Chapter 218 Monster

Fang Zhixing's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he grinned, "Not bad, not bad, you didn't let me down, the people from the aristocratic families are really strong!"

Before he finished speaking, his size suddenly grew again.

Suddenly, he grew to three meters and five tall!

"you!"

Feng Xinglu's face changed drastically, he was shocked and asked in surprise: "Is this, a second transformation?!"

Without thinking twice, he immediately unleashed the power of the black tiger. The black tiger claws pushed the dragon-slaying sword horizontally, and the blade was turned towards Fang Zhixing's neck.

However, he did not notice that Fang Zhixing's transformation into a demon was not yet over.

Gurgle~ The tailbone on Fang Zhixing's back seemed to be torn apart, and blood gushed out wildly, quickly condensing into a thick blood-colored tentacle.

The next moment, bloody tentacles stretched out from between Fang Zhixing's legs and suddenly wrapped around Feng Xinglu's legs.

"well?!"

Feng Xinglu was so shocked that he fell backward and the world was spinning.

Suddenly, he was hung in the air, four or five meters high, and then slammed to the ground.

Feng Xinglu's heart tightened, a strong wind whistled in his ears, and the back of his head hit the ground at an extremely fast speed.

Boom~ The earth shook and smoke and dust rose up.

A big hole appeared on the ground.

Feng Xinglu turned around and found that the person was fine.

At the critical moment, he twisted the black tiger's arm and stretched it towards the ground. The black tiger's claw touched the ground first and supported the back of his head, so he avoided being hit hard.

Then, there was a strange crackling sound inside his body, and his two legs suddenly contracted, and he managed to break free from the bloody tentacles.

"Oh, you can also shrink your bones?" Fang Zhixing couldn't help but be surprised.

Feng Xinglu rolled on the ground, and the moment he stood up, he swung out with his black tiger claw.

Five claw shadows swept across the bloody tentacles, leaving five bloody marks.

But the bloody tentacle still fell down and hit Feng Xinglu on the head.

Feng Xinglu's whole body suddenly sank and his feet sank into the mud up to his knees.

Before he could jump up, his body was once again wrapped and tightened by the bloody tentacles.

Fortunately, he pulled out his right arm in time, swung the black tiger claw and stabbed hard.

Puff~ A large amount of blood spurted out.

The black tiger claws pierced deeply into the bloody tentacles.

Feng Xinglu couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He instantly determined that Fang Zhixing's bloody tentacles were just flesh and blood, with limited defensive strength and could not block his black tiger claws.

"Ha ha!"

Feng Xinglu's morale was boosted, and he burst out with ferocious strength. With a stir of the black tiger claw, he tore a large gap open, and blood spurted out immediately.

Seeing this, the little dog's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Feng Xinglu is worthy of being a member of the ninth level of the aristocratic family. He is too powerful, far more powerful than Gu Jingzhang and others. The difference in strength is visible to the naked eye.

Fang Zhixing has been on the run for so long and finally met a tough guy.

Of course, this was also the first time Fang Zhixing officially fought against the aristocratic Jiuniujing.

You won’t know how powerful the Nine Ox Realm of the aristocratic family is until you fight them. You’ll be shocked when you do.

However, Xigou knew that Fang Zhixing had another trick to suck blood, but Fang Zhixing had not used it yet.

As for why not...

The little dog knows Fang Zhixing very well.

At this moment, Fang Zhixing was testing the difference in strength between himself and the Nine Ox Realm of the aristocratic family.

Judging from the fighting in these two rounds, Fang Zhixing, who had reached the perfect first level of demon transformation, was the suppressed party.

Fang Zhixing remained calm and composed, but his bloody tentacles were severely damaged and he could feel real pain.

He gritted his teeth and endured it, with no change in expression on his face, as if the bloody tentacle had nothing to do with him.

"What the hell is this? Hahaha, are you worthy of being called a demon?"

Feng Xinglu laughed wildly and took advantage of the situation to attack with his black tiger claws, intending to give the bloody tentacle a few more times and tear it apart completely.

But to his surprise, the bloody tentacles were still able to move, and with incredible speed, they suddenly swept out and hit him.

Bang! Feng Xinglu was thrown out, and after landing, his chest felt stuffy.

He raised his head and took a closer look, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The bloody tentacles were repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wounds soon healed back to normal.

Feng Xinglu took a breath and realized how tricky the bloody tentacles were.

When the three members of the Shen family saw this scene, their expressions changed and they couldn't help but start communicating.

"Yeah, that's interesting."

Shen Jinsong looked slightly solemn as he analyzed, "The essence of Fang Maofu's transformation into a demon is actually concentrated in the blood. This is a highly difficult transformation into a demon, and it has a bit of a magical flavor."

Shen Yubai responded: "Dad, do you mean that Fang Maofu's demon can heal infinitely and cannot be destroyed?"

Shen Jinsong shook his head and said, "There is nothing in the world that cannot be broken. I guess Fang Maofu's bloody tentacle is not so much healing fast as it is just lightly injured. After all, the tentacle is made of blood, and the force penetrates through it, so the damage caused should be minimal."

Shen Yuren nodded and said, "When the bloody tentacle was injured, Fang Maofu didn't seem to feel any pain. Judging from this, his transformation into a demon is not very mature, and the transformed thing is actually separated from the original body."

Shen Yubai suddenly realized: "Yeah, it's similar to a gecko's tail, which can be cut off and discarded at any time."

Shen Jinsong nodded and said disdainfully: "A form that can be discarded at any time can only display very limited power, and this completely goes against the purpose of transformation. Transformation is to enhance combat effectiveness. Fang Maofu created a useless tentacle, which is destined to be a failure."

Shen Yubai agreed with this and nodded, saying, "Every time Fang Maofu heals his injuries, he will consume a lot of energy. If he continues like this, he will definitely lose."

Shen Yuren said: "In fact, as long as Feng Xinglu gets close to Fang Zhixing's body, he can be killed immediately."

Shen Jinsong laughed and said, "Feng Xinglu seems to want to show off his strength and strength, so he chooses to attack from the front. This is a head-on fighting style."

While the three were talking, Fang Zhixing suddenly moved.

He rushed out and ran quickly, with bloody tentacles circling and sometimes hitting Feng Xinglu and sometimes sweeping him away.

Seeing this, Feng Xinglu immediately followed suit, dodging and swiping with his black tiger claws, leaving behind claw marks visible to the naked eye.

The blood-colored tentacles were extremely flexible and could dodge most claw shadows. Occasionally, when they were hit, only a blood mark would appear.

Bang! Feng Xinglu was hit by the bloody tentacles again. His body flew out diagonally, somersaulted in the air, and landed on the ground with a bang.

He immediately swung the black tiger claw, releasing a claw shadow.

Sure enough, Fang Zhixing drove the bloody tentacles to sweep over again.

Puff puff puff~ Scars suddenly appeared on the bloody tentacles.

But the bloody tentacles tightened and grabbed Feng Xinglu, wrapping him up.

"Haha, what can you do to me?"

Feng Xinglu shrank his whole body, creating a space, and swung the black tiger claw down again.

The black tiger claws were extremely sharp and pierced deeply into the flesh.

"That's all..."

Feng Xinglu slashed violently, tearing the bloody tentacles apart, creating a large gap and almost tearing the bloody tentacles in half.

But the next moment, the gushing blood suddenly dispersed, and a big knife suddenly stabbed in.

Puff! Feng Xinglu's face changed drastically. He looked down and saw that the Dragon Slaying Sword had sunk into his stomach, and blood was flowing out rapidly.

Fang Zhixing held the knife with both hands, half squatting. His left hand held the knife, and his right hand was on the tail of the knife. He continued to exert force, and the blade kept pushing forward, piercing deeply into the flesh.

"You are indeed very strong. I can't defeat you with just the bloody tentacles. It's a 50-50 chance at best, but I still have the Dragon Slaying Sword." Fang Zhixing said coldly.

“You, you…”

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Feng Xinglu had a painful expression on his face and thought to himself, "Oh no!"

Fang Zhixing had been using blood-colored tentacles to carry out long-range attacks, which were fast and fierce, making him exhausted and unable to get close to his body.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhixing took the initiative, suddenly came to his side, and seriously injured him with a knife!

Feng Xinglu was very anxious. He gripped the back of the knife with his left hand and raised the black tiger claw again.

But the bloody tentacles suddenly stretched out and wrapped around his right arm.

Fang Zhixing twisted the handle of the knife violently, and the dragon-slaying sword stirred violently in Feng Xinglu's stomach. The wound expanded rapidly, and blood gushed out.

“Go to hell!”

Fang Zhixing retreated and drew out his dragon-slaying sword, which immediately brought out more blood.

Almost at the same time, the front end of the bloody tentacle rushed towards Feng Xinglu's stomach.

"What are you going to do?"

Feng Xinglu's face turned pale with horror and his hair stood on end.

The next second, he watched the bloody tentacles drill into his stomach.

“Ahhh~”

The heart-wrenching pain suddenly hit Feng Xinglu! He couldn't breathe and his whole body was out of control.

The bloody tentacles rampaged through his body, squeezing his internal organs, drilling into his stomach, and out of his mouth along his esophagus.

Feng Xinglu's whole body was twitching violently, blood was coming out of all his orifices, and his face was filled with endless fear.

Soon he stopped moving.

"Ah~"

The three members of the Shen family froze, their eyes wide open.

In their subconscious, Feng Xinglu belonged to the same aristocratic family as them.

Therefore, there is no way Feng Xinglu could lose to Fang Zhixing.

The question is how he will win and how long it will take to finish the fight.

I never expected...

"Did Feng Xinglu mess up?"

Shen Yubai was stunned and couldn't believe it.

Shen Yuren couldn't believe it either, and said hesitantly: "A horse can stumble, the weapon in Fang Maofu's hand is a level three weapon, Feng Xinglu was careless!"

Shen Jinsong frowned slightly and said, "No, even if Feng Xinglu was careless, Fang Maofu should not have the strength to kill the Nine Ox Realm of the Aristocratic Family!"

Shen Yubai asked in surprise: "Dad, what do you mean?"

Shen Jinsong took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "What a good Fang Maofu, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. This guy is a master, we all underestimated him!"

Shen Yubai and Shen Yuren couldn't help but look at each other.

As masters of the aristocratic families, their only opponent is always another aristocratic family.

Fang Maofu is just a running dog of the Luo family. He is not worth mobilizing all their forces or taking him seriously.

The reason why three members of the Shen family were sent this time was certainly not to deal with Fang Maofu specifically, but to deal with the people who protected Fang Maofu.

They were certain that there was someone behind Fang Maofu and that Gu Jingzhang died at the hands of that person.

This arrogance that was deeply rooted in their bones made it difficult for them to face up to the situation before them for a while.

Shen Jinsong reminded him seriously: "Gu Jingzhang, the three deputy leaders of the Black Tiger Sect are all dead. It was an accident once, but it is impossible that every time it happens is an accident."

After hearing this, Shen Yubai and Shen Yuren paused for a moment and couldn't help but look at Fang Zhixing seriously.

Almost at the same time, Fang Zhixing took a deep breath, turned around slowly, looked coldly at the three people from the Shen family, and said in a cold voice: "You should all come together."

Shen Jinsong's expression became serious. He raised his long sword and stepped out, saying, "Don't hold back. Go all out. You two hold back the bloody tentacles. I will attack his body."

"clear!"

Shen Yubai and Shen Yuren rushed out one on the left and one on the right.

Shen Jinsong rushed towards Fang Zhixing with rapid steps and said in a deep voice, "Fang Maofu, after all the fighting, how much strength do you have left?"

Before he finished speaking, the old man took a long breath, his body trembled slightly, and there was a faint air flow around his skin.

Fang Zhixing frowned, then opened his blood-red eyes.

This was a remarkable sight. He discovered that Shen Jinsong's blood and energy were surging throughout his body. After the energy and blood mixed into the air, they quickly gathered towards the sword in his hand.

"Could this be it?"

Fang Zhixing's mind moved, and bloody tentacles coiled in front of him.

Shen Jinsong laughed and drew his sword.

Swish! Suddenly, a sharp sword light spurted out, forming an arc of sword energy visible to the naked eye, slashing towards Fang Zhixing.

Puff, puff~ The bloody tentacle was instantly cut into two pieces.

"Sword Qi?!"

Fang Zhixing thought to himself, "As expected."

The Shen family's "Water-Breaking Sword Technique" lives up to its reputation. The secret of its transformation into a demon is to liberate the aura in the body and condense it into sword energy.

"amazing!"

Fang Zhixing raised the corner of his mouth slightly and placed the bloody tentacles on the ground.

Gurgling~ (End of this chapter)