The heavy sword is like a mountain, falling in the sky.
boom!
There was a sound that shook the heaven and the earth, echoing between the heaven and the earth, and the sword shocked the Shentu brothers, all of them looked pale and their orifices were bleeding.
The two men staggered back, their faces full of horror, their meridians all shattered, like bereaved dogs.
This sword was like a nightmare to their brothers.
"How can this be……"
"The two great True Martial Realm elders of Tianxuan Sect were all defeated?"
"This is incredible!"
"Fang Xiu, he is really a devil."
At this moment, they finally had a new understanding of Fang Xiu. Shentu Nanfeng and Shentu Beifeng were defeated, their eyes were sunken and their whole bodies were trembling.
Fang Xiu slowly raised his head, his eyes red, staring at Shentu Nanfeng and others, and finally a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After all, he did not let down Yu Shuai. These two people must die, and everyone must be buried with him!
Fang Xiu felt indescribably uncomfortable, indescribably happy, very complicated, and very emotional. No one could understand him. Yu Shuai's death was a huge blow to him. Fang Xiu
The self-blame in my heart is beyond words.
If he had succeeded earlier, if he had stepped into the fifth-grade soul earlier, then maybe Yu Shuai would not have died.
For himself, he exhausted his last bit of strength, even at the cost of his own life, and burned his life to complete his mission.
Yu Shuai took the greatest credit for Fang Xiu's success, but he failed to keep his brother.
"Fang Xiu, you are so cruel!"
Shentu Nanfeng gritted his teeth, his face was gloomy and uncertain, and the difficulty in his heart was indescribable.
The dignified elder of Tianxuan Sect, with far-reaching reputation and far superior strength to Fang Xiu, was overthrown by the other party and capsized in the gutter. This was simply a loss of face.
"Brother, what should I do?"
Shentu Beifeng said in a low voice, now they seem to have no power to fight back, they have been severely injured, the vitality in their bodies has collapsed, and there is no longer any fluctuation.
The two brothers are already getting nervous.
"You are all going to die. Yu Shuai can't die in vain, so just go with him."
Fang Xiu said coldly, dragging the Tyrant Sword and walking towards Shentu and Nanfeng.
"Fang Xiu, don't make a mistake! I am the second elder of Tianxuan Sect, and I have a respected position. If you kill me, you will not escape death. Tianxuan Sect will chase you to the ends of the earth."
Shentu Nanfeng is fierce in appearance and soft in heart.
"If I don't kill you, won't Tianxuan Sect chase me to the end of the world? Haha, your Tianxuan Sect has already issued a killing order for me, and I still treat you kindly and show mercy? How can you have the nerve to say it, old man?
ordinary man!"
After Fang Xiu finished speaking, he pierced Shentu Nanfeng's chest with a sword. The other party never expected that Fang Xiu would be so calm and confident when he moved his hand. Without any hesitation, he raised the sword and calmly destroyed it.
Shentu Beifeng knelt down in front of Fang Xiu with a pop, and everyone gasped. The majesty of Tianxuan Sect didn't seem so terrifying.
"Fang Xiu, if we have something to say, let's talk it over. Let's talk it over. I -"
Shen Tu Beifeng's face was filled with a smile, but before he could finish speaking, Fang Xiu's sword had already swept across his neck and cut off his head.
There was an uproar around the entire city lord's palace.
The two elders of Tianxuan Sect died here, and Fang Xiu acted vigorously and unceremoniously, making people shudder.
"None of you can escape, you will all die!"
Fang Xiu glanced at the hundreds of figures around him. There were as many as twenty in the early stages of the True Martial Realm alone, and the rest were all half-step True Martial Realm masters. Facing Fang Xiu, they were not absolutely sure.
"The thief is gone! You are at the end of your strength, so don't be arrogant. There are so many of us, why are we still afraid of you?"
"That is, the two elders of Tianxuan Sect have died a worthy death, and it has been an eternity. However, your attempt to escape is completely wishful thinking."
"Let's all go together and kill him. He is no longer able to fight anymore."
"Kill Fangxiu! Kill Fangxiu!"
There were roars, earth-shaking, hundreds of people surrounding Fang Xiu in the center, and the momentum was huge.
"kill!"
Fang Xiu was fearless, raised his sword and charged forward, instantly entering the battle group. The majesty of the Tyrant Sword was overwhelming. Although he was seriously injured, the power of the Eternal Supreme Body should not be underestimated. He rushed left and right.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu felt as if he was in an uninhabited land. The Tyrant Sword kept cutting down masters one after another, making his scalp numb and frightened, so he had to retreat.
They thought they would be able to gain the upper hand with their numerical advantage, but the result was unexpected. Corpses gradually fell into a pool of blood. The area in front of the Yao Family Ancestral Temple in the City Lord's Mansion had turned into a sea of corpses. Everyone was holding their breath and concentrating.
, be ready.
There was no turning back when they fired their bows. Now they wanted to retreat, but they couldn't. Every time Fang Xiu attacked, he was like an unparalleled killing god. No one could resist his sword. Hundreds of people, all with ferocious faces, kept fighting.
Retire and Fang Xiu's fighting prowess was truly terrifying.
The scene was in a mess, with blood splattering, and Fang Xiu's steps became very awkward and swaying, as if he was drunk, but the Tyrant Sword was unambiguous, killing one with one sword, without any ambiguity at all.
In the end, everyone was so frightened that they lost their souls. However, Fang Xiu's sword strike left no sound, and every one was frightened. However, Fang Xiu was too fast, and one figure after another fell down, until the last one, not a single one was left.
Fortunately, Fang Xiu also knelt on one knee, leaning on his sword, breathing heavily. The fighting spirit in his eyes gradually dissipated. In less than a stick of incense, all one hundred and thirty-seven people died.
, and he has truly reached the point where he has run out of fuel.
Cold, silent and silent.
The entire city lord's palace was covered with corpses. Fang Xiu had a shocking battle and killed countless masters. The blood on the Tyrant Sword was already thick, but he finally killed everyone.
To cut weeds, we must remove the roots.
Under the avalanche, no snowflake is innocent. These people are all the culprits who killed Yu Shuai.
"You are worthy of being a person that even Tianxuan Sect hates to the core. In thousands of years, you are the first one who can push Tianxuan Sect to this point."
A cold voice spread throughout the world.
Fang Xiu's pupils tightened, and he suddenly raised his head, his eyes gradually becoming serious.
"It seems that there are so many people who want to kill me, Fang Xiu. Who are you?"
Fang Xiu said coldly.
"Lord of Broken Sword City, Duan Ping Ao!"
Duan Pingwa's voice was cold.
"Duan Shuishui, he is my son."
Fang Xiu frowned. Broken Sword City was one of the three major cities in the Black Wind Triangle. It stood side by side with Black Wind City and Fengdu City. The strength of Duan Ping Wa should not be underestimated. It was no less powerful than Ye Chunqiu back then.
Rang is clearly a master in the middle stage of the True Martial Realm.
"It seems that you were able to keep your composure and only took action at this moment."
Fang Xiu sneered.
"My son died in your hands. How can you be worthy of his spirit in heaven if I don't crush you to ashes?"
Duan Pingwa stood with his hands tied, condescending, Fang Xiu was already in a certain death situation, and no one could save him.
He wouldn't take action without absolute certainty.
"If you want to avenge your son, then do it."
Fang Xiu said calmly, wiping away the bright red blood from the corner of his mouth. He would never sit still and wait for death.
"At the end of the powerful crossbow, one hand is enough to kill you."
Duan Ping'ao's eyes instantly turned cold, and the anger in his heart completely exploded.
The death of his son has always been an eternal pain in his heart. He originally thought that his son would be able to take over the Tianxuan Sect in the future and become the successor of the sect leader. The Tianxuan Sect did indeed train him as his successor, break through to the True Martial Realm, and be protected by the five elders. In this way
The treatment is very rare.
Although Duanshui Shui was an unparalleled genius, it was a pity that he met Fang Xiu at the wrong time.
He has been holding back and looking for opportunities, and today, he finally got it.
"It's useless to talk more, just take action."
Fang Xiu looked forward, even if he knew he would die, he would never back down.
"You have courage, but I will send you to Abi Hell today."
He stepped out with a single step, moving with force and force, his long fist went straight in, and he took it straight to rest.
The Lord of Broken Sword City, who was in the middle stage of the True Martial Realm, was by no means an easy man to deal with. He struck out with three punches and blocked all of Fang Xiu's paths. He was retreating steadily and was extremely embarrassed.
Although Fang Xiu is strong enough, it is still unsustainable. Strong men fight against each other, killing each other step by step. What's more, he has no way out now. His soul is damaged, his body is severely injured, and he is unable to recover.
.
Fang Xiu faced it with his sword. Although he was in a panic every step of the way, the flat and concave fists hitting the Tyrant Sword were extremely harsh. Fang Xiu knew that he could no longer hold on. His last strength was at this moment.
Disappeared completely.
"puff--"
Fang Xiu finally spat out another mouthful of blood and fell down. The Tyrant Sword in his hand had lost its previous sharpness, but he still held it tightly without retreating at all.
"Come again!"
Fang Xiu jumped up and his sword finger broke flat.
But no matter what, Fang Xiu had reached the point of exhaustion and was completely unable to shake Duan Ping Ao. On the contrary, his footsteps slowed down. After being hit with several palms, Fang Xiu's body finally...
Like a kite with its string broken, it flew away and fell towards the Liyuan Ancient Well.
"Plop!"
There was a loud noise, and Fang Xiu also fell into the water of the ancient well.
Duan Pingwa stood with his hands tied, his eyes dark as he searched the ancient well, but there was no sign of rest, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fang Xiu, he finally died in my hands, hahahaha! Shuishui'er, you know what you are doing, so you should rest in peace."
Under the ancient well, Fang Xiu was wandering in the sky. His body wanted to struggle, but there was no way he could do it. Under the ancient well, the depth of the water was unknown, and the cold air soaked into his body, making his soul seem to be frozen.
Fang Xiu opened his eyes with difficulty, but the next second, he saw Yu Shuai. At this time, he was sitting cross-legged, with starry eyebrows and sharp eyes, and his breath was extremely stable. He was sitting cross-legged in front of an ancient underwater cave, practicing with his eyes closed.
.
"Xiao Shuai is not dead?"
Fang Xiu took a deep breath and his eyes were extremely intense.