Chapter 932 Transformed Into a Sword

Fang Xing's words are true. He really doesn't know how many skills he has left now, because with the improvement of his realm, he has rarely encountered opponents in the golden elixir realm. Against ordinary practitioners, he can hardly Killing them casually, there is no need to fight with all his strength, and for some people who seem to be stronger than him, his temperament determines that he will not choose to fight hard with them, and he has already been filled with evil intentions one after another. jumped out, which caused his prediction of his own strength to become almost a theoretical calculation. Master Lihen did not know how strong his sword was because he had been in seclusion for ten years, and he had too few opponents and did not know how strong he was. fierce!

Now, the situation is dangerous and it’s time to give it a try!

I won't fight if I don't want to take advantage, but when I really want to fight, Fang Xing won't hesitate!

In an instant, he took action, the mirror of heaven and man shone at Mr. Lihen, three heads and six arms appeared, Poya's demonic eyes opened, the dragon-marked fierce sword waved out a terrifying demonic cloud, and the remaining hands held various seals, almost In an instant, Master Lihen was enveloped inside...

The combination of various magic weapons and great arts is so powerful that it is difficult to describe it in words!

"Amazing……"

Even the little princess of Yaochi was shocked, seeing Fang Xing's true ability for the first time.

But soon she frowned: "Hey, he has three heads and six hands..."

"Ten years of dreaming to practice swordsmanship, wake up and test the sword in the world!"

Facing Fang Xing's ferocious attack, Master Lihen lowered his eyes and chanted leisurely. Then with a slash from behind, his body seemed to disappear in an instant, suddenly turning into endless sword light, and he flew away. , filled every space in this grotto. Fang Xing's Heavenly Mirror reflected it, but there was nothing in the mirror. His existence was not captured at all. Naturally, it lost its divine power, and Fang Xing's fierce dragon pattern The sword slashed away, and suddenly a hole was struck. Daoist magic light appeared from around him, but the effect was not obvious.

Transform into a sword and lose yourself!

Dajinwu and others warmly cultivated the sword spirit and turned it into the strongest attack method. However, the opponent can still attack his physical body, and his path of cultivation is based on himself, with the sword spirit as a supplement. But Young Master Lihen has obviously taken a completely different path from them. After ten years of practicing swordsmanship, he has become a sword spirit. That sword spirit is him, and he is also the sword spirit, and he has lost his physical body...

It's hard to say who is right and who is wrong!

The sword art of Master Lihen is more than ten times more powerful than that of Da Jinwu and others. After ten years of cultivation, the sword spirit of Da Jinwu and others has just begun to show its power, but he has already unleashed seven Eighty percent of the divine power is incomparable.

But accordingly, he gave up his physical body.

This kind of cruelty is probably only possessed by Mr. Lihen, who doesn't love beauty and loves killing people!

"咻" "咻" "咻"...

All the great magic weapons had lost their effect. Instead, the sword demon's big wings rolled over, collided with the endless sword light, and shattered.

"Fortunately, I have many means, otherwise I would have been bullied to death by him..."

Fang Xing also gritted his teeth secretly, simply put away other magic weapons and other objects, and concentrated on using the sword demon's big wings to fend off the enemy. For a moment, all he could see was his big sleeves waving, his figure as steady as a mountain, firmly nailed to the ground. Two large wings composed of jet-black sword light around him swayed wildly, sweeping across the void. However, in the void, there were overwhelmingly sharp and terrifying sword lights, one after another, one by one, flying in all directions, following Every flaw in him, every crack around his body, moves in and out, making it dazzling and cunning.

"Chi" "Chi" "Chi" "Chi"

The surrounding lava was scraped by their sword light, and it fell down like tofu. Endless gravel and strange rocks fell one after another, and then were twisted into powder by the sword light, making this cave become wider and taller. When they got up, their battle circle had expanded from a radius of twenty feet to a radius of thirty to a hundred feet. A huge grotto was cut out of the cave!

"In my dream, I practiced swordsmanship for ten years and achieved kendo, but when I woke up, I found that I was gone..."

The two kendos of Sword Spirit and Sword Demon collided fiercely in the field, as if a battlefield had emerged. In this battlefield, the sound of endless sword sounds sounded, and it was Master Lihen who was speaking. He seemed a little surprised and a little surprised: "But without me, it helped me embark on the path of supreme swordsmanship. One sword from the heart can destroy all means. I thought that I could break through ten thousand means with one sword. There is no rival in the same realm. I didn't expect your weird swordsmanship." , is actually somewhat similar to the way of swordsmanship that I realized. Unfortunately, you can’t give up on yourself, so you can only find ways to defend, and the way of swordsmanship is the way to kill. If you have the intention to protect yourself, you are destined to fail in the way of swordsmanship. Pure, how can you compete with me?"

"Ding" "ding" "ding" "ding"...

Countless tiny sounds sounded in the air from time to time, and bursts of terrifying sword wind blew. As Master Lihen sneered, countless sword lights changed like formations, and they kept cutting off Fang Xing's two sword demon wings. It was like one kind of sword intent was eroding another kind of sword intent. Step by step, he gained a stronger advantage bit by bit, and gradually gained the upper hand. And his voice suddenly penetrated like a sword. Fang Xing's heart was constantly tugging at his heartstrings, destroying his fighting spirit, and even despising his swordsmanship...

There is indeed some truth to what he said. During the battle with Fuyao Gongxuan and Si Niang, Fang Xing had already discovered that his sword magic technique was extremely powerful, but it was a pity that he had not fully understood it and used it for defense. , because this sword demon's art is originally an offensive swordsmanship, but it will inevitably have some flaws, and its power is even invisible and weakened by 30%. When fighting with Master Lihen, this disadvantage is even more obvious.

He has outgrown himself, so he can give up defense completely and concentrate on the sword.

Of course, this is the truth, but when Master Lihen said it, Fang Xing became unhappy...

"A fight is a fight, why are you talking so much?"

While he was concentrating on flying the Sword Demon's wings, he raised his eyebrows and cursed: "Now you are bragging very coolly, but don't you know where the sword fetus came from? You are so shameless. , snatched it from a woman, right? Let me tell you, her sword fetus was given to me by me, and now you are holding the treasure that originally belonged to me and bragging about it, have you ever thought about how this sword fetus feels? "

"Let me tell you, when I first heard about this, I was still angry. At that time, I wanted to pull you out and slap you alive, but now that I see you acting like this, I suddenly don't feel angry anymore. If I had known that you would become such a bear-like young man after getting the sword fetus, I might have taken the initiative to give the sword fetus to you, hahahaha, you are so proud of yourself when you practice swordsmanship, you have the nerve to say that, you are quite proud, right?"

Boom!

Speaking of rising, his sword demon's big wings rolled fiercely, swaying out layers of magic light, forcing the sword light in the air back a few feet, and simply cursed with his hands on his waist: "Master, I will ask you now, even if you So what if you have mastered the supreme swordsmanship now, so what if you are truly invincible? Even your own physical body has not been trained. I just ask you, do you still taste good when you eat? Can you still sleep at night?"

His voice became more and more thoughtful, and finally he became more powerful and asked confidently: "Is there a little penis in your crotch?"

"Hey, why are you asking..."

The little princess of Yaochi couldn't listen any more and raised her hands to cover her ears.

But after being reminded by Fang Xing, she really thought about this problem...

Yes, Mr. Lihen said that he had trained himself to death. In fact, the physical body was integrated into the sword spirit and transformed into a sword. From then on, it became like a weapon spirit. However, in this way, all the characteristics of a human being were lost. Disappeared, then he...

"Alas, it's too dirty, I can't think about it anymore..."

The little princess's face suddenly turned red, and she simply covered her face this time.

"nonsense!"

In the void, countless sword lights buzzed and trembled, and Master Lihen's angry voice also rang out. His voice, which had always seemed as cold as a sword, also showed unspeakable anger. After all, he had just woken up not long ago. After all, he had just begun to accept it after discovering that he had lost his ability to practice swordsmanship in his ten years of dreaming. Although Fang Xing's scoldings were vulgar and even seemed a bit shameful, they really stung him and made him angry. The unstoppable surge surged: "Can you still survive under my sword?"

boom!

The countless sword lights in the air suddenly merged with each other and turned into eight strange swords with simple auras. According to the direction of the innate gossip, Fang Xing was pointed firmly in the middle. After a moment of pause, the sword energy Skyrocketing, coming straight at you!

At this time, he suddenly activated his strongest swordsmanship!

As if in response to Fang Xing's words, so what if I lose everything, but you will lose your life under my sword!

Fang Xing's sword demon wings had been almost worn away by him, but now he was going to crush them in one fell swoop with this blow.

But that's the moment Fang Xing waited for. When the Eight Swords struck, he directly grabbed the Sword Demon's wings!

Just like this, he stood alone in the middle of the eight ancient swords.

"Little steamed bun, now!"

Fang Xing suddenly shouted loudly, then moved his hands up and down, pushing slowly.

The eight ancient swords were about to pierce Fang Xing's body and crush him to pieces, but the little princess had already taken advantage of this moment to take action, and she didn't know what kind of weird spell she had cast. Layers of ripples suddenly appeared in the air. The eight ancient swords were imprisoned in the void.

It was only a moment of confinement, but it was a crucial moment for Fang Xing.

In such an instant, he had pushed his hands in a circle, up and down, left and right, and two extremely powerful forces manifested around him, and the surrounding melting walls were directly following him at any moment. His movements were distorted, like soft mud, and the sky and the earth began to rotate. In the induction of his spiritual thoughts, he seemed to see that the sky was falling and the earth was rising. With Fang Xing as the core, the two forces representing the sky and the earth suddenly They collided together, trapping everything around Fang Xing between heaven and earth.

"This...what kind of magic is this?"

The eight ancient swords screamed together, and Master Lihen's somewhat frightened cry was heard.

"If you don't train yourself, you will transform into a sword. With one sword, you will destroy all things. Then I will turn the world into a millstone..."

Fang Xing slowly pushed the Heaven and Earth Grinding Machine, and said with a sneer: "I still want the Overlord to force his bow. Why are you so majestic and powerful?"