The Strongest Qi Refiner

"Anyway, I have been wanted by your Tianhuan Temple for so many years, so this time is not the best."

"But if you die here, only the true spirit body will be left."

Jingyue gritted her teeth and the corners of her eyes twitched slightly.

He was the only one who had ever threatened other monks like this!

But now, the identity has been reversed!

"Little Lord!"

The Eight Great Guards have already rushed towards Fang Yu's location.

"You haven't made a decision yet?" Fang Yu asked with raised eyebrows.

"You can take action! Capture him and Zhao Chengfeng together!" Jingyue suddenly roared, "I'll be fine!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the Eight Great Protectors changed.

But they did not hesitate, but attacked Fang Yu fiercely!

"Are you really not afraid of death? Does this guy have more than two lives?" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, surprised by Jingyue's decision.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The eight guardian halls each took out their own magical weapons and launched an attack.

"Well, originally I didn't intend to get rid of your subordinates. You asked for it." Fang Yu said.

Facing the rushing Eight Great Guards, he raised his right palm and slapped it out!

"Poof!"

There was an explosion, and half of Jingyue's face collapsed.

At the same time, his left palm released a ball of flame.

"boom!"

The golden flame ignited half of Jingyue's body.

"Ahhhhh..."

Jingyue let out a shrill scream.

He couldn't shut out the pain.

Especially the pain of being burned by this fire crow is bone-piercing and intense!

"Little Lord!"

All the eight palace guards were in panic.

But they did not forget Jingyue's order.

So, they all attacked Fang Yu together.

"Buzz!"

Before Fang Yu could take action, a strong light came from below!

It's Zhao Chengfeng!

The green lotus behind Zhao Chengfeng burst out with intense light.

The petals began to spin, blasting out eight rays of magical energy, hitting the eight palace guards respectively!

"Banglong..."

There were constant explosions in the sky.

The ground for thousands of miles has collapsed and become part of the ruins.

"Ahhhh..."

In the center of the battlefield, explosions and screams were mixed together.

In addition to the screams coming from Jingyue, some of them were also made by the deacons of the temple.

Because at this moment, Fang Yu was holding a blood-drinking demon-drawing sword, waving it in the middle of the group of temple deacons.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One sword after another was struck, and each sword would sweep up the sky with fierce sword energy.

Facing this fierce sword energy, these deacons retreated steadily, without the slightest ability to contend.

Many deacons were slow to dodge, and part of their bodies were chopped off, with blood spurting out.

The Eight Great Palace Guards fell into a stalemate with Zhao Chengfeng.

Facing Zhao Chengfeng who used the Blue Sea Canglian, they had no good way to deal with it and could only save the fuselage.

As for Jingyue...his situation is the most tragic.

He was not left anywhere, but was held by Fang Yu with one hand.

"Zi la la..."

The flames burned half of his body, causing him constant pain.

This flame is not Lihuo.

In other words... only a small part leaves the fire.

Because Fang Yu didn't want to burn Jingyue directly to ashes, but wanted to torture him.

"Whoosh!"

Fang Yu held the blood-drinking demon-drawing sword in one hand and Jingyue, who was screaming in agony, with the other hand, and suddenly chased towards the east.

There was a golden figure running away desperately.

It's falling!

However, his speed is far not as fast as Fang Yu.

He tried to use space magic, but was interrupted.

This means that the entire world is blocked!

If you want to escape, you can only use your body to escape!

"call out!"

Fang Yu chased after Luo, raised the blood-drinking demon-drawing sword in his hand, and slashed it down.

"Whoosh!"

Luo's natal magic weapon glowed with bright light, covering his body from top to bottom.

At the same time, he also wanted to dodge to the side.

But his speed is far not as fast as Fang Yu's sword.

"Click!"

Luo's legs were severed from the roots of the thighs, leaving only his upper body.

He lost his balance and flew sideways.

Fang Yu raised the blood-drinking demon-drawing sword in his hand and aimed the sword tip.

A burst of magic energy is released.

Only half of Luo's body was left, and he was forcibly restrained in mid-air.

"Uh ah ah..."

He was in great pain, screamed, and looked at Fang Yu with fear in his eyes.

how so! ?

Why did things develop to this point! ?

Luo Yuan thought that it would be the most comfortable thing to follow Jing Yue and the main force to arrest Zhao Chengfeng. It was just a formality and there would be absolutely no danger!

But now, the danger is right in front of us!

He is going to die!

Why! ?

He is obviously the lowest level among this group of monks!

Even if there is danger, he shouldn't be the one to bear it!

Why is this guy in front of him targeting him?

"Your golden clothes are too eye-catching. It's hard for me not to notice you." As if he knew what Luo was thinking, Fang Yu said with a joking smile.

"Ah...you, if you kill me, you will definitely die!" Luo gasped and shouted with fear to the extreme.

"I dare to kill even your young master, let alone a shrimp soldier like you?" Fang Yu sneered.

Between the words, another sword slashed out.

"Ahhh...boom!"

Luo's eyes widened and he let out a final scream.

Then, his body was shattered into pieces by a violent sword energy coming from the front.

A large amount of blood energy was absorbed by the blood-drinking demon-drawing sword.

"Buzz buzz..."

The blood-drinking demon-drawing sword's sword intent became more violent and bloodthirsty.

After solving the problem, Fang Yu turned to look to the side.

There are still many temple deacons who have not been cleared away.

"I, I accept your conditions! Accept! Let me go! Let them go!"

At this time, Jingyue, who was held in his hand, screamed miserably.

His voice was almost tearing, and there was even a cry in it.

The extreme pain and the sight before him made him completely despair.

This group of his men... couldn't defeat Han Daoyu and Zhao Chengfeng in front of them!

"It's too late." Fang Yu glanced at Jing Yue and said lightly.