Chapter 562: The Target
Suddenly, a stream of extremely cold and ice-like talisman true qi was released, this was not an ordinary talisman true qi, which implied an inch of thunder light, but all the sword qi that was close to it was under the shock of the thunder light, and they were all broken.
Fang Ling walked forward, his speed increased to the limit in an instant, and the sword qi that attacked around him was no longer a threat to him, and it was almost within half a foot, of course, it was also quite physically exhausting to urge the Nine Heavens Thunder Power in this way, so Fang Ling also had to fight quickly.
The thin-faced disciple originally saw that Fang Ling was trapped in the killing move, and he thought that the opponent's defeat was decided, but when he saw the fat-faced disciple perform the killing move of the hundred tigers, his confidence increased greatly, and he was already a little lax.
However, he never expected that Fang Ling's talisman true qi would be so strong, although the sword qi containing the twelve recultivation was scattered into ten thousand, but with the dense numerical advantage, it would never be easy for ordinary people to break through, but it was actually unable to break the opponent's talisman true qi, which was simply a sensational strange thing.
And in an instant, Fang Ling had already 'forced' closer, and the other True Transmission disciples were all taken aback, and immediately rushed from the surroundings again.
Seeing the young man "forced" into the land of three feet, the thin-faced disciple's heart trembled, not only because of the young man's unfathomable cultivation, but also because of his eyes, which were so deep and elusive that they seemed to be as deep as the back, and as vast as the sky and clouds, as if in his eyes, he was like a lamb to be slaughtered, and he only had the share of defeat.
The thin-faced disciple gritted his teeth violently, dispelling the cowardice that rose in his heart, but it was this stunned time, he suddenly found that Fang Ling's figure suddenly divided into several, and for a while he couldn't tell who was real and who was fake, at this moment, the fat-faced man shouted: "Senior Brother Lu, be careful behind your back!"
The thin-faced disciple instinctively turned around, and slashed towards Fang Ling behind him with all his strength, but this palm fell on the young man, and he realized that this was actually a phantom, and he secretly said in his heart.
It turned out that Fang Ling just circled around him at high speed, and his real body actually returned to the same place, but the fat-faced disciple did the opposite, and asked the thin-faced disciple to "expose" his back to him, and the ending can be imagined, Fang Ling pointed at the thin-faced disciple's back, paralyzed his body, and pushed him off the tall building.
The fat-faced disciple couldn't help but be annoyed and angry when he saw that he had helped, and he yelled and pounced, but he was Fang Ling's opponent alone, Fang Ling quickly turned around, and slashed with a few knives, cutting the tiger he released again into pieces, and "forced" it in front of him.
Although the remaining ten True Transmission disciples were all extremely fast, they were always a little slower, and by the time they pounced on Fang Ling's side, the fat-faced disciples had already been pushed off the tall building.
Witnessing the defeat of two more True Transmission disciples, the audience was silent, no one knew what words to use to describe the mood at this time, but the shock continued to drill into the body, into the mind, into the heart, how incredible, how incredible, but so real appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Ten people were besieged, the vigorous battle was detonated in an instant, Fang Ling's body was like a wing, he came and went freely, one person dealt with ten disciples, and did not fall behind at all, at this time, Fang Ling no longer left his hand, and between the waves of his hand, one after another devouring ghost qi floated away like a ghost.
Everyone didn't know what this black "color" breath was, and they were about to shake it away with a wave of their hand, but as soon as the towel came into contact with the black gas, they suddenly found that the qi of heaven and earth that had just been condensed on the towel seemed to be swallowed, and for a moment, the black qi slipped back to Fang Ling's right arm, and with a wave of his hand, the black qi came out again.
Where have everyone encountered such a strange thing, only to sacrifice a strong scream to disperse it, but the spirit devouring ghost qi is continuously released, and along with the ghost qi, there are also strong swords, each swords imply nine days of thunder, if it is a hard connection, the strength is slightly weak, the arm will be slightly numb.
Of course, everyone would not suspect that Fang Ling was casting any evil spells, after all, there were many spells in the world, and such rare and strange ones were not unique to the evil sect, not to mention that the Moon Moon Sect was a large sect, and all the various spells in its sect were also all-encompassing, even if there were unheard of spells, it was normal.
Not to mention the shock in the hearts of the onlookers, how could it not be the case with the disciples of the True Transmission? And this kind of shock became stronger and stronger as the battle continued.
Of course, Fang Ling was definitely not easy, he used all his strength, and at the same time analyzed the "sex" character of these disciples according to their attack methods, and found a suitable target for attack, and if he was not careful, his body would be hit by sword qi, and there would inevitably be a few wounds.
At the same time, it is also very exhausting to fight like this, and the continuous urging of the Nine Heavens Thunder Jin makes the physical fitness drop extremely quickly, and it is impossible for him to use the thunder method to kill the opponent in the competition, and the difficulty of paralyzing the opponent will increase a lot every time.
However, as he predicted, the cooperation between the True Transmission disciples was not tacit at all, Chang Cheng's killing move of one person against the killing move of another person created a lot of opportunities for Fang Ling, so, at a very small price, three more True Transmission disciples were shocked down one after another.
Witnessing the fierce battle in the field, Wen Xiangbei, one of the three chief managers, finally said: "Two senior brothers, it's not a good thing to fight like this, this young man is not only profound, but also quite powerful, and the cooperation of the true disciples is not tacit, and it is difficult for me to guess who wins and who loses, but no matter which side loses, it is not a good thing for this sect." ”
Shi Baizhang, one of the three chief managers, also agreed: "Senior Brother Wen is right, if the young man wins, I am afraid that people will laugh at the lack of strength of our Five Faction Alliance, so many true disciples will not even be able to win a single Mochizuki Sect member, if the young man is defeated, I am afraid that people will also laugh at our Five Faction Alliance for bullying more and less, and the victory will be disgraceful." ”
After speaking, both of them looked towards Wei Chifeng, one of the three chief managers, among the three, Wei Chifeng was the oldest and the most calm, he thought for a moment and said: "The two junior brothers are not unreasonable, speaking of which, this matter is also very simple, isn't it that the two people have their own words, and the two sides made a bet in order to prove themselves÷ in fact, in my opinion, the reputation of the Moon Moon Sect is still much better than that of the Yangchen Sect, this young man has excellent strength and excellent temperament, and he is not like a yin and evil person, but the eyes of several people of the Yangchen Sect are 'dew' Evil spirit, not like my righteous people. ”
As soon as they heard this, the two of them knew what Wei Chifeng meant, and Wen Xiangbei suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Stop for me!"
His tiger roar rushed away like a stormy wave, everyone seemed to hear the bell ringing wildly, their eardrums were buzzing, and Fang Ling and the others who were fighting hard also stopped their movements.
Wen Xiangbei looked around and said with a loud smile: "Master Fang of the Moon Sect, your strength is obvious to all, you are young, not only is your cultivation profound, but your intelligence is also quite good, but if you continue to fight like this, you will inevitably lose both, but the old man believes that you must have the strength to break into the ghost domain city!"
Fang Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, to be honest, the strength of the True Transmission disciples was indeed a bit beyond imagination, and if they wanted to defeat them all in a state of competition, they would indeed have to pay a lot of price, but it was the chief manager of the Five Factions Alliance who was scheming, and what he said was that the atmosphere gave the two sides a step down, which saved a lot of trouble.
He smiled slightly, arched his hand and said: "Thank you for the trust of the Grand Administrator, you have also benefited a lot from rashly challenging the fellow Daoists of the Jianhemen, as one of the five factions of the Alliance, there are so many masters, no wonder the Five Factions Alliance can stand tall and not inferior to any of the major sects." ”
Seeing Fang Ling's graceful demeanor, smiling and talking like the wind, and not arrogant or arrogant, all the disciples couldn't help but have a little ashamed expression, after all, thinking back from the beginning to the present, in fact, everyone thought that the reason why the young man was arrogant was because he thought that he was going to challenge the top 50 masters of his own sect.
But now, after witnessing the amazing strength of the young man, everyone suddenly understood that people were not talking wildly, but just telling the truth, but everyone was a frog at the bottom of the well, and they spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Especially a few true disciples who played the true fire, their faces were also red, this fight was clearly to learn, from the battle to the present, he had never made any drastic means, and he had not even hit any disciple hard, he was just paralyzing the opponent with his skillful hands.
However, Fang Ling has a lot of suppression, and the comparison of the temperament of the two sides is obvious.
As a result, everyone not only had more understanding and admiration for this Mochizuki Sect's disciple.
Wang Zhenghan's face had changed greatly at this time, but Fang Ling would not give him any chance to retreat, he turned his head towards him and said loudly: "Brother Wang, now that I have proven my strength, everyone present can prove to me that I have the ability to break into the ghost domain city!"
Wang Zhenghan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot at this time, and he and his two junior disciples accidentally discovered the matter of measuring the heavenly mirror, so naturally he didn't tell anyone else, so after returning from the ghost domain, of course he didn't tell Pei Xinfeng about it, and was ready to swallow it privately, after all, the ability of this thing is too strong, and it can be disguised as anyone who has been seen in the mirror.
But the revenge of Fang Ling's revenge could not be avenged, so he told the matter of the Tianjing Spirit Fox and asked Pei Xinfeng to help.
However, now it backfires, it is clear that nine out of ten can bully this young man and make him obediently submit, but who knows that things have evolved into this situation, and now Jianhe Gate is pointing the finger at himself up and down, he is really repentant, and Straight Fang Ling is a disaster star, I knew that I would not sit in front of the window, so that I would not see this kid.
Now that the wood is in place, once all the items in the storage ring are revealed, they will surely become the target of public criticism.
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