Chapter 681 Kill Someone Well

When the Nanzhan cultivators saw Fang Xing's style, they all had mixed feelings and felt that this move was too reckless.

But the dissatisfaction in his heart was quickly suppressed by Fang Xing's action. Fang Xing, who broke through the clouds, seemed to be invincible. The dense thunder and lightning could not hurt him at all. , his speed did not even slow down by half a minute, but became faster and faster. His hands were already open, as if they had extremely strong gravity. After all the thunder and lightning splashed on him, they were attracted by this gravity and concentrated. When it reached his two palms, it was like holding two dazzling thunder beads.

As he rushed forward, the thunder beads on his palms became larger and larger, almost like two large millstones.

"Stay!"

Suddenly, between the clouds, three or four Fuqi Dao disciples wearing mysterious clothes roared loudly, turned over and flew out of the clouds without any warning, and each sacrificial weapon slashed towards Fang Xing, but it was They saw that Fang Xing's thunder skills were amazing. The power of thunder and lightning hidden among the clouds could not hurt him. Instead, it was gradually pulled away by him and turned into his power. The people guarding the formation could not sit still.

"roll!"

Fang Xing didn't look back, and didn't even change his forward momentum. However, the demonic energy in his body suddenly surged, and two more hands came out. One took out the blood-drinking mad knife from the storage bag, and the other took out the black giant knife. The sword, with two "swish" sounds, was slashed out with a rapid momentum. The force was unspeakably fierce. The four Fuqi Dao disciples who had just turned over and jumped out were actually cut directly under the sword.

Boom!

Fang Xing swung his sword to kill people, but his momentum did not diminish and he continued to rush forward.

There was thunder and lightning gushing out, but he ignored it and directed it directly into his palms.

A Fuqi Dao disciple guarding the formation jumped out, ignored him, and directly swung his sword to kill him.

A man, rushing straight to the other end of the formation, actually disrupted the crisis-ridden formation of the sea of ​​clouds. He shook out and killed countless Fuqi Dao disciples who were hidden in the formation and were waiting for an opportunity to take action. The blood is boiling and the fierce wind is flowing.

"He actually seems to be able to sense the movement of the formation in advance and avoid the door of death. It is more like he can see through the disguise of those disciples of the Fuqi Dao... This... how much skill in the formation is required to do this? It’s so natural…”

Not to mention the Fuqi Dao disciples, even the Nanzhan monks who followed Fang Xing into the battle were stunned.

And Li Hongyi keenly discovered an opportunity at this time, his eyebrows tightened, and he suddenly shouted: "He is disrupting the formation and creating opportunities for us to break the formation. Fellow Taoists from Nanzhan, come with me." In front of us, we must break this large formation and kill the disciples of the Talisman Path. At least we should keep them all out and give Junior Brother Fang a chance to fight with the Son of the Talisman Dao alone..."

Amidst the loud shouts, she took the lead and entered the battle, her red dress swaying like a fairy or a ghost.

Behind her, the fastest one was the daughter of the Wang family of the West Desert. Holding two wheels of wind and fire, she rumbled into the sea of ​​clouds.

Other disciples, including Li Ying, Han Ying, You Mi Kuang, Qing Qing Hongyan and others, also rushed out.

Their charging formation forced people in the sea of ​​clouds to separate from Fang Xing and move in their direction. One by one, the Fuqi Dao disciples with extraordinary momentum emerged from the clouds, lined up in formation, and moved in the opposite direction. The disciples of Nanzhan rushed over and the bloody storm was instantly aroused. They didn't even have time to say a word. It seemed that after breaking into the big formation, there was no need to speak anymore.

Since going up the mountain, the first real fierce battle has begun. The disciples of Nanzhan are fighting against the disciples of the Talisman and Artifact Tao.

At this time, Fang Xing suddenly rushed about fifty feet in front of Zhao Changhe, with murderous intent in his eyes like a sword, shooting straight at him.

However, Zhao Changhe, who was sitting cross-legged on the gourd, still sneered without any hint of panic.

"Think of it before me, you still lack some skills!"

Following his words, five extraordinary men and women suddenly appeared from the clouds in front of Fang Xingzhi. Their faces were expressionless, and their clothes were flying in the wind. They were not like ordinary people. The Fuqi Dao disciples also wore mysterious clothes, but they were white and green, and the aura on their bodies was not comparable to those of ordinary disciples, it was two or three times stronger...

The first one from the left, with a wide robe and big sleeves and a simple face, is Xie Linyuan, whom Fang Xing has met before.

Except for Zhao Changhe, the other five of the six true legends of Fu Qi Dao also appeared.

In the three northern realms of China, You Xinqi Shuyi said that each of the three realms has seven true disciples, which are the number of seven stars.

After the Northern Three Paths Alliance, seven of the best were selected from the twenty-one true legends, known as the Seven Sons of the Three Paths, or the number of seven stars. Now, on the way forward, what blocks the way is the talisman. Among the seven true successors of the Tao, except for the Son of God Zhao Changhe, the remaining five people also have one true successor, Iron Lotus Zhou Xianjue, but he was killed by Fang Xing in the demon land. These five people are the remaining talisman. The Tao of Qi was truly taught, and his terrifying energy was almost the same as Xie Linyuan's, which was extremely terrifying.

"Fang Xing, I was defeated by you before, and today I want to avenge my shame!"

The Fuqi Dao disciples headed by Xie Linyuan saw Fang Xing roaring towards him with stern expressions on their faces, and they all made magic formulas.

Behind them, a faint sneer appeared on Zhao Changhe's face, looking at Fang Xing sarcastically.

Fang Xing was able to charge all the way and disrupt the sea of ​​cloud formation laid out by their Talisman Dao, which really surprised him. However, at this time, he was not in the mood to get to the bottom of it. Even if Fang Xing disrupted the formation, It was just that the arrangements that had not been triggered and were hidden in the sea of ​​clouds were brought to the surface. The formation was still turning, so it did not mean that the formation was broken.

And in his heart, he didn't really think that he could scare Fang Xing away with such a concealment method. After all, he was also a little devil who had fought from the first to the eighth formation. Although he was irritable and arrogant, he also felt that Fang Xing was intimidated by Fang Xing in his heart. Gao glanced at the large formation in front and now the five Fuqi Dao people blocking the way, all for him to observe and see Fang Xing's techniques so that he could know himself and the enemy.

"Can't you just let me beat him to death safely? Get out of my way!"

Facing the obstruction of these five people, Fang Xing roared and shouted, his eyes suddenly turned murderous, as if he was not tired of taking the trouble.

He didn't lie. When he saw Zhao Changhe, he wanted to kill him, but so many annoying flies came out.

"Hehe, it's so fun to look angry!"

Among these five people, a pretty girl with a double-combed hair, who looked like a charming and innocent girl, but with frosty hair and a look of vicissitudes of life in the corners of her eyes and forehead, laughed and raised her palms forward. Pressing, the void fluctuated, and a huge hammer suddenly appeared out of thin air. The handle was one foot long, and the hammer head was as big as a small house. Compared with her petite figure, it was indescribably weird, but she reached out and grabbed it. After grabbing the giant hammer, a string of laughter like silver bells sounded, and he swung it directly and hit Fang Xing.

"Get him together!"

Xie Linyuan also spoke at this time, waved his sleeves, stretched endlessly, and turned into two immortal belts, wrapping around Fang Xing.

At the same time, beside them, there were three other true disciples. One used the ancient sword to cut through the void, one used the dragon beard seal to lock the space, one used the golden black wind spear to spin like a top, and the other used the iron spring and autumn brush. Automatically writing large talismans in the air, each one is a rare magic weapon and a status symbol of the true inheritance of Talisman Tao. But at this time, without any politeness, they all sacrificed them together and smashed them at Fang Xing.

Although he said it was cruel, he was still very afraid in his heart!

Even if they were true disciples of the Fuqi Dao, they didn't dare to be careless when facing this little devil who came straight from the first battle.

"Can't you let me kill someone properly?"

Amidst the loud roar, the sea of ​​clouds fluctuated like tides. The giant hammer had almost hit Fang Xing's head, but there was a piercing cry, and a golden shadow flashed behind Fang Xing, and a flying weapon suddenly flew out. The golden crow, whose whole body was golden, was simply dazzling, and its physical body was also terrifyingly powerful. It actually rushed towards the giant hammer, waved its wings, and slapped the giant hammer forcefully.

"Bang..."

The woman holding the giant hammer was shocked. She couldn't help but fly more than ten feet away. Shocked by the terrifying power of the Golden Crow, it almost knocked the giant hammer away from her hand. However, this shot In between, they also gave way.

"I have long wanted to find a Chinese monk to kill Yang Ming. It's you!"

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Xie Linyuan's two big sleeves were stretched out like spiritual snakes, and were about to roll up in front of Fang Xing, but suddenly behind Fang Xing, two round magic weapons, one green and one red, flew out and twisted towards his sleeves. He unexpectedly forced him to another direction, and in that direction, a beautiful and cold-looking woman wearing a light yellow shirt, who looked gentle and delicate, had an evil look between her brows, and suddenly rushed towards her, Ruo Lixian's arrow was so violent that it had no limit, his body was bent, and he suddenly bent his knees and hit Xie Linyuan directly.

"Bang!"

Xie Linyuan also felt very strange. The opponent was coming so fast. He had almost no time to think. He could only raise his arms to resist, but he felt as if a big mountain was crashing into him. The top of the opponent's knees was actually harder than Xuan Tie. The power was extremely violent, and Xie Linyuan, who was directly colliding, quickly retreated, cutting a cloud ravine, a violent roar rang out from his mouth, and he was almost knocked out of the blood.

"Who are you?"

Xie Linyuan never thought that among the Nanzhan monks, apart from Li Hongyi, there would be such a master. He never thought that such a gentle woman would have such a violent fighting spirit. In addition to being angry, he was also a little surprised. After stopping his retreat, he raised his head and shouted.

"I am Wang Qiong of Nanzhan, and I want to help you become famous today. Thank you very much!"

The woman in a light yellow shirt raised her hands and took back the two magic wheels of wind and fire. She took a breath and crushed them again.

At the same time, people rushed out one after another beside Fang Xing. Li Ying drove a huge ghost head and crashed directly into the Fuqi Dao Zhenzhuan that had sacrificed the ancient sword. Han Ying said nothing or even paid attention to it. The golden black wind spear that stabbed Fang Xing, but silently, the spear wrapped in green energy directly stabbed the throat of the person who wielded the spear. As soon as it came up, it killed the person who used the spear. The man was so bluffed that he shouted angrily and could only retract the golden black wind spear thrust out, and turned around to block Han Ying's killing blow.

Finally, Li Hongyi held up the brocade handkerchief tied behind her head, stretched it more than thirty feet, rolled it towards the Spring and Autumn Brush that was drawing symbols in the air, and easily took over the last one blocking Fang Xing. Opponent, the road ahead is clear.