Chapter 309 Fierce Power

The black sand body opened his eyes wide, flexed his muscles, and swung his right fist through the air.

Aww!

Suddenly, a black fist shadow burst out, and the sound of breaking through the air was like a wolf's howl!

"Explosive skill·Sand Breaking Wolf!"

The black fist shadow quickly enlarged, and the momentum was amazing.

At first glance, it looked like a ferocious black wolf pounced on him.

Fang Zhixing resisted the Yin-Yang double swords while keeping an eye on the black sand body.

I have to admit that the fighting style of the Taoists is very good.

A person is divided into Yang Shen and Dharma body, Yang Shen controls the sword, and Dharma body has both offense and defense.

Fang Zhixing was obviously fighting Ma Chengyun alone, but it felt like he was fighting two people alone.

The Yin-Yang double swords were fast and fierce, and the black sand body was tough.

All kinds of dazzling attacks, too much to handle.

Ma Chengyun took two approaches at the same time, suppressing Fang Zhixing with the Yin-Yang double swords, while the black sand body assisted from the side, making Fang Zhixing lose sight of one thing and be attacked from both sides.

Fang Zhixing pursed his lips and stamped his feet.

Gurgling~

The blood on the ground suddenly began to flow.

That blood was the blood loss of the black sand Dharma body.

The blood rolled back and condensed into a blood-colored lotus, which bloomed wantonly and blocked Fang Zhixing.

"Blood lotus blooms!"

The black fist shadow rushed over brazenly, like a battering ram, and slammed into the blood-colored lotus.

Bang~

Accompanied by a loud bang, the circular shock wave spread out, shaking the sky and the earth.

The blood-colored lotus shook, and quickly stabilized, as solid as a rock.

The black fist shadow then dissipated.

"..."

Ma Chengyun's pupils shrank, and his face was no longer arrogant, but his expression was a bit solemn.

He and Fang Zhixing fought fiercely, fighting for no less than thirty rounds in a row.

Fang Zhixing was unscathed, but his Dharma body was damaged.

The damage to the Dharma body is not a big deal, just go back and reshape it.

But the strength shown by Fang Zhixing...

"Keep fighting, break it!"

Ma Chengyun was ruthless.

In a flash, the black sand Dharma body rushed to the blood lotus without hesitation and punched wildly.

Bang bang bang!

The blood lotus trembled continuously, and petals fell off one after another.

The next moment!

The output of the black sand Dharma body ended, and the blood lotus remained strong.

Then, a sudden change occurred!

The blood lotus suddenly shook!

Like a flattened rubber, it rebounded violently!

Bang rumble!

The black sand Dharma body trembled violently, and the abdomen was hit hard. It immediately bent like a shrimp, and the strange sound of broken bones came from its body, and it flew backwards again.

Puff!

A long blood arrow spurted out.

"Recoil!"

Ma Chengyun was shocked, and his eyebrows were full of astonishment.

Unexpectedly, under his suppression, the Black Sand Dharma Body was beaten one after another.

"An Baopu..."

Ma Chengyun took a breath of cold air and couldn't help but have a terrible thought:

"Did he really kill those three Hundred Bull Realm by himself?"

At this moment!

Outside the stadium, in the audience!

Everyone was excited and held their breath.

"So strong!"

Qi Huanzhen was worried from the beginning to now, and her heart was surging with waves and she was shocked.

She finally understood the value of the three words "You are very good" said by the Lord of Qinglong Peak.

Jun Yao was calm from beginning to end. She didn't know how strong Fang Zhixing was, but she firmly believed that Fang Zhixing would win.

Xigou was even calmer.

He knew Fang Zhixing too well. This guy never fought a battle he was not sure of.

As long as Fang Zhixing didn't turn around and run away immediately, he would be sure of winning.

In contrast, Zheng Bishou, the deputy leader of Daxuanmen, looked more and more ugly.

He was outside the game and saw it more clearly.

Ma Chengyun showed no mercy and launched a violent attack from the beginning.

However, Fang Zhixing was calm and at ease.

This means that he still has a more powerful trump card that has not been played.

Ma Chengyun is in danger!

"Who is this An Baopu?"

Zheng Bishou's brows twisted into a knot, and finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

They underestimated Fang Zhixing!

Just thinking of this, the black sand Dharma body hit the five-color light shield heavily.

The five-color light shield rippled.

The black sand Dharma body bounced back and rolled on the ground, but quickly stood up again.

Like an indestructible cockroach!

No pain, no fear!

Like a zombie!

No matter how serious the injury, the Dharma body can still jump around.

"Marionette..."

Fang Zhixing vaguely sensed something and glanced at the Yang God in the air.

Ma Chengyun's Yang Shen was controlling the black sand Dharmakaya.

There was a spiritual connection between the Yang Shen and the Dharmakaya.

"If I can cut off this connection, the Dharmakaya might..."

Fang Zhixing was thinking.

Just at this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened.

Fang Zhixing looked up and saw Ma Chengyun with a cold expression, muttering to himself.

A large black cloud appeared out of thin air, covering the sky and the sun.

There were many ghosts in the black cloud, as if thousands of ghosts were summoned.

"Woo woo woo~"

There were ghosts howling in the world, which made people feel depressed and irritable.

The temperature dropped sharply, and the cold was bone-chilling.

"Evil ghosts, listen to my orders, eat him!"

Ma Chengyun's eyes were bloodshot, and his twisted face quickly turned pale.

For a time, countless evil ghosts descended from the sky, showing their ferocious appearance.

The evil spirits gathered into an army, like a downpour, polluting the whole world, and pounced on Fang Zhixing in a mighty manner.

That’s not all!

The Yin and Yang swords disappeared in the ghost shadow in a flash, lying dormant, waiting for the opportunity to move.

The black sand dharma body also rushed from the ground to attack, fearless of death.

"Hmph, do you think I'm a soft persimmon?"

Fang Zhixing's lips curled up slightly, as if he had seen through Ma Chengyun's tricks.

Without hesitation, he rubbed his hands together.

A large ball of blood condensed out.

Then, Fang Zhixing threw his hand into the air without looking at the result, and his body moved around.

Uh-huh!

Fang Zhixing teleported to the Black Sand Dharmakaya, and a shadow slowly rose from above his head.

"The tyrant is born!"

Suddenly, an indescribable and domineering aura spread out.

The tyrant stands tall and dominates the world forever!

Everything in the space around him was suppressed.

"Ah this?!"

In mid-air, Ma Chengyun's face changed drastically, and his head was in severe pain as if he was struggling.

The spiritual connection between Yang Shen and Dharmakaya was suddenly squeezed and became weak.

The black sand dharma body that was charging forward staggered, as if it had lost its direction, swaying left and right, at a loss.

The tyrant grabs him with his big hand!

He held down the head of Heisha Dharma Body and pushed it to the ground.

One smash!

Boom~

The black sand dharma body did not resist at all. He had been injured by the backlash before, and the injury was quite serious. It had not been fully repaired. This time, the injury was added to the injury, just like a torn sack.

The tyrant used both hands to grab the two arms of Black Sand Dharma Body and pulled it from left to right.

Poof!

Blood is flying!

The two arms flew out and hit the five-color light mask, staining it red.

At the same moment!

The drop of blood disappeared into the ghosts in a flash.

"Boom!"

The blood droplets exploded, and the violent power first dispersed in a spherical shape, and then turned into a mushroom cloud.

The huge explosion and loud noise covered up all the screams of the ghosts.

At this time, countless evil ghosts were blown to ashes.

But there was a fierce ghost ahead, which consumed most of the blood drop's explosive power.

Only then was his real killing move revealed.

"kill!"

Ma Chengyun gritted his teeth, steeled himself, harnessed the Yin and Yang swords, and broke out from the explosion.

The sword shines like a rainbow!

The twin swords of Yin and Yang shone brightly, bursting out with unprecedented sword power.

Poof!

finally!

The Yin and Yang swords stabbed Fang Zhixing in the back.

The Yin Sword penetrated Fang Zhixing's chest, piercing through and destroying his heart.

Yang Jian was even more fierce, stabbing Fang Zhixing on the head, shattering the entire head in an instant.

But the next moment, Ma Chengyun was stunned on the spot.

In sight, Fang Zhixing stood intact, holding the black sand dharma body in his hand.

At this time, the black sand dharma body was extremely miserable, with a big hole in its chest and its head exploded.

What was stabbed by the Yin and Yang swords was actually Ma Chengyun's own black sand body!

This situation made Ma Chengyun's scalp numb.

"really……"

A sarcastic smile appeared on Fang Zhixing's lips, "Yang Shen and Dharma Body are independent of each other and can be controlled with only a trace of spiritual connection."

"Separating Yang Shen and Dharmakaya has advantages and disadvantages."

"This is probably a double-edged sword."

Fang Zhixing sighed softly, his eyes filled with determination to win.

"good!"

The auditorium was completely in a state of excitement.

At this moment, everyone could see that Zhi Xing was sure of victory and Ma Chengyun could no longer be arrogant.

"snort!"

Ma Chengyun felt extremely unwilling and said ferociously: "The Dharma body is insignificant and will be destroyed if it is destroyed. A member of the Taoist sect, the Supreme Yang God!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, stretched out his left and right hands, and grabbed the Yin and Yang swords.

Whoops!

The two long swords suddenly burned, and the fire was dark green, like will-o'-the-wisps.

"Liangyi Transformation·Daxuan Netherworld Sword!"

Ma Chengyun fell from the sky and rushed towards Fang Zhixing.

He no longer hangs in the air, facing the battle head-on with the body of the Yang God.

"Yangshen is not an entity. The victory lies in speed and ability..."

Ma Chengyun fell, suddenly submerged into the ground, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Fang Zhixing let go of his soul perception, suddenly jumped up, and struck down with a Demonic Blood Vajra Palm.

A vague shadow emerged from the ground at an extremely fast speed, and then flew out diagonally, perfectly avoiding the black clutches at the critical moment.

Then, the shadow climbed upwards, extremely fast, arriving first and last.

Ma Chengyun came to the back and top of Fang Zhixing.

The will-o'-the-wisp swords swept across each other!

call!

The dark green flames burned blazingly, but they were not hot, but extremely cold.

Fang Zhixing was unable to escape and was engulfed by the flames in his lower body.

In an instant, his legs suddenly froze and turned into ice sculptures.

The ghost fire is raging!

A terrifying chill spread up his legs.

Without any hesitation, Fang Zhixing released a blast of force with his left hand, cutting off his legs.

"Hahaha!"

Ma Chengyun was overjoyed, and Zheng Bishou was full of joy.

Qi Huanzhen and others all changed their colors drastically.

The Daxuan Netherworld Sword has a fierce reputation!

With just one move, Fang Zhixing had to cut off his legs.

Daxuanmen's ability to stand under the Five Elements Sect should not be underestimated.

But the next moment, Fang Zhixing just shook his body and suddenly grew two new legs.

"Oh, are you..."

Ma Chengyun's expression froze, he choked, three words appeared in his mind.

Immortal!

Fang Zhixing's face was as gloomy as water, and he grinned coldly, looking at Ma Chengyun who was close at hand.

"The time has come, it's time to send you on your way."

Fang Zhixing took a breath, and the tyrant appeared.

His domineering posture is incomparable!

The emperor, intimidating the world!

Ma Chengyun's Yang Shen was like being pressed by a towering mountain, and suddenly he couldn't move.

In the battle between masters, even if it was just a moment of distraction, the consequences would be disastrous.

Fang Zhixing moved his right hand, suddenly grasped the Five Elements Ten Thousand Swords, and chopped it out.

Crackling~

The twisted lightning arc flashed in the sky, like a waterfall, blasting towards Ma Chengyun.

Fang Zhixing had not used the Five Elements Ten Thousand Swords for this moment.

"Ah!"

Ma Chengyun was instantly horrified. He didn't recognize the Five Elements Ten Thousand Swords, but he clearly felt that it was a fifth-grade top-grade weapon!

"How can you have a fifth-grade top-grade weapon? I don't even have one in the Great Xuan Sect..."

With endless resentment, Ma Chengyun's entire Yang Shen was hit by thunder.

The brilliant thunder, invincible!

The blade chopped on Ma Chengyun's shoulder, tearing his chest open and splitting his body in half.

The chaotic light burst out, blinding people's eyes.

For a moment, no one could see what happened in the field.

Only Fang Zhixing's voice was heard slowly.

"Didn't you say I couldn't kill you? I'll kill you now!"

The twisted lightning arc spread out, filling the entire martial arts field.

The inside of the five-color light shield was dazzling.

After a moment...

The thunder slowly dissipated.

In the field, Fang Zhixing stood with a knife, like a sculpture.

Ma Chengyun's body was gone, his Yang God was gone, and his Black Sand Dharma Body was gone, as if they were all destroyed by thunder.

Only two long swords were left, falling to the ground, making a humming sound, as if mourning.

[1. Defeat or kill more than 10 people who have become saints in the flesh (7/10)]

The scene was dead silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

"Elder Ma!"

A cry suddenly rang out.

It was Zheng Bishou!

At this moment, the deputy leader of the Great Xuanmen was shocked and looked like he had seen a ghost.

Ma Chengyun was a Yang God, was he really killed? !

Zheng Bishou couldn't believe it and couldn't accept it.

Soon, his eyes fell on the Five Elements Ten Thousand Swords, and he was stunned and exclaimed: "Level 5 weapon, where did you get a level 5 weapon?!"

Zheng Bishou completely realized it.

The reason why Fang Zhixing was able to kill three Yin Gods and one Yang God was because he had a treasure in his hand!

Zheng Bishou was so excited that he suddenly flew into the Five Elements Formation and rushed straight to Fang Zhixing.

But suddenly, he fell down like a fly, and was slapped to the ground, covered in dust.

Everyone looked up into the air.

At some point, an illusory figure stood in the air, blurry and unclear.

Qi Huanzhen and others stood in awe, all knelt down, and said in unison: "Welcome to the Peak Master!"

The Yang God of the Qinglong Peak Master appeared here!

Zheng Bishou was pressed to the ground, his expression distorted, his eyes swallowed by fear.

He trembled and shouted: "Qinglong Peak Master, what do you mean?"

The Qinglong Peak Master slowly said: "Deputy Sect Master Zheng, the truth has been revealed. The two elders of the Great Xuan Sect colluded with the guest officials of the Helian clan to rob An Baopu. Do you have anything else to say?"

Zheng Bishou choked and said: "Admit the bet and accept the defeat."

As soon as he said this, the pressure on him suddenly eased.

Zheng Bishou climbed up, not daring to raise his head, and left quickly in shame.

The master of Qinglong Peak disappeared in a flash.

Qi Huanzhen was very excited, and with a wave of his hand, he removed the Five Elements Absolute Formation.

Fang Zhixing stood alone in the field, attracting everyone's attention.

"Congratulations to Senior An for winning!"

Everyone stood up and saluted Fang Zhixing in unison, their expressions full of awe.

Strength is respected!

Fang Zhixing killed Yang Shen in one battle, which was beyond imagination.

It might be easy to defeat Yang Shen, but it is really difficult to kill Yang Shen.

After a while, Fang Zhixing returned to the peak master's hall and faced the green wooden dragon again.

But at this moment, a vague phantom was sitting cross-legged on the green wooden dragon.

"Peak Master!"

Fang Zhixing bowed.