Chapter 564 Scholar Meets Bandit

He actually wanted to fight Tai Shi Chi'er and Zhou Xianjue from China?

The hearts of all the demons in the field were greatly shocked. Even the Little Dragon King of Canglanhai and Brother Shenzhou He showed a slightly surprised expression. Although just now Fang Xing fought against the three major demons by himself, showing his immense power, but he faced him alone. Taishi Chi'er and Shenzhou Chunyang Dao Zhou Xianjue appear to be evenly matched in terms of power. If they want to fight these two at the same time, it still seems a bit overestimating their capabilities.

Taishi Chi'er, who has been a mortal for seventy years, experienced the aging and desolation of mortals, rose up in ten years, built the foundation and formed elixirs, and became famous in the demon world. Although he lived in the same century as Fox Fairy Ji and others, he is actually better than other Taoist disciples. Half a generation older, his strength can even be described as "unfathomable". Together with the three-foot-long ape in the Great Sacred Mountain, one is ferocious and the other is crazy, they are the two most famous freaks in the demon land.

In Demon Land, everyone knows that he is not easy to mess with, but they don't know how difficult he is.

Some people speculate that his strength is not inferior to that of the demons, while others believe that his strength has already surpassed that of his peers.

As for Zhou Xianjue, the Chunyang Dao of China, the demon world doesn't know much about him, but just because he was born in the Dao sect of China, it can be predicted that this person has a good level of cultivation. Skills in swordsmanship.

Even after seeing Fang Xing forcefully push back Fox Fairy Ji and the others' joint efforts, showing their terrifying strength, the two of them still refused to join forces. Firstly, they wanted to maintain their identities and were unwilling to do so. Secondly, it was undoubtedly revealed that gave them strong self-confidence.

But in this situation, Fang Xing was unreasonable and trapped the two of them into the battle circle at the same time with one strike of his sword.

"Bang!"

Taishi Chi'er, who was determined to retreat, faced this sword and made several finger gestures. Three ancient flying swords were guarded around him, blocking Fang Xing's sword, but his figure could not stop it. He retreated back. He had intended to give up the fight, and he just took the opportunity to move away. When Zhou Xianjue faced Fang Xing's sword, he also raised his two swords and held them in front of his chest. He was hit by Fang Xing's sword. Splitting, the two knives clicked, sparks flew everywhere, and even his figure couldn't help but float back about ten feet, with a hint of anger on his face.

"Fang Xing, put away your arrogance, and if you can resist my attack, a certain family will reward you with a birth certificate!"

Zhou Xianjue shouted coldly and neutralized Fang Xing's sword attack. Then he flipped the scimitar in his right hand and slashed it down diagonally. At this moment, with the force of the sword, eight thousand sword shadows actually appeared in the air. , almost like a tide, covering Fang Xing straight away. At the same time, the knife in his left hand was moved back, but it seemed that a heavenly door opened behind him, and water and fire appeared out of thin air in the space, and its power was astonishing.

Fang Xinghun didn't care. The more he fought, the more excited he became, and his pupils were slightly red.

With a sharp shout, he shook his wrist and drew his sword.

Boom!

In an instant, three swords were struck towards Zhou Xianjue.

"Let you take the knife!"

"Let you take the knife!"

"Let you take the knife!"

With three shouts and a sword strike, the sword whipped up a violent turbulence in the void.

"Bang!"

The first sword struck, gathering infinite strange power, like a black dragon turning the sky. It completely ignored the shadow of the eight thousand swords and slashed towards Zhou Xianjue. This sword had no moral meaning at all, and was just like a madman. The force, with a click, was like breaking a water mirror in the void, and like Zhou Xianjue's sword intention, which was like flowing clouds and spring water, a very discordant black light suddenly appeared.

The sword intent that filled the sky was suddenly broken and stopped functioning properly.

Afterwards, before Zhou Xianjue could react, Fang Xing's second sword had already struck.

This sword split the void and rolled up endless water, fire, wind and thunder in the air, like a tornado, covering the bald head.

Zhou Xianjue felt that a mysterious sword technique was blocked in his chest before he could use it. He was so angry that he almost went crazy. However, at this time, Fang Xing's third sword had already arrived. It was nothing fancy, simple and swiped towards his neck. , one sword strike will kill someone's head.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

In this situation, no matter how much hatred he felt in his heart, Zhou Xianjue could only temporarily take a defensive position and take the three swords forcefully.

Every time the sword struck, he shuddered and swept backwards.

After three sword strikes, he retreated like lightning and hit the void like a meteor.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fang Xingze shouted loudly and did not pursue him. He just used his backhand sword and swept towards Taishi Chi'er again.

"Studying the scriptures for seventy years is like a hairpin waiting to fly in time..."

Taishi Chi'er's eyes lit up slightly when he saw Fang Xing's three swords knocking Zhou Xianjue away. He waved his sleeves lightly, and a cyan ancient sword hung in the air. Then he tapped his fingers, and with each click, Then another sword appeared, and finally three simple and rich copper swords appeared beside him, hanging gently in the air, with awe-inspiring energy twisting into the void above the sword body.

There are three ancient swords, one is red, one is cyan, and one is gold, with dense cloud patterns and full of spirituality.

Taishi Chi'er looked at these three ancient swords as tenderly as if he were looking at a lover. His pale and slender palms gently touched the three ancient swords and whispered: "I met you three by chance when I was ten years old. , we are destined to accompany you on the path of heaven in this life, but it is a pity that you are too evil. In order to strengthen your soul, I have studied the scriptures for seventy years, and then practiced cultivation, built the foundation in three years, and formed the elixir in seven years. I have never allowed you to reappear in the evil spirit of the past. Wei, after all, you have been waiting for me to take action for ninety years in the sword box..."

"Buzz" "Buzz" "Buzz"

The three ancient swords all trembled slightly, seeming to react.

And Taishi Chi'er burst out laughing, and for a moment he was full of pride: "Today I take out the sheath and feed you with my blood, so I won't be wronging you three. When I go to China, I will come back again." Teach you to make a name for yourself..."

"Go, Yan Ruyu, kill this boy and establish your reputation!"

Seeing that Fang Xing was already rushing towards him, Taishi Chier pointed his finger, and with a "buzz" sound, the ancient scarlet sword disappeared.

At this time, a thin red line appeared in the air, piercing Fang Xing who was flying towards him.

A red line is like a beauty, and the sword kills with a murderous intention, but it is extremely sad and beautiful, like a beautiful woman crying softly.

At this time, if anyone can get closer and take a closer look, they can see that the silky lines on this vermilion sword actually form the appearance of a beauty dressing up. This sword is named "Yan Ruyu", and its artistic conception is also like Beauty generally makes people's hearts beat.

Unfortunately, this sword hit the bandit Fang Xing.

If you want to say what Uncle Fang hates most in his life, there is simply no second choice!

Just read!

In those days, I had to persist in reading only after my uncle pointed an arrow at me, let alone reading moral articles.

It is precisely for this reason that Uncle Fang has to beat up every scholar he sees. This is a matter of principle and must be adhered to!

Not to mention that Fang Xing, who was charging head-on, was not afraid of this light sword. Even the black giant sword in his hand seemed to tremble slightly when he saw this ancient vermilion color, and a hint of anger was revealed. Excitement... Speaking of preparation, it felt like a reckless man who slaughtered cows and dogs every day saw the lady from the husband's family next door, and his eyes began to shine.

"call out……"

A sword flew across the air, falling to the ground like spring rain, causing the beauty to shed tears. Unknowingly, it had already struck in front of Fang Xing.

Taishi Chi'er had his hands behind his back, and a hint of pride appeared on his thin face.

Who says that practicing spiritual practice means having to fight brutally and compete for resources like other people?

Who said that if you study clearly, you will not be able to embark on the path of spiritual practice and obtain supernatural powers?

Look at me, a foolish idiot who has studied for seventy years and has a clear mind and a righteous mind. I can wield this ancient sword as beautiful as jade...

Just when I thought of this, I suddenly stopped and couldn't think about it anymore.

Because at this time, Fang Xing had already collided head-on with the ancient scarlet sword. He thought that the sword would cut off his head lightly, but he didn't expect that Fang Xing would draw out the sword faster and faster, and the black giant sword would make a "ding" sound. He slashed at the ancient sword, then raised his hand for another sword, then raised his hand for another sword, then raised his hand for another sword, then raised his hand for another sword, then raised his hand for another sword, and then raised his hand for another sword. Oh, you want to run away? Catch up and strike with another sword...

He was still mumbling: "I will make you Yan Ruyu, I will make you Yan Ruyu, I will make you Yan Ruyu..."

Dang, dang, dang, crisp and clear sounds, the black giant sword revived a touch of spirituality, and it was extremely joyful.

Well, it’s the same pleasure as when a butcher catches and spanks the lady from the master’s house next door!

"Buzz..."

After receiving several blows, even the ancient scarlet sword wailed, and a crack appeared on the sword.

Taishi Chi'er's eyes were so anxious that his eyes were red. He couldn't care about anything else. He pointed at something and shouted: "Qianzhongsu, go!"

"Whoosh!"

The green ancient sword flew through the air, carrying the vast greenness of the sky and the earth, like thousands of green crops.

However, after leaving in a hurry, there was a clanking sound in the void, accompanied by a curse: "I will give you Qianzhongsu, I will give you Qianzhongsu, I will give you Qianzhongsu..." Fang Xing waved his black giant sword and chased the cyan ancient figure in the air, chasing and slashing at the same time. However, the vermilion ancient figure stayed a hundred feet away, refusing to get close.

"How could...how could this happen?"

Tai Shi Chi'er was really crazy now, or rather dumbfounded.

After seventy years of studying to understand the meaning, ten years of practicing, and nine years of cultivating one's character, now one year shy of a hundred years old, but this is the first time in ninety years that he has fought with others in a formal occasion. It seems that he became famous in one fell swoop with the help of three ancient swords. Who can Did you think that such a situation would arise? Aren’t these three ancient swords accompanied by great avenues? Isn’t it possible to disturb people’s Taoist minds and kill divine souls with swords? How did it end up in this situation of being chased and beaten?

"Golden House..."

In this situation, Taishi Chi'er was about to release the third ancient sword, but when he raised his head, he saw the human monk striding through the air, holding up the black giant sword and slashing, and shouted loudly: "I'll give you a golden house..."

"Buzz..."

The golden ancient sword flew away with a "swish" sound, but instead of slashing towards Fang Xing, it...

...escaped!

Taishi Chi'er was completely frightened and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Golden House...Golden House, come back, Golden House..."