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 has 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 the monkey is the king... And there is a common problem among immortal cultivators, looking down on warriors, thinking there is someone behind me? ’ Fang Xing smiled in his heart. Looking at this group of grassroots men, he felt that they should be the emerging forces after the collapse of order. He said in a low voice: "Get out!"
"What did you say?" Luo Hong's smile froze, and the 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 injustice? "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 damn 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. If you dare to provoke us like this, go after 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 a single warrior, when he is besieged, he likes street fighting the most! This is a regular subject in school 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 wore a sparkling robe and wiped his flying sword. The name of his flying sword is 'Yuquan', which is a top-grade first-class sword. 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 showed that this person was 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 'Ning Shen Talisman' quickly!" On Luo Hong's hairpin, there was a magic weapon in the form of a spiritual snake. His eyes suddenly turned red, causing him to 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. He died without even using any magic weapon! In the face of death, everything is equal! "this?!" Luo Hong's eyes twitched. His shout, which was full of magical power, did not bring these men back to their senses. What kind of attack was that just now? Could it be... spiritual consciousness? But the battle had already happened, and it was unnecessary to think about other things. As far as his eyes could see, Fang Xing's sword flashed, and he pierced through two nearby immortal cultivators. "How dare you!" Luo Hong shouted angrily, and the Yuquan Sword turned into a stream of light, with a cold sword energy, forcing Fang Xing. Then, an ancient bronze bell appeared in his hand. Just a slight shake, a magnificent bell sound emerged. Those Tianxia Gang members who were shocked by the dragon's artistic conception finally came to their senses, and hurriedly tore open the protective talismans, or cast spells and controlled magic tools to besiege Fang Xing. This 'Xuanyin Bell' is the 'exotic treasure' that Luo Hong obtained from that secret realm! Unlike the magical instruments used in the Qi training period and the spiritual instruments used in the foundation building period, the exotic treasures do not need to recognize the master, but only need to input magic power to play a role, 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 a stream of invisible sound waves killed Fang Xing. "Hah!" Fang Xing turned his sword, and he followed the sword, and he picked up the Yuquan flying sword with one sword. At the same time, a 'Golden Bell Cover 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 were not spared, as if wearing a layer of silver-white armor. After doing all this, Fang Xing disdained the attacks of the remaining people. Wherever the long sword went, the ghost sword rose again, and several more heads flew out! "Impossible!"
Luo Hong saw his confidant gang members turned into a pile of broken fingers and debris, and his eyes were bloodshot. He saw the low-level spells turned into a colorful torrent... Various wooden vines, fireballs, and water arrows almost drowned Fang Xing. But the next moment, the vines were directly torn apart, and the fireballs and water arrows struggled to tear open the phantom of the golden bell, leaving two flying knives and several round beads that hit the enemy, but could only leave a shallow mark on the silver armor. The opponent seemed to have turned into a silver-armored death god. After rushing out of the torrent of spells, every knife could easily tear the defensive light shield, split the defensive magic weapon, and then take the life of his confidant! ‘Could it be a body cultivator? ’ ‘No, this is impossible... Is the body so strong? ’ Luo Hong's Xuanyin Bell is both offensive and defensive. The ‘confusing divine sound’ produced by it will affect even the great masters who have reached the perfection of the Qi Refining Stage. Why is Fang Xing so calm? Obviously, the body cultivator's sea of consciousness is a weakness! ‘Could it be... a second-level body cultivator? ’ I’m afraid that only the consciousness of a second-level body cultivator can resist the confusing divine sound! But Luo Hong soon stopped being surprised, because Fang Xing had already killed him. "Boss...save me..." The woman's crying voice reached his ears, and Luo Hong saw that the most beautiful woman in the gang had a sad look on her face, and a blood line appeared from her eyebrows, and then the whole person split in the middle, revealing a Shura God of Killing behind! "Sure enough, martial arts is about actual combat!" Fang Xing was like Shura, but the moves of the Tiger Evil Knife in his hand were extremely exquisite. He never collided with the blade of the Yuquan Sword in the air, but he could lightly hit the sword body every time, sweeping this top-grade magic weapon flying sword far away. After all, the blood-refined magic weapon is only of low quality, and it is easy to break after a few hits when it collides with the top-grade flying sword. Therefore, Fang Xing used clever strength to sweep the Yuquan Sword away every time. But except for the attack of this late-stage Qi training cultivator, he could simply ignore the attacks of other cultivators! Until now, no one has been able to break his defense after a bloody battle! Even if the nano protective suit was damaged, silver-white water would soon surge up and repair it quickly... Of course, Fang Xing, who was inside the protection, also felt the effects of various shocks, high temperatures, corrosion, and other spell effects. Unfortunately, after being separated by the dragon scale elephant armor, his jade skin, dark flesh, willow tendons, and steel bones could easily withstand it. ‘If it were someone else, even a congenital master, I’m afraid they would have been shaken to death in the torrent of spells just now...’ ‘But I’m different! ’ Fang Xing’s long sword thrust out, and the ghost-killing sword of the ghost god sword turned into a sharp blade light, slashing heavily on Luo Hong’s body-protecting jade shield. Now, of the thirteen guardians of the Tianxia Gang chasing him, only the gang leader is left! ‘This person is not simple, stronger than the two previous late-stage Qi training... And this bell can actually protect the mind and is not affected by my dragon state of mind! ’ Fang Xing slashed with a sword, and then slashed with another sword. In the void, three knife shadows appeared in succession. Under the infusion of innate true qi, the blade of the tiger evil knife exploded, and even cracks appeared on the surface of the white jade shield!
"Wait..." Luo Hong retreated quickly, his face full of cold sweat. No matter what, he could not have imagined that this ordinary-looking warrior was actually a hidden killing god! He was obviously a cultivator, and his physical cultivation was close to the second level, but he was so shameless as to restrain the fluctuations of his magic power and disguise himself as a mortal! People can only recognize things within their own cognitive range. In Luo Hong's worldview, only physical cultivators are so powerful, not warriors! "We can talk..." He looked extremely sincere, seeking peace in the sea of blood and corpses of his subordinates.