Chapter 823: Being Clever but Being Misled by Cleverness

Fang Xing's slingshot skills were acquired through childhood practice.

When I was a child, I used it to shoot chickens, and when I got older, I used it to shoot birds. When I was older, I used it to hit the oil lamp of the widow Xiaohua's house. Later, I even blinded a policeman. However, as I encountered more and more skills, the slingshot gradually disappeared. He only gave it up when he found a place to use it. But now, with the appearance of the rune stones, he has room to display his skills again. He finally picked up this skill again, and his fighting was really hearty, not to mention amazing. It was extremely accurate. Even if it was inaccurate, there would be almost no survivors left under the projectile, and it would explode in one hit.

"Where is he!"

Soon, someone also discovered Fang Xing's location, and the sound of shouting spread throughout the countryside.

"Whizzing"

High in the sky, among the clouds, two rays of light suddenly fell from the sky.

Astonishingly, there were two extremely powerful longevity swords, which suddenly shot out and fell from the sky, one on the left and one on the right, attacking both sides.

Faced with such an attack, Fang Xing was almost unable to resist. After all, the magic bow was still suitable for long-range attacks. For example, if an opponent with similar strength to him was thousands of miles away from him, Fang Xing would definitely win. He can't hide, he can't escape, and he has no chance to get close. But if he is a hundred miles away, then the opponent still has some chance of winning. And if the opponent is close to a thousand feet away, if Fang Xing only uses the magic bow, There was no chance of winning. After all, at their level, the action of aiming and drawing the bow was already too slow.

Of course, this is only for ordinary monks.

Those who are good at attacking from afar will not be good at defending at close range. This is the evaluation of monks who use bows and arrows in the spiritual world.

But Fang Xing was different, he was just as fierce up close!

"Here comes the knife!"

Facing these two murderous intentions falling from the sky, Fang Xing let out a powerful sound, opened his right hand, and with a "swish" sound, the dragon-patterned murderous knife that he had inserted on the ground next to him in advance jumped into his hand, facing him. Two immortal swords came from the sky. Fang Xing swung his murderous sword, and surged with overwhelming energy, wiping it straight into the air. At the same time, the sword demon's big wings behind him appeared and rolled towards the two people from both sides.

In just an instant, the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed.

"boom!"

The two immortal swords were impressively extraordinary. One of them moved in an instant and ducked behind Fang. The other suddenly shouted loudly, and a five-petaled flower appeared behind him. As he roared, the five-petaled flower lost two petals in an instant, and two erratic streams of divine light appeared behind him. The fierce dragon-marked sword slashed at him, and he resisted forcefully. One of the two divine lights disappeared, and then the sword demon's big wings rolled towards him. He couldn't dodge, but the second divine light was destroyed.

Facing Fang Xing's ferocious attacks, he suddenly blocked them all, and stabbed Fang Xing's chest with his own gun.

The white jade longevity sword is often used in the longevity sword, and the one he used was an iron spear.

"Damn it, aren't they a bunch of fish? Why are they so difficult to deal with?"

This unexpected attack gave Fang Xing a headache. The sword demon flapped its wings in the air and retreated backwards.

The annoying thing about the Immortal Sword is that it seems that all the assassins belong to the same organization, but in fact they come from different sects and families. It's like they all use the white jade Immortal Sword to fight the enemy on the surface, but in fact they They each have different magical powers, and when they are monsters like them, they can't measure the strength of a person from the perspective of cultivation. They can only compete in a serious battle. It looks like If a bastard like this really takes action, his strength will be very troublesome.

"Bang bang..."

The two assassins hit the air and hit the mountain at the same time, chasing after them again.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

At the same time, in the void, from all directions, there were countless sounds of breaking through the air, strangled towards Fang Xing in the middle.

This time, the Eternal Life Sword actually attracted no less than thirty people. Just now, Fang Xing was hit with bullets in all directions and killed more than a dozen people. Now, there are still more than a dozen people left, and they can survive and their strength is extraordinary. At this time They suddenly surrounded Fang Xing in the air and beat him randomly.

"Cut the five formations!"

During the siege, someone suddenly shouted out this name, and then nine people rose up in the air, each holding a seal.

"Not good..."

At this moment, Fang Xing was suddenly startled, and a sense of crisis appeared in his heart.

He had heard of this five-killing formation from Jiang Lingxu. It was a hunting formation developed by experts in the Eternal Sword for those powerful monks. The principle of the formation was to use more to defeat fewer. But there is another difference. He can gather the power of many monks with lower strength to hunt and kill people with higher cultivation level than them. To put it simply, if the nine people in the formation fight alone, they will not be able to do it. He can choke two people to death with one hand, but if the other party surrounds him, he is in great danger and may fall at any time.

"Zhan Wu" means a formation that is enough to kill the masters of the five realms!

"Can't be trapped by them..."

A warning sign arose in Fang Xing's heart, he shouted low, secretly squeezed the seal, and a green mist floated around him.

At the same time, he took a step forward, his figure as carefree as an immortal, moving and changing in an indescribably mysterious and unpredictable way.

Cover your eyes!

Xiaoyao Sutra!

At this moment, Fang Xing suddenly used these two methods to escape from the five-kill formation.

After he obtained the Xiaoyao Sutra, although he was pressed for time, he also gained some insights under the stimulation of the Taishang Dan Sutra.

Boom!

Watching the nine immortal swordsmen each cast their spells, the energy on their bodies was about to connect into a large net and surround Fang Xing. But at this moment, Fang Xing's figure was looming, and he was free and flying in the air. At the last moment, they broke out from the encirclement of their Qi machine and fled high into the sky. This immediately frightened the assassin of the Changsheng Sword and gave him a sense of despair.

With the Five Killing Formation, it would not be a problem to kill this little devil.

But if there is no chance to trap him in the killing formation, then how can he exert the power of the five-killing formation?

"Haha, stay in the formation!"

At this moment, Fang Xing was watching helplessly escaping, when a faint shout suddenly sounded above his head.

A terrifying palm force suddenly appeared from above his head and slammed down.

"Fuck you, uncle, what do you want to do?"

Fang Xing roared and shouted, struggling to resist the blow. With a bang, the opponent was forced away by him, but he couldn't stop falling.

Below, the Five Killing Formation Qi Machinery had been formed, turning into a big net, and Fang Xing fell into the big net.

And above him, a man in black robes stood with his hands behind his back, majestic and indescribable.

Surprisingly, it was Lu Xiaoyao. Lu Xiaoyao, who had already joined forces with Fang Xing, took action at this time and forced Fang Xing back into the five-kill formation.

Speaking of which, with the enlightenment of the ghost-covering eyes method and part of the Xiaoyao Sutra, Fang Xing's figure was unpredictable, but only Lu Xiaoyao, the founder of the Taishang Xiaoyao Sutra, could intercept the ghost at this critical moment. In front of him, he struck him down with a palm.

"Although I have some quarrels with the Taoist friends of the Eternal Sword, we still cooperated in the end. And you, the devil, have been disrespectful to me many times, and you are also a traitor to my supreme Taoism. A life-and-death battle between you and me will be difficult sooner or later. Avoid, how can I really help you deal with the Taoist friends of the Eternal Life Sword? Haha, little devil, you think you have a plan, plot against me, and the Eternal Life Sword, but in fact it is..."

Lu Xiaoyao's voice sounded faintly in the air, with a hint of contempt: "...Is it too big for you?"

"Damn it, Lu Xiaoyao, you are shameless, didn't we sign a contract?"

Fang Xing angrily resisted the siege of the Five Killing Formation of the Changsheng Sword and cursed loudly at the same time.

But not mentioning this, Lu Xiaoyao's face became extremely angry when he mentioned this. He pointed at Fang Xing and shouted: "Little devil, you are slippery, cunning and weird! Do you think I can't see it? Your true spirit is different, a demon outside and a saint inside, twins in one body? You don’t have to abide by the contract signed with you, otherwise there will be backlash. It will just rest on the magic shell outside of your true spirit and cannot hurt you. , but you underestimated my immortal spiritual eyes too much, and saw through your intentions at a glance, I just used my trick to trick you into a trap!"

"you……"

After hearing this, Fang Xing was secretly shocked and speechless for a moment.

His true spirit of external demon and inner saint is unique and hard to find in the world. Since he had this true spirit, he has deceived many people and never revealed his true spirit. However, he did not expect that Lu Xiaoyao would see it. , but he plotted against himself...

The spirit of a true immortal indeed contains great magical powers, and all kinds of mystical wonders cannot be predicted by oneself.

"Okay, it's yours, but you also signed the contract. Now if you attack me, aren't you afraid of backlash?"

At this point, Fang Xing seemed to have no choice but to be stubborn.

But when Lu Xiaoyao heard this, he burst out laughing: "You have the outer demon and the inner saint, but I don't have the outer mortal and the inner immortal? You use the magic shell to resist the backlash, but I can use the inherent power of this body to Use the mortal spirit to resist the backlash. Not only can this backlash not hurt me at all, but it can actually help me completely erase the bit of mortal spirit that refuses to dissipate, and help me completely master this physical body!"

As he spoke, his energy rose higher and higher, and as he walked forward step by step, a fairy cloud gradually appeared above his head, reflecting in all directions. The fairy aura spread out as if it had its own life. This whole valley was covered.

"I also know that you are as cunning as a ghost, and your thoughts are unpredictable. You may have set up other escape plans. Unfortunately, I have already observed and understood that you are indeed here in person, so there is no need to worry about your other... What's the trick? I'll burn a ray of fairy spirit to seal off this valley. Even if you have a magic weapon like space travel, you can't use it at all. You will have companions to support you, and I can resist it all. So, today you You are destined to die, but a certain family wants to ask you, little devil, are you convinced that you have been trapped this time?"

Lu Xiaoyao, with fluttering sleeves and flying black robe, stood under the bright moon, with a vast fairy wind and an indifferent voice.

He was aloof, and seemed to be a bit playful, like a god looking down at the ants!