tenths of his strength to block Fang Weihan's sword, and his main focus was still on accumulating strength.

The star power was like a rainbow, forming a brilliant light shield in front of Fang Weihan's eyes. It was thick and deep, and was obviously used specifically to guard against Hui Yan Duanshan's hidden power.

Very good, this is the effect we want.

Fang Weihan closed his eyes, and the view in front of him suddenly changed.

The sticky colors mixed together, as if God had overturned a paint bucket.

There seemed to be something surging and rolling in the eyes, hot and cold.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a bright silver light like the bright moon in his eyes.

The Luminous Sword made a clear sound, a white crane in the sky overlooked the mountains, and a clear spring cascaded down to the sky.

In the blood, in the spiritual energy that was as heavy as blood, a second completely different color suddenly lit up.

That was the rustling green light that illuminated the heaven and earth.

Linyuan Tiantongxing Sword Technique: Qinglan Transforms into the Sea.

The long sword passed through the star power barrier as if it were nothing, and attacked Jingtian's neck like a rainbow piercing the sun.

"you……"

Young Jingtian's pupils were dilated to their maximum because of his fear of death.

He watched in horror as the tip of the sword, shining with cold light, got closer and closer to him...

Chapter 228 The Wonderland

"Oh!"

There was a mixture of crisp and dull crashing sounds, as if a car tire had smashed through twenty floors of glass.

The fragments of star power scattered in all directions, leaving tiny scars on the surrounding ground.

The young Jingtian was forced to cancel the process of charging up power for the attack and put the returning energy into emergency defense.

Even though he tried his best to defend, Fang Weihan's attack, Clear Mist Transforming into the Sea, was too overbearing, and he had to pay some other price.

The jade plate hanging around his waist turned into quicksand, shattered into powder and seeped into the ground, merging with the sand.

He took two steps back, raised his hands and cast a series of strange spells, and re-condensed the star power in an attempt to re-condense the defensive barrier.

But Fang Weihan's actions were much faster than he had imagined.

In short-range combat, the Mingwu monks are always faster.

With Lumina in his hand, he rushed forward with the sword, the long sword rotating and cutting vertically and colliding with the star power, making teeth-grinding sounds one after another.

All kinds of magic spells cast by Jingtian were instantly blocked by him, flew behind him, and blasted out several deep pits.

His arm was in agony, a burning sensation like it was being burned by boiling water, and every pore on his skin screamed in agony.

Star power has penetrating properties and is almost impossible to completely block. This is the price he must pay.

However, this also bought Fang Weihan enough time.

It was enough time for him to rush to Jingtian.

Fang Weihan lowered his body, twisted his waist rapidly forward, and kicked him in the chest.

At this moment, Jingtian's protective barrier has not yet been fully condensed, and there is only some meager star power on his chest for defense.

However, these alone are not enough to withstand the full force attack of a fourth-level Mingwu.

Fang Weihan's kick seemed to have caused his chest to cave in visibly, and he was about to die.

The young Jingtian spat out a mouthful of blood, his body was lifted high up and then fell to the ground, landing in a pile of sand.

He gasped for breath and struggled to get up again.