From the very beginning, Fang Xing felt that Lu Fengxian's behavior was a bit strange!
The first thing that made him feel strange was that Lu Fengxian cut off his righteousness with himself...
... Damn, if others don't know, don't you know yourself
This bastard doesn't treat anyone as a friend at all, and of course he doesn't, so why should he cut his ass
And the second strange thing is that at the beginning of the battle, Lu Fengxian swung a halberd while he fought with a magic sword. The two sides charged at each other. When they passed each other, he looked straight into his eyes and said The sentence: "Are you going to Shenting to save your life? Hehe, how could someone force a cunning person like you to the point where you have to rely on serving Shenting to save your life? Even if you were really cornered and had to join Shenting, how could it be possible Is he really working so hard for Shenting?"
Hearing these words, his heart moved slightly, and he looked at Lu Fengxian.
But this guy's face has changed, with a fierce look on his face, he slashed towards him.
Looking at that appearance, I really wish I could kill myself with a halberd!
Fang Xing knew in his heart that if he was a little distracted, he would really chop himself without hesitation!
So he also tried his best to fight!
In this battle, they didn't give in or give in, they all fought with all their strength, without mercy, without any flaws.
The difference is that Fang Xing didn't use the tribulation-crossing power of the main body, but only used all the power of the demon body.
And the little Martial God Lu Fengxian did not use the four terrifying banners stuck behind his back...
Fang Xing didn't know what the banner was for, but he felt the power on it that made his heart skip a beat!
But even so, Fang Xing was extremely satisfied with this battle!
The battle with Lu Fengxian benefited him a lot more than the fierce battles with all his opponents in the previous few days.
And what touched Fang Xingxin even more was the red robe in his hand!
The red robe that was cut off by Lu Fengxian was imprinted with densely packed handwriting. As his fingers touched it lightly, those handwriting turned into strands of divine thoughts, which penetrated into it. His sea of consciousness turned into a mysterious and profound scripture, which resonated with his soul, his consciousness, and even his Dao source, buzzing like a big river, rolling eastward, and like a huge river. The whale turned into the sky, slammed into the sea, splashed rows of earth-shattering waves, and crazily flocked towards the endless nether world!
"Others believe you to join the enemy, but I don't believe it!"
The last sentence on the red robe is not scriptures, but the imprint of Lu Fengxian's spiritual sense.
"I didn't expect, this bastard... there is something less annoying..."
Fang Xing held the corner of the robe that was empty, and sat there for a long time in a daze, with a faint smile on his face.
Inside the smile, there was a hint of sadness, which had never appeared on his face before.
"Don't be sad, even if they don't understand you now, they always will..."
The little princess of Yaochi has been watching him quietly, seeing him like this, thinking that he was cut off by a friend, a little sad, so she came over and grabbed his hand, comforting him in a low voice, but Fang Xing turned his head Looking at her, the sadness on his face disappeared without a trace, but the smile became thicker and thicker. After a long while, he laughed outright: "How could I be sad? It's too late for me to be happy, haha, haha, this bastard What should I be afraid of if Dan cut off his righteousness with me, because I have never been friends with him... "
Laughing, smiling, but a rare dignified look appeared on his face, and he shook his head in regret, and it took a long time for his voice to resound.
"However, since he cut off his robe and declared his righteousness, we really have friendship!"
This night passed quickly.
Before dawn, Zhuxiu had arrived at the fifth city of the League of Immortals, Duzun City.
Today's Domineering City is already full of people. I don't know how many monks have come here just to watch the battle. Watching the battle between the little martial god Lu Fengxian and the devil Fang Xing, in the fourth city, the legend of the little martial god Lu Fengxian and the devil Fang Xing cutting off their robes and killing each other has spread throughout the Pure Land overnight and has become a It is a topic that Tianyuan Zhuxiu likes to talk about, and on the first day, the two of them ended in a tie, which made countless people feel regretful, so on the fifth day, they rushed to Duzun City one after another, just to see the result of this battle .
Before dawn, there were already crowds of people outside Duzun City. Some people even built a ring suspended in mid-air with the help of a large formation in the sky outside the city. It was more than ten thousand feet wide and about a thousand feet high. Going, it is much taller than the tallest building in Duzun City, coupled with the crowds of people, it looks even more lively, and it looks more like a big city than the Duzun City next to it.
"Little Valkyrie! Little Valkyrie! Little Valkyrie!"
Seeing that the sky was bright and all the cultivators around were waiting to watch the battle, they shouted like waves like waves.
Everyone was looking forward to the appearance of the little Martial God Lu Fengxian, and they were all waiting for the scene where he killed Fang Xing with a halberd.
At this time, Fang Xing had already come out of the city. He cooperated, stepped straight into the void, walked up to the hanging ring, sat down cross-legged, and meditated, waiting for Lu Fengqian to come in the midst of the noise. , After one night, he also thought about it a lot, but he was looking forward to that guy's appearance, since he got a big gift from him, he had to pay him back.
"Little Valkyrie! Little Valkyrie! Little Valkyrie..."
The appearance of Fang Xing made the surrounding people's voices even louder. I don't know how many people were calling Lu Fengxian's name.
But for a long time, the expected scene of the little warrior coming on a blood-red bone horse did not appear, the sun had already risen very high, Zhu Xiu's voice was hoarse, but the little warrior Lu Fengxian didn't even show his face No matter how strong the blood was, it slowly faded in this slightly embarrassing scene. Gradually, some people began to look anxiously, looking left and right.
"Why hasn't Martial God come yet?"
"Could it be an accident?"
"With his ability, who can make him accident?"
Amidst the discussion, someone finally whispered: "It can't be...he fled in fear of the battle, right?"
All the people fell silent. They didn't want to waste their enthusiasm, and they didn't want the hero who could rival the devil in their minds to become a shrinking turtle who was afraid of fighting. Few people began to speculate in a bad direction, and even some impatients were yelling, gradually forming a noisy, endlessly noisy.
"What little Martial God, just because he hasn't taken down the devil for a day, he is so scared that he avoids fighting?"
"Shame! To be intimidated by this devil, I don't deserve to be called a little warrior at all!"
"Where did this son escape?"
The noise became louder and louder, and even Fang Xing, who was on the air arena, couldn't help opening his eyes.
"Is this bastard really not coming?"
He frowned and thought for a long time, but his heart was gradually relieved.
With Lu Fengxian's temperament, he liked to play tricks at the beginning, but after repeated setbacks, he completely gave up on the way of conspiracy, but it's also strange, since he started to use martial arts to break all kinds of tricks, his strength has become stronger and stronger , He has completely brought out the potential of his natural combat body. Now he is completely different from when we first met him. He is almost turning into a muscular monster. Let him act for one day. Tian then came over to act, I guess he couldn't continue acting at all!
Thinking about it this way, I think it's normal for him not to come...
Just listening to the voices of those ghosts Chongchong starting to scold him below the ring, I felt a little uncomfortable.
"Yesterday's battle was very enjoyable..."
Fang Xing had an idea in his mind, and his voice slowly rang out: "But it is difficult for me to defeat that Lu family son, but it is also difficult for him to defeat him. If we are entangled in a battle, let alone seven days, even seventy days may not be able to separate them." I am a little confused about the victory or defeat, hehe, although the Lu family is in the Pure Land, he is also from Shenzhou. He has heard that there are many masters in the Pure Land, and he is not lost in Shenzhou. Why do I only see that there are a few in Shenzhou? People with eyes, but the pure land until now, have not even seen a decent master? Where are they?"
Fang Xing's voice gradually became louder, suppressing all the discussions, like rolling thunder in the air.
"My sage has already suppressed my cultivation, and I only use the power of Yuanying. No one in the Pure Land dares to fight me?"
"I promise today that only martial arts will be used, and no supernatural powers will be used. No one in the Pure Land will dare to fight me?"
"My sage has been fighting for four days and has never rested. No one in the Pure Land dares to fight me?"
This series of words is more ruthless than a sword. I don't know how many people's faces have been cut off, and they have successfully aroused public anger.
Now that it has penetrated deeper into the Pure Land, it was already close to the territory of the ancient Pure Land tribes. There are countless masters of the ancient Pure Land tribe hidden in the spectators below. Originally, I just wanted to see the little warrior Lu Fengxian and the devil Fang Xing As a result of this battle, if Xiao Wushen wins, that's fine. Even if he loses, with his ability, he must have consumed a lot of the devil Fang Xing's foundation. Fang Xing, who can easily deal with the devil at the end of his strength, will become famous in one fell swoop!
However, the absence of Xiao Wushen made all of their plans come to nothing.
Most of the anger below the ring was aroused by them after they were ashamed, and it was really embarrassing.
Coupled with Fang Xing's teasing words, pointing the finger at the ancient people of the Pure Land, it immediately made their faces feel hotter.
Especially some people couldn't sit still after seeing the ugly face of the ancient crane on the top of the wall and waving their hands lightly.
"Devil, how dare you laugh at me that there is no one in my pure land? This old man is here to fight you!"
With a loud roar, a figure suddenly rose into the sky from below, it was an old man in a purple robe, he had already recognized him, he was actually the Great Elder of the Baimu clan, with superb cultivation, hundreds of He was an expert a few years ago, but he didn't expect that with his status, he would jump out at this time and become the first person to challenge the devil after Xiao Wushen was missing unexpectedly.
"I have long wanted to learn the skills of the devil Fang Xing, and today is the right time!"
Another person jumped onto the ring with a gloomy expression, but someone recognized that this person's name was Duan Longzi, and he was the son of a clan of gods.
Among the rankings of the young generation of the ancient clan, this person was ranked in the top three, even above the Bei Ming Xiao, the god son of the Beiming clan.
Both of these two are masters that cannot be underestimated, and their reputation may not be much weaker than Xiaowushen.
But after Fang Xing looked down at them, he withdrew his gaze lightly, and said softly, "What else is coming?"
After a pause, he added: "Let's come together!"