Fang Xing and Bai Qianzhang's ferocity and invincibility, consecutively defeating three patriarchs of the ancient clans, had awed all the cultivators, deeply engraved in their hearts.
Without a doubt, if the details of today's battle were to spread, the name of this master and disciple would undoubtedly spread throughout the world and receive countless praises. There was no other reason than that the fact that the two of them could consecutively defeat three patriarchs of the ancient clans was simply too shocking. It was impossible to not be convinced. It was precisely because of this that the seemingly endless Zhu Xiu surrounding them, no one dared to come forward at this moment. These cultivators belonged to different orthodoxies and different powers. Although everyone wanted to take down Fang Xing, no one was willing to foolishly stand out. They competed with each other, causing them to tremble with fear for a moment, and no one dared to come forward.
On the other hand, Fang Xing grew more excited as the battle went on. He truly had a domineering spirit of "with the demonic sword in hand, who else but me can do it?" No matter who he looked at, it was as if he was looking at a fat sheep. After cutting off the advantage of the Meng Clan's patriarch with one strike, he immediately lost interest in him. His eyes darted around, and he saw the patriarch of the Zhangsun Clan looking at him maliciously from a nearby cloud. He immediately beamed with delight and took nine consecutive steps in the air. His movement technique was at the peak of perfection as he charged toward the cloud. At the same time, he shouted, "Uncle Eleven, get him!"
His nine steps contained the Great Dao Divination Technique. He actually strangely broke through the void and rushed to the front of the cloud, slashing violently with his sword.
At this moment, Bai Qianzhang seemed to be willing to be a supporting character by his disciple's side, helping him make a name for himself in this battle. When Fang Xing charged out, he had already moved like a flowing cloud, moving in front of the patriarch of the Zhangsun Clan. His hands danced, drawing out profound tricks, and similarly, he used the boundless power of bestowing immortality to envelop the patriarch of the Zhangsun Clan. He was using the same trick again, wanting to suppress the patriarch of the Zhangsun Clan so that his disciple could become famous. But the patriarch of the Zhangsun Clan was not stupid. When he saw Fang Xing charging toward him, he actually immediately retreated …
He fled …
The patriarch of the Zhangsun Clan actually fled …
This truly dumbfounded many people. The dignified patriarch of the Zhangsun Clan actually fled without a fight?
There were some people who understood the patriarch of the Zhangsun Clan's intentions. Right now, this little devil and Bai Qianzhang were purely fighting for fame. They were surrounded by countless cultivators, and even if they were tired, they would be exhausted to death. There was no hope of escaping at all. Yet, they had actually mustered up their strength, wanting to shine in this final battle and vent their anger. This was not a small matter. People in the cultivation world could easily obtain glory, splendor, wealth, and overwhelming power. Thus, they viewed these things lightly. The only thing they cared about was fame. Fame had become something more precious in this boundless lifespan. It was a matter of honor and disgrace!
Even if they successfully killed the white-haired man and the little devil in this battle, if someone were to say afterwards that a certain patriarch was gravely injured by this pair of master and disciple and was obviously no match for them, it would definitely cause great damage to their reputations. It might even affect the reputation of their clan. Thus, the patriarch of the Zhangsun Clan astonishingly made the correct choice at this moment. He did not confront Fang Xing head-on. After all, putting aside this little devil, the white-haired man from the Yuan Clan was truly a formidable character. He knew that he was unable to deal with this vicious little devil while fighting against Bai Qianzhang at the same time …
"Wahaha, the patriarch of the Zhangsun Clan was directly scared off. Next …"
Fang Xing was stunned as he watched. Then, he was overjoyed, pointing at the patriarch of the Zhangsun Clan and laughing out loud.
The face of the patriarch of the Zhangsun Clan, who had just escaped not too far away, immediately turned green. He suddenly regretted his decision to avoid the battle …
The reputation of running away was not as good as suffering a setback!
However, if he were to go back and fight with this little devil and the Yuan Family's White Hair so that others could take advantage of him, he wouldn't do it. He just stood to the side with an ashen face and secretly gritted his teeth, thinking that after he took down this little devil, he would definitely teach him a lesson!
"Little Friend Fang, the Divine Continent is dangerous. Come back to the Pure Land with us. We will protect you …"
Just as Fang Xing was wandering around looking for the patriarchs of the other eight great clans, a voice came from the side.
He turned his head and saw four or five figures standing in the fog. Their auras were also majestic, almost not inferior to the patriarchs of the ancient clans. Impressively, they were the cultivators from the Pure Land who had come to Yaochi to participate in the Saturn Peach Feast. At this time, they were actually secretly sending him voice transmissions …
"The patriarchs of the eight great clans were scared off, so I will use you guys to make up the numbers!"
Fang Xing's reply was straightforward. He stepped on the void and caught up to them, slashing out with his saber.
"Why does this little bastard slash at everyone he sees?"
When the people from the ancient clans from the Pure Land saw this scene, they couldn't help but curse in their hearts. However, they didn't want to become his main target. One of them angrily operated the secret technique of the ancient clan, and layers of fog descended, wrapping their bodies in layers. By the time Fang Xing slashed out with his sword, the sky was empty, and not a single figure could be seen. These people had already escaped hundreds of meters away.
"Don't run away if you have the guts …"
Fang Xing was furious. Just when he was fighting, he actually waved his sword and chased after them again.
"Little thief, enough of your arrogance!"
Before he could take two steps, he suddenly heard a cold shout coming from around him.
In the void, several ethereal and strange figures suddenly appeared. They stood at a special angle and pinched their hands together at the same time. At the same time, a strange confinement force began to appear around Fang Xing. Even an illusion appeared in front of his eyes. Above the Ninth Heaven, the stars were incomparably bright at this moment, and they turned into a star map that suppressed him. This kind of power was like a person facing the vast starry sky, and subconsciously, a kind of despair and powerlessness arose in the bottom of his heart, and he was willing to be suppressed …
Small Immortal Realm!
This scene surprised not only Fang Xing, but also the many forces who were eyeing him covetously.
They didn't expect that at this moment, Zhu Xiu of the Small Immortal Realm would directly attack, and they even joined forces to suppress Fang Xing directly!
All the members of the Gu Family were nervous, and there was even an amazing murderous aura!
Although none of them wanted to be cannon fodder and fight with Fang Xing and Bai Qianzhang, they also didn't want to watch Fang Xing fall into the hands of other forces. They could go up to consume Fang Xing's strength, but if they wanted to capture him, they could forget about it. If they went up to fight with Fang Xing, others would only think that they were a fool, and they would only benefit others. But if they wanted to capture Fang Xing, they would become Zhu Xiu's enemy!
Under the covetous gaze of the five people from the Small Immortal Realm, Fang Xing had been suppressed by them.
At this moment, a strange light flashed in Bai Qianzhang's eyes. He directly attacked from afar, and his Bloodthirsty Manic Blade slashed violently.
At the same time, Fang Xing, who was suppressed by a starry sky above his head, also had a ruthless look on his face. Above his Dharma Form, an amazing aura surged. At this time, he activated his spiritual power to the extreme, and even his body, which was in the middle of the Dharma Form, underwent a strange change. It became blurred, as if it was about to shrink. However, he finally had scruples about this, so he separated a trace of Divine Sense to protect his body, and at the same time, he activated all the other spiritual power. The Dharma Form expanded endlessly, and monstrous murderous aura condensed on top of his head and turned into raging flames!
"Want to suppress me? Do you have the ability?"
With a roar, Fang Xing swung his sword. All the raging flames condensed on his sword, and he slashed towards the sky.
"Boom!"
Bai Qianzhang's blade slashed from the outside, and Fang Xing's sword slashed from the inside. The two great forces converged and shattered the nebula-like suppressive force. Fang Xing's Dharma Form was wrapped in a rolling Demonic Cloud, and it rushed out like a meteor. Its momentum was unparalleled. At this moment, the momentum that erupted from its body was not inferior to that of a Yuanying cultivator in the Mahayana Realm. It was like a charging bull!
"A little interesting!"
At this moment, the golden-eyed man, who was called "Young Divine Lord" by Zhu Xiu of the Small Celestial Realm, who had been standing quietly on the mountain in the distance, seemed to be extremely excited. He could not suppress the fighting intent in his heart, and his body moved, and he rushed directly towards Fang Xing. His speed was simply indescribable. He did not use any footwork or body movement techniques at all. He purely relied on his own speed. In a flash, he had already appeared behind Fang Xing, and then he grabbed Fang Xing's Dharma Form with one hand.
"Young Divine Lord, you can't …"
When the experts from the Small Celestial Realm saw this scene, they were scared out of their wits. They were even more frightened than Fang Xing, who had escaped from the suppressive force. Almost subconsciously, all the experts operated their Celestial Methods at the same time. Nebulas manifested and shrouded Fang Xing and the golden-eyed man. When others saw this, they would think that they still wanted to suppress Fang Xing, but they did not know that they were actually extremely worried that the fight between Fang Xing and the golden-eyed man would be seen by others. The nebulas that were pulled over were purely used to hide the aura, and had no suppressive force.
"There are actually young experts like you among the mortals. I'm a little interested …"
The golden-eyed man's claw grabbed down, and the void was imprisoned. The strength was extremely terrifying, and his words were transmitted to the bottom of Fang Xing's heart.
"You dare to call me a mortal? What kind of birdman are you?"
Fang Xing was shocked in his heart, but he did not panic. The Dharma Form shook, and the Devil Qi surged into the sky, dispersing the power of imprisonment. Then, he waved his palm and attacked, colliding head-on with the claw. At the same time, his figure flipped over, and he kicked towards the golden-eyed man's face.
"Haha, you're a mortal, and I'm naturally … a god!"
The golden-eyed man's body trembled, and Fang Xing's kick actually missed, but his voice sounded from behind him.
"It's not a teleportation technique …"
Fang Xing was also shocked in his heart, "What a fast speed! Where did such a monster come from?"
As his thoughts raced, he did not even think, and the Demon Sword violently slashed, but it just happened to deflect the claw in front of him.
From the corner of his eyes, he saw that the golden-eyed man had disappeared, and in the lightning-like flowing light, a strange humanoid monster appeared. It was called a humanoid monster because it looked like a human, but it was very different from a human. It was like a human, but not like a human. It also did not look like a demon that had cultivated successfully. It did not have the demonic aura that demons had because they had stolen the secrets of heaven and cultivated into a human body. Instead, it was upright, and it looked very much like the noble aura of humans that had become the rulers of all living beings because they had inherited the fate of heaven and earth …
"What the hell is this thing?"
Fang Xing was a little stunned, and he cried out in surprise while defending against the attacks that were coming from everywhere.
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