Master of Great Calamity

Fang Yuan shouted loudly, shaking the surrounding fields, rolling and swaying.

On the top of Bahuang Mountain not far away, Guan Ao suddenly stood up and agreed loudly: Okay!

In this loud cry, he flew up and jumped up.

Just below him was a cliff, Guan Ao fell straight from the top of the cliff, and his divine power was concentrated in midair.

drink!

With a muffled roar, he stepped heavily on a stone platform covered with runes.

Boom!

His divine power, coupled with the impact of his jump from the cliff, made all the runes on the stone platform light up suddenly, and then, on the stone platform, there was a violent and irresistible force, which quickly spread in all directions along the leylines below, and finally blessed the ten stone sculptures buried deep in the ground around the Bahuang Mountain.

puff……

Those stone sculptures rose up in response, broke through the ground, and flew high into the air.

Each stone sculpture is more than ten feet high, carved into the appearance of various ferocious beasts, and the meaning of blood and evil is strong on it.

And after they all flew into the sky, they opened their mouths at the same time, as if a beast roared.

call……

The endless and terrifying suction force is generated from their mouths, and it is swallowed in all directions, tearing the sky and the earth.

The monks who were close to Bahuang Mountain, if they didn't notice, they couldn't help themselves. They were pulled directly to Bahuang Mountain by the terrifying suction force, and then screamed and fell into the Bahuang Mountain. Before they could react, they were already suppressed...

That's... the Blood Fiend Beast Master!

Just behind Bahuang Mountain, the beggar holding a blue bamboo stick was enthusiastically holding up a mirror, and put the scene of Fang Yuan and the monk fighting fiercely into the mirror, shaking his head, very happy, especially when he saw Fang Yuan's words Since you say I am a devil, I will be a devil for you to see!, filled with righteous indignation, and made him even more satisfied.

But at this moment, he saw the stone sculpture flying up, but his face was startled, he turned and fled.

He was extremely fast, sweeping tens of feet, and behind him, there was a terrifying suction force.

This made him yell secretly: What do you want to do with this Heavenly Dao Foundation?

Blood Fiend Beast Master, that is a high-grade material that is only used when setting up formations, and it is extremely terrifying.

And this day, the establishment of the foundation of the Dao of Heaven, actually sacrificed ten statues at once. This is to suppress everyone in the big formation!

The cultivators around were not without brains. Before they came, they had already inquired with each other, and knew that Fang Yuan had the reputation of the three masters of formation, chess, and swordsmanship. Therefore, after coming here, he would never rashly launch an offensive towards Bahuang Mountain. He was afraid that he would set up some formations and trap him. Therefore, no matter how fierce the fight was, he would not go near Bahuang Mountain.

It stands to reason that this is also safe enough.

No matter how powerful your formation is, as long as I stay far away from you, what can you do?

But what they didn't expect was that on the periphery of this large formation, there were such existences as the Blood Fiend Beast Master!

Now that the ten beast gods were sacrificed by them, a violent gravitational force was formed, attracting everyone...

not good……

Run away, run away...

There were continuous screams all day long, and all the practitioners hurried to the outside.

But how could the power of the Blood Fiend Beast Master be so easily dispelled? The cultivators who were close to Bahuang Mountain had no power to resist at all, and were directly sucked by the Beast Master. From a distance, it was like a human meat dumpling...

Crashing into piles and flakes, they fell into the formation at the foot of the Bahuang Mountain!

But this distance happened to be what Fang Yuan said before, near Bahuang Mountain, within a hundred feet!

All of a sudden, with Bahuang Mountain as the center, there was a gloomy cloud, the sky was dark, giant knives scraped the ground, gravel flew randomly, trees rose from the ground, and monks screamed again and again, accompanied by gunpowder smoke and dust, rushing towards Bahuang Mountain involuntarily.

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It took a full cup of tea before the wind stopped, the sky was clear and the moon was bright, and the ten blood-fiend beasts sank slowly into the ground.

Looking around again, it has changed a lot.

Hundreds of feet away, countless practitioners are desperately fleeing outwards, like black clouds surging.

But within a hundred feet of the barren mountains, there were only a few people left, who were still terrified and covered their faces with their hands.

Fang Yuan looked at these people intently, but saw Su Wenxiang from the Shuiyue Sect hiding behind a mountain peak, still in shock. Cui Yunhai from the Cui family in Zhongzhou was left with only him and the old slave beside him, half of his body was in the ground, but he escaped the catastrophe by using the soil, and another seductive woman in a black dress hid far away, looking at Fang Yuan with a strange expression...

In addition, there are more than a dozen people, old or young, with uncertain expressions on their faces.

These people are already the most outstanding practitioners among the surrounding practitioners. Before, they hid in the crowd, waiting for Fang Yuan to show his weakness and hit him again. It was impossible to find them in such a hurry, but now the truth came out.

As soon as Ze Fangyuan turned his eyes, he saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe among these people.

The man held the sword behind his back, and the sword was in his sleeve, looming.

Fang Yuan recognized the aura on his body, and just now hid in the crowd, he raised his sword violently, and it was this person who almost hurt himself. At this time, he was obviously thinking of repeating the old trick, hiding behind Su Wenxiang, probably because he wanted to take advantage of Fang Yuan's attack on Su Wenxiang, and wait for the opportunity to unleash his sword again, but seeing Fang Yuan's gaze on him at this time, he slowly stood up.

Who are you?

Fang Yuan looked at him, expressionless, just asked softly.

Heavenly City, Liu Ziyue!

The middle-aged man in the gray robe spoke lightly. Before that, his aura was almost imperceptible, but when he said his name, there was an indescribable sharpness rising from him, like a sword, stabbing at Jiutian Yunxiao.

Is he... the number one sword in Tianlai City?

Not far away, there are still many monks hundreds of feet away from the Bahuang Mountain. Hearing this name, he was shocked.

But soon, someone shouted in surprise: Isn't he in the Golden Core realm?

It should be some kind of secret method to suppress the cultivation base, and then entered the secret realm...

Secret techniques like this are common, but once you seal your golden core, I'm afraid your cultivation will be permanently damaged. If you make good adjustments and return to the golden core realm, you will at least fall to the third level of cultivation. If it is even more unlucky, you will stay in the foundation forever...

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There was a lot of discussion around, and the face was terrified.

Never expected that the Jin family would spend such a large amount of money in order to kill this Heavenly Dao Foundation...

This kendo master Liu Ziyue is not an unknown person, but a great master who sits in one side. In addition to his reputation in the outside world, he is vaguely as famous as the ten ancestors of the Jin family.

Fang Yuan didn't pay attention to the discussions of the people around him, but when he heard the title of the first sword in Tianlai City, he suddenly thought of a person, and looked at Liu Ziyue, and said softly: I once met a man named Gu Daoxiong, who once asked a sword master named Liu to ask for a sword, but he was misled and almost went astray, isn't it you?

Gu Daoxiong?

When Liu Ziyue heard the name, there was a hint of sarcasm on his face, and he said solemnly: There are too many people asking for swords from me. The long line of kowtowing can be as far as ten miles away. Everyone says that they are sincere in learning swords and beg me for advice. Hehe, if anyone comes to ask for swords, I will pass them on. Wouldn't it mean that I want to give all the essence of my three swords to outsiders?

Fang Yuan looked at him, and said coldly: If you don't want to pass it on, then you can refuse it. Why do you want to spread a fake one?

That Liu Ziyue sneered and said, Because I'm happy, can't I?

Fang Yuan stopped asking, took a deep breath, and said, I will not kill anyone else this time, but you must die!

Only by you?

Hearing this, Liu Ziyue's face twisted, and he shouted coldly: Xiu is crazy, the way of swordsmanship is no better than supernatural powers, and it takes hard work. The old man has been studying the way of swordsmanship for thirty years. He has learned the swordmanship, and he has mastered the swordmanship. He has learned the swordmanship, and he has mastered the swordmanship. He has devoted himself to cultivating the sword for ten years. Finally, he watched the changes in the world by the Yishui River and saw the true meaning of the swordmanship. What right do you have to act wild in front of me?

With the way of the sword!

Fang Yuan spoke calmly, unexpectedly the magic seal scattered and held back the three thunder spirits, then fluttered his big sleeves, looked around, but saw a sword slantedly thrown on the ground not far away, it must have been left behind when those people were sucked into the big formation just now.

With one finger, the sword flew into his hand, and then he held the sword behind his back and walked forward.

court death!

When Liu Ziyue saw his appearance, his expression was distorted, and he sneered coldly.

No matter whether Fang Yuan was using supernatural powers or controlling magic weapons, he would never underestimate Fang Yuan, but when he saw that Fang Yuan actually took away the magic weapons, withdrew his magic powers, picked up a sword and walked towards him, the absurd feeling in his heart couldn't be shaken...

I heard that you once taught that kid surnamed Gu in the Jin family and denounced my swordsmanship in public. At that time, the old man wanted to kill you!

Suddenly, a cold light flashed across Liu Ziyue's eyes, and he sternly shouted: Today is the right time for me to justify my name!

Wow...

When he said these words, his sword energy suddenly rushed to the night.

In an instant, between the heaven and the earth, the situation changed. In the sky behind him, there seemed to be a boundless river, running across the void, flowing torrentially, endlessly, a kind of irresistible artistic conception manifested from the void, and then blessed Liu Ziyue. He raised his head, looked at Fang Yuan coldly, suddenly smiled, and then the sword trembled lightly...

Shua...

An indescribable sharp edge appeared in an instant, and cut to Fang Yuan's body in an instant.

But at this moment, Fang Yuan, who had been walking forward slowly, suddenly flickered and disappeared in place.

Even with Liu Ziyue's bearing, he couldn't help being surprised: What kind of sword technique is this?

This trick is called widow over the wall!

Fang Yuan's voice appeared behind him, and at the same time, the Heaven-shaking Sword Intent appeared behind him, surging forward.