RUUUUMBLE!
A very special battle was about to unfold.
By this point, the disciples of the Dao Defense League couldn't care less about taking turns to fight. It didn't matter who Shi Yinyuan was, or how strong he was. Song Guichan had used Shi Yinyuan's name to establish the Dao Defense League, and for Fang Xing to kill Shi Yinyuan right in front of all the disciples of the Dao Defense League was a huge insult to the Dao Defense League.
If he had killed him in private, he wouldn't have been able to defend himself.
In fact, if Shi Yinyuan had challenged him to a duel, he wouldn't have been able to defend himself.
But now that he had said those words, he couldn't just kill him in front of all the disciples of the Dao Defense League!
RUUUUMBLE!
Song Guixin made his move, his silver spear leaving afterimages behind him.
The sword cultivators of the Yun Clan, the battle cultivators of the Myriad Daos, and one of the Seven Masters, Xie Linfuan, also attacked.
The crying little thing seemed frightened, but when she heard Fang Xing's words, she suddenly stopped crying and looked around with her round eyes. Fang Xing laughed heartily. In the past, he had made faces at her, tickled her, gifted her magical treasures, and even put a knife to her neck. None of those things had been able to stop her crying. But now, he was very pleased that she finally knew how to coax a child.
"The three of us are going to die!"
Fang Xing laughed heartily, his eyes cold as he looked forward.
Song Guixin's spear was already stabbing forward like a bolt of lightning.
"Bang!"
With one hand holding the child in his arms, Fang Xing clenched his other hand into a fist and slammed it into the shaft of the spear. Song Guixin suddenly felt like he couldn't hold onto the spear any longer. Howling, he took advantage of the momentum to roll away from the spear and stab it toward Fang Xing's back. He refused to believe that Fang Xing would have any other way to block his attack. However, the spear had already been stabbed forward, and then stopped.
Monstrous devil energy rolled off of Fang Xing, completely concealing his figure.
When the demonic aura dissipated, Song Guixin gasped in shock.
Who said that the little monster didn't have hands to make hand seals?
Who said that the little monster didn't have hands to wield weapons?
Who said that the little devil didn't have hands to defend?
At this moment, the little devil had already transformed into three heads and six arms. One of her hands was holding onto Song Gui Xin's silver spear, the other was swinging the huge black sword, and two of her hands were forming hand seals. Finally, she even hugged the child with one hand and covered the child's eyes with the other, afraid of scaring her. Such a scene caused Song Gui Xin's heart to tremble. The surrounding cultivators also cried out involuntarily.
"Three heads and six arms?"
"It's actually a Demon Form, a human body Demon Form!"
"Is this little devil from the Demon Abyss?"
Countless cultivators in the surroundings cried out loudly. Even Elder Zhong Yi, who was sitting on the Dao Platform and watching this group of young people fight in silence, and the Grand Elder of the Misery Sea's Yun Clan who was forcefully stopped by him and had no choice but to endure a bellyful of anger were shocked at this moment. They looked at each other and saw the terror in each other's eyes. Three heads and six arms, a human body and a devil body. Where did this Junior Nan Zhan learn this from?
While the cultivators were still in shock, Fang Xing didn't smile. He intertwined his two hands that were forming hand seals, and his fingers were like a blooming lotus flower. He pointed forward, and the sword Qi and demonic intent surged. In an instant, it split the clouds in the air, and a sword Qi stabbed toward Song Guixin's chest.
Fox Core Sword!
With a "chi" sound, Song Guixin was hit by the sword Qi and retreated in panic …
"Stay where you are, little devil!"
The Great Golden Crow shot forward at top speed, but a green-robed cultivator appeared in front of him. Shockingly, it was none other than one of the famous members of the Dao Defense League. Splaying his hands out in front of him, he sent more than a hundred evil ghosts flying toward Fang Xing from all directions. In the blink of an eye, Fang Xing was surrounded by screaming ghosts, and the stench of blood and gore assailed his nostrils.
"Screw off!"
On the other hand, Fang Xing, who was standing on the back of the Golden Raven, did not stop his ten fingers. He pinched another seal, and his ten fingers intertwined, forming a chain that imprinted into the sky. Fire will appeared all over the sky, forming chains of fire that spread everywhere in the void. The ghosts in the sky were all whipped away by the chains of fire, or bound by them. They let out shrill screams, and divine flames actually burned on their bodies, turning them into smoke that drifted into the void without a trace.
Fox God Flame!
"I'll fight you!"
Another roar rang out. It was Feng Yanyun, the Daoist of the One Qi Sect, who had been suppressed in the lake, who had finally shattered the small mountain and rushed out from the bottom of the lake. Filled with hatred, she let out a loud roar and flew up into the air. Her iron armor suddenly lit up with runes that looked like lava. The smoke from the runes floated up into the air and turned into a pair of terrifying eyes that suddenly opened.
Even a Mahayana Gold Core cultivator would feel as if they were stuck in a quagmire if they were caught in the gaze of those eyes.
Feng Yanyun was famous for his armor, but who could have guessed that his true trump card was the Heart Severing Technique?
However, now that he had used his trump card, the Little Devil no longer had any intention of hiding his strength.
Looking up at the devilish eyes, Fang Xing's expression didn't change. His hands moved like lightning as he performed the final three incantations of the Green Fox Ghost Face.
As soon as the incantations were complete, his eyes began to shine brightly, as if they were two vortexes.
Heart Seal!
Using techniques to break techniques, using techniques to break techniques. The pair of devilish eyes silently collapsed, and the sky became clear.
As for the stunned Feng Yanyun, he was swatted back into the lake by the Great Golden Crow with a casual flap of his wings.
In the blink of an eye, he performed three techniques consecutively and defeated three people, all of which he learned from the Green Fox Ghost Face.
Under Uncle Gen's guidance, Fang Xing used the shortest amount of time to comprehend the nine incantations of the Green Fox Ghost Face when he was in the demonic land. Although the purpose was to rescue those who were trapped in the Demonic Emperor Pavilion, comprehending the nine incantations also greatly benefited Fang Xing's techniques. The most direct result was that Fang Xing had a basic grasp of the Fox Core Sword, the Fox God's Fire, and the Heart Seal.
These three techniques were learned from the Green Fox Ghost Face and were passed down from demonic immortals. They were immortal techniques.
They shared the same name as the secret divine technique of the Green Hill Foxes, and even shared the same principle. However, they were much more profound and powerful!
This was the first time Fang Xing had used it to defend against an enemy after learning the Nine Seals Three Arts, and it revealed its divine might.
Along the way, countless enemies were killed. All of his secret techniques were used, and he was defeated.
"Nan Zhan, Fang Xing, you still owe me a battle. Try me, the One-Armed Devil Puppet!"
Xie Linfuan stood in front of him and took out a broken weapon. It was a stone statue with a broken arm. It opened its eyes faintly in the air and let out a silent roar, pouncing straight towards Fang Xing. Wherever its body passed, even the void was shaken by it. It was formed by the refraction of light from the void that was on the verge of shattering, signifying that its speed was already close to the edge of shattering the void. It was extremely terrifying.
"Get out of my way!"
In Fang Xing's palm, the huge black sword danced, unleashing the nameless technique passed down by the Demon Sword Embryo. At this moment, it was activated to the extreme, the demonic qi was dense, whistling and sweeping out, rays of black light swept out in a radius of several dozen zhang in front of him. In the blink of an eye, he had fought with the broken arm demon for nearly a hundred moves. In the end, the broken arm demon let out a mournful and angry howl, the spiritual energy on its body dissipated, and it flew back into Xie Linfuan's hands.
"Get out of my way!"
Fang Xing stomped down, and Xie Linfuan hugged the golem as he roared and fell.
"Stop him, stop him …"
Shi Yinyuan was already running away with all his might, but he discovered that the little devil behind him was actually rushing towards him with unstoppable force. It was unknown how many experts had rushed forward, but they couldn't even stop him for a moment. That golden cloud, as well as the little devil on top of the cloud, had already caught up to him at lightning speed. He was so scared that his body and mind were trembling, and he cried out with all his might.
The strange beast in his arms, the Soaring Serpent, was also so scared that it tightly burrowed into his arms. However, he didn't know who to burrow into, so he could only desperately let the minions of the Spirit Qiao Sect block in front of him. He raised his cloud and ran with all his might. This group of minions of the Spirit Qiao Sect that had followed him here could be considered to be in deep trouble, but at this point, they could only brace themselves and come forward to stop him, forming a formation.
"108,000 swords!"
Fang Xing growled as his sword wings fluttered around him. Like a ball of golden light, he swept across the entire sky.
All the cultivators in front of him were scattered in all directions, with heavy casualties.
From afar, one could only see a ball of golden light rushing over like a meteor. The cultivators in the sky were all swept away in all directions.
This scene caused the Young Peak Lord of Mystical Peak to be dumbfounded.
By the time he reacted, the ball of golden light had already arrived in front of him, and the strong wind caused him to be unable to open his eyes.
"Don't … don't kill me … I … I'll return this strange beast to you …"
Shi Yinyuan screamed in fear. He had already clearly felt Fang Xing's killing intent, and he also knew that under this kind of ferocious might, it was impossible for him to escape. He was so scared that his hands trembled, and he even offered up the strange beast in his arms, the Soaring Serpent. He knew why Fang Xing wanted to kill him. Everything was because of this strange beast. If it was any other time, he would naturally treasure it like his own life, but at this moment, he only wanted to hand it over in exchange for his life!
"You don't need to return it. Can't I just rob you?"
Fang Xing paid no attention to him, and with a loud roar of rage, he grabbed the Soaring Serpent in his hand before slapping out with his palm. "Your father can even disregard the life of his own daughter for the sake of a beast, then this Young Master might as well help you end your line of descendants …"
"Don't kill …"
"Dong!"
This slap landed directly on Shi Yinyuan's head, causing the Young Peak Lord of Mystical Peak to swallow the words of begging for mercy back into his stomach. This Foundation Establishment Realm prodigy of the Nimble Sect was directly slapped to the ground, and both his knees were crushed.
Shi Yinyuan's face was distorted, and blood spurted out of his five senses. His little bit of spiritual consciousness gradually disappeared.
At this moment, the surrounding space also gradually quieted down, and there was not a single sound to be heard.
He really killed him?
The crowd of cultivators felt as if their hearts had been smashed by a giant hammer. It was as if the panicked roars of the ferocious beasts around them had become much quieter. Just now, every single one of them had used all their strength to stop him, and even used their ultimate techniques. However, it was useless. They really couldn't stop him.
"Screech …"
The Soaring Serpent in Fang Xing's hand sensed its master's death, and it screeched anxiously. It stretched out its mouth and bit the back of Fang Xing's hand.
Fang Xing looked at it coldly. "You beast, when your previous master was harmed, why didn't you bite them?"
He grabbed the Soaring Serpent's tail and whipped it towards the rock at the side. With a "pa" sound, the mighty strange beast was thrown into disarray by this slap. It was unknown how many bones in its small body were broken. However, Fang Xing still hadn't vented his anger. He threw it to the ground heavily, and then stepped on it. There was a "squeak" sound, and when he raised his foot again, it was already deflated …
Some people subconsciously trembled. That was the mighty strange beast, the Soaring Serpent …
How could he be so ruthless as if he was stepping on a mouse?
As for Fang Xing, he looked down and saw that the Soaring Serpent's little claws were trembling. It was actually not dead yet. He thought to himself that this shell-less little bastard's life was really tough, so he grabbed its tail and stuffed it into his belt. He would deal with it later.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he plucked Shi Yinyuan's head off his shoulder, then slowly turned around.
The three-headed, six-armed devil projection had vanished, leaving Fang Xing with the head in his left hand and the child in his right. Smiling coldly, he looked up at the cultivators of the Divine Prefecture from the Northern Domain, who had tried so hard to stop him, but hadn't been able to stop him in his tracks. Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that he was looking at the so-called chosen from the Dao Defense League. His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear as day. "You think you can protect me?"
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