Chapter 68 Kill (please vote)


    Underground cave.


    A group of monks surrounded a big man and came towards Fang Xing.


    Most of these monks are in the early or middle stages of Qi training. Although they wear different robes and robes, and some are even patched, they all have the same marks on their chests and backs, clearly belonging to the same force.


    The big man surrounded by them had a strong build, a Chinese character face, and a long purple beard. He walked like a dragon and a tiger, with a hint of domineering in his gaze.


    "This fellow Taoist invited me, Luo Hong, the leader of the ''Tianxia Gang''. I want to make friends with you... I wonder who is behind you?"


    When Luo Hong spoke, his voice was loud and full of energy. He should be a late-stage qi-training monk!


    In Qinglinfang City, in the later stage of Qi training, you will be an absolute master!


    For example, the boss of the Three Black Tigers who was killed by Fang Xing before, and Zhou Tong...


    ‘It’s true that there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings... And there is a common problem among immortal cultivators, looking down on warriors and thinking there is someone behind me? ’


    Fang Xing smiled in his heart, looking at this group of grass-roots teams, he felt that they should be the emerging forces after the collapse of order, and said in a low voice: "Get out!"


    "What did you say?"


    Luo Hong''s smile froze, and the immortal cultivator behind him was even more indignant.


    When will a warrior be able to ride on their heads?


    What''s more, since they followed Boss Luo and formed the Tianxia Gang, when have they ever suffered such grievances?


    "I''m expressing my kindness..."


    Fang Xing sighed.


    This group of immortal cultivators clearly envied his property.


    If he talks and deals with you in a nice and friendly manner...it will only make the other person''s arrogance more arrogant, and something unspeakable will happen.


    I deliberately said the word "go away" to let the other party know that I was confident. If I could retreat despite the difficulties, I would have the best of both worlds.


    Of course, there is another situation where good words are hard to persuade a **** ghost, and there is no other way.


    "Okay, okay, let''s go!"


    The expression on Luo Hong''s face quickly turned gloomy, and he turned around and left.


    "Gang leader!"


    Next to him, a charming woman came forward and said, "Why not..."


    She gestured.


    "After all, this place was jointly opened by those several companies... I still need to show some respect. Has the spiritual power mark been placed?"


    Luo Hong lowered his voice and answered.


    "Of course... a mere warrior would never expect to discover the methods of our monks." The woman chuckled.


    "Very good. You dare to provoke us like this. After you go out, you directly catch up with him and kill him... No matter who is behind him, even if it''s a foundation building overhaul, we can''t afford to offend him, can''t we hide from him?"


    A ferocious look flashed across Luo Hong''s face.


    It has reached the point of blocking roads, robbing people, and killing people. Who will think about the future?


    Those who practice tribulation will either die as fat sheep or themselves. It’s that simple!


    In this precarious market, every spiritual stone is important, and it might even be stained with blood!


    …


    Half an hour later.


    Fang Xing walked out of the underground cave and walked among the ruins, looking very relaxed.


    For warriors, this complex environment is the best location!


    Especially the lone warrior, when he is besieged, he likes street fighting the most!


    This is a regular school subject and must be tested in the exam!


    In his hand, the Tiger Saber buzzed and roared, as if it was thirsty for human blood!


    The moon is dark and the wind is high, it is the night of murder!


    "In this place, if lightning and thunder come again and heavy rain pours, it will be the right time!"


    Fang Xing sighed, kicked his foot, and his figure suddenly disappeared!


    Boom!


    In place, a deep pit suddenly appeared on the bluestone pavement under his feet, with countless cracks spreading around it...


    No, it''s not disappearing, but it''s too fast!


    rear.


    "Where is that man?"


    Luo Hong was wearing a sparkling robe and wiping his flying sword.


    The name of his flying sword is ''Yuquan'', which is ranked first-level and high-grade. The blade is like water, with a bit of ice-cold and biting meaning.


    Next to her, the woman was holding a detection talisman, with a flash of light in her eyes: "He suddenly disappeared...but my spiritual power mark shows that this person is approaching quickly..."


    "Are you approaching us to surrender?"


    A fat man wearing a Ge robe said with a smile.


    How can a mere warrior deal with their Tianxia Gang?


    There are dozens of people in their Tianxia Gang. This time, there are twelve people who came out with the boss. Together with the boss, they are called the "Thirteen Taibao". They are all the best!


    One person and one spell are enough to drown that kid!


    roar!


    Just at this moment, there seemed to be a dragon roaring in the darkness!


    Boom!


    A terrifying martial arts will, like a heavy hammer, hit the consciousness of many monks hard!


    "No, use the ''Ningshen Talisman'' quickly!" On Luo Hong''s hairpin, a magic weapon in the form of a spiritual snake suddenly turned red, making him wake up.


    His mind suddenly moved, and he knew that he had encountered an enemy who was good at spiritual attacks. He immediately shouted in a deep voice, and his robe flashed with light, turning into a white jade-like shield, firmly protecting himself.


    The next moment, a black shadow jumped out from the dark night, and the light of the knife flashed in his hand.


    The fat man Gepao who spoke before still had a smile on his face, and his plump head flew high.


    This person''s cultivation level has reached the sixth level of Qi training, and he is almost the highest among this group of people except for the leader. Unexpectedly, he died so grievously, and he died without even using any magic weapon!


    In the face of death, everything is equal!


    "this?!"


    Luo Hong''s eyes twitched as he saw that his mana-filled drink did not make these men come back to their senses. What kind of attack was that just now? Could it be...spiritual consciousness?


    But the battle has already happened, and it is redundant to think about anything else.


    Wherever he looked, Fang Xing''s sword flashed and pierced two nearby immortal cultivators.


    "How brave!"


    Luo Hong shouted angrily, and the Yuquan Sword turned into a stream of light. The sword''s energy was fierce and forced towards Fang Xing.


    Then, a simple copper bell appeared in his hand, and with just a slight shake, a majestic bell sounded.


    Those people in the world who were shocked by the dragon''s artistic conception finally came to their senses and hurriedly tore apart protective talismans, or cast spells or controlled magic weapons to besiege Fang Xing.


    This ''Xuanyin Bell'' is a ''rare treasure'' that Luo Hong obtained from that secret realm!


    Different from the magic weapons used in the Qi training stage and the spiritual weapons used in the foundation building stage, exotic treasures do not require identification of the owner. They only need to input mana to function, and often have very magical effects.


    This ''Xuanyin Bell'' can awaken the mind and protect the sea of ??consciousness!


    Not only that, Luo Hong shook the Xuanyin Bell again, and invisible sound waves headed towards Fang Xing.


    "drink!"


    Fang Xing''s sword flashed, and the man followed the sword and picked up the Yuquan Flying Sword.


    At the same time, a ''golden bell talisman'' was activated, causing an illusory golden bell to cover him.


    Under the golden bell, the nano-protective suit covered the whole body, even the eyes, as if wearing a layer of silver-white armor.


    After doing this, Fang Xing ignored the attacks of the remaining people at all. Wherever the long sword was directed, the Ghost Sword came out again, and several more heads flew out!


    "impossible!"


    Luo Hong couldn''t help but his eyes were splitting when he saw his trusted accomplices turned into corpses with severed fingers lying on the ground.


    He saw low-level spells turning into a colorful torrent... various kinds of vines, fireballs, and water arrows almost submerged Fang Xing.


    But the next moment, the vines were torn directly, and the fireballs and water arrows tore apart the golden bell with difficulty, leaving two flying knives and several ball magic weapons to hit the enemy, but they could only hit that layer of silver. There were light marks left on the armor.


    The opponent seems to have turned into a silver-armored **** of death. After rushing out of the torrent of magic, every sword can easily tear the defensive light shield, split the defensive magic weapon, and then take the life of his confidant!


    ‘Could he be a body-refining monk? ’


    ''No, this is impossible... is the body training so strong? ’


    Luo Hong''s Xuanyin Bell integrates offense and defense, and the "confused divine sound" produced by it will affect even the masters who have completed the Qi refining stage to a certain extent. Why is Fang Xing acting as if nothing has happened? It is obvious that cultivating the body to cultivate the sea of ??consciousness is a weakness!


    ‘Could it be... that he is a second-level body-refining cultivator? ’


    I am afraid that only the divine consciousness of a second-level body-refining cultivator can resist the deceptive sound!


    But Luo Hong could not be surprised soon, because Fang Xing had already killed him.


    "Gang leader...save me..."


    The woman''s crying voice reached his ears, and Luo Hong saw a sad look on the face of the most beautiful woman in the gang. A blood line emerged from the center of her eyebrows, and then her whole body separated from the middle, revealing the back. A Shura God of Killing!


    "Sure enough, martial arts is all about actual combat!"


    Fang Xing was like Shura, but the moves of the Tiger Saber in his hand were extremely exquisite. He never once collided with the blade of the Yuquan Sword in mid-air, but he was able to hit the sword lightly every time, sending this flying sword of the top-grade magic weapon far away. Swing away.


    After all, the blood refining magic weapon is only a low-grade one, and it can easily break in a few hits if it is a head-to-head encounter with a high-grade flying sword.


    Therefore, Fang Xing used skillful energy to swing the Yuquan Sword away every time.


    But except for the attacks of this late-stage Qi-training monk, he could simply ignore the attacks of other monks!


    After a **** battle so far, no one has been able to break his defense!


    Even if the nano-protective suit is damaged, silver-white water will quickly flow up and repair it quickly...


    Of course, Fang Xing, who was within the protection, also felt the effects of various shocks, high temperatures, corrosion and other spell effects.


    It''s a pity that after being separated from the dragon scale elephant armor, his body with jade skin, black flesh, willow tendons and steel bones easily withstood it.


    ''If it were anyone else, even an innate master, I''m afraid they would have been shocked to death by the torrent of spells just now...''


    ‘But I’m different! ’


    Fang Xing''s long sword protruded, and the ghost-slaying sword turned into a sharp sword light, slashing heavily on Luo Hong''s body-protecting jade shield.


    Now, of the Thirteen Taibao of the Tianxia Gang who are chasing him, only the leader is left!


    ‘This person is not simple, he is stronger than the two previous ones in the late stage of Qi training... And this bell can actually protect the mind and is not affected by my dragon’s artistic conception! ’


    Fang Xing struck out with his sword, and then struck out again.


    In the void, three sword shadows were continuous. Under the infusion of Xiantian Qi, the tiger evil sword''s light exploded, causing cracks to appear on the surface of the white jade shield!


    "etc…"


    Luo Hong quickly backed away, his face covered in cold sweat.


    No matter what, he never imagined that this seemingly ordinary warrior would actually be a hidden **** of death!


    He is obviously a cultivator of immortality, and his physical training level is still close to the second level, but he is so shameless in suppressing the fluctuations of his magic power and pretending to be a mortal!


    People can only recognize what is within their own cognitive scope.


    In Luo Hong''s world view, the only people who are so powerful are body-refining monks, not warriors!


    "We can talk..."


    He looked extremely sincere and begged for peace amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood of his subordinates.


    (End of chapter)