Beside the formation flag, Ying'er ignored the three elders of the Xuan family and others.
Her eyes focused on Ye Wentian in Qi Nei, her clear eyes flickered, and she hesitated for just a moment.
"call!"
"..."
I saw him suddenly reaching out and grabbing Xiaoqi.
Fang Qing snorted lightly.
"snort."
"Go..." As soon as Fang Qing raised his hand, the formation flag flew out from his sleeves, and the next moment it was already hanging above Ying'er's head.
Ying'er trembled and froze on the spot.
Seeing this scene, the old Imperial Master, the three elders of the Xuan family, and others all breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, I am fully prepared tonight, otherwise I really wouldn’t be able to capture this kid!
"Ying'er, you are no match for him, protect yourself first." Ye Wen's eyes were still scarlet, and the energy in his body continued to explode.
The master of the Fang family was comparable to Chen Xuanshuang in Southern Xinjiang.
Especially this formation flag, with such terrifying suppressive power, even those at the peak of their innate ability would find it difficult to break free for a while.
I am the best example.
"Give me another two minutes, break it!" Ye Wentian shouted angrily in his heart, and the yin and yang energy in front of him rolled violently.
"Buzz."
"Buzz..."
The surrounding flags trembled and flickered.
Already on the verge of collapse.
"Yinger is not afraid of him."
"Here comes the sword!" Ying'er raised her hand, and her whole body was shaken. The extremely powerful spiritual power suddenly poured out like a rushing river.
Ye Wentian was stunned for a moment.
The next moment, there was a whistling sound in the night sky.
"Buzz..." The sound of the sword was very loud.
Everyone in the venue paused and looked up subconsciously.
A huge heavy sword came through the air and fell into the hands of the girl in front of him in the blink of an eye.
I saw his heavy sword swinging horizontally, drawing a spiritual arc.
"Click!"
"Kacha."
Then, there was a crisp sound.
The formation flag that was originally hanging above Ying'er's head was cut into two sections, and the suppressive force retreated instantly.
The eyes of the old Imperial Master and others trembled, and the shock on their faces could not be concealed.
They all look incredible!
Even Fang Qingqi suddenly turned his head and frowned.
"Zhao Ying!"
"How dare you destroy Fang's formation flag." Fang Qing's eyes were filled with anger. He turned around and dodged, and the terrifying spiritual power swept over him.
Under the night, two figures collided.
"boom……"
"Boom!"
Ying'er's whole body was shaken dozens of meters away, and there was obviously a big gap in physical strength.
On the other hand, Fang Qingqi only took three steps back.
The two looked at each other.
Ying'er curled her lips, the momentum around her body increased, and the heavy sword in her hand burst out slightly. She didn't lose any of her momentum.
"Yinger is not afraid of you."
"cut!"
Ying'er shouted softly, dragged her heavy sword, drew a spark on the ground, and rushed towards the person in front.
The next breath is approaching.
The heavy sword was raised above his head and slammed down.
"Damn it." Fang Qing frowned more and more, waving his sleeves, three more formation flags appeared in front of him, forming a defensive barrier.
The force of the counter-shock swept across, and the formation flag firmly blocked the heavy sword.
Ying'er trembled all over, her face was obviously a little pale, but her momentum did not decrease, and the force of the heavy sword increased.
The face of the person in front of him became increasingly ugly.
"Zhao Ying, are you crazy? Don't you recognize Fang?"
"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" Fang Qing's face became even more angry. The person in front of him appeared in Dayan, and he should have come to kill the Dragon King of Dayan.
Why did you attack him instead?
"kill
I? Tch... bragging. Ying'er curled her lips and rolled her eyes at the person in front of her.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz."
The heavy sword in his hand trembled, and the terrifying power increased several times.
With this explosion, Fang Qingqi had to take two steps back again.
"You are looking for death!" Fang Qing shouted, murderous intent rising in his eyes.
"Condensation."
"seal up……"
With a wave of his hand, the three formation flags in front of him flipped and pressed towards Ying'er's Tianling Gai again.
The person in front of me has a special identity, he killed him, and he was in trouble afterwards.
But now, Fang Qing has nothing he can do.
The Fang family should be able to resist this matter.
"Hey, here again? Ying'er is not stupid, don't even try to catch me."
"cut!"
"..."
Ying'er suddenly retreated, sweeping the giant sword in her hand and slashing at the three formation flags in front of her.
The power collided and a terrifying air flow exploded.
Everyone in the arena focused their gazes at the same time. It could be seen that Ying'er's figure was once again knocked back dozens of steps, and she was obviously at a disadvantage.
But it was not sealed by the formation flag.
"So strong!"
"Which family does this girl belong to?"
"Why does it feel like I'm even more powerful than those seniors..."
The children of the three major families were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.
The third elder of the Xuan family looked a little ugly.
Only the old Imperial Master, after carefully looking at the heavy sword in the girl's hand, had a faint flash of confusion in his eyes, and his face changed a little.
at the same time.
In front of Fang Qingqi, the momentum of his whole body was rising, and five formation flags suddenly appeared around his body, spinning and spreading power.
"The next blow will kill you." Fang Qing's face showed a cold light, and his killing intent was clear.
Within the array flag, Ye Wentian's eyes flashed red.
"Ying'er, strike me with all your strength." Ye Wentian reacted quickly, and with a movement of his mind, the sound was immediately transmitted to Ying'er's mind.
The man surnamed Fang will not be merciful in the next blow, and I'm afraid it will be too late by the time he comes out.
The heavy sword in Ying'er's hand seems to have a restraining effect on the battle flag.
"Really?" Ying'er blinked and tilted her head and asked.
"More real than pearls, hurry up!" Ye Wentian responded immediately.
Ying'er nodded, turned around with her heavy sword in hand, and smiled. The next moment, her aura rose again.
A wave of air burst out with terrifying force.
"Whoops!"
"..."
The huge heavy sword was already raised above her head.
Ye Wentian's heart skipped a beat.
This girl?
How do I feel that she was a little excited to let her chop me?
This was obviously not the time to think about this. Ying'er didn't hesitate at all and slashed down with all her strength.
"call!"
"Buzz..."
It is comparable to a full-strength sword in the middle stage of Xiantian.
The extremely powerful force drew a heavy long arc and struck directly in the direction of Ip Wen.
Everyone in the venue was stunned when they saw this scene.
Only not far away, Fang Qingqi's expression suddenly changed slightly. Seeing that the sword hit, it was already too late for his formation flag offensive.
"not good."
"Tonight, the situation is over." Fang Qing reacted quickly, his aura obviously restrained, and he raised his head and glanced at Ye Wentian.
Fang Qing retracted his gaze and turned to look in the direction of the front yard of the manor.
After a moment of silence, he took two steps back.
same moment.
"boom!"
"Boom..."
There was an explosion echoing ahead.
"Kaka." Then there was a crisp sound, and the dozens of formation flags that trapped Ye Wentian were struck by this sword.
Cut off half of it.
The power of suppression was instantly reduced.
"Brother, Ying'er wants to sleep." Ying'er staggered, unable to hold the heavy sword in her hand, and she was clearly exhausted.
