The devil Fang Xing, the Young Lord of Tongtian, was he really going to defeat the Pure Land alone?
The second day after Fang Xing arrived at the Pure Land was also the first day of his challenge. From morning to night, Fang Xing had fought with at least 30 masters of the Pure Land. The opponents were getting stronger and stronger, and their minds were getting more and more meticulous. The process of fighting was getting more and more dangerous. However, he was as calm as usual. He fought fiercely, and his ferocious nature was gradually released. He didn't seem to be at a disadvantage even after fighting with more than 30 people. He seemed to be calmer and calmer, but his ferocious spirit was getting stronger and stronger.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the void, dozens of figures rushed up. All of them were powerful masters, and they were glaring at Fang Xing. However, Fang Xing ignored them and only looked at his opponents. One of them was a master of the Black Stone Tribe of the Pure Land. He was 300 years old, and he was at the upper stage of the Nascent Soul Sovereign Realm. He had never cultivated any Divine Sense, and he only had a strong body. His strength was indescribable, and he could almost tear the void with his bare hands. At this moment, he lost his temper and roared at the sky. He bit the tip of his tongue, activated his secret skill, and punched three times in a row.
For a moment, the sky was bright, the stars were dim, the wind was blowing, and the clouds were dispersing. Heaven and earth were shaking, and the Milky Way was hanging upside down.
However, when faced with these three punches, Fang Xing's eyes grew even brighter, and he actually didn't dodge or dodge. Instead, he charged forward as well, and his body trembled as a practically boundless and terrifying force rose up from his body. He strode through space, swung his six arms, and similarly struck out with three punches.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
It was as if there were three thunderbolts between heaven and earth, and Zhu Xiu, who was watching, covered his ears.
When the first punch collided, the master of the Ancient Clan was surprised, and his eyes were full of shock.
When the second punch collided, his face turned pale, and his arms were trembling.
When the third punch collided, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string.
Although he was repelled, he used all his strength and shouted three times, "Good! Good! Good! What a devil … "
"Demon, I'll fight you!"
As soon as his opponent was struck down, a loud roar rang out from the side. Fang Xing turned around and saw countless terrifying eyes suddenly lighting up three hundred feet away. Each of the eyes contained a ray of divine light, and when they bloomed in unison, they gave off a light that made people dizzy. It was as if there were endless traps that wanted to pull people's souls into an abyss, and they would never be able to escape from it.
"It's the Hundred-Eyed Race!"
A cultivator muttered to himself in excitement.
He saw the Great Clan Leader of the Hundred-Eyed Clan. While Fang Xing wasn't paying attention, the Great Clan Leader used his Mystical Ability to lure him over.
This still couldn't be considered a siege, but it did give them quite a bit of advantage.
In the blink of an eye, he was stunned by the divine light of the Hundred-Eyed Race, and it was extremely difficult for him to turn the tables.
Unfortunately, the strength of Fang Xing's Divine Sense was far beyond the expectations of others. In his eyes, there was only a slight hint of confusion. Then, his gaze turned cold and cleared up completely. In the next moment, the vertical eye on his three-headed and six-armed demon form suddenly opened. A misty light was released, and like a wall, it completely reflected the endless divine light in front of him …
"Demon! Demon! Demon! "
The Hundred-Eyed Race expert was shocked. He was trapped in his own Mystical Ability. His face was full of fear, and he shouted repeatedly.
"Hmph!"
However, Fang Xing took the opportunity to step forward and came in front of him. He grabbed his collar and lifted him up. His killing intent was originally full of killing intent, and he wanted to kill him easily. However, before he did it, he seemed to think of something and suddenly sneered. He scolded, "Go to hell!" He threw him into the air, and then he kicked his butt, causing the dignified expert to disappear.
Then, he turned around and glanced at the surrounding Zhu Xiu, who was staring at him fiercely. He sneered, "Does the Pure Land really have no heroes?"
"How dare you!"
This sentence angered many people. Their anger was like a tide, and their killing intent soared to the sky. They were about to pounce on him.
"Let me go first!"
From afar, an angry roar was heard. Then, the crowd in front of them all scattered and made way. Looking over, they saw a huge mountain flying over. Looking down, they saw a man who was as thin as a monkey carrying a huge mountain over. He used it as a weapon, and with a shout, he threw it over from hundreds of feet away.
"Too weak!"
Fang Xing looked back and sneered. He formed a Mountain Art with his hand and swiped it in the air.
With a rumble, the void trembled, and the flying mountain directly crashed back. Its momentum was even faster than its momentum.
"Aiyo, my god …"
The skinny monkey was startled and immediately ran away.
"Another one was defeated …"
The surrounding cultivators were speechless. They thought to themselves, "Are they here to fight that demon?
Are they just here to embarrass themselves? "
"The Nine Sons of Mount Wuyan are here to ask for advice!"
Finally, another shout came from the crowd. They saw nine figures walking through the air. Their figures were as graceful as immortals, and they occupied nine different positions. Their auras were connected, forming an invisible net. Even the power of the surrounding mountains and rivers was drawn over, turning into an invisible force. Each of them held a long sword in their hands, and they pointed at Fang Xing from afar, trapping him in the middle.
"Nine people?"
Fang Xing was not in a hurry to make a move. He looked at the nine of them with a faint smile.
The nine of them knew what he was thinking. They sneered and said, "When facing one person, all nine of us will attack together!"
Another said, "When facing thousands of soldiers and horses, the nine of us will attack together as well!"
After saying that, they shouted at the same time, "Please enlighten us!"
After saying that, without waiting for Fang Xing to react at all, the nine of them glanced at each other before suddenly charging over together. Their figures actually turned into nine streaks of light that interweaved as they flew, instantly activating a great formation. With layer upon layer of astonishing waves, they swept straight towards Fang Xing. Within a circumference of three thousand meters, every inch was actually filled with piercingly cold sword Qi, making it impossible to dodge or block.
Fang Xing held his forehead and sighed, "I've never seen such shameless people!"
He was not afraid. He laughed sinisterly, opened his hand, and pressed it into the air.
"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"
As he pressed down with his palm, countless white beads scattered into the air at the same time. Every single bead changed endlessly in the air, turning into monstrous beasts. Their power was terrifying to the extreme, and their numbers filled the endless void. They directly tore through the dense sword Qi in the air and surrounded the nine warriors of Mount Wuyan in the center …
"You … What are you doing?"
The head disciple of the nine disciples of Mount Selfless cried out in terror.
Fang Xing waved his hand helplessly and said, "Don't you want to fight thousands of soldiers and horses? Then I'll give you this chance! "
Roar!
All the demonic beasts rushed up at the same time, surrounding the nine disciples of Mount Selfless and beating them up. Miserable cries rang out …
"Is there anyone else who wants to give me pointers today?"
After taking care of the nine disciples of Mount Selfless, Fang Xing turned around and looked at Zhu Xiu, who had gathered around him.
Boom!
Meeting his gaze, everyone subconsciously took a few steps back. Their faces were filled with terror and fear.
The sun was setting in the west, and dusk had fallen. A day had passed.
Fang Xing had already fought no less than thirty experts in a row, but his expression did not change, and he was not injured at all.
Today's battle results could be said to be a complete victory.
No one dared to make another move. After all, so many previous examples were right before their eyes.
Even though they had already discovered that Fang Xing did not kill them today, and that it was fine as long as he won, they still did not dare to make another move.
After all, even if they did not lose their lives, it would not be good to lose too badly in front of so many people.
Just like the nine disciples of Mount Selfless, they were still crying for help in the horde of demonic beasts!
How shameful!
"Haha, if there's no one to teach me, then I'll call it a day. We should arrive at Peerless City tomorrow, right?"
Fang Xing did not rush them. He said this with a low laugh, then waved his hand lazily.
The demonic beasts in the sky all turned into relics and flew back into his sleeves, clearing up the void.
The nine disciples of Mount Selfless, who were surrounded by demonic beasts, were all in a sorry state. They carried their swords and ran away. No one was injured or killed.
Looking at Fang Xing, who had returned to the palace with an invincible aura, no one dared to stop him.
Today's defeat had been revealed, and no one dared to challenge him anymore.
"Why did he lose so badly today? Is there really no one in the Pure Land who can defeat him?"
"The real experts are either watching or have not arrived. How can ordinary people be a match for this demon?"
Some people lamented and discussed.
Someone else said with hatred: "That demon is simply humiliating the Pure Land. He used a similar divine ability to deal with everyone. This means that he hasn't used his full strength. Does he really think that he can defeat the Pure Land by himself?"
When Zhu Xiu heard this, he was speechless as he recalled the process of today's battle.
"Haha, using a sword to defeat a sword, using a mountain to defeat a mountain, using a monstrous strength to defeat a physical body … In the end, you even fought a few thick-skinned people. Tongtian, oh Tongtian, what are you thinking? You can't really defeat the Pure Land by yourself, right? " While Zhu Xiu was guessing, Young Divine King Ao Gu, the Fourth Prince of the Canglan Sea, and the others were also waiting for him in the cave abode on the peak.
By the end of the day, those who were slightly knowledgeable had already discovered the pattern of his attacks. The shock in their hearts was simply indescribable. On the first day, Fang Xing had consecutively defeated more than thirty opponents, and he had actually used almost none of the same methods …
You use a sword, then I will use a sword to fight!
You have a tyrannical physical body, then I will fight with you to see who is stronger!
You use a divine technique, then I will naturally have a hundred divine techniques waiting for you!
This method, apart from humiliating the Pure Land's Zhu Xiu, had no other benefits.
The Fourth Prince of the Canglan Sea asked directly, "This battle of yours, some people think you are trying to save your life, some think you are trying to let go, and some think you are trying to claim credit from the Divine Lord and defeat the Pure Land to show your loyalty. But what is your real purpose?"
"Actually, they are all right!"
Fang Xing's original body had always been in the palace and had never gone out. After hearing the question of the Fourth Prince of the Canglan Sea, he just laughed softly and shook his head. His eyes seemed a little deep. After a while, he said, "But it's not completely correct …"
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