Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Fang Jianshou once used ancient Taoist techniques in the Ancient Demon Wasteland, and he could easily take his life out of his body. Such methods put Jin Tuo to shame."

Xing Jintuo smiled and said: "The first rule is that Fang Jianshou cannot use Taoist magic in a hurry, otherwise even if I have nine lives, I'm afraid I won't be enough to kill Fang Jianshou."

"That's a given."

Chen Mang nodded slowly.

A strange look flashed in everyone's eyes, and their eyes subconsciously fell on a few figures present.

These people are all from Taoist sects, including Xu Qingsong.

Although this incident happened several years ago, and many people were not present at the time, as long as they heard that the Dayan Dao Sect was asked by Fang Chen and fled, and dozens of out-of-body monks died while escaping, who would not think of it? How afraid are you?

“In addition, the sword cultivator lineage has a sword body, which is somewhat similar to my body refining lineage, but there must be some differences between the two.

I hope that when purely comparing martial arts, both sides can seal off their physical bodies and only compete with ordinary people's means. "

Xing Jintuo spoke again.

Without waiting for Chen Mang to answer, he continued: "The last point is, Fang Jian Shou cannot use the sword."

"These rules are all extenuating circumstances."

Chen Mang nodded and looked at Fang Chen: "Fang Jianshou, what do you think?"

"Since we are monks, what's the use of these useless competitions? It's better to compete in the way of magic to see who is stronger and who is weaker."

Suddenly, a figure slowly walked into the private courtyard, accompanied by groups of maids to protect him.

"Fourth Princess."

Chen Mang suddenly stood up, a glint flashing in his eyes.

"I have met the fourth princess."

Ji Liang and others stood up to greet him.

"What is this guy doing?"

Xia Ji frowned slightly.

The status of the fourth princess is undoubtedly the highest among everyone at the moment. After all, she represents the royal family of Zhongzhou Kingdom, so Chen Mang gave up his seat and would rather sit below her.

After the fourth princess sat down, she glanced at Fang Chen and Xing Jintuo lightly, and said with a faint smile:

"One is the swordsman of the Xuxian Sword Sect, and the other is the most outstanding immortal seedling of the Hua Zizai Sect today. Do you really want to punch me and kick me like a mortal? If you spread the news, it won't make people laugh."

"Fourth Princess, you don't understand. If this can make Brother Jintuo wake up and stop spending time on this path, everything will be worth it."

Xia Ji looked serious.

Ji Liang's eyes moved slightly, and a smile appeared on his face: "Fourth sister, I think Xia Ji's words are reasonable, so let the two of you discuss each other. Anyway, if you don't use real means, it won't hurt the harmony."

The fourth princess glanced at him, then nodded slightly: "Okay, you two can start."

Xing Jintuo slowly came to Fang Chen. His short hair made his face look more resolute, and his eyes shone with a faint divine light, as bright as if there were stars in his eyes.

Suddenly, his aura continued to decline, and eventually he became somewhat similar to a mortal, with no trace of cultivation at all.

Everyone knew that he had imposed a self-imposed ban on his cultivation, so as not to be unable to use more than the promised strength during a fight.

"Fang Jianshou, please enlighten me."

Fang Chen nodded slightly and slowly opened his eyes, revealing gray-white pupils. At the same time, the aura on his body gradually became ordinary.

Unlike Xing Jintuo, Fang Chen's aura seemed to be more thorough. For a moment, it gave people the illusion that the Fang Jianshou standing in front of him was actually an ordinary person.

Before everyone could recover from this illusion, Xing Jintuo had already made a bold move, and it was a killing move that hit the vital point.

Regardless of the number of moves or the route, they are almost perfect and impeccable. In Xing Jintuo's hands, an ordinary move seems to be transformed into something magical.

"His study of martial arts is indeed superior to mine."

Fang Chen's eyes moved slightly, he took half a step back slightly and raised his hand to block Xing Jintuo's killer move, and then slowly took two steps back with his strength, deftly neutralizing the force.

With just one move, he was already convinced that Xing Jintuo's views on martial arts were far stronger than his.

"Well done, come again."

Xing Jintuo's eyes showed excitement as he approached Fang Chen again.

The two of them were going back and forth, and in the blink of an eye more than a dozen moves had been made.

In fact, in the eyes of the monks, their movements at this moment were not considered fast, and could even be considered as slow as a turtle.

But if you look carefully, you can see that there is nothing superfluous about the movements of the two people. Every change has its purpose. There seems to be a kind of 'Tao' in it.

"Fang Chen is no match for Xing Jintuo."

Ji Liang suddenly chuckled.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded silently. They also saw that Xing Jintuo's approach was more courageous. Now the two sides seemed to be fighting each other, but in fact Fang Chen was already in decline.

Sure enough, after a few more moves, between the two of them, there was a blood mark on Fang Chen's neck.

Several long hair fell gently to the ground.

Just now Xing Jintuo turned his palm like a knife. If Fang Chen hadn't avoided it in time, his head would have been chopped off.

Fang Chen touched the blood marks on his neck, with a faint smile on his face, and nodded gently to Xing Jintuo:

"Your martial arts is much stronger than mine. I am no match for you."

"Fang Jianshou, I accept the offer."

Xing Jintuo clasped his fists, then returned to his seat and sat down.

Xia Ji stared at this scene blankly, looked at Fang Chen and then at Xing Jintuo, and suddenly sighed:

"It seems that Brother Jintuo's martial arts attainments are indeed beyond anyone's imagination."

"As long as you know, don't worry about what path others take in the future, just take care of yourself first."

Chen Mang grinned.

"What my sworn brother taught me is that I am convinced."

Xia Ji cupped his hands and pulled Fang Chen back to his seat to sit down.

At the same time, a gaze was fixed on the few hairs on the ground.

I saw the sleeves of the owner of the gaze move slightly, and the few hairs instantly sank into the ground and disappeared. When they reappeared, they were already in the hands of the owner of the gaze.

"Everyone, please chat for now, and I'll take my leave first."

Xu Qingsong stood up, hugged everyone's fists, and strode away.

"Fang Da, the matter has been settled, but I have made some plans privately, and there will be a good show later."

"Of those hairs just now, only one belongs to me. Whose are the other hairs? When I entered the family, you secretly put them in the ends of my hair?"

"One is from Gai Wu, one is from Xu Peng, and one is from Ji Liang."

"That's a good show to watch."

Fang Chen looked strange: "How did you get the hair of the three of them?"

"secret."

Xia Ji's eyes smiled even more.

"Xing Jintuo, is he yours?"

"Yes, he is also my brother. He has a pure temperament and only has martial arts in his heart. I think he can create his own style on this road in the future."

Xia Ji nodded lightly and looked at each other with Xing Jintuo, with a look in their eyes that only they could understand.