Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Xia Xuanji is very fast. The magic weapon he controls is a nine-legged tripod. It looks clumsy, but with the support of his mid-stage foundation-building cultivation, he can explode at extremely fast speeds.

Fang Chen's cultivation level is far inferior to Xia Xuanji's, and the spiritual power in his body compared to Xia Xuanji's may be the difference between a drop of water and a bowl of water.

But what he used was the sword-forming technique, and he had top-notch speed. Under full stimulation, his speed was barely the same as Xia Xuanji's.

Xia Xuanji took a moment to look behind him, with a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Why is Fang Chen's speed... almost the same as him?

That day, Fang Chen killed the master of Tongjiao Island with one sword, and the terrifying sword intent that erupted made him feel that Fang Chen's cultivation had already reached the foundation.

"Could it be that...his cultivation is still just Qi refining, and it was only because of the terrifying power of the sword cultivator that he was allowed to kill the master of Tongjiao Island?"

"It's impossible. No matter how terrifying the sword cultivator's offensive power is, it won't be enough for the Qi Refining Cultivator to kill the late-stage Foundation Establishment with one sword. There must be some secret behind this that I don't know about!"

Xia Xuanji looked gloomy.

He didn't dare to fight Fang Chen, for fear that the other party would kill him with one sword like that day.

So now he can only run away.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Xuanji passed by a ruined temple.

At this moment, a huge whisk came from the ruined temple!

"Foundation-building monk!"

Xia Xuanji shouted sharply, and the Nine-legged Cauldron under his feet suddenly erupted with a burst of green light, smashing the fly whisk into pieces.

But his speed is also reduced as a result.

A flash of sword light flashed.

Xia Xuanji stared blankly at his stomach. There was a blood hole on it, and blood was gurgling.

Master Zhuyue also took the opportunity to fly into the air and joined forces with Fang Chen to suppress Xia Xuanji.

Xia Xuanji used his spiritual power to slow down his injuries and tried to break away from the two men with the magic weapon at his feet.

it is a pity.

The small sword cut the Nine-legged Cauldron into pieces in two strokes.

After losing his magic weapon, being injured, and having to pay attention to critical points being struck by Fang Chen from time to time, Xia Xuanji could only use the technique of controlling the five elements to constantly deal with the two of them.

However, the failure was already apparent. In about ten breaths, he was suppressed by the two of them in front of the ruined temple with spiritual power!

Master Zhuyue couldn't help but glance at Fang Chen, secretly frightened by his methods.

The battle just now looked like the two of them were joining forces, but in fact... her role was in the first blow.

Being able to suppress a mid-stage Foundation Establishment player so quickly was all thanks to the flying sword in Fang Chen's hand.

However, if she didn't intervene and the other party just wanted to escape, it would be difficult for Fang Chen's flying sword to keep him.

At least the possibility of being captured alive is low.

"Uncle, where is aunt? Can you tell me now?"

Fang Chen said calmly.

The small sword hovered between Xia Xuanji's eyebrows.

Xia Xuanji stared at Fang Chen and suddenly sneered: "The more you ask me this, I won't tell you. If you can, kill me. If you kill me, your aunt will be buried with me."

"If you are building a solid foundation, why threaten your relatives?"

Master Zhuyue frowned slightly.

"Master Zhuyue, your little Yanyue Temple dares to get involved in the grudge between me and Fang Chen. Aren't you afraid of... annihilating your family and annihilating your clan?"

Xia Xuanji said with a ferocious smile.

Master Zhuyue's face darkened, but she stopped talking. It was obvious that she was also very afraid of the Blood Spirit Sect.

"You would rather die than say anything?"

Fang Chen frowned slightly: "We can make a deal, hand over my aunt, and I will let you go."

"A deal..."

Xia Xuanji's eyes moved, and he said with a half-smile: "How about this, you join our Blood Spirit Sect, and I will return your aunt to you?

You have such means at such a young age. If you join our Blood Spirit Sect and have our help, I'm afraid you will become the youngest golden elixir in this world!

When you and I join forces, Daxia will become a sixth-grade empire, or even a fifth-grade empire, and it will no longer be as oppressed as before! "

"Oppression? With a foundation-building monk like you as the emperor in Daxia, things could have been smooth and the country and the people would be safe.

But what did you do? You conspired with the Blood Spirit Cult to plot against my Daxia sergeants and use their blood to cultivate the so-called Blood Spirit Pill.

Your current cultivation level is all increased by taking this elixir, right? "

Fang Chen sneered.

"Those are just ants. If they die, they can make me successful. The stronger I am, the more prosperous Daxia will be.

If it weren't for you being a variable, why would the situation be like this? I am still the Emperor of Great Xia, and you are still my nephew. "

Xia Xuanji said calmly.

"I will only give you ten breaths of time. You should think carefully. If you don't tell me, I will kill you too."

Fang Chen stopped talking nonsense to Xia Xuanji.

This person has been completely brainwashed by the Blood Spirit Cult and is useless.

What the two of them were fighting about was no longer a simple matter of good or evil, but rather a stance, which was useless.

"Do you really dare to kill me? If you kill me, you will never find Cang Yue in your life, hahaha..."

Xia Xuanji laughed, his smile a little crazy.

"It's time for ten breaths."

Fang Chen said expressionlessly: "Let's hit the road. As for my aunt, I will find her."

The sword light flickered, and Xia Xuanji's eyebrows were suddenly pierced by the small sword. In order to prevent him from having other means of saving his life, the small sword went back and forth on his body hundreds of times.

Xia Xuanji's smile slowly froze, and the life in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Suddenly, he looked at Fang Chen very strangely and said, "Chen'er, we will meet again."

After saying this, Xia Xuanji's head slowly dropped.

Master Zhuyue stepped forward and checked him several times before speaking: "He is completely dead. Those words he said before he died may have been intended to affect your state of mind. Don't take it to heart."

Fang Chen frowned slightly, then sighed softly: "It's a pity that we didn't bring Master Qinghe. Her yin and yang eyes can see ghosts, and maybe she can see some clues."

Master Zhuyue was a little surprised: "You said he might come back to life?"

Fang Chen was silent for a few moments, then shook his head gently: "I don't know either."

Maybe, maybe not.

He has seen the methods of Pudu Tianzun, who can bring a trace of soul into the soulless body.

There's no guarantee that Xia Xuanji has similar means. If that's the case, Fang Chen really has to wonder if this person was killed by an old monster like Pudu Tianzun.

Later, Fang Chen checked what Xia Xuanji carried with him and found that he didn't even have a storage ring.

The other party must have hidden the storage ring before coming to Lingxu City.

He is worthy of being an emperor, extremely cautious!

There was nothing on him that could prove Fang Cangyue's whereabouts.

The clue...is broken again.

Fang Chen was a little disheartened and let the small sword swallow up the fragments of the Nine-legged Cauldron. He thanked Zhuyue Master Queen Mother and turned into a sword light and returned to Lingxu City.

Everyone has not dispersed yet, after all, the bodies of Lingxu Sect Master and others have to wait for Fang Chen to come back and dispose of them.

When the sword light fell to the ground, the leader of the Ye clan stepped forward quickly: "Senior, what should we do with these corpses?"

"Don't waste it. If any of you want it, drag it away. Burying it underground can also increase your spiritual power."

After Fang Chen put away the magic weapons and storage rings of these guys, he entered the Ye Mansion.

As for those corpses, naturally someone will deal with them.