'I was inspired by that old monk... Is my 'White Tiger's Seven Evil Killing Techniques' completely accomplished?'
Fang Xian looked at the white tiger with three evil eyes behind him and frowned slightly.
At this time, when he went out, he was regarded as a white tiger spirit, a legendary monster.
"What is the use of this white tiger that has appeared?"
He looked at the masters around him and the innate warriors who took a few steps back, and he probably understood.
"It's oppression! Mental oppression magnified dozens of times!"
"Under the pressure of my white tiger's appearance, the master may be fine, but the innate master will probably feel very uncomfortable... Ordinary warriors, let alone ordinary warriors, may not dare to stand in front of me, and ordinary people... may be frightened and faint.
?”
"This may not seem to be of much use to experts of the same level, but dealing with ordinary people or even the army is like mowing grass... Moreover, the range of the white tiger's intimidation is at least one thousand meters... This is a strategic-level deterrent!"
Originally, even a great grandmaster would die of exhaustion if he was surrounded by a hundred thousand legions and restrained by a large number of grandmasters or innate masters.
But now, it is impossible for this to happen to Fang Xian!
Once the three-eyed white tiger with evil patterns is opened, it is simply a magic weapon to clear the field!
"You... come together!"
Fang Xian was full of pride, roared, and rushed towards the heads of the six major sects.
He put his five fingers together and suddenly punched out.
White Tiger's Seven Killing Fists!
At the same time as he moved, the translucent white tiger behind him made the same move and pounced.
"Big Ice Soul Claw!"
"Vajra Hunyuan Body!"
"Tianhe Sword Technique!"
"Ape Demon Hunshi Stick!"
"Golden Light Palm!"
"True martial sword!"
The six great masters immediately counterattacked and unleashed many innate skills.
But it's no use!
The pavilion exploded, and the heads of the six major sects inside simultaneously vomited blood and flew away.
The Changbai Sword Master, the Heart Zen Master, the Red Ape Sect Master, and the Ice Soul Fairy were either too weak or injured, and were in the most embarrassing condition, with most of them unconscious.
The standing Flame Master and Zhenwu Sect Master were equally pale, looking at the demon-like figure.
Outside the court, the innate masters who were watching had their eyes widened.
"No way...defeat the six great masters by one person?"
Zhou Wuming almost lost the ability to think: "Could it be..."
"Grandmaster!"
Xie Kun looked solemn: "Since the death of Kuangren Chu, another great master has finally been born among the outsiders, and he is still twenty years old..."
…
"Oh... let's go..."
Yu Longjiao originally thought that she would be very excited when she saw Fang Xian showing off his power and defeating the masters of the six major sects.
But at this time, it was filled with a sense of waning interest.
"If Yuanwu dares to offend Damo, don't blame us for being ruthless!"
Guan Sheng and Linghu followed Fang Xian, their hearts filled with joy.
With Fang Xian's breakthrough, the originally turbulent situation was immediately stabilized.
The four of them quickly descended from Baiyun Mountain. Fang Xian suddenly pressed his eyebrows and his expression moved slightly: "You guys go back first... I'm going to get the reward I deserve!"
The battle between the masters naturally has its advantages.
That is the outcome of the war between the two countries!
And now, the four great masters representing the Damo Kingdom have won, and they have the right to take away the life of Emperor Yuanwu, who was personally conquering this time!
"you……"
Yu Longjiao's expression changed, and she seemed to understand something: "Be careful!"
The only thing that can move a great master is another great master!
Behind the six major sects, there are two branches of Brahma!
Although this is only a battle between grandmasters, there may be a great grandmaster holding the battle.
Fang Xian had already sensed something, and said that he wanted to kill Emperor Yuanwu, which was the only way to attack the enemy, to lure them away and create a chance for them to escape!
In fact, he himself knew that a few heretic masters could not attract much attention from the great master.
As long as you separate yourself, you can basically guarantee safety.
"take care!"
Guan Sheng and Linghu also bowed their hands as a gift and left quickly.
They didn't expect that the two great masters would be so shameless!
But Fang Xian didn't take it seriously.
No one stipulates that a master must have good character. Those two can even lay traps and seduce Kuangren Chu, so what else can they not dare to do?
…
Among the woods.
Fang Xian parted ways with the three masters, and his figure was like a fleeting shadow, disappearing away in an instant.
His mind was relaxed, always vigilant and repressed, as if some life-or-death crisis was about to come!
laugh!
Suddenly, there was a clear sound in the void.
Infinite sharpness suddenly attacked from the sky and reached Fang Xian's forehead in the blink of an eye!
In an instant, his neck bones made a harsh explosion, and his neck was twisted at an incredible angle, avoiding the ray of light.
puff!
The next moment, an ancient tree behind him slowly fell down and was broken at the waist. The wound was as smooth as a mirror.
Fang Xian's spirit was raised to the highest level and he stared at the surroundings.
He saw the culprit, which was a blue light.
After cutting the ancient wood, the green light drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, accelerated again, and flew towards it!
"Seven tigers destroy the world!"
Seven acupoints in Fang Xian's body exploded at the same time, his physical fitness reached the limit, and he punched out.
But that green light suddenly changed direction in mid-air, like a peerless sword master, avoiding the trajectory of the sword being swept by the wind of the fist, and in turn slashed his wrist.
Danger! Danger! Danger!
A matter of life and death.
Fang Xian's feet moved quickly, and a lazy donkey rolled away a few meters away.
On several trees in front of him, there was a round hole, which seemed to be pierced by something.
At the same time, a gash was opened on his arm, and blood seeped out.
This green light can cut through iron like clay and is indestructible!
"That's... a sword? A flying sword!"
During the fight just now, Fang Xian finally saw clearly what was inside the green light.
It was a thin flying sword, only about a foot long!
Fang Xian had long thought that he would be ambushed, and he would not be surprised even if a monk and two great masters appeared at the same time.
But I never thought that I would encounter the legendary 'sword control'!
The man who wielded the sword was hiding somewhere and did not show up. Instead, he used the flying sword to deal with him!
This is really awesome.
After all, the flying sword is extremely fast and cuts iron like clay, and no matter how hard I attack, I can't move a hair on the sword's owner.
In the end, you will definitely lose!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
After thinking about everything, Fang Xian suddenly laughed: "Sure enough, the higher you stand, the more beautiful the scenery you can see!"
Ordinary people and even innate masters just listen to flying swords and other things as stories.
Only when he reached his level, did he finally realize that there was actually a "sword-controlling skill" in this world.
This is exactly what he has been searching for before! Higher levels, more secrets!
"Fight!"
Seeing the flying sword turning in mid-air and about to assassinate him again, a white tiger with three evil eyes suddenly appeared behind Fang Xian.
Hoho!
In the roaring forest, a terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly spread into the distance...