Fighting skills are complicated to say, but they are actually simple. They are nothing more than the superposition of personal cultivation and magic skills. Now, Fang Xing's realm is not as good as anyone on the other side, and even the comprehension of immortal skills is not as good as the other party, but there is really no way to resist it. Enemy? Not necessarily, anyway, I was once a person who saw the half-step Dao. From this point of view, it is more natural than these people who rely on resources to form the Emperor Infant, and their abilities only depend on comprehending the immortal skills left by the ancestors. The younger generation is much stronger, but even he himself has not realized it before...
Mozu's words pointed out the man in the dream, and Fang Xing's heart suddenly rose with a wave of ruthlessness!
"Bastards, the wheel battle is very cool, isn't it, then let you see the tricks of the young master..."
Thinking in this way, a vigorous breath rose from the bottom of his heart, Fang Xing's eyes instantly turned blood red, and then Fa Xiang's six arms waved together, and the magic sword erupted with terrifying killing intent in an instant , slashed towards Meng Yunzhe, the emperor infant of the Meng family, this sword was desperate. Before, it was an injury for an injury, but now it can be said that it is his own life in exchange for someone else's injury, completely disregarding it. Himself, but because of this, this sword bloomed with far more power than before, smashing the endless mountain peaks in an instant.
"This little devil jumps over the wall in a hurry, trying to find me desperately..."
Meng Yunzhe, the master of the Meng Family's Emperor Infant, had his eyes flickering, and he made the right choice in an instant. After cultivating this method to the extreme, he can even control the stars, and directly incorporate the stars into himself to refine them and turn them into his own power. Although Meng Yunzhe has only a little understanding of this method, he can also escape himself into the earth. To behead him, first of all, he must sever the land, if he uses this land as his shield.
"These immortal techniques handed down by the ancient families are indeed true..."
Fang Xing's eyes were low, and he praised secretly in his heart. He knew that this group of people was really difficult to deal with, but in just one thought, he didn't slash towards the ground, and then waved one of his hands directly towards the air, with a rumbling sound, the sky All of a sudden, overcast clouds filled the sky, and a majestic torrential rain fell, covering a radius of several tens of miles. Every drop of rain carried sword intent, and fell on the ground one after another. Meng Yunzhe escaped into the ground, and it was powerful It is possible to get out from any place at any time and continue to fight, but Fang Xing suddenly broke the ground with rain, and the silk rain curtains were filled with sword intent, even if they couldn't hurt Meng Yunzhe, they could still make him miserable.
And at this moment, Meng Yunzhe from the Meng family hadn't won or even repelled, Fang Xing seemed to be crazy, laughed, and suddenly ignored Meng Yunzhe who had escaped into the ground, but turned around Siniang Xuan rushed towards the east, who was standing on a mountain peak watching the battle, slashed with a sword, and shouted: "Stinky bitch, my little man hasn't come yet, how dare you come to provoke me?"
Amidst the shouts, the sword light rained down heavily.
"well… "
Although Fuyao Gongxuan and Si Niang came, she never showed any intention of fighting with Fang, but at this moment, seeing this little devil rushing towards her, she felt a little helpless, and sighed softly , her figure scattered in all directions, turned into pieces of peach blossoms, and flew into the air. It was the great art of smelling incense that she realized when she was giving birth. Although they Yaochi fairies are noble, they are also She couldn't practice Fuyao Palace's Suppressing Immortal Technique, and that was the reason why she created this fragrance-smelling mantra.
And she has a very high status in Yaochi, and she can even handle some affairs of Fuyao Palace, but it is precisely because of her understanding that the scent-smelling mantra is extremely extraordinary, and it already has a little shadow of immortality. If it weren't for her Nascent Soul quality Not high, she is just a divine baby, and her future achievements are not expected by others, so Yaochi will not be willing to let her marry, and may even help her to be the next master of Yaochi.
"boom!"
The petals scattered and floated invisible, Fang Xing's sword fell in the air, the sword light was like a tide, and it actually split the mountain below her in half.
"Well, I don't want to be your enemy, and I even want to resolve the misunderstanding between us, but you caused too much trouble this time, directly disrupting the order of the entire Shenzhou. It can only be left to me to walk like this!"
Xuan Siniang's voice came from the air, but there was no one there, so it was elusive.
This time she came here in real body, and her strength was much stronger than last time.
However, if he wanted to continue fighting with him, Fang Xing still had to fight, but he didn't know what he was planning. A faint golden light actually bloomed, which was the blessing of the Buddhist mana, and then controlled the sky thunder with both hands, using the Buddha's law to stimulate the power of the divine thunder, and struck towards Yuan Shaomo overwhelmingly. Yuan Shaomo saw that Siniang Xuan was forced by him, Originally, he intended to catch up and stop him, but now he could only float around to avoid the thunder.
"And you bastard, give me a kick!"
After being dragged into Yuan Shaomo, Fang Xing acted like he was deliberately dying again. He used his Xiaoyao movement technique to the extreme, took a few steps in the air, and suddenly rushed to the top of the Han family's Han Jianxiao. With one step, his whole body seemed to have turned into a Feng Chan Dashan suppressed him fiercely. Facing the insulting style of attack, Han Jianxiao was furious, and his iron spear was like a dragon, pointing straight at the sky, trying to kill him, but Fang Xing made a move for everyone. , he immediately withdrew his hand, and slapped the Tianji Palace divination machine beside him...
"I hate seeing you fortune tellers..."
"hehe… "
That Bu Jizi had a childlike face and hefa, he looked like an old fairy, he was speechless when he was scolded as a fortune teller, but he didn't want to fight Fang Xing, so he moved away a little bit in a bland manner, avoiding Fang Xing from a distance Even with this slap, he still didn't intend to do anything.
"Coward..."
Fang Xing didn't chase after him. He cursed angrily, but rushed towards the sixth person. The urging style recorded in the Breaking Formation Sutra was performed directly. It was like turning into a battlefield behind him, bless him with endless murderous aura. , so that he was like a fierce god, forcibly slashing at that person three times, the sword was deadly, furious, and he was still cursing: "You bastard, why do you look familiar?"
That person looked like a young man with a sinister expression, but his cultivation was Nascent Soul Mahayana, but the quality of the Nascent Soul was just that of a divine infant. When Xinglai was fighting with him, he loudly scolded him for his past sins, but he didn't expect that this kid would forget about himself, and he only felt that he looked familiar...
All of a sudden, the anger in my heart was so strong that I almost burned myself.
"Devil, you broke into the tenth formation of Fengchan in the Northern Territory, and you beat to death my Taoist God Son, and cut off the luck of my family, but did you forget?"
In the furious words, he stepped back again and again, unwilling to take Fang Xing's attack head-on, but sternly cursed in his mouth.
"Shenzhou Northern Territory..."
Fang Xing was taken aback when he heard this, and then suddenly realized: "Ah, yes, you are the master of Yinling Dao..."
"Fuck you damn Yin Ling Taoist..."
The young man with a gloomy face almost fainted from anger, not to mention the anger in his heart...
Who in this world doesn't know that the master of Yinling Dao is a daughter...
Did this bastard really not recognize him or did he say that on purpose to anger him
"I'll kill you..."
Accompanied by infinite anger, his dharma grew infinitely, but holding a small talisman in both hands, he lifted it high into the air, and then flipped the talisman like a mountain, and hit Fang Xing with his head. Before it fell, the talisman was printed Endless thunder has burst out...
"This magic weapon is powerful..."
When Fang Xing saw this, his heart was also terrified, and he immediately used the free movement technique, pulled back, and looked at the last person.
In such a short period of time, he has already attacked six people in a row, but now he is only short of the last one...
This last person is obviously from Lihentian Little Immortal Realm, and I don't know what his status is, just looking at his cultivation base, he is a high-ranking Emperor Infant, and his aura is even more terrifying. I saw Fang Xing's way of attacking six people in a row Everyone knew that Fang Xing would be the next one to hit him, but he looked innocent, his eyes were gloomy, and he even looked at Fang Xing with a hint of sneer, full of disdain.
"It's clearly the rhythm that I'm ready to wait for myself to beat him..."
Fang Xing glanced at him, but stopped in the air, looked at him fixedly, and suddenly cursed: "I'll go to your uncle..."
After cursing, turn around and run away...
The master of the Little Immortal Realm who was already ready to make a move was stunned for a moment, a little unexpected, but soon a strong murderous aura rose. With his status, he would be insulted like this? This made him angry. Fang Xing didn't come to hit him, but he took the initiative to strike. With a muffled snort, he raised his hand to grab Fang Xing. That palm turned into an infinite illusion, like a god's attack!
Seven people!
It would have been tough enough to deal with one of them, but Fang Xing was so miserable that he didn't want to die, and he provoked seven of them in an instant.
This immediately plunged him into an extremely dangerous situation. Now, in order to avoid the grasp of the masters of the Little Immortal Realm, he fled to the middle, but by chance, he stood among the great masters. Soon after, all the masters who reacted, all kinds of divine light and immortal techniques came towards him. The divine light said, he was trapped in the center, like an ant about to be submerged...
"it's time… "
In what seemed to be the most dangerous situation, Fang Xing was also the calmest. He let out a breath slowly, and then raised his hands!
At this moment, the color of the world suddenly changed, and an indescribably strange environment appeared around him...
The world seems to have turned into a large formation, and he is in the middle of the formation, controlling all the power between the heaven and the earth!
Fang Xing murmured deeply, and whispered slowly: "I'll let you guys see my half-step Dao method..."
Seeing that the other party had shot so fast and approached him, his face changed drastically: "... Damn, I don't have time to think of the name, let's talk about it after hitting!"