But Fang Xing and Jinwu fell on the jade case, thinking that they were out of danger, when they looked up, they saw the fat Taoist, and immediately let out a sweep of surprise, while the fat Taoist suddenly collapsed, although he was also thinking in his heart, Will Fang Xing, the little bastard, show up again, to help himself out of the predicament like before, but who would have thought that he would fall from above
"you you… "
Before the fat Taoist could ask a word, Fang Xing's face suddenly changed again, and he jumped up with a "whoosh".
He had already faintly felt that the dangerous aura rose sharply in the purple mist above, and it seemed that the ghost slave was chasing him down.
"Ouch, help me, friend..."
As soon as he raised his head, he saw Ying Shihou, the lord of the Hundred Beasts Sect, standing there with a confused expression on his face. Fang Xing let out a loud cry, and rushed towards Ying Shihou with the Golden Crow in his hands. He was taller than him, but he was in awe of Qingqiu Tomb. For a moment, seeing Fang Xing fell from the top, he was surprised, but also deeply afraid, so he didn't dare to attack him.
Seeing him rushing, he just turned to the side and looked at him vigilantly.
And Fang Xing didn't intend to fight him, rushed past him, and hid behind him.
Ying Shihou was puzzled and was about to ask a question when he suddenly felt several extremely dangerous auras.
"Om..."
With no time to think about it, Ying Shi roared and turned around suddenly, pushing out his hands. Above his head, a phantom of a male lion with nine heads appeared and turned into a barrier, blocking him and roaring into the air.
At this moment, in the purple mist, a woman in white clothes suddenly appeared, her breath locked on Fang Xing behind Ying Shi's roar, she rushed towards Fang Xing in an instant, and grabbed Fang Xing, but it was a dead thing , I don't know how to be flexible, even if Fang Xing was blocked by Ying Shihou, he rushed straight over. It looked like he was directly grabbing Ying Shihou...
Ying Shihou sensed the terrifying aura on her body, roared in fright, and resisted desperately.
"Om..."
The woman in white clawed at Ying Shihou's chest, but at this moment, the skin on her body suddenly began to crack, turning into fly ash and floating in the air... In fact, after she rushed out of the range covered by the purple mist, Afterwards, this change began to appear. Without the protection of Ziwu, her body began to decay, little by little, turning into flying ash...
Seeing that this grab was about to catch the lion's roar, her body also turned into fly ash with a bang.
That kind of purple mist is a poisonous miasma to practitioners, extremely difficult to resist, but to her, it is equal to a protection.
After breaking away from the poisonous fog and appearing in the air, her body couldn't stop collapsing.
And at this time, she had even scratched through the barrier in front of Ying Shihou, and she was only a finger away from touching him.
Responding to the lion's roar and establishing the foundation majesticly, at this moment, the scared soul trembled, and a cold sweat broke out all over.
Elder Moye, who was not far from him, was taken aback and rushed to check his injuries.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Except for the ghost slave who rushed out at the beginning, the other ghost slaves seemed to have sensed that something was wrong. Even they who had no spirituality felt a kind of instinctive fear, and retreated into the purple mist one after another.
For a moment, the purple mist was surging, and the white skirt was looming.
Everyone panicked, but Fang Xing, the perpetrator, didn't panic. As soon as he saw the ghost slave retreating into the purple mist, he knew that he had escaped the catastrophe. When he rolled his eyes, he wanted to take advantage of the chaos and flee, but he didn't expect that, Although the surrounding crowd was chaotic, not everyone paid attention to him. In fact, from the moment he appeared, one person's attention immediately focused on him.
"It turned out to be... you, Brother Zhaoyang, hurry up and catch him..."
Ying Qiaoqiao was the first to yell, pointing at Fang Xing who was sneaking towards Taniguchi.
"Shua..."
Others didn't know Fang Xing's identity, and they were still a little dazed at this moment. Many people felt awed when they saw that Fang Xing had fallen from the purple mist, and instead avoided him far away, but Chu Zhaoyang had seen Fang Xing fall from the purple fog. Fang Xing, who was reminded by Ying Qiaoqiao's yell at this time, immediately recognized Fang Xing as the little devil he had seen in Luanhuang Mountain back then, snorted coldly, and grabbed him.
At this moment, there was a sneer from the side, and another figure slanted out, it was Qi Heng.
Qi Heng had never met Fang Xing before, and he didn't know who Fang Xing was, but when he saw Fang Xing fall from the purple mist, he was a little shocked, and Ying Qiaoqiao yelled, asking Chu Zhaoyang to arrest him , I thought in my heart that there was some important secret about this kid, and that Ying Qiaoqiao wanted to help Chu Zhaoyang on purpose just like Cai Cai did, so she hurriedly snatched it out, and wanted to get the next line first.
Fang Xing was stunned, but he didn't expect that the two building foundations in the field didn't react and grabbed him for a while, but two young disciples rushed over fiercely. He had seen Chu Zhaoyang before, during the time in Sea Demon City Here, he also inquired about Qi Heng's appearance, and recognized at a glance that these two people were exactly the two people he planned to kill at first, so he was overjoyed, sneered, turned around and killed him.
When turning over and cutting out, there was nothing in his hand, but in the process of cutting out, the Azure Dragon and Jade Flame Knife had already appeared in his hand. In an instant, the evil spirit and the golden fire cloud were dazzling, and the hurricane breath enveloped the audience, fiercely With one blow, he slashed towards Chu Zhaoyang.
"Why is this kid so powerful?"
Chu Zhaoyang was taken aback, let out a muffled growl, and pushed his palms sharply to resist this move.
"Boom..."
When the vigor collided, the air seemed to explode, and the airflow between the fields was torn apart, like an explosion.
At this moment, Chu Zhaoyang let out a muffled growl, his feet couldn't stop stepping back, and his blood was surging.
In his heart, he was already extremely shocked. He never expected that Fang Xing was still a kid in the mid-stage of agility when he was in the barren mountain. It has skyrocketed like this, and it seems that it has faintly reached the peak of the eighth level of agility, and the power of this knife is so violent that he can't force it.
Qi Heng was a little slower than Chu Zhaoyang. Seeing this scene, he was shocked and walked away in an instant.
"Go to hell!"
Fang Xing sneered, and spread out a pair of golden wings with a "wow" sound behind his back, and more than a dozen sword lights whizzed out. Just as Qi Heng had the idea of retreating, the sword lights had already rushed in front of him, scaring him to the core All mourned, and hastily mobilized all the cultivation bases of the whole body to prop up the defense of the barrier technique, but under the strong attack of the hundred and eight thousand swords, the barrier could not resist at all and shattered.
"Shhhhhh..."
At least seven or eight sword lights rushed into his body in an instant, and then flew out from his back before disappearing.
Qi Heng stared blankly at the scar on his chest, as if he didn't expect the situation to take a turn for the worse in just the blink of an eye.
What I desperately wanted to grab... turned out to be death!
At this time, Fang Xing didn't pay attention to him at all. With the golden wings spread out behind his back, his whole body was already flying in mid-air. His speed was almost reaching the limit. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of Chu Zhaoyang. , Sword lights all over the sky fell towards him overwhelmingly, Chu Zhaoyang gave a muffled roar, and while retreating hurriedly, he raised all kinds of flying swords, talismans, and barriers to resist.
However, with the powerful attacking power of the Xuan Jue, all defenses were in vain, it shattered in response, and the sword light was as powerful as a broken bamboo.
"Whoosh..."
Fang Xing didn't hesitate, after the sword light broke all of Chu Zhaoyang's defenses, he leaned over and fell from the sky, swung his knife and slashed, Chu Zhaoyang tried his best to resist Fang Xing's sword light, even Before he could react, he felt a chill on his neck, and then he felt the world spinning, as if he was flying, and he turned around in the air for countless times, and was finally caught by a pair of hands.
The last thing he saw was the eyes of little junior sister Ying Qiaoqiao who were so frightened that they were almost dull.
"Zhaoyang... Qiheng..."
All of this happened in just two breaths.
The lord of Hundred Beasts Sect, Ying Shihou, was temporarily out of strength due to resisting the control of the ghost, while the second elder, Zhuji Moye, came over eagerly to check his injuries, and injected spiritual power into his body for a little test. The spiritual power urged the nine-headed lion demon spirit, and was defeated by the white-clothed woman again. He suffered a little backlash, and was temporarily out of strength, so he turned to look at Fang Xing.
However, when he turned around, he happened to see the scene where Fang Xing chopped off Chu Zhaoyang's head with a knife.
Turning his gaze again, he saw that Qi Heng was also falling backward stiffly, his chest was bloody and badly injured.
All of a sudden, this drastic change made Elder Moye almost unable to breathe even if he was at the Foundation Establishment Stage.
After being stunned for a moment, he roared violently, raised all his foundation building power, and slapped Fang Xing frantically.
At this time, Fang Xing cut off Chu Zhaoyang's head with a single knife, laughed, and spread his golden wings behind his back, and flew towards the Golden Crow. Pulling the fairy rope tied to the claws, Fang Xing was pulled over, but no matter how fast they were, they couldn't be faster than Elder Moye's palm at close range...
"Boom..."
Elder Moye's palm force struck from the air and hit Fang Xing's back heavily.
Fang Xing, who flew up, let out a muffled groan, and his body fell forward like a kite with a broken string, but at the same time that Elder Moye's palm hit him, a touch of golden yellow flashed across his chest The ray of light circled around and disappeared in a flash.
"Ah, kid, you won't be beaten to death, will you?"
The Golden Crow was shocked, and before he could see Fang Xing's injuries, he dragged him away with the immortal ropes.
And the fat Taoist in the distance was also stunned by this series of changes. In a hurry, the hyena on the top of his head flew out of the sky.
When Ying Qiaoqiao saw this scene, her expression was startled, and then turned into ecstasy...
The palm of the foundation building stage hit the body so firmly, this little devil... should be dead, right
In such a daze, the Golden Crow had already spread its wings and fled towards the mouth of the valley, but the fairy ropes on its claws pulled Fang Xing and fled in the air.
"Hahahaha, old man, I have written down your palm, I will give you two palms another day..."
Fang Xing, who was hanging in the air as if dead, suddenly turned over and jumped onto Jinwu's back, laughing and walking away.
"Wow..."
Seeing that the kid was fine after taking Elder Moye's palm forcibly, all the disciples of the Hundred Beasts Sect were in an uproar.
Those who had never seen Fang Xing before were already in awe of this young man who fell from the sky, but when they saw this scene, they became even more frightened.
Descending from the sky, in front of the two great foundation building masters, violently killed people, fled wildly...
Is this person... an immortal demon
A strange sense of fear struck Ying Qiaoqiao's heartstrings, and she suddenly burst into tears.
"Who is this person?"
At this moment, a voice asked faintly, it was Ye Guyin.