Chapter 3743: Battle of the Alchemy 3
As the cultivator's voice fell, the cultivators immediately echoed their voices, roaring in unison and rushing towards the Fang family.
Dialect only snorted, his eyes were cold and stern, and he shouted: "Looking for death." After saying this, his wrist trembled slightly, bringing a burst of blood-red light, and greeted those cultivators. Among these people, only Dialect has reached the out-of-body cultivation stage, and the strength of the rest of the cultivators is hovering in the Nascent Soul Stage or the Spiritual Quiet Stage. However, even though Fang Yancai's strength is high, he still seems to be more than enough to face the siege of more than a dozen cultivators. Under the attack of the crowd, he could only resist with all his strength, and he had no power to fight back. And Fang Yan and the people in the Bell and Drum Tower were also entangled by other practitioners, unable to help themselves. At this moment, Leng Xuan and the others were standing by to watch the battle and did not participate in the competition. He Jiaxian turned his head and asked, "Elder Shui, aren't you ready to take action?"
Shui Minghua shook his head and said, "It's not the time yet." Leng Xuan nodded in agreement. If you make a move now, even if you get the demon pill, you will have to face the grabs of other cultivators. At this moment, Fang Yan just waved the blood-drinking sword, splitting two sword beams, forcing the two close cultivators away, and then turned his eyes to glance at Shuijia and Leng Xuan. He snorted coldly and said solemnly: "Beware of the Shui family." His words not only reminded the Fang family, but also indirectly told those cultivators that the mantis flutters the cicada, and the oriole is behind, and they fight. Don't let the people of the Shui family take advantage. As soon as these words came out, those cultivators immediately focused some of their attention on the Shui family.
Shui Minghua frowned and said, "It seems that it's useless for us to wait any longer. Let's do it. After grabbing the demon pill, everyone immediately exits the passage." Moved to form, rushed to Dialect Cai. With the addition of Shuijia and Leng Xuan, the battle situation immediately showed a one-sided trend. Only under the siege of more than a dozen cultivators, the pressure multiplied, and the dialect retreated again and again. At this time, the three cultivators sneaked behind him and launched a sneak attack while the dialect was unprepared. Fang Yan frowned, turned around quickly, and slashed at the opponent with the blood-drinking sword. But at this moment, Shui Minghua and Leng Xuan took the opportunity to bully them up, condensing their True Qi in their hands, and slammed into Fang Yancai's shoulders fiercely. Suddenly, only listening to the dialect, there was a scream, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the figure slammed to the ground. When the two cultivators saw him fall to the ground, they immediately rushed over, preparing to grab the storage bag containing the demon pill from him.
However, when the two of them got close, only Fang Yan suddenly stood up, and the blood-drinking sword in his hand made a clanging sound, and cut off the two cultivators in the middle. The two of them were startled, and before they had time to react, they felt a sharp pain in their waists. Then, they saw blood splattering. The upper body of the two fell straight back to the ground, while the lower body was still standing on the ground. The ground was actually cut into two pieces with a single knife, such a terrifying means, such a sharp sword.
Facing the tragic situation of these two cultivators, not only did the others not flinch, but they rushed forward even more vigorously.