"Say, how do you want to die" The faint words and the cold killing intent made the atmosphere of this world suddenly solemn.
Everyone in the Ling family looked at Ling Xian with blazing eyes, their expressions full of awe, worship, and disbelief.
They all knew that Ling Xian was very strong, and as a side disciple, he broke the Canglang Sword Technique and defeated the young patriarch Ling Chen, these two things were enough to go down in the history of the Ling family, and they also made them convinced of Ling Xian's strength, but they never thought that Ling Xian was actually so strong in any case One person, in a moment, slaughtered all nine Fang family masters It was seven Qi Refining Fifth Layer monks, two Qi Refining Sixth Layer Monks, and the nine of them were still joining forces, which was a powerful combat force that could not be ignored for the entire Qingcheng, but it was easily killed by Ling Xian like a pig slaughtering a pig and a dog, what an incredible thing Fabulous powerful This was the most intuitive feeling that everyone present had about Ling Xian at this moment, including the arrogant genius of the Fang family.
"It's dead, it's all dead, and the elites of the younger generation of our family are actually dying in the blink of an eye."
Fang Han looked at the terrifying scene of corpses all over the field and rivers of blood, and a chill couldn't help but rise in his heart, slowly flowing all over his body, making him shiver unconsciously.
If it was one-on-one, or even one-on-two, he was not afraid of anyone present, but in less than a moment, he killed all nine masters, and the killing was neat and neat, without a trace of condensation, this is a feat, Fang Han thought that he could not do it.
His self-confidence had been greatly hit, the ghost-like speed, the incomparably sharp blood-colored sword, all of which made him frightened, but compared to fear, he was more angry at the moment, an anger that wanted to tear the young man in front of him apart.
How you want to die Fang Han's face sank like water, and the coldness in his eyes surged, as a candidate for the next patriarch of the Fang family, a genius of the seventh layer of qi refining, he grew up in the respect and fawning of many people since he was a child, even the patriarch of the previous generation of the Fang family, the strong man in the foundation building period, also favored him, and his face was pleasant, who dared to speak to him like this Moreover, Fang Han could hear that what Ling Xian said was not deliberate, nor arrogant, but really didn't care, it was a kind of self-confidence that went deep into the bone marrow, and it was also a kind of real ignorance, not taking him seriously at all.
This made Fang Han feel that he had been insulted, the first day of the dignified Fang family, the strongest person of the younger generation, who dared to ignore himself and talk to himself in such an indifferent tone "Think about how you die, the dead are great, and I will respect your wishes."
Ling Xian's eyes were calm, the ancient well was waveless, and the Immortal Sword pointed at Fang Han from afar, and there was neither contempt nor disdain in his indifferent gaze, but in the eyes of everyone, the demeanor was light, just like a true immortal sitting in the clouds, looking at all beings and overlooking the Eight Desolations. disgrace Great shame It has always been oneself that looks down on others, oppresses others, and when has he been so humiliated Fang Han was furious, hatred and anger were intertwined into an overwhelming killing intent, and he roared: "I want you to die" "But I don't want to die yet, so" Ling Xian's wings fluttered, and in an instant, he flashed in front of Fang Han, and the Immortal Sword slashed out the dazzling immortal light, and said, "It's better for you to die." ” A little cold light suddenly appeared, showing a peerless killing machine, and the Absolute Immortal Sword bloomed with immeasurable divine light, bloody and incomparably sharp "It's a good speed" Fang Han's pupils shrank suddenly, his face was full of shock, although he had always been vigilant about Ling Xian's speed in his heart, but when he experienced it personally, he still felt an unbelievable burst of speed, there was already a faint tendency to be comparable to a foundation building powerhouse, how could it appear in the body of a sixth-layer Qi refining cultivator But facts speak louder than words, and it was only at this moment that he understood that those people had died unjustly, and he finally felt the horror of Ling Xian To put it bluntly, in terms of speed, no one below the foundation building period can compare to Ling Xian The sword light was close at hand, the cold killing machine was coming, Fang Han had no way to avoid it, he could only be forced to defend, but he was not worried, although the sword light was menacing, but he was still full of confidence, as the strongest of the younger generation of the Fang family, the magic techniques he cultivated were all the strongest in Qingcheng, so he was naturally not afraid of anyone.
Fang Han's hands were sealed, and the majestic mana surged out, condensing into a huge and heavy cyan shield, blocking in front of him, like a thousand-zhang high mountain, majestic, suppressing the Quartet.
Glausal Shield One of the strongest defensive spells of the Fang family, gathering heaven and earth aura, drawing mana into a shield, is quite prestigious in Qingcheng, and is enough to rank among the top ten defensive spells "Click" However, with just one face, the cyan light shield that was as steady as Mount Tai burst and turned into countless cyan light spots, dissipating into the void.
"How could it be that what kind of spell are you" Fang Han exclaimed, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, he couldn't believe his eyes, the Fang family's strongest defensive spell was easily broken like this, what was the origin of that blood-colored long sword Ling Xian shook his head, too lazy to explain to him, the defense of the Qingguang Shield is indeed very strong, but that is only for Qingcheng, and the Absolute Immortal Sword transformed by the Supreme Heavenly Eye to punish the world, it is an invincible magical power in the world, and the two are not comparable at all, compared to each other, it is just an insult to the Absolute Immortal Sword.
It can only be said that Fang Han's vision is too small, and when he holds a trace of starlight, he thinks that he has been illuminated by the entire galaxy, and he just sits in the well and watches the sky.
The Qingguang Shield, which is not even a supernatural power, can be a general who destroys the immortal sword "If it goes on like this, it's not a way" Fang Han looked at the sword light that was constantly expanding in his pupils, his body quickly retreated, he gritted his teeth, and finally showed his hole cards.
With a long roar, powerful mana surged out, and thunder suddenly appeared around his body, lightning swam away, and the wind howled, like silver snakes dancing wildly, shaking the four wilds, terrifying and monstrous At the same time, he put on a pair of red fists on both hands, and then smashed down on the blood-colored sword light "Boom" The thunder was shining, the power was amazing, its all-destroying attribute was already terrifying, and coupled with the powerful power of a quasi-magic weapon, it finally defeated the blood-colored sword light that was only half of the power.
"I didn't expect you to be a thunder spirit root, you can cast thunder spells, and you also have a quasi-magic weapon, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant."
Ling Xian glanced at Fang Han in surprise.
There are three types of spiritual roots in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, namely five basic spiritual roots, three mutated spiritual roots, and ten divine spiritual roots.
The five basic spiritual roots are gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the monks with these spiritual roots are the most common, but they are the least talented and have the slowest cultivation speed.
The three mutated spiritual roots refer to the three kinds of wind, ice, and thunder, which are relatively rare, and can be called one in ten thousand, and are the darlings of various major sects, among which the thunder spirit root is the rarest and the most powerful And Fang Han is a genius with a thunder spirit root, which is also the source of his confidence.
"Haha, I like your surprised expression very much, how can I be scared, I am a genius like nothing in a million, how can an ant like you be compared but can force me to this point, you are proud enough."
Fang Han smirked, after defeating the blood-colored sword light, his self-confidence was extremely inflated, thinking that when he cast the Thunder Technique, he would definitely be able to kill Ling Xian.
"The frog at the bottom of the well."
Ling Xian shook his head slowly, his eyes bloomed with nine-colored divine brilliance, and the chaotic qi swirled around him, gradually condensing into a brand-new sword of extermination, and suddenly, a chilling killing intent spread, so that in the eyes of everyone present, they couldn't help but emerge with bloody scenes like purgatory on earth, and they were shocked by this terrifying killing intent, and they all shivered.
This sword is transformed by chaotic qi, and it is not physical, so after it collides, its power will naturally shrink, and the divine sword has been used by him for a long time, and the power has been worn out, and after it is re-condensed at this moment, it can be regarded as a real world-killing sword "Such a terrifying aura, what the hell is this" Fang Han's eyes were frightened, looking at the blood-colored long sword with murderous intent, knowing that he couldn't wait, he gritted his teeth fiercely, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and then formed a mysterious magic seal with both hands, casting his strongest spell, intending to kill Ling Xian in one fell swoop.
"Out of the Abyss" A hundred-zhang divine dragon condensed by thunder emerged from behind Fang Han, fangs and claws, lifelike, surrounding him, overflowing with a trace of thunder power, terrifying, full of destructive aura.
As soon as the thunder dragon came out, a terrifying aura filled the air, and the world suddenly dimmed, and the atmosphere in the air suddenly became solemn.
This technique is called Hidden Dragon Out of the Abyss, it was obtained by Fang Han by chance through an experience, it has gone beyond the scope of spells, and belongs to the level of supernatural powers, he once used this trick to kill a master of the eighth layer of qi refining head-on when he was refining the sixth layer of qi The more you win the two orders, the power of this supernatural power can be seen.
"Haha, Ling Xian, this magic power is my one experience, it is my strongest hole card, this technique is extremely powerful, unmatched, I see how you can resist" Fang Han looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, this technique is his biggest reliance, and it is also the biggest capital to support his arrogance.
"If this is your last hole card," Ling Xian was fearless, his wings fluttered, and he slowly flew into the sky, looking at Fang Han who was smug and laughing below, and chuckled: "You better die." ” "Ling Xian, you are looking for death" Fang Han was furious, his hands pinched the magic seal, and the thunder dragon surrounding his body roared, roaring out, exuding a trace of world-destroying qi, the thunder shone, and the electric light danced wildly, heading straight for Ling Xian Ling Immortal was high up, suspended in mid-air, while Fang Han was standing on the ground, so the Thunder Dragon could only attack from the bottom up, holding his head high, which secretly matched the name of this technique.
The dragon is out of the abyss.
"It's good to come, hold the divine sword today, laugh and slaughter the hidden dragon" Ling Xian was arrogant, and the three-foot Qingfeng turned into a hundred-zhang giant sword, carrying a supreme edge, and then slashed down at the thunder dragon "Brush" The giant sword is as thick as a mountain, breaking through the void, exuding infinite blood light and killing intent, its momentum is like thunder, its speed is like a storm, and the sword is magnificent "Boom" At the moment when the hidden dragon collided with the fairy sword, a terrifying fluctuation spread out, only to see the light of the Absolute Immortal Sword flourishing, sharp and incomparable, and it slashed down from the dragon's head, and forcibly cut the thunderous hidden dragon in half "It can't be" The thunder dragon dissipated in front of him, Fang Han was stunned for a moment, and then roared frantically, not daring to imagine that the scene that happened in front of him was real.
For a long time, his greatest reliance was on this technique, but at this moment, witnessing the hidden dragon being broken by that earth-shattering sword, the strong blow can be imagined.
His self-confidence, his pride, and everything about him were completely shattered by Ling Xian's sword.
"I'm defeated" Fang Han stared at the sky blankly, his eyes were blood-red, and he yelled: "No, I didn't come back if I was defeated, let's fight three lilies again" "No, you're defeated."
Ling Xian's wings fluttered, and instantly appeared beside him, with a light touch of the Absolute Immortal Sword, Fang Han's eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously covered a blood line on his neck, his body slowly fell, and before his consciousness completely dissipated, a bland word containing arrogance slowly sounded, like a heavy hammer, smashing into his heart.
"A hidden dragon is just a hidden dragon after all."
Yes, the hidden dragon is only a hidden dragon after all, it has never soared for nine days, it has never galloped thousands of miles, how can it be the opponent of the fairy sword :