"Oh no, kill this renegade!"
Lei Jiu was originally standing a little further away from Fang Xing, watching coldly from the sidelines.
He only stared at Fang Xing and did not intend to directly fight with Fang Xing. In his opinion, these people who wanted to enter the Sword Catacomb were enough to capture this boastful brat. He only needed to wait for someone to hand over the brat's head to him, and then he would represent Huangfu Daozi to issue a written order that allowed that person to enter the periphery of the Sword Catacomb.
However, at this moment, he suddenly realized something very terrifying, and he no longer dared to hold back.
Amidst the loud rumble, Lei Jiu blasted a punch, and blue electric arcs shrouded the area.
"Hahahaha, Lei Jiu, you're still not dead?"
At this moment, Fang Xing let out another long laugh from the black cloud.
The cultivators' vision was blocked, and they could not see the battle in the black cloud, so they could only guess.
The fierce battle in the black cloud was undoubtedly very fierce, which could be seen from the constantly surging black cloud. Coupled with the fact that Fang Xing was laughing so loudly and so confidently, it immediately gave people the impression that he had completely suppressed Lei Jiu and wanted to kill him. Especially when he had the upper hand at the beginning of his fight with Lei Jiu, it was even easier for people to think of this scene.
Moreover, Fang Xing kept scolding, and Lei Jiu did not say a word, which also proved the cultivators' guess.
At this moment, Chu Huang and the others reacted faster, and they had already guessed Fang Xing's intention, and they were greatly shocked.
"Fang Xing, you're about to die, and you still dare to speak so arrogantly?"
They wanted to use this kind of loud shout to change the cultivators' impression of this battle.
However, they, who were wrapped in the black cloud, suddenly found that their voices could no longer be transmitted.
Although Daphne was controlling the Ten Thousand Spirit Flag, it was not enough to kill them, but it was enough to block their voices.
In desperation, they could only go forward to besiege Fang Xing, and they wanted to kill him first.
Unfortunately, the Ten Thousand Spirit Flag had exerted its full power and entangled them.
The demon spirits inside the Myriad Spirit Flag were led by the five hornless dragons, and all of them possessed powerful battle prowess. As long as they had enough blood qi, they could even unleash power comparable to a late Foundation Establishment cultivator. Of course, it wasn't easy to accumulate enough blood qi to support such power, but this was an opportunity. The black cloud had even wrapped around nearly a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, all of whom were ready-made sacrifices.
The Ten Thousand Spirit Flag was a flag of war.
Through war, blood sacrifices were collected, and blood sacrifices were used to unleash even greater power.
Now that they had unleashed their full power, even experts like them would find it hard to break away from the demon spirits.
For a time, the area enveloped by the Myriad Spirit Flag was filled with blood. It was like an Asura battlefield.
"Today, Yours Truly will raise the flag and be the leader of the bandits. I will attack the Sword Catacomb and loot the sword embryo. Does anyone dare to come?"
Just as Zhu Xiu was deep in thought, Fang Xing's loud shout reverberated through the surroundings.
When the cultivators heard this, their expressions became extremely strange.
Many of the cultivators were born in the mortal world, and some had even mingled in the Green Forest. Naturally, they knew what "raising the flag" meant. When bandits found a big deal but didn't have enough power to take it down, they would raise the flag and gather their fellow Daoists in the Green Forest. Everyone would take down the deal together, then they would divide it up and go their separate ways.
But after all, this was only the practice of the people of the Lulin Forest. In the cultivation world, there had never been anyone who "raised the flag". When they heard the little demon shout like this, a strange feeling immediately arose in the hearts of all the cultivators. They felt that it was both funny and slightly tempting …
"Killing Fang Xing alone will only result in a handwritten order. How are we going to divide the hundreds of cultivators? Why don't we take advantage of the situation and loot the Sword Catacomb … "
Suddenly, someone shouted and rose from the ground, charging towards the black cloud.
This person's face was covered with a white cloth, and he rode on a celestial horse as he soared into the sky. He held a three-meter long spear in his hand, and his aura was boundless.
From his appearance, he seemed to be the son of the Han family, one of the Western Desert's Four Heroes. However, it was unknown why he spoke so much.
"Kill Lei Jiu, offer the flag, attack the Sword Catacomb, and divide the sword embryo …"
Among the cultivators below, another person shouted loudly and charged towards the battlefield in the sky.
This person was wrapped tightly in silk clothing, making it impossible to see his original appearance. However, the small braid on his head was exceptionally conspicuous. Those who didn't know him naturally wouldn't be able to guess his identity, but those who knew him immediately knew that this was the Ghost Country's Crown Prince. With a "whoosh", he directly charged into the black cloud. Ghost qi appeared in front of him as he charged towards the center of the black cloud.
As if this was a catalyst, "whoosh", "whoosh", "whoosh", "whoosh", another three figures soared into the sky and charged into the black cloud.
These people, without exception, were all in disguise, making it impossible to see their original appearances.
"That's right, with the opportunity before us, everyone has a share. What right does the Huangfu family have to monopolize it? Attack the Sword Catacomb, divide the sword embryo … "
For a moment, sounds of astonishment could be heard everywhere. More and more cultivators covered their faces and charged into the black cloud.
Those with a bit of intelligence suddenly realized that this was a rare opportunity.
It was rare for someone to suppress the subordinates of the Huangfu family with unparalleled ferocity.
It was rare for someone to have the audacity to declare war against the Huangfu family, attack the Sword Catacomb, and plunder the sword embryo.
It was rare for someone to create such a battlefield that obscured their line of sight. Even if they made a move, no one would be able to see it.
What was even rarer was that the incomparably precious Sword Catacomb finally opened its doors, giving them the opportunity to obtain the sword embryo …
Fang Xing's method was actually very simple. He only gave some people a chance to obtain the sword embryo.
There was no need to doubt the might of the Huangfu family. After the demon banishment battle three thousand years ago, they had established their unique and transcendent position in the Nan Zhan Continent. Even their eight demon tribes were equivalent to first-rate powers in the Nan Zhan Continent, let alone the Huangfu family that was known as the Concealed Emperor. It was precisely because of this that one of the greatest opportunities in the Mysterious Domain, the Sword Catacomb, was sealed by them just like that …
They only sent a few people to guard the place, and none of the other cultivators dared to approach.
Originally, it was a fortuitous opportunity that everyone had the opportunity to obtain, but now, it had become a reward that could only be obtained by Huangfu Daozi's personal decree.
This matter was naturally very unfair, but no one dared to say the word "no".
Compared to resisting, they were more willing to capture Fang Xing and exchange him for such a personal decree from the Huangfu family.
But if one were to say that they were willing to accept it, that might not be the case.
Cultivators more or less had a sense of pride in their hearts.
And those who entered the Mysterious Domain were all geniuses with extraordinary talents, so this sense of pride was even more obvious.
Some of the bolder ones, such as the Ghost Kingdom's Crown Prince Li Ying, the Western Desert's Han family's son, and the three demons of the Northern Divine Mountain, actually dared to secretly form an alliance and plan to break into the Sword Catacomb to snatch a fortuitous opportunity that originally belonged to them …
Even the less courageous ones had this kind of idea in their hearts!
Of course, even people as bold as Li Ying and the others had to plan ahead and find someone to take the blame, so as to avoid being traced back to their own heads. Thus, he thought of Fang Xing. That little devil who dared to kill four of the Huangfu family's emissaries was undoubtedly the best candidate to take the blame. After all, this person was extremely daring. If he said that he broke into the Sword Catacomb and plundered the sword embryo, others would believe it.
After allying with Li Ying and the others, Fang Xing discovered this point. Then, he gave these cultivators a chance at the right time. That was, you don't need to think about letting this young master take the blame, I will take the initiative to take the blame. In fact, I can even directly raise my flag and declare war on the Huangfu family. Those who want to fish in troubled waters can come. The sword embryo is yours, and this young master will bear the Huangfu family's wrath!
In any case, from the moment the Huangfu family issued the order to kill, he and the Huangfu family were already irreconcilable enemies.
The Huangfu family thought that they had chosen a suitable person to take the blame and declare the Huangfu family's dignity, but they did not expect that they would choose the most difficult person to deal with. This was a little bastard who did not have the slightest bit of fear in his eyes.
"Lei Jiu of the Lesser Tune Tribe is here. Whoever dares to follow this little devil will be killed without mercy …"
At this time, Lei Jiu's expression had already changed greatly in the black cloud, and he shouted loudly.
He had already realized what Fang Xing was going to do, and what was more terrifying was that he realized that Fang Xing had already done it. More and more people rushed into the black cloud, but they did not come to help him capture and kill Fang Xing. Instead, they used various methods to disguise themselves and looked at him with flickering eyes. Judging from their appearance, it was obvious that they were up to no good. In his anger, he could only shout angrily to intimidate the cultivators.
"Kill your grandfather! Today, this young master will first kill you, a slave!"
Without waiting for Lei Jiu to finish speaking, Fang Xing had already rushed over with the five Hornless Dragons and used the Great Millstone of Yin Yang to crush Lei Jiu.
After swallowing the Golden Pill, it was as if there was a volcano in his body that spewed out shocking medicinal power from time to time.
At this time, he simply could not be tired or killed, and the more he fought, the more ferocious he became. He was like a demon god on an Asura battlefield.
He also knew that this method was actually not advisable. After the battle, he would definitely be exhausted and his body would be damaged for a period of time.
However, he was already addicted to the battle and had lost his temper. Who could care less about that …
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