Chapter 283 Sword Force

After a moment, the forest returned to peace.

The air was filled with a vague and sticky blood mist.

That was the flesh and blood of the giant spirit destroyed by the upgraded explosive killing force.

The ground was covered with blood.

Lu Xuanxi and other giant spirits disappeared.

"You bastard, how dare you kill my offspring..."

Lu Xiangxiong's face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes were burning with hysterical anger.

He and Fang Zhixing were fighting, you were running away and I was chasing, and he had the upper hand.

But Fang Zhixing suddenly abandoned him and killed Lu Xuanxi and others.

Damn it, no moral ethics at all!

If you can’t beat the old ones, you bully the younger ones?

Lu Xiangxiong never expected Fang Zhixing to be so despicable and shameless.

It was unexpected that he watched Lu Xuanxi and his descendants being slaughtered, with no one surviving.

"Why, are you angry?"

Fang Zhixing licked the corner of his mouth, sneered coldly, and said jokingly: "They can kill others, but they can't be killed by me?"

Lu Xiangxiong was furious, and suddenly he accelerated, approached Fang Zhixing at an incredibly fast speed, and punched him.

Fang Zhixing had just used a big move, but his speed couldn't be increased, so he just stood firm and took the punch head-on.

He put away his sword, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and took a completely defensive stance.

The tip of the fist was wrapped in a powerful light, like a falling meteor, and with a whistling sound, it hit Fang Zhixing's crossed arms solidly.

Bang! Fang Zhixing flew backwards, with the sound of broken bones, and his left forearm flew out of his body, blood splattering in the sky.

Lu Xiangxiong's punch was full of anger and was truly powerful, inflicting extremely severe damage.

Hualala~ Fang Zhixing put his feet on the ground and quickly retreated, plowing a deep gully.

After sliding for more than a hundred meters, he slowly stopped and swung his arms.

The broken right arm has been restored.

The broken left forearm grew back.

Both arms were completely intact.

It's like he's never been hurt.

If his sleeves had not been torn apart by the force of the punch, no one would have believed that Fang Zhixing was actually seriously injured.

“What a heavy punch!”

Fang Zhixing sighed softly.

At this time, he had already realized that the Lu family's giant immortal species and the Vajra Dharmakaya of Buddhism should be of the same type.

In terms of strength, the giant is superior to King Kong.

However, in terms of defense, King Kong is better.

"The Giant is a fighter-type character, strong in attack, and always likes to charge..."

After fighting for hundreds of rounds, Fang Zhixing gradually gained a deep understanding of Lu Xiangxiong's fighting style.

In terms of strength, Lu Xiangxiong is much stronger than Fang Zhixing.

After all, he entered the Hundred Bulls Realm many years ago, and he has profound cultivation and rich combat experience.

However, the gap in strength between the two sides was not big enough for Lu Xiangxiong to defeat Fang Zhixing quickly.

What's more, Fang Zhixing is not a soft persimmon and he has a back-up plan.

"Super-speed healing, he really is immortal..."

Lu Xiangxiong glanced at Fang Zhixing's arms and couldn't help but frown.

The most disgusting thing about the undead is that they are so difficult to kill.

The undead are paranoid and extreme, and will do anything to achieve immortality.

Lu Xiangxiong once met an undead man who practiced a very strange magic skill that split his body into countless maggots.

Even if you destroy his entire body, as long as there is a maggot left alive, he can reproduce and regenerate. It's so fucking disgusting.

Lu Xiangxiong is still unable to determine which category of undead Fang Zhixing belongs to, but the feeling of nausea can no longer be suppressed.

“Go to hell!”

With a stomp of his foot, the soles of Lu Xiangxiong's feet exploded and his body rushed straight in front of Fang Zhixing.

As soon as the person arrived, a fist shadow rapidly enlarged in Fang Zhixing's field of vision.

Fang Zhixing raised his arms to block without hesitation.

Bang! Blood spurts out!

All the bones are broken!

Fang Zhixing was knocked flying again, and he used the force to accelerate and quickly distance himself.

Lu Xiangxiong was in great momentum and rushed forward, intending to defeat Fang Zhixing in one fell swoop.

But Fang Zhixing's injuries healed in an instant, very smoothly. In the blink of an eye, his horrible arms were back to normal.

Seeing this situation, Lu Xiangxiong was naturally furious and depressed.

He is obviously stronger, but he just can't kill Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing's strategy was actually obvious. He used his own immortality to fight guerrilla warfare, consume Lu Xiangxiong little by little, and wear him down little by little.

"Come on, hit me!"

Fang Zhixing kept provoking Lu Xiangxiong, "Hahaha, I just like the way you can't stand me but can't get rid of me."

Lu Xiangxiong's eyes were bloodshot and he took a breath of cold air. Bang, bang, bang, the giant spirit's charging punch continued to be launched.

Time goes by little by little...

Lu Xiangxiong succeeded again and again, but he was never able to cause fatal damage to the opponent Zhixing. After fighting for a long time, the opponent was still full of energy.

What a lonely fight! What's even more infuriating is that Fang Zhixing kept putting away his knife and hardly fought back.

"Why don't you use that knife? Is it just for decoration?"

Lu Xiangxiong retorted.

Fang Zhixing laughed and said, "Why would I need to use a knife to deal with an old man like you?"

Lu Xiangxiong hit him hard, and Fang Zhixing cursed him hard! "Humph, it seems I have to use my ultimate move."

Lu Xiangxiong gritted his teeth, and the lines on his body suddenly glowed. He shone ten feet in brightness, sacred and majestic, like a god descending from heaven.

A huge amount of power was released in one breath.

"Magic power: moving mountains!"

Lu Xuanxi put his palms together, like an old monk putting his hands together.

In the distance, a small hill less than a hundred meters high suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, a large shadow was cast over Fang Zhixing's head.

Fang Zhixing suddenly raised his head, and was shocked to see a mountain appear above his head. He sat down on it.

"Sure enough, he also awakened his magical powers..."

Fang Zhixing's eyes lit up, this was the first time he saw Bai Niu Jing display his magical powers, it was truly astonishing and incredible.

A huge mountain appeared out of nowhere and fell on the man's head.

This scene is simply beyond imagination.

The mountain was huge and moving as fast as a meteorite, so Fang Zhixing had no chance of escaping.

Without any hesitation, he rubbed his hands together, condensed a black and red blood drop the size of a basketball, and threw it upwards.

Boom~ Accompanied by a loud bang, a large hole suddenly appeared at the bottom of the rapidly falling hill, and the mountain began to fall apart and disintegrate.

With a whoosh, countless pieces flew everywhere.

Each piece of gravel hit the ground with incredible force, creating a huge hole with smoke and dust rising up.

Everything seemed like the end of the world! In the distance!

Xigou, Junyao, and Tanlang are fighting fiercely.

Suddenly, a terrifying shock wave swept in, shaking the earth.

The entire forest was heaving violently, as if huge waves were rising on the sea, it was extremely terrifying.

Xigou and the others were horrified and hurriedly stopped fighting, running as far away as possible.

Wait until all the rubble falls to the ground, wait until the wind blows away the smoke and dust! Lu Xiangxiong narrowed his eyes and scanned the ruins. Suddenly, his soul moved faintly, and his sight was cast behind a piece of rubble. He shouted in a deep voice: "I knew you couldn't die, get out!"

The next moment, Fang Zhi walked out. He was covered in dust and his clothes were tattered. He looked very miserable.

"What a magical power to move mountains, amazing!"

Fang Zhixing clapped his hands and sighed, "If you move a bigger mountain over here, I will probably be suppressed by you and will never be able to stand up again."

Hearing this, Lu Xiangxiong felt a little regretful. The magical power of the immortal giant spirit was extremely powerful, but it was not easy to control.

He can move larger mountains, but after moving, he may not be able to accurately lock the enemy's position.

In addition, the speed of the mountain's falling must also be accelerated. If it is a step slower, the enemy may seize the opportunity to escape.

In short, every link must be handled with precision.

In order to make the attack effective, Lu Xiangxiong often chooses to move a slightly smaller mountain.

"Humph, if one tower can't kill you, then I'll move ten, or a hundred, and see how long you can hold out!"

Lu Xiangxiong became furious and was filled with murderous intent.

"It's too late!"

Fang Zhixing suddenly grasped the Ten Thousand Swords, pointed them at Lu Xiangxiong, and said in a low voice: "I have been holding back before because I don't know what your magical power is..."

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

As he spoke, the Ten Thousand Swords suddenly grew in size, and the blade instantly extended to sixty meters away.

Gurgle~ The sticky blood mist in the air gathered together madly and condensed on the blade.

The blood on the ground rushed and all flowed to Fang Zhixing's feet, hanging upside down and merging with the blade.

In an instant, the Ten Thousand People Sword turned scarlet, and blood flowed endlessly on the blade like a river of blood.

Fang Zhixing raised the Ten Thousand Swords, and a river of blood slowly rose up.

"This is?!"

Lu Xiangxiong's pupils shrank and he got goose bumps all over his body.

It was not until this moment that he noticed that the blood mist in the air had not dissipated, and the blood on the ground had not seeped into the ground.

At this moment, the blood of the Luo family and the blood of the Lu family giant mixed together and all condensed on the giant knife.

This is not over yet!

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath, and the blood in his body began to flow backwards, bursting out of his body and pouring into the blade.

In an instant, the scarlet blood river was dyed black and red, like the sunset of the doomsday world, magnificent and terrifying.

Fang Zhixing knew from the beginning that he was no match for Lu Xiangxiong.

But he was not afraid. As long as there was blood, his strength would be greatly increased.

So he killed Lu Xuanxi and other giants first and made preparations.

Just for this moment! "Explosive Skill: Crazy Blood Blade!"

In a flash, Fang Zhixing had already gathered his strength and immediately swung his sword.

The surging blood turned into a huge blade, slashing forward in one go, as fast as lightning.

The entire earth and sky were split into two by blood.

“Move mountains!”

Lu Xiangxiong didn't even think about it. He knew very well that he couldn't avoid the knife, so he simply moved a mountain over to block it in front of him.

Boom! The blood knife slashed across the mountain, cutting it in half like cutting a watermelon.

The mad blood sword force was unstoppable and continued to rush forward.

"Move again!"

Lu Xiangxiong's expression was distorted, he put his palms together, and another larger mountain was moved over.

Fortunately, the surrounding mountains are undulating, full of deep forests, and there are many peaks that can be moved.

Otherwise, even if Lu Xiangxiong had amazing magical powers, he would not be able to move a mountain thousands of miles away.

He could only move the mountains that were closer to him.

With a loud bang, the second mountain was also split in half! The Crazy Blood Blade Qi shrank, but there was still some power left.

Lu Xiangxiong's face changed, and the next moment, his vision was engulfed by endless blood.

“Ah~”

A shrill groan was heard, and Lu Xiangxiong flew backwards, blood splattering in the sky.

There was a wound on his chest that was deep enough to see the bone.

"If we were on another battlefield today, I would definitely not be your opponent, but in this blood..."

Fang Zhixing stood still, maintaining the posture of drawing the sword.

In the field of vision, Lu Xiangxiong fell heavily to the ground, his back touching the ground, and slid for hundreds of meters before stopping.

"Wow~"

Lu Xiangxiong vomited a large mouthful of blood, and blood was gushing out of his chest. His expression was filled with great pain.

It has been a long time since he entered the Hundred Bulls Realm and suffered such a serious injury.

The pain that he had long forgotten once again took control of every nerve in his body.

Lu Xiangxiong was shocked and a look of fear appeared on his face.

The knife just now gave him too much shock! "Go!"

Without hesitation, Lu Xiangxiong got up, retreated suddenly, rushed into the forest, and disappeared in a flash.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing did not chase after the other party.

He had already used all his strength in the last strike, so it was impossible for him to strike a second time.

The weak defeats the strong!

Being able to do this is already the limit.

I want to kill Lu Xiangxiong here, but I can't do it for now! This is determined by the upper limit of my strength! "I'm still not strong enough!"

President Fang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked around.

At this moment, Xigou and the others also ended the battle.

The thin dog consumed five dogs' lives at once, and after its power increased dramatically, it tore the Feihuang Sect's leader Guan Zhaohua alive.

Jun Yao was also very powerful. She single-handedly blocked the Mo Jian Sect's leader Xiang Hongyun and injured him.

The Great Freedom Sword Technique defeated the Ink Sword Technique!

Xiang Hongyun saw that the situation was not good and fled.

Tan Lang faced Zhong Kunyu and Zhong Wengui, and with the assistance of Xigou's four shadow clones, he killed the ungrateful father and son.

People from other sects were even more vulnerable. Some were bitten to death by the tiny dogs, while others escaped.

Two of the top ten sects in Danzhou are gone today!

Luo Zhongxu and his group died tragically, and the Lu family lost more than they gained.

In the end, Fang Zhixing had the last laugh.

"Clean up the battlefield quickly!"

Fang Zhixing called out and started to pick up the treasures on the ground.

Xigou, Junyao and the others also acted quickly, searching the ground.

With the little dog around, relying on his super sense of smell, he can find the treasure even if it is buried under the soil.

After a few visits, Fang Zhixing and his men found out that they had looted most of the Luo family's property.

The spoils of war left behind by the Lu family giants were mainly armor and weapons, all of which were regular army equipment.

Tan Lang needs it so much.

Fang Zhixing looked down on it, so he naturally did a favor.

The rest of the treasures were mainly taken away by Fang Zhixing and Jun Yao.

Both sides gained something and parted with a full load.

Fang Zhixing and Junyao rode on the thin dogs and went straight back to Liuxu Sect.

When they arrived at the place, they began to count the spoils.

Fang Zhixing and Junyao didn't recognize some of the rare and valuable things, so they called Fan Zhenglun over to identify them.

"This is golden marrow fluid!"

Fang Zhixing suddenly perked up and found two intact black bottles with labels on them.

The words "Golden Marrow Fluid" were clearly written on it!

"Tsk tsk, it's worth the trip!"

Fang Zhixing suddenly felt happy.

The other treasures are of little use to him, and the golden marrow liquid just meets condition 2.

In this case, we only need the Devil Blood Grass...

(End of this chapter)