Chapter 811 Chasing the True Immortal

"You have today too..."

Fang Xing looked at Lu Fengxian with a look that was extremely harsh. He already knew that this bastard was the powerful guy who had repeatedly plotted against him, but he only suffered retribution. The master cut off the connection between the true spirit and the immortal source, and then sealed his immortal source, to a certain extent. It means that his true spirit has been trapped in Lu Fengxian's body, and he has lost his great supernatural power. The strongest power he can exert now is just the cultivation level of Lu Fengxian's body. Killing Lu Fengxian is equivalent to killing him. he.

Fang Xing was very angry with him before and bullied him many times. Now he got the chance and his murderous intent came out.

While shouting, he rushed over and slashed at the pile of formation flags. It could be said that he used 12% of his strength, even more fiercely than before. The dragon-marked murderous sword roared out a stream of demonic energy, and in a while, ten people were killed. The Dao formation flags were all chopped to pieces. This kind of formation is a death formation. The people who set up the formation trapped themselves in the formation, and did not ask for it to survive. They only used their own magic power to move it, so they could not break it. If you go there, you can only rely on your own strength to cut them off. How long you can protect them depends on the number of formation flags. Now as the formation flags are cut off, the power of protection becomes weaker and weaker.

"Ant, how dare you bully me like this?"

When Lu Fengxian saw this, his expression changed drastically, with an unbearable look of humiliation on his face. He suddenly shouted loudly, and instead took the initiative to wave away the formation flag. He soared into the sky, holding a Fangtian painted halberd, with great majesty. It fell in mid-air and stabbed Fang Xing straight in the chest.

Everyone has their own fighting style. When Fang Xing fights with others, he is a typical barbaric and unreasonable person. He swings his sword and chops and chop randomly. Lu Fengxian fights with others with unparalleled bravery and divine power. His big halberd cuts horizontally and vertically. Cutting, covering all directions, fighting with all his strength, but at this time, the true spirit was sent into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and the fighting style changed again. There was a hint of immortality in every move, and that attitude seemed to be condescending. , one thrust of the halberd will kill the personality on the spot, as carelessly as trampling an ant to death...

"I get angry when I see you!"

Facing this halberd falling from the sky, Fang Xing gasped in anger, swiped the sword horizontally, rushed forward, and shouted loudly.

"Break the formation!"

In an instant, the sword followed him, as if he was invincible, and his fighting spirit surged. One person rushed forward, but it seemed that he had brought thousands of troops with him.

Astonishingly, this is the first level of martial arts in the Breaking Formation Sutra.

The Formation Breaking Sutra has no moves, but it has realms, and this is the first realm, which is called the Formation Breaking Style.

The Supreme Immortal Po Zhenzi back then was born on the battlefield, and his first martial arts style was obtained from leading his army to break through.

Summon the murderous energy of the ancient battlefield to bless yourself, charge bravely, and gain endless momentum.

Lu Fengxian stabbed him with a halberd, but Fang Xing rushed towards him without dodging. Although he was only one person, thousands of troops seemed to appear behind him. Even with his knowledge, he was not only shocked, But he soon came to his senses. He tapped his halberd lightly, like a dragonfly touching water, and shouted: "You have learned all the scriptures of Fourth Senior Brother. You are very capable. Unfortunately, the Fire Lord is too shallow. What can you do to me?"

"Bang!"

This halberd was pointed out, but it was so wonderful that it hit the weak spot in the middle of Fang Xing's dragon-patterned fierce sword.

"boom!"

All the phantoms of thousands of troops and horses behind Fang Xing disappeared, and he quickly fell backwards.

"Hahahahaha, I am a real immortal, even if the tiger falls in peace, how can I be an ignorant kid like you..."

Lu Fengxian laughed loudly and loudly.

But he soon stopped laughing, because Fang Xing stepped back dozens of feet, stepped on the void with his feet, and rushed over again. This time, what appeared behind him was a majestic mountain, with powerful power, straight up. If Mount Tai is pressing down, it seems like an immortal is holding a huge mountain and flying from the sky to suppress all enemies. Before this momentum, Fang Xing slashes straight with his sword and shouts: "Mountain-breaking style..."

boom!

Before the knife fell, the phantom of the mountain behind him had already shattered.

Lu Fengxian, who was looking at this phantom, had a splitting headache for a moment, as if his head was shattered along with the mountain.

"You've even learned this move, you have some skills..."

He endured his headache, and with a sharp shout, the euphorbia swept across.

As someone who had lived in the same era as that Po Zhenzi, he knew how powerful this technique was. At that time, when he had just entered Taishang Taoism for the first time, he knew that there was such a freak in the sect. He was born in the battlefield and did not practice magic. , only specialized in martial arts, and the way to practice martial arts, besides fighting with people, is to use mountains as stakes to hone martial arts. Over the past hundred years, I don’t know how many mountains have been broken and how many mountains have been flattened, until I have perfected my martial arts. The phantom of a mountain collapsing into the air is simply miraculous...

"Boom!"

This halberd collided with Fang Xing's fierce knife, and even he had to stagger back, gritting his teeth.

He suddenly discovered that, based on pure strength, he was no longer a match for this junior. He felt disappointed, ashamed and angry beyond words.

Now it is no different than just now. When his true spirit descended suddenly, he relied on surprise and intimidation to kill him. But now, without the source of immortality, he no longer has the coercive divine power of that realm, and relies on his physical body. If it was a hard fight, it was because the true spirit was incompatible with Lu Fengxian's body, and Lu Fengxian's own will was slowly awakening. He subconsciously felt the danger of the bird occupying the dove's nest, and was struggling desperately, which made him unable to fight. He can control this body as he wishes. This body already possesses innate divine power, but he cannot exert it.

"Oops, I blocked the third move again, the Immortal Killing Move..."

Fang Xing shouted, brandished a murderous knife, and chased after him.

When Lu Fengxian or Lu Xiaoyao heard this, he immediately shouted: "It's nonsense, it's not like this..."

Fang Xingke didn't care, he just chopped it over and shouted, "Can't I make it up myself?"

While he was talking, the dragon-patterned fierce sword slashed at him, and the evil energy was rolling in and out.

In fact, he had only mastered two moves, but Lu Xiaoyao was clearly defeated, even if he slashed randomly, he could still contain him.

"This kid is so vicious..."

Lu Xiaoyao secretly resented it. In his eagerness, he didn't dare to pick it up again. He wandered around in an extremely elegant manner, dodging in the air.

If you want to say that an immortal is an immortal, he is obviously running away in a panic, but his posture is extremely graceful.

After fighting Fang Xing for a few moves, he finally figured it out. He thought that Lu Fengxian couldn't take down the little devil when his body and spirit were united. Now he didn't have control over this body as he wanted, so he couldn't take down the little devil. Why fight with this little devil?

For a moment, cold sweat dropped from his anxious forehead, and he felt quite frustrated.

"We must leave, otherwise we will be in danger..."

Although as an immortal, it was really embarrassing to be beaten by a junior and run away in embarrassment, but he couldn't care less.

Boom!

He shook his hands, and behind his head, more than a dozen mysterious runes floated out. They were suspended in mid-air, and the fairy sounds were ethereal. At the same time, his tongue burst into spring thunder, and he shouted to the people around him: "Listen, cultivators, I have immortals." Daozang, the Thirteenth Way of Magic, here today I have made an immortal edict and swear by God's will. Who can kill this demon for me? I will reward you with an immortal sutra and three volumes of immortal magic. Can you keep an eye on the demon for me when I return? Anyone who tells his whereabouts at that time will be rewarded with a scroll of immortal magic. In addition, we must not forget that to kill this demon, there are also three Bai Yulings promised by Bai Yujing! If you want to get the immortal opportunity, why not rise up and conquer the demon? , there are so many magical opportunities, just fight for a narrow thread. Don’t miss this opportunity. I am physically unwell now, so I have to retreat. Who among you can kill this demon, and secretly call my name, you will be able to sense it in your heart, and carry it with you. Immortal Sutra and Daozang are here to give you, please remember..."

Amidst the loud shouts, his figure swayed like an immortal, and he suddenly retreated. A white robe loomed in the air, and disappeared in an instant.

Fang Xing chased for a long time with a big sword, but even the shadow of him was gone after him, but he almost exploded with anger. Taishang Xiaoyao was used by Zhengzhu'er, the speed was so fast that it was hard to predict, and he came and went with all his strength. After that, not even Nascent Soul could catch up with him...

But the loud shout of Xiaoyao Immortal before leaving was like rolling spring thunder, echoing in the field and falling on the heads of the cultivators.

After hearing this, many monks looked at Fang Xing with strange eyes.

Not to mention the Immortal Sutra and Daozang that this man promised, the three white jade tokens alone are really exciting!

And the runes that Lu Xiaoyaolin displayed before escaping were indeed the manifestation of some kind of immortal scripture. They couldn't be faked and were priceless!

Of course, their hearts were beating. When Fang Xing looked at them with arrogant eyes, everyone immediately turned their heads away. Some even whistled pretending to be nonchalant. Fang Xing was really acting too wildly. Who dares to mess with him...

Of course, no one dared to provoke Fang Xing. When the news spreads, many people will come to make a fortune.

Lu Xiaoyao's move was precisely to make Fang Xing overwhelmed and exhausted. After he had completely refined Lu Fengxian's true spirit and took that body as his own, he could directly appear and kill him. This was a plan that killed two birds with one stone. Already...

However, although Lu Xiaoyao's words did not cause turmoil at the scene, they had already angered Fang Xing.

"Hey, at this time, you still want to lure the cultivators to deal with me? Don't I have the White Jade Order as a young master?"

He felt anxious and shouted angrily: "Listen here, you bastards, don't you just want the White Jade Order? The leader of Jiedao Tietian Cult issued a talisman edict today. Anyone who can track that Lu for me I will reward the bastard in my family with a piece of white jade. Whoever can bring me the head of that bastard, I will reward him with ten pieces of white jade. Do you all listen?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and more than a dozen pieces of white jade were flying in the air. Under the sun, the white jade was dazzling.

"Forehead……"

Everyone was stunned, looking at the dozens of white jade buildings, and even forgot to whir for a moment...

Damn it, is that the White Jade Order? Are they all Baiyu Ling?

When did this white jade order become such a worthless cabbage?

The void was silent for a while, and no one answered for a long time. After a long time, someone suddenly heard a trembling cry outside the demon abyss. The cultivators turned around and saw the owner of Zhanxie Building with an angry face outside the demon abyss. , and pointed at Fang Xing, his fingers trembling with anger: "You... it turns out it was you, the one who stole hundreds of runes and twenty-seven white jade tokens from my White Jade Treasure House Building..."