But at this time, the child's attention had been attracted by Fang Jian. He took a step forward and crossed to stand in front of Fang Jian.
"What are you selling?" the child asked Fang Jian with his hands on his hips.
Fang Jian said, "Spiritual tea."
The child glanced at the tea cans in front of Fang Jian, then raised his foot and kicked the stall. In an instant, all the tea cans rolled to the ground with a "ding-dang-dang" sound.
Fortunately, these teapots were sealed with magic power, so the liquid did not spill out, but Fang Jian immediately sat up straight.
When the child saw the tea cans rolling on the ground, he started kicking and stomping on them, and soon the tea cans were kicked everywhere.
The child didn't say anything, but just stared at Fang Jian with his bright big eyes while kicking, his head slightly raised, his face full of pride.
The stall owners around didn't dare to say a word, and the monks passing by pretended not to see anything. Many monks even took advantage of the chaos to pick up the tea cans that had rolled to the ground, but Fang Jian saw all of this.
But Fang Jian did not pay any attention to those monks who were trying to steal things. Instead, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the child's arm, throwing him to the ground. Then he raised his hand and used his magic power to conjure up a vine, which he hit the child's butt with.
The child screamed in shock. He had never expected Fang Jian to dare to attack him. When the cane fell on his buttocks, the child immediately let out a sharp scream.
The stall owners around were stunned by this scene, but they also felt extremely happy in their hearts. However, no matter how happy they were, they still packed up their stalls as quickly as possible and ran as far away as possible, for fear that the blood would splash on them.
Fang Jian's arms rose and fell rapidly, and in just three breaths the child had been hit on the buttocks five or six times. The child lay on the ground crying and shouting, tears falling to the ground, and soon a pool of tears fell on the bluestone floor under his feet.
"Little guy, are you still naughty?" Fang Jian asked.
But when the child heard this, he cried and cursed back, "You bastard, how dare you hit me? My mother won't let you go!"
"You dare to curse?" Fang Jian glared at the child and raised his hand to hit him with the cane again. The child immediately cried even louder.
"stop!"
At this moment, a loud shout came from the sky above the Immortal Pavilion, and then three beams of immortal light flew down from far to near.
As three beams of immortal light landed on the ground, a female cultivator from the Xuanxian realm and two cultivators from the Zhenxian realm flew in front of Fang Jian. The leading female cultivator from the Xuanxian realm was naturally beautiful, and her immortal figure was as gorgeous as a lotus in the distant mountains, but as soon as she appeared, she raised her hand and slapped Fang Jian.
In an instant, an extremely powerful and ruthless force transformed into a large handprint and struck Fang Jian, showing no mercy and murderous intent.
'Yin' However, at this moment, the sound of a sword humming suddenly resounded throughout Ao Shi Xian Fang. The sword on Fang Jian's back was suddenly unsheathed, and then the sword energy fell from the air like a rainbow.
'boom'
The female cultivator's handprint was shattered by a sword, and the huge force instantly spread out in all directions. Fang Jian still stood in the same place, and the Ruyi Sword was also flashing with a cool fairy light and floating in front of Fang Jian.
This sword is the transformation of the acquired treasure 'Ruyi Dzi Bead'. Because it is a sword transformed from the Ruyi Dzi Bead, it is called the Ruyi Sword. If it turns into a stick, it is the Ruyi Stick, and if it turns into a knife, it is naturally called the Ruyi Knife.
The woman was slightly surprised to see her magic being broken by a single sword strike, but she quickly discovered the problem. "Immortal treasure?"
The woman looked at the long sword floating in front of Fang Jian, her eyes slightly focused. From the sword force released from the long sword and the fact that it easily broke her spell, she knew that this sword was definitely an immortal treasure. As to whether it was a low-grade immortal treasure or a high-grade immortal treasure, she couldn't tell for the time being.
Fang Jian reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, looking at the woman and said, "What do you mean, fellow Daoist? Why did you want to kill me the moment we met? If I hadn't been armed with a sharp weapon, wouldn't I have been killed by you just now?"
The woman snorted coldly and pointed at the child on the ground and said, "Do you know who he is?"
Fang Jian said: "How would I know who he is? I'm not his father."
The woman's face suddenly changed, and a True Immortal Realm cultivator beside her shouted sternly, "How dare you, a mere Yangshen Realm cultivator, speak to my wife like that? Kneel down and apologize immediately!"
"Mom!" The child suddenly got up from the ground, cried and screamed, and ran towards the woman.
The woman was startled and quickly shouted, "Be careful, Tui'er."
But until the child ran into the woman's arms, Fang Jian did not try to stop him. The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and the worries in her heart immediately dissipated.
"Everyone, you have thirty breaths to leave this area." The woman handed the child to the care of a True Immortal Realm cultivator nearby, and then spoke to the cultivators who were watching the excitement around her.
Upon hearing this, the monks around did not dare to disobey the woman and turned around and left the area. Soon the street was cleared.
Then the woman turned around, also took out a sword and said, "He is my son."
"Ah?" Fang Jian was startled for a moment, then quickly bowed and said, "So this kid is your son. I'm so sorry. To have such an uneducated son, you must be quite extraordinary."
The woman's face changed drastically, and then she said in an extremely cold tone: "You bastard, you're looking for death."
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman raised her hand and slashed at Fang Jian with a sword. The sword energy was roaring and the murderous intent was surging. Fang Jian took a step back and then slashed out with his sword as well.
Only the sound of two swords tearing through the sky was heard, and then the two sword beams slashed together. With a loud bang, the woman's sword energy was directly shattered by Fang Jian's sword energy, but Fang Jian's sword energy was also shattered by the woman's second sword energy.
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