The strongest collapse system

Chapter 698
"You can't escape now!"

Yu Ruyi sealed off the Baizhang space, completely sealed off Hong Yi's soul, and then let out a chuckle.

brush!
This statue of Ruyi shook lightly, reappeared above Hong Yi's soul, and struck down with fierce force.

At this moment, the accident happened suddenly.

boom!
A figure suddenly appeared from the valley, jumped up violently, and punched Yu Ruyi.

The figure that suddenly appeared was not a real person, but a spirit.

It was Wang Fan.

At this moment, Wang Fan is like a god of war, with an extremely real breath, a living body, a strong artistic conception, and a huge fist. It seems that a strong man who really practiced martial arts appeared here.

"what!"

A shrill cry came from Yu Ruyi, and when she was hit by this punch, countless cracks appeared on Yu Ruyi's body, cracking, cracking, and then shattered into soul thoughts one by one.

These soul thoughts began to gather and combine, and turned into a figure in a Taoist robe, with a golden complexion and no beard, but he was a Taoist.

"Who the hell are you?" Hong Yi, who escaped unharmed, asked.

He did not know this person and had never seen him in the Marquis Mansion.

For some reason, this person was lurking in the dark and attacking him unexpectedly.

"I didn't expect there to be another master!" The Taoist snorted coldly, looking at Wang Fan who appeared, feeling extremely tricky.

The person who appeared suddenly was too powerful. The Taoist's secret method of opening the sky could not even withstand a single punch, so he was smashed, and even his soul was seriously injured.

"Xiao Anran, the master of the Immortal Dao below, who is your Excellency?" the Taoist said suddenly.

Hong Yi was shocked, but he didn't expect that the person who attacked him today would be the leader of a faction.

After the Daqian Dynasty annihilated the Great Zen Temple 20 years ago, Taoist sects in the country have flourished, among which Taishangdao, Zhengyidao and Fangxiandao are the most popular.

Because this is a Taoist sect conferred by Emperor Daqian.

The Tao of the Supreme Being emphasizes that the Supreme Being forgets all emotions and self, is mysterious and does not leave the world, lives in seclusion in the mountains, and practices the Supreme Supreme Way of forgetting all emotions. Occasionally, there are people who practice beyond the world, but they are also terrorists like Meng Shenji.

Zhengyi pays attention to Taoist precepts, calms people's hearts, and is well supported by the court.

Fang Xiandao, on the other hand, was favored by princes and nobles through alchemy and alchemy. He made friends with powerful people, but he had the greatest influence.

Xiao Anran, who is the master of Fang Xiandao, is naturally an extremely noble figure.

It's just that they didn't expect that they would sneak attack Hong Yi regardless of his identity today.

"You don't deserve to know."

Wang Fan, who is like a god of war, sent out an idea, and then punched Xiao Deanran again from the air, the air was instantly exploded, countless flames were born, and the flames flew up.

"Arrogance!" Xiao Anran roared angrily, running his soul crazily, and dodged aside.

At the same time, a scarlet long sword flew from a distance. Countless sparks were emitted from the long sword. The sparks exploded continuously, like fireworks, deafening.

When the whole long sword soared, it looked like a blood-red fire dragon, emitting endless flames from its whole body, shining brightly, and the soul of ordinary cultivators would be burnt to pieces as long as they got close to it.

Hong Yi's soul was so far away that he felt a burning sensation coming towards his face, which showed how powerful this long sword was.

This long sword is Fang Xiandao's famous magic weapon, "Yuanyang Sword"!
This Yuanyang sword has many magic spells on it, and it is covered with purple thunder gunpowder. It is made of the "blood pattern steel" that Luo Yun, the princess of Zhennan, has been asking for.

"Kill!" Xiao Anran waved his palm, and the fire dragon rushed towards Wang Fan.

Wang Fan did not dodge, he stepped forward suddenly and punched Yuanyang Sword.

"Stupid, the Yuanyang sword is covered with purple thunder gunpowder, which can do great harm to the Yin God. Even if you cultivate to the eighth level of the ghost and immortal state of the soul, you can't avoid this kind of damage. This person actually uses the body of the soul to shake... "Xiao sadly sneered again and again.

However, what happened next shocked Xiao sadly.

The expected dissipation of the soul did not happen.

Dangdang!
Wang Fan's fist collided with Yuanyang's sword edge, but there were bursts of sounds of gold and iron.

"How is that possible?" Xiao Anran couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

A feeling of life and death crisis from the depths of the soul slowly emerged from my heart.

"Could it be a ghost fairy who has survived the thunder tribulation?" A bad premonition arose in his heart.

At this moment, after Wang Fan collided with Yuanyang Sword dozens of times, he suddenly punched out, and the overwhelming punch exploded and swelled, hitting Yuanyang Sword all at once.

Crackling!

As soon as this punch hit Yuanyang Sword, there was an explosion of infinite thunderous light. Being hit by the thunder, Yuanyang Sword suddenly lost its spirituality and fell from the sky.

Holy Fist, Thunder!
Wang Fan grasped the Yuanyang sword.

"How dare you!" Xiao Anran was shocked and angry.

He has already realized that the other party wants to seize Yuanyang Sword.

The next moment, Xiao Anran felt a sharp pain coming from the depths of his soul, and the thoughts of the soul attached to the Yuanyang sword were completely expelled.

Yuanyang Sword changes owner!
"Bastard, Fang Xiandao will never die with you!"

Contrary to what he said, after Xiao Anran let out an angry roar, he didn't step forward to attack again, but urged the power of his soul to fly away into the distance, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, Hong Yi couldn't believe it.

Xiao Anran, the master of Fang Xiandao, one of the three major gates of Dagan, escaped just like that.

Such a powerful, such a character, just fled like this?
"Don't look at it, this kind of person seems to have a high status, but in fact he is just a young man pushed to the front of the stage, like a running dog." Wang Fan said to Hong Yi, "The real master has not yet appeared. "

"Such a person is not considered a real master? How powerful does a real master have to be?" Hong Yi couldn't help but start to think about it.

"This thing is for you." Wang Fan suddenly threw something to Hong Yi.

"What?" Hong Yi was stunned and subconsciously took it.

It sank immediately, but it was the sword that Wang Fan had just snatched from Xiao Anran.

Yuan Yang Sword.

After cultivating to the fifth level of the soul, he can already hold animals. Hong Yi has already cultivated to the sixth level of the soul, and the power of the soul is so strong that he still has the strength to pick up the sword made of fairy steel.

"Uncle Wang, what are you going to do with this? I don't know how to use it." Hong Yi wanted to return the Yuanyang Sword to Wang Fan, "I'm still studying the secret method of visualization on the Amitabha Sutra and the future Wusheng Sutra. But I don’t have time to spend on swordsmanship.”

"This is not for you." Wang Fan smiled.

"That's..." Hong Yi was a little curious. He had been with Wang Fan for more than ten years, but he had never heard that Wang Fan had any friends.

In the Hou Mansion, because of Hong Yi, many people were hostile to Wang Fan.

"Soon, you will know." A mysterious smile appeared on Wang Fan's face.

(End of this chapter)