Chapter 804 You Have the Magic of Immortality, but I Have Ghosts to Cover My Eyes.

He took action and killed people. For a moment, the void was dead and silent, and all cultivators were shocked.

That's Huo Zhenren!

A well-known expert in the southern region of China, he was born with the blood of the Fire Spirit. Although he was not of high birth, he was also a ferocious person. He cultivated the body of Fire Yuan at the age of less than 300 years old, which was to fight against the Nascent Soul. There is a great chance of winning. It is precisely because of this that he directly established his own Taoism. Even the people on the 12th floor of Bai Yujing will treat him politely when they see him. Previously, the saint planned to set up a Taoist temple for various disciples. , and even directly assigned him a spot and trained him as a junior with unlimited potential. It can be said that he has a bright future...

But just such a person was killed at the request of this little devil?

More importantly, he didn't even survive a round. How strong is this little devil?

"Hey, does anyone else want to try it?"

Fang Xing gave a strange laugh and glanced around with his strange eyes, seemingly looking for his next opponent.

No one answered!

Li Changyuan and others all had stern expressions on their faces and took a step back with wary expressions on their faces. Beishenshan Daozi even wanted to turn around and run away!

It's really terrible!

Even Lu Fengxian's face was ashen and he did not take action immediately.

He was a discerning man, and at this moment, his whole body was still immersed in the ferocity and dominance of Fang Xing's halberd.

Even Fang Xing could see at a glance the changes in his body skills after learning the Taishang Xiaoyao Sutra, and he could also see at a glance the changes in Fang Xing's fighting methods when he took action, which were completely different from the previous battle. An earth-shaking change...

"Where did he learn such tactics in just a few days?"

Lu Fengxian's eyebrows were almost knotted with suspicion, and his expression was as cold as ice.

When Fang Xing saw everyone like this, he felt happy in his heart, knowing that the effect was achieved. Although he pretended to be majestic, he was really worried about being beaten. He had learned the Supreme Formation Breaking Technique and dared to fight Lu Fengxian. But he couldn't dare to challenge so many people alone. It was with this thought in mind that he directly killed Master Huo. One was because this guy was really ugly and unpleasant, and the other was to scare the monkeys. Just now He looked relaxed, but he had already used the Fengchan Cauldron, the Sword Demon Technique, and the Taishang Breaking Formation Sutra, which he had just comprehended, and even added some sneak attacks into it to achieve such an effortless scene...

Of course, even so, the effect is full, and Fang Xing himself is afraid of the current little devil!

"Fellow Taoists, please plunder the formation for me first and watch me kill this demon head to rectify the majesty of my Taoist lineage!"

Lu Fengxian looked cold and shouted in advance.

He saw that Li Changyuan and others were intimidated by this demon, and they all wanted to retreat, unwilling to besiege this demon with him, so he took the initiative to speak out and save some face, otherwise when they opened their mouths, His face would not look so good.

Moreover, he is Lu Fengxian after all. Lu Fengxian is born with supernatural power and is invincible among his peers. He can fight against Han Ying, Li Ying, and Jinwu without defeat. However, he was once tricked by Fang Xing. Now he also intends to clear his name and regain his reputation. His own name of invincibility.

"That's good. The matter of preaching scriptures is a family matter of Brother Lu. It's up to you to settle accounts with this devil first. After the two of you have settled your grievances, I will settle accounts with him for hurting people with his mouth and killing me in the Southern Territory for no reason. The account of the monk Huo Zhenren..."

Li Changyuan exhaled loudly, with a wary expression on his face, and stepped aside, apparently not giving up his plan to take action.

After all, he was also a leader among the dignified Bai Yujing juniors, but he was repeatedly belittled and humiliated by Fang Xing. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.

"Devil, you privately spread my Taishang Taoist scriptures and disrupted my Taoist tradition. You also plotted against me, took away my dharma boat, killed my servants, and even stole my weapons. This debt will never be washed away. Today Since you are brave enough to come to me, let me make things clear with you!"

Lu Fengxian shouted in a deep voice, then suddenly waved his sword and took a step forward.

That step was clearly towards the front, but just after taking this step, his body shape suddenly changed and strangely spanned a distance of dozens of feet. The white-robed Xunxun suddenly arrived behind Fang Xing, in the palm of his hand. The fierce sword was sharp and slashed straight at Fang Xing's back. The fierce sword was already terrifying, but it was controlled by his divine power. In addition, he had practiced the Taishang Xiaoyao Sutra, and his movement skills were really elusive. Even Fang Xing was startled. He held Fang Tian's painted halberd behind his back with both hands and took the sword forcefully...

Boom!

A terrifying huge force exploded, and Fang Xing was directly knocked away, leaving a water-like flow mark in the air.

"call……"

A breath that contained the smell of blood came out of his mouth, and he took a strong sip, cursing secretly: "How fucking cruel!"

A war cultivator with natural divine power, equipped with a ferocious weapon, operating mysterious magic, and an erratic figure. This kind of opponent is simply difficult to deal with, and even impossible to fight at all. It is almost impossible to fight with the physical body. Taken to the extreme!

Everyone in the field was also shocked. When Fang Xing first came in, he knocked back Lu Fengxian for a hundred feet with a halberd. The force was terrifying. But now, Lu Fengxian attacked in anger, but it seemed that the reverse was true. Judging from the situation, the two of them were somewhat agitated. He looks half-assed...

"Suffer death!"

However, after Fang Xing repelled Lu Fengxian, he did not continue to pursue him. However, Lu Fengxian would not let go of this opportunity. He repulsed Fang Xing with a knife, then took a big step forward, his white robe fluttering, and his divine power was unspeakable. The immortal Yun gave people an elusive and floating feeling. In an instant, he had caught up with Fang Xing and slashed with the fierce dragon-marked sword. At the same time, he spread his left hand and grabbed the painted halberd.

"It's my thing, you can't take it away, come back!"

Lu Fengxian shouted loudly, his voice rolling like thunder across the sky, and he seemed to be awakening some existence.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, Fang Xing wanted to fight back, but Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand suddenly trembled. It seemed that the long-sleeping soldier spirit in the weapon had awakened again, and was struggling hard to attack Lu Fengxian. Flying away from his hand, it turned out that although Lu Fengxian had the dragon-marked fierce sword, he still wanted to take back this weapon that had been with him for a long time, and the weapon spirit inside had become one with his mind.

While slashing violently, he didn't want to hurt the enemy, but just wanted to beat Fang Xing into confusion so that he could take the opportunity to summon the soldiers and recapture Fang Tian's painted halberd.

"Take it!"

Lu Fengxian's sword was already fierce, and the weapon in his hand suddenly became disobedient again. Fang Xing suddenly fell into a deep crisis. However, he had gone through hundreds of battles all the way to this point, and his mind was turning very quickly. Seeing the murderous sword approaching, Fang Tian painted the halberd and wanted to fly away again. He simply felt his heart cross and struck the halberd hard with his palms. He added ten times more force to the halberd's eagerness to fly away, making this weapon As fast as lightning, he swatted at Lu Fengxian's face. At the same time, he turned his body, and two large wings composed of black magic swords appeared from behind, sweeping through the void on the left and right, and swatted at Lu Fengxian hard. Go down...

"Um?"

Although Fang Tian's painted halberd came quickly, Lu Fengxian's cultivation level was not surprising. He held it in his hand with a press of his left palm. The familiar feeling returned to his heart, and he immediately He was ecstatic in his heart, and even the boiling divine power in his body surged a bit at this moment. He could hardly help but shout to the sky, venting the violent fighting spirit that filled his chest...

However, Fang Xing's attack came so fast. As soon as Lu Fengxian's five fingers touched Fang Tian's painted halberd, two terrifying sword wings struck him from the sky around him. The crazy and cold sword energy crisscrossed and crisscrossed, making him feel With his heart pounding, he subconsciously swept Fang Tian's painted halberd across the air, opening a huge crack in the void that was as thick as a human waist. It spread outward like a black lightning bolt, and at the same time he quickly retreated.

However, just when Fang Xing Sword Demon flapped his big wings, he had already hurriedly picked up a magic seal. A wisp of blue mist floated over in the air, suddenly covering his figure, and he jumped into the air and took out Feng Chanding pressed down on Lu Fengxian. In such a flash of time, Lu Fengxian only felt the sudden news of Fang Xing's energy. Before he could react, a force like a towering mountain suppressed him above his head. When he came down, he was shocked and took a big step. His body was free and easy, and he was about to escape a hundred feet away.

But at this moment, Xiazali Li Fangxing's figure appeared, grabbed his right arm with his hand, and pulled him back hard. At the same time, he jumped up high and kicked the door in front of him. , the whole action is both weird and indescribable...

What's even more frightening is that he appeared suddenly and disappeared without any warning.

"What kind of method is this?"

Lu Fengxian was secretly frightened. He waved his left hand to block the attack with Fang Tian's painted halberd. His right arm trembled and his body flew backwards.

boom!

The power of Fang Xing's kick collided with Lu Fengxian's Fang Tian Hua Ji, causing the two of them to bounce away.

All the fighting was completed in an instant. To outsiders, the two of them separated at the touch of a button, each retreating thirty feet away.

Lu Fengxian handed Fang Tianhua's halberd into his right hand, with an angry look on his face. He pointed the halberd and shouted: "Devil, you will die today!"

"He got his weapon back?"

Li Changyuan and the others were slightly startled, and secretly happy. Their fear of Fang Xing had risen to the extreme, but no one expected that in this confrontation, Lu Fengxian had the upper hand, and not only repelled the demon Baizhang, his momentum was completely suppressed, and within two rounds, he took back his Fang Tian Painted Halberd. With the weapon at hand, his divine power was even greater, so what else could this devil be so crazy about?

However, when they looked at Fang Xing, their moods couldn't help but sink.

Fang Xing stood slouched in the void with a tired look on his face, but he revealed the hand he had hidden behind his back. He was holding a black sword with terrifying energy and dragon patterns. , turned out to be the fierce weapon that Lu Fengxian used just now, and Fang Xing looked at the dragon-patterned fierce sword with satisfaction, with a smile in his eyes, and said softly: "You have divine power, I have sword wings, you have immortality, I have Guizheyan, now you have taken back Fang Tian’s painted halberd, but I also have the unparalleled murderous sword, haha, old donkey, let me ask you, what else are you dragging?"

"That murderous knife is also mine..."

Lu Fengxian's eyes were extremely cold, and he gritted his teeth and shouted.

Fang Xing retracted the knife and glared: "Nonsense, I snatched it and it's mine!"