Chapter 1154 Friendship Begins with Cutting Off the Robe

From the beginning, Fang Xing felt that Lu Fengxian's behavior was a bit strange!

The first thing that made him feel strange was that Lu Fengxian actually cut off his relationship with him...

... Damn it, if others don’t know it, don’t you know it yourself?

This bastard doesn't treat anyone as a friend at all, and he certainly doesn't, so why would he cut off his robe?

The second strange thing is that at the beginning of the battle, Lu Feng swung a halberd first, and he fought with the magic sword. Both sides charged towards each other. When they passed each other, he looked directly into his eyes and said: That sentence: "Are you surrendering to the Divine Court to save your life? Haha, how could someone push a cunning person like you to the point where you have to surrender to the Divine Court to save your life? Even if you are really cornered and have no choice but to surrender to the Divine Court, how can it be possible? Are you really working so hard for the Divine Court?"

After hearing these words, his heart moved slightly and he looked at Lu Fengxian.

But this guy's expression had changed, and he was attacking towards me with a fierce look on his face.

Look at that look, I really want to kill myself with a halberd!

Fang Xing knew in his heart that if he was distracted in the slightest, he would chop him down without hesitation!

So he tried his best to fight!

In this battle between them, there was no compromise or concession at all, they were all fighting with all their strength, showing no mercy and no flaws.

The difference was that Fang Xing did not use the third level of tribulation power of his body, but only used all the power of the demon body.

And the little martial god Lu Fengxian did not use the four terrifying flags stuck behind his back...

Fang Xing didn't know what the purpose of that flag was, but he felt the power on it that made his heart beat with fear!

However, despite this, this battle also made Fang Xing extremely satisfied!

The battle with Lu Fengxian benefited him far more than the fierce battles with all his opponents in the previous few days.

What touched Fang Xingxin's heart even more was the red robe in his hand!

The red robe cut off by Lu Fengxian was printed with dense writings. As his fingers gently touched it, those writings turned into wisps of spiritual thoughts, and penetrated into them. His sea of ​​consciousness turned into a mysterious and profound scripture, which resonated with his soul, his consciousness, and even his source of truth. It buzzed like a big river, rolling eastward, and like a giant river. The whale flew across the sky, splashed on the sea, splashed up rows of earth-shaking waves, and swarmed crazily into the endless netherworld!

"Others believe you surrendered to the enemy, but I don't!"

The last sentence on the red robe is not a scripture, but the imprint of Lu Fengxian’s spiritual thoughts.

"I didn't expect that this bastard... actually has something less annoying..."

Fang Xing held the corner of his robe with nothing on it, and sat there in a daze for a long time, with a faint smile on his face.

There was a touch of sadness in the smile, which had never appeared on his face before.

"Don't be sad, even if they don't understand you now, they will always understand you in the future..."

The little princess of Yaochi had been watching him quietly. When she saw him like this, she thought it was because he had been cut off by a friend. She was a little sad, so she came over to hold his hand and comforted him in a low voice, but Fang Xing turned his head. Looking over at her, the sadness on his face disappeared, but the smile grew thicker. After a while, he laughed out loud: "How could I be sad? It's too late for me to be happy, haha, haha, this bastard What should I be afraid of if Dan cuts ties with me, because I am not friends with him in the first place..."

Smiling, smiling, but there was also a rare look of solemnity on his face. He sighed and shook his head, and his voice sounded deeply for a long time.

"However, since he cut off his robe and broke off his friendship, we have really become friends!"

This night passed quickly.

Before dawn, the cultivators had already arrived at Duzun City, the fifth city heading to the Immortals Alliance.

Today's Duzun City is already bustling with people, and countless monks have come here just to watch the battle. Watching the battle between the little martial god Lu Fengxian and the demon Fang Xing, in the fourth city, the legend that the little martial god Lu Fengxian cut off his robes and severed ties with the demon Fang Xing, and then went on a killing spree has spread throughout the Pure Land overnight and has become a legend. It was a topic that Tianyuan cultivators talked about a lot. On the first day, the two of them ended in a tie, which made countless people feel regretful. So on the fifth day, they rushed to Duzun City just to see the result of this battle. .

Before dawn, there was already a sea of ​​people outside Duzun City. Some people even built a platform suspended in mid-air with the help of a large formation high in the sky outside the city. It was more than 10,000 feet wide and about 1,000 feet high. Looking from a distance, It's much taller than the tallest building in Duzun City, and with the crowds surrounding it, it looks even more lively, and it looks more like a big city than Duzun City next to it.

"Little Valkyrie! Little Valkyrie! Little Valkyrie!"

Seeing that the sky was bright, many of the cultivators waiting around to watch the battle began to shout loudly, like waves.

Everyone is looking forward to the appearance of the little martial god Lu Fengxian, and the scene where he kills Fang Xing with a halberd.

At this time, Fang Xing had also come out of the city. He cooperated and walked straight through the void to the suspended ring. He sat cross-legged and meditated, waiting for Lu Fengxian to come in the midst of the noise. , as the night passed, he also thought about it a lot, and was actually looking forward to that guy's appearance. He had received a great gift from him, and he had to pay him back a share.

"Little Martial God! Little Martial God! Little Martial God..."

Fang Xing's appearance made the crowd around him even louder. I don't know how many people were shouting Lu Fengxian's name.

But for a long time, the expected scene of the little Martial God riding on a blood-red bone horse did not appear. The sun had risen very high, and all the cultivators were hoarse from shouting. However, the little Martial God Lu Fengxian did not even show his face. , no matter how strong the enthusiasm was, it slowly faded away in this slightly embarrassing scene. Gradually, some people began to show anxious looks and looked around.

"Why hasn't Little Valkyrie arrived yet?"

"Is there something unexpected?"

"With his ability, who can make him have an accident?"

In the midst of the discussion, someone finally whispered: "It couldn't be that... he was afraid of the fight and ran away, right?"

Everyone fell silent. They didn't want their passion to be wasted, and they didn't want the hero in their minds who could compete with the devil to become a coward who couldn't fight. Apart from being anxious, there was already a lot of anxiety in their hearts. A few people began to speculate in the wrong direction, and even some impatiently cursed, gradually forming a noisy and non-stop noise.

"What little warrior god is so frightened that he avoids fighting just because he hasn't taken down this devil in a day?"

"Shame! I was intimidated by this devil. I don't deserve to be called a little warrior god at all!"

"Where did this kid escape?"

The noise became louder and louder, and even Fang Xing in the aerial arena couldn't help but open his eyes.

"Is this bastard really not coming?"

He frowned and thought for a long time, but gradually felt relieved.

With Lu Fengxian's temperament, he liked to play conspiracy tricks at first, but after repeated setbacks, he completely gave up on the conspiracy path. But strangely, since he started to use martial arts to defeat all kinds of tricks, his strength has become stronger and stronger. , he has fully unleashed the potential of his natural fighting body. He is completely different now from when we first met him. He has almost turned into a monster with muscles all over his body. It is okay to let him act for one day, but let him act for a second time. Tian then comes over to act, and he probably won’t be able to act at all!

Thinking about it this way, I think it would be normal if he didn't come...

Just listening to the voices of those ghosts and Chongchong scolding him below the ring, I felt a little unhappy.

"Yesterday's battle was very enjoyable..."

Fang Xing had an idea in his mind, and his voice slowly sounded: "But it's hard for me to defeat the Lu family, and it's hard for him to defeat him. If we fight with each other, let alone seven days, even seventy days, we may not be able to tell the difference." I am a little confused about the victory or defeat. Haha, although the Lu family is in the Pure Land, he is also from China. I have always heard that there are many masters in the Pure Land, and they are not inferior to those in China. Why do I only see a few in China? People with eyes, but the Pure Land has not even seen a decent master until now? Where are they?"

Fang Xing's voice grew louder, suppressing all the discussions, like rolling thunder swinging in the air.

"This Holy Lord has suppressed his cultivation and only used the power of Nascent Soul. Doesn't anyone in the Pure Land dare to fight me?"

"I promise today that if I only use martial arts and no magical powers, no one in the Pure Land will dare to fight me?"

"I have been fighting for four days in a row without resting. No one in the Pure Land dares to fight me?"

This series of words were more ruthless than a sword. They cut off the face of many people and successfully aroused public anger.

Now we have gone deeper into the Pure Land, and were already close to the territory of the ancient Pure Land tribes. Here, among the cultivators watching the battle, we don’t know how many masters of the Pure Land ancient tribes are hiding. Originally, we just wanted to see the little martial god Lu Fengxian and the demon leader Fang Xing. As for the outcome of this battle, it is fine if Xiao Wushen wins. Even if he loses, with his ability, it must have consumed a lot of Demon Tou Fangxing's foundation. At that time, it will be up to him to step in and lightly If you can easily deal with the weakling demon, you will become famous in one fell swoop!

However, the absence of Xiao Wushen made all their plans come to nothing.

Most of the anger below the ring was caused by their embarrassment. They were really ashamed and angry.

In addition, Fang Xing's provocative words pointed the finger at the Pure Land Ancient Clan, which immediately made their faces feel burning.

Especially some people couldn't sit still after seeing the ugly face of Gu He on the top of the city and waving his hands gently.

"Devil, how dare you laugh at me that there is no one in my pure land? I'm here to fight you!"

Following a loud roar, a figure suddenly rose into the sky from below. It was an old man wearing a purple robe. He had already recognized it. He was actually the great elder of the Hundred Eyes Clan. He had superb cultivation and had hundreds of people. He was already an expert a few years ago, but he didn't expect that with his status, he would jump out at this time and become the first person to challenge the devil after the accidental disappearance of the little Martial God.

"I have long wanted to learn the skills of the devil Fang Xing, and today is the right time to do so!"

Another person jumped onto the ring with a gloomy expression, but someone recognized that this person was called Duan Longzi, and he was the son of a god.

In the ranking of the younger generation of the Ancient Clan, this person ranked among the top three, even above Beiming Xiao, the god son of the Beiming Clan back then.

Both of these two are masters who cannot be underestimated, and their reputations are probably not much weaker than those of the Little Martial God.

But after Fang Xing lowered his head and glanced at them, he calmly withdrew his gaze and said softly: "What else is coming?"

After a pause, he added: "Let's come together!"