"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …"
Three figures flew out at almost the same time and chased after Fang Xing who was sent flying by the nine slashes. They were Fox Fairy Fairy, Purple Mist Lake Daoist, and Mount Wu Ying Daoist. The three of them were almost scared out of their wits by Fang Xing, but they were Daoists of the same lineage after all. They were tough and stubborn. After suffering a loss, they would not subconsciously ask for peace. Instead, their killing intent became stronger, and they swore to kill Fang Xing.
At this moment, they accurately seized an opportunity.
The Great Dream Blade of the Divine Prefecture cultivator Zhou Xianjue was indeed extraordinary. Catching him by surprise, Fang Xing took the nine slashes head-on and fell into the dark void. Moreover, through their powerful divine senses, they could sense that the ferocious Fang Xing's aura weakened with every slash. After the nine slashes, the aura of Fang Xing, who fell into the depths of the dust in the void, was faintly discernible.
This made them sure that even if Fang Xing was not killed by the nine slashes, he must have been seriously injured.
This was the chance to kill him!
Even Zhou Xianjue, who was in the air, frowned when he saw Fox Fairy Fairy and the others taking the opportunity to attack after the nine slashes.
However, in the end, he turned his head to look at Senior Brother He. Seeing that he did not say anything, he did not stop them.
"Insect … why … why do you have to do this …"
In the field, a sorrowful voice sounded. Taishi Chi 'er hugged the Snake Queen of the Black Wood Ridge, who was badly mutilated. Fang Xing had grabbed her tail and used her as a whip. No matter how strong her body was, she could not withstand such torture. At this moment, she was seriously injured. On the other hand, Taishi Chi' er, who was protected in her arms, was unharmed.
"Your Taishi family … maintains the pure bloodline of the human body. You are a Daoist, so you can't marry me …"
The Snake Queen's face was badly mutilated, and her facial features were indistinguishable. She said intermittently, "Twenty years ago, I asked you if you would give up your identity as a Daoist to marry me. You refused to answer … Now … I'll ask you again … Will you marry me?"
"I … I'll kill that bastard to vent your anger …"
Taishi Chi 'er suddenly roared loudly and gently put down the Snake Queen. After that, his figure suddenly moved, and his sleeves fluttered in the wind like a great drum. Amidst his mournful and despairing roar, the three ancient swords that were afraid of Fang Xing's slashes and took the initiative to avoid were pulled over and protected him by his side. They carried a murderous aura as they charged towards the depths of the void.
Only the Snake Queen looked at his back with a mournful expression and muttered to herself, "You still haven't answered …"
"Bang …"
Fang Xing was slashed nine times by the Divine Prefecture cultivator, Zhou Xianjue, and was sent flying for three hundred miles. In the end, he crashed into a mountain rock the size of Mount Fusang. The power of the nine slashes was so strong that he directly crashed into the mountain rock. No one knew how deep it was, but a bottomless hole was left on the surface. There was no breath coming out from the hole, it was dead silent …
"Cousin, is … is he alright?"
Wu Sang 'er was so nervous that his heart was in his throat. As he asked, he flew in that direction.
"Swoosh …"
After flying for a few meters, she felt a strong wind whistling past her body. The Great Golden Crow grabbed her and dashed forward with all his strength. At this moment, this guy's expression was tense, and he was even more nervous than her. There was even a trace of murderous aura in his round eyes that only showed slyness. Every golden feather on his body seemed to be filled with murderous aura, standing straight up like sharp swords.
Not far behind them, the Little Roc King also revealed his original form and flew over with a murderous aura burning all over his body.
Even Wu Yidian was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly drove the spiritual boat over to check.
"Don't die! Please don't die! If you die, they will definitely snatch my treasures …"
…
…
"There's no need to hold back. Send him to hell!"
Fox Fairy, Daoist of Purple Mist Lake, Daoist of Shadowless Mountain, and Taishi Chi 'er rushed to the mountain where Fang Xing fell. Almost without thinking, someone shouted, and then the four of them launched violent attacks. For a moment, spells, divine lights, and artifacts all attacked the big hole left on the surface of the mountain, bringing up a huge amount of smoke as if it was going to tear the heaven and earth apart.
Take advantage of your illness to kill you. At this moment, they were not willing to let go of any chance to kill Fang Xing.
Even if they wanted to gather their divine souls after killing him and ask him about the whereabouts of the Mystic Domain's fortune, they were not willing to let him live at this moment.
The power displayed by this human cultivator had truly come as a huge shock to them.
"Crack, crack …"
The four of them joined forces, and their powerful attacks not only shaved off a corner of the hanging mountain, but also caused the fault in the middle of the mountain. A crack as thick as a python appeared in the middle, and with a muffled sound, the whole mountain almost split apart. The huge momentum and the smoke and rocks that soared into the sky blocked everyone's vision, and they had to put up a defensive spell.
"Is he dead?"
Fox Fairy couldn't help but ask with a trembling voice, and there was no sign of life in the smoke.
"He took those nine strikes … how could he not die?"
Daoist of Shadowless Mountain also muttered to himself and swallowed hard. "Is that the strength of the disciples of the Divine Continent? That baldy … looks like he is less than 100 years old. How could he have such horrifying attainments now? If we go to the Divine Continent in the future, will we have to fight with such a group of monsters? Haha, haha … pity us, a group of frogs at the bottom of a well. Do we really think that we are invincible among our peers? "
"Why are you thinking so much? Let's find that bastard's corpse first. I want to tear him into pieces! "
Daoist of Purple Mist Lake said coldly as he looked straight at the billowing smoke in front of him.
"Is he … dead?"
Fox Fairy opened her mouth again, but she repeated what she said just now. Her voice was a little rough, and not as sweet as usual.
"He can't be not dead, right?"
The demons were infected by the panic in her voice. They looked up and felt a chill run down their spines.
How powerful was the Great Dream Nine Strikes of the Divine Continent cultivator, Zhou Xianjue?
It didn't matter if he could hit his opponent or not. As long as he took the force of those nine strikes, he would be able to kill his opponent.
What's more, the four of them followed closely behind. Beating a drowning dog?
Even such a huge mountain was cracked. If that bastard didn't die, wouldn't he look more like a demon than them?
The smoke in front of them lingered for a long time.
There was dead silence. The demons that rushed over were all looking at the cracked mountain in silence. No one spoke for a moment.
Young Dragon King of the Cang Lan Sea had a cold smile on his face. His expression was as arrogant as ever.
Senior Brother Pure Sun Daoist of the Divine Continent, Crane, had an indifferent expression. Vaguely, there seemed to be a hint of pity.
As for the ghost cultivator, Li Hongyi, she frowned. Her gaze was long, sometimes cold, and sometimes indifferent. No one knew what she was thinking about.
Kong Kong 'er, the three-zhang-tall ferocious ape of the Great Sage Mountain, did not say a word. He held a big stick in his hand.
The Great Golden Crow and Wu Sang 'er looked nervous and angry.
The Little Golden Peng King was unusually anxious. Every breath he took was much heavier than usual.
As for Wu Yidian … he was still on his way and had not arrived yet!
"He should be dead, right?"
After a while, the Daoist of Mount Wu Ying said with a cold smile. He seemed to let out a long sigh.
"If he doesn't die after taking nine strikes from me, then it means that I'm not capable enough!"
The Divine Continent cultivator, Zhou Xianjue, sneered and proudly crossed his arms. He snorted and said.
This sentence was like hitting a brick or a nail. All the cultivators subconsciously accepted the conclusion that Fang Xing was dead. Instantly, countless demon cultivators heaved a long sigh of relief. A relaxed smile appeared on their faces. No matter how overbearing this human cultivator was, or how he robbed them clean, he was dead now. It was just that he did not die in the hands of a demon elite after all. It was not a good thing.
"Fighting like this is more interesting …"
Just as the demons were about to let out a sigh of relief, a lazy voice suddenly sounded.
"Swoosh!" Everyone's eyes suddenly looked towards the source of the voice.
Some were shocked, some were afraid, some were frightened, and some were ecstatic …
"Boom!"
All of a sudden, in the midst of the chaotic scene where the smoke had yet to settle, a ray of golden light suddenly shone and shook off the surrounding rocks. That golden light was a pair of golden wings. When it spread out, it covered a distance of two hundred feet and forcibly shook off the rocks. The huge mountain that was already on the verge of splitting apart was blasted apart by this power, and with a muffled sound of thunder, it actually split apart.
"Kacha …"
The huge mountain slowly split into two halves and collapsed on both sides. Endless smoke billowed, and a huge power swept across the area.
As for the golden figure, it suddenly shot up into the sky from the crack.
"Swoosh …"
He rushed to the top of the mountain and spread out his two golden wings. The huge black sword swayed and swept away the smoke in front of him.
This scene made people think that he had split the mountain, flew out from the foot of the mountain, and flew to the Nine Heavens!
"Damn baldy, do you think that you can kill me by sneaking an attack on me?"
The figure in the sky was the little devil. He looked a little disheveled at this moment. The Dharma robe on his body was torn in many places, and there were even a few terrifying cracks on it. However, the Qi in his body did not weaken, but instead, it was growing. The surging Qi and blood made people feel that he was like a scorching sun. The wounds on the surface of his body were actually healing at a rapid speed.
How strong was his physical body?
The demons were speechless. It was hard to imagine how strong this little devil's physical body was!
As for Fang Xing, he shook his arms and kicked his legs as if he was stretching his muscles. Then, he sneered and suddenly swooped down.
"Damn baldy, if I don't chop off your bald head today, I will change my surname to yours …"
As he shouted, the huge sword slashed down. The sword will was like a river, the sword Qi was like the sea, and the ferocity was like the sky.
After being ambushed by Zhou Xianjue, he was really angry. All the power in his body exploded, and he swung his sword.
"Boom!"
The huge black sword attacked as if it could split the sky and the earth. The strong wind caused Zhou Xianjue to lose his balance. His expression changed, and he roared in despair. The iron lotus under his feet flew up and formed an iron lotus array in front of him. It was like a battlefield, standing between him and Fang Xing. However, everywhere Fang Xing's black sword passed, the iron lotus flowers exploded. The sword was like a demon, and it directly cut off the bald man's head.
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