My ring is too bad

Chapter 227
"kill!"

Without the slightest nonsense, Fang Gan gave an order, and the nine ten-square puppets shot out immediately, killing Xia Kunpeng who was surrounded.

Seeing that there was no escape, Xia Kunpeng finally gave up the luck in his heart, exuded a strong fighting spirit all over his body, and raised his head and roared angrily.

This roar carried powerful internal force, and as the sound waves spread, the bamboos within a radius of several miles broke apart, and the bamboo leaves flew like a bamboo rain. The nine ten-point puppets were also affected, and their bodies retreated dozens of meters.

"Let's divide life and death today." Xia Kunpeng clasped both hands, and countless bamboo leaves quickly condensed into a small green sword with an inch-long handle. The small sword was extremely sharp and powerful.

I saw Xia Kunpeng swung his sleeve robe suddenly, as if he was holding a weight of [-] tons. A total of [-] small green swords gathered into a large sword with a length of [-] meters, and stabbed towards Fang Gan and others.

The momentum of this sword was so powerful that even the clouds in the sky were affected and dispersed by the sword energy.

At this time, many masters from various sects and clans rushed to Shunan Zhuhai. They all secretly heard the news that Xia Kunpeng was going back to Xia's family to kill Fang Gan, and they came all the way to watch.

On one side is a veteran strong man who has been famous for a long time and supported the Xia family to become the head of the hermit family, and on the other side is a young foundation-builder who is astonishingly talented and brilliant. This kind of battle is rare in a thousand years.

Among the crowd were the disguised Poison Cloud Valley and the foundation-building masters of the Yinling Gate. They originally came to avenge Ma Weifeng and Jingfeng and take Fang Gan's life. Looking from the sidelines, if Xia Kunpeng killed Fang Gan, it would save them a lot of work.

However, the battle did not seem to develop according to their imagination.

Originally, according to their imagination, Xia Kunpeng and Fang Gan should fight bloody one-on-one.

But now what they saw was Fang Gan commanding nine mysterious men to besiege Xia Kunpeng, and an old man dressed in trendy clothes stood beside him.

"This..., where did Fang Gan find so many powerful masters?" A young man wearing a felt hat asked in surprise.

"I heard that Fang Gan is from the Tai'an Bureau, so he must be a master sent by the Tai'an Bureau." A girl with a burden on her back said.

"If it's really a master sent by the Taian Bureau, then it's too shameless to fight one more. As people in the martial arts circle, we can't just sit idly by. My brothers and I will go up and help the old man of the Xia family." A big man Unable to stand up, he stood up and shouted at the crowd.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him, because everyone looked up at the sky above Lin Hai in the distance.

The big man turned his head and became stunned.

I saw a huge green sword with a length of [-] meters, made of small bamboo leaves condensed, across the entire sky, the sword's aura soared to the sky, and even the clouds were split.

Even if they were separated by dozens of miles, everyone could still feel the chilling aura emanating from the sword.

"Is this Xia Kunpeng's method? It's so strong!" Someone said in amazement, this sword has gone beyond the scope of a warrior, comparable to the legendary fairy art.

"It's true that the Xia family is the head of the hermit family. Xia Kunpeng is so powerful. Except for the one in the Tai'an Bureau, how many people in the world can fight against him?" His move was quite shocking.

Obviously they didn't see the previous battle of the three on the artificial lake of the Xia family, otherwise it would have been even more shocking, because that level is beyond the reach of many warriors in their lifetime.

Just when these warriors were shocked by Xia Kunpeng's move, facing Xia Kunpeng's sword, both Fang Gan and Zhang Qilin stood where they were and did not dodge.

I saw the nine puppets standing in front of the two of them again, performing all kinds of moves, fist shadows, palm shadows, sword qi, sword light, qigong, pointing, kicking, claw skills, and spear skills, all of which were nine ten-fang puppets. The most powerful martial arts before the puppet died.

The big green sword composed of [-] small bamboo-leaf swords stabbed at it, and the nine puppets blocked it with their bodies, and attacked frantically, blowing up all the small bamboo-leaf swords.

The number of small bamboo-leaf swords continued to decrease, but the nine ten-square puppets were also knocked back again and again, like cracks appearing on the hard body cast by steel.

These small bamboo-leaf swords contained Xia Kunpeng's full-strength qi, and each of them was enough to easily kill a master who was below the fifth level of foundation building, which showed the power of them.

All [-] handles were forcibly taken, and Xia Kunpeng believed that even the existence above the foundation of martial arts would be seriously injured.

Three minutes later, of the 3 small bamboo leaf swords, there were [-] left, and one of the nine ten-square puppets finally couldn't hold on and exploded.

When there were [-] small bamboo-leaf swords left, the second and third ten-square puppets exploded one after another.

When there were 1000 and [-] bamboo leaf swords left, there were still five puppets left in the nine ten directions.

When there were [-] small bamboo leaf swords left, there were still three puppet puppets left in the ten directions.

When there were [-] small bamboo-leaf swords left, there was only one Shifang puppet left.

A moment later, there was a sound of explosion, and the last ten-party puppet in the field was also blown apart by the attack, turning into countless fragments.

And there are still seventy handles left on the small bamboo leaf sword, which is no longer a threat to Fang Gan and Zhang Qilin.

Fang Gan made a golden fist mark with his fist, and the three undefeated imperial fists directly smashed all seventy small bamboo-leaf swords into pieces.

Seeing this, Xia Kunpeng laughed out loud. His greatest fear was the nine puppets, so he gave up his face and ran away.

Although the power of condensing bamboo into a sword and cutting the sky caused him a lot of wear and tear, wrinkles appeared on his originally smooth face, and most of the true energy in his body was gone.

However, nine ten puppets were eliminated in one fell swoop. Although the remaining Fang Gan and Zhang Qilin were difficult to deal with, Xia Kunpeng was confident that he could rely on his own strength to win against the enemy.

"Hahahaha, Fang Gan, without these nine puppets, how can you two fight this old man?"

Xia Kunpeng laughed happily, and condensed a seven-foot-long bamboo-leaf sword in his hand, and went straight to kill Fang Gan and Zhang Qilin. He wanted to take advantage of his fighting spirit and kill them all at once.

"Haha, old dog, don't be complacent, the good show is yet to come." Fang Gan smiled slightly, not showing any distress at the destruction of the Shifang Puppet, and successively performed the technique of controlling thunder, controlling fire and controlling wood technique.

All I saw were purple thunderbolts appearing out of thin air,

At the same time, the bamboos on the ground kept trembling, one after another bursting into sharp bamboo sticks, not only that, but also dozens of fireballs condensed and surrounded Fang Gan.

Zhang Qilin on the side didn't expect Fang Gan to have so many tricks, so he was taken aback for a while.

The people watching the battle outside the Zhuhai had previously been refreshed by Xia Kunpeng's powerful operation of defeating nine ten puppets with his sword, and they were amazed that such a move could exist in the world.

Seeing that Fang Gan summoned flames and lightning out of thin air, everyone's eyes widened.

Manipulating the bamboo can still be said to be caused by true energy, and ordinary innate masters can barely do it, but this hand of lightning and flames is already beyond the scope of the warrior's ability.

"Fang Gan is obviously a martial artist, what the hell is he? Is it the Taoism of Longhushan? Could this guy be a disciple of Longhushan?"

"The masters of Taoism in Longhu Mountain have disappeared for a long time. Now that Longhu Mountain has become a tourist attraction, where are there any disciples?"

"Who knows if there will be an invisible master of Longhu Mountain? Besides, the Taoist sect is not just the Longhushan family. Maybe Fang Gan is a disciple of other hidden Taoist masters?"

"No wonder he is so powerful at such a young age. He must have received a rich inheritance from the Daoist sect."

The warriors talked a lot, and Fang Gan suddenly became a little mysterious and unpredictable in the hearts of these martial arts people.

Several foundation-builders from Poison Cloud Valley and Yinling Sect saw Fang Gan cast spells, and wondered in their hearts whether Fang Gan had something to do with someone from the Taoist sect.

The Taoist sect is the nemesis of these evil sects. If Fang Qian really knows the masters of the Taoist sect and has studied under them, then Poison Cloud Valley and Yinling Sect will have to think about it again.

Once they kill Fang Gan, perhaps they will usher in the revenge of an expert Taoist. Even if they are not afraid, they will definitely suffer heavy losses, not to mention that there is Tai'an Bureau behind Fang Gan.

Is it worth it to do so?The foundation builders of Poison Cloud Valley and Hidden Spirit Sect all frowned.

At the same time, Xia Kunpeng was also taken aback by Fang Gan's sudden magic. He didn't expect that this kid was not only a martial arts wizard, but also the mysterious and unpredictable Taoism in the legend.

This son must not stay, otherwise, with today's enmity, it will definitely be a serious problem for my Xia family in the future. In another ten years, I am afraid that even I will not be able to defeat him, so I must kill him now!

Thinking of this, Xia Kunpeng's eyes became more murderous.

"Go!" Fang Gan shouted, and the fireball, lightning and sharp bamboo sticks all shot towards Xia Kunpeng.

"Chop!" Xia Kunpeng swung the bamboo-leaf long sword and slashed out. Under the infusion of true energy, the bamboo-leaf long sword made a sword cry.

At his level, he no longer has much fear of Taoism, unless it is an extremely high-level Taoist master who can threaten him. Once the magic is discovered, the world will change, and the world will be suppressed by using the true energy of the world.

But obviously Fang Gan's spells haven't reached that level yet, so Xia Kunpeng doesn't pay much attention to them.

The bamboo leaf sword exudes a cyan light, and Xia Kunpeng's whole body is integrated with the dazzling sword light.

With a sweep of the sword, the flames, lightning, and sharp bamboo strips were all torn into pieces.

Seeing this scene, Fang Gan still kept a smile on his face.

Bamboo shavings turned into bamboo strips were ignited by the flames, and black smoke filled the surroundings, blocking the line of sight
"Boy, is this all you can do..." Xia Kunpeng smiled, but his pupils suddenly shrank in the next moment.

The ten-party puppet that Fang Gan left in the ring space kept shaking, as if it was communicating with the destroyed ten-party puppets.

Xia Kunpeng felt that the power of the surrounding heaven and earth was being plundered by a strange method, and the nine puppets from ten directions that had been smashed to pieces were quickly reborn.

"How is this possible!" Xia Kunpeng exclaimed.

"Shifang puppet, immortal, if you kill it so easily, it's a fart baby." Fang Gan sneered.

(End of this chapter)