Chapter 627 What Can You Protect?

Boom!

A fight of special significance officially began.

The disciples of the various sects in the Dao Protector League no longer care whether they are fighting or not. Regardless of Shi Yinyuan's identity or strength, it has some special meaning. Song Guichan back then was borrowing it. It was only because of Shi Yinyuan's name that Fang Xing was able to form the current Dao Protector Alliance. However, Fang Xing killed Shi Yinyuan in front of the members of the Dao Protector Alliance, which was undoubtedly an insult to the Dao Protector Alliance.

If it were to be executed in private, there would be no defense.

Even when Shi Yinyuan challenged him and killed him just now, he was defenseless.

But at this time, he said these words and then killed him in front of the Dao Protector Alliance. That would not work!

Boom!

Song Guixin took action in advance, and the silver gun swept out a shadow.

The Yun Family Sword Cultivator, the various Dao War Cultivators, and Xie Linyuan, one of the Seven Sons, also took action together.

The little thing that seemed to be frightened and kept crying suddenly stopped crying after hearing what Fang Xing said in his ear. It looked around with its round eyes. Fang Xing laughed, thinking about the past. Making faces, tickling, giving her magic weapons, or putting a knife to her neck could not make her stop crying. This time, a few words had an effect, which made him very relieved that he could finally comfort the child.

"We, the three of us, are walking!"

Fang Xing laughed loudly and stared coldly ahead.

Song Guixin had already stabbed him with a spear, which was as fierce and vicious as lightning.

"collapse!"

Fang Xing held the child in his arms with one hand, raised his fist with the other hand, and slammed it on the barrel of the gun. Under the huge shock, Song Guixin felt like she couldn't hold the silver gun in her hand, and she roared, Taking advantage of the situation, he rolled back and stabbed Fang Xing in the back. He didn't believe that Fang Xing had any other way to stop his shot. However, the tip of the gun had already penetrated and stopped.

The overwhelming demonic energy rolled down Fang Xing's body, covering his figure.

When the demonic energy dissipated, Song Guixin took a breath of cold air.

Who said that little devil has no hands to make seals?

Who said that little devil has no hands to hold weapons?

Who says that little devil has no hands to defend himself?

At this time, the little devil had suddenly transformed into three heads and six arms. He held Song Guixin's silver spear with one hand, raised the black giant sword to slash with the other hand, held the seal with two more hands, and finally even held the child with one hand. , covering the child's eyes with one hand, for fear of scaring her. The appearance of such a scene really made Song Gui's heart tremble, and the monks around him also screamed.

"Three heads and six arms?"

"It turns out to be a demonic form, a demonic form in a human body!"

"Is this little devil from the Demon Abyss?"

Countless monks around were shouting, and even Elder Zhong Yi, who was sitting on the Taoist platform and was silent for a moment, watching the group of young people fighting, and the elder of the Kuhai Yun family, who was forcibly pulled by him and had to watch with anger, also At this moment, everyone was startled. They looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes. They had three heads and six arms, and a demonic appearance. Where did Junior Nanzhan learn this?

While all the cultivators were astonished, Fang Xing sneered without smiling. His two hands that were making the seal were intertwined. His fingers bloomed like lotus flowers. He pointed forward. His sword energy was fierce and his demonic intent surged. In an instant, the clouds in the sky were divided. The sword energy pierced Song Guixin's chest.

Fox Dan Sword!

With a "chi" sound, Song Guixin was hit by the sword energy and retreated in panic...

"Stop little devil!"

The Big Golden Crow flew forward at great speed, but a monk in green robes and slow robes appeared in front of the road. He was a well-known member of the Dao Protector League. He spread his ten fingers and shot towards the void. In an instant, A hundred or so fierce ghosts roared out and rushed down from all directions. For a moment, Fang Xing's front, back, left, right, up and down were all filled with violent howling ghosts, and the blood was in his nose.

"Get away!"

Fang Xing, who was standing on the back of the Big Golden Crow, kept holding his fingers and pinched a seal again. His fingers connected together and transformed into a chain, sealing toward the sky. Fire appeared all over the sky, forming chains of fire that spread all over the void. Ghosts filled the sky. The shadows were all blown away by fire chains or bound, and they let out shrill ghost screams. On top of the ghost body, there were actually divine fires burning up, turning into clear smoke and drifting into the void without leaving any trace.

Fox God Fire!

"I'll fight you!"

There was another violent roar, but it was Feng Yanyun, the Taoist disciple of the Yiqi Sect who had been suppressed in the lake, who finally shattered the hill and rushed up from the bottom of the lake. Holding the old and new hatreds, he shouted loudly and went straight into the air to meet him. Come on, a suit of iron armor lit up lava-like runes at this moment. The smoke from the runes flew into the air, but turned into a pair of horrifying eyes, which suddenly opened.

Seeing this pair of eyes, even a Golden Core Mahayana monk would feel like he was stuck in a quagmire.

Feng Yanyun is famous for his iron armor, but who would have guessed that his secret ability is actually the art of cutting hearts?

However, he used his ability to press the bottom of the box, but now the little devil had no intention of hiding his clumsiness.

Looking at a pair of demonic eyes in the sky, Fang Xing's eyebrows remained motionless, his hands were like lightning, and he formed the last three seals of the green fox ghost face.

As soon as this seal was completed, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, as if they had turned into two whirlpools.

Heart Seal!

Using law to break law, using magic to break magic, those pair of demon eyes shattered silently, and the sky became clear.

Feng Yanyun, who was stunned, was slapped into the lake by the Golden Crow's wings.

In an instant, he cast three spells in a row and defeated three people in a row, all of which he learned from the Green Fox Ghost Face.

Under Genbo's guidance, Fang Xing understood the nine seals in the Green Fox Ghost Face in the shortest possible time while he was in the Demon Land. Although the purpose at that time was to rescue those trapped in the Demon Emperor's Pavilion, Comprehending these nine seals has greatly benefited Fang Xing's techniques. The most intuitive result is that Fang Xing has initially mastered the three major techniques of Fox Pill Sword, Fox God Fire, and Heart Seal.

These three techniques are all learned from the Green Fox Ghost Face. They are passed down from demons and immortals and are immortal techniques.

It has the same name as the secret magic of the Qingqiu Mountain Fox Clan, and even has the same principles, but it is much more mysterious and powerful!

This time, after Fang Xing learned the three techniques of Nine Seals, he used them to defend against enemies for the first time, and he showed his divine power.

Rushing all the way, there are countless enemies, all the secret techniques are used, and there is a lot of frustration.

"Nanzhan Fangxing, you still owe me a fight, try my one-armed demon puppet!"

Xie Linyuan blocked the front and raised a remnant soldier. It was a stone statue with one arm broken off. He opened his eyes quietly in the air, roared silently, and rushed towards Fang Xing. Wherever his body passed, there was even the void. A black line was drawn out by it, which was formed by the refraction of light in the void that was on the verge of shattering, symbolizing that its speed was approaching the edge of the shattered void, which was terrifying and abnormal.

"Get away!"

In Fang Xing's palm, the black giant sword was swung out, unfolding the nameless technique passed down from the demon sword's embryo. At this time, it was activated to the extreme. The demonic energy was fierce, roaring, and black light swept dozens of people in front of him. He was invincible within a range of ten feet. In an instant, he fought with the Broken Arm Golem for nearly a hundred moves. In the end, the Broken Arm Golem howled miserably, its spiritual energy dissipated, and flew back to Xie Linyuan's hands.

"Get away!"

Fang Xing stepped down, and Xie Linyuan hugged the demon statue, roaring and falling.

"Stop him, stop him..."

Shi Yinyuan had already tried his best to escape, but found that the little devil behind him was rushing towards him unstoppably. I don't know how many masters rushed forward, but they couldn't even leave his footsteps for a moment. That golden cloud , and the little demon with a strong demonic aura on the cloud was already chasing him at lightning speed, which frightened him both physically and mentally, and he screamed desperately with a cry.

The strange beast Soaring Snake in his arms was so frightened that it got into his arms tightly, but he didn't know whose arms it was getting into, so he could only desperately let the minions of the Lingqiao Sect stop him in front of him, and set up the trap himself. Yun Lai ran away with all his strength. The group of Lingqiao Sect minions who followed him were defeated, but now that the matter was over, they had no choice but to step forward to stop them and formed a formation.

"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"

Fang Xing roared, his sword wings flying around him, like a ball of golden light, sweeping across the entire void.

All the monks who blocked the road were washed to pieces and suffered heavy casualties.

From a distance, I saw a ball of golden light rushing over like a meteor, and the monks in the air were swept away in all directions.

This scene almost stunned the young master of Qixiu Peak.

By the time he reacted, the golden light had already arrived in front of him, and the strong wind was so fierce that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Don't...don't kill me...this...this strange beast will be returned to you..."

Shi Yinyuan screamed in fear. He had really felt Fang Xing's murderous intention, and knew that it was impossible for him to escape under such a fierce force. He immediately trembled with fear and grabbed the strange beast in his arms. He gave them all. He knew why Fang Xingxing killed him. Everything happened because of this strange beast. Normally, he would naturally value his life, but at this time, he just wanted to hand it over in exchange for his life!

"I'll pay you back, won't I rob you?"

Fang Xing ignored him, shouted angrily, grabbed Teng Snake in his hand, and then slapped it with one palm: "Your father is willing to risk his own daughter's life for a beast, then the young master Just help cut off the children and grandchildren..."

"Don't kill..."

"Boom!"

This palm slapped Shi Yinyuan directly on the forehead, suppressing only half of the begging for mercy that the young master of Qixiu Peak of Lingqiao Sect had shouted, and also directly slapped the foundation-building talent of Lingqiao Sect to his knees. He fell to the ground, his knees shattered.

Shi Yinyuan's face was distorted, blood spurted from his facial features, and his spiritual consciousness gradually disappeared.

The surrounding void gradually became quiet at this time, and there was no sound.

Really killed?

The hearts of the cultivators felt as if they had been hit by a giant hammer, and the roars of the ferocious beasts that were rushing around them were much quieter. Just now, each of them tried their best to stop them, and used their special skills of pressing the bottom of the box, but it was useless. Can't stop it.

"Chirp..."

The soaring snake in Fang Xing's hand sensed the death of its owner, screamed anxiously, and bit the back of Fang Xing's hand with its mouth.

Fang Xing looked at it coldly: "You beast, when the previous master caused harm to others, why didn't you bite them?"

He grabbed the tail of the soaring snake and whipped it towards the rock next to it. With a "pop" sound, the majestic beast was beaten to pieces by him, and the bones in its small body were not broken. How many sticks had been picked up, but Fang Xing still couldn't understand his hatred, so he threw it heavily on the ground, and then stepped on it. He only heard a scream of "squeak", and when he lifted his foot again, it was already deflated...

Some people trembled subconsciously, it was a majestic and exotic beast, the Soaring Snake...

How could he be so cruel as to trample a mouse to death?

But Fang Xing looked down and saw that Teng Snake's little claws were trembling, but it was not dead yet. He thought that this little bastard without a shell had a tough life, so he picked it up by its tail and stuffed it into his belt. , waiting to come back and fix it later.

At this moment, he just pressed his palm, took off Shi Yinyuan's head, and turned around slowly.

The three-headed and six-armed demonic form has dissipated. Fang Xing has a human head in his left hand and a child in his right hand. He looks into the sky with a sneer. Those cultivators from the Northern Territory of China who just tried their best to stop him, but failed to stop their steps, Or, looking at the disciples of the Dao Protector League who are known as geniuses, their voice was not loud, but extremely clear: "What can you protect in front of me?"