Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

The leader of the Ye clan felt that Fang Chen had suffered too much loss this time and had to make up for it. After discussing it with the other two people, they went to the small courtyard where Fang Chen lived.

As soon as they walked into the small courtyard, they saw a burst of terrifying sword intent erupting from Fang Chen's body, and his whole body turned into a sword light and disappeared into the sky!

"This, this couldn't be the legendary sword-turning technique..."

The Xu clan leader murmured to himself.

The patriarch of the Zhou clan nodded with certainty: "It should be the art of transforming into a sword. This speed far exceeds the art of sword control..."

There are numerous flying techniques, the most common of which is the low-level Flying Cloud and Mist. To put it bluntly, this technique is an extension of the technique of controlling the five elements.

It can only be used for ordinary traveling.

The next step is to control the natal magic weapon, but the natal sacrifice and refining technique is very rare, at least none of the three of them have it.

And the sword-changing technique is far superior to these two techniques!

"What do you think...this senior did?"

The leader of the Ye clan suddenly said quietly.

The two of them looked at each other, then at Master Qinghe who was not far away, and both chose to remain silent.

Some things are good if you know them in your heart, but speaking them out will inevitably cause some trouble.

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"Quick! Speed ​​up!"

Mr. Lin yelled loudly. If he hadn't been reluctant to part with these spiritual materials, he would have escaped alone.

Under his scolding, his men also tried their best to stimulate the spiritual power in their bodies and flew across the empty land with the spiritual materials.

At this moment, everyone suddenly felt a terrifying spiritual power fluctuation in the sky, and subconsciously looked up.

A sword light came from far to near. In just the blink of an eye, the sword light landed less than ten feet away from them.

The light dissipated and they saw a familiar figure wearing a mask.

Mr. Lin's scalp was numb and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

"What a coincidence."

Fang Chen chuckled.

"Yes, it's a coincidence..."

Mr. Lin forced a smile on his face and pretended to be calm: "Did you pass by this place?"

"No, I'm here to find you."

Fang Chen said.

"..."

A flash of fear flashed in Mr. Lin's eyes, but he couldn't help but calm down a bit when he thought of his origins.

He said slowly: "Your Majesty, have you regretted it? In that case, the transaction just now can continue.

We at Tianbao Pavilion always act informally. "

He pointed out the three words Tianbao Pavilion, hoping that the other party would be wary.

After all, Tianbao Pavilion is a force in the fourth-grade empire, and its chambers of commerce are spread all over the country, countless!

"Mr. Lin, you are afraid."

Fang Chen said.

"Am I afraid? What am I afraid of, haha..."

Mr. Lin laughed dryly.

"You're afraid you'll die here."

Fang Chen smiled.

Mr. Lin suppressed the fear in his heart and whispered: "I am from Tianbao Pavilion. If you die here, Tianbao Pavilion will not let it go."

"If they knew that you died at the hands of a swordsman, do you think... they would avenge you?"

Fang Chen smiled and said, "If you take a step back, even if Tianbao Pavilion avenges you, do you think I will be afraid?"

Mr. Lin was immediately speechless, and the fear in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

Upon seeing this, his men put down their spiritual materials and looked at Fang Chen in panic.

"This way... I just offended you with my arrogance. Please take these spiritual materials. As for the balance... I will pay it for you!"

Mr. Lin gritted his teeth and whispered.

"You are just a Qi Refining monk, but you are quite rich. How can you marry me with four to five thousand low-grade spiritual stones?"

Fang Chen smiled.

Mr. Lin said in a deep voice: "You don't know something, but I actually come from the Fourth-Rank Empire. Although I am only a Qi Refining monk, I have served in Tianbao Pavilion for many years and I am also quite wealthy.

It's just that these four to five thousand low-grade spiritual stones won't be available for a while, but I can delay it for a while and the hole can always be filled. "

"The four thousand low-grade spiritual stones I gave you earlier are on your body."

Fang Chen said calmly.

Mr. Lin had an ominous premonition and said subconsciously: "I won't carry such a large sum of spiritual stones with me. It has already been recorded in my account."

"Pity."

Fang Chen sighed lightly.

"Your Excellency, please let me live so that you don't have to forge a deadly feud with Tianbao Pavilion."

Mr. Lin backed away slowly.

He had already guessed what the other party was going to do.

"What does the world say about sword cultivators?"

Fang Chen asked.

Mr. Lin was startled.

Everyone in the world says that sword cultivators are crazy, vindictive, domineering, preferring to use more to fight less, and use any means necessary...

Thinking of this, Mr. Lin's face turned pale. He had just offended the sword cultivator in front of him because of his frivolous temper in the Ye Clan...

The sword flashed.

In just an instant, all of Mr. Lin's men were killed.

Mr. Lin didn't take any chances anymore, turned around and ran away with a roar.

puff!

A bloody hole appeared on the back of his head, connected to the center of his eyebrow.

The little sword whirled gently in the air: "Xiao Chen, I won't be polite with these spiritual materials!"

"I told you, don't call me Xiaochen, you were still hatched by me."

Fang Chen said helplessly.

Xiaojian: "I have been in this world for much longer than you, so I will call you Xiaochen!"

After saying this, it rushed towards the spiritual materials like a hungry wolf and began to devour them.

Fang Chen shook his head slightly, walked to Mr. Lin and took off the storage ring, erased his mark, and then poured out the rest of the spiritual materials in the storage ring one by one.

In addition to spiritual materials, Mr. Lin's storage ring also contains some scattered low-grade spiritual stones, about three to five hundred pieces.

Fang Chen was not polite and collected them one by one.

His spiritual stone reserve reached nearly 6,000.

This transaction not only cost no spiritual stones, but also resulted in a batch of spiritual materials priced at around 9,000 low-grade spiritual stones. It was very profitable no matter how you looked at it.

In the past, the small sword devoured it very quickly, but this time there were too many spiritual materials, and some of the spiritual minerals needed to be refined by it, so it took a full two hours to completely devoured it.

It flew swayingly in front of Fang Chen, like a fat man who had eaten too much, and the aura on his body continued to leak out.

"Xiao Chen, I want to take another nap. This sleep may be longer. Don't cause trouble. When I wake up, we may be promoted to the second level sword body!"

Second level sword body?

Fang Chen's eyes moved, and Xiaojian had returned to his body and began to sleep.

He didn't know what happened to the second-level sword body in Xiao Jiankou, but he thought his strength would increase a lot by then!

After waving his hand and releasing a few fireballs, which burned all the corpses and all traces on the scene, Fang Chen flew towards Lingxu City.

Xiao Jian was sleeping, and he couldn't even perform the sword transformation technique.

"Wait a minute, try the art of controlling the five elements..."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Fang Chen's mind.

A few breaths later, a big tiger condensed with the power of earth movement was running very fast. On its back, Fang Chen sat cross-legged, looking very carefree and at ease.

He returned to Ye Mansion in less than half a day.

At the same time, Master Zhuyue was rushing towards Lingxu City quickly.

On the other side, Lingxu Sect Master also walked out of the retreat after receiving the message from his master.

"The injuries are almost healed. If Master succeeds in this plan, both you and Zhuyue will die."

She looked towards the direction of Lingxu City and gritted her teeth.