Chapter 1214 Fang Xing Is Bold

No one believes in the "great opportunities" mentioned in the legend of the Little Immortal Realm, nor does they believe that the Little Immortal Realm can have any opportunities that make them tempted. After all, at their level of cultivation, things are no longer what they used to be. The Divine Artifact of Tianyuan Qi Luck is about to be obtained, and the Baiduan Mountain Creation that can be used to create immortal soldiers has already been sent to Bai Qianzhang and Dapeng Evil King by Da Jinwu and others. To put it bluntly, except for the inheritance of the Demon in front of me , and the legendary Nine Palaces, what else is worthy of their hearts?

They even felt in their hearts that the descendant of the Little Immortal Realm must have gone crazy at this time. He actually tried to use such childish methods to lure Fang Xing and let him deal with the extremely dangerous God Son of the Night Clan alone. This really made everyone think they were fools. Can't?

All the little sage kings in Shenting are already so terrifying, let alone this legendary leader of the little sage kings?

Judging from their auras alone, all the Fengtian Alliance masters are already facing a formidable enemy. Even if they join forces, they probably won't be able to suppress him easily. Even the nine people who plan to take action already have a death wish in their hearts. They estimate that they will not be able to suppress him easily. Come out, if the nine people join forces to kill the Son of God of the Night Clan, there is a chance of success, but I'm afraid there will definitely be casualties among them...

If nine people join forces to avenge the death of several people, then if one person fights alone, he will die!

Who would make such a stupid bet with him?

But no one expected that Fang Xing would be quite moved by his attitude!

"Junior Brother Fang Xing, you must not do this. This boy..."

As soon as they heard this, someone spoke hurriedly, trying to persuade Fang Xing, but there was no need for them to persuade him. A roar suddenly sounded in the Nine Nether below, and the power of the God Son of the Night Clan who was slowly rising was rising. , now it has obviously reached a critical point, and it seems that the anger has finally reached the point where it breaks through the reason. The speed suddenly speeds up, and it turns into a wisp of black light, like a meteor rushing from the abyss. Jiuxiao crashed directly towards the cultivators suspended in mid-air...

There were no magical moves at all, he just rushed over!

Boom!

The void was directly cut in half by the black light, and the night seemed to be cut open from bottom to top by a pair of big scissors...

"No, let's avoid him for now..."

Song Guichan, Da Jinwu and others who were the first to bear the brunt flashed around at the same time. Lu Fengxian was eager to try and stabbed him with a halberd, but Kong Konger next to him swung his big stick and directly raised his Fangtian painted halberd. Lu Fengtian subconsciously About to get angry, Kong Kong'er had already shouted: "Don't you want to die?" This made Lu Fengxian hesitate for a moment, and then he realized that the Son of God of the Night Clan had arrived too quickly and in too much haste, and he felt trembling in his heart. With his arrogant fighting spirit in mind, Xiaoyao's body technique unfolded and he hurriedly swept to the side...

"Junior Brother Fang Xing..."

Wang Qiong was obviously half a beat slower than the others, and she was about to be hit by the black light. Now was the time of crisis. Although she was arrogant, she was not pedantic. She subconsciously shouted out. Li Hongyi and others Although the person was closer to her, it was clear that he was not in a position to save her, so she resolutely called out Fang Xing's name, and Fang Xing reacted quickly, throwing the skull over in an instant, and the black hole was The big mouth opened, swallowed Wang Qiong directly, and then flew away with her...

Boom!

It was too late to say, but it was too soon. Just as the black light rushed back, the figures of the nine people in the sky scattered in all directions at the same time.

It looked like he was in a very awkward shape!

At this moment, if they hadn't been very vigilant, they might have lost the lives of two or three people.

Especially Wang Qiong, who had just been rescued, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit that his path of cultivation was still short. Even though he could rely on the power of Shura to forcefully fight against the little saint Huamie of Shenting, but against him The Son of God of the Night Clan is still powerless to fight back!

This fierce battle has surpassed his current state!

As for the other cultivators, this counterattack by the Son of the Night Clan can be said to be a head start, completely overwhelming them in terms of momentum. However, they are all arrogant and arrogant, and they can practice to this level at a young age. Realm, ambition and courage are not limited. Being hit by the God of the Night Clan, everyone's anger surged. Lu Fengxian, who had no choice but to avoid the collision, took the lead and rushed forward with a roar. Fang Tian The painted halberd drew a perfect circle and stabbed straight into the middle of the black light!

"I don't believe there are creatures stronger than me in the world..."

Kongkong'er of the Great Holy Mountain also grinned, swung his big stick, and smashed it hard, clearly arousing real fire.

"Uh-huh!"

There was a person next to him, wearing a black robe, holding a short gun. Without saying a word, his figure flew hundreds of feet and chased straight towards the black light. The short gun in his hand was like a writing pen. A few strokes were made in the air, and it suddenly turned into a strange rune, forming an elusive trajectory, heading straight towards the Dark God Son of the Night Clan in the black light...

But it was Daxueshan disciple Han Ying who finally couldn't help but take action.

However, in terms of speed, Shenxiu was obviously more powerful. The figure with fluttering white clothes appeared directly behind the God of the Night Clan. He gritted his teeth gently, and the wooden fish had become as big as a small mountain, quietly. The sound was as heavy as the sound of a mountain being knocked down.

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Rumble…

Tianyuan's creature skills are not easy, at this moment, four people fought back!

But the God Son of the Night Clan, with the sun and moon above his head, clearly showed his true ferocity at this moment. Seeing the beautiful wooden fish in front of his eyes, he was about to hit him on the head without knowing it, and the runes drawn by Han Ying were also about to hit him. It fell on him, but the black light where his figure was located spread out in an instant, suddenly turning into a cloud of black smoke and blending into the surrounding darkness, but the sound sounded deep in the void. He stood up and said: "Heir of the West Realm, even if you can sneak attack on immortals, you can't sneak attack on my night tribe creatures, because..."

"...We, the Night Clan, are secretly the nemesis of your Western Heaven Realm..."

"The greatest enemy in Buddhist legends, the terrifying Great Demon King, is from our Night Clan..."

With a cold shout, in the void, a big black hand suddenly fell down, and it hit Song Guichan, who was looking around vigilantly in the void. Song Guichan was obviously the same. The one who planned to come forward to fight back was just half a beat slower than the others. He only arrived halfway, but was a little further away from the others and was alone. Although the God of the Night Clan looked crazy, he was still thoughtful. He was so powerful that he immediately targeted him, obviously wanting to kill one or two people first...

"Roar……"

Song Guichan was so shocked that he raised his arms and lifted up a large black lake to stop the grab.

However, it was useless. Under the big black hand, the big lake was directly destroyed and torn apart. However, the big hand fell down without slowing down and grabbed his body fiercely. It seemed that he had no way to avoid it. If you can't avoid it, you can only be caught by this big hand!

"It's only been a few days since we saw the light of day again, and it's over like this?"

At this moment, Song Guichan had a strange look on his face, which sounded like despair and self-mockery.

Seeing that he couldn't take the blow no matter what, he simply sighed in a low voice, flicked his sleeves, and put them behind his back, looking up at the side that covered the sky and the sun. The huge black palm, with a very calm attitude...

"You are acting cool even when you are about to die. Why do I dislike you so much?"

It's a pity that this leisurely way of dying calmly was broken by Fang Xing's roar. No one else could rush to save him at this time, but Fang Xing could. His body couldn't catch up, but Bai Zhanhun However, the soldiers were able to get through, and rushed directly to Song Guichan's head in the lightning flash. Then, as his five fingers opened, it suddenly turned into a huge palm, and then he lifted it up to the sky. A loud sound was heard in the air, and two big hands collided dozens of feet above Song Guichan's head, causing the clouds to roar.

Click...

The Hundred Battle Soul Soldiers came up from the bottom, but seemed to be unable to withstand the palm of the Night Clan God Son. After the impact, they began to sink.

"Why don't you run away quickly..."

Fang Xing stared at Song Guichan and shouted, his eyes almost splitting.

Song Guichan was also stunned for a moment, and then he quickly flew hundreds of feet, turning his head to look at Fang Xing with a complicated expression.

It seems that even he did not expect that at this critical moment, Fang Xing saved his life.

"I won't thank you!"

After being silent for a few breaths, he suddenly spoke, his voice cold.

Fang Xing grinned and shouted: "It's okay, I'll just treat it as your thanks..."

Song Guichan was startled for a moment and took a breath, but he still didn't say anything else.

"Ha ha……"

Fang Xing didn't have time to say anything else to him, he laughed loudly, flew straight up into the sky, and shouted: "Shuangsheng, you are a shady bastard, haven't you always disliked me? ?Come, come, come and fight me..."

Boom!

He soared straight into the sky, and with a sudden shake, the Hundred Battle Soul Soldier flew into his hands with overwhelming momentum.

"I don't dislike you. You're not enough to make me..."

The God Son of the Night Clan was a little surprised by his challenge. After a slight silence, he spoke coldly with a contemptuous attitude.

"It's okay. I think you don't like it, so I just want to ask you, do you dare to come and fight me?"

Fang Xing looked around, his breath wild, and he added: "Just the two of us!"

"..."

Upon hearing these words, not only the Son of God of the Night Clan, but also the masters of the Fengtian Alliance were shocked.

And in the void below, the descendant of the little fairy world who was struggling to hold on suddenly laughed...

Fang Xing, who is only at the third level of Tribulation Transcendence, actually wants to fight alone with the Son of God of the Night Clan who claims to have the power to kill immortals?

Were you inspired by the words of the descendant from the fairy world?

In the stagnation, only Xiao Xue sighed softly at this moment, and his eyes softened.

"Junior Brother Fang, are you worried that too many people will be killed if we all besiege him?"