At this time, the Great Golden Crow, Wu Sang 'er, and the others behind Fang Xing were very anxious. The demons were attacking Fang Xing because they wanted to take the opportunity that Fang Xing had obtained in the Nan Zhan Mystic Domain. However, not only did this little devil not divert the demons' attention, he even added fuel to the fire. Did he think that there were not enough demons targeting him? If this went on, what should he do if he attracted the demons' attention?
Especially the Great Golden Crow, he couldn't hold it in anymore. He rushed to Fang Xing and said, "Little bandit, what are you up to? Big Jin, I know you have a lot of ideas, but you're playing a little too much today. What ideas do you have? Can you share them with me? Even if you are tired of living and want to rob the Underworld, you have to give me some time to leave my last words … "
"Keep this young master's things properly!"
Fang Xing didn't explain. Instead, he took out his storage bag, the Immortal-Binding Rope, the talisman in his boots, the teleportation talisman in his sleeves, and the Heart Protection Mirror on his chest. He stuffed all of them into the Great Golden Crow's arms. He only held a huge black sword in his hand and said in a low voice, "Uncle Gen gave each of us a scroll of Dao Formula. Today, I am going to take mine …"
After that, he stepped into the void with his sleeves fluttering. He held his sword horizontally in front of his chest.
"I have endless opportunities and a mountain of treasures. I wonder which bastard has the ability to take them?"
For a moment, there was silence. No one answered.
Was this human cultivator crazy?
He knew he was going to die, but he still wanted to challenge him?
It could even be said that even the Golden Crow and the others could not understand what Fang Xing was thinking. They had thought that Fang Xing had been so calm because he had thought of a backup plan and planned to trick others. However, now that the development of the situation was completely different from what they had imagined, they could not help but think that Fang Xing had run out of ideas and was planning to fight with his life on the line. They felt as if their hearts were being squeezed.
"Little bandit, with Lord Jin around, how can I let you risk your life alone?"
The Great Golden Crow cawed and wanted to help.
Even the Little Peng King raised his golden halberd with a cold gaze.
However, Fang Xing had no intention of letting them make a move. He gently waved his hand, indicating for them to calm down.
At this moment, the Nine Sons of the Demon Fa Clan were staring coldly at Fang Xing.
They found it hard to believe that this little devil was challenging them under such circumstances.
Wasn't it rumored that this little devil was never willing to fight properly with others and only liked to scheme and scheme?
However, this thought only flashed in their minds for a moment, and then a few people had the same idea. After all, the nine disciples who were qualified to wait in front of the Demon Palace were not mediocre, and their strength was top-notch. To put it bluntly, almost everyone had a kind of pride of being invincible among their peers. Even if they were to face the cultivators of the Divine Continent, they might not be afraid to fight, not to mention the early-stage Gold Core Fang Xing.
"Boasting shamelessly, I'll fight you!"
It was the Violet Mist Lake's Daoist. Fang Xing had once severed the passageway to the Demonic Emperor Pavilion with a single sword strike. He had thought that he had lost all face, but now, he was the one who was most eager to regain his lost face. While others were still considering to observe the situation, he couldn't help but let out a roar and become the first person to officially attack Fang Xing.
"I, the Fish Dragon Gate of Purple Mist Lake, will kill you today in front of all my friends, to protect my Taoist Heart!"
With a loud roar, the Daoist of Purple Mist Lake, dressed in purple, flew out and casually made a seal. A vast water mist rose around his body, as if there was a great change in the weather. In an instant, the area within a radius of ten miles was shrouded in this purple mist. Then, his figure flashed again and again in the mist, and in an instant, he pounced in front of Fang Xing. He made a seal with both hands, and a Dragon Gate Seal slammed down on Fang Xing, who was in the middle of the purple mist.
Boom!
With this seal, a Dragon Gate of unknown height condensed behind him. Its power was monstrous, and it came crashing down.
The Dragon Gate Seal, the Heart Sword Slaying All Living Things!
This technique was the most powerful technique of Purple Mist Lake. The lineage of Purple Mist Lake was left behind by a golden carp tens of thousands of years ago. At that time, there were not many demons in the lineage of Purple Mist Lake, let alone great demons. Compared to the lineage of True Dragons, which was already monstrous at that time, it was like comparing an emperor to a beggar. It was said that the ancestor of Purple Mist Lake once had a good fortune. At that time, the Dragon King set up a Dragon Gate at the mouth of the sea and issued an edict to thousands of marine creatures. Whoever could leap out of the water and jump over the Dragon Gate would receive the legacy of the Dragon Clan and help them become demons.
That Dragon Gate was 333 feet tall. How could a normal marine creature jump over it?
The marine creatures all thought that the Dragon King was a child's play. Only the golden carp at that time took it seriously. After jumping for 99 years, it finally jumped out of the water and jumped over the Dragon Gate. The Dragon King personally invited it to the Dragon King and imparted the legacy of the Dragon Clan to it. That golden carp received a good fortune and cultivated for many years. Finally, it shed its demon fetus and ascended to become an immortal. However, in the land of demons, it left behind the unique lineage of Purple Mist Lake.
This Dragon Gate Seal was personally passed down by the Demon Immortal. Its intention was distant and its power was boundless. When the seal struck down, the seal would hit the person and the intent would sever the heart. If not for the heroic spirit of the Demon Immortal who used his mortal body to leap over the Dragon Gate, this seal would not have been able to withstand it.
The original form of the Daoist of Purple Mist Lake was a golden carp. People said that he had the style of his ancestors. At a young age, he understood the seal left behind by the Demon Immortal. A few years ago, when he came out of seclusion, he used this seal to discuss Dao with a Golden Core Mahayana Stage Demon Cultivator. In the end, it ended in a draw. Although it was only a discussion of Dao and not a battle of magical powers, the depth of his attainments was evident.
It seemed that this time, he was really anxious. Therefore, when he saw Fang Xing, he used this seal to avenge his previous humiliation.
"What broken seal? Watch as I use the mountain to suppress the Dragon Gate and the sword to cut your flesh! "
Fang Xing was fearless in the face of the Purple Mist Lake's unique skill. With a roar, he took a step forward. His Qi and blood surged, and a muffled sound of thunder rang out. Then, he wielded his sword with both hands and slashed at the Purple Mist Lake's Daoist who had formed a seal. At the same time, with his unreasonable and forceful attack, the power of the Mountain Treasure appeared in his Realm of Consciousness, and the shadow of a huge mountain appeared behind him.
This sword, with the power of the Mountain Treasure, was as heavy as a mountain.
Rumble!
The sword against the seal, the mountain against the Dragon Gate.
The Daoist of Purple Mist Lake, who had intended to defeat Fang Xing in one move, was shocked to the point that the Qi and blood in his body surged. He knew that he was very strong. In the face of his Dragon Gate Seal, perhaps even cultivators in the Golden Core Mahayana Realm would have to be cautious. However, he did not expect that Fang Xing's strength would be so strong. When he slashed with the sword, a black spatial crack appeared in the air. It was like a rolling avalanche.
"Crack, crack …"
Under the forceful attack, the Daoist of Purple Mist Lake's hands made a cracking sound as if they were about to break. However, this only scared the Daoist of Purple Mist Lake and discouraged him. He desperately summoned three azure talismans, which turned into three large lakes in the air. Like a dream or an illusion, they blocked between him and Fang Xing. However, as he summoned the talismans, he had already lost his mind to Fang Xing. The Dragon Gate behind him collapsed with a loud bang.
"You think you can come and go as you please?"
Fang Xing shouted and rushed forward. He was unreasonable, and the huge black sword in his hand slashed again.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"
As his huge black sword slashed forward, the three talismans that the Daoist of Purple Mist Lake had summoned shattered one after another, and the illusions disappeared.
It looked like Fang Xing had cut down the Dragon Gate with one sword and the three lakes with two swords!
The pure strength of his body had broken through all illusions!
"Swoosh …"
When the last illusion of the large lake disappeared, the huge black sword in his hand had already slashed straight at the panic-looking Daoist of Purple Mist Lake.
"Bastard, you have such physical strength. Today, I will …"
The Daoist of Purple Mist Lake looked embarrassed and angry. He retreated hundreds of feet, flicked his sleeves and shouted.
From the looks of it, he clearly did not dare to continue the fight.
"Go to hell, you bastard. Today, I will use your head as a sacrifice to my sword!"
Fang Xing's murderous aura was not going to let him go. He shouted and slashed with the endless fierce wind.
"This son of a bitch is so fierce …"
At this moment, on the meteorite in front of the Demon Palace, except for the Young Dragon King of the Deep Sea, Taishi Chi 'er, the Divine Prefecture Messenger, and a few others who still maintained their calm expressions, the expressions of the others had changed drastically. It seemed that no one had expected this human cultivator to be so fierce. The dignified Daoist of Purple Mist Lake, an outstanding talent among the younger generation of the Demon Clan, was actually defeated by Fang Xing with two swords!
At this moment, Fox Fairy Fairy turned her head and looked at the Daoist of Shadowless Mountain Rat Clan. There was some surprise in her eyes.
"Since you have won, why are you so ruthless? Fang Xing of the Human Clan, Grandpa is here to experience your magical power! "
The Daoist of Shadowless Mountain Rat Clan narrowed his eyes. He aimed at the gap when Fang Xing was attacking the Daoist of Purple Mist Lake with all his strength and shouted coldly. At the same time, his figure flashed and disappeared from the meteorite. When he reappeared, he had already rushed behind Fang Xing. His skinny and short body jumped high into the air, and his sharp claws slashed at the back of Fang Xing's head with a swoosh.
He said "experience", but his attack was actually a sneak attack!
"Get lost!"
The Daoist of Shadowless Mountain had calculated the timing, but he did not expect that Fang Xing's Divine Soul was powerful and had extraordinary senses. He actually turned around at this critical moment and slashed his sword straight at his chest. He knew that his sneak attack had failed, but he was not in a hurry. With a cackle, his figure swept back a distance of three hundred feet like a shadow. He laughed sinisterly and said, "Yo, yo, yo, your reaction is very fast …"
"Hehe, isn't it? Very fast …"
Fang Xing chuckled, his eyes overflowing with murderous intent. He held his sword and was about to rush towards the guy who had sneak attacked him.
But at this moment, the corner of his eye suddenly twitched. His figure slanted and he suddenly saw a sharp and invisible sword light of fire will, like a silk thread, brushing past the Daoist robe in front of his chest. It could be said to be extremely dangerous. And where the sword light of fire will came from, Fox Fairy, who was dressed in men's clothes, had just let go of the spell that Shi Caicai had formed. There was a murderous intent between her brows as she stepped into the void.
"Bastard, don't you have any shame? You want to fight three against one?"
Not far away, when the Great Golden Crow saw this scene, he was already fuming with anger and shouted angrily.
"This is a demon slaying, not a battle of magical powers. Why is there a need to care about one-on-one?"
Fox Fairy's voice was cold. She slowly walked forward and formed a triangle with the other two demons to surround Fang Xing.
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