Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 96 The Sword Is Like Thunder (1200 plus, please ask for a monthly ticket)
"This……"

Monk Three Smiles below was shocked.

Although Zhuyun's cultivation is not as good as his, he is still a third-rank Dancheng, a master of the Shushan true swordsmanship.

How could he be overturned with a single sword strike?
With a wave of his big sleeve, the Sanyang Qi sword flew out and turned into three golden lights, protecting the four little ones firmly.

"This sword light looks familiar!"

Looking at this scene, Gu Daoxian felt inexplicably familiar, and his butt began to ache.

"This is... the Fire Dragon Sword!"

Old Taoist Zhuyun also disregarded his disheveled face, and shouted involuntarily.

"Haha... The red sun is surging, the sea of ​​clouds is floating and sinking, the real Hongri has seen all of you."

Fang Xian was dressed in a scarlet Taoist robe with fluttering sleeves. He walked up to Mingwang Temple, waved his hand, and took away the fire dragon sword in the air: "Just now my fire dragon sword sensed hostility, so I slashed the sword myself and accidentally injured the Taoist priest." Friend, I'm really sorry..."

Although he was apologizing, the old Zhuyun wished there was a gap in the ground to get in.

Even Gu Daoxian was worried: "You defeated Master Zhuyun with a single strike with the flying sword. Doesn't it mean that you didn't use all your strength?"The same as the Three Immortals, is there such a big gap?Just because you are the head of the Three Immortals? '

"You...are you alchemy?"

Monk Sanxiao deserves to be the ultimate golden elixir, and he saw the most important thing at a glance.

"Exactly!"

Fang Xian laughed loudly, and a red sun appeared behind him, accompanied by a sea of ​​clouds.

"It's still a first-class alchemy!"

Monk Sanxiao was extremely surprised, and the old master Zhuyun opened his mouth even more, like a toad struck by lightning.

For a Sanxian in the Supernatural Realm, if he wants to condense the golden core, it will take at least decades of hard work, and some of them will not be able to pass this threshold for hundreds of years, so they can only sit down in desperation.

But how could this kid be faster than cultivating supernatural powers?
The two looked at each other, feeling helpless in their hearts.

Dan Cheng has no regrets!

Once the golden core is completed, it is no longer possible to change the practice method.

In other words, even if Fang Xian joins the Shushan Sword Sect at this time, he can only be a first-class guest elder.

Their mood at this time is like the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl they fancy, who suddenly marries and becomes a woman, and even has a sense of sight for their children.

The cooked duck flew away abruptly.

How can you be so melancholy?
Monk Sanxiao was even more terrified. He didn't know why things had turned out like this, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Three Immortals and Erying, the great prosperity of Shushan, was promised by the red-browed immortal of our sect. It will never be wrong. How come now?" Hengsheng is so twists and turns? Could it be... the number of days has changed?"

As an orthodox cultivator of the Taoist sect, what he is most afraid of is the change of heavenly secrets, which will overturn the original general trend.

"No, no, the calculation made by the patriarch will not go wrong."

Zhu Yun, however, thought of something else: "Perhaps...the head of the three immortals shouldn't enter Shu Mountain in this generation, and must go through a reincarnation?"

For ascetics, the concept of time is different from ordinary people, and decades are not a big deal.

But when I thought about it again, it was as if a layer of cold water had been poured on me: "Seniors who have been reincarnated through the ages have either suffered doom, or they have achieved low-grade alchemy. It's going to be a fart, unless it's a doom!"

After all, Monk Sanxiao was still a master of Taoism. He managed to recover and said congratulations: "Congratulations to my fellow Taoist for achieving a first-grade elixir. There is hope for the great road."

"Thank you... I don't know why the two of you and these children came to Southern Border?"

Fang Xian greeted Zhu Yingzi with a smile, and glanced at the four children one by one.

Gu Daoxian unconsciously lowered his head and hid behind Monk Sanxiao.

"This... is for the green grandma who is hollow in the Baigu Mountain in southern Xinjiang. After all, there are some causes and effects that need to be resolved... It is also the experience of the younger generation."

Of course, Monk Sanxiao would not say that the main reason was to accept Fang Xian as an introduction, and at this time he was just humiliating himself.

"It turned out to be Grandma Green. This matter actually started from my family, and I should be the one to solve it!"

Fang Xian laughed.

At this time, his heart was extremely clear, and he seemed to have comprehended swordsmanship again, so he immediately raised his hand and flew out the Fire Dragon Sword.

Whoosh!

The flying sword psychically transformed into a red rainbow and disappeared.

In the next moment, there was the sound of the blade piercing the air.

This is because the sword light is faster than the sound, so the sword light is seen first, and then the sound is heard.

"The sword is like the sound of thunder, traveling thousands of miles in an instant?"

Monk Sanxiao said solemnly.

"Not bad!"

Part of Fang Xian's divine sense was attached to the Fire Dragon Sword, and he had already traveled thousands of miles in an instant, and came to the cave in Baigu Mountain.

Grandma Green happened to be absorbing the essence of Yimu in a dense forest outside, and she was still thinking bitterly: "Shushan Sword Sect is too deceitful, killed grandma's apprentice, and robbed grandma's golden silkworm sword... Waiting for grandma to go The Cave Master borrowed the Bone Yin-Yang Sword to make those juniors look good. Does it really mean that us old goblins dare not eat people? '

Suddenly, a flash of sword light flashed in front of her eyes, and the Fire Dragon Sword appeared like a shattered void, and it slashed out.

quick!quick!quick!
This sword appeared like lightning, so fast that people may not even be able to react.

The clothes on Grandma Green's body exploded and turned into layers of Yimu essence, but was shattered by the sword light.
The next moment, the Fire Dragon Sword pierced Grandma Green seventeen or eighteen holes, especially one of the golden pills, which was smashed into pieces by the sword light, and then she went away.

All this happened in an instant. The disciples of Grandma Lu next to them first saw Grandma Lu being killed with a sword, and then heard the sound of the sword piercing the air, and they all stayed there.

After a long time, a little demon tremblingly said: "Grandma... is grandma dead?"

……

In Mingwang Temple, from Fang Xian's flick of the flying sword to the time the flying sword came back, only a dozen or so breaths passed.

Thousands of miles away, the flying sword takes a person's head, like picking something out of a bag!
'Actually, this is only possible through the combination of my three supernatural powers of swordsmanship... Without the sword like thunder, I can't fly so fast, and if the flying sword can't be psychic, and the divine sense can't be attached to it, it's easy to kill the wrong one In the end, it is the sword light that breaks the spell, cutting off the protective spell on Grandma Green's body in an instant...'

In a formal fight, Fang Xian may not be able to kill him so easily even if Grandma Lu protects her whole body first.

The reason why he was able to kill this Jindan was because of the flying sword sneak attack!

The sword was like a thunderous sound, slashing towards him in an instant, no matter what magic weapon or spell he had on his body, it was difficult to use it.

To resist such a killer move, the only way to rely on the magic weapon or supernatural power that can psychically protect the Lord!
It's a pity that Grandma Lu didn't have any of them on her body, so she was beheaded like this.

The others were still ignorant, Monk Sanxiao was the only one who saw something, and said in a voiceless voice, "Have you beheaded Grandma Lu?"

"Exactly."

Fang Xian stroked his sword and smiled, then answered calmly.

Monk Sanxiao was speechless for a moment.

He thought to himself that he is also a peerless genius among Jindan, with sharp flying swords and the true inheritance of the Shushan Sword School, but he has never proved the realm of sword like thunder, and he is still unable to display this kind of supernatural power, his heart is trembling: "If he Assassinating the old monk like this, the monk has three yang and one qi sword psychic protector, so he is not afraid, but with such supernatural powers and supernatural powers, the old monk seems to be unable to fight head-on...'

(End of this chapter)