"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

At this moment, Fang Yan's domineering power of the Mountain Beng Shan Fist is undoubtedly manifested, comparable to that of a cultivator at the second level of the innate realm. After an attack like a storm, he fought so happily, which made the other party suffer. The roar continued, colliding with the evil aura released by the other party's magic weapon, and the other party went to a small boat floating in the storm on the sea, drifting with the flow.

"The Bengshan Fist should be so domineering." With a breakthrough, Fang Yan's various life-saving methods increased exponentially. Yuan Xiong was suppressed and had no power to return. Fang Yan directly crushed his opponent.

"Boy, I underestimated you. An ant in the violent realm actually forced me to use my trick. You should be proud even if you die." Yuan Xiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was gloomy, and with his wretched rosacea, he was like a clown.

"The earth escape spirit talisman protects me, and the earth evil spirits are killed by me." Yuan Xiong slapped the Qiankun storage bag on his waist, and flew out a yellow talisman to protect his body. His hands stood together, standing still in the void, as if brewing magic. The evil aura in his body spreads out like black fog. When he pinched the magic trick, seven black shadows rushed out of his body. With a wave of his hand, the illusory evil aura condensed into evil arrows, which were as dark as ink as the essence.

"What a gloomy, strange kung fu, it actually nourishes evil spirits in the body." Fang Yan was naturally unwilling to wait for death when the other party used his magic. The other party was a master of the innate realm. The mountain fist blasted at the other party and hit the earth-yellow halo, rippling a layer of ripples. Yuan Xiong's body just trembled slightly, and then he returned to tranquility and continued to use the magic. It was not until seven evil spirits emerged from the other party's body that Fang Yan realized that something was wrong. This guy was definitely brewing a big move. The Phantom Sword and the Water Shadow Sword were constantly used, trying to break the other party's yellow halo to kill him.

"Boy, I'm forced to display the earth spirit talisman, and you can die with peace of mind." After three or four breaths, the seven evil spirits brewed out. Seeing Fang Yan like a jumping clown, he couldn't break the earth shield transformed by his earth spirit talisman, a hint of heartache appeared on his face. Then he was replaced by a ferocious look.

The earth spirit talisman is worth ten thousand gold and can withstand the fierce attack of the early stage of the innate realm of cultivators. At this moment, he was forced to display it by an ant from the violent aura realm. It is impossible not to feel heartbroken or frustrated. However, when he thought of the large amount of spiritual medicine and herbs hidden in Fang Yan's Qiankun storage bag, once he was killed, all the losses today would be worth the money. With a little hand, the evil arrows condensed were arranged like seven stars shining in the world, bringing gusts of cold wind to kill Fang Yan.

"Cangshan Fist!"

Danger comes. Fang Yan's tiny pores are wide open all over his body, and the wind-transforming body technique is used to the extreme. The pure yang skills in his body are used to the extreme. A knock-down fist keeps bombarding the arrows that are coming from the lightning.

"Boy, stop struggling unnecessary. My Seven Evil Arrows will never return without blood. Today you are dead. And your corpse will also turn into a ball of evil energy to nourish my body." The Seven Evil Arrows stared at Fang Yan like a maggot with bones, and automatically locked the target. Even if he escaped to the ends of the world, he would not be able to escape to death in the end. Yuan Xiong seemed to see Fang Yan's body turning into a ball of evil energy, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Damn it, how could it be so difficult?" Although Fang Yan was shocked by the strength of the other party, he was not panicked at all, and he was thinking about countermeasures quickly. The attack was too sharp, as if he had intelligence. The wind-transformed body technique could not be shaken off. The evil spirit touched the towering ancient trees around him, and the thick ancient trees as thick as dragons turned into a pile of broken wood chips in an instant. Fang Yan was becoming more and more careful, and he did not dare to let the other party's evil arrows touch. The Mount Bengshan Fist kept blasting towards the flying arrows.

"Hey. The fire-attributed technique actually destroyed one of my evil arrows." Fang Yan's Bengshan Fist, combined with his pure Yang true essence, had an absolute restraint on the Yin evil spirit. A seemingly random attack actually wiped out a fierce evil arrow.

"Not afraid, one is destroyed and six are still there. This kid cannot escape death today." Yuan Xiong sneered constantly. To be on the safe side, he activated the flying sword under his feet, and a sharp sword light kept stabbing Fang Yan.

Fang Yan also noticed the difficulty of the opponent's seven evil arrows, and swallowed a Yuan Dan. Without waiting for the medicine to dissolve in his body, the Bengshan Fist was continuously blasted out.

Five more powerful attacks were wiped out by Fang Yan's fierce and domineering attack. Because the force was not enough, the last one was shot into his body.

As soon as the evil arrow entered his body, Fang Yan's body became extremely stiff, and a yin and cold aura was destroying his vitality.

"Haha...boy, I've hit my seven evil arrows. This time you're dead, and you will become a ball of evil spirits for me to warm up." Yuan Xiong looked at Fang Yan's arrows and his body became stiff, and he couldn't help laughing.

Fang Yan's eyes were chilling. When he heard the extremely crazy laughter of the other party, he did not respond with any words. Instead, he silently swallowed two pieces of Huiyuan Dan and activated the Pure Yang Gong to the extreme.

The evil spirit of the Earth Evil Sect is very vicious. It is extracted from the Yin Evil energy from the ground. If it is not a cultivator who practices restraint skills and is hit by the vicious Seven Evil arrow, it will turn into thick water for a moment.

Fang Yan was hit by the Seven Evil Arrows, and Yuan Xiong did not rush to find Fang Yan's trouble immediately. Instead, he accumulated strength in secret, waiting for Fang Yan to turn into thick water and become a ball of evil spirit.

"Pure Yang Gong is vast and profound. This vicious evil spirit is like meeting a nemesis. I believe it will be driven out in no time." Fang Yan's black air was lingering around his body, and his face was pale. Pure Yang Gong was like a small sun radiating thousands of light in his dantian. The evil spirit that spread to the surroundings of his body melted like ice and snow.

"Hey, it's impossible. How could this kid last for so long? After a cup of tea, why hasn't he turned into thick blood yet?"

Fang Yan closed his eyes and drove away the evil energy in his body. Some strange changes seemed to have occurred in his body. The Pure Yang Gong in his body burst out with a vast and profound aura, as vast as smoke. Without his deliberate operation of Pure Yang Gong, Pure Yang Gong would automatically run at high speed.

"Is this Pure Yang Gong going to break through?" The Pure Yang Gong was running at a high speed, and it was already out of Fang Yan's control. The evil energy in his chest was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, even if it was like a half-inch Ding's arrow, it also changed from a solid body to a virtual body. The Pure Yang Qi in the dantian was rippling like a vast ocean. With every breath, the sea of ​​the dantian was expanding rapidly.

"This kid is a disaster. Since you are still alive, let me send you on your way in advance." Yuan Xiong's face showed a ferocious look and stood several feet away from Fang Yan's body. With a wave of his hand, a sword light slashed towards Fang Yan's head.

"boom!"

At this moment, the mutation suddenly broke out. Fang Yan, who had originally suffered heavy damage and could not rise up, jumped up from the ground, and then a mountain-collapse punch hit the opponent heavily. Yuan Xiong flew in response and vomited blood.

After succeeding with one blow, Fang Yan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but stood still, and a fierce roar sound came from his body. The place of the dantian was expanding rapidly, and the vast pure yang energy spread from the dantian. Fang Yan's whole person was filled with golden light. At this moment, his pure yang skills broke through and entered the third level of pure yang skills.
Chapter completed!