Chapter 57: Tribulation Cultivation (Please Collect)
"Warrior?"
In just a moment of distraction, two brothers died.
Da Hu was shocked and looked at the person who came.
Then a young man in silver shirt, holding a sword, was seen standing calmly beside Sanhu's body, looking at Ding Bushan and his grandson with a smile.
"Daoist friend Hongxiu, long time no see!"
Fang Xing greeted him.
"You...you are?"
Ding Hongxiu felt that this person looked familiar, as if she had seen him a long time ago.
If it was Fang Xing's real appearance, she would definitely be able to recognize it.
But before taking action this time, Fang Xing chose to disguise himself, turning into the image of someone who had just entered Qinglinfang City.
This is of course for safety!
After all, his later image was linked to the death of Chen Yi, and he brazenly killed people in the market town. He might have been wanted by the Qingxuan Sect a long time ago!
"We once set up a stall together!"
Fang Xing reminded with a smile.
"It's you!?" A hint of joy suddenly flashed across Ding Hongxiu's face.
Ding Bushan felt grateful for surviving the disaster, but also felt a little ashamed.
He looked down on the other person at first and even compared him to the handsome young man who came later. However, he did not expect that he would receive help from the other person in times of crisis.
Ding Bushan looked at the second and third tigers that had turned into corpses, and his expression became serious again.
Although the two tigers are gone, the big tiger is the most difficult to deal with! "Is there such a powerful warrior in the market?"
Da Hu looked at Fang Xing, his expression becoming extremely solemn: "You killed my two sworn brothers, and forced me to find two more. How are you going to compensate me?"
Although this warrior is very powerful, Da Hu is not afraid of him.
After all, he is a body cultivator with a strong physique. He has already reached the level where he is not afraid of ordinary low-grade magic weapons!
As a faction among immortal cultivators, body-cultivating monks are actually a relatively small group.
You also need spiritual roots to get started, and daily practice mainly uses spiritual energy to temper the body rather than magic power!
Da Hu has reached the point where he can compete with cultivators in the late stage of Qi training by relying on his body training skills, which is rare in the market.
Of course, cultivating to such a level does not mean that his physique can ignore the top-grade magic weapons! If he can ignore the top-grade magic weapons and take them with his bare hands, it is almost equivalent to being invincible in the Qi training stage! In fact, he can take the low-grade magic weapons with his bare hands, which is good enough.
To train the body to the point where it is not afraid of magical weapons, one must at least be a second-level physical cultivator comparable to a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Even so, a second-level physical cultivator still has to be wary when facing the spiritual weapon attacks of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
According to Da Hu's current strength, he can basically ignore low-grade magic weapons. If it is a medium-grade magic weapon driven by a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training, he must be careful and not be hit in the vital parts.
If it was a master in the late stage of Qi training who was wielding a high-quality magical weapon, he would not dare to take it head-on.
Of course, if an ordinary cultivator in the late stage of Qi training faced an attack from a high-grade magic weapon without any defense, he would surely die instantly, but he was able to hold on for a few more times.
Combined with some methods of physical cultivation, if he fights against an ordinary cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, there is a great possibility that he will win.
Now he is only facing a warrior. Although the opponent looks powerful, Da Hu still believes in himself.
In the later stage of Qi training, you will be invincible against warriors!
What's more, he is stronger than ordinary people in the late stage of Qi training, and he is also a body training cultivator. The power of a mere blood-refining magic weapon is at most comparable to that of a low-grade one, so it can be ignored!
Ding Bushan obviously saw this too, and quickly reminded: "Daoyou, be careful. Among the three black tigers, Dahu is the strongest, and his body is not afraid of lower-grade magic weapons!"
"Hey, isn't it too late to say this now?"
Da Hu looked at Fang Xing and said, "You are quite powerful and are good at attacking immortal cultivators. How about you become my second brother? Anyway, those two losers are dead and I have to find someone to replace them... If you agree, I will spare these two people today!"
"Becoming a calamity cultivator? Impossible..."
Fang Xing shook his head and refused. He came here to gain practical experience, not to rob.
"If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished... You think that a mere warrior who has mastered a few spiritual secret arts can attack immortal cultivators..."
The tiger laughed grimly, with black energy filling his entire body.
This was the body-refining technique he practiced - "Five Tigers Body Refining Technique". When practicing, he needed to hunt down and kill demonic tigers, take their essence, blood, and soul, and refine them into his own body.
When the technique is pushed to its limit, it can even form a 'Tiger Soul' to protect the body, cleanse the evil spirits, and also protect against attacks on the mind! Roar!
The black energy gathered and transformed into a black tiger, attaching itself to his body, causing it to swell, and a pitch-black 'king' rune appeared on its head.
Not only that, Dahu also took out a "calmness talisman" and stuck it directly on himself.
As a physical cultivator, he certainly has magical powers, and can use all the items of immortal cultivators without hindrance.
Although he said he was not afraid, Da Hu was actually still somewhat wary of Fang Xing's previous method that had caused him to lose consciousness for a moment.
After practicing the technique with all his strength, he used a talisman to protect his mind.
At this point, he was confident that he would not be afraid even if a cultivator who had completed Qi training used special magic tools to attack his spiritual consciousness!
"Are you ready?"
Fang Xing's silver shirt fluttered, and the sword in his hand suddenly roared! In an instant, Ding Bushan and Ding Hongxiu fell into a trance again.
But Da Hu was only distracted for a moment, and then his eyes regained focus.
“Ouch!”
The tiger-shaped black energy lingering around him let out a roar and actually took the initiative to attack.
Two giant black magical palms surrounded Fang Xing, one in front and one behind.
"The spiritual influence of the Extreme Love Sword and the Ghostly God Sword has become less significant to him now?"
Fang Xing remained calm, his swords and knives crossed in his hands, combining the sharpness of the sword that could cut through anything and the power of breaking magic with one sword. The light of the sword and the edge of the knife slashed at the two giant magical hands, strangling them into pieces.
"As expected... A-level martial arts are mainly about protecting one's own spirit. Plus, I am not very good at what I have learned... It seems reasonable that I cannot influence cultivators of this level?"
"The tiger roar of this cultivator should have a soul-shaking effect. The fact that it has no effect on me is proof of that!"
After smashing the two giant hands of magic power, he flashed, like a cloud dragon, and had already entered the seven-foot area of the tiger! A warrior can kill all enemies within three steps! For Fang Xing now, seven feet is just a thought away!
The next moment, the swords rang out! The swords flashed and the dragon and tiger killed each other, strangling the tiger-shaped black energy.
The tiger soul in the void whimpered and disappeared.
Hiss!
The swords crossed each other, leaving white marks on Da Hu's strong arms.
Da Hu laughed grimly, opened his big hand, and grabbed the tip of the knife! Fang Xing frowned, and the ink-patterned sword had already landed on Da Hu's throat, leaving a trace of blood.
Snap!
He floated away like a white cloud, looking at his hands.
The ink-patterned sword was intact, with a trace of blood on the tip of the sword.
And the hundred-tempered steel knife that he had bought at random in the market had actually broken into two pieces! "You are so proud of yourself for being able to hurt me with a low-grade magic weapon!"
Da Hu wiped the blood from his neck, threw the tip of the knife into his mouth, and chewed it like a bean.
Chewing gold and iron!
If such behavior were seen by secular martial artists, they would all question their own eyes, thinking they had seen a martial arts legend!
After trying Fang Xing's swordsmanship, Da Hu's grim smile became even more intense.
He has confirmed that although this warrior is quite powerful, he is unlikely to pose a threat to his life.
Especially for the body cultivators, it is difficult for the enemy to break through the defense, which is enough to prove the advantage! "I gave you a chance before, but you didn't want it. Now go die!"
Da Hu put on two magic weapon-level boxing gloves. This kind of magic weapon is suitable for physical warriors and is also sold at a high price in the market.
He roared, and his body was like a huge black tiger, pouncing at Fang Xing! Fang Xing sighed, threw away the steel knife in his hand, and the ink-patterned sword seemed to turn into a heavy rain, pouring down.
The Extreme Sword is the most complicated sword move, and it is even more dexterous in his hands.
The two men's bodies crossed each other several times, but the swords and boxing gloves did not touch each other even once, which made Da Hu so sad that he almost wanted to vomit blood.
"You are a warrior, and all you know is hiding?"
He roared and took out a small black flag from his arms.
The small banner was completely black, but there was a snow-white skull embroidered on it, which looked very vivid, and there seemed to be ghost lights coming out of its white eye sockets...
"Magic weapon?"
When Ding Bushan, who was watching the fight nearby, saw this scene, he wanted to grab Ding Hongxiu and run away as soon as possible.
"I really can't afford to lose, that's all..."
Fang Xing glanced at the attribute column:
[Extreme Love Sword: 96/100 (Beginner)]
"I originally wanted to use you to practice with my sword skills. It would be nice if you could increase your proficiency a little bit..."
He had a silver gun in his hand, pointing it at Da Hu's head.
Swish! A silver-white laser flashed, and Da Hu's headless body fell to the ground.
"No matter how high your cultivation is, you can still be knocked down with one shot!"
Fang Xing blew on the muzzle of the gun, put away the laser gun, and looked at Ding Bushan and his grandson.
"What a powerful magic weapon!"
Ding Bushan's pupils shrank: "This power is not less than that of the Heavenly Thunder, but there is no fluctuation of mana... That Da Hu's death is not unjust!"
Any magic weapon will have mana fluctuations when used in actual combat. Immortal cultivators have sharp eyes and ears, and may not be able to avoid lasers, but they can avoid guns! After all, no matter how good a laser gun is, it still needs people to operate it.
If it was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, his spiritual sense could easily lock onto Fang Xing now and he could avoid the muzzle of the gun before Fang Xing fired!
But the eldest of the Three Black Tigers was obviously careless, or he trusted his own physique too much, and the result was that he was shot in the head and died a miserable death.
Ding Bushan was worried, and he bowed deeply to the ground with his daughter, "I and my granddaughter would like to thank you for saving my life!"
"Well, I just did it casually..."
The reason Fang Xing came out this time was to find a cultivator to ask about the situation in the market and practice actual combat at the same time.
Since I met someone I know, I naturally wouldn't mind giving him a hand.
"By the way, I have been practicing outside. I wonder how the Qinglin Market is doing now?"
He looked at Ding Bushan with sharp eyes.
"Qinglin Market... has been in chaos recently. Due to the emergence of the secret realm, the Qingxuan Sect's law enforcement team has lost strength, and there are many more Tribulation Cultivators... Sigh..."
Ding Bushan's face was full of bitterness. As a serious spiritual farmer, he looked down upon those Tribulation Cultivators who had no technical skills.
(End of this chapter)
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