Chapter 262 Sweep

Explosive killings from all directions, unparalleled ferocity!

A large amount of ink rolled up, darkening the sky in an instant.

"So strong!"

Duan Shiye's face changed drastically, and he was hit by the ink he released, as if being sucked into a whirlpool, and his whole person was spinning.

On the viewing platform, everyone looked up to the sky.

Looking around, the ink in the sky is chaotic, blocking the sky and confusing the sight.

Like a giant ink painting!

Duan Shiye immediately disappeared.

After a long time...

Suddenly, Duan Shiye appeared again and broke out of the whirlpool.

I saw him in the wild ink, swimming desperately while waving the hilt of the sword.

The gushing ink seemed to be attracted, and gathered drop by drop towards the hilt of the sword.

Gradually, the chaotic ink finally calmed down.

Finally, all the ink came together again to form an ink-colored sword.

But at this time, Duan Shiye's hair was messy, his clothes were tattered, and his elegant demeanor was gone.

What's even worse is that he was knocked out of the martial arts arena by the force of the impact.

Duan Shiye stared deeply at Fang Zhixing, took a few deep breaths, sheathed his sword, cupped his hand and said, "Fang Keqing, you win."

"...Concession."

Fang Zhixing remained silent for a while and returned the favor without much expression on his face.

This Duan Shiye is a fraud!

He didn't use all his strength at all. The sword's intention seemed to be powerful, but in fact it was staged and collapsed at the first touch.

From beginning to end, his moves were gorgeous and exaggerated, but they had no killing intent.

It's obviously a mess.

certainly!

Except for Fang Zhixing and Duan Shiye.

Others cannot detect the details.

I just watched a fun scene.

On the surface, the two people were fighting very fiercely, and it seemed real.

But in fact, Duan Shiye was flat from the beginning.

Acting in a play, going through the motions.

"What does this mean?"

Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed, thoughtfully.

Duan Shiye quickly admitted defeat and retreated. There was another commotion and discussion on the viewing platform.

"amazing!"

Xiang Hongyuan, the master of Mojian Sect, stood up, sighed with his hands on his hands, and said with sincere praise:

"Fang Keqing's demon form is quite extraordinary. The ten tentacles integrate attack and defense. They are perfect. It's like opening up a field without any flaws."

Guan Zhaohua, the master of the Feihuang Sect, smiled softly and agreed: "Duan Shiye's swordsmanship is actually very good, and with the blessing of the Liumo Sword, the power of the sword cannot be underestimated, but it still cannot break through Fang Keqing's ten tentacles. "

"???"

Fan Zhenglun listened to the two old foxes singing and singing, and their expressions and tone were extremely sincere and did not seem to be fake.

But no matter how you listen to it, there is a sense of deliberate flattery in it.

Fan Zhenglun was wary and continued: "Fang Keqing is young and energetic and has no sense of measure. If Duan Shiye goes all out, the outcome will be unpredictable."

Xiang Hongyuan chuckled and said: "If you lose, you lose, if you win, you win. I, the Mo Jian Sect, dare to say that Fang Keqing is the top master of the ten sects."

As soon as these words came out!

The world suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at him sideways.

After a while, Zhongli Wanfeng, the leader of the Yunshui Sect, nodded his head and said with a smile: "I also deeply agree. Fang Keqing's strength is obvious to all, and he killed You Buchu and Gong Xixiong. This record is really dazzling. It’s so admirable that I can’t deny it.”

"well said!"

Guan Zhaohua stood up, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I also agree that Fang Keqing is the number one in the sect. Of all the Jianghu sects in Danzhou, I'm afraid no one can be his rival."

"I agree with this!"

"Deserved!"

"We are all old, now it is the world of young people!"

For a time, Qingliang Temple, Miaoyin Pavilion, Taohua Island, Xiantian Sect, and Qingniu Temple all expressed their agreement.

Eight sects that were fighting each other, eight forces that were fighting openly and secretly, actually at this moment, spoke in unison and reached a high degree of consensus.

Such a scene is really rare!

Fan Zhenglun felt confused and frowned, showing an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

He put his hands behind his hands and asked, "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"

There was no movement from the eight sects.

No one came forward to challenge Fang Zhixing.

Everyone seemed to have surrendered.

Fan Zhenglun's eyes flashed and he quickly turned to the Chief Secretary.

"Haha, all of you, you are really like a hawk when you don't see a rabbit!"

A smile appeared on Ji Xiangjun's lips and he said loudly: "No matter who defeats or kills Fang Zhixing, the entire Gongxi clan's property belongs to him."

After hearing this, everyone from the eight sects took a deep breath, and their eyes became hot.

Zhong Kunyu, the leader of the Xiantian Sect, stood up first and said with a smile: "Master Chief, our Xiantian Sect is willing to offer advice and want to have a discussion with Fang Keqing."

Ji Xiangjun continued: "Who are you planning to send? Could it be your son Zhong Wengui?"

Zhong Kunyu smiled and said nothing, but then, a young man wearing Taoist robes walked out from behind him.

He has a handsome face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an extraordinary temperament. He seems to be less than thirty years old.

This person is none other than Zhong Wengui, who is known as a once-in-a-thousand-year martial arts wizard.

It is said that he is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, has a photographic memory, and has a terrifyingly high level of understanding.

If any martial arts comes into his hands, he can fully understand its secrets as long as he looks at it a few times.

However, there are also rumors that Zhong Wengui does not seem to like practicing martial arts. Instead, he likes to travel and focus on poetry and poetry.

Zhong Wengui appeared on the stage casually, and his figure turned into a series of afterimages as he moved, and came to the martial arts arena.

"Here, here, another master is on the stage."

"I know him, he is Zhong Wengui, the top master of the Nine Ox Realm!"

"It turns out that it is Zhong Wengui, a versatile man of both civil and military skills. Hmm, maybe only he can defeat Fang Zhixing."

...

The viewing platform was boiling, and then quickly quieted down.

Everyone was concentrating and holding their breath, not wanting to miss any second.

Zhong Wengui smiled slightly, and politely bowed his hands and said: "Guoqing Fang, Wengui is here to show his respect, please teach me."

"I dare not."

Fang Zhixing remained calm. At this time, he could not determine whether Zhong Wengui would also pretend to be defeated, so he could only calm down and take action when he should.

The next second!

Zhong Wengui slowly raised his hands, put them in front of his chest, and pinched out a mysterious spell.

In an instant, his hair and robes danced without wind, floating silently.

A pair of big eyes under thick eyebrows suddenly burst out with a strong fighting spirit.

"Okay, he's serious!"

Fang Zhixing instantly felt a strong will.

Zhong Wengui had no intention of killing, but wanted to defeat him very much!

This is the mentality of a strong man!

As expected!

Zhong Wengui's whole body shook, and the strong innate aura rushed straight into the sky, gushing out from the two-handed magic formula, turning into streams of light, interweaving and gradually condensing into a Bagua totem, complex and mysterious.

Then, the Bagua totem began to rotate on its own, not fast, but it stirred the air, the wind and clouds surged, and the sky and the earth changed color.

"Fang Keqing, be careful!"

Zhong Wengui's expression was slightly cold, and he raised his right hand and pressed it on the Bagua totem.

Buzz~

A huge vibration suddenly spread!

Zhong Wengui's right hand passed through the Bagua totem and suddenly accelerated.

The arm became longer and thicker!

The palm turned into a giant palm!

With the terrifying palm force, he pushed forward.

"Xiantian Bagua Palm!"

Zhong Wengui let out an excited roar, and his power increased.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing, who was ready to go, opened his eyes wide and his expression became more serious.

The giant palm came very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, catching people off guard.

Fang Zhixing immediately waved ten blood-colored tentacles, vibrating together, and smashed forward.

The explosive killing force of the ten directions came out, meeting the giant palm, head-on.

Bang!

The two forces collided straight together, shocking the world.

Accompanied by a dull bang, a circle of circular air waves spread out, raising rolling sand and dust, sweeping in all directions.

The people on the viewing platform were immediately hit by the sandstorm, and were blown forward and backward, unable to open their eyes.

Fortunately, there was a thick defensive wall outside the martial arts stage to block it, otherwise many people would definitely be injured.

After a fierce collision, Zhong Wengui's giant palm quickly bounced back and passed through the Bagua totem.

When the giant palm returned to Zhong Wengui, it had shrunk and turned into a normal palm.

All ten blood-colored tentacles also rolled back and coiled around Fang Zhixing.

"Interesting..."

Fang Zhixing's face showed a playful look.

The innate Bagua palm is so powerful that...

It almost pushed Fang Zhixing to shake.

Fang Zhixing didn't give in either, waving ten blood-colored tentacles, splitting the troops into two groups, five on the left and five on the right, attacking from both sides.

Zhong Wengui retreated half a step, squatted slightly, and made a hand gesture. The Bagua totem in front of him rotated 180 degrees, stretched out, and turned into a round shield.

See this scene!

The leader of Feihuang Sect, Guan Zhaohua, could not help but praise: "Xiantian Bagua is also an attack and defense, which is extraordinary."

Zhong Kunyu stroked his beard and smiled. In fact, Xiantian Bagua is better at defense and can be classified as the black tortoise system.

Of course, there is a mystery in defense, that is, when attacked, it will cause recoil damage.

Moreover, this recoil damage is almost perfect, with 100% feedback output.

The enemy will have 100% of the power to hit, and there will be 100% of the power to rebound.

In other words, as long as the Bagua totem stands firm, the loser will definitely be the enemy.

Zhong Kunyu is very confident about this, and his expression of winning is undisguised between his eyebrows.

Boom~

It's like thunder, deafening.

The Bagua totem was hit by ten bloody tentacles in turn, and was beaten ten times in one breath.

The scene is a bit brutal!

The whole totem gradually twisted and deformed, and several places sank.

A sandstorm was set off again on the martial arts stage.

After a stalemate, Zhong Wengui's face was tense, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his hands were pinched.

Fang Zhixing's expression turned cold, and he raised ten bloody tentacles high up, smashing them all over his head.

Bang~

The Bagua totem suddenly broke apart, collapsed and disintegrated, like broken porcelain.

"Wow!"

Zhong Wengui immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was shaken out and fell heavily on the stage.

His father Zhong Kunyu shouted "Not good", stood up with a look of extreme shock on his face.

"Wow~"

Zhong Wengui climbed up with difficulty, half-knelt on the ground, and coughed out another mouthful of blood. His face was ashen and his expression was listless.

He only felt the blood and qi churning all over his body.

The remaining power of the ten-sided explosion rushed through his body and destroyed it wantonly.

In a moment, he suffered a serious internal injury.

The whole audience suddenly became quiet.

Everyone got goosebumps.

Although Duan Shiye was defeated quickly, he hadn't made a move for a long time, and no one could understand his depth.

But he never expected that Zhong Wengui, who was even more famous, would lose so quickly.

Fang Zhixing almost destroyed everything. He picked up ten bloody tentacles and smashed them, which was too much for Zhong Wengui.

The expressions of everyone in the eight sects completely changed.

In fact, they secretly discussed it before coming.

The reason why Ji Xiangjun held this competition was very clear, and he told them directly.

Just let them try how strong Fang Zhixing is and see if he is really capable of killing Gong Xixiong, a leader in a small family.

The problem is that various sects agreed verbally, but were not convinced in their hearts.

There is no benefit, so why let them contribute people and efforts?

There's no benefit if you win, and it's embarrassing if you lose. What's going on?

So, there was the previous scene.

Duan Shiye quickly faked defeat at first, and then eight sects rushed to praise Fang Zhixing. Then, no one came out to challenge again, in order to deal with Ji Xiangjun.

As a result, Ji Xiangjun naturally understood and immediately threw out an extremely attractive prize.

The eight sects finally gained momentum.

The Xiantian Sect planned to take the lead, but unexpectedly...

"Haha, it seems that the reward in my hand is not so easy to take away."

Ji Xiangjun's eyes lit up and he smiled from ear to ear.

Hearing this, Zhong Kunyu snorted angrily, turned over his hand and took out a Bagua Seal, and walked straight to the martial arts stage.

When Fan Zhenglun saw the Bagua Seal, the corners of his mouth twitched.

The Bagua Seal is the treasure of the Xiantian Sect, a fourth-level treasure, and is very prestigious.

Zhong Kunyu was impatient and planned to go into battle himself.

"father!"

At this time, Zhong Wengui stood up unsteadily and called Zhong Kunyu.

"Son, you go down to heal your wounds first. Dad is so angry because of you. We won't take revenge overnight!"

Zhong Kunyu's face was full of murderous intent. If it weren't for the fact that this Bagua Seal was a treasure that can be recognized by dripping blood, he could only use it alone.

Otherwise, how could Zhong Wengui lose when he went into battle with the Bagua Seal?

"Dad, don't go!"

Zhong Wengui grabbed Zhong Kunyu and whispered a few words in his ear.

Zhong Kunyu's expression changed again and again, and he took a deep look at his son. After hesitating for a moment, he silently put away the Bagua Seal and helped his son off.

This scene immediately disappointed the people on the viewing platform. They all started shouting and yelling at the Xiantian Sect for being cowardly.

Zhong Kunyu's face was livid, and veins popped out on his forehead, but he held it back forcefully.

Seeing this, Guan Zhaohua and others looked at each other in shock and confusion.

For a moment, once again there was no challenge.

Ji Xiangjun looked around, his eyes suddenly fell on a person, and ordered: "Yao Yunyi, come on."

After giving the order, Yao Yunyi, the owner of Peach Blossom Island, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He stood up, bowed his head and cupped his hands and said: "Master Chief, among the ten sects, I am the weakest on Peach Blossom Island.

Fang Keqing's force was amazing and unstoppable. Yao asked himself that he was not his opponent. "

Ji Xiangjun snorted coldly: "I didn't say that only one-on-one battles are allowed. Your Taohua Island's 'Peach Blossom Sword Formation' has a bit of a reputation. You might as well show it to everyone to open their eyes."

Yao Yunyi took a breath and immediately showed a look of ecstasy.

"Master Chief, this, this..."

Fan Zhenglun became anxious and glared: "The Peach Blossom Sword Formation is extraordinary. It is formed by many masters of the Nine Ox Realm. It is said that it can rival the Hundred Niu Realm..."

"fart!"

Suddenly, Ji Xiangjun interrupted coldly and said with a sneer: "How can you be stronger than the Hundred Niu Realm? Do you understand how strong the Hundred Niu Realm is?"

Fan Zhenglun's heart trembled. Looking at the entire Danzhou, it seemed that only King Chi'an had stepped into the Hundred Niu Realm.

In the eyes of King Chi'an, the ten sects are probably not much different from ants.

He knew he had said something wrong, so he continued, "I made a mistake. Please forgive me, Sir."

Ji Xiangjun said seriously: "You ten sects, listen up, I just talked about rewards, but I didn't talk about punishments yet.

If you can't force Fang Zhixing to take action now, then there will be no need for the ten sects to exist in the future. "

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and their faces quickly became extremely ugly.

From ancient times to the present, sects in the martial arts world are nothing more than small fish and shrimps. No sect can resist the imperial court or win against aristocratic families.

Even the three religions of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism submitted to the imperial power and bowed their heads.

In the eyes of ordinary people, especially those passionate young people, Jianghu seems to be a place worth yearning for.

But in the eyes of the court and the clan, the people in the world are not worth mentioning, they are just a group of lowly people from various religions.

Guan Zhaohua and others were eclipsed. They might be the leaders of a faction, but at this moment they couldn't hold their heads up at all.

This situation!

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but be extremely surprised.

Ji Xiangjun’s official power is too great!

It stands to reason that the leaders of these sects are also people of prominent status, with a good reputation, and their strength has almost reached the peak of the Nine Bull Realm.

Even though they are no match for the peak of the Nine Bull Realm and no match for King Chi'an, their strength is there and they can come and go with ease.

how come……

Yao Yunyi sighed, no longer hesitated, and quickly climbed onto the martial arts stage with his long sword in hand.

Along with him, there were four swordsmen in red.

Peach blossoms have 5 petals.

The five people of Yao Yunyi stood separately, and the shadows under their feet were connected together to form a peach blossom pattern.

They were wearing red clothes, and they looked like peach blossoms.

"Fang Keqing, the peach blossom sword formation can be composed of multiple people, at least five people."

Yao Yunyi introduced himself and said indifferently: "The five of us rely on the sword formation, the sword energy is connected, killing people invisibly, and it is impossible to stop once we make a move, please be careful."

Fang Zhixing's mouth curled up slightly, and he replied: "Please."

Boom!

Suddenly, Yao Yunyi and the other five drew their swords out of their sheaths, and their bodies shook at the same time, and five amazing sword energies came out.

The sword energy was crimson, like a thread.

The five sword energies entangled with each other, rubbing and colliding with each other.

Every collision would produce pieces of crimson fragments, the size and shape of which resembled the petals of peach blossoms.

In an instant, whoosh!

A large number of petals rushed out, thousands and thousands, covering the sky and dancing with the wind.

Fang Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly, and clearly saw that the edge of each petal was shining with a sharp sword energy.

In other words, each petal is actually a sharp sword, wrapped in a strong sword energy.

Yao Yunyi and the other five swordsmen, with their sword energy combined, are as powerful as the sum of the five Nine Ox Realm, but their combined combat power is definitely greater than the five Nine Ox Realm fighting alone.

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath, and the ten blood-colored tentacles trembled with excitement, and the air suddenly made the sound of firecrackers.

He was not polite, waving the blood-colored tentacles and smashing them all at once.

"Kill!"

Yao Yunyi looked cold and murderous.

Countless petals rushed out with a whistle...