"Sword Demon's Great Technique!"

Fang Xing raised his right index finger and gently drew a circle in the air. In the small circle, a black dot appeared and rotated. Then the black dot suddenly became larger, and a strange sword light burst out from the edge, filling every inch of space within a thousand feet of the four directions. Cutting the void was like cutting tofu. This technique was actually similar to the albino sword silk technique that Xiao Xue practiced after becoming a demon. However, Fang Xing's sword silk was black and seemed to be more fulfilling. The sword silk was scattered, which was even more mysterious.

"Shit"

A stream of blood splattered in the air, and blood flowers rose high in the air and then fell down like a blood rain, mixed with the broken limbs and arms of the golden elixir monks of the Huangfu clan fell into the Blackwater Lake below. The demon spirits trapped in the Blackwater Lake for three thousand years were all roaring and leaping high, like feeding fish fighting for the flesh and blood of the Huangfu clan monks.

This was simply a massacre. Under Fang Xing's sword demon technique, the monks of the Huangfu family had no power to resist.

Whether it is the exquisiteness of the magic, the strength of the power, or even the scope of the impact, the two sides are not in the same realm at all. Except for those monks whose cultivation has reached the level of the Golden Pill Mahayana, or those who hold some kind of powerful magic weapon, the others approached the Black Water Lake and could not escape the end of being shrouded by the sword light of the sword demon technique, and then cut off their bodies and shattered their souls.

"Little Devil, what are you like to be a monk from the Huangfu family? How dare you do such a killing thing?"

In the miserable situation, ordinary Jindan monks now only wanted to escape, but were shrouded in the sword light of the sword demon technique. It was not so easy to escape. However, in the chaos, several Jindan monks had their eyes red. They took Huangfu Qingtian, the head of the Huangfu family, and shouted loudly, jumped into the air from the battlefield in all directions. At the same time, they slowly stroked their hands and recited the ancient mantra of hardship.

There were five people in total, with uneven cultivation levels. The highest one was Huangfu Qingtian and the Golden Pill Mahayana, and the lowest one was only half a step of Golden Pill cultivation. But at this time, these five people rushed out at the same time, showing an extraordinary momentum far above ordinary Golden Pills. After surrounding Fang Xing in the middle, they used magic gestures and even the ancient mantras they recited were exactly the same.

"Um?"

At this time, Fang Xing also felt a trembling heart, his mind turned and his whole mind was defending.

After reciting the mantra for a while, gray smoke appeared in front of them, appearing and being strange. Then, the five people opened their eyes at the same time, roared, and pressed their left palm forward. The gray smoke came roaring.

"The Destruction Art of Divine Machine!"
Chapter completed!