Chapter 626 I Will Take You to Kill People

Wen Yiru is a talented scholar of the literary family, but at the age of 20, he entered the human world, took the imperial examination, entered the court, led an army to fight in the wilderness, dismounted to rule the world, understood the laws of the human world, and finally stole the true meaning of a country. , transformed into these three natal innate talismans, it is not surprising that he is not strong physically, but his elixir can be transformed into two methods, but with these three talismans, he can be regarded as the top divine son in the Northern Territory.

A talisman floated over and was hanging in the void above Fang Xing's head. The talisman was filled with energy and turned into a phantom of the country.

In that illusory country, there are cities, mountains, emperors, generals, merchants, and common people...

Great national talisman!

It was truly a lifelike country, with the weight of a country.

When this talisman came to his head, it was like the weight of a country, suppressing it on a person's head, turning Fang Xing into a mortal in this country.

The second talisman turned into a battlefield.

The battlefield is endless, the fighting is fierce, and the blood is overwhelming, covering the sky and the sun, but Fang Xing is trapped in it.

Battle talisman.

The third talisman turned into a Bodhisattva, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, drooping eyelids and making seals, sitting upright in the void, making people feel like kneeling down and worshiping.

Bodhisattva Talisman.

One talisman suppresses cultivation.

A talisman imprisons the physical body.

One talisman transcends the soul.

A great talisman master showed his true heritage.

"Are all these grandchildren so difficult to deal with?"

When Fang Xing saw these three talismans, he also had a stern look on his face, his expression remained wild, but he didn't look down upon them in his heart. Intuitively feeling the terrifying aura of these three divine talismans, he did not boldly resist the suppressive force. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly and calmed down. After a while, the two pairs of eyes suddenly opened and closed. He raised the black giant sword, stepped on the void, and held the seal with both hands at the same time.

"Don't talk about a country, so what if you move the whole world? Look at how I messed up this world and this place!"

Amidst the thunderous roar, he held one hand up and the other down.

One straight, one reverse, slowly draw a circle.

Around him, a yin energy and a yang energy were rotating in positive and negative directions, getting stronger and stronger.

Until the end, it suddenly turned into a Yin-Yang mill, towering like two mountains, suppressing the void and slowly rotating.

Yin and Yang millstone.

It reverses the yin and yang of the heaven and earth, and even causes the qi movement to change, disrupting the appearance of all living beings within the three talismans.

The kind-hearted Bodhisattva took off his sleeves, jumped into the battlefield, and cut off people's heads with a big knife. People among the people entered the temple, competed for incense, intrigues, and made chaos. The evil spirit on the battlefield reached the human world. You kill me, I will kill you, flesh and blood The sky is so vast, what a country, what a human world, the qi is disordered, the air is smoky, there is no trace of clear air, it is like a hell.

"How...how could it be like this..."

Wen Yiru was mentally connected to the three divine talismans. When the divine talismans were disrupted, his mind was also in a state of confusion. He staggered back with a strange look on his face.

"You... you are causing trouble in the world... you are a traitor... you are a murderer... you are a troublemaker... you are..."

The eyes he looked at Fang Xing were filled with fear and overwhelming hatred, and he pointed at Fang Xing and cursed loudly.

"...It's your Uncle Fang!"

Fang Xingze sneered, and Kankan ran out from among the three divine talismans with a slight gap in his Qi machine. He stepped towards Wen Yiru like a shadow. Fortunately, Wen Yiru was a master of talismans, so he was finally there. Reacting at the last moment, he swiped his finger in the air and drew a talisman in the air. Fang Xing's lightning-like kick was blocked in mid-air. He just stepped on the void in front of Wen Yiru. On top of the runes, but although his foot was not solid, the strength was too heavy. When he stepped on the runes, the dozens of feet of void around Wen Yiru trembled. The great talisman master was also shaken by the shaking void. When the waves hit, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the figure fell into the lake like a paper kite. With a "plop", a water splash that was not too high splashed up, and then there was no sound for a long time.

"Hahahaha, the tenth one!"

Fang Xing laughed loudly and soared into the sky, floating high above Jinghu Lake. Just as he was about to say a few words with a smile, he suddenly heard the sound of a child crying. He was slightly frightened and quickly glanced over. , suddenly startled, anger exploding in his eyes.

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"Capture that demon crow..."

"Get me that damn little thing on its back..."

While Fang Xing and Wen Yiru were fighting fiercely, Shi Yinyuan had no intention of watching the battle. He was standing on the top of the mountain, shouting crazily and instructing his minions to chase and block the Golden Crow. He was so anxious that he jumped to his feet.

But the big golden crow was so angry that he screamed "quack" and ran away like a grandson. However, there was a little baby who couldn't stand still hunched over on his back. He only tied her with spiritual power to prevent her from falling. It was tied up and couldn't let go of the fight with others. It could only run away while yelling: "******, wait until Lord Da Jin has his hands free, and let you taste my crane-ripping claws..."

"Wow……"

Although the little thing on its back was protected by the spiritual power of the Great Golden Crow, it was so frightened that it cried loudly in this dangerous environment.

"We must catch it, and bring me the little bastard on its back..."

Shi Yinyuan was almost desperate, roaring so loudly that his voice almost became hoarse.

Now he really has no other way. The little devil has snatched away the sect-suppressing treasure he brought from the Lingqiao Sect. For him, he has to get it back no matter what, and he has to rely on He must use his own ability to get it back, otherwise, even if others kill the little devil and take back this door, it will be very troublesome for the Lingqiao Sect to get it back.

Moreover, if this treasure returns to Lingqiao Sect through someone else's hands, no matter whether Lingqiao Sect pays a big price for it or not, he will never touch this treasure again. Because of this, he thought of the only way left, which was to take advantage of the battle between Fang Xing and Wen Yiru, inseparable, to instruct the minions who came with him to capture the demon crow or Xiao Qiao'er, and then attack them. The little devil redeemed this treasure.

This is his only way to deal with Fang Xing.

However, he did not expect that the fierce battle between Fang Xing and Wen Yiru would end so quickly.

And Fang Xing, who happened to see this scene, felt anger rising in his heart, and his brows were filled with murderous intent.

"You're really not a thing. I abide by the rules and fight with you here. You still play tricks like this?"

Fang Xing roared low, directly used the movement technique, jumped on the back of the big golden crow, picked up the small thing with one hand, and pointed out with the knife with the other hand, like a real bloody sword across the void, holding it but not releasing it. , those Lingqiao Sect monks who were chasing after him were so frightened by his evil aura that they held down their heads one after another, causing everyone to fall over and become confused.

"Little devil, this is China, how can we allow you to do evil?"

Loud shouts rang out from the slanting stab, and the sword energy enveloped the whole party. A swordsman who came from a miserable life stopped in front of Fang Xing.

"Don't think that if you are lucky enough to win against Senior Brother Wen, you will have nothing to lose. It's just a matter of cultivating the law to overcome each other!"

A young man with pale face and red lips rushed towards Fang Xing holding a silver spear. He was the disciple of the Taoist son of the Song family and the son of the Chunyang Taoist Song Guichan. He was also a famous genius in the Northern Territory, Song Guixin. I'm so excited to come and try it out.

"The fellow Taoist from Nanzhan actually killed people randomly. He really went too far..."

In the void, a man with a simple appearance and a long robe stepped into the void. He took a step of three feet and floated to the distance.

Xie Linyuan, one of the seven disciples of the Three Paths and a master of the Talisman Path, also came.

In the surrounding void, there are shadows, and many people are rushing here in silence.

For a moment, a dozen young monks with unusual auras blocked Fang Xing. Although they were silent, they had murderous intent.

"Are the people from the Dao Protector League almost here?"

Fang Xing had no expression on his face, glanced at the cultivators, and spoke coldly.

None of the cultivators around him spoke, but looked at him dimly. Although they surrounded Fang Xing, no one dared to step forward and call for a fight.

After defeating Wen Yiru, no one among the cultivators dared to look down upon Fang Xing anymore. None of them were fools. Even Wen Yiru was defeated. The remaining cultivators, even those like Zhenzhuan Daozi, had no choice but to take action before taking action. You have to be careful, and Fang Xing just killed Wen Yanxin, the eldest daughter of the Wen family, half to death with a sword. The evil spirit has come out, and the smell of blood makes people's hearts tremble.

"Dao Protector's Alliance, Dao Protector's Alliance... what path are you protecting?"

Fang Xing hugged the little thing in his arms tightly and spoke again.

Still no one spoke, as if they heard the sarcasm in his words, several people's eyes turned cold.

"There are quite a few people. I'm afraid I'll have to waste some time by picking them up one by one, so why not..."

Fang Xing took a breath, looked up at the top of the mountain in the distance, pointed at Shi Yinyuan in the distance, and said: "From here to there, it is three hundred feet long. I will go over and kill that bastard now. You guys Whether we attack individually or together, just say hello to me, but I want to see if I want to kill someone today, who of you can protect him?"

As he spoke, he raised his knife and pointed it at Shi Yinyuan on the top of the mountain in the distance, with murderous intent: "I will kill you within ten breaths!"

"Uh-huh!"

At this moment, Shi Yinyuan's face suddenly turned pale. He no longer thought about the bronze door, turned around and ran away.

At this moment, Fang Xing let out a long roar, and the Big Golden Crow understood, his wings stretched like golden clouds, and the strong wind blew under his wings.

"I don't believe that a Nanzhan monk can do whatever he wants in China!"

Suddenly, a loud roar rang out from the crowd. The young prodigy of the Song family, Song Guixin, came up with a gun. With a cold look on his face, the gun shot out like a dragon and struck directly at Fang Xing's right chest. This move was so hot that it hit him. He pointed at the little thing in Fang Xing's arms, but he had already calculated that Fang Xing was holding a child in his arms. He only had one arm left to use and couldn't even hold the seal, so he didn't believe that he could take a shot from him with one arm.

"Wow……"

Because of the loss of the source, the little thing became more sensitive. He sensed the murderous aura and immediately burst into tears.

But Fang Xing touched her little head and whispered: "Stop crying, I will take you to kill people!"