"You have today, too..."

Fang Xing looked at Lu Fengxian's eyes at this moment, and he was extremely cruel. He already knew that this bastard was the powerful guy who repeatedly plotted against him. He was only retribution and was cut off the connection between the true spirit and the immortal source by the master, and then sealed his immortal source. To some extent, it was equivalent to his true spirit being lost in Lu Fengxian's body and losing its great power. The strongest power that can be exerted now is just the cultivation possessed by Lu Fengxian's body. Killing Lu Fengxian is equivalent to killing him.

Fang Xing was so angry that he was bullied by him before, and he bullied him repeatedly. Now he had a chance and all his murderous aura came out in one go.

While shouting, he rushed over and chopped towards the pile of array flags. He could be said to have used twelve points of strength, which was even stronger than before. The dragon-patterned sword roared out a series of demonic energy, and in a while, he cut all ten array flags into a slight crook. This magic array is a dead array. The person who set up the array traps himself in the array and does not want it to slap in a life. He only uses his own magic power to activate it, so he cannot break it. He can only use his own power to slash hard and protect it. It depends entirely on the number of those array flags. Now as the array flag is cut, the power of protection is weaker.

"Ant, how dare you bully me like this?"

Seeing this, Lu Fengxian's face had changed drastically, and his face showed an unbearable humiliation. He shouted suddenly, but instead waved the formation flag and soared into the sky. He held the Fangtian Painted Riven, and his wind was so powerful that it fell from mid-air, straight towards Fangxing and his chest.

Everyone has their own fighting style. Fang Xing fights with others, which is typical unreasonable. He waves a big sword and slashes and slashes randomly for a while. Lu Fengxian fights with others with unparalleled courage, infused divine power, slashes horizontally and vertically, and fights with all directions. At this time, the true spirit is sent into the sea of ​​consciousness, but the fighting style changes again, and every move. There is a trace of fairy spirit, and that attitude seems to be condescending, and a halberd is about to kill the personality on the spot. It is as careless as stepping on an ant to death...

"I'll be angry when I see you!"

Facing this halberd falling from the sky, Fang Xing gasped, swept his sword, rushed his body and shouted loudly.

"Break the formation!"

In an instant, the sword walked with him, his momentum was invincible, and his fighting spirit surged. He rushed over, but he seemed to have brought thousands of troops.

It is the first realm of martial arts in the Breaking Formation Sutra.

The Breaking Formation Sutra has no moves, but it has a realm, and this is the first realm, called the Breaking Formation.

The Supreme Immortal who broke the battlefield back then was born in the battlefield, and his first martial arts technique was obtained by leading his army to break through.

Summon the murderous aura of the ancient battlefield to bless yourself, charge forward bravely, and have endless momentum.

Lu Fengxian stabbed a halberd, but saw Fang Xing not dodging or dodging. He rushed towards him. Although there was only one person, thousands of troops seemed to have transformed from behind him. Even with his knowledge, he was not only shocked, but soon woke up. He gently tapped the halberd, like a dragonfly, and shouted loudly: "You have learned all the scriptures of the Fourth Brother, you have great skills. Unfortunately, Huo Hou is too shallow, so what can I do to me?"

"Bang!"

The halberd was pointed out, but it was so wonderful that it was pointed at the middle of the Fangxing Dragon-patterned Sword, where its power was weak.

"boom!"

The illusions of thousands of troops behind Fang Xing disappeared, and his whole body quickly fell backwards.

"Hahahaha, my true immortal is like a tiger falling into the sun, how could it be like you, an ignorant child..."

Lu Fengxian laughed loudly, his voice as crazy as he was.

However, he couldn't laugh soon, because Fang Xing retreated dozens of feet, stepped on his feet in the void, and rushed over again. This time, what appeared behind him was a towering mountain, with a powerful force, as if a mountain was pressing down on the bottom, and it seemed that an immortal held a giant mountain in his hand and flew from the sky to suppress all enemies. Before this momentum, Fang Xing waved his sword and slashed, shouting: "Breaking the mountain style..."

boom!

Before the sword could be lost, the shadow of the mountain behind him had already broken.

Looking at the phantom, Lu Fengxian had a headache for a moment, as if his head had also shattered with the mountains.

"I even learned this move, you have some skills..."

He endured the headache and swept the eprus through a fierce shout.

As a person who once lived with the same era as the Breaking Array, he knew very well how powerful this style was. At that time, he had just entered the Supreme Taoist throne, and knew that there was such a monster in the sect. He came from the battlefield and did not practice magic, but only practiced martial arts. In addition to fighting with others, he used mountains as a stake to hone martial arts. Over the past century, he didn't know how many mountains had been broken and how many mountains had been leveled. He had completely refined his martial arts, and he had integrated the illusion of the shattered mountains. It was simply amazing...

"Boom!"

The halberd collided with Fang Xing's fierce sword, and even he had to stagger back and grit his teeth.

He suddenly realized that purely by strength, he was no longer the opponent of this junior. He felt disappointed and ashamed and angry, and it was hard to describe.

Now it is not like the moment when his true spirit suddenly descended, and he relied on his surprise to intimidate Fang Xing, so he could take the opportunity to kill him. But now, if he loses the immortal source, he will lose the power of the divine power at that level. If he fights hard by his body, the body of the true spirit and Lu Fengxian's body are not integrated, and Lu Fengxian's own will is slowly awakening. He subconsciously felt the danger of the bird occupying the dove nest and was struggling desperately, which made him unable to control this body while he was willing to wish to. This body had inherent divine power, and he could not exert it.

"Oh, I blocked again... the third style, the immortal-killing style..."

Fang Xing shouted, waved his fierce sword, and chased him relentlessly.

When Lu Fengxian, or Lu Xiaoyao heard this, he immediately shouted: "Nothing is not this kind of thing..."

Fang Xingke ignored it and slashed over, shouting, "Can't I make it myself?"

As he spoke, the dragon-patterned sword slashed, and the evil spirits were woven and crisscrossed.

He actually only understood two styles, but Lu Xiaoyao had obviously failed, so he could still accept him even if he was killed randomly.

"This little devil is so fierce..."

Lu Xiaoyao had a secret hatred in his heart, and was anxious, but he didn't dare to take it anymore. He wandered around, extremely casual and dodged in the air.

If you want to say that immortals are immortals, they are clearly fleeing in a panic, but their posture is extremely beautiful.

After these few moves against Fang Xing, he could figure it out. When Lu Fengxian was united in his body and spirit, he could not take over the little devil. Now that he has not yet controlled this body and body, he has not yet done his best to fight against this little devil.

For a moment, cold sweat fell on my forehead, and I felt quite angry.

"It must be left, otherwise it will be in danger..."

Although it was really embarrassing to be beaten by a junior, he didn't care about this much.

Boom!

He shook his hands, and behind his head, more than a dozen mysterious runes floated out, floating in the air, with the sound of immortals thunder blooming. At the same time, his tongue burst into spring thunder and shouted to the surroundings: "Listen, I have the Taoist sect of immortals, and the thirteen magical techniques. Today, I will make an immortal decree here, and use the will of heaven as an oath. Who can kill this demon for me? One immortal scripture and three volumes of immortal techniques? You can stare at the demon for me. When I return, I will tell you whereabouts. In addition, we should not forget that kill this demon, and three white jade orders promised by Bai Yujing! If you want to take the magical machine, why not rise and fall in the magical machine? The magical machine is vast and just fight for the front line. Don't miss this opportunity. I am not well physically, and you can kill this demon and retreat. Who can kill this demon? I secretly call my name. You will be able to feel your heart. I will bring the Taoist sect of the Immortal Sutra. Remember..."

With a loud shout, his body was swaying like a fairy, and he suddenly retreated. A white robe appeared in the air and disappeared in an instant.

Fang Xing chased after chasing the sword for a long time, but he was so chasing that he had no shadow, but he was almost furious. The Supreme Xiaoyao was used by the main master, and his speed was so fast that it was elusive. It was almost gone. After using all his strength, even the Nascent Soul could not catch up with him...

The loud shout before Xiaoyao Immortal left was like spring thunder, echoing in the field and descending on the heads of the cultivators.

After hearing this, many monks looked at Fang Xing with strange eyes.

Not to mention the Taoist sect of the immortal scriptures that this person promised, the three white jade orders alone are really touching!

The runes that Lu Xiaoyao showed before he escaped were indeed manifestations of some kind of immortal scriptures. They were not fake and were priceless!

Of course, I was moved, but when Fang Xing looked at them with a arrogant look, everyone immediately turned their heads away, and some people pretended to be nothing, but Fang Xing was so crazy that who dared to provoke him...

Of course, no one dared to provoke Fang Xing in the field. When the news spreads, there will probably be many people who will make a fortune.

Lu Xiaoyao's move was to make Fang Xing overwhelmed and exhausted. After he completely refined Lu Fengxian's true spirit and took that body for himself, he could be directly born and killed him, which was a strategy of killing two birds with one stone...

However, although Lu Xiaoyao's words did not cause turmoil at the scene, they had already annoyed Fang Xing.

"Yeah, I still want to lure all the cultivators to deal with me at this time? Do you have no Bai Yu Order as a young master?"

I felt anxious and shouted in anger: "You bastards all listen to me. Don't you just want the White Jade Order? I'm the leader of the robbery issued a talisman today. Any bastard who can track the Lu family for me will reward him with a piece of white Jade Order. Who can bring me the head of that bastard? I'll reward him with ten white Jade Orders. Have you all listened?"

As he said that, with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen white jade pieces were flying in the air. Under the sun, the whiteness was dazzling.

"Forehead……"

Everyone was stunned, looking at the dozen white jade towers, and even forgot about it...

Oh my god, is that the White Jade Order? Are they all white Jade Orders?

When did this White Jade Order become such a worthless cabbage?
Chapter completed!