"You don't know me? Take a closer look at my handsome face! "
Fang Xing was a little angry. At first, when he saw this group of vigilant cultivators in white, Fang Xing was quite happy. It meant that Old Heretic had managed the Ultimate well. At least, his reaction speed was much better than when the Ultimate was in a state of disunity. However, when he saw that this group of bastards did not recognize him at all and attacked him without distinguishing between right and wrong, he was immediately annoyed. The last time he returned to the Ultimate, Old Heretic had already summoned all the tribes in the Ultimate to visit him. It could be said that all the cultivators above the Golden Elixir Realm had met him. Even if it was only once, they should be familiar with him.
In addition, Shinsyu and Big Cousin were right beside him. Who could he ask for compensation for losing face?
He decided to give this group of bastards one last chance to take a good look at who he was!
However, he did not expect that the leader of the group of cultivators in white did look down at him, but it was just a cold glance, and he shouted coldly, "I don't care where you come from, wild monks. The Ultimate is no longer as free to come and go as before. It is already a big crime for you to trespass the mountain gate of the Ultimate. Immediately surrender and be sent out. If you dare to resist, kill without mercy!"
Boom!
When the other cultivators heard this, they immediately took out their magic weapons and attacked.
However, this made Fang Xing jump up in anger. "F * ck, you guys are going against the heavens!"
Not only did they not recognize him, but they also dared to attack him?
This really made the little devil unhappy.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At least seven or eight beams of divine light shot down at Fang Xing at the same time, while the others attacked Big Cousin and Shinsyu.
"F * ck, if I don't show off my power, you guys won't know who I am..."
Fang Xing gritted his teeth with hatred. His figure suddenly flashed and disappeared from the ground. When he reappeared, he was already behind a cultivator in white who attacked him. He raised his hand and pushed, and the cultivator in white fell out, almost like a top, knocking over four or five cultivators around him. For a moment, the formation of the cultivators in white was in chaos, and there was a chorus of exclamations.
"What level of cultivation does this wild monk have? How is his speed so fast?"
Seeing Fang Xing's action, the white-robed cultivator broke out in cold sweat. He secretly held a jade talisman in his hand.
"Which clan are you from? Even if you can't recognize me, you should at least know my name! "
After Fang Xing made his move, he didn't take any further action. He just stood in the air with his hands behind his back and spoke to the white-robed cultivator with an unfriendly expression. After all, to him, he was only teaching a lesson to this bunch of blind people. It was impossible for him to kill them. After all, the people of the Sinkhole had something to do with him. "I'm your Master Fang Xing!"
After saying that, Wen didn't move at all. He put on the airs of a big boss and waited for this group of people to kneel down and shout, "You have eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai!"
Unexpectedly, when this name was said, the white-robed cultivators with lower cultivation levels didn't react at all. Instead, the middle-stage Golden Core cultivator trembled and accidentally crushed the jade talisman between his fingers. He said with a trembling voice, "You … You're called Fang Xing?"
"You bunch of bastards, isn't my senior brother the famous Fang Xing? Hurry up and pay your respects! "
Before Fang Xing could reply, the handsome young monk had already jumped up and shouted arrogantly.
"Good … Good … I'm Lv Xianmang. Greetings … Master of the Sinkhole …"
The middle-stage Golden Core cultivator's eyes flashed a few times. He slowly bowed and said respectfully.
With him taking the lead, the rest of the cultivators also bowed and hesitantly bowed.
Fang Xing furrowed his brows, but his expression did not change. He simply put on airs and said, "Where is the Old Devil? Bring me to him!"
Lv Xianmang said, "The Evil Lord is in charge of the Northern Region Supreme Path and is not in the Sinkhole. I'll invite the Sinkhole Master back to the palace first!"
"Hehe … Alright …"
Fang Xing agreed, glanced at the little monk Shinsyu, and took the lead to walk in front.
Below, the eldest cousin, who was sitting on the back of the strange fish, wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, she didn't say anything and followed with a sneer.
The white-robed cultivator, Lv Xianmang, rushed to lead the way. A group of more than ten people protected Fang Xing, Shinsyu, and the eldest cousin as they rushed into the depths of the Sinkhole. At this moment, there were much fewer ferocious beasts in the Sinkhole. It was likely that Fang Xing had released many ferocious beasts to attack the Huangfu family's territory. More than half of them had yet to return, causing the forest to be much quieter than before.
On the way, Fang Xing looked around as if nothing had happened and was full of curiosity.
Shinsyu was even more surprised. Everything he saw had a look of surprise on his face. He touched his big bald head and exclaimed in admiration.
On the other hand, the eldest cousin was calm. She sat on the strange fish and lowered her eyes, looking indifferent.
Not long after, there was a celestial wind in front of them, and four or five auspicious clouds came up to welcome them. On the clouds were four or five old men in white robes. They were all at the mastery stage of the Golden Core realm. All of them had smiles on their faces as they bowed to Fang Xing from afar. One of the old men with white hair and beard even came up to him with a smile and said from afar, "The return of the Sinkhole Master today is a huge relief for us!"
Fang Xing looked at him expressionlessly and stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to talk to him, but he did not move.
A sliver of displeasure flashed across the old man's face. However, the hands that he had extended did not stop. When they were ten feet away from Fang Xing, the hands that seemed to be grabbing onto Fang Xing's arms suddenly flipped and formed a seal. The Spiritual Energy in his body violently surged, and the light from the core was like an incomparably sharp sword as it sliced towards Fang Xing's chest. His hands had turned into sharp claws as he forcefully pierced towards Fang Xing's chest. In that instant, he had actually decided to kill Fang Xing, not leaving him any path of retreat.
At the same time, Lv Xianmang, who was behind Fang Xing, suddenly pressed his hands together, but it was a dark iron chain, and it went toward Fang Xing's neck. At the same time, hundreds of flying swords flew out of his sleeves and stabbed toward Fang Xing's back.
And in the face of this sudden change, Fang Xing, who was indifferent, did not move at all, as if he did not react at all.
Lv Xianmang and the old man at the mastery stage of the Golden Core realm showed a trace of joy on their faces.
But it was also when their spells were about to fall on Fang Xing's body, Fang Xing suddenly moved slightly, clenched one hand into a fist, and smashed it toward the old man at the mastery stage of the Golden Core realm in front of him. This punch looked ordinary, but it contained indescribably terrifying power. Just the wind from the punch was enough to destroy the elixir light that swept over, and then the punch met the old man's claws.
"Boom!"
The fist and the claws collided firmly.
But the result was that the sharp claws of the old man at the mastery stage of the Golden Core realm and Fang Xing's seemingly ordinary fist collided, but did not tear his five fingers as expected. Instead, his nails, which were sharper than the magic weapons, were broken inch by inch and bounced in all directions. And Fang Xing's fist, as if it was unstoppable, directly hit the old man's chest, smashing a hole. After that, his palm lifted up again, and before the old man flew backward, he grabbed his neck and pulled him back from ten feet away.
As for the flying swords behind him, Fang Xing did not pay any attention to them. At this time, the Shinsyu Monk happened to say a Buddhist prayer and slowly put his hands together. The iron chain and even the flying swords in the hands of Lv Xianmang were suddenly pulled by an indescribable strange force, and at the same time, they flew toward the two fat sleeves of the Shinsyu Monk, all of them disappeared into them, and there was no more movement …
In just one move, the Great Elder had been captured, which shocked the surrounding Zhu Xiu. He could hardly believe his eyes.
Fang Xing did not even look at them. He clenched his five fingers and lifted the old cultivator by the neck into the air. He looked straight into his eyes and said coldly, "In the Ultimate, when did the cultivators at the mastery stage of the Golden Core realm become so worthless? There are actually four or five of them that I have never seen before. Tell me, who are you, and where is Old Evil now? "
"The Ruins Master has decreed that those who trespass into the Ultimate will be killed without mercy. Little monk, you …"
The white-bearded old cultivator's pupils constricted. He secretly channeled his spiritual power and shouted coldly in a low voice, as if he wanted to threaten him.
"Who is the Ruins Master you are talking about? A donkey? "
Fang Xing ignored him. When he heard the two words "Ruins Master" from his mouth, his eyes were slightly stunned, and he said mockingly.
"How dare you insult the young master of my clan … I will tear you into pieces …"
When the old cultivator heard Fang Xing's words, his brows were overflowing with anger, and he opened his mouth to shout.
"Not a donkey?"
Fang Xing's eyes suddenly turned cold. Suddenly, he exerted force with his five fingers and directly tore the old cultivator's neck. He then raised his palm and slapped it directly on the top of the old cultivator's skull, destroying even the spirit that was trying to escape. Then, he retracted his palm and clapped his hands as if nothing had happened. He looked at the other cultivators and said, "If he refuses to say, then you guys will say it!"
"Tell me, who is the Ruins Master you are talking about?"
At this moment, he was angry in his heart and his voice was piercingly cold. He really wanted to kill.
"You … you actually killed the Great Elder?"
Zhu Xiu, who was next to him, was so scared that his voice was trembling when he saw this scene.
No one would have thought that this demon would kill a mastery stage Golden Core realm cultivator without saying a word!
Did he really think that he was a beggar on the street or a cabbage in the field?
He killed him so casually?
After the shock, there was indescribable anger. Another mastery stage Golden Core elder was the first to react. He immediately opened his sleeves and took out two magic treasures. At the same time, he shouted, "Attack together, quickly capture this demon, regardless of whether he lives or dies …"
"Kill!"
The surrounding cultivators in white did not have the slightest bit of politeness towards Fang Xing. In an instant, they attacked at the same time.
"What the f * ck is going on …"
Fang Xing gritted his teeth in anger. He clenched his fists tightly and without saying a word, he directly attacked.
For no reason, a wave of anger rose in his heart, and it was the most unbearable anger he had ever felt …
In the entire Ultimate, besides himself, who else dared to call himself the Ruins Master?
Could it be that after ten years of absence, the Ultimate no longer belonged to Fang?
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