Chapter 217 Sweep

"Stop!"

Gao Liansheng shouted angrily again and again. He watched Fang Zhixing sweeping in all directions, killing people like mercury pouring out on the ground.

Meng Daoyan was also chasing after him, but Fang Zhixing was too cunning.

Every time they approached Fang Zhixing, Fang Zhixing would cut the members of the Black Tiger Sect into pieces, then exert his great strength and throw the body fragments towards them to block their steps.

You know, the formation set up by the people of the Black Tiger Gate is a bucket formation, with people standing densely and there is very little space between them.

This leads to a terrible disaster!

Fang Zhixing, holding the Dragon Slaying Sword, was three meters tall and charged into the crowd.

The dragon-slaying sword, which was more than 1.8 meters long, could cut hair with a whiff and slice iron like mud. With one slash, it could kill not just one person, but three or four people.

Not to mention, Fang Zhixing spun on the spot, and the blade swept out a perfect circle, which was enough to cut off a dozen people around him.

So cruel!

In this situation, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, a wildfire spreading across the prairie, unstoppable! Gao Liansheng and Meng Daoyan felt a chill in their hearts.

Although these more than 200 followers were urgently transferred here, some of them were their confidants and relatives.

Because the intelligence about Fang Zhixing had always been inaccurate and delayed, the two of them made a misjudgment and simply thought that the task of hunting Fang Zhixing would not be too difficult.

What's more, this time the three deputy sect leaders are fighting at the same time, so it's a sure win. How could something go wrong?

In the spirit of keeping the credit within the family, they deliberately selected some "own people" to share the credit.

Who would have thought...

Fang Zhixing held a big knife in his hand, as if he was in an empty space, chopping melons and vegetables, killing people so that the blood splattered three feet, and he was invincible.

But this is not over yet! "Ah~"

Suddenly, many giant wolves appeared out of nowhere outside the bucket formation. They were taller than humans, looked ferocious and ferocious, and no one knew where they came from.

The people from the Black Tiger Gate wanted to escape, but when they turned around they ran head-on into a level 2 alien beast.

They were horrified to find that their way was blocked by giant wolves and they could not escape! Ten giant wolves were scattered around, looking aggressive and biting anyone they saw.

"Help~"

"Deputy Sect Master, please help us!"

The people of the Black Tiger Gate were in despair. With no way to retreat, their hair stood on end and they all went crazy.

"Son of a bitch!"

Gao Liansheng's eyes were bloodshot as he witnessed one of his direct disciples being cut in half, and he was immediately furious.

In a rage, his body suddenly swelled up and grew to three meters in height at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Swish! His clothes were torn into pieces.

Gao Liansheng raised his right hand, and at this moment, a thick layer of black tiger hair suddenly grew out of his right hand, turning it into a tiger claw as big as a basin.

"It's turned into a monster!"

The Black Tiger Sect is actually different from the Green Fish Gang and the Liushui Sect, which are underworld forces supported by smaller clans.

It is actually the foundation of the Feng family, one of the eight major clans, and belongs to a private armed force of the Feng family.

The leader of the Black Tiger Sect was none other than the head of the Feng family, Feng Xingfu.

The deputy leader Feng Xinglu is Feng Xingfu’s third brother.

For this reason, those who are qualified to sit on the position of deputy sect leader are naturally strong and have the strength of the Ninth Bull Realm.

After Gao Liansheng transformed into a demon, he accelerated suddenly and rushed into the crowd. His burly body knocked all the people from the Black Tiger Gate away.

Suddenly, the world was filled with the sound of a series of bones being broken.

Gao Liansheng took it all in and no longer cared about the lives of those people from the Black Tiger Sect. He rushed straight towards Fang Zhixing.

As long as Fang Zhixing is killed, all problems can be solved.

If Fang Zhixing lived one more second, many of his disciples would be slaughtered.

“Well done!”

Fang Zhixing gathered his strength and swung his sword vertically.

The dragon-slaying sword drew a semicircle from top to bottom.

Gao Liansheng was not afraid at all and immediately raised his black tiger claw to block the knife.

He practiced the "Black Tiger Kung Fu" and the black tiger claws he condensed were incredibly strong. His flesh was thick and tough, and was not afraid of swords or knives.

Puff~ The blade and the palm collided head-on, and a stream of blood spurted out.

“Ah, this!”

Gao Liansheng was horrified and felt a sharp pain in the black tiger's claws.

The blade penetrated three inches into the flesh and touched the hand bone.

Blood gushed out, slid down the blade and dripped onto the ground.

"What a fast knife, level three?!"

Gao Liansheng was shocked and his expression changed drastically.

Damn it, Fang Maofu has a third-level weapon. Such important information, how could no one know it from beginning to end? Fang Zhixing chopped down with his sword, and immediately raised his sword to chop again, slashing wildly, with sword shadows like a tide, like chopping meat, and greeted Gao Liansheng head and face.

The terrifying force of the sword is so powerful and incomparable.

Gao Liansheng didn't dare to take it head-on. He waved his claws left and right and kept retreating.

In a hurry, he grabbed the disciples around him and used them as human shields to block the blade.

As a result, one by one the disciples were dismembered.

"Hey!"

At this time, Meng Daoyan finally rushed forward, his stature suddenly grew to three meters, his right hand turned into a black tiger claw, and he attacked from behind.

A sweep! Shua~ The air was distorted, and five ripples visible to the naked eye appeared.

Fang Zhixing twisted his ankle, and his body suddenly became shorter, smooth and round, and then disappeared from the spot, strangely and unpredictably.

Gao Liansheng raised his head, thought to himself that something was wrong, and immediately crossed his arms over his chest.

Bang! Five claw shadows hit Gao Liansheng's body, leaving five bloody marks.

“Huh?”

Meng Daoyan was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of his head.

Fang Zhixing suddenly transformed and his speed increased significantly, catching Meng Daoyan off guard and accidentally injuring Gao Liansheng.

Fang Zhixing ignored Meng Daoyan and moved to the right rear of Gao Liansheng in a flash. He witnessed Gao Liansheng being accidentally injured by his companions and then beat him up.

His body suddenly swelled and he turned back into a three-meter-tall giant. He held the knife in both hands and slashed it horizontally, hitting Gao Liansheng in the stomach.

Puff! The sword flashed with a sharp sound! The dragon-slaying sword, which was wrapped in great force, slashed across Gao Liansheng's waist.

"No……"

Gao Liansheng only felt a bone-chilling chill entering his body, and a terrified scream came from his throat.

Then, his body flew backwards and broke into two pieces in mid-air, and blood splattered like water.

"Lao Gao!"

Meng Daoyan screamed, his face full of horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

"this!!"

Feng Xinglu's heart skipped a beat and his breathing stagnated.

Gao Liansheng was killed right under his nose! From beginning to end, Gao Liansheng and Fang Zhixing only fought for a few rounds before Fang Zhixing crushed and killed him.

Feng Xinglu stared, his face involuntarily becoming solemn.

"Meng Daoyan, it's your turn..."

Fang Zhixing killed someone, and he turned the Dragon Slaying Sword gracefully and carried it on his shoulder.

He turned around, his eyes cold and murderous, staring straight at Meng Daoyan.

"you!"

Meng Daoyan was frightened, and without thinking, he leaped over the ravine like a tiger and retreated violently to distance himself.

However, the next moment!

As soon as he looked up, he saw Fang Zhixing's body suddenly shrink, becoming smooth and round, and rushing towards him, running as fast as the wind, incredibly fast.

Almost in a flash, Fang Zhixing arrived in front of him. His body suddenly grew larger again, and at the same time he raised the dragon-slaying sword and chopped down.

Meng Daoyan's face was tense, his hair stood on end, the muscles in his right arm bulged violently, and his black tiger claw expanded three points invisibly as he swung forward.

“You’re too slow!”

Fang Zhixing smiled disdainfully. He had already seen that Gao Liansheng and Meng Daoyan had some strength, but not much. They were both a bit old, and their fighting power was not as good as that of the young and strong Gu Jingzhang.

With the Blood Net + Dragon Slaying Sword, he can defeat the two deputy leaders Gao Meng.

Swish! The knife flashed, and the chill was like a tide!

The dragon-slaying sword was as powerful as a bamboo and chopped off Meng Daoyan's shoulder.

Puff~ a large amount of hot blood spurted out.

Meng Daoyan's whole body trembled, and he fell on his back under the pressure of the blade.

The blade cut into the flesh and got stuck between the bones, almost splitting most of the shoulder.

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

Meng Daoyan's expression was distorted, and he held the back of the knife tightly with both hands, preventing Fang Zhixing from pulling it out.

"idiot!"

Fang Zhixing curled his lips, suddenly loosened his hands on the knife handle, swung his sandbag-sized fist, and punched Meng Daoyan's chest violently.

Boom, boom, boom! The earth shook!

Fang Zhixing's punches were raining down, pounding Meng Daoyan's chest like pounding garlic.

"Wow~"

Meng Daoyan kept coughing up blood, and after a few beats, his chest was beaten to pieces and he was in excruciating pain.

"stop!"

Feng Xinglu was furious and rushed over in a hurry.

Fang Zhixing grabbed the Dragon Slaying Sword and kicked Meng Daoyan in the lumbar spine.

Bang! Meng Daoyan flew out horizontally, spinning rapidly in the air, and crashed head-on into Feng Xinglu.

"Old Meng!"

Feng Xinglu immediately stopped and raised his hands to pick up Meng Daoyan.

However, Peng~ Meng Daoyan suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist, splashing in all directions.

Feng Xinglu was covered in blood, with flesh and blood residues all over his body from head to toe.

He was completely stunned and looked up.

At this moment, the last ray of sunset disappeared into the horizon.

There were corpses scattered all over the ferry, and the blood made the last sunset glow a scarlet afterglow.

Everyone from the Black Tiger Gate was dead, and he was the only one left!

Such a tragic loss is unprecedented!

"Fang! Mao! Fu!"

Veins bulged on Feng Xinglu's forehead, his face was distorted, and his teeth were chattering.

Fang Zhixing took a breath, picked up the Dragon Slaying Sword, hooked his fingers, and said indifferently: "You are a member of the Feng family, you should be stronger than Gao Liansheng and Meng Daoyan, right? Come on, don't let me down."

After hearing this, Feng Xinglu laughed as if he had heard a joke, "You are really ignorant and fearless. You actually compare me, a member of a powerful family, with the likes of Gao Liansheng and Meng Daoyan. They are just dogs raised by my Feng family."

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, then let me see what the difference is between you as a master and a dog."

Feng Xinglu was furious and quickly took off his coat. Suddenly, he stopped and looked up into the distance.

The sky gradually darkened.

The wind howled fiercely, whistling and making the reeds sway to and fro.

A large ship sailed against the wind and waves and arrived at the Reed Ferry at high speed.

There were three figures standing by the side of the ship, two middle-aged men and an old man, all dressed in white.

The big ship quickly docked at the ferry.

When the three men saw the bloody scene at the ferry, they couldn't help but look at each other in shock and astonishment.

Then they got off the boat, walked quickly across the embankment, and reached the ferry in two steps.

The three men stopped and looked carefully. There were broken limbs and blood all over the ground. It was a horrible sight.

They couldn't help but frown, and their expressions became solemn.

Feng Xinglu had a gloomy face and immediately called out, "Three members of the Shen family, you are here."

The three of them bowed casually.

The old man standing in the middle said indifferently: "Deputy Sect Leader Feng, I didn't expect that your Black Tiger Sect suffered such a huge loss."

Feng Xinglu snorted coldly, "It's just a few dead pieces of trash. You Shen family don't need to worry about it. However, I can tell you a piece of news for free. Gu Jingzhang is indeed dead, and he died at the hands of Fang Maofu."

The three members of the Shen family all changed color, looked at each other, and their eyes fell on Fang Zhixing.

At this time, Fang Zhixing was standing in the middle of a pool of blood, with corpses everywhere under his feet. There were ten giant wolves guarding him from behind. He looked so domineering and gave people a great sense of oppression.

"Fang Maofu, did Gu Jingzhang really die in your hands?"

The old man was shocked and doubtful, still not quite believing it.

This is the case with many things. Once a person has preconceived ideas, it is difficult for him to accept new information.

For example, they had some information that Fang Zhixing could not break through the Nine Ox Realm after taking the Limit Breaking Pill, which led to a judgment in his mind.

Therefore, unless someone saw it with their own eyes, no one would believe that Fang Maofu could kill Gu Jingzhang.

Fang Zhixing did not answer but asked: "I have not yet asked you three questions, are you?"

The old man replied, "I am Shen Jinsong, and they are my son and nephew, Shen Yubai and Shen Yuren."

Fang Zhixing nodded and replied, "I was the one who killed Gu Jingzhang."

Shen Jinsong widened his eyes slightly, paused for breath and said: "Are you in the Ninth Bull Realm?!"

Fang Zhixing laughed and said, "You will know if you try it."

Shen Jinsong turned to Feng Xinglu and asked, "Do you still want to fight? If not, Fang Maofu's life will be saved by my Shen family."

Feng Xinglu was furious and said in a deep voice: "Old man, are you looking down on me? Fang Maofu just killed two deputy leaders of my Black Tiger Sect. If I don't take revenge, how can I survive in the martial arts world in the future?"

Shen Jinsong's face changed, he hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "The rules of the martial arts world are first come first served, so I'll let you fight first."

The reason why he made concessions was that so many people had died in the Black Tiger Sect, which had consumed Fang Zhixing's physical strength, and the dignified Shen family was unwilling to take advantage of them.

The second reason is that they are very curious about what kind of trump card Fang Zhixing has that could cause such a big trouble to the Shen family and the Black Tiger Sect.

Feng Xinglu slowly raised his right hand, and his body grew rapidly, suddenly increasing to more than three meters and five hundred feet.

His right hand also grew black tiger hair and turned into a tiger claw.

Moreover, not only the right hand, but also the forearm is covered with black tiger hair.

Suddenly, Feng Xinglu's eyes widened with anger, like a giant tiger descending from the mountain, majestic and arrogant.

Seeing this scene, the thin dog's ears drooped and it instinctively stepped back, smelling danger.

Fang Zhixing remained calm and nodded in praise, "Well, this looks pretty good."

"Like a look? Haha, what do you think I look like!"

Feng Xinglu bent his knees, and with a whoosh sound, he suddenly disappeared from the spot. The ground exploded and dust rose up.

Fang Zhixing glanced to his left, swung his dragon-slaying sword, and slashed away.

Dang! A loud crashing sound spread out, like the sound of a temple bell, dull and solemn.

Fang Zhixing and Feng Xinglu both stood still.

The dragon-slaying sword was firmly grasped by the black tiger's claws.

Feng Xinglu caught the knife with one hand, and the Black Tiger Claw was not damaged at all.

He grinned and said, "Do you feel the difference? The reason why the aristocratic families can dominate the world is because of their absolute strength that crushes you ordinary people!"

(End of this chapter)