From the very beginning, Fang Xing felt that Lu Fengxian's behavior was a bit strange!

The first thing that made him feel strange was that Lu Fengxian actually cut off his robe and made up his righteousness...

...It's so damn, others don't know, don't you know it yet?

This bastard doesn't treat anyone as a friend at all, and of course he is not. So he's just cutting off his robe?

The second strange thing is that at the beginning of the war, Lu Fengxian swung a halberd, while he fought with a magic sword. Both sides charged towards each other, and when they passed by, he looked straight into his eyes and said: "To save his life, is it possible for someone to force you to the extent of saving your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by committing your life by complying with your life by complying with your life by doing so hard and responsibilities?"

After hearing this, his heart moved slightly and looked at Lu Fengxian.

But this guy had changed his face, and he was fierce, and he rushed towards him.

Look at that look, I really wish I could kill myself with a halberd!

Fang Xing knew in his heart that if he was a little distracted, he would really chop him without hesitation!

So he also fought with all his might!

In this battle, they did not give in or give in. They fought with all their strength, without mercy, and had no flaws.

The difference is that Fang Xing did not use the power of the third level of the tribulation of the original body, but only activates all the power of the demon body.

And the little martial god Lu Fengxian did not use the four terrifying flags inserted behind him...

Fang Xing didn't know what the banner was for, but he felt the power that made him frightened!

But even so, this battle also made Fang Xing extremely satisfied!

The battle with Lu Fengxian benefited him much more than the fierce battles between all opponents in the previous few days.

What touched Fang Xing's heart even more was the red robe in his hand!

The red robe cut off by Lu Fengxian was printed with dense handwriting. As his fingers gently stroked it, the handwriting turned into a wisp of divine thoughts, and a slight thrust into his sea of ​​consciousness, turning into a mysterious and profound scripture, which resonated with his soul, his consciousness world, and even his Taoist source, buzzed, like a big river, rolling eastward, and like a giant whale, rushing across the sky, splashing rows of earth-shaking waves, and rushing towards the endless underworld!

"I don't believe you and surrender to the enemy!"

The last sentence on the red robe is not the scriptures, but the imprint of Lu Fengxian's divine thoughts.

"I didn't expect that this bastard... still has something not so annoying..."

Fang Xing held the corner of the robe that was empty above, and was stunned. He sat withered for a long time, with a faint smile on his face.

There was a faint sadness in his smile, which had never appeared on his face.

"Don't be sad, even if they don't understand you now, they will always...

The little princess Yaochi kept looking at him quietly. When she saw him like this, she thought that he was cut off his robe by his friend and was a little sad. So she came over to grab his hand and comforted him quietly, but Fang Xing turned to look at her. The sadness on her face disappeared without a trace, but the smile became thicker and thicker. After a while, she laughed out loud: "How could I be sad? I was too happy, hahaha, what am I afraid of this bastard and I cut off my robe and Duan Yi, because I was not a friend of him..."

As he smiled, a rare solemn expression appeared on his face. He sighed and shook his head. The sound was loud enough for a long time.

"However, since he cut off his robe and righteousness, we have really had a friendship!"

The night passed quickly.

Before dawn, the cultivators had already arrived at the fifth city of the Immortal Alliance, Duzun City.

Nowadays, Duzun City is full of people. I don’t know how many monks came here just to watch the battle. Watching the battle between the little martial god Lu Fengxian and the demon Fangxing. In the fourth city, the legend of the little martial god Lu Fengxian and the demon Fangxing cutting off the robe and then letting go of the big killing has spread throughout the Pure Land overnight, becoming a topic of relish for the cultivation of Tianyuan. On the first day, the two of them ended with a draw, which made countless people feel regretful. On the fifth day, they arrived at Duzun City just to see the result of this battle.

Before dawn, there were already crowds outside Duzun City. Some people even built a ring suspended in the air with the help of a large array in the sky. It was more than ten thousand feet wide and about a thousand feet high. From a distance, it was much taller than the tallest building in Duzun City. In addition, it was surrounded by people, and it seemed even more lively, and it looked more like a big city than Duzun City next to it.

"Little Wu God! Little Wu God! Little Wu God!"

Seeing the sky was shining brightly, there were countless cultivators waiting to watch the battle around him shouting, like waves.

Everyone was looking forward to the appearance of the little Wu god Lu Fengxian, and were waiting for the scene where he killed Fang Xing with a halberd.

At this time, Fang Xing had already come out of the city. He cooperated and stepped straight into the void and walked to the suspended building. He sat cross-legged and meditated. He waited for Lu Feng to come first in this noise. After passing overnight, he also thought a lot, but he was looking forward to the guy's appearance. If he received a big gift from him, he had to repay him.

"Little Wu God! Little Wu God! Little Wu God..."

The appearance of Fang Xing made the voices around him even more buzzing, and countless people were shouting Lu Fengxian's name.

However, after a long time, the scene where the expectant little Wu God came across the blood-red bone horse did not appear. The sun had risen very high, and the cultivators shouted hoarsely, but the little Wu God Lu Fengxian did not even show his face. No matter how strong the blood was, it slowly faded in this slightly awkward scene. Gradually, someone had begun to show anxiety and looked around.

"Why haven't the little Wu God come yet?"

"Is there something unexpected?"

"With his ability, who can surprise him?"

Amid the silence of discussion, someone finally whispered: "It's not... he fled in fear of war, right?"

Everyone fell silent. They did not want to put their passion into waste, nor did they want the hero who could match the devil in their minds to become a turtle that could not be fought. In addition to their anxiety, many people began to guess in bad directions, and even cursed with impatience, gradually forming a noise and making noise.

"What little Wu God, just because he hadn't taken down this devil in one day, he was so scared that he avoided fighting?"

"Shame! I was actually scared by this demon and I was not worthy of calling him the little Wu God!"

"Where did this boy escape?"

The noise was getting louder and louder, and even Fang Xing on the ring in the air couldn't help but open his eyes.

"Is this bastard really not coming?"

He frowned, thought for a long time, but his heart gradually felt relieved.

With Lu Fengxian's temperament, he liked to play conspiracy tricks at first, but later he suffered repeated setbacks and completely gave up on the path of conspiracy. However, it was strange that since he began to use martial arts to break all methods, his strength has become stronger and stronger, completely realizing the potential of his natural war body. Now he is completely different from when he first met. He is almost a monster with muscles. It is easy to say that he can perform a day's show, but if he continues to act the next day, he probably won't be able to continue acting!

Thinking about it this way, I think it's normal for him not to come...

But listening to the voices of Guigui Chong Chong starting to scold him below the ring, he felt a little unhappy.

"The battle yesterday was very exciting..."

Fang Xing had an idea in his mind, and his voice slowly rang: "But I can't beat the Lu family, but he can't beat it. He just fought hard. Not to mention seven days, even seventy days may not be able to decide the outcome. This saint is a little confused. Haha, although the Lu family is in Pure Land, he is also from Shenzhou. He has always heard that there are many masters in Pure Land, and he is not inferior to Shenzhou. Why do I only see a few people who are obsessed with Shenzhou? On the contrary, the Pure Land has not even seen a decent master until now? Where are they?"

Fang Xing's voice gradually sounded, suppressing all the discussions, like rolling thunder swinging in the air.

"I have suppressed my cultivation and only use the power of the Nascent Soul, will no one in the Pure Land dare to fight me?"

"I promised today that I will only use martial arts and no magical powers. No one in the Pure Land dares to fight me?"

"I have been fighting for four days and have never rested. No one in the Pure Land dares to fight me?"

This series of words is even more cruel than a sword. I don’t know how many people’s faces have been cut off, and it has successfully aroused public anger.

Now he has been deeper into the Pure Land, and is already close to the territory of the ancient tribes of the Pure Land. Now, there are countless masters of the ancient tribes of the Pure Land. They are just trying to see the result of the battle between the little Wu god Lu Fengxian and the devil Fangxing. If the little Wu god wins, it will be fine. Even if he loses, with his ability, he will probably consume a lot of the devil Fangxing's background. At that time, he will just come forward and easily deal with the devil Fangxing at the end of his strength, so that he can become famous in one fell swoop!

However, the absence of Xiao Wu God made all their plans fail.

Most of the anger below the ring was ripped off after being ashamed and annoyed, and they were really ashamed and angry.

In addition, Fang Xing used his words to point the finger at the ancient Pure Land tribe, which immediately made them feel even more excited.

Especially some people could not sit still after seeing the ancient crane on the top of the city.

"Devil, how dare you laugh at me for being alone in my Pure Land? I am here to fight you!"

With a roar, a figure suddenly soared into the sky below. An old man in a purple robe had already recognized him. He was the elder of the Baime clan with superb cultivation. He was a master of a few hundred years ago, but he didn't expect that his identity would jump out at this time. After the unexpected lack of the little Wu God, he became the first person to challenge the devil.

"I have long wanted to learn the skills of the devil Fang Xing, but today is the best!"

Another person jumped onto the ring with a gloomy expression, but someone recognized the name of Duanlongzi, who was the son of the god of a clan.

Among the former young generation of the ancient clan, this person ranks among the top three, even above the Beiming Son of the Beiming clan that year.

Both of them are masters that should not be underestimated, and their fame is probably not much weaker than the little Wu God.

But after Fang Xing looked down at them, he withdrew his gaze faintly and said softly: "Who else are coming?"
Chapter completed!