Chapter 111 Life and Death Are Determined by Fate, the Strongest Person in the World

Xiao Chen looked at the white sword blade that pierced his chest, his eyes widened, his eyes were shocked and angry.

What a fast sword!

What a domineering sword energy!

Xiao Chen still

Liang Xunqiu was not dead either, but he was also scared.

He was seriously injured as soon as they fought, which was enough to show the difference between his cultivation and Fang Wang.

Although he was frightened, Liang Xunqiu did not give up, and his bloody chest began to heal.

Fang Wang still

"Sir, his breath is not right!"

Xiao Zi said in a deep voice, with a solemn tone. It came behind Fang Wang and faced the approaching Fairy Lan Xin.

Fang Wang's eyes were still sharp, and he said: "It's just a futile struggle!"

He put the Tianhong Sword into the Baoling Space, and then condensed the Tiangong Halberd. At this moment, he was going to get serious!

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The sun was high in the sky, and among the mountains stood a towering tree. The trunk was more than a hundred feet in diameter, with majestic branches and dense leaves. Each leaf was as big as a house. Long vines fell one by one, with green bags at the end. Some of the green bags were not completely closed, revealing people's feet, and were still trembling slightly.

Hu Pomo and Hu Poxie stood on the top of the mountain, staring at the towering tree in the distance.

Not only them, but also hundreds of cultivators scattered in various directions. They all stared at the huge demon tree in front of them, because they could feel the majestic spiritual energy emanating from the huge demon tree. Obviously, there was a treasure hidden in the tree.

Fang Zigeng was also there. He acted alone, standing alone behind the rock, carefully watching the distance.

Hu Poxie said: "Brother, who do you think will win among Fang Wang, Liang Xunqiu, Da Chu Jianzun, and the fairy Lan Xin?"

He was full of concerns about this matter. He was not concerned about Fang Wang, but was just pure curiosity.

He also wanted to be famous all over the world. Fang Wang's reputation made him envious. He was very curious about how Fang Wang would perform against those great cultivators who had been famous for a long time.

Hu Pomo stared at the distance and said casually: "Xiao Chen, the sword master of Da Chu, has entered the Dao. Among the sword cultivators of the Seven Dynasties, only the former Sword Saint of Da Qi can compete with him, but the Sword Saint is dead. In my opinion, he has the greatest chance of winning."

"The second is Liang Xunqiu. This person has a special bloodline, his body is like a wild monster, and his blood is like magma. He may not have no chance of winning."

"Although Fairy Lan Xin is a woman, she is Da Han

"As for Fang Wang, although he is young, he has defeated the two demon sects in Da Qi's cultivation world by himself. I can't see through him."

After listening, Hu Poxie couldn't help rolling his eyes and said unhappily: "Brother, can you say something useful?"

Hu Pomo smiled and said: "Didn't I say that I am most optimistic about Xiao Chen. "

At this time, a strange buzzing sound came from the front, like a swarm of bees, and like the sound of wind, attracting the attention of all the cultivators, and Brother Hu Pomo also cast his eyes.

The huge demon tree began to shake, and the green bags at the end of the long vines opened, and corpses fell like rain, some were human and some were demons. Most of the corpses had only skeletons left in the upper body, which was eerie and terrifying.

Bright lights appeared in the leaves above the demon tree, followed by red mist, which looked very psychedelic.

"Okay, it's time to act. This fruit is one of the best natural treasures in the Falling Sky Secret Realm. I came here 20 years ago and didn't see this fruit. You are lucky. "

Hu Pomo laughed softly, and his words drew Hu Poxie's attention back to reality.

As soon as he finished speaking, a cultivator in the distance began to move, flying towards the huge demon tree with a sword.

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Under the stars of the universe, the floating island was covered with dust, covering a corner of the ancient city.

Liang Xunqiu, covered in blood, lay in the ruins, his limbs twisted exaggeratedly, and he was panting with disheveled hair.

He looked up with difficulty, and saw a figure walking in the rolling dust, it was Fang Wang.

Fang Wang's left hand pinched the neck of Fairy Lan Xin, raised her high, and his right hand held the Tiangong Halberd, and Xiao Chen's body hung on the halberd blade.

"Fang Wang...you...don't die well..."

Xiao Chen raised his head with difficulty, trembling all over, and blood foam dripping from his mouth.

Xiao Zi, who was lying on Fang Wang's shoulder, laughed contemptuously: "Weren't you very arrogant before? "

Fairy Lan Xin, who was being strangled by Fang Wang, forced a smile and said, "Life and death are determined by fate. If you lose, you will die. Xiao Chen, don't be so cowardly..."

With a click!

Fang Wang strangled Fairy Lan Xin's neck and threw her body aside.

Immediately, he swung the Tiangong Ji and threw Xiao Chen to the ground.

He looked down at Xiao Chen, and under Xiao Chen's angry and resentful eyes, he raised his left hand, first snatched Xiao Chen's storage bag, and then condensed the Xuanyang True Fire from his palm and waved it forward.

The Xuanyang True Fire fell on Xiao Chen, and Xiao Chen cursed madly, but unfortunately he had no strength to escape and could only be burned to death.

The process was very fast. After three breaths, Xiao Chen had no sound, and after five breaths, his ashes were scattered with the wind.

Fang Wang looked at Liang Xunqiu and said, "Any last words?"

Liang Xunqiu smiled with difficulty and said, "Tianyuan Baoling... It is true that there are people beyond people and there are heavens beyond heavens. When I

"Fang Wang, go ahead. I will die in your hands... I have no regrets, because you are destined to become the strongest person in the world..."

After speaking intermittently, Liang Xunqiu lowered his head.

Fang Wang threw the Tiangong Halberd and cut off Liang Xunqiu's head, completely killing Liang Xunqiu.

Although there is a soul in the Concentrated Spirit Realm, it is still impossible for the soul to leave the body. If the body dies, it is dead.

However, Fang Wang did not use the Xuanyang True Fire, so Liang Xunqiu and Fairy Lan Xin still have a chance to reincarnate. As for Xiao Chen, he was too arrogant and his mouth was not forgiving, so Fang Wang let his soul fly away.

"Go pick up their storage treasures."

Fang Wang ordered, and Xiao Zi took action immediately.

Immediately, Fang Wang sat on the spot and began to recover his spiritual power. Although killing Xiao Chen and the other two only consumed 10% of his spiritual power, he still wanted to face the next challenge in the best condition.

It is definitely not that simple to obtain the Tiangang Holy Body True Skill.

Soon, Xiao Zi brought the storage bags and rings of Fairy Lan Xin and Liang Xunqiu to Fang Wang.

Zhao Zhen emerged from the Soul Devouring Gourd and said with emotion: "The top-grade earth elemental spirit, and the state of concentration, should have been a great man of his generation, but unfortunately, fate played tricks on him."

He understood Liang Xunqiu's feelings too well.

Being an opponent of Fang Wang really makes you doubt your life.

Only when you become Fang Wang's opponent, you will know how terrible his talent is.

"No one can be blamed. Fighting for opportunities is a blessing and a curse. It is normal to die on the road of cultivation." Xiao Zi didn't think too much about it. Life and death have long been commonplace. Those cultivators who died in the Great Sage Cave Heaven were ugly. Compared with them, Liang Xunqiu was very courageous.

Zhao Zhen shook his head and laughed, and stopped talking about this topic. He floated up and began to observe this ancient city.

An hour later.

Fang Wang stood up, hung three storage bags on his waist, and stuffed a storage ring of Fairy Lan Xin into his arms. After that, he buried the bodies of Liang Xunqiu and Fairy Lan Xin separately.

After doing all this, Fang Wang walked towards the ancient city.

Xiao Zi was flying beside him, and Zhao Zhen, who was floating above, said: "There is a huge palace in front, which is probably the key building of this city."

Fang Wang nodded and walked forward.

He was not in a hurry, and he enjoyed the scenery along the way.

This ancient city is very bleak. Apart from the city area that collapsed due to the battle, other well-preserved street buildings look desolate, and there are handprints on some walls, which is quite weird.

It seems that people really lived here and then abandoned.

After an incense stick of time, Fang Wang stopped. He had come to the center of the city. In front of him was a huge stone palace. The gate alone was ten feet high. There were two lion-like beasts carved on the gate. It looked nothing special, but when he came to the door, he felt an unspeakable sense of oppression.

There is danger behind the door!

Xiao Zi asked cautiously, "Do you want to go in?"

It also felt creepy, so it was very nervous.

Zhao Zhen floated behind, admiring the beast on the stone door, wondering what he was thinking.

Fang Wang did not answer, he directly condensed the Tiangong Ji, and when his right hand loosened, the Tiangong Ji burst out with a terrifying momentum and hit the stone door unstoppably.

There was a loud bang!

The ground trembled slightly, and the Tiangong Ji nailed on the stone door, but it did not penetrate the stone door.

"So hard?" Xiao Zi was surprised.

Fang Wang seemed to have thought of it, raised his eyebrows, retracted the Tiangong Ji, and then rushed towards the stone door.

In an instant, he performed the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique, condensed a huge black dragon head, and hit the stone door head-on.

There was another loud bang!

The stone door was broken, and Fang Wang forcefully broke into the palace. A strong wind mixed with the smell of blood blew in his face, forcing him not to easily release the Nine Dragons Magic Transformation Art.

Xiao Zi outside the palace immediately dodged, and saw a wave of blood and wind surging from the gate, with a huge momentum and extremely scary.

After the wind and waves stopped, Fang Wang released the Nine Dragons Magic Transformation Art.

What came into his eyes was a dim and wide avenue, with a dark end and no bottom. There were huge pillars on both sides, and each pillar was carved with various dragons, some with big heads and small bodies, some with eight claws, and some with two heads, all kinds of strange.

Xiao Zi came behind Fang Wang, and it was also attracted by the dragon shape on the stone pillar.

"Wow, young master, do you think there is a chance to turn into a dragon here? I saw a record in a secret realm in the Great Sage Cave Heaven before, saying that the Great Sage had raised a dragon, but there is no real dragon in the world." Xiao Zi said excitedly.

Fang Wang casually replied, "You'll know when you go in."

He moved forward with the Tiangong Ji in his hand. He instinctively sensed danger, so he didn't retract the Tiangong Ji. As he moved forward, his golden scales and white feathers emerged, and golden dragon energy surrounded him, illuminating the way ahead.

Zhao Zhen floated behind him, looking around, without saying a word.