The Years of Being the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

Fang Qingwen stood up staggeringly, the wound on his body was still bleeding, and he stood persistently in front of Yan Song despite clearly not being able to stand still.

Huoyangniao will never give the two of them a chance to breathe, and gather their strength to prepare for another wave of attacks.

Huoyang Bird is good at group attack and long-distance combat. If it gets close to it, it has nothing to do. It's a pity that Huoyang Bird will not give this opportunity.

The densely packed young birds are still hatching, guarding the entrance of the Demon Realm in groups, chirping and chirping, forming a solid and impenetrable wall, which disturbs people and makes the two of them more and more excited. Small.

There was still some time before the sonic cannon attack from the Huoyang Bird, Yan Song took out a lot of pills to restore spiritual power and nourish the spiritual breath, and threw them all at Fang Qingwen, while he took up his long sword and held down Fang Qingwen who wanted to follow him: "Wait for me here, adjust your state, and help me later, okay?"

Fang Qingwen had difficulty even standing up. He looked at the pill in his hand indistinctly, took a breath, and then nodded heavily.

Yan Song seemed to have nothing on his mind, turned his blade with spiritual power, turned around and rushed into the group of Huoyang birds.

——The spiritual power of cultivators above Danhua can be turned into a physical body for driving. Yan Song is currently at the Yingyuan stage, and it is even easier to transform spiritual power into a blade.

It's just that this action consumes a lot of energy, so it can only be used as a last resort.

Wherever the long sword went, the Huoyang Bird was cut down by the sword.The blade of the sword was covered with dirty blood and became no longer invincible. Yan Song bit his finger, and the blood dripped out. The cut between his fingers wiped hard on the body of the sword. Immediately, the sword light shone brightly, Yan Song became ruthless, and the long sword spun violently. , The hurricane swept violently, and some of the weaker Huoyang birds fell silent in an instant.

Yan Song was not injured, but the deficit in his heart has been gradually enlarged. He has a high level, and the moves he released are powerful, so naturally he consumes a lot of power.

Yan Song's movements became more and more sluggish, and those fire-yang birds were afraid of Yan Song's strength, and did not dare to approach him. As time passed, a circle gradually appeared around Yan Song.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and Yan Song knew that the next wave of sonic cannons would be successfully charged in a short time. Even if the two of them could take the second and third blows, they couldn't spend it here all the time. The dangers of being right are more, and cannot be folded here.

Yan Song didn't turn his head, and took the initiative to attack, the spirit sword in his hand seemed to have life, and it could play an excellent auxiliary role according to Yan Song's will.

After the second attack of the Huoyang Bird was fully charged, Yan Song saw from a distance that the leader of the Huoyang Bird was hooting, its three sharp beaks were stretched to the maximum angle, and even the air that was constantly churning due to the gathering of sound waves could be seen .

Yan Song bit the bullet and beheaded the Huoyangniao, and at the same time under pressure, moved forward with difficulty. The closer he was to the leader Huoyangniao, the greater the chance of winning.

The sonic cannon was finally fired by Huoyangniao, and it was more powerful than the previous blow, and it caught people off guard.

Yan Song straightly held the sword in front of him, holding the tip of the sword with his fingers, and the majestic spiritual power scattered around the sword. Just as he was about to form and condense into a solid spiritual power cover, Fang Qingwen rushed over, and don't Desperately rushed in front of him.

The spiritual shield was originally made to protect the two of them, but now that Fang Qingwen has rushed to the front, is he going to die?

Scared by Fang Qingwen, his spiritual power dissipated in an instant, turning into bits of fluorescent light and returning to Yan Song's body.

Yan Song was stunned, with anger in his eyes: "Fang Qingwen, what are you doing!"

Fang Qingwen turned to look at him: "Wuci, I still hope you can come behind me."

Yan Song didn't listen, it's not that he couldn't trust Fang Qingwen's strength, but he didn't want to be protected like a weak person.

The sonic cannon would not give the two of them too much time to think, and rushed over with a roar in an instant.

Fang Qingwen immediately stopped in front of Yan Song. This time he seemed much calmer. He raised his hand slightly. In an instant, a fiery red brilliance bloomed in his hand, and a huge flaming lotus bloomed in mid-air, completely enveloping the menacing sonic cannon. Fang Qingwen seemed to be struggling a bit, but he gritted his teeth and persisted. He actually managed to finish the second blow in a split second. Yan Song was powerless and had no time to make a move.

And Fang Qingwen's burst of strength at that moment surprised Yan Song.

——It's already the cultivation base of Tianqi's early stage.

In a short period of time, he crossed two great realms?Even if he swallowed a whole bottle of Pei Yuan Pill, it was impossible.

The huge flame swept towards the Huoyang Birds with the powerful sonic cannon, and exploded with supreme power in an instant. Although it did not cause much fatal damage to the Huoyang Birds, it also caused these monsters to die. Nearly a third of it was lost.

Fang Qingwen saw that this trick had some effect, so he was going to pull Yan Song to a safe place to rest temporarily, but when he went to pull Yan Song's hand, he didn't think too much, so he didn't use any force on his hand, but the first time he pulled it One click, no pull.

Fang Qingwen froze his body, turned his head in surprise, only saw Yan Song's cold eyes.

Behind Yan Song was a vast sea of ​​flames, the blazing flames licked the body of the Huoyang Bird, and the screams were endless, and the pungent smell of burnt meat spread silently between the two of them.

The fire light is warm, but Yan Song's eyes are cold.

Fang Qingwen was a little cautious: "What?"

He tentatively pulled Yan Song's hand, but Yan Song dodged indifferently. It happened that a fire-yang bird was attacking behind Yan Song. The excellent consciousness struck Huoyangniao with a sword.

Fang Qingwen wanted to grab Yan Song's hand again, but Yan Song dodged it.

"Fang Qingwen, who are you?"

Fang Qingwen's eyes and pupils trembled violently. He felt his throat dry, and swallowed with difficulty, and said, "Wuci, I told you all about it."

Yan Song laughed mockingly: "How many of the words you said are true?"

"If you can explain clearly why your cultivation leaped to the apocalypse stage in a short period of time, I will believe you."

Fang Qingwen's pupils shrank suddenly: "I took it..."

"Peiyuan Pill?" Yan Song's mouth curled up slightly, "I've eaten that kind of thing before. It has serious side effects, and at most, your strength will leap to a great realm. If you really take it, you won't be able to stand so steadily now."

Fang Qingwen was at a loss.

All of a sudden, the third wave of sonic cannons had gathered power in silence, and the two of them were arguing so fiercely that they had no time to care about the other side.

"Hey, don't quarrel between brothers and sisters within the attack range of those bastards!"

Suddenly hearing a somewhat arrogant voice, Yan Song frowned, turned his head to look, and the moment he saw the person coming, he was stunned.

Ling Xiao's epee was wrapped in a huge spiritual pressure, and the broad sword was straight in front of the two of them, and the majestic spiritual power swept the fallen leaves like a gust of wind, and rolled the chicken cubs.

It's Shu Ci.

Yan Song suppressed the joy in his heart, and said sarcastically: "He and I are not brothers."

Fang Qingwen echoed: "Indeed."

Shu Ci was so angry that his scalp was about to explode. He knocked on the chicken cub with his epee, and at the same time defuse the sonic cannon, and yelled at the two of them at the same time: "Is that what I mean? I mean to get you out of the way, don't get in the way! "

Yan Song backed away, and with Shu Ci coming over, the two of them were naturally safe. He subconsciously checked Shu Ci's cultivation, but found that he couldn't find it.

In the past ten years, Shu Ci may have improved a lot.

Fang Qingwen now completely takes Yan Song as the backbone, Yan Song retreats, he also retreats, Yan Song stands still, and he also stands still.

The Huoyangniao was really annoying, Shu Ci saw that he was about to lose his hold, turned around and saw the two people who seemed to be okay again, and was angry again: "You just stand there and watch me get beaten? What about your conscience?"

Yan Song held down the corner of his mouth that couldn't help but upturned: "Dear man, you let us back away sometimes, and let us pass by later, should we listen to you or not?"

Shu Ci was so angry that he split a Huoyang bird running towards him in half from the middle, very symmetrical.

"Whatever I say is what I say? You won't judge for yourself whether you should come and help?"

Tsk, it's really difficult to serve.

Yan Song held back his laughter, looked at Shu Ci who was about to be blown into a puffer fish in the center, and rushed to help.Fang Qingwen only knew to follow Yan Song now, and raised his sword to follow behind Yan Song.

During the fight with the Huoyangniao, Yan Song paid attention to Fang Qingwen's cultivation, and found that his cultivation had returned to the spirit-leading stage in a short period of time.

He looked at Fang Qingwen a few more times, which attracted Fang Qingwen's attention to him, and his left hand was accidentally pecked bloody by the Huoyang bird.

The three of them went through a bitter battle, all of them exhausted their spiritual energy, and finally beheaded the Huoyang bird that was the leader. The moment the crisis was resolved, all their tense nerves relaxed.

Yan Song had never experienced such a high-intensity battle. The moment he relaxed, his legs immediately softened. If Fang Qingwen hadn't supported him, he might have fallen to the ground.

Yan Song felt that Fang Qingwen's hand holding him was shaking, he must be in a bad condition, he pursed his lips: "Thank you."

Shu Ci looked at the two of them like a curious baby: "What is the relationship between you two?"

"It's not senior brother, so you are old friends?"

Yan Song: "No."

Shu Ci: "Is that a real brother?"

This time Fang Qingwen vetoed quickly: "No."

Shu Ci was puzzled: "Then what's the relationship between you? You can't be a Taoist couple, right? Although this kind of trend is not popular in the cultivation world now, it's not impossible..."

Fang Qingwen was silent.

Yan Song gritted his teeth, reddened his ears, and quickly denied: "Not at all!"

Shu Ci stuck Ling Xiao on the ground, and twirled the hilt playfully, causing the epee to spin along with it.

"Why are you ashamed? I didn't say that you must be, so what is the relationship between you, and I can call you?"

"My name is Shu Ci, nice to meet you."

"Jingwuci, the two of us are colleagues of the Demon Suppression Alliance."

"Fang Qingwen."

Shu Ci nodded: "Okay, you two, are you going to Demon Realm?"

Yan Song nodded.

"Then you two might as well take a rest outside before going in. I have to stay at this entrance, so I won't be with you."

Shu Ci's proposal was exactly what Yan Song wanted, so he nodded, the three of them were about to part ways, Yan Song suddenly felt a little bit reluctant, he turned his head, and looked at Shu Ci again.

"Why are you staying here?"

Shu Ci smiled: "I have to stay here and wait for someone who will suffer a thousand knives."