Chapter 83 Demon Sword (Congratulations for quitting the LOL leader!)
'It's just a low-quality elixir...'
Seeing the other party's magic power, Fang Xian immediately relaxed half of his heart.
His invisibility was so magical that not even Feng Yunzi noticed it.
I don't know how much time passed, but a spiritual talisman suddenly flew over and landed in front of Fang Xian. Zhu Yun's voice came out: "The old Taoist has saved the person, little friend, you can take action."
"who?"
This movement immediately alarmed Feng Yunzi.
As he roared, a wind and cloud fan appeared in his hand, and with just one blow, a strong wind of sand swept over him.
'Did the old Taoist priest do it on purpose?'
Under this kind of attack, Fang Xian could no longer hide, so he could only withdraw his invisibility method and roared: "Feng Yunzi, you have done something wrong!"
The fire dragon sword flew out and struck Fengyun Fan with one sword strike.
This flying sword was already equivalent to a magic weapon restricted by the Tenth Layer of Tiangang, and the light of the sword was extremely sharp, and it immediately cut open a gap in Fengyun Fan.
"Damn it! We must not let this person leave this place today, otherwise our sect will have to move out overnight..."
A strange black light suddenly appeared in Feng Yunzi's pupils, and his whole body suddenly changed from a well-known monk to a strange evil spirit. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and a long black snake lunged towards Fang Xian with a sizzling sound.
Just now he used his authentic magic power to fight against the enemy, but now he used magic skills.
This magic skill of his is called the Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Secret Technique, which can condense energy into soldiers and kill souls! It is simplified from the "Taiwu Xuanyin Soul-Slaying Soul-Taking Secret Tradition" of the Kunlun Demon Palace.
The power is astonishing, and it is even more sinister.
If an ordinary monk is not careful, his soul will be injured and it will be difficult to recover.
"Little tricks."
Fang Xian let out a long laugh, and the fire dragon sword's light surged several feet, like a red fire dragon, killing the long black snake.
This is the magical power of the ‘Sword Light Breaking Technique’!
"Where are you from?"
Feng Yunzi shouted loudly, seeing that Fang Xian was not simple, and felt worried.
He knew that such a famous and upright true disciple would be difficult to deal with, not to mention that he also had a flying sword, so he immediately let go and waved thirteen golden pills.
Six of them hit Fang Xian, while the remaining seven were guarded around his body, obviously afraid that Fang Xian would secretly kill them with his sword.
Fang Xian secretly clasped the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire Mirror and sent out nine fire snakes. He easily suppressed the six golden pills and received them in front of him.
"Boy, you fell into a trap."
When Feng Yunzi saw this, a sinister smile appeared on his face, and he suddenly made a gesture.
The thirteen golden pills roared, and each turned into a golden and powerful Vajra with the appearance of a god and demon, and grabbed Fang Xian.
'Sure enough, these old demons are cunning in their fighting skills...'
'It's just that, despite all your plans, can you block my sword?'
Fang Xian's body swayed and transformed into a fire dragon. It was the great magical power of Tianhuo Yanlong!
Just by jumping forward, several powerful Vajra-like gods and demons started to scream and almost melted.
The fire dragon rushed out of the siege, combined with the Red Dragon Sword and Fang Xian's body sword, and suddenly killed Xiang Feng Yunzi with one sword.
puff!
A powerful Vajra-like god-demon was directly split in half, revealing Feng Yunzi behind it.
Without waiting for the man to cast any more spells, the fire dragon sword pierced him several times, killing the old demon on the spot.
Losing the control of its master, the Fengyun Fan let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground.
The remaining powerful Vajra Aspect Gods and Demons, however, screamed erratically and suddenly swarmed up, tearing apart their master's body and devouring them all.
This is also a drawback of practicing the magic sect technique, and it will backfire if you are not careful.
"Hey, how is my little friend?"
A ray of sword light flew out and suddenly opened the top of the nine-story golden pagoda, revealing the figure of Zhuyun Lao Dao.
He smiled and left a tutuo on the ground, and said: "I encountered this Huoyun tutuo and was delayed for a while. Are you okay, little friend?"
"I was about to tell my senior that Feng Yunzi has been crowned."
Fang Xian replied with a smile.
"Not bad……"
Master Zhuyun threw out a sword bag and collected all the powerful Vajra and Aspect Gods and Demons. Then he picked up the Fengyun Fan and handed it to Fang Xian: "Master Zhuyun has collected these monsters. This magic weapon is not bad. I'll give it to you...
…”
This Fengyun Fan is actually the inherited magic weapon of Fengyun Sect. It is refined into nine divine winds and contains three levels of Tiangang prohibitions. It is already quite good.
Fang Xian didn't refuse and accepted it directly, asking: "How can we save people, but the task of eradicating evil has been exhausted?"
"Of course, all the guilty disciples outside were killed by the old Taoist sword..." Old Taoist Zhuyun said with a smile: "My little friend, if you do this, your merits will be immeasurable."
"What about this sword?"
Fang Xian looked towards the stove.
The Nine-Son Divine Infant Sword keeps ringing and seems to be very spiritual.
"What if... this sword... is left to my little friend?" Master Zhuyun suddenly said with a flash of light in his eyes.
‘You’re here to test my Taoist heart before I’ve even started?’ Fang Xian rolled his eyes in his heart and said with unspeakable annoyance: “I don’t want this sword. I’d rather ask the Taoist priest to find a virtuous monk and save him...”
"So good."
Master Zhuyun nodded and knocked over the stove.
The Nine Sons Divine Infant Sword seemed to know its fate, and it let out a cry before turning into a streak of blood and escaping.
In the escaping light, the baby kept crying, and no one knew how many innocent lives had been lost.
"Hey, you still want to leave?"
A sword light flew out from the hand of Master Zhuyun, and suddenly turned into two sword lights. It was a state of differentiation of sword lights. When the two were twisted, the blood light was crushed, and the Nine Sons Divine Infant Sword was suppressed, and the sword was also collected.
In the bag.
After revealing this exquisite swordsmanship, Master Zhuyun turned around and said with a smile: "The Master is actually from the Shushan Sword Sect, and his name is Zhuyun. My little friend has sword bones, but also has the bones of a chivalrous man, so why not..."
"Now that this is over, it's time for me to say goodbye."
Fang Xian didn't wait for the old Taoist to speak, and directly refused: "And... when I was a casual cultivator, I had no one to rely on, and no hope of immortality... Later, I got the legacy of my senior, and I have sworn not to join the second person's family, and I will do it for that person.
A senior passed down the tradition."
As soon as he finished speaking, his body and sword merged into one, turning into a sword light and flying away.
Old Taoist Zhuyun choked on his throat for half a sentence, and his old face almost turned purple.
I don’t know how many times I recited the ‘Pure Heart Mantra’ and warned myself that haste makes waste, before I managed to suppress it.
"Sigh... sometimes I really want to take this kid back to the Shushan Sword Sect and be done with it!"
After a long time, he sighed: "Fortunately, I will probably go to Yuntai Mountain to watch the sword fight. I still have a chance."
Little did he know that Fang Xian was also cursing secretly in his heart at this time.
If this old Taoist priest hadn't been a true Jindan sword cultivator, he wouldn't have bothered to play with him and just let him know why the flowers were so red with one strike of his sword!
The other party came to recruit a disciple, but found that he couldn't beat the disciple. I don't know how embarrassing it would be!
This picture is quite touching when I think about it.
"Hmph, just wait for me... You think it's very slow for me to break through the golden elixir. Maybe I will break through directly next time. Then let's see if you still have the nerve to recruit a disciple!"