"Have you heard? Fang Aoxiong will challenge Fang Luo in a month!"
"Of course I know! Hehe, I think this battle is full of suspense. It's not certain who will lose and who will win."
"Although Brother Fang Luo's meridians are now severed, he has advanced martial arts in his hands. Fang Aoxiong has no chance of winning unless he breaks through to the fourth level of body tempering."
"Tch, in my opinion, Fang Aoxiong will definitely win!"
"..."
The one-month battle between Fang Luo and Fang Aoxiong made the entire Fang family disciples excited, talking about it, and attracting everyone's attention.
In a large courtyard of the Fang family, a middle-aged man sat at the head of the table, with a majestic face and a tyrannical energy flowing from his body, full of oppressive power.
This middle-aged man is surprisingly the eldest elder of the Fang family, Fang Tie.
Fang Aoxiong looked at Fang Tie, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and said: "Father, Fang Luo is really bullying others. He actually told me to get out, and even wanted me to kneel down!"
Fang Tie waved his hand and said calmly: "How sure are you of the January War?"
"This..." Fang Aoxiong hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and said: "As long as I break through to the fourth level of body tempering, I will be five points sure!"
Fang Tie suddenly asked, "If I give you three Peiyuan flowers and a high-level martial skill now, what are your chances of winning?"
When Fang Aoxiong heard this, he looked shocked and said: "Advanced martial arts? Where did our family get the advanced martial arts?" Then he suddenly realized and said quickly: "If this is the case, I am very sure!"
Fang Tie's eyes flashed, "Very good, I must defeat Fang Luo when the time comes. As long as you defeat Fang Luo and you join the Xuan Bing Sect, the position of head of the family will definitely be in my possession."
When Fang Aoxiong saw his father's ambitious look, he immediately laughed ferociously in his heart and clenched his fists.
Fang Luo, I will definitely make your life worse than death!
…
"It turns out that arrogance feels good." Fang Luo murmured to himself.
He used to tolerate troubles, never take the initiative to provoke, and did not act arrogantly. This time he set a precedent. The feeling of letting out the bad breath from his chest made his whole body feel very comfortable.
At this time, Fang Luo finally understood that he should not be too low-key, otherwise he would be bullied at will by others.
As for the duel a month later, Fang Luo is not worried at all. As long as the fierce demon helps him repair the five broken mouth meridians, he will surely be able to regain some of his former strength and step into the fourth level of body tempering. There will not be much suspense.
Thinking of the meridians, Fang Luo's heart felt hot. He glanced around and confirmed that no one was around, then whispered to the fierce demon: "Senior, I wonder how I did just now? Is it qualified?"
"Barely passed." The fierce demon said calmly, "You must remember what I said today carefully in the future. In addition, I will repair five broken meridians. Now that I am not strong enough, you need to hunt down six third-level monsters."
"Hunting six third-level monsters?"
Fang Luo's face was slightly stunned, but he didn't ask any more questions and nodded heavily. He knew the power of the fierce demon, so he had no doubts.
The fierce demon didn't say anything again, and Fang Luo had no more questions. He immediately started to pack up, put on a black robe, took a big knife, dry food, and some sandalwood to drive away beasts, and quietly left the Fang family.
Muyang City is in the northwest dynasty and belongs to the northern suburbs. After leaving the city gate and walking hundreds of miles south, you can see the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
It took Fang Luo three hours to arrive at the foot of Shiwanda Mountain. Looking up, he saw only a tall mountain peak rising from the ground and thrust into the sky. It was undulating and ancient trees stood tall. From a distance,
, a piece of greenery.
Fang Luo walked into the mountain, and his ears were immediately filled with the chirping of unknown beasts. Deep in the mountain, the roars of some powerful monsters would be heard from time to time, frightening a group of large birds that were perching away.
Fang Luo covered his body with sandalwood to cover his aura, jumped up, and landed on an ancient tree. With his powerful body, he flashed between the ancient trees and surged towards the depths of the mountain range.
Suddenly, Fang Luo paused and saw two silver demon wolves in the grass ahead, sniffing and pacing slowly, obviously looking for something.
"Second-order monsters, silver wolves, are ferocious in nature and live in groups." Fang Luo thought to himself, "It seems that this area is their territory. Since the territory of first-order monsters has appeared, it is far away from the third-order monsters.
The territory is not far away."
Each monster has its own territory. The more powerful the monster, the deeper it is, and the larger its territory. For example, the territory of a second-level silver wolf is probably only a few dozen meters in radius.
And it is rumored that the extremely powerful demon king directly occupied the entire mountain.
Fang Luo once hunted monsters in the Xuan Bing Sect, so he had quite a lot of knowledge in this area.
Fang Luo did not disturb these second-order monsters, and his figure flashed again. After he crossed the territory of dozens of second-order monsters, he finally entered the mountainside and entered a more dangerous area.
Fang Luo stopped and hid his figure among the thick and thick branches, staring at the monster below.
These two demonic beasts are about two meters tall and have the shape of a tiger. Their fur is intertwined with many markings and they come in three colors. This kind of demonic beast is called the Three-Color Fierce Tiger. It is a third-level demonic beast with claws as sharp as iron.
, the body is difficult to be harmed by swords and is very powerful.
"Its head is their weakest point..." Fang Luo took a deep breath, arched his body, and exploded in an instant, his long knife whistling and slashing towards the necks of the two three-color tigers.
These two three-colored tigers have been fighting each other all year round, and their intuition is very keen. They reacted quickly, jumped up one after another, roared angrily, and immediately tore towards Fang Luo with their sharp and dark claws. Their power was far greater than Fang Luo's.
"Hehe." Fang Luo suddenly laughed in a low voice, moved his toes, and transformed into four figures, scattered, so ethereal that it was difficult to catch.
The two three-color fierce tigers did not expect to suffer such a drastic change. The tiger claws could only be torn forward, but what was torn apart was the phantom of Fang Luo's body. Fang Luo's real figure had already wrapped around the two three-color fierce tigers.
Behind him, the big knife in his hand was immediately slashed.
Bang! Bang!
The sound of two golden swords clashing came, and the two three-colored fierce tigers felt as if they had been hit hard. The skin and flesh of their necks tore open a huge hole, leaving a fresh
Blood spurts.
This sword failed to understand the fate of the three-color fierce tiger. The third-level monster is equivalent to a third-level body-tempering monk. It is covered in flesh and flesh, as strong as iron, and is difficult to break.
The pain caused the two three-colored tigers to roar again and again, becoming even more angry. They turned around quickly, opened their fangs and opened their mouths, revealing their fierce glare, and rushed towards them.
Fang Luo pointed his toes again and spread out his misty steps, making the two ferocious tigers unable to capture the true figure.
An entire hour later, blood splattered in all directions, the ground was in a mess, and several big trees were broken. Two three-color fierce tigers were lying on the ground with no life left.
"Huh..." Fang Luo wiped off the sweat on his forehead, jumped onto the tree again, and smeared enough sandalwood on his body to cover up the smell of blood.
For the next six days, Fang Luo used the bodies of two three-colored fierce tigers to lure monster beasts that came smelling blood and killed them.
The fierce demon's voice sounded again, saying: "In six days, I hunted six third-order monsters and fifteen second-order monsters, which is not bad. I will help you repair your meridians today."
Hearing this, Fang Luo's face immediately became overjoyed. Then he felt a burning sensation in his Dantian, and the dark round stone buzzed and trembled again, and actually flew out automatically, hovering above the bodies of many monsters.
The dark round stone burst into red light, and dozens of blood lines instantly extended out, inserting into the monster's body, making a creepy "gurgling" sound, and the monster's body quickly shriveled up.
Fang Luo's eyes widened when he saw it, and he subconsciously thought of the first scene when the mysterious round stone absorbed the blood in his body. He felt a hair in his heart, but he suddenly realized it.
The mysterious round stone needs to swallow blood to exert its power.
After a while, only skin and bones were left in the demonic beast's body. The dark round stone shone with red light and submerged into Fang Luo's dantian. The dozens of blood energy stretched out again, kneaded with each other, and gradually condensed into
A drop of strange light blue blood.
"Thank you, senior!"
When Fang Luo saw this scene, he was overjoyed and gave the fierce demon a gift. After waiting for so long, it was finally time.
He suppressed his joy and quickly set up several traps. He then sat cross-legged and began to repair his meridians.
But Fang Luo didn't know that a bloody shadow slowly floated out from his dantian, looking down at him, anger and helplessness gradually appeared on the illusory face.
"Damn it, he actually swallowed the blood of a monster, and he's still a garbage third-level monster!!"
"This kid even has to learn how to be arrogant. It's so embarrassing. How did I meet this kid! If this continues, when will he become the Demon King? When will he be able to kill a hundred thousand strong men?"
After the powerful demon scolded him for a long time, he felt a lot more comfortable in his heart, and then he comforted himself: "Forget it, I have waited for a thousand years, and I don't mind waiting for a few more days. He tried the feeling of arrogance for the first time.
, the next time I act, it shouldn’t be too bad, hehe..."
After the words fell, the figure once again burrowed into the mysterious round stone.