Fang Jian was startled, but he smiled calmly and said, "Why do you say that, fellow Daoist? If I'm not Fang Jian, who am I?"

Cen Biqing sneered and said, "Fang Jian never touches his nose. Also, he never calls me fellow Taoist."

Fang Jian quickly withdrew his hand from touching his nose, then smiled slightly and prepared to quibble...

However, a figure flashing with green light had already flown in front of them. Cen Biqing slapped Fang Jian's chest with one palm, and Fang Jian's protective magic power was easily broken. Then with a "bang", his chest collapsed directly, and the whole person vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Don't do anything, I am really Fang Jian!" After flying backwards for hundreds of feet, Fang Jian managed to steady himself and said with a pale face as he looked at Cen Biqing who flew forward again.

Cen Biqing sneered, "If you were really Fang Jian, you would have used your magic weapon to kill me the moment I knocked you away. Why are you spouting so much nonsense! And you dare to pretend to be Fang Jian in front of me? You're courting death!"

As soon as Cen Biqing finished speaking, he was in front of Wuxiang Mo in an instant. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Wuxiang Mo's neck tightly and lifted him up. "Tell me, who are you?"

"I am... Fang Jian!" Wuxiang Mo said with gritted teeth.

A fierce light flashed in Cen Biqing's eyes, and then he flew up and kicked the formless demon. There was a loud 'bang' in the air, and the formless demon was kicked down from the clouds and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Smoke and dust rose into the sky. The body of the formless demon was completely shattered. He was lying in a huge stone pit, spitting blood and twitching.

Cen Biqing also flew down at this moment, stepped on the Wuxiang Demon's head, and shouted sternly: "Fang Jian is a true immortal! With your limited magic power, you want to pretend to be one? Tell me, who are you? What do you want to do by becoming Fang Jian?"

The Wuxiang Demon spat out a stream of blood foam, and then said stubbornly: "I... I am Fang Jian!"

"You still dare to be stubborn! I will tear you apart!!" Cen Biqing was instantly furious. She stretched out her hands and grabbed Wuxiang Mo's arms. With just a pull, she tore his upper body into pieces.

Then, pieces of bright red blood splashed out, and the body of the formless demon was directly torn into a pile of minced meat by Cen Biqing.

Looking at the formless demon being torn into pieces, Cen Biqing raised his cloak with both hands, then raised his palms to condense his magic power and slapped it directly at the only remaining head.

But just when the head was about to be smashed to pieces by Cen Biqing, the eyes of the head suddenly opened and a bright purple-black magic light lit up.

'boom'

The magic light instantly blocked Cen Biqing's palm. Cen Biqing was shocked and immediately flew back.

When she retreated more than ten feet and landed on the ground, she saw a vague shadow slowly rising in front of her. The shadow was shrouded in demonic light and said to Cen Biqing in a somewhat frustrated tone, "Are you crazy? Did I provoke you? Why are you trying to tear me apart the first time we meet?"