Chapter 717 Retreat

As the news of Fang Xingjian repelling Alexander spread like flying, the entire empire was in an uproar. Countless forces and powerful people were shocked by Fang Xingjian's power. History was once again changed at this moment because of the strength of one person.

The title of Sword Emperor Fang Xingjian also spread like wildfire, becoming the representative of the world's top swordsmanship.

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Star Wuzhou, the location of the Moon Wheel Temple.

The entire sky seemed to be burning. Surrounded by flames, a round of bright moon shrouded the sky above the Moon Temple, turning into a light curtain to wrap the entire Moon Temple.

Flames descended from the sky one after another, hitting the light curtain like a shower of meteors. Every attack was like a sky crashing and the earth cracking. The aftermath of the attack caused ripples in the space, but no matter how hard they tried to control it, they still turned a radius of ten miles into a piece of red land, and the earth dried up. Like a desert, even the entire surface has sunk by more than 50 meters, leaving only the Moon Temple standing proudly.

But even so, the light curtain covering the temple became thinner and thinner, trembling constantly, as if it would collapse anytime and anywhere. Obviously, under repeated attacks, it can't last long.

The surrounding crowd surrounded the mountains with a distance of more than ten miles. They were all experts from various schools in Xingwu Prefecture, but they were just surrounding them, because this time they besieged the Moon Temple. The main force is not them.

They just came to watch the battle, to witness the rise of the new master of Star Martial State.

Xuexiu Xingwuzhou looked up at the sky, and saw three men floating in the sky. Among them, the head of the man had two curved horns on his head, and a thick tail protruding from the tailbone. , the two-meter-long tail whipped the air from time to time, making thunderous explosions.

It was this monster that radiated terrifying flames again and again, knocking down the door of the Moon Wheel Temple and making it impossible to get out.

Xingwuzhou Xuexiu sighed: "These wizards are really unscrupulous. Now that there are eight major states in the world, I am afraid that the other states have all fallen under the control of the wizard association."

While speaking, his eyes were full of worry and despair. The knights and titled knights from all major sects and aristocratic families looked at the three terrifying figures in the sky, and they also showed a sense of sadness.

The knights were so unscrupulously and completely suppressed by the wizard, which made their hearts feel sad.

The old man of Douzhan Hall and a few disciples also watched the battle. Seeing that the Moon Temple had no power to resist and just passively defended, the look of loneliness in his eyes became more and more serious.

A disciple beside him said dejectedly, "Master, are knights really inferior to wizards?"

The old man wanted to encourage his disciples, but seeing the eagerness of his disciples looking at him, and recalling the performance of the Moon Wheel Temple in the past few days, he just let out a breath and couldn't say a word.

The black-robed wizards had only been here for three days, and on the first day they seriously injured Lan Shengyueguang, who was at the second level of the god level, and Lan Yue, who was at the first level of the god level.

Although Lan Shengyue was severely injured by Fang Xingjian before, but he had recovered five or six successes during this period, but was still defeated by the opponent.

After that, the Ancestor of the Stars of the Wanxing Palace brought three hundred disciples to support him, but he couldn't hold it for ten minutes. In the end, he could only rely on the large formation of the Moon Wheel Temple to defend passively.

And the Wizards Association shot only one person.

This battle made many knights in Xingwu Prefecture see despair. The gap between knights and wizards was like a gap, which made them completely lose their confidence in cultivation. This blow was almost fatal.

In the sky, Fang Xingchen looked coldly at the Moon Temple under his feet. The horns on his head and the tail behind him were already thicker than before.

The height of the whole person reached 2.5 meters, and his whole body was covered with layers of purple cuticles. His thick arms seemed to contain the violent power of a volcano.

With every wave of his palm, hundreds of thousands of degrees of high-temperature plasma fire poured out, carrying enough power to burn everything and blasting towards the Moon Temple.

At this moment, with the support of red-type black magic, he is getting closer and closer to the appearance of the red evil god.

As one of the twelve series of wizards, one of the wizards who are best at frontal combat, the higher the cultivation level of the red series wizard, the closer the body structure will be to the red evil god.

As a disciple of the Black Witch King, Fang Xingchen can directly get the guidance of the Red Witch King, coupled with the blessings of the heaven and earth changes and infinite resources, and later got the Golden Witch King to perform black magic himself, allowing him to master the magic in advance. The strength after three years of self-cultivation.

Although the price was that he would not be able to increase his strength by relying on his own practice for the next six years, it also allowed him to step into the first level of the god level.

Obtaining the power of three years of cultivation in advance, the price is that he cannot get the power from self-cultivation for six consecutive years.

But Fang Xingchen knew that even if he couldn't cultivate by himself, he was confident that there were too many shortcuts he could take in this era of turbulent changes in the world.

What's more, if he didn't do this, Fang Xingchen knew that he might not be able to keep up with Shang Xingjian's footsteps for the rest of his life. In order to be able to get revenge, it was nothing to sacrifice a few years of cultivation and growth.

Once again, a ball of plasma fire was blasted down, hitting the light curtain outside the Moon Temple like a plasma cannon. Looking at the constantly trembling light curtain, a sneer appeared on the corner of Fang Xingchen's mouth: "It's almost ready, get ready!" Let's fight, we can break through this mosquito barrier in five minutes at most."

Behind him, the two nodded. Apart from a wizard in black robe, there was also a man with red skin and small horns on his head. He was Fang Qian's younger brother and Fang Xingchen's apostle.

After Fang Xingjian escaped, Li Shuanghua chose another genius from his family to be Fang Xingchen's apostle. This kind of evil black magic used the power of blood to unite the lives of the two.

Fang Xingchen can not only borrow the power of the apostle, but also transfer the injury to the opponent.

Fang Xingchen looked at the precarious Moon Temple under his feet, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

'That Lanyue, is that your woman Fang Xingjian? I'll let her know what the real hell is, even if I ask you for some interest in advance. '

Ever since he knew that the Dark Witch King was going to leave Xingwu State, he couldn't wait to lead the team over. The purpose was very simple, to take revenge on Fang Xingjian.

The flames of hatred burned in his eyes, and an incandescent flame burned from his palm.

But at the next moment, a will descended from the sky and exploded in the minds of the three.

"Shut up!"

Fang Xingchen was stunned and said, "Master?"

"Let's go, retreat."

Fang Xingchen said in a daze: "But I'm about to succeed, and everyone in Wuzhou is watching, we're withdrawing this time..."