"Stop pretending to be mysterious, I'll kill you …"
Just when Song Guichan calmly attacked and intimidated the South Sight Sect's juniors to the point that they lost all will to resist, Fang Xing shouted and attacked.
After provoking the juniors of the Nan Zhan Sect to attack Song Guichan, he only slashed at him twice from afar and didn't attack him again. Instead, he shouted and cheered while watching coldly from the sidelines. At this moment, Song Guichan defeated the geniuses of the Nan Zhan Sect in a few breaths of time and scared the cultivators of the Nan Zhan Sect out of their wits. Only then did he finally rush forward and slash at Song Guichan …
After all, he had no choice but to kill Li Ying. Song Guichan really wanted to kill Li Ying!
Li Ying was his brother, how could he watch him be torn to pieces by someone else?
This slash was like a monstrous sea of blood.
Fang Xingjian was using the Blood Guzzler Saber. The greatest characteristic of this saber was that when it killed someone, it would also kill their soul. Furthermore, it would extract the blood and Qi of the living person and store it in the saber. When fighting against an enemy, the blood and Qi of the saber could unleash an abnormally terrifying power. Simply put, the more people it killed, the stronger the saber would be. The more powerful enemies it killed, the stronger the saber would be.
Fang Xing had made it all the way from the first formation to the tenth formation. How many powerful figures of the Divine Continent of the Northern Region had he killed?
He couldn't even count them himself …
At this moment, the violent blood energy contained in the Bloodthirsty Manic Saber had reached a terrifying peak.
At this moment, Fang Xing attacked with his saber and unleashed all the blood Qi in the saber.
The monstrous blood energy blotted out the sky and the Primordial World was filled with ghostly figures.
Under Fang Xing's control and the violent blood energy, this saber could be said to have the power to kill Yuanying cultivators.
What's more, this saber wasn't aimed at Song Guichan but at the lotus platform he was sitting on.
It was a purplish-gold lotus platform that was emitting red karmic fire.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sea of blood in the sky continuously turned into horrifying saber Qi that rampaged in the air. Space shattered and engulfed Song Guichan.
At this time, Song Guichan, who was sitting cross-legged on the lotus throne like a real Buddha, also changed his expression. He could no longer sit still. He flew up in a flash, waved his hand, and threw away Li Ying. At the same time, he turned his hand and put away the lotus throne. His figure retreated 1,000 meters in an instant. This speed was not slow, but the blood-colored saber intent that Fang Xing waved chased closely like a bone-eating maggot.
"True Immeasurable Buddha!"
Facing the monstrous blood-red saber intent, Song Guichan's words were like spring thunder. At the same time, he raised his hands, put them together in the air, and chanted sutras. From his green sleeves, a red shadow flew out and turned into a kasaya that emitted rays of purplish-golden light. It grew taller and taller in the air like a huge wall, blocking the sea of blood outside. As the sea of blood grew taller, the kasaya grew taller.
At this moment, the younger generation of Nan Zhan had already supported each other and hid at the edge of the formation. They looked at this scene in horror.
On one side was the sacred Buddhist light, and on the other side was the monstrous sea of blood.
This scene was simply like the legendary battle of Buddha subduing demons!
"Chi chi …"
This scene did not last for long. The saber intent of Fang Xing's saber soared and cut the kasaya that flew out of Song Guichan's sleeve into pieces. Then, the powerful saber intent surged toward Song Guichan like a tidal wave and drowned him. After a long time, the blood intent gradually disappeared, and Song Guichan's figure finally appeared. His body was shining with a golden light, and his body was like gold and stone. His robe was torn in many places, but his attitude was as calm and peaceful as ever.
He was even merciful!
There was not a single wound on his body.
That frightening saber strike did not injure him at all.
The hearts of the younger generation of Nan Zhan were half frozen at this moment …
Even if it was such a terrifying slash, could it only force his Lotus Platform to rise?
How strong is this Chunyang Daozi!
Facing such an opponent, what Dao is there?
As long as he is here, there is no hope for the younger generation of Nan Zhan to rise …
However, just when they were shocked and speechless in their hearts, Fang Xing's cold laughter resounded, "Governor Song, you're really something!"
Song Guichan was expressionless. He put his palms together in the void and said in a deep voice, "Good weapon!"
From what he said, it was obvious that he was praising Fang Xing's Bloodthirsty Saber Intent, but he did not think highly of Fang Xing's skill.
On the other hand, Fang Xing roared with laughter as well and said, "Stop putting on an act. Do you really think this Young Master can't discern that most of your ability is on that lotus platform? May I ask where you got that treasure from? Buddhist ruins? Or the spoils of war from destroying Buddhism? Hehe, sitting on the Lotus Platform and controlling the Karmic Fire of the Red Lotus for your own use, the Lotus Platform will not move, but your Dharmic powers will be endless. Furthermore, your mind will be clear, and your casting speed will increase by at least three times. If it wasn't for this treasure, how would you have the ability to defeat my people? "
Lotus Platform?
Fang Xing's words caused the younger generation of Nan Zhan to be slightly stunned, and they looked at Song Guichan in confusion.
At this moment, Song Guichan's robe was torn and was recovering. He stood in the void and although he still looked like a sage, he was forced out of the Lotus Platform by Fang Xing's saber intent, so he was no longer as sacred and untouchable as before.
Moreover, the problem that Fang Xing pointed out also gave this group of people some hope again.
Could it be that Song Guichan had borrowed the power of the Lotus Platform to possess such terrifying strength? Could it be that he was able to easily defeat the top prodigies of the younger generation of Nan Zhan Sect just by sitting there with his legs crossed?
There was a huge difference between them!
"Everyone says that you are the Divine Son of Pure Yang Sect who is invincible below Yuanying, but I think you are a big liar!"
Fang Xing struck while the iron was hot and shouted loudly, "What kind of benevolent heart and can't bear to kill? You broke the formation and sent the disciples of Pure Yang Sect out of the formation? That's all nonsense. You simply think that the Lotus Platform is a Buddhist treasure that is rooted in the void. If the Lotus Platform does not move, it can attract the power of Heaven and Earth. However, if the tenth formation is activated, the spiritual power will gather and the void will become chaotic, causing a conflict between the power of the Lotus Platform and the formation. To you, the best scenario is to leave you alone in the formation. Luckily, I didn't believe you …"
These words immediately caused another wave of astonishment.
The younger generation of Nan Zhan no longer looked at Song Guichan with reverence, but anger and hatred.
Scheming at every step and scheming at every step, this Chunyang Daozi was too sinister. It was the exact opposite of his benevolent appearance.
If Fang Xing had not seen through him, the disciples of Nan Zhan would have lost their Dao Hearts after this battle.
If Fang Xing had really believed his words when they first entered the formation and let the disciples of Nan Zhan leave the tenth formation, they would have suffered a great loss. Moreover, they would not be able to say anything after suffering a loss. Who would believe him after this?
"He is indeed the top genius of the younger generation in the Northern Region. His scheming is really amazing …"
The younger generation of Nan Zhan also gathered together and looked at Song Guichan unkindly. Someone sneered and ridiculed him.
"Let's attack together and kill the top genius below Yuanying in the Northern Region!"
Someone even shouted with a murderous aura. He could no longer hold back his battle intent.
Compared to the despair in their hearts just now, the fighting intent in the hearts of the younger generation of Nan Zhan had been aroused, and their dispirited aura had been swept away.
Fang Xing stopped talking, lowered his head, and chuckled inconspicuously.
At this moment, Song Guichan's expression was still calm. When he was loudly scolded and exposed by Fang Xing, he only gently waved his sleeves in the wind, and his body was as still as a mountain. He did not refute at all. After a long time, when the killing intent of the juniors in Nan Zhan almost rose to the peak, he slowly raised his head and said indifferently, "Although I have fated with the Buddhism Sect, I am still a disciple of the Dao Sect after all. You only said that I sat cross-legged on the lotus platform and borrowed the karma of the Buddhism Sect, but did you not remember that I became famous in several battles, and all of them were because of my Core Formation Seven Techniques and many great techniques?"
Seven Core Formation Techniques!
These four short words immediately made Zhu Xiu's heart sink.
Seven techniques!
This meant that Song Guichan might be proficient in seven great techniques!
When he thought that Song Guichan might have so many trump cards, Zhu Xiu's aura couldn't help but stagnate slightly.
However, Fang Xing's loud laughter soon rang out. "Seven techniques my a * s, I still have eight techniques. You can see it from the eighth formation. The number of techniques that one has formed is not the only standard to measure one's strength. It can at most represent one's potential. If you really have such great strength, why did you use a lousy lotus platform to fool people? Wouldn't it be better to just directly suppress us? "
After saying that, he turned his head and shouted, "He is trying to play tricks again. Brothers, let's go and beat him up!"
As he shouted, he was the first to attack. A pair of golden wings appeared in the sky, and golden feather swords covered the sky and earth as they swept over.
"Nan Zhan, Wang Qiong, today, I will experience the true strength of the number one genius of the Northern Region!"
Wang Qiong's eyes were almost bloodshot with anger. Her Wind and Fire Wheels crushed toward Song Guichan.
The other Nan Zhan cultivators also unleashed their techniques and artifacts, forming a violent storm that attacked Song Guichan. This time, their attacks were even more powerful than before, and it could be said that they were filled with murderous intent.
"Caw …"
The Great Golden Crow cawed and also scuttled over from the side, wanting to join in the fun.
However, Fang Xing grabbed it and said in a low voice, "Don't rush, that kid is very powerful. Don't let him tear you apart!"
The Great Golden Crow was slightly taken aback. "Didn't you say that he was just a liar?"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes and said, "I was just lying to them …"
The Great Golden Crow choked and was somewhat speechless. Fang Xing sneakily looked around and said, "Stop talking nonsense. This group of people is not really useless. If they fight with boldness, they can still hold back that cicada for a period of time. Hurry up and set up a large formation in the surroundings. This b * stard has removed the large formation. It doesn't matter, we can reverse the situation and then suppress him …"
Big Gold had a strange look in his eyes. After a long time, he looked at Fang Xing and said, "You are too shameless …"
However, he immediately went to set up the formation. He laughed and said, "… But I, Big Jin, really like it!"
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