Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 47 Flying Sword! (recommended)
"Being shocked by that old monk... Has my 'White Tiger Seven Killing Evil Art' been completely mastered? '

Fang Xian looked at the three-eyed white tiger with evil stripes behind him, frowning slightly.

At this time, when he went out, he was regarded as the white tiger spirit, a legendary monster.

"What is the use of this white tiger that has manifested?"

He looked at the masters around him, as well as the innate warriors who took a few steps back, and he probably understood.

"It's oppression! Spiritual oppression magnified dozens of times!"

"Under the oppression of my white tiger's appearance, the grandmaster is fine, but the congenital masters will probably feel very uncomfortable...not to mention ordinary warriors, they may not dare to stand in front of me, and ordinary people...maybe they will be directly frightened to pass out ?”

"It doesn't seem to be of much use to experts of the same level, but dealing with ordinary people and even the army is like mowing grass... and the range of the white tiger's intimidation is at least 1000 meters... this is a strategic level of deterrence!"

Originally, even a grand master would be exhausted to death even if he was surrounded by a hundred thousand legions and held back by a large number of masters or innate masters.

But now, it is impossible for this to happen to Fang Xian!
Once the three-eyed evil-patterned white tiger is opened, it is simply an artifact to clear the scene!

"You... let's go together!"

Fang Xian was full of pride, roared, and rushed towards the heads of the six major sects.

He put his five fingers together and suddenly swung his fist.

White Tiger Seven Killing Fist!
At the same time as he was moving, the translucent white tiger behind him made the same movement and rushed towards him.

"Great Ice Soul Claw!"

"Vajra Primordial Body!"

"Tianhe Sword Art!"

"Ape Demon Confounding Stick!"

"Golden Light Palm!"

"True martial sword!"

The six great masters immediately counterattacked, and many innate skills were deployed.

But it didn't work!

The pergola exploded, and the heads of the six factions inside vomited blood and flew back at the same time.

Changbai Sword Master, Xin Zen Master, Red Ape Sect Master, and Bing Po Fairy were either too weak or injured, and they were the most embarrassed, most of them passed out.

The standing Flame Master and the Master of Zhenwu Sect had the same pale face, looking at the demon-like figure.

Outside the arena, the onlookers' innate masters stared wide-eyed.

"No way...defeat the six great masters by one person?"

Zhou Wuming almost lost the ability to think: "Could it be..."

"Grandmaster!"

Xie Kun looked solemn: "Since the death of Madman Chu, another great master has finally been born among heretics, and he is still a 20-year-old great master..."

……

"Oh... let's go..."

Yu Longjiao originally thought that she would be very excited when she saw Fang Xian showing off his power and defeating the masters of the six major sects.

But at this time, it was filled with a sense of fading interest.

"If Yuan Wu dares to offend Da Mo, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Guan Sheng and Linghu followed Fang Xian, their hearts filled with joy.

With Fang Xian's breakthrough, the originally turbulent situation can be stabilized immediately.

The four quickly descended Baiyun Mountain, Fang Xian suddenly pressed the center of his eyebrows, his expression moved slightly: "You go back first... I'm going to get the rewards I deserve!"

The battle of the masters naturally has a bright start.

That is the outcome of the war between the two countries!

But now, the four great masters representing the Damo Kingdom have won the victory, and they have the right to take the life of Emperor Yuanwu who was personally conquered this time!

"you……"

Yu Longjiao's expression changed, as if she understood something: "Be careful!"

The only thing that can move a great master is another great master!

Behind the six major sects, there is also the second branch of the Vatican and Taoism!

Although this time it was just a battle of grandmasters, there might also be great grandmasters in the battle.

Fang Xian has already sensed something, and if he said that he was going to kill Emperor Yuanwu, he would save the enemy before attacking him, divert the enemy away, and create a chance for them to escape!
In fact, he himself knew that a few heretic masters could not attract much attention from the great masters.

As long as you separate from yourself, you can basically guarantee safety.

"take care!"

Guan Sheng and Linghu also bowed their hands in salute and left quickly.

They also did not expect that those two great masters would be so shameless!
But Fang Xian didn't care.

No one stipulates that a master must have a good character. Those two can even set up traps to trap and kill Chu madman. What else can they not dare to do?
……

among the woods.

Fang Xian parted from the three masters, and his figure was like a fleeting shadow, disappearing away in an instant.

His mind is relaxed, always with vigilance and depression, it seems that some life and death crisis is coming!
laugh!
Suddenly, there was a clear sound in the void.

The infinite sharpness suddenly attacked from the sky, and it reached Fang Xian's forehead in the blink of an eye!

In an instant, his neck bones made a piercing explosion, and his neck twisted at an incredible angle to avoid the ray of light.

puff!
The next moment, an ancient tree behind him slowly fell down, and it was cut off at the waist, and the wound was as smooth as a mirror.

Fang Xian raised his spirit to the highest level and stared at his surroundings.

He saw the culprit, it was a blue light.

After cutting off the ancient tree, Qingguang drew a beautiful arc in midair, accelerated again, and flew towards it!

"The seven tigers destroy the world!"

The seven acupoints in Fang Xian's body exploded at the same time, his physical fitness climbed to the limit, and he punched out.

But that blue light changed direction rapidly in mid-air, like a peerless master with a sword, avoiding the trajectory of the sword being swept by the wind of the fist, and slashing his wrist in turn.

risk!risk!risk!
life and death.

Fang Xian's feet moved quickly, and a lazy donkey rolled away a few meters away.

On the several trees in front of him, there was a round hole, which seemed to be pierced by something.

At the same time, there was a gash on his arm, and blood oozes out.

This blue light cuts iron like mud, invincible!

"That's...a sword? A flying sword!"

During the fight just now, Fang Xian finally saw clearly what was inside the blue light.

It was a thin flying sword that was only about a foot long!
Fang Xian had long thought that he would be ambushed, even if a monk and two great masters appeared at the same time, he would not be surprised.

But I never thought that I would encounter the legendary "Sword Control"!
The man who used the sword didn't know where he was hiding, and he didn't show up, but used the flying sword to deal with himself!
This is really powerful.

After all, Feijian was extremely fast and cut iron like mud, but no matter how he attacked, he couldn't move a single hair of the sword master.

In the end, the loser must be yourself!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

After trying to understand everything, Fang Xian suddenly burst into laughter: "Sure enough, the higher you stand, the more beautiful the scenery you can see!"

Ordinary people and even innate masters just listen to stories about flying swords.

Only when he reached his level of status did he finally know that there is actually the existence of 'Sword Control' in this world.

This is exactly what he has been searching for before!Higher levels, more secrets!
"Fight!"

Seeing the flying sword turning in mid-air and about to assassinate him again, a white tiger with three evil eyes suddenly appeared behind Fang Xian.

hoohoo!

The tiger roared in the mountains and forests, and a terrifying spiritual coercion suddenly spread into the distance...

(End of this chapter)