To fight head-to-head with Taishi Chier and Zhou Xianjue from Shenzhou
The hearts of all the monsters in the field were shocked, even the little dragon king of Canglanhai and senior brother Shenzhouhe showed a little surprised expression. Taishi Chi'er and Zhou Xianjue, one of the Shenzhou Chunyang Taoists, seem to be evenly matched in power. If they want to fight these two at the same time, it still seems a bit too presumptuous.
Taishi idiot, with a mortal body for seventy years, experienced the desolation of mortals, rose in ten years, established foundations and formed alchemy, and became famous in the demon land. Half a generation older, his strength can be regarded as the word "unfathomable", and the three zhang apes of the Great Sacred Mountain are fierce, crazy and crazy, and they are the two most strange freaks in the demon land.
In the demon land, everyone knows that he is not easy to provoke, but they don't know how difficult he is.
Some people speculate that his strength is not inferior to that of the Yaomai Daozi, and some people think that his strength has already surpassed his peers.
As for Shenzhou Chunyang Taoist Zhou Xianjue, the demon land doesn't know much about him, but only because this person is from the Shenzhou Taoist sect, it can be predicted that this person's cultivation is not bad, and he just cut through the sky with a single knife, and even revealed his super-mysterious skills His sword skill attainments.
Even after seeing Fang Xing's efforts to push back the combination of Hu Xianji and the others, showing their terrifying strength, the two of them are still unwilling to join forces. their strong self-confidence.
But in this situation, Fang Xing was unreasonable, and with a single sword, he surrounded the two of them into the battle circle at the same time.
"Boom!"
Facing this sword, Taishi Chi'er, who wanted to retreat, pinched a few finger tactics, and three ancient flying swords guarded his body, parrying Fang Xing's sword, but his figure couldn't stop it. Standing back and retreating, he had intended to let go of this battle, and just took the opportunity to get away from his body, and Zhou Xianjue faced Fang Xing's sword, but also set up two swords, and it was blocked by Fang Xing's sword in front of his chest. Splitting open, the two knives rattled, and sparks splashed in all directions. Even his figure couldn't help but floated back about ten feet, and there was already a hint of anger on his face.
"Fang Xing, put away your arrogance, if you can take me under my knife, a certain family will reward you with a family background!"
Zhou Xianjue yelled coldly, dispelling the attack of Fang Xing's sword, then flipped the scimitar in his right hand, and slashed down obliquely. At this moment, with the momentum of the sword, eight thousand sword shadows appeared in the air , almost like a tide, shrouded Xiang Fangxing, and at the same time, the knife in his left hand was turned back, but it seemed that a heavenly gate opened behind his back, and water and fire appeared out of thin air in the space, and its momentum was soaring.
Fang Xinghun didn't care. The more he fought, the more excited he became, his pupils turned slightly red.
With a stern shout, he shook his wrist and drew out his sword.
Rumble!
In an instant, he slashed three swords towards Zhou Xianjue.
"Let you take the knife!"
"Let you take the knife!"
"Let you take the knife!"
Three consecutive drinks, one sound and one sword, the sword rolled up the turbulent void.
"Boom!"
The first sword slashed, concentrating infinite strange power, straight like a black dragon turning the sky, completely ignoring the shadow of the eight thousand swords, and forcibly slashed towards Zhou Xianjue. This sword has no moral meaning at all, only like a madman With a click of power, it was like breaking the void water mirror, and like that Zhou Xianjue's sword intent like flowing clouds and spring water, a very discordant black light suddenly appeared.
The sky was full of clouds and sword intent, but it was broken for a while, and it didn't work well.
After that, before Zhou Xianjue could react, Fang Xing's second sword had already struck.
This sword split the void, rolled up endless water, fire, wind and thunder in the air, like a tornado, and covered the bald head.
Zhou Xianjue only felt that the mysterious saber technique was blocked in his chest before he could use it, and he was about to go mad with anger, but at this time Fang Xing's third sword had arrived, nothing fancy, simple, and wiped towards his neck , One sword will take people's heads.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
In this situation, no matter how much Zhou Xianjue hated him, he could only take the defensive position temporarily and forcibly received the three swords.
Every time the sword strikes, he shakes his body and rushes back.
After three strikes, he retreated like a lightning bolt, falling into the void like a meteor.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Fang Xing yelled loudly and didn't pursue him. He just swung his sword back and flew towards Taishi Chi'er again.
"Seventy years of studying the scriptures is just like a hairpin waiting in the dowry..."
Seeing Fang Xing's three swords smashing Zhou Xianjue into the air, Taishi Chi'er's eyes lit up slightly. With a slight flick of his sleeve, a blue ancient sword hung in the air. Then another sword appeared, and finally three bronze swords of primitive simplicity appeared beside him, hanging lightly in the air.
Three ancient swords, one is red, one is cyan, and the other is gold, with dense cloud patterns and full of spirituality.
Looking at the three ancient swords, Taishi Chi'er was as gentle as looking at a lover, gently stroking the three ancient swords with his pale and slender palm, and said in a low voice: "I met you three by chance when I was ten years old. It is a pity that you are too evil, I am a strong soul, I studied the scriptures for seventy years, and then practiced, built the foundation in three years, and formed the alchemy in seven years. I have never let you reproduce the fierceness of the past. Wei, counting now, you are inside the sword box, and you have been waiting for ninety years for me to take action..."
"Om!" "Om!" "Om!"
The three ancient swords trembled lightly, as if they had sensed them.
And Taishi Chi'er laughed loudly, and for a while, he was full of pride: "I will get out of the scabbard today and feed you with the blood of this son, and I will not be wronged you three. I will come back when I go to Shenzhou." Teach you to be famous... "
"Go, Yan Ruyu, behead this son and make a name for yourself!"
Taishi Chi'er saw that Fang Xing had rushed towards him, so he pointed at it side by side, and with a "buzz", the ancient scarlet sword disappeared.
Also at this time, a thin red line appeared in the air, piercing Fang Xing who was flying towards him.
A red line is like a beauty, and the sword kills with a strong killing intent, but it is extremely poignant and beautiful, like a beauty weeping softly.
But at this time, if someone can get closer and look closely, you can see that the vermilion sword is covered with silk patterns, which actually form the appearance of a beauty dressing up. This sword is called "Yan Ruyu", and its artistic conception is also like this. Beauty is generally heart-wrenching.
It's a pity that this sword encountered the bandit Fang Xing.
If you want to say what Uncle Fang hates the most in this life, there is no other choice!
Just read!
At that time, literacy was only persisted after being pointed at by the uncle, let alone reading moral articles.
It is precisely because of this that Uncle Fang beats up every scholar he sees. This is a matter of principle and must be persisted!
Not to mention that Fang Xing, who was rushing forward, had no fear of this flimsy sword, even the huge black sword in his hand trembled slightly when he saw the vermilion patina, revealing a faint Excitement... Speaking of preparation, the feeling is like the eyes of a reckless man who butchers cattle and dogs every day sees the lady of the next-door husband's family.
"Whew..."
A sword flew across the sky, like spring rain falling on the ground, the beauty burst into tears, and before she knew it, she had already slashed in front of Fang Xing.
Taishi Chi'er put his hands behind his back, and a hint of arrogance appeared on his thin face.
Who said that cultivation must be brutally fought like other people, competing for resources
Who said that one cannot embark on the road of spiritual practice and obtain supernatural powers by reading books clearly
Look at me, I am a stone idiot, I have been studying for seventy years, I have a righteous heart, and I can use this ancient sword with a face like jade, I can still...
As soon as I thought of this, I suddenly froze and couldn't think about it anymore.
Because Fang Xing had already collided head-on with the ancient scarlet sword at this time, he thought that the sword would lightly chop off his head, but he didn't expect that Fang Xing's sword would be faster and faster, and the black giant sword made a "dang" sound. Just chopped on the ancient sword, then raised his hand and made another sword, raised his hand again and made another sword, made a backhand sword, reversed his hand and made another sword, oops, you want to run? Chase up and strike again...
He was still mumbling: "I will make you Yan Ruyu, I will make you Yan Ruyu, I will make you Yan Ruyu..."
Dang dang dang, clear and repeated, the black giant sword revived a touch of spirituality, which was extremely joyful.
Well, it's as fun as when a butcher catches the lady next door to spank her ass!
"Om..."
After receiving several blows, even the scarlet ancient sword wailed, and a crack appeared on the sword.
Taishi's idiot's eye circles were red with anxiety, he didn't care about anything else, he pointed and shouted: "Qian Zhongsu, go!"
"Whoosh!"
The blue ancient sword swept away, carrying the vast greenness of the world, as straight as green grass.
However, as soon as he went away, there was a clanging sound in the void, accompanied by a burst of cursing: "I will let you Qianzhongsu, I will let you Qianzhongsu, I will let you Qianzhongsu..." Fang Xing Swinging the huge black sword, he drove the cyan patina to run in the air, chasing and slashing, while the vermilion patina stayed a hundred feet away, and dared not approach it.
"How...how could this be?"
Taishi Chi'er is really crazy now, or rather dumbfounded.
Seventy years of reading and understanding, ten years of practice, and nine years of cultivating one's character, and now one year short of a hundred years old, it is the first time in ninety years that he has fought against others in a formal occasion. It seems that he became famous in one fell swoop with the help of three ancient swords. Thinking that such a situation would happen? Don't these three ancient swords all have the Dao hand in hand? Aren't they all capable of disturbing the heart of a human being and beheading a soul with a sword? How did it become such a situation of being chased and beaten
“Golden House…”
Under the circumstances, Taishi Chi'er was about to release the third ancient sword, but he didn't expect that when he looked up, he saw that the human monk had already strode across the sky, and he held up the black giant sword and slashed, shouting loudly: "I will let you the golden house..."
"Om..."
The golden ancient sword flew away with a "swish", but it didn't slash towards Fang Xing, but...
... escaped!
Taishi Chi'er was completely frightened, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Golden House... Golden House, come back, Golden House..."