Fang Xing's eyes have gradually changed, and the plan has gradually been realized.

However, Xiao Jianming had almost no pause at this moment and continued to force Fang Xing, his expression was cold and the sword light was as bright as frost. The iron sword in his palm kept turning into amazing visions, and the surging power was pressing towards Fang Xing. He always felt that Fang Xing was almost unable to hold on under his hands. It seemed that he could cut him under the sword in the next second. He only needed to add more force and slash out another sword...

"You are just a pitiful person. You may be able to show off your tricks for a while, and you will eventually lose!"

In the cold voice, Xiao Jianming stabbed a sword to "Observe the Frost"!

In the frost vision, Fang Xing's face was pale, he was regressing repeatedly, and was about to fall...

"You have always been like an ant on Xiao's fingertips, extremely cunning, but you can't escape the fate of being crushed to death by me!"

In the sarcasm, Xiao Jianming used a "dawn light"!

"Puff puff puff..."

Fang Xing sacrificed three or four Vajra Talismans and used the barrier technique to attack, but they were all broken under the sword, and a sword wound was added to his body.

I am always at a disadvantage, and it seems that I will die in the next second, but I always stay alive and jump around...

Xiao Jianming was a little impatient and shouted in a sequel: "Xiao, I will let you realize the gap with me today!"

With a loud shout, the sword came out like lightning, using a move to "enter the Nine Heavens"!

The sword light swept straight towards the direction.

The most powerful and most spiritual sword in the Qingyun Nine Sword Technique.

When he felt that he could suppress Fang Xing, Xiao Jianming had never used this sword. He felt that he didn't need to waste his spiritual energy so much.

Until this moment, he felt something was wrong, so he decided to use this sword and kill Fang Xing with one sword.

At this moment, Fang Xing suddenly burst into laughter. Facing Xiao Jianming's dazzling sword light, Fang Xing's solemn and horror suddenly lost his face, and his expression became relaxed. He shook his arms and raised the Green Dragon and Blue Flame Sword with a strong force. He barely resisted the sword. In an instant, the sword energy burst out, and the airflow of the shooting made him flew over his clothes, but he did not take a step back.

This seemingly invincible sword actually resisted...

Xiao Jianming's angry and arrogant face appeared a hint of arrogance, and even felt as if he had suddenly changed his opponent.

Fang Xing's expression was very calm, and he stood against the sword indifferently. His eyes were cold and he looked at Xiao Jianming with a smile, and he said softly: "Are you angry? Angry? I killed one of your beasts. Are you so angry and so distressed? Do you know... Five years ago, when you cut all the hundreds of people in Guiyan Valley with one eagle and one sword, what did I think?"

"Um?"

Xiao Jianming was suddenly shocked, and in an instant he pulled back three feet away, and said in a trembling voice: "You..."

Fang Xing paused his sword to the ground, stood in the stone slab, slowly pinched the magic tricks with both hands, and whispered softly: "That's right, I'm the tenth thief who escaped. I'm here to avenge me, Xiao Jianming, are you ready?"

...

...

Xiao Jianming looked at Fang Xing's deep hatred in his eyes in shock, and suddenly understood a lot of things. Why did he approach him with unprecedented kindness in the wilderness when he was in a messy mountain, but this little ghost was completely unhappy and was very hostile to him. Why did this little ghost clearly have a lower cultivation level than him, but he always felt an inexplicable danger in him...

I see!

No wonder I couldn't find the tenth bandit leader who escaped from Guiyan Valley no matter what.

It turns out that he is not the extremely vicious adult he imagines, but just a ten-year-old boy!

It turned out that he did not stay in Chuxi at all, but quietly came to Qingyun Sect and became his junior brother...

“…Where is that treasure?”

Countless thoughts flashed through Xiao Jianming's mind, and finally blurted out, but this was the sentence.

What he had been thinking about was what his uncle said, the strange treasure that had fallen from the nine coffins.

The treasure of the upper realm refined by the memory of the monks in the above realm.

For this strange treasure, he stayed in Chuxi for four years, joined the disgusting people in the world, killed more than a thousand people, tried every means, and even delayed his practice, but he never found the whereabouts of the strange treasure...

"That treasure is in my hands. Do you want it?"

Fang Xingran laughed. The magic trick was completed. He opened his two giant golden feather wings with a shout from behind, and the sword energy was dazzling.

"Come here and get it!"

"call out……"

As he said this, Fang Xing had already taken the initiative to attack, wrapped his golden wings, flew up in the air, and turned into golden light.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

When he rushed over, more than a dozen golden sword lights had condensed in the air, as if they were physical, and even collided in the air, making a similar sound of real metal collision, slightly pleasant to the ears, cutting the air, and murderous aura was sequential.

"Qingyun locks Hengjiang with one sword..."

Xiao Jianming was shocked, retreated rapidly, and his sword was unfolding.

He launched the defensive for the first time because he felt an inexplicable crisis...

"Swoosh..."

With a sword passing through the sky, a big river seemed to appear in front of Xiao Jianming, and the iron chains on the river were locked across it.

The bright moon shines in the sky, and the iron locks cross the river.

Any sword force or even hostility was blocked by the river and blocked from the iron lock.

The defensive inside the Qingyun Nine Swords, locking Hengjiang!

When this sword was used, it stood like an iron lock across the river, resisting the enemy from outside.

"Flipping..."

The sword light hit and slashed on the iron chain, all of which were broken and destroyed.

Seeing this, Fang Xing's eyes turned cold, and Qianyun Xuan Jue, and more sword lights roared out.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

The golden light flashed, and the sky was filled with sword shadows like feathers.

Thirty-six sword lights, the strongest 18,000 swords that Fang Xing can operate are all out.

"Bang..."

The vision was crushed!

In front of the sword light that was enough to go up the waterfall of a hundred feet and cut the bluestone into Ji Fan, the sword force set by Xiao Jianming was instantly shattered, the iron chain was broken, the river flowed, and the strange phenomenon was swept into the sky, and there were seven or eight sword lights left, and they roared towards him. Xiao Jianming was shocked. The iron sword swung desperately. After opening a few, four or five were still slashed on him.

"Shit..."

The white shirt was shattered, blood was splattered, and Xiao Jianming flew backward like a kite.

Although he had already tried his best to use his spiritual energy to protect his body when the sword light came, he was still seriously injured.

After all, this is not a magic trick, but a secret technique of the Dapeng clan and a mysterious technique of the demon clan.

The power is so powerful that even the monks in the Foundation Establishment stage will have a headache when they encounter it.

"Who do you think I am? I am the one who wants to trample on Fuyao Palace. Just because you want to steal my stuff?"

Fang Xing roared angrily, and was unreasonable. Two golden wings spread out and flew up, and the sword light was like rain.

Previously, Xiao Jianming was driving the Iron Eagle and attacking him from the air.

Now, he unleashed the ability to sweep the sky from the 108,000 swords and began to suppress Xiao Jianming in the air.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

The feathered sword lights fell one after another.

Like heavy rain, or as colorful as falling flowers, covering all the space within a radius of ten feet.

Xiao Jianming tried his best to lift the iron sword, and supported the left and right. He used the Qingyun Nine Swords to block it.

But it was useless. Although he drove several swords that stabbed him at his vital points, there were seven or eight wounds on his body.

He was already full of fear at this time and looked at Fang Xing who was pushing him in disbelief.

He could hardly believe that Fang Xing was so strong, it was like watching a cunning fox suddenly turn into a tiger.

Foxes make people feel troubled, but tigers make people feel scared!

At this time, outside Xiao Qianyan, all the disciples of Qingyun Sect opened their mouths wide and spoke in silence.

"This... this little ghost is actually pressing Senior Brother Xiao to beat..."

"Is he going to win?"

"What kind of spell is this? He clearly has no sword in his hand, so why is the sword energy so fierce?"

In the stands, Xiao Shanhe suddenly stood up with a gaze: "This is not the secret technique of our Qingyun Sect!"

Chen Xuanhua also looked in shock and guessed: "Why is this so similar to the secret technique of the demon king who made a big fuss in our Qingyun Sect three hundred years ago? Could it be that three hundred years ago, when Master Bai Qianzhang subdued the demon king, he forced him to ask about its secret technique and passed it to this little ghost? No wonder...no wonder...no wonder...no wonder...no wonder this little ghost dared to challenge Jian Ming, it turned out to be relied on..."

"Hateful little guy, it turns out that he really has the magic trick of the demon clan, but he was playing tricks on me at the beginning..."

The Bluebird Elder's eyes showed hatred and said in a cold voice.

Tie Rukuang also murmured: "This little ghost is hiding very deeply, and he has never revealed his whisper..."

Everyone thought they had guessed Fang Xing’s real secret and were in a very complicated mood.

Although this demon clan's mysterious technique cannot compare to Bai Qianzhang's true inheritance, it is also a great help for combat.
To be continued...