Naturally, the youth in embroidered clothes would not let the Blue Cloud Sect disciples leave. If these people left and immediately sent a message to their sect, it would attract their sect's Foundation Establishment stage elders to rescue them, then they would be in big trouble. Moreover, when he heard Fang Xing repeatedly say that he wanted him to let his fellow disciples go first, he immediately understood. It seemed that this brat had a good relationship with his fellow disciples.
"Brat, if you let me take a look at this spell, then I'll let it go. Otherwise, you and your fellow disciples will all die …"
The youth in embroidered clothes said coldly. His voice was filled with bloody killing intent.
Fang Xing seemed to be startled and cried out with a trembling voice, "... No … You can't do this …"
Seeing that he was afraid, the youth in embroidered clothes immediately became more confident. He waved his hand and said, "You don't believe me? Vicious slave, cut off one of his arms! "
That fierce slave let out a cry and grabbed Shen Jian's arm, wanting to tear it off. Shen Jian was so frightened that he let out a mournful scream and wailed, "What he said was false … There was no Xuan Formula …"
Fang Xing looked like he was about to cry, "Senior Brother Shen, why are you still hiding it from them at this time?"
Seeing that Fang Xing's expression did not seem to be fake, the youth in embroidered clothes's face darkened and he waved his hand.
Like twisting a fried dough twist, he tore off an arm. Fresh blood dripped down like a fountain. Shen Jian's blood-curdling screams resounded through the sky.
The Blue Cloud Sect disciples were all frightened and turned their heads away.
"No … Don't …"
Fang Xing was so grief-stricken that he cried out, "Don't do this to my fellow disciples …"
The youth in embroidered clothes laughed sinisterly, "I'll count to three. Throw the Xuan spell over, or else I'll cut off his other arm!"
Fang Xing cried, "Oh my god … Don't do this …"
He did not feel that his acting was already a bit too much.
The young man in embroidered robes sneered and raised three fingers. When the third finger fell, the fierce slave let out a loud shout and tore off Shen Jian's other arm. Shen Jian let out a blood-curdling screech of pain and immediately fainted.
Throughout the entire process, the disciples of Blue Cloud Sect watched in silence. None of them dared to stop him.
Seeing that Fang Xing was already trembling, the embroidered clothed youth grinned evilly and said, "Are you still unwilling to hand it over?"
Fang Xing shouted, "Oh my god … How can you do this … You can't treat Senior Brother Shen like this …"
The young man in embroidered robes was speechless. He turned to the fierce slave and said, "Tear this person apart and then catch another one. I want to see how long this brat can endure …" The fierce slave laughed and brought Shen Jian's neck close to his mouth. He was about to bite down on it.
"Junior Brother Fang!"
Suddenly, a clear shout rang out. Xu Lingyun frowned slightly and looked toward Fang Xing.
Although she did not say anything, her meaning was very clear. She faintly felt that Fang Xing was deliberately letting the fierce slave torture Shen Jian. However, at this juncture, she could not expose Fang Xing's scheme. Otherwise, it would be putting him in danger. Her shout was actually hinting to Fang Xing that if he had any tricks up his sleeves, he should quickly use them and not necessarily torture Shen Jian to death first.
"Women are so softhearted …"
Fang Xing sighed and pretended to be sorrowful and indignant as he shouted, "Stop …"
The youth in embroidered clothes smiled coldly and waved his hand. The fierce slave immediately stopped talking.
"Are you willing to hand it over?"
Fang Xing said to the youth in embroidered clothes in grief and indignation, "You … You only know how to bully the weak?"
The youth in embroidered clothes was slightly startled. He sneered and said, "If you are stronger than me, you can also bully me like this. The weak are prey to the strong, isn't it always like this …"
Fang Xing said, "I only hate … I only hate that my cultivation is not as good as yours. Otherwise, I would definitely teach you a lesson …"
"Haha …"
The more the youth in embroidered clothes listened, the more he felt that Fang Xing had the mind of a child. However, it was also in line with his age. Seeing his excited expression and trembling hands, he was really worried that Fang Xing would accidentally throw the Xuan Formula into the altar. His thoughts slightly moved and he said, "Forget it, don't say that I am bullying you. How about this, I find someone with the same cultivation as you to talk? Heh, she is a little younger than you, and her cultivation is probably about the same as yours. As long as you can withstand ten moves from her, I will let you go. How about it? "
Fang Xing was startled, and a trace of hope seemed to rise on his face. He suddenly said, "My … my strength is very weak … I will definitely not be able to withstand ten moves, so … so I will only withstand three moves … After three moves, you will let us go!"
"Haha …"
The youth in embroidered clothes and the others all burst into laughter. They felt that this child was really silly and amusing.
However, the more it was like this, the more doubts in their hearts disappeared. The youth in embroidered clothes winked at the little girl in red and transmitted his voice, "Junior Sister Qiao Qiao, you go and lure him away. As long as he leaves the altar, it will be fine …"
The little girl in red curled her lips and said, "If we really fight, he will not be able to withstand three moves!"
The youth in embroidered clothes slightly smiled and said, "This matter is of great importance. Be careful. You only need to lure him away, and I will take care of the rest!"
"Alright!"
The little girl in red helplessly nodded and walked towards the altar with a smile.
"Little brother, how about elder sister spar with you? As long as you can withstand three moves, we will let you go! "
Fang Xing looked at her suspiciously and stammered, "Do you mean what you say?"
The little girl in red smiled and said, "Of course I mean what I say. I will definitely not lie to you!"
As she spoke, she slowly approached the altar's entrance.
Fang Xing respectfully looked at the people riding the black bats in the sky and shouted, "All of you retreat!"
The few people laughed and really rode the black bats to retreat.
They knew that although their junior sister was young, she was the sect master's only daughter. She had repeatedly used the demon blood essence to refine her body. Her spiritual energy was incomparably condensed. Don't look at how she was only a fifth layer spirit formation cultivator, an ordinary sixth layer spirit formation cultivator was not her opponent. Facing this little demon, they were afraid that their junior sister could take him down with just one hand. There was no need for them to worry at all.
"Alright, they have all retreated. Can you come and spar with me?"
The little girl in red stood ten feet away from Fang Xing and called for Fang Xing to come over.
The youth in embroidered clothes had a cold look in his eyes. His palm firmly grasped a strange black flying sword inscribed with runes. He was prepared to kill Fang Xing the moment he was ten feet away from the altar's entrance. This way, he would be able to easily obtain the Xuan Chant.
Fang Xing glanced at the distance between him and the little girl in red clothes and said, "Come closer to me!"
The little girl in red clothes was helpless. She moved another ten feet forward and said, "Is this enough?"
Fang Xing looked around and said, "This won't do. We have to get closer!"
The little girl in red clothes was speechless. She moved another ten feet forward and was only ten feet away from Fang Xing. She said, "What are you trying to do?"
Fang Xing said, "I see that you are quite pretty. This Xuan Chant is for you!"
After saying that, he actually threw the scroll in his hand towards the little girl in red clothes.
The little girl was taken aback and hurriedly reached out to catch it.
Even the people of Hundred Beast Sect felt that it was somewhat inconceivable.
However, at this moment, Fang Xing's figure suddenly turned into a line and rushed towards the little girl in red clothes like lightning. The little girl in red clothes grabbed the Xuan Chant. Before she could look at it carefully, she only felt a strong wind in front of her. She immediately laughed and said, "You are quite smart!" As she said that, she stretched out her palm and used the Gravitational Force. A huge invisible force swam like a dragon and wanted to capture Fang Xing in one fell swoop.
However, unexpectedly, when the huge Gravitational Force arrived in front of Fang Xing, it was actually dispersed by a strong force. Fang Xing's body was almost not affected at all. He directly rushed to her side and heavily punched with his right fist. With a "bang" sound, it hit her lower abdomen. The flow of spiritual energy in her body became chaotic and reversed. Then, he grabbed her neck and used her to block in front of him.
This time, whether it was the disciples of Blue Cloud Sect or the Hundred Beast Sect, none of them could react in time.
The young man in embroidered clothes tightly held the black flying sword in his hand and did not have the time to take it out.
Moreover, he'd never imagined that this seemingly cowardly kid would actually attack so swiftly and possess such formidable strength. This Junior Sister of his that was practically invincible amongst her peers actually couldn't even withstand a single strike from him …
"Let go of little junior sister!"
After a long while, the disciples of Hundred Beast Sect finally reacted and immediately shouted in unison. They rode on the black bats and pressed forward.
The little girl in red clothes also reacted at this time. Her face was flushed and she struggled and said, "Let go of me …"
Fang Xing chuckled and pinched her face, and said, "Behave, or else I will beat you up!"
The little girl in red clothes never thought that she would be defeated by such a kid. She was even caught by him. She was ashamed and angry at the same time. She felt that her body was tightly pressed against his, which made her feel very uncomfortable. She did not listen to Fang Xing's threats at all. She struggled with all her might and kept shouting, "Let go of me, you cheated, you cheated, let's fight again …"
At the same time, the few disciples of Hundred Beast Sect on the black bats silently approached at the same time, trying to find a chance to save the little girl.
Fang Xing watched coldly from the sidelines, and when he noticed the other party's intentions, he instantly became bold and ruthless. He suddenly lifted up the little girl with one hand, and with a wave of his hand, he gave her two slaps. * Slap! * * Slap! * Blood seeped out from the corners of the little girl's mouth, and two swollen palm prints appeared on her face that was pure white like porcelain. Moreover, she seemed to have been slapped silly, and she instantly quietened down.
Fang Xing pulled her into his arms again and the short knife in his right hand directly pierced into her neck. Blood flowed down her neck like a small stream. He coldly looked at the disciples of Hundred Beast Sect and said, "You really think I won't kill people?"
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