Two And A Half Years Of Cultivation, Invincible At Birth

Seeing the Sect Leader and the sword-holding Daoist walking towards this place, the hearts of the Elders finally settled down.

At this time, perhaps even the Elders themselves did not know that they were so afraid in front of Xu Fang.

Holding the sword, Daoist glanced expressionlessly at the Elder present, and then said lightly: "You all step back, or the sword will have no eyes later, and it won't be good if it hurts you."

Hearing this sentence, there was no change on the faces of the people, as if they had been used to it for a long time, and then a relaxed expression appeared on their faces.

Xiang Cang and Yue briefly cupped hands, then walked to the side, sat on the ground and adjusted their magic power.

After a great battle, they were already exhausted. Although they still had the strength to fight, they no longer had the will.

These people have a feeling of surviving after a catastrophe in a trance.

Xu Fang stared at the sword-holding Daoist in front of him. The opponent was a cultivator in the Void Core Realm. Facing this kind of cultivator, he had never fought against it before, so he didn't know what unpredictable means the opponent possessed.

Holding the sword, Daoist glanced at him, and said in a casual tone: "Take my sword, if you can avoid it, I will let you go."

Xu Fang said nothing, just looked at him quietly.

Holding the sword Daoist didn't talk nonsense, he pointed out, and the long sword in his hand flew out of his hand immediately, and rushed straight towards Xu Fang.

Before he got close, Xu Fang already felt the icy killing intent on the long sword. His expression remained unchanged and he didn't panic at all. He just simply stretched out his finger, and then tapped it. It burst out from Xu Fang's hand.

"Boom."

There was a sudden loud noise in the Great Hall, and Daoist couldn't help taking a few steps back with his sword in his arms. His expression was suddenly in a trance, and then his face changed drastically. At the same time, an indescribable emotion surged in his heart. With a "poof", a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the sky above the Great Hall with a horrified expression, where there were more than a dozen pieces of debris floating there.

Holding the sword Daoist stared blankly, looking straight at the long sword in his hand, which was broken into countless pieces by Xu Fang.

He couldn't believe it, this sword has been cultivated for decades, and it is about to reach the stage of being out of spirit.

But he didn't expect to be shattered by the opponent's finger. Is his Magic power so strong? Holding the sword, Daoist suddenly felt powerless.

Fangcai felt a sudden pain in his heart, it was the backlash when his sword was separated from his own mind.

There is mutual traction between the two, and if the sword is damaged, he will naturally be injured as well.

And this kind of injury is still difficult to recover, it is a Tao injury, not a flesh injury that can be treated with external medicine, and can only rely on a long time to recover.

At this moment, Daoist holding the sword felt a gaze, he couldn't help but looked over, Xu Fang was looking down at him indifferently.

While he was watching, the latter began to move.

I saw Xu Fang flicking his fingers lightly, a flickering white light came out of his hand, the speed was as fast as a fright, and it came to Daoist holding the sword in an instant. Before he had time to react, the Sword Ray had already entered his body.

Afterwards, holding the sword, Daoist's expression froze, he glanced up and down at himself, and sighed with indescribable emotion: "What is this Sword Technique?"

Xu Fang glanced at him and replied, "Nine Swords of Transformation."

Daoist holding the sword nodded slowly, and stopped talking. Immediately afterwards, his body began to fester and dissipate little by little. After a few breaths of time, a cloud of dust appeared on the ground, and Daoist holding the sword had long since disappeared. gone.

A gust of wind suddenly blows away all the dust.

Under Xu Fang's sword, all the spirits and spirits in Daoist's body were wiped out, and there was no trace of the other party's existence in this world anymore.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Cang Yong's pupils shrank suddenly, did Yue Daoist die just like that?

He felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, and the other party died in front of him.

Xu Fang glanced at the ground indifferently, then withdrew his gaze, looked at Cang Yong, and said, "I said, the Canglang Sect will no longer exist today."

Hearing what the other party said, Cang Yong's face was a little ugly, and he realized that it turned out that he was the one who looked down on others.

The opponent has this capital to destroy the Canglang Sect, and even Yue Daoist, who was in the Void Core Realm, was beheaded to death by Xu Fang with a sword, how could he despise the opponent again.

Immediately Cang Yong snorted coldly, summoned the majestic Magic power to kill Xu Fang.

Smoke billowed from his body, and wherever he passed, as long as it was affected by the smoke, all things were turned into rot.

This is Yansha, an aura higher than vitality.

After the cultivator has stepped into the alchemy level, he can transform the cultivated vitality into the evil spirit of smoke.

This kind of smoke and evil spirit can not only be used to ride the clouds and fog, but also to kill the enemy.

Cang Yong stared at Xu Fang coldly, the aura on his body was gradually getting stronger, he knew that someone must die today.

And this person is either Xu Fang or him.

For Sect's Hundred Year foundation, he must go all out!

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