Fang Yunhan also had an illusion of facing the bottom epic fall at the moment when he was scored, but that illusion was completely dispelled when he touched the tip of his sword bit by bit.
With the help of the iron sword, Fang Yunhan turned around behind a pillar and avoided a wave of offensive followed by the king of Qi.
When he was just caught in the rib, he had already transported two gods’ skills together at the hit position. After being caught, there was no trauma, but the force showed signs of disintegration at the moment, so he used this column to hide and adjust his breath.
The king of Qi caught up with the other side of the column in the same breath and directly shot Fang Yunhan through a column.
The columns in Fengtian Temple are all made of nanmu, and one column is usually a nanmu trunk, which is as thick as three people hugging. Although it has been built for many years, even a crack is as hard as stone and emits a light fragrance that can avoid insects.
But when ten fingers of the King of Qi hit the surface of the column with clouds of phantom, transverse holes running through the whole column suddenly appeared.
The wood originally located in these holes became slender strips and shot out from the other side of the column.
When Fang Yunhan went around the back of this column, the right side of the column was less than half a foot away from the column. Facing this ingenious attack, it was almost equivalent to being shot by dozens of crossbows against the face.
He hissed in his mouth and felt that the iron sword was as light as a feather when the muscles of his right hand relaxed and tightened.
The magic sword is to be as powerful as Mount Tai and as light as a feather of glide.
The magic sword tactic has all kinds of essence. Fang Yunhan’s heart flashed prematurely, and the ten arhats in Shaolin were already in operation, and the sword potential was finally fully displayed.
This sword broke the dozens of sticks, a vigorous germinal force, and two forces entangled and pushed the sword to circle and then cut it off.
The king of Qi’s scalp rose by half a foot with a hemp body and a thousand signs, and then he felt that the soles of his feet were directly cut off by a hot shock wave.
His foot was faintly visible, and the tip of a sword was holding a foot. A long sword awn pierced the whole column from left to right, and cut off the root of the column. But this sword was too fast, and the position of the column did not change. The weight pressed the sword mark, which looked like a hair, but the column was still straight.
Fang Yunhan found out through the hole punched by the King of Qi just now that the other person’s body rose and closed the sword and pierced the column with a firm but gentle sword, pointing directly at the other king of Qi.
The king of Qi couldn’t avoid kicking the column, but the red cloak and hat had been cut and there was a crack in the forehead of the hag mask.
The root of this column has been cut off, and then he kicked it, and the root suddenly shifted and the end broke, forcing Fang Yunhan to close his sword.
And the king of Qi caught the broken column end in the middle school and directly pushed the big column with the diameter reaching his chest into Fang Yunhan after landing.
His collision stuck Fang Yunhan’s position. No matter which direction the opponent evades, a part of his body will not hide from the whole column attack range.
Fang Yunhan looked straight at the cross section of the cylinder that quickly filled his whole field of vision, and did not flash or avoid a sword.
At the moment when the three-foot blade pierced Fang Yunhan’s body rose laterally and the central axis of the spine rotated, driving the blade like a huge drill bit through the whole column.
The cylinder was split into seven parts, and the hands of the King of Qi suddenly folded their fingers to gather strength. It was impossible to break the cracked cylinder in their hands and put their hands together to clamp the Han sword of Fang Yun.
Two people directly made this inferior iron sword burn red, giving off the same light as molten iron.
Fang Yunhan’s feet fell to the ground and watched the two sides wrestle motionless. The golden light of his eyes went up and down, as if there were a pair of people who dared not stare at Kiyomi in the depths of the original pupil.
He suddenly smiled and said two words.
One sentence is "Do you know that I have missed several opportunities to hurt you and kill you along the way to complete the expectation of the Battle of Fengtian Temple?"
The other sentence is "Do you know that the first Excalibur in heaven should be like a front?"
The king of Qi turned a deaf ear to the intention of destroying the iron sword first with both hands and urging. Unexpectedly, Fang Yunhan’s sword body vibrated and actually smashed the iron sword directly against the edge of the king’s palm.
The cracked hag mask reflects an amazing scene.
A fiber of thick meat grasped the red-hot broken arrow and wiped it from the hand guard position of the hilt to the fracture tip
Iron that has been burnt red and softened should also be hammered to deform, but the palm of your hand looks greatly changed with an iron sword.
The thickness of the sword body is reduced by half, and the width is unchanged. The fracture extends by one foot, which just restores the length before breaking, while the two sides of the sword body are wiped out by Fang Yunhan’s palm.
All this may happen in a tenth of an instant.
Fang Yunhan, broken arrow’s sword has been attacked.
A few drop of molten iron mixed with impurity fly from that tip of the swinging left hand.
The black hag mask reflects a red dance.
"What? ！”
Bang!
The mask symbolizing the highest prestige of the Hag Gate is divided and the crack is flat. The body of the King of Qi suddenly leans back, his eyes are red, and the past is full of ambition. Unwilling to stifle his throat, he sighs and screams.
I don’t know when it has been stained with blood, and my hands have reached the tip of my finger with a slap in the face.
Inexplicably, ripples appeared in the air, as if they covered the whole hall, and the main department gathered towards his fingertips.
Pointing at heaven and painting with one finger Zen!
Fang Yunhan led the sword to Tianxiong, but the sword was ready to rush away.
At that moment, the swordsman seemed to drag a layer of golden red flame.
A sword runs through the center of the ripples all the way.
Until we break through the Fengtian Temple!
Thousands of glazed tiles are broken like moonlight, and a fountain of pearls and jade is thrown at the top of Zhongfengtian Temple, which is also covered with black arrows.
Fang Yunhan spat at the moon and rolled over and stepped on the edge of the hole.
A tattered, bur red cloak slowly fell into that arrow forest.
The Fengtian Temple is full of life and death, as expected.
Chapter 16 Hanging the Moon in the Southern Sky
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