Chapter 262 Sweep

Ten directions exploded and killed, fierce and unmatched!

A large amount of ink rolled up, instantly dyeing the sky black.

“So strong!”

Duan Shiye's face changed drastically. He was hit back by the ink he released, as if he was sucked into a whirlpool, and his whole body was spinning.

On the viewing platform, everyone looked up to the sky.

Looking around, the sky was filled with a chaotic mass of ink, blocking out the sun and blurring the vision.

It looks like a giant ink painting!

Duan Shiye then disappeared.

After a long time...

Suddenly, Duan Shiye appeared again and broke out of the whirlpool.

He was seen wandering desperately in the midst of the chaotic ink, swinging the hilt of his sword at the same time.

The gushing ink seemed to be attracted, gathering towards the hilt drop by drop.

Gradually, the chaotic ink finally calmed down.

Finally, all the ink gathered together again to form a huge inky sword.

But at this time, Duan Shiye had disheveled hair, tattered clothes, and his elegant demeanor was gone.

What was even worse was that he was knocked out of the training ground by the impact.

Duan Shiye stared at Fang Zhixing deeply, took a few deep breaths, sheathed his sword, and said, "Fang Keqing, you win."

“…Thank you.”

Fang Zhixing remained silent for a moment, bowed in return, with not much expression on his face.

This Duan Shiye is faking his defeat!

He did not use his full strength at all. His sword power seemed strong, but it was actually just an act and collapsed at the first touch.

From beginning to end, his moves were gorgeous and exaggerated, but there was no murderous intent in them.

It's clearly a mess.

certainly!

Except Fang Zhixing and Duan Shiye.

Others are unable to notice the details.

I just watched the fun.

On the surface, the two people were fighting very fiercely, just like the real thing.

But in fact, Duan Shiye had been lying flat from the very beginning.

Just act out a play and go through the motions.

"What does this mean?"

Fang Zhixing's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

Duan Shiye quickly admitted defeat and retreated. There was another commotion and discussion in the viewing stand.

"amazing!"

The leader of the Mo Jian Sect, Xiang Hongyuan, stood up, clapped his hands and sighed, praising sincerely:

"Fang Keqing's demon form is quite extraordinary. His ten tentacles are perfect in both attack and defense, just like unfolding a domain without any flaws."

The leader of Feihuang Sect, Guan Zhaohua, smiled softly and agreed, "Duan Shiye's swordsmanship is actually very impressive, and with the blessing of Liumo Sword, the might of his sword cannot be underestimated, but he still couldn't break through Fang Keqing's ten tentacles."

"???"

Fan Zhenglun listened to the two old foxes singing the same tune, their expressions and tones were particularly sincere and did not sound fake.

But no matter how you listen to it, there is a sense of deliberate flattery in it.

Fan Zhenglun was alert and said, "Fang Keqing is young and hot-tempered, and he has no sense of measure when he attacks. If Duan Shiye goes all out, the outcome will be hard to predict."

Xiang Hongyuan laughed and said, "If you lose, you lose. If you win, you win. I, the Mo Jian Sect, dare to say that Fang Keqing is the best master among the ten major sects."

As soon as these words came out, the world suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at them in awe.

After a while, Zhongli Wanfeng, the leader of the Yunshui Sect, nodded and said with a smile, "I agree with that, too. Fang Keqing's strength is obvious to all, and he killed You Buchou and Gong Xixiong. This record is truly dazzling and admirable. I can't help but admit it."

"Well said!"

Guan Zhaohua stood up, clapped his hands and smiled, "I also recognize that Fang Keqing is the best in the sect. I'm afraid no one in all the martial arts sects in Danzhou can be his rival."

"I agree with that!"

“Well-deserved!”

"We are all old, and now it's the young people's world!"

At one time, Qingliang Temple, Miaoyin Pavilion, Peach Blossom Island, Xiantian Sect, and Qingniu Temple all expressed their agreement.

The eight sects that were scheming against each other and the eight forces that were fighting openly and secretly, unexpectedly, at this moment, spoke in unison and reached a highly consistent opinion.

Such a scene is really rare! Fan Zhenglun was confused, his brows furrowed, and he looked as if he had seen a ghost.

He asked with his hands behind his back, "Anyone else want to challenge?"

There was no movement from the people of the eight major sects.

No one came out to challenge Fang Zhixing.

One by one they seemed to surrender.

Fan Zhenglun's eyes flashed and he quickly turned to the chief officer.

"Haha, you guys are really like that, you won't release the eagle until you see the rabbit!"

Ji Xiangjun smiled and said loudly: "Whoever defeats or kills Fang Zhixing will own all the assets of the Gongxi clan."

After hearing this, the people from the eight major sects all took a deep breath, and their eyes became hot.

Zhong Kunyu, the leader of Xiantian Sect, stood up first and said with a smile, "Master Si Shou, I, Xiantian Sect, would like to throw out some ideas and have a discussion with Mr. Fang."

Ji Xiangjun asked, "Who are you planning to send out? Could it be your son Zhong Wengui?"

Zhong Kunyu smiled without saying anything, but then a young man in a Taoist robe walked out from behind him.

He has a handsome face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and an extraordinary temperament. He seems to be less than 30 years old.

This person is Zhong Wengui, who is hailed as a martial arts genius that appears once in a thousand years.

It is said that he is knowledgeable, has a photographic memory, and has a terrifyingly high level of comprehension.

No matter which martial arts he possesses, he can fully comprehend the essence of it just by watching it a few times.

However, there are also rumors that Zhong Wengui did not seem to like practicing martial arts, but instead liked traveling and expressing his feelings in poetry and songs.

Zhong Wengui appeared casually, and as soon as his body moved, it turned into a series of afterimages and came to the martial arts field.

"Here we go, here comes another master."

"I know him, he is Zhong Wengui, a top master in the Nine Ox Realm!"

"It turns out to be Zhong Wengui, a man of both civil and military talents. Hmm, perhaps only he can defeat Fang Zhixing."

…

The viewing stand was in an uproar, but then quickly quieted down.

Everyone concentrated and held their breath, not wanting to miss even a moment.

Zhong Wengui smiled slightly, and politely bowed and said, "Mr. Fang, I am honored to be here. Please give me some advice."

"I don't dare."

Fang Zhixing remained calm. At this moment, he could not tell whether Zhong Wengui would also pretend to be defeated. He could only keep calm and take action when necessary.

The next second! Zhong Wengui slowly raised his hands, placed them in front of his chest, and made a mysterious gesture.

In an instant, his hair and robes danced in the wind, floating silently.

The pair of big eyes under the thick eyebrows suddenly burst out with a strong fighting spirit.

"Okay, he's serious!"

Fang Zhixing instantly felt a powerful will.

Zhong Wengui had no intention of killing him, but he really wanted to defeat him!

This is the mentality of a strong person! As expected!

Zhong Wengui's whole body trembled, and a powerful innate aura rushed straight into the sky, gushing out from the magic hands, turning into streams of light, interweaving and gradually condensing into an intricate and mysterious Bagua totem.

Then, the Bagua totem began to rotate on its own. It was not very fast, but it caused the air to stir, causing wind and clouds to surge and the sky and earth to change color.

"Fang Keqing, be careful!"

Zhong Wengui's expression turned slightly cold. He raised his right hand and pressed it on the Bagua totem.

Buzz~ A loud roar suddenly spread!

Zhong Wengui's right hand passed through the Bagua totem and suddenly accelerated.

The arms become longer and thicker!

The palm turned into a giant one! With terrifying palm force, it pushed forward.

"Xiantian Bagua Palm!"

Zhong Wengui let out an impassioned roar, and his power increased.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing, who was ready to take action, opened his eyes wide and his expression became more serious.

The giant palm came extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, catching people off guard.

Fang Zhixing immediately waved ten blood-colored tentacles, which vibrated together and smashed forward.

The explosive killing force from all directions surged out, meeting the giant palm head-on.

Bang! The two forces collided with each other in a straight line, shocking the world.

Accompanied by a dull bang, a circular air wave spread out, raising rolling sand and dust, sweeping in all directions.

Everyone on the viewing stand was immediately hit by the sandstorm. They were blown forward and backward and unable to open their eyes.

Fortunately, there is a thick defensive wall outside the martial arts arena, otherwise many people would have been injured.

After a fierce collision, Zhong Wengui's giant palm quickly bounced back and passed through the Bagua totem.

When the giant palm returned to Zhong Wengui, it had shrunk and turned into a normal palm.

All ten bloody tentacles also rolled back and coiled around Fang Zhixing.

“Interesting…”

A hint of amusement appeared on Fang Zhixing's face.

Xiantian Baguazhang is extremely powerful, so powerful...

He almost pushed Fang Zhixing so hard that he staggered.

Fang Zhixing didn't give in either. He waved ten bloody tentacles and divided his troops into two groups, five on the left and five on the right, attacking from both sides.

Zhong Wengui took a half step back, squatted slightly, and clasped his hands together. The Bagua totem in front of him rotated 180 degrees, expanded, and turned into a round shield.

Seeing this scene! The leader of Feihuang Sect, Guan Zhaohua, couldn't help but praise: "The Xiantian Bagua is also an attack and defense, which is amazing."

Zhong Kunyu stroked his beard and smiled. In fact, the Xiantian Bagua is better at defense and can be classified into the Black Turtle system.

Of course, there is a mystery hidden in the defense, which is that when attacked, it will cause recoil damage.

Moreover, the anti-shock damage is almost perfect, with 100% feedback output.

If the enemy attacks with ten percent force, I will attack you with ten percent force.

In other words, as long as the Bagua totem remains standing, the enemy will surely lose.

Zhong Kunyu was very confident about this, and an expression of being sure of victory appeared undisguised between his brows.

Rumble~ like bursts of thunder, deafening.

The Bagua Totem was hit in turn by ten bloody tentacles and was beaten ten times in one breath.

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

The picture is a bit brutal!

The entire totem gradually twisted and deformed, with several places sunken.

A sandstorm arose on the martial arts stage again.

After a moment of stalemate, Zhong Wengui's face was tense, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his hands were clenched.

Fang Zhixing's expression turned cold, and he raised ten bloody tentacles high up, and smashed them down on his head all at once.

Boom! The Bagua totem suddenly cracked and collapsed like broken porcelain.

"Wow!"

Zhong Wengui suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was blown away and fell heavily on the stage.

His father Zhong Kunyu shouted "Oh no!" and stood up with an expression of extreme surprise on his face.

"Wow~"

Zhong Wengui struggled to get up, half-knelt on the ground, and coughed up blood again. His face was pale and his expression was listless.

He just felt the blood boiling in his body.

The remaining force of the Ten Directions Explosion rushed through his body, destroying it wantonly.

In a short moment, he suffered serious internal injuries.

The whole place suddenly fell silent.

Everyone got goosebumps.

Although Duan Shiye was defeated quickly, he had not taken action for a long time, and no one could figure out his strength.

But no one expected that Zhong Wengui, who was more famous, would be defeated so quickly.

Fang Zhixing was almost unstoppable, swinging his ten bloody tentacles and smashing them hard, making Zhong Wengui unable to bear it.

The expressions of the people from the eight major sects changed completely.

In fact, they had discussed it secretly before coming.

Ji Xiangjun had a very clear purpose for holding this competition and he told them directly.

It was to let them try out how strong Fang Zhixing was and see if he really had the ability to kill Gong Xixiong, a leading figure from a small family.

The problem is that although the various sects agreed verbally, they were not convinced in their hearts.

Why should they contribute their manpower and effort if there is no benefit? If they win, there is no benefit, but if they lose, it is embarrassing. What is going on?

So, the previous scene happened.

Duan Shiye first pretended to be defeated quickly, and then the eight sects vied to kill Fang Zhixing. After that, no one came out to challenge again, in order to appease Ji Xiangjun.

As a result, Ji Xiangjun naturally understood what he meant and immediately threw out an extremely tempting prize.

The eight major sects finally gained motivation.

Xiantian Sect intended to seize the initiative, but unexpectedly...

"Haha, it seems that the reward in my hand is not so easy to take away."

Ji Xiangjun's eyes lit up and he immediately couldn't stop smiling.

Hearing this, Zhong Kunyu snorted angrily, took out an Eight Diagrams Seal, and walked straight to the martial arts stage.

When Fan Zhenglun saw the Bagua Seal, the corners of his mouth twitched.

The Bagua Seal is the Xiantian Sect's treasure, a fourth-level artifact with a great reputation.

Zhong Kunyu was getting anxious and planned to go into battle himself.

"father!"

At this time, Zhong Wengui stood up shakily and called Zhong Kunyu.

"Son, go down and heal your wounds first. Dad will take revenge for you. We will not wait until tomorrow for revenge!"

Zhong Kunyu's face was filled with murderous intent. If this Bagua Seal was not a treasure that required one to recognize its owner by dripping blood, it could only be used by him.

Otherwise, how could Zhong Wengui lose when he fought with the Bagua Seal?

"Dad, don't go!"

Zhong Wengui grabbed Zhong Kunyu and whispered something in his ear.

Zhong Kunyu's face changed again and again. He looked at his son deeply. After hesitating for a moment, he silently put away the Bagua Seal and helped his son go off the stage.

This scene immediately disappointed the people on the viewing stand. They started to make a fuss and cursed the Xiantian Sect for being cowardly.

Zhong Kunyu's face turned pale and veins bulged on his forehead, but he forced himself to hold it in.

Seeing this, Guan Zhaohua and others looked at each other in surprise and confusion.

For a moment, no one challenged again.

Ji Xiangjun looked around, and his sight suddenly fell on a person. He ordered, "Yao Yunyi, you go ahead."

At this command, Yao Yunyi, the owner of Peach Blossom Island, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He stood up, bowed his head and said, "Master Si Shou, among the ten major sects, my Peach Blossom Island is the weakest.

Fang Keqing is incredibly powerful and unstoppable. I, Yao, can honestly say that I am no match for him."

Ji Xiangjun snorted coldly, "I didn't say that only one-on-one duels are allowed. Your Peach Blossom Island's 'Peach Blossom Sword Formation' is somewhat famous. Why not show it off to let everyone open their eyes."

Yao Yunyi paused for a moment, then revealed a look of ecstasy.

"Master Si Shou, this, this..."

Fan Zhenglun was anxious, staring blankly and said: "The Peach Blossom Sword Formation is extraordinary. It is formed by many Nine Ox Realm masters. It is rumored that it can rival the Hundred Ox Realm..."

"fart!"

Suddenly, Ji Xiangjun interrupted coldly and sneered: "What do you mean by being able to fight against the Hundred Bull Realm? Do you know how strong the Hundred Bull Realm is?"

Fan Zhenglun's heart trembled. Looking at the whole Danzhou, it seemed that only King Chi'an had entered the Bainiu Realm.

In the eyes of King Chi'an, the ten major sects are probably not much different from ants.

He knew he had said something wrong, and he kept saying, "I have spoken out of turn, please forgive me, Sir."

Ji Xiangjun said sternly: "Listen carefully, you ten major sects, I just talked about rewards, but not punishments.

If you can't force Fang Zhixing to use his full strength today, then the ten major sects will have no need to exist in the future."

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but gasp, and their faces quickly became extremely ugly.

From ancient times to the present, the martial arts sects are nothing more than small fish and shrimps. No sect can fight against the imperial court or defeat the aristocratic families.

Even the three religions of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism were subject to the imperial power and surrendered to it.

In the eyes of ordinary people, especially those passionate young people, the world of martial arts seems to be a place worth yearning for.

But in the eyes of the imperial court and the aristocratic families, people in the underworld are not worth mentioning, just a group of lowly rabble.

Guan Zhaohua and others were eclipsed. They might be the leaders of a faction, but at this moment they could not even hold their heads up.

What a situation!

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but be extremely surprised.

Ji Xiangjun’s official power is too great!

Logically speaking, the leaders of these factions are also people of prominent status, well-known and well-known, and their strength has almost reached the peak of the Ninth Bull Realm.

Even though they could not defeat the peak of the Nine Ox Realm of the aristocratic family, and could not defeat King Chi'an, their strength was there, and they could come and go freely.

How could...

Yao Yunyi sighed, no longer hesitated, picked up his sword, and quickly stepped onto the martial arts stage.

Following him onto the stage were four red-robed swordsmen.

Peach blossoms have 5 petals.

Yao Yunyi and four other people stood separately, and the shadows under their feet connected together, forming a peach blossom pattern.

They were wearing red clothes, which fluttered in the air like peach blossoms.

"Fang Keqing, the Peach Blossom Sword Formation can be formed by multiple people, at least five."

Yao Yunyi introduced himself and said indifferently: "The five of us rely on the sword formation. The sword energy penetrates and kills people invisibly. Once we attack, it is impossible to stop. Please be careful."

Fang Zhixing raised the corner of his mouth slightly and replied, "Please."

Boom! Suddenly, Yao Yunyi and the other four drew their swords from their sheaths. Their bodies shook at the same time, and five astonishing sword energies surged out.

The sword energy was crimson, like a streak of silk.

The five sword energies entangled with each other, rubbing and colliding with each other continuously.

Every collision creates pieces of crimson fragments, the size and shape of which resemble peach petals.

In an instant, a huge amount of petals rushed out, thousands and thousands of them, covering the sky and the ground, dancing in the wind.

Fang Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly and clearly saw that the edge of each petal was exuding a sharp sword energy.

In other words, each petal is actually a sharp sword, wrapped in a powerful sword energy.

The five swordsmen of Yao Yunyi have combined sword energy into one, and their strength is as strong as the sum of the five Nine Ox Realm masters. However, their combined combat power definitely exceeds that of the five Nine Ox Realm masters fighting alone.

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath, and the ten bloody tentacles began to tremble with excitement, and the air suddenly made the sound of firecrackers exploding.

He didn't show any mercy and swung his bloody tentacles at them.

"kill!"

Yao Yunyi had a cold and murderous look on his face.

Countless petals rushed out with a whistling sound...

(End of this chapter)