As Huangfu Daozi came up to the altar, Fang Xing raised his head slightly and looked at him carefully.
This is a young man wearing a broken blue cassock, with a faint lotus imprint engraved between his brows, he looks very young, and it is impossible to tell that he is already thirty-five years old. At the age of four, he was expressionless, extremely handsome, with a slender figure, and when he was walking, it seemed that there were stars floating on his robes, as graceful as an immortal.
Is this the Daozi of the Huangfu family from the Yinhuang family by the Black Water Lake
Nan Zhan is the well-deserved No. 1 Arrogant, a young man who is famous for paying attention to the stele and ranks among the best in the sky.
The perfect divine residence in the minds of countless women, and the idol in the minds of countless men.
He is also the one who wants to kill himself!
As he approached step by step, Fang Xingchang let out a long breath and a sweet smile appeared on his face. Seeing that Huangfu Daozi was about to walk in front of him, he suddenly put down the grapes in his hand, and then from the side one The waitress took the tray with the wine jug in her hand, and then greeted her with a light smile. The smile was natural and harmless, and her eyes were full of joy.
"Daozi has worked hard, please drink this cup..."
Holding the tray in his hand, Fang Xing half-kneeled in front of Huangfu Daozi, and lifted the jug over the top.
This move was beyond everyone's expectations, and immediately made the waitress who was in charge of holding the jug turn pale with fright.
Even the ceremonial officer and the nanny in charge of educating these maids were secretly surprised.
The flowers, exotic fruits, and fine wine held by these maids are just a formality, and they follow the ancient rituals. It is just such a short process from the stage to the altar. Naturally, Huangfu Daozi will not be so greedy that he really eats it. A grape, or pouring a glass of wine to drink, not to mention those vulgar knight-errants who sniff a flower by their nose and smell it to show their suaveness.
It's just that Fang Xing came up to meet him at this time, and in this situation, it didn't look weird.
After all, the generals and servants of the entire Huangfu family are all smiling and cheerful, and Fang Xing's harmless smile and the joy in his eyes don't seem to be fake at all, which makes the unknowing People looked so natural that even Huangfu Jialan on the altar felt that this was probably an act arranged by the ritual officer, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Daozi Huangfu didn't notice any difference, but felt quite interesting. He smiled slightly, held the big sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, stretched out his fair and slender fingers, picked up the wine glass on the tray, and looked at Huangfu Jialan on the altar. He gestured slightly, and then gestured slightly to all the cultivators in the four directions. His unrestrained demeanor and that unparalleled handsome face really did not look like ordinary people.
"Daozi Huangfu, you really deserve to be a dragon among men..."
"I wish Huangfu Daozi to go to Shenzhou and make great achievements..."
In the crowd, some flattering monks yelled loudly and booed among the crowd.
For a moment, it seemed extremely lively, and even the faces of the generals of the Huangfu family could not help but smile.
And in this smile, Taoist Huangfu respected the surroundings, smiled slightly, and raised his head high: "All fellow Taoists drink victorious!"
Then he held the cup with both hands, brought it to his lips, raised his head and drank it...
In the crowd, all the monks suddenly burst into applause, and the atmosphere reached its peak.
Even Huangfu Jialan, who was standing on the stage, also sighed softly. The Daoist sons of this generation of Huangfu's family are truly extraordinary, much stronger than he was back then, and this son's luck is even more excellent. , and even encountered such a major event as the death of the mysterious coffin. When they go to Shenzhou, they may really be able to make a grand plan for the palace, making the wish of the Huangfu family to return to Shenzhou for many years come true...
And in mid-air, tens of miles away from the Huangfu family's residence, the four ancestors of the Daxue Mountain lineage were also watching from a distance. Astonishingly talented people, it can only be said that the luck of the Huangfu family is not only unabated, but even more prosperous. It may be very difficult for monk Nan Zhan to escape from the shackles of the Huangfu family...
At this time, Fang Xing, who was half kneeling in front of Huangfu Daozi, watched Huangfu Daozi raise his wine glass. Under the big sleeves, the clear and white ivory-like neck was exposed, and a murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. For a moment, the spiritual power that he had been deliberately suppressing in order to prevent being discovered by Jindan masters like Huangfu Jialan began to operate crazily at this moment.
"Chi..."
The movement of spiritual power was so crazy that the changing camouflage on his body suddenly tore apart at this moment, and the fragments scattered everywhere.
Fang Xing's real body suddenly jumped up at this moment, waving both hands, and there was already a black giant sword that was three times longer and three times wider than ordinary long swords in his hand. It was unusually ugly and unusually old. , but the evil spirit is also unusually heavy...
With a sharp roar, Fang Xing swung the huge black sword and slashed at Huangfu Daozi's neck.
At this moment, the spiritual power on his body was burning crazily at a speed ten times faster than usual, which is equivalent to that he fully exerted his own cultivation base between this sword, and it was on top of his head. , and even a looming black demonic energy emerged, which was the manifestation of the devil's embryo in his Dao foundation, and in the black demonic energy, purple was full of...
Purple Middle Grade Daoji!
The peak cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation establishment!
The monstrous spiritual power was completely burned in one strike, and was completely consumed!
Among them, it is the nameless kungfu given to him by the black giant sword that Fang Xing has recently comprehended day and night. Now that he has discovered that this technique is really incomparably profound, he has been participating in research day and night for a period of time, but has not made any progress, because this set of exercises is too difficult.
But at this time, he didn't care about it, and for the sake of his life, he used this set of exercises with all his strength.
At this moment, in order to kill people, he concentrated all his attention and kept his mind on one, and unexpectedly cut out the most perfect sword since he comprehended this technique.
The power emanating from this sword has even surpassed the sword that a monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm can slash.
From Fang Xing's violent start, he swung his sword and slashed, until the sword hit Huangfu Daozi's neck, there was no intermediate process.
In just an instant, the sword had already struck Huangfu Daozi's neck, and the sword's edge penetrated, and the cold air penetrated into Huangfu Daozi's neck. At this moment, Huangfu Daozi was also pleasantly surprised. Why did the waitress suddenly become such a weird character, killing herself with a sword, because a person like him would hardly be hurt secretly.
Even if there is an assassination, it seems that it shouldn't be at this time...
It's even more impossible for someone to pretend to be another person, but he didn't find out at all!
However, he didn't have time to think so much.
With a roar, the wine glass in his hand was thrown towards Fang Xing, and he pinched the mysterious formula with his left palm. In his palm, the image of a Xuanwu spirit beast suddenly appeared, and it used the thick and hard tortoise shell to block it and cut into it. The black giant sword in his neck, with the middle fingers of his right hand standing side by side like a sword, stabbed straight at Fang Xing's chest, his fingertips were full of sword intent, just like a real sharp sword.
Even in such a critical moment, he still defended and attacked, and displayed two astonishing profound techniques at the same time, revealing his astonishing strength. In Huangfu Daozi's heart, any one of his two profound techniques would be enough. To resolve his own crisis, it's a pity that what he's meeting now is Fang Xing, who has gone crazy to the extreme and is determined to take his head...
"Boom..."
Faced with Huangfu Daozi's finger sword stabbing at his chest, Fang Xing simply ignored him, his eyes widened, and he still concentrated all his spiritual power on the black giant sword in his hand, and slashed at Huangfu Daozi's neck fiercely. The power of this sword is so strong, there is a faint sense of the supreme sword intent to kill gods and Buddhas, and with Fang Xing's anger and murderous aura, he slashed straight down.
"Boom..."
The Xuanwu tortoise shell was broken, and it didn't even have any effect on blocking Fang Xing's sword.
The huge black sword shattered the tortoise shell almost without hesitation, cut off half of Huangfu Daozi's hand, and then slashed straight into his neck. At the same time, Huangfu Daozi's sword finger pierced Fang A blood hole was left directly on Xing's chest, but Fang Xing didn't even blink his eyebrows at this horrible wound, his face was full of cruelty and excitement.
"Pfft..."
The huge black sword swept across Huangfu Daozi's neck, and also froze his eyes and expression...
"Let you mess with me..."
Fang Xing swung the sword, and then screamed desperately. His voice was like a bell, and he was unparalleled in domineering. In the scream, he didn't stop for a moment, and his jumping figure didn't fall down. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it. Daozi Huangfu put his hair up in a bun, and with a flash of golden wings behind his back, he rushed into the sky. At this moment, a huge crow rushed out of the crowd, and at the same time, a black flag flew up.
This scene was really astonishing, like an invisible and terrifying hand, frightening all the monks around.
Even Huangfu Jialan, the Jindan monk who lives here in Huangfu's family, was stunned by this scene for two breaths. He didn't wake up until blood spurted three feet from Huangfu Daozi's neck cavity and turned into a blood-colored fountain. come here...
The blood in Huangfu Daozi's neck was splashed onto the red carpet, which was extremely dazzling.
Around, because of the valley, that loud shout was still echoing back and forth.
"Let you mess with me..."
"Let you mess with me..."
"Let you mess with me..."