Chapter 877 Lesson

Fang Xingjian said coldly: "After you go back, I will unify the grasslands, and I will give you a list of supplies, and you will bring all the items on it to the imperial capital. From now on, the Iron Lion Court will be a vassal state of the empire.

Any questions? "

Goshawk Zuoxian King closed his eyes, sighed and said: "I understand, this trip to the south was done by my 11 holy generals and Tianshi King, it has nothing to do with the grassland people, I just hope that the national teacher can treat the grassland people kindly, Herdsmen, they are all innocent."

"Hmph, innocent or not, it's not up to you."

Injecting a sword intent into Goshawk Zuo Xianwang again, Fang Xingjian led the two of them leapt to the ground, and came in front of the Fourth Prince.

After explaining the results of the battle, Fang Xingjian then ordered: "Let them send all the top magic soldiers on the grassland and desert to Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan. I still need to build a magic weapon."

Although his White Bone Excalibur contains the sword intent of the moment, and he has practiced it with the method of reaching the sky, but it is still insufficient in essence. Although it is strong, it is not powerful enough, and the supernatural power does not show.

Then Fang Xingjian looked at Tyrant, Lanyue, Lanshengyueguang, the ancestor of the stars and others and said: "In the process of unifying the grassland and desert, there must be many stubborn people, so I ask a few people to suppress the frontier for me , clean up the unscrupulous ministers."

Even if the Eleven Sacred Generals and the Tianshi King have been killed, the rule among nations can never be smooth. There will inevitably be people in a nation who will resist to the end and would rather die than submit. This has nothing to do with the difference in strength.

"The national teacher is polite."

"This is what we should do."

Several people immediately agreed politely.

There was no way. In the past, their strength might not have been much weaker than Fang Xingjian's, but Fang Xingjian's progress speed exceeded their imagination, and his majesty was getting deeper and deeper. At this moment, they had to take it seriously when they just ordered a word.

"Lilia, Anderson..." Fang Xingjian looked at the young generation who had reached level 29 and even started to attack demigods, and said, "You will also go to the grassland or desert to eliminate the rebels. For you, It was also a good workout.”

This time the battle in the imperial capital made Fang Xingjian realize that the strength of his subordinates was still too weak, but he had magic patterns in his hands, and all the core personnel under him were also engraved with magic patterns, which actually had great potential for improvement.

So Fang Xingjian planned to give them some opportunities to hone themselves. If there were a few more god-level powerhouses, he wouldn't have to do many things himself.

Especially in the battle with the Holy See of Truth, it would be useful to have a few more gods.

Then he explained in the imperial capital, leaving a sword intent for the fourth prince to use to contact him at any time, Fang Xingjian stepped out and disappeared without a trace.

A group of people were left looking at the place where Fang Xingjian disappeared, sighing, worshiping, and admiring.

Fang Xingjian did not leave, but with a slight flash, he had already arrived in front of the Black Witch King and the Golden Witch King.

The Dark Witch King's complexion changed slightly, he bowed his head and said, "I have seen the national teacher."

Fang Xingjian gave the Dark Witch King a cold look, and suddenly struck out with his palm.

This palm is purely a palm propelled by Fang Xingjian with the magic body, the speed exceeds hundreds of times the speed of sound, but it does not reach the speed of light. The entire surface of the palm shone with a layer of chaotic brilliance, carrying a strange magical power, like the most terrifying weapon in the world, slowly rolling towards the Dark Witch King in front of him.

Seeing the palm slashed by Fang Xingjian, the Dark Witch King's expression changed, and as soon as he raised his hands, he brought up a thousand black shadows and moved towards the palm slashed by Fang Xingjian.

With this shot, the Black Witch King's hands seemed to be as heavy as mountains, the space was distorted, and the microcosm was boiling, especially the layers of double images between his hands, which were his incarnation outside the body. He joined forces together, and received the palm that Fang Xing had cut from the sword.

But just now when he instinctively made such an action to take over, the Dark Witch King regretted it.

Because the force of Fang Xingjian's palm hadn't hit him yet, just the shock wave formed by whipping the air hit his body, which already made him feel like his body was about to collapse.

"Damn it! Do you think it's so exciting?"

Although many strong men who watched Fang Xingjian fight alone in the grassland desert before, already understood that Fang Xingjian's power at this moment was extremely powerful, and he could kill ordinary god-level strong men with every move.

But the Black Witch King has not made progress during this period. In the past two months, through continuous comprehension of the mysteries on the wordless tablet, the Black Witch King's martial arts will, as well as his understanding of the operation of power, the mysteries of martial arts, and the microcosm. made profound progress.

He himself reckoned that even if he wasn't Fang Xingjian's opponent, he would always be able to receive such a random slap pushed by the magic body.

But the truth is, he really can't take it.

There was a muffled bang, and the wind howled, and a darkness in the sky suddenly spread out, as if the void had been exploded and the space had been shattered.

However, as the power dissipated and the distorted space recovered, the darkness in the sky gradually disappeared and the light returned.

The body of the Black Witch King was shattered into debris, and then slowly reassembled, turning into the appearance of the black-robed old man again.

Fang Xingjian looked at the Dark Witch King coldly and said: "Don't play tricks in front of me, Dark Witch King, I want to kill you, it's just a matter of wanting or not.

If it weren't for the time when the empire was employing people, you would have died just now. "

It was almost the first time the martial arts will scanned the Dark Witch King, Fang Xingjian understood the opponent's strength and state, and also understood that the opponent was playing tricks.

However, the matter of fully cooperating with wizards is still the top secret of the empire, so Fang Xingjian came to see the Dark Wizard King alone.

Hearing Fang Xingjian's words, the Dark Witch King narrowed his eyes slightly, as if violent emotions were brewing in it.

What kind of status is he, when was he insulted like this by a junior.

Fang Xingjian saw that he was still dissatisfied, and said coldly: "Hmph, it seems that you still have some means to use, so that's good, I will not dodge or hide here, how about taking your trick?"

There was a flash of emotion in the eyes of the Black Witch King, but after a while, it finally went out, and said with a smile: "I don't know if I don't try it. I didn't do it this time. I definitely won't do it." There is a next time."

Fang Xingjian glanced at him indifferently, there was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes, as confused as the heaven and universe.

"This is the best. If there is a next time, then there is no need for the black robe lineage to exist."

After teaching the Dark Witch King a lesson, Fang Xingjian continued to order: "Next, I will leave a clone to sit in the imperial capital, and the main body will go to the earth to practice. The two of you will still guard the demon capital and the imperial capital separately. Don't neglect it."

Both the Golden Witch King and the Black Witch King lowered their tall heads at this moment, saying: "Obey."

A moment later, Fang Xingjian left 10% of his power to sit in the imperial capital, and the remaining 90% of his power directly crossed the earth, returned to the stars, and continued to practice with the help of the sun.

10% of the power sitting in the imperial capital is not wasted, but is here to use the resources of the major forces to practice.

In this way, both sides are cultivating with the resources of the two worlds at the same time, and Fang Xingjian is constantly improving his own strength.

At the same time, just as Fang Xingjian swept away the Iron Lion Court and saved the imperial capital from danger, great changes took place in the four states captured by the grassland.

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I still haven’t been able to write all four chapters. I’ll try it tomorrow. I’m sure I’ll make up for it. It’s just that I have a lot of work recently, so it will be slower.