Chapter 250: Arrogance
Across the endless yellow sand, there was a chilling and murderous aura.
Fang Tingliang's face was tense and he didn't dare to be careless at all.
"Breaking the sky and breaking the waves!"
He just turned his wrist like a fisherman turning the oars, and the sword edge immediately stirred up thousands of waves, magnificent and majestic.
Dong Xuerang's eyes were like an eagle's, full of confidence and majesty.
The Great Freedom Sword Technique has no fixed moves and can be performed as you please.
However, wherever the sword passed, the sword energy was overwhelming, domineering and unstoppable.
His sword was surrounded by sword energy, like a thick cylinder, sweeping across the air.
His body movements were also extremely agile, and he moved around like a free breeze, unrestrained and unfettered.
There was a loud bang! In an instant, the surging waves were overturned, and the thousands of layers of water were in chaos.
“So strong!”
Fang Tingliang's breathing stagnated, and the expression on his face instantly became extremely cold.
The edge of his sword became noticeably sluggish, and the sword light flickered, as if the sword in his hand weighed a thousand pounds and was difficult to swing.
The two fought for only a dozen rounds before Dong Xuerang gradually gained the upper hand and formed a suppressive trend.
Anyone can see that Dong Xuerang's Great Freedom Sword Qi is more powerful and majestic, with a fearless will, moving forward courageously, and unrestrainedly.
Fang Zhixing stood with his hands behind his back, watching the battle without blinking. He soon realized why Dong Xuerang had become stronger.
To be precise, it is not that Dong Xuerang is stronger, but the Great Freedom Sword Technique is much better than Duan Kong Po Lang.
"The Great Freedom Sword Technique is similar to the Blood Drinking Demon Sword. It first liberates the human brain and touches the most mysterious spiritual realm."
Dong Xuerang's head has turned into a demon, which is equivalent to growing a brain, and thus he has mastered the powerful sword intent.
Just like the "killing shock" of the Blood-Drinking Demon Sword, before launching a move, a person can gradually defeat the enemy's psychology just by standing there.
However, Duan Kong Po Lang did not liberate the brain.
Therefore, Fang Tingliang did not master the magic of sword intent. His spirit was being continuously eroded by the tyrannical sword intent. He was tired! As long as a person feels tired, he will naturally be mentally exhausted and his movements will become slow.
Fang Tingliang had a hard time and was defeated step by step.
His face became increasingly ugly, he was panting like a cow, and there was a look of retreat in his eyes.
But in the next moment! Suddenly, a strong sword intent surged like a tide, covering the two people in the battle.
Fang Tingliang only felt his whole body lighten, and the sword intent applied to him was actually dispersed by another powerful will.
At the same time, Dong Xuerang frowned, his movements suddenly slowed down, he tilted his head in surprise and looked outside the court.
Next to You Buchou, there was a handsome young man who seemed to be less than thirty years old.
This man was as tall as a pine tree, with a sneer on his face and a surge of sword energy all over his body, looking extremely arrogant.
An invisible sword intent surged out from his body, and his aura directly locked onto Dong Xuerang.
Seeing this, Fan Zhenglun shouted angrily: "Are all of you Fenghaimen so shameless? How dare you blatantly interfere with the competition right under my nose?"
You Buchou laughed and said, "You Liuxu Sect is allowed to play a round-robin battle, but Fenghai Sect is not allowed to applaud and cheer for our own people?"
He turned to the Giant Army's General Lu Xuanxi and said, "General Lu, please judge for me. My eldest disciple He Yixian was outside the field and released some sword power just to cheer Fang Tingliang. Is this considered breaking the rules of the martial arts world?"
"He Yixian?"
Lu Xuanxi's mouth tilted, his eyes fell on the handsome young man, and he nodded and said, "I guess this person is the disciple of Master You, who is praised as a sword genius once in a century?"
He Yixian was full of pride and said with a smile: "General Lu, you are too kind. In front of you, my skills are not worth mentioning."
Lu Xuanxi was very pleased with this flattery, and said with his hands behind his back, smiling: "Well, I thought He Yixian had practiced for a short time, and Elder Dong's sword power was so strong and shocking, I believe he would not care about this little sword intention."
After hearing this, Dong Xuerang looked aggrieved and angry, and his fingers holding the sword made a crackling sound.
Fan Zhenglun's face also darkened, his sword vibrating with a humming sound, ready to strike.
Just at this moment, another terrifying thought suddenly spread.
It was a pure murderous intent that suddenly spread to everyone, shocking everyone.
Everyone present felt a bone-chilling chill, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. In an instant, their skin broke out in goosebumps and their hair stood on end.
Those below the Ninth Ox Realm froze up and could not move, with cold sweat pouring down their foreheads.
He Yi was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes fell on a young man.
Fang Zhixing had a blank expression on his face, and a strong murderous intent radiated outward, enveloping the place, and everyone looked at him sideways.
His murderous intention was not directed at a certain person, but at everyone, and anyone who saw it would be killed.
In a flash, He Yixian's sword intent was distorted and suppressed, like a dilapidated bridge encountering a once-in-a-century flood, and it collapsed.
He Yixin was so frightened that he staggered and his face quickly turned pale.
You Buchou was also greatly surprised. He stared at Fang Zhixing with his eyes wide open and his brows furrowed.
There are several masters in Liuxu Palace, and he has already figured them out.
But he didn't recognize this strange young man at all and had no idea where he came from.
Lu Xuanxi looked at Fang Zhixing deeply, and was confused for a moment.
The terrifying murderous intent dissipated after defeating He Yixin's sword intent, and that was the end of it.
"good!"
Dong Xuerang was overjoyed, as if he had broken free from a cage. He used the Great Freedom Sword Technique at high speed, releasing powerful sword power to kill Fang Tingliang.
"You!"
Fang Tingliang glanced coldly at Fang Zhixing, cursing silently in his heart, with a look of resentment in his eyes.
The moment this resentful look was cast towards Fang Zhixing, the terrifying murderous intent suddenly came over him.
Fang Tingliang's whole body froze, and he was nailed to the spot.
At this moment, he was under the suppression of sword intent and murderous intent at the same time, and he seemed to have fallen into a swamp, unable to move.
Swish! The sword flashed and flew across the sky!
Fang Tingliang widened his eyes, rolled his eyeballs, and looked down.
It seemed that he wanted to take a look at his neck.
Then his head suddenly dropped and he fell face down in the sand.
Puff, blood spurted out from the broken neck, like rain.
The scene suddenly fell silent and the air became exceptionally quiet.
Everyone at Fenghaimen looked at each other in bewilderment; they had never expected this result.
They had hired the thug from the Luo family at a high price, and had expected him to show his prowess, but they had never expected that this guy Fang Tingliang was so useless that he was killed like this.
You Buchou's face was uncertain for a while, and he didn't even wait to say anything.
He Yixin suddenly jumped out and landed on the sand.
Dong Xuerang suddenly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He practiced the Great Freedom Sword Technique entirely through self-comprehension, and it was truly rare for him to be able to practice to this level.
But He Yixin is different.
He has the guidance of a master and the practice experience and insights left by his predecessors.
It can be said that He Yixian's understanding and comprehension of the Great Freedom Sword Technique is far superior to Dong Xuerang's.
Not to mention, He Yixian is young and strong, has great potential, and is much better than Dong Xuerang in all aspects.
But at this moment, He Yixian did not have Dong Xuerang in his eyes. He only stared at Fang Zhixing with a fierce fighting spirit and full of provocation.
He was caught off guard just now, so his sword intent was dispersed by the murderous intent, and he was naturally dissatisfied.
At this moment, he was ready to make a move and really wanted to challenge Fang Zhixing and get back at him.
Seeing this, Lu Xuanxi asked curiously: "Master Fan, who is this young man?"
Fan Zhenglun's mouth twitched slightly, and he was not sure how to introduce himself for a moment.
Fang Zhixing answered to himself: "My name is Fang Zhixing. I was originally a casual cultivator in Jianghu. Sect Master Fan appreciated me and recruited me to be a guest official of Liuxu Sect."
Fan Zhenglun said: "Fang Keqing has an extraordinary talent, only seen once in a thousand years, he cannot be compared with someone who only appears once in a hundred years."
Lu Xuanxi understood, a hint of amusement appeared on his face, and he said with a smile: "He Yixian seems to want to spar with you, do you dare to accept the challenge?"
Fang Zhixing walked into the sand calmly without any nonsense.
Seeing this, Dong Xuerang immediately withdrew.
He Yi first looked at Fang Zhixing with a disdainful expression, and shouted: "How dare you claim that you are a once-in-a-millennium event?"
Fang Zhixing shook his head and smiled indifferently: "I am not a once-in-a-millennium person."
He spoke word by word: "I am one in a million!"
He Yixian couldn't help but pause for a moment, and didn't know what expression to make.
"Haha, where did this arrogant person come from!"
You Buchou laughed in silence and said with disdain: "The Liuxu Sect has really declined. They dare to accept anyone."
Lu Xuanxi smiled without saying anything, looking like he was just watching the fun.
"Okay, okay, I'll let you be arrogant!"
He Yixian was furious. He held the sword horizontally in his left hand and slowly drew the sword out of the sheath with his right hand.
As the sword slowly left the scabbard, the world was filled with the ear-piercing sound of sword sounds.
The air vibrated violently, and a buzzing sound was heard.
Fang Zhixing turned a blind eye to this. He took off his shirt and revealed his enviable muscular chest.
The next moment, his whole body swelled up, and his body rose to eight meters away at a speed visible to the naked eye. His huge muscle groups filled his entire chest, emitting a terrifying sense of oppression.
Six blood-red tentacles over nine meters long rose slowly from behind him and danced wildly in the sky.
Every time the blood-colored tentacles shook, it released an indescribable force that violently shook the air.
The sound of the vibration became even louder, instantly covering up the buzzing sound of the sword.
He Yixian took a deep breath and his expression became solemn. Before the fight even started, he had already lost in momentum.
So, without any hesitation, he decided to take the initiative, after all, the first to strike is the strongest.
I saw his body swaying, speeding forward, and circling quickly around Fang Zhixing. His blurry figure was all I could see.
"Take my sword!"
In vain, He Yi first drew out a sword.
Without any surprise, his sword power was indeed superior to Dong Xuerang's. The arc-shaped sword light was as strong as the bright sun, and the fierce sword power was incomparable and majestic.
The Great Freedom Sword Art, this person lives up to the name of a genius, he has indeed mastered some of the skills.
Fang Zhixing raised the corner of his mouth in a sneer and didn't even look at him.
Six bloody tentacles were raised high and smashed down in six directions at the same time.
Rumble! The earth shook violently and the sand was blown up.
Terrifying hurricanes were set off, sweeping in all directions, tearing and destroying everything they caught.
“Ah~”
A scream was heard amidst the chaotic dust.
You Buchou's face changed drastically. He suddenly raised his head and saw a figure in the air, wrapped in a hurricane and spinning wildly. It could be none other than He Yixin.
He Yixin's robe was torn, his headband was bandaged, and his hair was disheveled. He looked like a fallen leaf swept by the autumn wind, unable to fight back.
After a moment, the hurricane naturally dissipated.
With a loud bang!
He Yixian fell from the sky and landed heavily on the ground, leaving a large human-shaped pit.
He struggled to get up, knelt on one knee, and stuck his sword into the ground.
The messy hair covered half of his face, leaving only one eye filled with fear.
A trickle of blood slowly oozed from his nostrils and corners of his mouth.
"Ah, this?!"
Seeing this scene, everyone in Fenghaimen was dumbfounded, their mouths open in disbelief.
No matter how they imagined, they could not have guessed that He Yixian would be made so embarrassed by Fang Zhixing after just one encounter.
“How could it be…”
You Buchou's heart tightened. He was the only one who realized something and took a quick step forward.
"Hey, Master You, wait a minute!"
Suddenly, Fan Zhenglun stepped in and stood in front of You Buchou.
“Get out of the way!”
You Buchou's face became extremely anxious. He stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword and pulled out half of it.
Fan Zhenglun was not willing to be outdone and immediately drew his sword quickly.
The two are on the verge of a fight!
But almost at the same time, Fang Zhixing suddenly attacked, and six bloody tentacles smashed towards He Yixin.
"I'll fight you!"
There is great terror between life and death. He Yixian burst out with a strong desire to survive and forcibly mobilized all his strength.
However, he suddenly found that he had no strength left.
In doubt and surprise, he looked at his body, and what he saw was terrible.
The skin on my entire body had turned black at some point, the muscles in my body were melting away, and I felt a tingling sensation from my internal organs.
"I, am poisoned?!"
He Yi blinked first, and then blood flowed from his eyes.
In his blurred vision, six bloody tentacles, like the hems of the god of death, were covering his head.
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"No, no!"
He Yixian was terrified, and for a moment, endless resentment and despair engulfed his heart.
Peng~ A sword-fighting genius that only appears once in a century has fallen.
He Yixian's whole body exploded and turned into bloody mist.
"Ah, have mercy!"
Just as You Buchou drew his sword, a trembling roar came from his throat.
But unfortunately, everything happened too fast.
His apprentice He Yixian was almost killed instantly.
At the moment before his death, He Yixian did not even make any attempt to resist or escape.
If a person in the late Nine Ox Realm wanted to escape, who could stop him? Why didn't He Yixian escape? Everyone was puzzled for a moment, and they just felt that Fang Zhixing was too terrifying.
Killing is as easy as breathing.
But this is not the end! After Fang Zhixing killed the man casually, the blood spilled on the ground and the blood in Fang Tingliang and He Yixian's bodies were all washed out and gathered at his feet.
The six bloody tentacles absorbed the blood and grew again invisibly, reaching ten meters in total.
Moreover, the seventh bloody tentacle also grew out.
After all, Fang Tingliang and He Yixian are both in the late stage of the Nine Oxen Realm, and their blood is definitely a great tonic.
You Buchou's heart trembled, and he felt an indescribable murderous intent locking onto him.
He and Fang Zhixing looked at each other.
Fang Zhixing sneered and said coldly, "Since you are here, just stay."
His body flashed and he suddenly moved behind the people from Fenghaimen.
Seven bloody tentacles smashed towards them at the same time.
"ah!"
Everyone in Fenghaimen was shocked. Before they could react, the light above their heads was completely blocked by seven bloody tentacles.
The terrifying and twisted shadow covered the sky and the earth.
Boom! Blood and flesh flew everywhere! The disciples that You Buchou brought with him this time were all the elite forces of Fenghai Sect.
Their cultivation level is all at the Ninth Ox Realm, some are experienced in combat, while others are young and vigorous.
This move is so big that we really can’t miss the opportunity.
After all, today's event was led by the Giant Army's General Noh Hyun-seok.
You Buchou and the others naturally had their wishful thinking. They thought that as long as they had the assistance of Lu Xuanxi, the general of the giant army, and forced the Liuxu Sect to submit, it would be a sure thing.
How could there be an accident?
At this moment, all the masters of the Ninth Ox Realm of Fenghaimen suffered a devastating disaster.
Those in the early and middle stages of the Nine Oxen Realm were no match for Fang Zhixing's attacks and were directly crushed one after another. Their bodies exploded and turned into blood mist, merging into the blood-colored tentacles.
The seventh blood-colored tentacle grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it increased to more than eight meters long.
With just this one smash, more than 20 people from Fenghaimen suffered heavy casualties, with only two people in the late Jiuniu realm surviving.
They escaped quickly and were not hit directly by the bloody tentacles.
But the shockwaves from the bloody tentacles did affect them.
The two men felt extremely uncomfortable, their blood was boiling and their faces turned pale.
"Fang Zhixing, stop it!"
Seeing this, You Buchou's eyes were bloodshot, he roared loudly, and saliva spurted out.
But Fang Zhixing turned a deaf ear to it and leaped forward, with seven bloody tentacles simultaneously smashing towards the two people in the late Nine Oxen Realm.
"Master, help me!"
"Please spare my life, Mr. Fang. I admit defeat!"
The two people in the Ninth Bull Realm were terrified and had completely lost their fighting spirit.
Are you kidding? He Yixian was so powerful, but he was killed easily. It would be useless for the two of them to resist.
then!
One of them asked You Buchou for help, and the other asked Fang Zhixing for mercy.
But You Buchou was blocked by Fan Zhenglun and could not carry out any rescue.
But Fang Zhixing was ruthless and caught them both and beat them up.
The seventh blood-colored tentacle grew rapidly again, quickly reaching ten meters.
Immediately afterwards, the eighth blood-colored tentacle emerged and grew to ten meters in length in the blink of an eye.
Finally, the ninth blood-colored tentacle followed closely, growing to more than six meters in length in one breath.
Fang Zhixing took a deep breath and felt stronger than ever before.
"Cool!"
He laughed heartily, then turned his eyes and stared at You Buchou.
This glance made You Buchou subconsciously take a half step back with a look of horror on his face.
However, Fan Zhenglun, Dong Xuerang and other members of the Liuxu Sect were shocked and overjoyed.
They could never have imagined that Fang Zhixing could be so powerful.
With his own strength, he killed more than 20 elite members of Fenghaimen, and was unstoppable!
"Strong, too strong!"
“Awesome!”
"He kills people and is bloodthirsty, and he wants to strengthen himself. What a devil! Fortunately, he is on the side of my Liuxu Sect!"
Everyone in the Liuxu Sect was laughing and cheering, and the gloom between their brows was swept away.
"Who on earth is this person?"
Lu Xuanxi had lost his composure a long time ago, and his expression showed a panic that he could not hide.
He brought a group of people from Fenghaimen directly to the sect, which was equivalent to breaking off relations with the Liuxu Sect, and he was determined to win.
Who would have thought...
Fang Zhixing stepped forward, and nine blood-colored tentacles danced wildly, shaking the air so that it became distorted and chaotic.
Seeing this scene, You Buchou couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his face quickly became as gloomy as water.
He raised his sword and pointed it at Fang Zhixing, anger flaring in his heart, and roared, "Okay, okay, you're so cruel! If I don't kill you today, I, You Buchou, will not be able to survive in the martial arts world in the future."
"Haha, You Buchou, why are you so anxious?"
Fan Zhenglun laughed heartily, "The gate of my Liuxu Sect is not open to everyone who wants to come, nor is it open to everyone who wants to leave."
He winked at Fang Zhixing, "Be careful, the sword in his hand is called 'Follow the Heart', and it is a level 4 sword!"
Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows slightly. To be honest, he had never seen a fourth-level weapon before, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances at it.
The sword was only one and a half meters long, its blade was as smooth as water, and its edge was as thin as a cicada's wing.
At first glance, there is nothing magical about it.
certainly!
Fang Zhixing is now in the late stage of the Nine Oxen Realm. Facing You Buchou, who is at the peak of the Nine Oxen Realm, he naturally would not have any intention of looking down on him.
then!
Fang Zhixing trembled all over, and changes occurred in his body again.
I saw a layer of fine jade scales growing on the surface of the blood-colored tentacles.
Four auras of different colors spewed out and lingered around the nine blood-colored tentacles.
Inside the blood-colored tentacles, the power of hundreds of poisons gathered under the skin and could be released at any time to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.
It all happened in an instant.
Fang Zhixing's whole body was filled with a surge of power, emitting a dangerous aura that made people shudder.
You Buchou's heart skipped a beat. He had never expected that Fang Zhixing had not yet used his full strength.
Is this guy a monster? How could he have so many hidden cards? What terrified him even more was that the old man Fan Zhenglun was watching him closely.
"Two against one?"
You Buchou was unsure, so he suddenly turned to Lu Xuanxi and shouted, "General Lu, the Liuxu Sect bullied me so much, please give me justice."
Lu Xuanxi had a conflicted expression. After weighing the pros and cons, he said indifferently, "Humph, you Fenghai Sect took the initiative to come to my door today to provoke me. Didn't you expect that you would be shut out and beaten? This is a feud between your two major sects. As the commander-in-chief of the Giant Army, it is not convenient for me to interfere in the affairs of the martial arts world."
"you……"
You Buchou was stunned and said angrily, "Lu Xuanxi, you are turning your back on me, right? It was you who instigated me to come here."
"fart!"
Lu Xuanxi didn't blush, and said with a flick of his sleeves: "Master You, please don't spit blood at me. I advise you to think carefully about how to end today."
You Buchou was furious and glared at Lu Xuanxi angrily, but he could do nothing.
The next moment! Fang Zhixing rushed out with all his strength, and nine bloody tentacles smashed towards You Buchou without reservation.
"Cut from the heart!"
You Buchou’s body immediately shook.
He did not release any sword energy, but instead poured all of it into the Sword from the Heart.
In an instant, the Heart Sword vibrated wildly and actually grew into a long and wide broadsword, more than ten meters long. Holding it in the hand, it was as nimble and free as an embroidery needle.
You Buchou jumped high, raised the sword with both hands, and slashed down vertically!
At this moment, the sword from the heart shone brightly, and sword energy lingered on the surface. Its sharpness was incomparable and shocked the world.
"Humph, do you think you are the only one with a level 4 sword? Try the sharpness of my Liuxu Sect's treasure, the Floating Life Sword!"
Fan Zhenglun jumped up and started working hard, risking his life.
The long sword in his hand vibrated violently, suddenly expanded, and burst out with a sword light of six colors mixed together, meeting the Sword of Heart, a head-on collision!
Boom! With a loud bang, the two broadswords collided in mid-air, and the broken sword energy instantly flew in all directions.
The sky darkened! Chaotic sword beams swept across the eight directions, so bright that it was impossible to look directly at them.
However, this still couldn't stop the nine bloody tentacles.
Bang! You Buchou was first entangled by Fan Zhenglun, and then hit on the back by the bloody tentacle.
"Wow~"
You Buchou felt a terrifying force of at least nine hundred thousand kilograms coming at him, which shook his entire body and caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
"kill!"
Fan Zhenglun was extremely excited, and he used all his strength as if his life depended on it to hold on to You Buchou tightly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Zhixing beat You Buchou violently, and the sound of bangs was endless.
Nine blood-colored tentacles blocked all space, leaving it nowhere to escape. The shock force was like a terrifying hurricane, sweeping across the entire space, and every blow was causing damage! "General Lu, save me!"
You Buchou kept vomiting blood, his voice trembling as he begged desperately.
Lu Xuanxi's face twitched violently, but he turned a blind eye and ignored it.
In a short while, You Buchou could no longer bear it and his whole body exploded.
The thick blood mist merged into the bloody tentacles that killed him.
The ninth blood-colored tentacle then suddenly grew to ten meters...
(End of this chapter)