Chapter 584

Just practice every day and night like this, point out Lilia's sword skills from time to time, fight against Tyrant, or go to Daxi City to eat something, and at the same time condense the etheric organ, learn the magic circle, and integrate the swordsmanship, unconsciously Another half month passed.

Fang Xingjian finally merged the Sword of Emptiness and Chasing Light Sword into waves, and at the same time, added a little bit of the sword glow of the Sword of Unsteadiness into it.

The Void Sword travels through the void, integrating offense and defense.

The speed of the light-chasing sword wave is extremely high, and it is impossible to guard against.

The sword of no firmness is even more indestructible, even the light can be cut off.

If these three swords can be integrated into one and used in one move, it will naturally be extremely powerful.

In addition, Fang Xingjian also has a vague understanding of the way of the magic circle. He just needs to find an opportunity to try it out and find a way to integrate it into the sword technique.

That night, when Fang Xingjian fused the three major sword moves, he suddenly opened his eyes, burst out a three-foot sword light, and looked towards the north of Daxi Province.

"Um?"

A sudden feeling rose from his heart, making Fang Xingjian feel something strange, as if something related to him had happened, but he didn't feel any danger.

"Go and have a look."

Knowing that a whim would not appear for no reason, Fang Xingjian stood up, stepped out lightly, and within a few flashes of his whole body, he had shuttled out of the Holy Land, and then soared into the sky, flying towards the north of Daxi City.

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Just before Fang Xingjian flew out of the city, in the north of Daxi City, among the civilian villages outside the city, a knight led two of his men towards an alley.

The knight had thick blond hair and was handsome, but at the moment he had a frosty face, and said coldly: "This is already the tenth person missing, because they are all civilians, and the higher-ups don't pay attention to it, but I must not ignore it. This time, we must catch him." See the traces of this evil religion."

Recently, some evil and religious forces have suddenly appeared in various parts of Daxi Prefecture.

In fact, Miracle World is a world with extraordinary power. As long as there are second-rank powerhouses, or even first-rank powerhouses with a little momentum, it's easy to form a sect.

However, once religion is out of control, it will be a disaster, so the empire has always been actively suppressing various religions.

"The sect that is appearing now is called Shang." The handsome knight said: "It is said that it was created by some small characters of the first turn, and the targets are often civilians, so the upper echelon didn't pay attention, but I couldn't ignore it. This time it can be said to be our private action, and you have considered it clearly."

Behind him, there were two knights, a man and a woman, both of them froze when they heard the words, and said, "Captain, we are all at your command."

"good."

In the space gap, Fang Xingjian frowned slightly: "Shang? Evil, religion?" He secretly said in his heart: "Now that the seventh impact is getting closer and closer, forces and organizations in various places are constantly expanding their strength, and the situation will become more and more serious. Chaos, such things as sects, do have the soil to survive.

But my induction is fulfilled in this Shang? '

At the same time, in a corner of the civilian area, in the depths of a dark alley, in the courtyard of a large empty house, dozens of poor people in ragged clothes and haggard faces gathered here. Incantation, everyone's face is a look of reverence and fanaticism.

Behind the civilians, a tall man with tattoos on his face looked at the scene in front of him and nodded, with a satisfied look on his face.

Beside him was a short man who said, "Unfortunately, after we are resurrected, we have to practice again. We can only capture the bodies of these civilians. The recovery of strength is too slow."

The big man said: "It doesn't matter. If there is a sudden change today, we have all the experience, and we can recover our strength in a year or two at most." Thinking of this, a trace of fanaticism appeared in his eyes: "With our power, we have brought together history. There are boundless powerful people in the world, countless legendary figures, as long as they grow up in a year or two, they will be enough to unify the entire continent.

It is simply impossible for anyone to be our opponent. What's more, as our strength continues to grow, our power will also become stronger and stronger. It won't be long before we can prepare the bodies of first-rank or even second-rank powerhouses for adults, and let them be resurrected. The growth rate will be faster and faster . "

"It's a pity that Qingshan Zhenjun, Grand Duke Alba, and the saint can't be resurrected." The little man sighed: "The body that carries their consciousness needs is too strong, I'm afraid I need to find a second-rank or even a demigod powerhouse." Just do it."

Thinking of those legendary characters, the eyes of the two were filled with admiration.

"When Qingshan Zhenjun is resurrected, we will become the most powerful organization in the world in an instant. With his ability, it is only a matter of one sentence to overthrow the Creek royal family."

Just as the two were talking, the tattooed man suddenly raised his brows: "Huh? Is someone here?"

As he sprinted, he came under a wall, and then punched out, like the roar of a cannon, the whole fist had already destroyed the wall, and blasted towards the enemy behind the wall.

But at the same time as he punched, a roar erupted from the other side of the wall, and the same punch collided with him.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, the sound of muscular explosions kept coming back, and the handsome knight who was hiding behind the wall let out a muffled groan, and he had retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

The tattooed man sneered, kicked away the broken wall under his feet, and said, "Where did you come from to make trouble here?"

The handsome knight looked at the big tattooed man in front of him, frowned and said, "Who are you? I don't even remember that there is such a number one person in Daxi Province. If you turn to the peak strength, you shouldn't be an unknown person."

"Who am I, you are not qualified to know." The tattooed man proudly said: "There are two little mice left? How could they hide it from me? Come out."

While speaking, the figure of the tattooed man flickered, and in the next moment, dozens of afterimage phantoms were divided and attacked in all directions, and the two knights, a man and a woman, were also forced out with one move.

In the blink of an eye, the four of them fought together, and with every move the tattooed man made, he besieged with countless afterimages and phantoms, completely suppressing the three of them.

The handsome knight was surprised and said, "This is the Myriad Shadow Fist of Huan Ling Dao? It should have been lost two hundred years ago, how did you know it?"

"Recognize it now? It's too late. Follow me again with one punch and nine shadows." The big man laughed wildly and punched out. In an instant, nine phantoms flew out of his body, and each hit the three knights. Each of the phantoms actually showed the power of a tattooed man with all his strength.

Amidst the explosion of layers of air, the three knights fell to the ground and couldn't get up.