Chapter 181 Transformation

Of course, for a master of the Five Animal Realm, this level of difficulty is nothing.

Everyone showed their abilities and climbed up.

Some of them move very fast, as if they were walking on flat ground, and are as agile as monkeys. One can tell at a glance that they are from the Spirit Monkey or Shadow Leopard system.

Others simply couldn't move fast enough, their hands and feet were a little clumsy, and they were obviously from the Black Turtle and Giant Bear types.

The dog was dumbfounded, and raised his head and asked, "Fang Zhixing, what should I do? How about you carry me up on your back?"

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You don't have to go up, just wait downstairs."

"Uh, okay."

It doesn't matter if it's a thin dog.

In fact, considering Fang Zhixing’s combat capability, the role of the thin dog is more for reconnaissance.

I can help with small things, but I can't expect you to help with big things.

At this moment, Fang Zhixing was the only one left on the ground. He no longer hesitated and climbed up slowly.

This cliff is quite high, more than 800 meters.

It took some effort for everyone to climb up.

Fang Zhixing stood on the edge of the cliff, looked around, and soon found himself in the back mountain of a large fortress.

The fortress was none other than Flying Eagle Fort, which was built against the mountain, with more than half of the entire building embedded in the mountain.

The thick black walls are as solid as a rock.

The walls are covered with numerous dark green thorns and white roses, which look mysterious and magnificent.

Xin Zhanhong half-crouched on the ground and hid behind the mountain.

Seeing this, everyone followed suit.

Time flies.

Before long, the sun was setting and the sky was getting dark.

Not long after this, a whistle sounded suddenly, and the rhythm was one long, one short, and one long.

Xin Zhanhong stood up immediately.

Then, a figure walked out from the corner.

Everyone's eyes focused and they saw a middle-aged man.

The man was not young, with slightly gray hair on his temples. He was wearing gray clothes and seemed to be a servant.

The middle-aged man in gray came over nervously and cautiously.

Without saying a word, Xin Zhanhong took out a purse from his pocket and threw it over.

The middle-aged man in gray hurriedly picked up the purse, opened it and took a look, his eyes suddenly lit up with greed.

He swallowed, carefully put the purse into his arms, waved his hand, and whispered: "Come with me."

Xin Zhanhong said nothing and followed the middle-aged man in gray.

Fang Zhixing and others followed closely.

The group gradually approached Eagle Castle along the winding path.

Soon, a foul odor wafted from the front. The smell was extremely strong and nauseating.

Fang Zhixing looked up and soon discovered the source of the stench, which was a sewer pipe.

The middle-aged man in gray took out a handkerchief, covered his mouth with it, and then went in.

Xin Zhanhong remained calm, covered his mouth with his hands, stepped on the filth on the ground, and walked into the sewer.

What else could the crowd say when they saw this? They all grimaced and followed with gritted teeth.

Fortunately, the sewer was not particularly long and there was a flight of stairs at the end.

Fresh air rushed in from above.

Everyone rushed out at almost the fastest speed.

What comes into view is a long alley separated by a high wall.

There were several flatbed carts nearby, on which were placed dung buckets, chamber pots and other items.

Not far away, there is a natural stream flowing down, washing away the filth on the ground.

It is not difficult to see that this is where Feiying Fort handles excrement.

The servants transported the excrement here and dumped it into the sewer.

The middle-aged man in gray whispered, "Go all the way to the end of this alley, and after passing through an iron gate, you will enter the castle."

Xin Zhanhong asked, "Is the iron gate locked?"

The middle-aged man in gray patted the key chain on his waist and said, "The key is in my hand. The iron gate is open."

Xin Zhanhong understood, waved his hand, and ran forward silently.

Fang Zhixing and others quickened their pace to catch up.

Soon, they saw the iron gate.

By now, it was dark outside and oil lamps were lit in various parts of the castle.

Through the iron gate, you can clearly see that the castle is divided into three floors: upper, middle and lower, and the internal structure is a courtyard model.

Fang Zhixing and his friends are at the bottom.

The group quickly passed through the iron gate and walked around a screen wall. A square corridor appeared in front of them, with a hall in the center.

"Hey~"

At this moment, dozens of young people were sweating in the center of the hall. They were arranged in a square formation, their movements were uniform and vigorous.

Xin Zhanhong no longer hid, he walked out with a swagger and showed up directly.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing and others also rushed into the hall in a mighty manner.

The group of teenagers immediately stopped and looked at the masked men in black with suspicion.

They were too young and inexperienced, and had never even seen the real world of martial arts. How could they have seen such a scene?

"kill!"

Xin Zhanhong gave the order indifferently.

In an instant, a man in black pounced forward like a tiger descending from a mountain, and smashed his iron fist with terrifying force onto the boy's forehead.

Bang! The boy's head flew off, his death was extremely miserable.

As his body fell to the ground, his companions around him were killed one after another.

For a moment, blood and flesh flew everywhere, it was a horrible sight.

“Help!”

"Master, Elder!"

Screams of terror and shrill cries quickly spread throughout the fortress.

Immediately, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps on the upper and middle floors, and people were crowded.

But in less than thirty seconds, all the teenagers in the hall lay lying in a pool of blood, without a single one spared.

Xin Zhanhong stood still and ordered again: "Go upstairs."

Everyone either stamped their feet or stood on tiptoe and rose up from the ground.

Most of them jumped to the middle level, and a few jumped to the upper level.

"stop!"

Almost at the same time, a burly figure jumped down from the upper floor and landed in front of Xin Zhanhong, shouting: "Hunchback Ghost Blade, you are so brave!"

Xin Zhanhong replied indifferently: "Yang Shixun, you and I each serve our own masters. Since you dare to kill the Luo family, you must be prepared for bloody revenge."

Upon hearing this, Yang Shixun's expression suddenly changed.

He sent out a lot of people yesterday to assassinate Luo family's lackeys like casting a net.

This assassination mission was apparently ordered by the Prime Minister himself.

The mission was successful and achieved great results.

But there is one team that has not returned yet, and he is worried that something may have happened.

Unexpectedly...

Yang Shixun snorted and grinned, "I never thought that the fate of my Feiying Sect would be today."

Xin Zhanhong replied: "If I were you, I would end my life and save your dignity."

Yang Shixun laughed and said, "What a joke! Do you think you can kill me?"

Xin Zhanhong sneered, "If you had no injuries, it would be very difficult for me to kill you."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Shixun took a breath of cold air, and the expression on his face became solemn and could not be concealed.

The next moment!

Xin Zhanhong swung his saber and rushed out with murderous intent. The pool of blood on the ground shook and flew up, forming a blood-colored curtain.

“The fight has begun!”

On the upper floor, Fang Zhixing stood next to a pillar, looking down at the hall with his eyes fixed on it.

This is a rare opportunity to watch the fight between two people in the Ninth Bull Realm up close.

Just this one look! His eyes narrowed slightly and his brows twisted into a knot.

Just see!

Yang Shixun leaped into the air with his arms spread out wide. The muscles in his arms squirmed wildly and continued to extend to both sides.

In the blink of an eye, his two arms turned into a pair of flesh wings! That’s not all!

His two feet also underwent a drastic deformation, and turned into two eagle claws! The eagle claws were huge, as if they were made of divine steel, and they were indestructible.

Yang Shixun flapped his wings and flew up into the sky, circling in the air at an extremely fast speed.

Then he swung his claws, just a light sweep.

Swish! Several thick and deep grooves appeared on the ground, with astonishing destructive power.

"This Yang Shixun can actually transform, is he a demon?" Fang Zhixing was shocked.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

But the next moment, Xin Zhanhong's body also underwent an astonishing change.

His lower body expanded and extended at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing four hooves and the body of a horse.

The upper body remains almost unchanged!

"Centaur?!"

Fang Zhixing's pupils shrank, he was stunned and felt it was unbelievable.

However, he soon realized that neither Yang Shixun nor Xin Zhanhong were demons.

It was no coincidence that both people changed their physical forms at the same time.

"Once the demon reveals its true form, it can no longer transform back into human form."

"Also, when the demon reveals its true form, it will release a large amount of gray mist."

Fang Zhixing was quick-witted and quickly realized what was happening.

In the case of Yang Shixun and Xin Zhanhong, they did not reveal their true forms, but transformed!

They can transform freely and can turn back into human form at any time.

Transformation should be a unique skill of the Nine Ox Realm warriors! "As warriors continue to grow stronger and evolve, they become more and more like demons."

Fang Zhixing's mind was in turmoil and his thoughts were running wild.

"Hey!"

Just as Fang Zhixing was watching the fight with great interest, a figure suddenly rushed over with an angry roar.

Fang Zhixing took a cold look and saw that the other person was a burly young man with a strong body and anger on his face.

"Eagle claws across the sky!"

The burly young man was filled with murderous intent. He suddenly stomped his feet and jumped high. He first clasped his hands together, and then one of them bulged out and suddenly turned into sharp claws. He was like an eagle swooping down from the air to the ground, swinging his claws to kill from top to bottom.

Fang Zhixing looked at the young man with contempt, and suddenly appeared in front of him and punched him.

“Huh???”

The sturdy young man's eyes blurred and his heart skipped a beat. He watched helplessly as a fist shadow suddenly enlarged in his field of vision.

Bang! With a muffled sound, the sturdy young man's chest caved in deeply, his body flew back directly, and then his back hit the wall.

Boom~ A huge punch force came out with great impact force.

The sturdy young man's butt was embedded in the wall, leaving a spider-web-like crack on the wall.

"Wow~"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and his whole body shook violently. Tumor-like lumps appeared on his body, expanding like air and then bursting.

Boom! The sturdy young man exploded and turned into a sticky blood mist, which spread and settled, leaving no intact body.

After Fang Zhixing killed this man in seconds, three more people ran out from the corner without stopping.

Two young men and an old man with gray hair and beard.

"Elder, there is one here!"

One of the young men turned his head and looked at Fang Zhixing, his eyes spitting fire and glaring at him angrily.

The white-haired old man had an extremely gloomy expression on his face and asked, "Who are you and why are you attacking my Feiying Sect?"

Fang Zhixing did not answer but asked, "Do you know Feng Jianping?"

"Well, Elder Feng?"

The old man with gray hair and beard was startled at first, then he thought of something and shouted in a deep voice: "So you are the running dogs of the Luo family, you deserve to be killed!"

After saying that, he rushed straight over and waved his long sleeves like an eagle flapping its wings.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Then, several cold rays of light shot out.

Fang Zhixing simply ignored it and moved forward, with golden scales appearing on his skin.

Dangdangdang~ Dozens of scorpion tail needles shot at Fang Zhixing, and then bounced away without hurting him at all.

Not a single scorpion tail needle pierced under the skin!

Seeing this scene! The old man with gray hair and beard's pupils shrank slightly, and he held his breath, and quickly mobilized his muscles, and his body grew larger invisibly.

"Go to hell!"

He stomped his foot suddenly, rushed over, gathered all his strength, twisted his right hand violently, turned it into a sharp claw, and went straight for Fang Zhixing's eyes.

Fang Zhixing was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He raised his fists and used his fists to counter the claws.

Bang, bang, bang…

The two men tangled together, facing each other, their eyes locked, and they fought head-on for more than thirty moves.

The old man with gray hair and beard suddenly retreated violently, his arms shaking constantly, his face turning pale and blue, and his expression quickly became extremely ugly.

"Come on, don't you want to kill me?"

Fang Zhixing laughed loudly, strode forward quickly, and pounced on him without any hesitation.

The old man with gray hair and beard had a distorted expression, veins bulged on his forehead, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

“Elder!”

Seeing this, the two young men became excited and rushed forward, attacking Fang Zhixing together.

"don't want!"

The gray-haired old man was shocked and shouted urgently, "Quickly retreat, you are no match for him."

But the words haven't even fallen yet!

The two young men suddenly bent over like shrimps and fell to the ground. Their bodies swelled violently and then exploded, turning into two balls of sticky blood mist.

“Ah~”

The old man with white hair and beard rushed over like a madman with his eyes bloodshot and rage.

"You're in a state of confusion..."

Fang Zhixing curled his lips in disdain, raised his right hand, grabbed the attacking claw, and slapped it with his left hand.

Bang! The white-haired old man's chest shook, and he raised his head and spurted out a stream of blood, and then his whole body exploded.

"You're not worthy enough to kill me!"

Fang Zhixing shook his hands, then returned to his original position and looked down.

At this moment, the hall was filled with dust and thick smoke, and the sounds of loud battles could be heard one after another.

In the thick smoke, two blurry figures moved quickly, charging back and forth.

The scene was so chaotic that Fang Zhixing couldn't see clearly at all.

After looking around, he quietly opened his red blood eyes.

As a result, he only saw a vast ocean of blood-red, and his vision became even more blurred.

Fang Zhixing had no choice but to close his blood-red eyes.

"The deputy sect leader is here with me, please come and help me."

Suddenly, a loud shout was heard from somewhere.

Several masked men in black ran over following the sound.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing followed them and saw them enter a large room one after another.

Just as he reached the door, a large bed flew over and hit the threshold with a loud bang, breaking into two pieces.

There was chaos in the house, with six or seven men in black besieging a tall man in white.

The man looked to be about forty years old, in his prime, full of martial virtues, and used a huge iron fan as a weapon.

The black iron fan is more than 1.5 meters long. When opened, it looks like an eagle's wing, with a sharp blade at the end, extremely sharp.

Puff~ The iron fan swept across the ground and scratched the heel of a man in black.

In an instant, the black-clad man's feet were cut in half.

(End of this chapter)