As soon as the sword was slashed out, Fang Chen suddenly felt a sense of emptiness, and his temples were turning gray.

Her face, which was originally eighteen or nineteen years old, began to develop fine wrinkles, making her look a bit older.

Fang Tingjian looked at the whereabouts of the missing Jin Dan, and then at Fang Chen, with a look of surprise gradually filling his eyes.

This sword...

Very strange!

It was obviously not as powerful as the previous sword, but it... really penetrated the Nascent Soul methods of General Kunlong and killed the golden elixir he protected...

Everyone originally didn't have much hope for Fang Chen. When they saw that this sword killed a Jindan, everyone fell into silence.

Just the constant heaving of their chests showed how excited they were at the moment.

"How can it be……"

There was a hint of disbelief in the female swordsman's eyes.

Even she was not sure that a sword could hurt the golden elixir under the protection of Yuanying, but the other party did it!?

"Is that the sword fetus!?"

As soon as this thought arose, the female swordsman suppressed it.

It can't be just because of the sword embryo. No matter how powerful the sword embryo is, without the master's means, it will not be able to exert such offensive power!

"This son...should not be allowed to live!"

Gan Wuji became furious and his methods became more violent.

The female swordsman and others noticed it and found that Qian Wuji was trying to defeat him as soon as possible, and then went to deal with Fang Chen.

"Gan Wuji is worried, everyone, please work harder, that sword cultivator girl, please work harder, don't let him get away!"

Fang Wanli shouted sharply.

All the golden elixirs did not dare to pay attention to Fang Chen anymore, and worked hard to deal with Gan Wuji seriously.

Fang Chen is their only hope right now. They don't dare to let the situation collapse and must maintain stability!

"This is……"

The three Nascent Souls suddenly opened their eyes, and their gazes all fell on Fang Chen.

The eyes under the mask of General Kunlong were no longer indifferent, and there was a hint of emotion when looking at Fang Chen.

Fang Chen raised the sword in his hand and slashed at the second Jin Dan.

The Jin Dan had already sensed that something was wrong. Although he was afraid, he was more willing to believe in General Kunlong's methods.

puff!

The golden elixir is destroyed.

The flames that enveloped the three Nascent Souls were faintly fading a bit!

Fang Chen's temples were completely gray.

He looks almost thirty years old now.

"No! He is wasting his lifespan!"

"Although these two swords can kill Jin Dan, they will also cause great damage to him!"

Dongfang Haojie and others reacted one after another, with a strange look in their eyes.

Longevity is the foundation of a monk. If longevity is depleted, the impact will be too wide.

If you don’t have enough longevity, how can you aspire to the next level? This is the most important point!

Therefore, ordinary monks would not do this easily. Burning longevity energy is equivalent to ending one's path to immortality!

Fairy Yu, Zhang Xiaoke, Xia Ji and others all showed a look of worry in their eyes.

But they knew that Fang Chen's sword could not stop now.

The third sword slashed out.

Another golden elixir has fallen.

When Qian Wuji saw this scene, he felt a little horrified. Under the protection of General Kunlong, three golden elixirs were killed in a row!?

The sword in the opponent's hand is probably capable of killing Jindan Dzogchen!

"Why didn't he join forces with these people to kill me first!?"

A question arises in my mind.

Qian Wuji never thought about it.

In Fang Chen's eyes, he, Gan Wuji, is a being that should be feared, but that female swordsman is also a being that Fang Chen is fearful of.

In order not to affect today's situation, Fang Chen was most happy to see the two fighting.

With both sides checking and balancing each other, no one can influence Fang Chen's next move.

After the third sword.

Fang Chen's appearance is approaching the age of forty. Although he is a little older, he still has a different kind of middle-aged charm.

The fourth sword.

Fang Chen entered his fifties and knew his destiny.

The fifth sword.

Fang Chen has entered his sixties, his sixtieth year.

The sixth sword.

Fang Chen is ancient and rare.

The seventh sword.

Fang Chen is old.

The eighth sword.

The Ninth Sword.

The tenth sword, with this sword, he entered the old age, an age that many mortals in the world would find difficult to live to.

Fang Chen's hair has long since turned gray, and his body shape is actually a bit uneven. From the age of hairpin to his current appearance, it was only the time of Ten Swords.

Everyone seemed to have seen an illusion, witnessing with their own eyes a young man with a weak crown, stepping into youth, knowing his destiny, becoming seventy-year-old, sixty-year-old, and looking forward to his senior year...

This is like a normal cycle of heaven.

It's like the end of life.

"We can't go on like this, no!"

Seeing Fang Chen become like this, two lines of hot tears fell on Fairy Yu's face.

She suddenly took a few steps forward and shouted to Fang Chen: "Your Majesty, don't draw your sword again! No!"

Crown Prince!?

Several scenes appeared in the female swordsman's mind, and finally she recognized Fang Chen's identity.

"It turns out it was him..."

The female swordsman murmured in her heart.

"Fang Chen, can you remember what I told you!?"

Xia Ji said in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, I still have a long life, you use my life!"

Zhang Xiaoke wanted to rush towards Fang Chen, but was held tightly by the peasant woman.

"You can't interfere in this kind of battle... He can't borrow your life either..."

The peasant woman looked complicated and whispered.

"Brother, brother... I still have some use for my essence and blood. See if you can use it. Can I share some with you?"

Dongfang Hao Jie asked stammeringly.

Fairy Tianyin glanced at him and suddenly felt that the fat man in front of her seemed completely different from her impression.

Fang Chen slowly turned around and looked at the familiar faces of Fairy Yu, Xia Ji, Zhang Xiaoke, Fang Jue, Fang Xiu, Fang Ao and his wife, etc.

He smiled, nodded slightly to everyone, turned around and walked towards the next Jin Dan with his sword in hand.

"Is it worth it?"

Fang Tingjian suddenly spoke.

"Whether it's worth it or not, there's nothing to weigh. Even if it's for friends and confidants like me, not to mention the common people, it's still worth it."

Fang Chen's voice was a bit old. It no longer sounded full of life, but instead had a hint of death.
To be continued...