"In three months, I have gone through eighty-six battles, I was injured four times, I escaped the traps of the old monsters three times, I killed one middle-level emperor infant, four fairy envoys from the small fairy world, and two clones of the emperor infant Mahayana old cultivator. Gu, four god infant Mahayana, sixteen upper-rank god infants, seventy-two blood infants and below, seventeen melees, the exact number of beheaded is not clear, and eleven treasure houses of various ethnic groups were robbed in the middle, and shops were burned One hundred and eighty-two seats, three sutra caves, beating children seven or eight times, peeking at fairies bathing four or five times, um, and catching rape once..."
Just when the whole of China was in turmoil because of him alone, Fang Xing was sitting cross-legged in a cave as if nothing had happened, counting how many disasters he had caused and how many people he had killed with his fingers. Ming simply looked at the black shadow floating in front of him with a serious face, and said seriously: "It's frightening to count by myself, is this sword sharp enough?"
"That's right, although it's still far from reaching the realm of the old man's million floating corpses, it can be regarded as a small test of the edge!"
Hei Ying nodded and said, "However, if you want to slash that sword, you're still a little too late..."
"It's almost hot?"
Fang Xing frowned: "It's almost enough..."
Hei Ying sneered, and said, "If you want to be lazy, I have no objection, anyway, it's not me who was cut by this sword!"
"Can you chat?"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes and didn't know how to answer it. After a long while, he frowned and said, "How many more people do we have to kill?"
Hei Ying said in a deep voice: "This old man doesn't know, it's just that you need the last bit of consonance!"
Fang Xing was slightly startled, and looked up at it.
Heiying sighed, and said in a deep voice: "Now you have almost accumulated murderous aura, just like casting a sword, you have already condensed the embryo of that sword, but the sharpness is not strong enough, and the killing intent is not pure enough, what is needed now is not Accumulate, but start!"
Fang Xing was silent for a while, and said, "How do you start?"
"There are many ways, but the easiest way is to kill someone!"
"Uh... what kind of person did you kill?"
Hei Ying said: "It's up to you whoever you find, but the cultivation level should be higher, and it's best for Emperor Ying to be above the rank!"
"Is the emperor's baby going up?"
Fang Xing frowned, and even glanced at Hei Jian several times.
Now he is also an Emperor Infant, but he has just conceived a short time ago, so he can only be regarded as a low-level child. Although his Nascent Soul quality is stronger than the average Emperor Infant, he also has the guidance of Sombra, nourishing Qi and enlightening the sword, and his strength has greatly increased , Even the middle-level Emperor Ying would dare to fight, but when it comes to the upper-level Emperor Ying, I still have some doubts in my heart. After all, it is an existence of the same quality, which is two levels higher than myself.
"Lack of confidence?"
Heiying smiled coldly, and said: "It is because you are not sure that you are asked to kill such a person. The old man's sword is not so easy to learn. Sword moves and some methods have been given to you a long time ago, but Jianxin you But I have never participated in it, and the old man's sword is a heavy sword, or the heart is the sword. If you only have sword moves, how much magic sword can you really use? Now what I give you is the sword Xin, hehe, if you follow the old man's wishes, you don't even need to cut that sword. You just need to obey the old man's instructions, kill people and refine your heart, and sooner or later you will reach the realm of the old man. Those real fairy seeds taught by false saints , chop everything like a melon..."
"Like you, in the end, someone cut off your body, shattered the immortal seed, put your body on the sword, and escorted you back to the Tianyuan Continent?"
Fang Xing said something faintly, instantly choking the black shadow speechless.
"Okay, do whatever you want, find a high-ranking emperor infant and chop it off!"
Hei Ying didn't want to talk to Fang Xing any more, waved his hand impatiently, and escaped into his consciousness.
"I really want to kill the high-level emperor infant..."
Fang Xing frowned, and pondered for a long time: "Then who should we kill?"
According to his temper, he really didn't want to provoke such an unsure opponent, but Heiying said it so decisively that he couldn't ignore it. But Fang Xing still subconsciously believed his words, but when he thought of the vast Tianyuan and the few emperor infants, none of them looked like soft scorpions, so how could he handle it
"somebody is coming!"
At this moment, the black shadow in the consciousness world suddenly reminded him in a deep voice, and at the same time, Fang Xing suddenly shuddered, and above his forehead, the three-headed and six-armed Nascent Soul dharma figure roared out in mid-air Opening the magic eye, Zhan Ran looked forward, and soon saw a golden aura with purple light rushing towards him. He was slightly startled and overjoyed.
"Fucking good luck, I just wanted to sleep and here comes the pillow..."
Overjoyed, he smiled all over his face and rubbed his hands excitedly. The dharma figure returned to his body and was about to go up to him.
After he became a Nascent Soul, the three-headed and six-armed demonic form of a human body has already turned into a dharma form. Not only has many transformation abilities out of thin air, but also some hidden divine powers have also appeared. This demonic eye is a kind of magic eye. Once opened, Nascent Soul's breath within ten thousand miles can be sensed, and one can even judge the other party's cultivation by the color and strength of the breath. It can be said that people already know the level of the other party before seeing it. He had escaped from the encirclement many times before, which was also related to this ability.
In normal times, it is difficult to see a person's Nascent Soul quality without fighting.
However, just when he was about to rush forward excitedly to get the knife on this hapless ghost, he suddenly jumped in his heart and looked towards the west again. In my position...
"A high-level divine baby?"
Fang Xing's heart condensed slightly, so he didn't catch up anymore, feeling something was wrong in his heart.
"There are still people coming!"
At this time, the black shadow in the Consciousness Realm reminded at the right time, and the voice was a little urgent.
Fang Xing also felt it without his reminding, and his eyes swept away, and suddenly became more and more deep.
In the west and north at this time, there was a breath of high-level cultivation rushing over. There were three high-level emperor infants, one middle-level emperor infant, one god infant Mahayana, and two upper-level god infants. Different directions vaguely surrounded Fang Xing's location. Judging by the direction of his breath, it was no coincidence. The short distance to Fang Xing was only about a thousand miles away, and the far one had already entered the range of 10,000 meters. Xing hung his heart tightly, and no longer cared about hiding it, he jumped into the air with a "whoosh".
"How can these bastards find me?"
His face was full of disbelief, and he was a little out of breath.
"Hey, if you walk too much at night, you will bump into ghosts. People like you who rely on fighting thoughts to walk the world will suffer sooner or later. Everyone in the world can't be a fool, unless your ability is really invincible. It can be regarded as crossing the world... "
The old ghost in the Consciousness Realm was still giving Fang Xing homework in an old-fashioned way.
What Fang Xing did during this period of time really made him a little admired, at least when he was at the same cultivation level as him back then, he didn't dare to do such an act of directly provoking a domain, but besides admiration, naturally he also felt a little dissatisfied. Convinced, I always feel that this little brat has achieved these great things with a lot of guts, and it can't be regarded as a real skill. Seeing him deflated, he gloats...
"Across the world, people beat him to the point where he lost his body like his grandson?"
Fang Xing sneered, and didn't know how to answer what he said, and said, "You run for your life first!"
"These bastards, chasing after my master is like chasing my wife..."
Fang Xing cursed angrily, turned around and ran away without the ancestor's reminder.
No matter how courageous he was, he did not dare to fight this group of people head-on. In the past three months, although there have been countless dangers and fierce battles, each opponent has been carefully selected. Knowing how to fight, he would run away immediately when he met a Taoist master or an old monster. Now this situation can be regarded as the most dangerous time in three months. People came from all three directions, north and north, like a huge encirclement, only the south had a way to escape...
It's just that it's in the south, but it's exactly the direction of Moyuan.
"These grandchildren..."
Fang Xing scolded, but he didn't dare to stay too long, he flew up, unfolded the free movement technique, and flew towards the south like smoke.
"Hehe, evil barrier, you've come to a dead end, do you still want to jump over the wall?"
In the north, a sneer sounded, but it was a man in green shirt, handsome and graceful, it was Yuan Shaomo.
"How dare your grandson call me a dog jumping over the wall?"
Fang Xingqi's hair exploded, and he turned around and cursed.
There is no harm in reading too much, you can already clearly hear the hidden meaning in other people's words.
"Dare to fight against Shenzhou alone, you have a lot of courage, but it's a pity that today will become a joke after all..."
From the other direction, a man in iron armor came from the sky with an iron gun in his hand, his body was full of cold light, like a cloud of snow.
"There are so many masters..."
Fang Xing complained in his heart, but he cursed all the way, and escaped even faster.
Although compared with these people who were chasing him, his cultivation realm was a little worse, but Xiaoyao Shenfa is a fairy scripture, extremely mysterious, and now he is running away, but the speed is not slow, and those people don't know if it is true He didn't have the same agility as him, or he deliberately let him flee to the south, but he didn't catch up for a while, but the encirclement didn't change at all, and someone raised a bronze compass and pointed at Fang Xing from afar. I made up my mind that even if he escaped for a while longer, I would not let him escape with the breath concealment technique...
"Whoosh..."
Under the bright moon, several rays of divine light pierced the sky, causing all the monks in Bai Yujing and even Moyuan to look up.
"It's the devil..."
"The people chasing behind are the third master of the Yuan family and the fourth master of the Han family..."
Due to the good fortune of the mysterious coffin in Moyuan area, the scattered cultivators gathered had not completely dispersed. There were many cultivators, but now they happened to be the witnesses of this scene. After the initial panic in my heart, I quickly became excited , I have already realized what I saw. The legend of the little devil Fang Xing fighting the Shenzhou alone has spread all over the Tianyuan Continent, and everyone knows it...
Now, suddenly in front of his eyes, will there be a result