"It seems that things are going to change in Panlong Domain. This Fang Xiu is really terrifying. He is a devil, a devil..."
"Run!"
When the leader of the Jiuhua Sect died, the entire Jiuhua Sect was like a piece of scattered sand. The scene of killing ten people in one step was still vivid in my mind. I thought that the leader could help them overcome the difficulties and regain their strength. Unexpectedly, even the leader was defeated.
In Fang Xiu's hands, he died without a burial place.
They thought that no matter how powerful Fang Xiu was, he would never be able to defeat the sect leader Chen Jiuhua, but the reality was cruel. The arrogant Fang Xiu killed the two most powerful half-step spiritual martial arts masters of their Jiuhua Sect.
The remaining disciples screamed in surprise and could only become like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
In the eyes of Jiuhua Sect disciples, Fang Xiu has become a devil, a murderous executioner.
However, have they ever thought about the scene when they bully others? The weak are not worth mentioning in their eyes. They kill them with a wave of hands. No one is innocent. In this world of the jungle, strength is the only truth.
"This sword will send you to hell."
Fang Xiu did not hesitate and slashed down with one sword. Hundreds of people fell in a pool of blood. Fear, panic, and despair filled the minds of every Jiuhua Sect person.
The convulsive eyes and pale face are all frightening.
There were endless sounds of fleeing, rolling and crawling, and there was chaos at the foot of the Jiuhua Sect.
The three swords fell, hundreds of people died here, and only a dozen or so were left, with empty eyes and a desire to see through.
In the face of death, no one can stay away. Those Jiuhua Sect disciples who talk about it some have their heads missing, and some are on the run. This is Fang Xiu's last charity.
Right and wrong, success or failure was lost in the blink of an eye, and hundreds of thousands of years of sect inheritance were just killed by Fang Xiu's sword.
No one will be willing to do so, but facts speak louder than words. The destruction of Jiuhua Sect has become a reality. The prosperous past of the past will surely become a wisp of ashes in history. Thousands of years later, who will
Remember?
But this time, Fang Xiu did not kill them all, because he also wanted them to spread the news that Jiuhua Sect was destroyed, and someone had to go and report the news.
More than 20 people were trembling in fear and did not dare to look at Fang Xiu. Fang Xiu had become a real murderer, and they could not get rid of him in their hearts for a long time.
"There is no love without reason, and there is no hatred without reason. If you do too much injustice, you will die. The fate of Jiuhua Sect is over."
Fang Xiu said to himself, staring at the vast mountains of Jiuhua Sect.
"Why don't you get out quickly?"
Fang Xiu shouted lowly, and more than 20 people knew it well. They quickly turned around and ran away, scattering like birds and beasts, leaving the hell on earth that is Jiuhua Sect.
They knew that Fang Xiu didn't kill everyone, he only asked them to inform them and spread the news to the entire Panlong Domain, spreading in all directions.
Rumors are undoubtedly the most powerful, and such explosive news will definitely become a major earthquake in the entire Panlong Domain, making people's hearts tremble.
The depressed and dilapidated Jiuhua Sect caused Fang Xiu's state of mind to change greatly. Once upon a time, he was also struggling at the bottom. Even if he became a champion who was inferior to one person and surpassed ten thousand people, he would inevitably be restrained by others.
, in this world, only your own strength is the most important.
The blood of thousands of disciples of Jiuhua Sect gathered together and flowed down the river, dyeing the river red.
"This battle is just the beginning. Since everyone wants to kill him, I might as well strike first. The destruction of Jiuhua Sect, at least, should be a little scary to those arrogant and rebellious people."
Fang Xiu said with a smile. He picked up the Wuxu Ding next to Chen Jiuhua and couldn't help being shocked. This Wuxu Ding looked very simple, it could be big or small, and it weighed a lot, but in his hand, it was as light as a weight.
Fang Xiu discovered that there was a spiritual mark on it, and there was even a Yuan pattern seal on it. Like the Tyrant Sword in his hand before, it also had a Yuan pattern seal, but Chen Jiuhua didn't see it. He only knew that there was no need for a tripod.
Big or small, it is a treasure, and the rest is unknown.
Fang Xiu directly erased the spiritual imprint, and at this time, he also wanted to break the Yuan pattern seal to see what kind of treasure this Wu Xu Ding was.
When Fang Xiu broke the ban on the Yuan Pattern, he could freely control it by dripping blood and recognizing its master. But what he didn't expect was that there was no need for a cauldron. Could it really be that it can only change in size to suppress others with force?
"No, why are there so many python patterns on the unnecessary tripod? They are like pythons. There must be a reason."
Fang Xiu studied it carefully for a long time and found that there were some residual traces of Yuan patterns on it. Although it was extremely weak, he was still able to capture it with his keen mental power.
"Do these python patterns need to be carved with Yuan patterns?"
Fang Xiu was confused and tried to carve Yuan patterns on Wu Xu Ding, one, two, three, up to eighty or ninety Yuan patterns, but there was always no result. Wu Xu Ding did not change at all, Fang Xiu tried.
Xio was originally going to give up, but after thinking about it, he still tried his best to continue carving Yuan patterns based on the python patterns.
When Fang Xiu carved a hundred Dao Yuan patterns, finally, one of the python patterns started to become active on the big cauldron.
"this……"
Fang Xiu was a little surprised. He had finished carving a hundred yuan patterns. He was very tired, but it was worth it. The python pattern on the Wuxu tripod started to move. Fang Xiu held Wuxu tripod tightly. Its power
, obviously increased by at least 30% compared with before.
"Go to me!"
Fang Xiu held the Wuxu Ding and smashed it against the mountain. In an instant, the mountain was broken, rocks rolled, and the ground shook. Fang Xiu also took a breath of air. This blow was probably from a real Lingwu Realm expert.
, we have to avoid its edge, right?
This thing is really a big treasure. It’s just that there are countless python patterns on the needless tripod. Fang Xiu has just activated one python pattern. There are ninety-nine in total. Good guy, if all of these are activated, that’s not it.
Earth-shaking?
"This guy has some good stuff."
Fang Xiu directly put the Wuxu Ding away and accepted it with a smile. If the previous Chen Jiuhua could use the Wuxu Ding to display such power, Fang Xiu would definitely die today.
It's a pity that not only does he not have this ability, but even the Wuxu Cauldron has become dusty in his hands. It is really a waste of natural resources.
"It's time to go to Feiliu Sect."
Fang Xiu's eyes are fiery and he will retaliate. This has always been his character, and he will never let go of anyone who provokes him.
Fang Xiu's plan came true as expected, and within a few days, the entire Panlong Territory was completely boiling.
The Jiuhua Sect, one of the ten two-star sects in the Panlong Domain, was directly wiped out by Fang Xiu. Thousands of disciples were all slaughtered, causing a terrifying storm and huge waves. Fang Xiu's reputation was destroyed.
It once again reached a new high and spread like wildfire.
"Isn't this Fang Xiu too cruel? Isn't this the Tu Zong? Such a person is really terrifying."
"That's right, so many people are looking for him all over the world, but when he appears in Jiuhua Sect, no one can stop him."
"What do you know? This Fang Xiu is five feet long and has fangs on his face. He is not something that ordinary people can fight with. Although he looks ugly and is very short, he has the ability to navigate the world and cannot be underestimated."
"Yes, yes, I was at the top of the Jiuhua Sect. I was going to have a drink with my friends, but I didn't expect to witness this scene. That old demon Fang was a living demon god. His arms were five feet tall.
It’s so long, it’s easy to smash mountains with one punch.”
"Let me tell you, this is what you guys are bragging about. He is just a kid in the Golden Core Realm. It must be the fault of those big sects. They killed the chickens to scare the monkeys and made you mistakenly think that Old Demon Fang is very powerful. In fact, he is not a
Is he just a dwarf? If he is really as powerful as you say, why should he hide? The three major sects are worried that someone will get there first, so they use this method to make people fear each other. Even the two-star sects avoid it.
Their sharpness is such that only the three major sects dare to take action against them."
"What you said seems to make sense."
There are countless rumors of all kinds. Some people criticize Fang Xiu, and some people say that it is the method of the three sects. Because the inheritance in Fang Xiu's hands is too important, this method is used to force back those who have the ability to deal with Fang Xiu.
But how powerful is the Jiuhua Sect? How terrible is it for such a behemoth to be taken down by Fang Xiu alone?
Many people have even said that Fang Xiu has become the Nine Heavens Demon God, saying that he is an evil ghost who escaped from hell.
But in the final analysis, it is all caused by fear. The Panlong Territory is vast and rich in resources, and there are more than a hundred sects. However, the most powerful ones are always the three major sects, the Potian Sect, the Sanxing Sect, and the Liuli Sect. Among these three three-star sects,
Among the sects, the first one to bear the brunt is the Jiuhua Sect. Except for the Jiuhua Sect, all the two-star sects are in danger.
After all, no matter which force, they don't want to be the next person Fang Xiu visits.
Now Fang Laomo's reputation has almost reached its peak. Many people respect and fear him. He is murderous, cold-blooded, ferocious and cruel, all of which fully interpret Fang Xiu's terror and viciousness.
At this time, the eight elders of Feiliu Sect gathered together and held a major meeting on the main peak.
As one of the top ten two-star sects, Feiliu Sect is also very cautious. The destruction of Jiuhua Sect has undoubtedly been a wake-up call for them.
An old man with a withered face and white beard and hair, sitting on the throne of the first sect leader, is the sect leader of Feiliu Sect, Qiantang Yu, who has practiced for more than three hundred years and has advanced skills. Even in the half-step Lingwu realm, he rarely encounters opponents.
He is the real pillar of Feiliu Sect.
The eight elders present here are all very powerful, and they are all at the peak of the Golden Core. However, among them, there is a middle-aged man whose strength has reached the half-step Lingwu realm. He is divided between Qiantang and the hand-picked subordinate.
The first sect leader, Tian Feng!
Tian Feng has practiced for a hundred years and has reached the half-step spiritual martial realm. He is actually a real genius. This kind of strength is obvious to all. Feiliu Sect is so powerful that even if Hu Weiyong dies, he still has two and a half steps.
However, in the Lingwu Realm, it has always been Qiantang Yu's style to be prepared for a rainy day. After living a long time, he knows how to be cautious and sail the ten thousand year ship with caution.