The devil is in the way, the little saint of the sky, is it really impossible to defeat the pure land with one person?

The second day of arriving at the Pure Land, that is, the first day that Fang Xing began this challenging road, from morning to night, Fang Xing fought with at least more than 30 Pure Land masters, the opponent's strength is getting higher and higher, his mind is becoming more and more meticulous, and the fighting process is becoming more and more difficult, but he is as always, calmly responding, fighting again and again, a fierce nature gradually spreads, more than 30 people in a row do not see the slightest decline, the whole person seems more and more calm, but the ferocity on the body is getting higher and higher, and there is a trend of getting stronger and stronger. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Boom! Boom!

In the void, dozens of figures have rushed up, all of them are masters, staring at Fang Xing, but Fang Xing seems to be blind, his eyes are just looking at his opponent, there is already a person in front of him, it is the strong man of the Black Rock Clan of the Pure Land, three hundred years old, the emperor infant has never cultivated supernatural powers, only cultivated a strong body, the strength is indescribable, almost can tear the void with his bare hands, at this time he is also making a temperament, roaring in the sky, biting the tip of his tongue, urging the secret technique, and swinging out three earth-shattering punches in a row.

For a time, the stars were dark, the wind gathered and the clouds dispersed, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the Milky Way hung upside down.

But in the face of these three punches, Fang Xing's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he didn't dodge or dodge, but also rushed forward, the demon body shook, and the almost boundless terrifying power was raised, stepping on the void, waving his six arms, and also striking out three punches.

Bang!

There seemed to be three thunderstorms between heaven and earth, which shook the onlookers and all the cultivators.

When the first punch collided, the ancient clan powerhouse showed a look of surprise on his face, and his eyes were shocked.

When the second punch collided, his face was blue and his arms trembled.

On the third punch, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string.

However, although the man was repulsed, he tried his best and yelled three times: "Good, good, good, good, what a devil......"

"Adversary, I'll fight you!"

As soon as the opponent was shot down, a roar sounded in the oblique time, and as soon as Fang Xing's body turned, he saw that thirty zhang away, countless terrifying eyes suddenly lit up, and in each eye, there was a hidden divine light, which bloomed together, and it emitted a dizzying light, like an endless trap, to completely tear the human soul into the abyss, and never be able to transcend.

"It's the Baimu clan who made a move!"

Some monks whispered to themselves, excited.

But he saw the great patriarch of the Baimu clan, and when Fang Xing was not paying attention, he directly used his magical power to attract him to see.

It's still not a siege, but it's a big deal.

In the blink of an eye, he was already intimidated by the divine light of the Hundred Eyes Clan, and it was extremely difficult to turn over.

It's a pity that Fang Xing's divine sense is far stronger than others expected, in his eyes, there is only a slight confusion, and he looks at it with a sharp look, completely cleaned up, and then in the next moment, the vertical eye above his three-headed and six-armed demon appearance suddenly opened, and the misty light bloomed, like a wall, completely bounced back the endless divine light in front of him......

"Demon, demon, demon!"

The master of the Hundred Eyes Clan was taken aback a lot, and he fell into the magic power he had exerted, his face was frightened, and he screamed repeatedly.

"Humph!"

Fang Xing took the opportunity to step out in one step, came to him, grabbed the collar and lifted it up, the killing was originally full of killing intent, and he wanted to get rid of it casually, but before he started, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly laughed "sneered", and scolded "Fuck your uncle!" Throwing him into the air, and then kicking him in the ass, kicking this master into the air.

Then he turned around, glanced at the cultivators around him, and sneered: "Is the Pure Land really a heroless?"

"Presumptuous!"

I don't know how many people have been angered by this sentence, and they are full of anger, and they are about to pounce on them one by one.

"Let me come first!"

Far away, an angry roar came, and then I saw that the crowd in front of me were all avoided, let go of the place, and looked at it, and saw a big mountain directly, and it flew over with a bang, and glanced down, only to see a thin man like a monkey, who actually carried a mountain directly, but it was used as a weapon, exhaled and opened the sound, and threw it over a hundred zhang away.

"Too weak!"

Fang Xing looked back and saw a sneer, pinched the mountain recipe in his hand, and wiped it into the air.

Boom, a void trembled, and the flying mountain directly crashed back, castrating more urgently than coming.

"Oh my god......"

The skinny monkey was startled and ran away.

"Another ...... defeated"

The monks around were speechless, thinking to themselves that this is the one who is here to fight the demon?

It's just here to embarrass people, right?

"The nine sons of the Insatiable Mountain, come to ask for advice!"

In the crowd, there was finally a loud shout, but I saw nine figures stepping into the air, their bodies were like immortals, occupying nine directions, and the qi on their bodies were connected, forming an invisible net, and even the power of the surrounding mountains and rivers was attracted and turned into an invisible force, each holding a long sword in his hand, pointing at Fang Xing from afar, trapping him in the middle.

"Nine people?"

Fang Xing didn't rush to make a move, his expression seemed to be smiling, and he glanced at the nine of them.

The nine people knew what he was thinking, sneered, and said, "In the face of one person, we are nine people together!"

Another interface: "In the face of thousands of troops, the nine of us are also on the same page!"

After saying that, he shouted at the same time: "Please advise!"

After saying this, without waiting for Fang Xing to react, the nine people glanced at each other, and suddenly rushed over together, and their bodies turned into nine streamers, intertwined and flew, and suddenly a large array was triggered, with stacks of astonishing waves, rolling straight towards Fang Xing, within a radius of thousands of zhang, every inch was covered with a chilling sword qi, making people unavoidable and unstoppable.

Fang Xing raised his forehead and sighed: "I've never seen such shameless!"

He was not afraid, he laughed viciously, and pressed his big hand into the air.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

With the press of his palm, I don't know how many white beads were scattered into the air at the same time, each bead changed in the air, and suddenly turned into a demon beast one by one, the power was terrifying to the extreme, and the number was even denser to occupy the endless void, directly tearing the dense sword qi in the air, and surrounding the nine sons of the Insatiable Mountain in the middle......

"You...... What are you doing here?"

The first disciple in the Nine Sons of the Insatiable Mountain screamed in terror.

Fang Xing waved his hand helplessly and said, "Aren't you going to fight thousands of troops, then I'll give you this opportunity!"

Roar!

All the demon beasts rushed forward at the same time, surrounded the nine sons of the Insatiable Mountain, and beat them fiercely, screaming again and again......

"Is there anyone else who is going to come for advice today?"

After cleaning up the nine sons of the Insatiable Mountain, Fang Xing turned around and looked at the cultivators gathered around him.

Rumble!

Meeting his gaze, everyone subconsciously took a few steps back, their faces frightened and fearful.

Now the sun has set in the west, twilight has fallen, and the day has passed.

And Fang Xing had already fought more than 30 masters in a row, but his face did not change, and he was not injured.

The record of this day can be said to be a complete victory.

No one dares to make any more moves, after all, so many lessons from the past are in front of us.

Even if they have found out that Fang Xing did not kill on this day, they can all win, then they dare not make a move.

After all, even if you can't lose your life, it's not good to lose too ugly in front of so many people.

It's like the nine sons of the Insatiable Mountain, who are still shouting for help in the demon beast group!

Shame on me and throw it at my grandmother's house!

"Hehe, if there is no one to teach, then today will be the end of it, tomorrow should be in Wushuang City, right?"

Fang Xing didn't ask, he said with a low smile, and waved his hand lazily.

The demon beasts in the sky all turned into relics and flew back into his sleeves, and the void was cleared.

The nine sons of the Insatiable Mountain, who were surrounded by demon beasts, were embarrassed one by one, and walked away with their swords, but there were no casualties.

And looking at the invincible momentum, Fang Xing, who returned to the palace, no one around dared to stop him.

Today's defeat has appeared, and no one in the field dares to challenge him anymore.

"Why did you lose so badly today, my Pure Land really has no one to defeat him?"

"The real masters, either waiting, or haven't come yet, ordinary people, who can be the opponent of this devil!"

Some people lamented it and talked about it.

Some people also said hatefully: "That demon is simply humiliating the Pure Land, he uses a magical power similar to the other party to deal with everyone, which shows that he has not done his best at all, does he really think that he can defeat the Pure Land by himself?"

When the cultivators heard this, they recalled the process of today's battle, and they were all speechless.

"Hehe, defeat the sword with a sword, hit a mountain with a mountain, and hit the flesh with a strange force...... In the end, you also fought a few cheeky ones, Tongtian, Tongtian, what do you think? You can't really want to defeat the Pure Land by yourself, right?" And when all the cultivators were suspicious, in the cave mansion on the peak, the little god king of Aogu and the four princes of Canglan Sea and others were also waiting for him, and asked with strange expressions one by one.

At the end of the day, people with a little insight have already discovered the pattern of his shots, and the shock in their hearts is simply indescribable, on the first day of Fang Xing, he defeated more than 30 opponents in a row, and almost none of them were the same method......

If you use a sword, then I will fight with a sword!

You are strong in the flesh, then I will fight with you to see who is stronger!

If you have magical powers, then I will naturally have all kinds of magical powers waiting for you!

This method, apart from humiliating the Pure Land cultivators, does not do any good at all.

The Four Princes of Canglan Sea asked more directly: "In your battle, some people think that you are to save your life, some people think that you are to let go, and some people think that you want to ask the gods for merit, defeat the Pure Land, and show your loyalty, but what is your real purpose?"

"Actually, they're right!"

Fang Xing's body has always been in the palace, and he has never gone out at all, listening to the questions of the four princes of Canglanhai, he just smiled softly, shook his head, his eyes looked a little deep, and after a while, he said: "But it's not all ......right" (to be continued.) )