Chapter 978 The Fairy Infant Steps on His Feet

If you are invincible in the future, I will kill your future!

Fang Xing swooped down from mid-air with the magic sword in hand. The six wronged spirits on the sword opened their mouths wide and let out silent howls. A stream of mournful air swayed from the sword, mixed with the incomparable waves that the magic sword directed. In the sword energy, it entangled towards Fusu. The fierce wind felt like it was falling from the sky and crushing him hard. In the rumbling sound, this sword had already hit the endless illusion that Fusu had created. The sea of ​​swords then shattered the endless sword light like a sharp blade slicing through tofu, shocking Fusu so hard that he flew backwards!

Although Fusu's swordsmanship is strong, it is far less powerful than the demonic energy of his swordsmanship at this time!

Fusu could strike four or five swords in an instant, but Fang Xing could dodge and block, so he didn't have to take every sword forcefully...

But every time Fang Xing struck out with a sword, it was all sharp and decisive, forcing Fusu to resist with all his strength!

"Impossible, impossible, impossible..."

Fusu screamed at the top of his lungs, and thrust out with one sword after another...

When the sword light was taken out, one sword turned into three, forming all kinds of strange sword lights, and struck directly at Fang Xing.

But facing the sword light that was flying in front of him, Fang Xing was as fierce as a demon. Fa Xiang controlled the magic sword and actually faced the sword light. Every time he slashed with the sword, it shattered countless sword lights and scattered them like snowflakes. Snowflakes fell from the air, and he strode forward among the snowflakes, fiercely pressing towards Fusu, like a demon that was too powerful to stop!

"Master, I showed up today just to hack you to death!"

As Master Fusu shouted, Fang Xing rumbled and dispersed the endless sword light, and rushed towards Fusu.

At this time, he was obviously not only operating the magic sword, but also blessing the martial arts recorded in the Broken Formation Sutra. A bloody battlefield appeared behind him, blessing his sword with endless murderous aura, and making his magic appear. The magic sword he held had astonishing sword intent and was unyielding. It rushed towards Fusu like a demon, and then its magic power surged and slashed at Fusu's neck!

"What kind of swordsmanship did that Evil Barrage use? The evil intention is so heavy..."

At this moment, even Yuan Lingxiao from Xiao Huafeng couldn't help shouting, his eyes widened in shock.

Without noticing it, his palms were already soaked in cold sweat.

On the other hand, Old Immortal Yuan looked at the fierce and invincible Fang Xing with deep exhaustion in his eyes.

"Impossible, impossible. I am an immortal infant. I can see the origin of the great path. Practicing immortal magic can get twice the result with half the effort. How can you be better than me?"

At this moment, Fusu, who was forced to a corner of the ring by Fang Xing, was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered under his sword. He was like a child who had been wronged. His face was full of unwillingness, and he screamed desperately, hoping that Looking at Fang Xing's three-headed and six-armed dharma image that was charging towards him fiercely, and the magic sword that was so powerful that it made him feel cold all over, he even felt a touch of panic, and this panic made him feel ashamed, angry, and desperate. At this moment, with a sense of absolute determination, he shouted and slashed out the sword in his hand.

Miraculously, the panic in his heart actually touched a string in his heart.

And when this string was plucked, it also made his heart tremble slightly. The Tao method produced the three techniques, and at this moment he entered a new realm!

"咻" "咻" "咻"

A sword shot, but the light and shadow trembled, and it turned into three swords. But it was not over yet. The three sword lights suddenly appeared, but they had already escaped into the void. Then the sword lights extended, distracting thoughts, and the three swords turned into nine, nine. Transformed into twenty-seven, in an instant, it was like twenty-seven Fusu appeared from the void around Fang Xing at the same time. Each of them gritted their teeth, gathered all their strength, and slashed violently towards Fang Xing at the same time. With his strongest sword, all the sword light even enveloped it into a big net, trapping Fang Xing in it!

Sword twenty-seven!

Like the Tiangang Five Thunder Technique, this is almost the highest level that Fusu can perform!

The Yuan family's Tao method produces three techniques, which are unparalleled in mysteries. One sword can produce three, and three swords can turn into nine. However, this takes time. The enemy cannot stand there and let your sword light extend, so judge this method. The manifestation of the realm of immortal magic lies in how many swords can be struck by those who practice this technique in an instant. Yuan Shaomo at that time was also the genius of the Yuan family, but being able to strike out nine swords in an instant was already the ultimate!

In the sword fight just now, Fusu could only strike nine swords in the blink of an eye!

But at this moment, he seemed to have been forced out of his potential by Fang Xing's overbearing and terrifying magic sword. In the fierce fight, he suddenly ascended to a higher level, slashing out twenty-seven swords in an instant, even himself , also looked shocked after using this sword.

"The qualifications are so good..."

At this moment, even Yuan Lao Shenxian and Yuan Lingxiao sat up straight and looked down without blinking.

Even they, as elders who knew Mr. Fusu thoroughly, were shocked by Fusu's amazing performance at this time!

Everyone in the world knows that fairy babies are good, but how many people really understand the horror of fairy babies?

In just one month, even the Tiangang Five Thunder Techniques have been practiced to the third thunder, and even the Taoist Three Techniques have broken through two major realms, abruptly changing from the original one sword to produce three, to one sword to produce nine. , and now he has made a breakthrough in the process of fighting, breaking through another level, becoming one sword and twenty-seven. This kind of growth rate is simply terrifying, a kind of shock that is terrifying to think about...

His potential is greater than we imagined!

No wonder even the saints have high hopes for the immortal seedlings that they can rely on to withstand great catastrophes in the future...

Elder Yuan, who originally felt a little guilty about Fang Xing, was diluted by Fusu's surprise at this moment!

After all, Fang Xing's current strength relies on a kind of swordsmanship that he has never seen before, and relies on a bit of devilish intention. Leng Buding looks like he has used some evil method to refine the souls of the six great masters in China. Power is added to his sword to achieve magical power!

But what Fusu has shown is his true potential, a potential for immeasurable future achievements...

"not good……"

The Big Golden Crow suddenly jumped up at this time, and the golden feathers on its neck stood up like a golden sword.

Li Hongyi and others also felt their hearts in their throats, and even felt a sense of despair in their hearts...

The situation of the battle changed rapidly due to the battle between masters. In an instant, Fusu had reversed the situation of life and death and forced Fang Xing to death...

Facing the sword light coming from Fusu, Fang Xing could only wave the magic sword with all his strength to block it.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang"...

Twenty-seven rays of sword light exploded at the same time, hitting Fang Xing's sword and knocking him back nearly a hundred feet, his face turning pale.

"The evildoer must die!"

Mr. Fusu, after being in a daze for a while, looked overjoyed and took a step forward. He suppressed his excitement, raised his arms, activated the three techniques of Daofa Sheng, and then slashed out with one sword after another. Turned into a rain of swords...

Different from the sword light just now, the sword rain this time was so terrifying that it was unimaginable.

Each sword was equivalent to twenty-seven cuts with all his strength!

"What a powerful magic, what a terrifying qualification..."

At this moment, even the young man with golden eyes, who was surrounded by cultivators in the Little Immortal Realm, was murmuring in a low voice, his eyes flashing.

The rain of swords is like a tide, and it will soon submerge Fang Xing!

This war is about to end before our eyes...

Zhu Xiu's heart was already in his throat!

However, at this moment, Fang Xing's arrogant laughter suddenly rang out and spread throughout the countryside!

"Why do I feel more and more that you were born to be restrained by me?"

Facing the sword twenty-seven that Fusu had struck out in an instant, Fang Xing's laughter seemed both contemptuous and rampant, even with a bit of real surprise. Then, in this moment, his Dharma image appeared His two arms suddenly lifted up, one up and down, one yin and one yang, slowly pushing like a millstone, and then triggered the terrifying vision of heaven and earth, and the energy and movement were integrated into one.

At this moment, he stopped, paused for a tenth of his breath, stepped on the ground, and rushed forward again.

Bang!

Where he landed, he was knocked out of a big pit, and his figure rushed forward like a meteor.

In front of him were the countless sword lights struck by Fusu, each one with terrifying power.

This scene was like Fang Xing actively seeking death and rushing into the area where Fusu Kendo's power was strongest.

But a strange scene appeared. Wherever his figure passed, the power of heaven and earth surged and it was difficult to see. Every sword light struck by Fusu seemed to be aimed at him, but it barely hit him. Before, they had been pulled by the invisible force field, slipping away from him dangerously, or turning at a weird angle, and instead rushed towards other sword lights, shattering each other and falling to the ground.

Half-step Taoist method, pulling the divine power of Qi!

In this rain-like sword light, Fang Xingze's body movements are as carefree as an immortal, looming and looming, passing between the endless sword lights, as if walking among flowers, not a leaf touching his body, and occasionally swinging a sword. , shooting down the sword light that could not be avoided...

"How can this be……"

Fusu's eyes turned blood red at this moment, and he gritted his teeth and struck out with the last sword.

But it was still useless. Fang Xing didn't even look fast. He just rushed towards him with long strides. He didn't deliberately dodge or block. All the sword lights that hit him lost his control. , were flying around him one after another, and even collided with other sword lights. It seemed that they gave people the impression that even these sword lights were afraid of him and were avoiding him, and in this amazing situation In the scene, he actually rushed straight in front of him, then jumped into the air, turned around and stepped down...

"Bang..."

This time it wasn't Fusu who was kicked out. Fang Xing's condescending and unexpected kick caused Fang Xing to directly knock down his body before he could even react, shattering the ten-foot-wide arena around him. Trampled underfoot.

"You have great Dharma, but don't I?"

Fang Xing was condescending, looking down at Fusu's bloodshot eyes, patted his face with his sword, and said with a sneer.