Chapter Twenty-Three: Meet Long Yan Again [Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation]

"You ...... Let's go to ?!! ”

Ling Tianhou and Jian Chen's master and apprentice glanced at each other, and they both saw the fire of anger in each other's eyes.

What a stinking little ghost!

In this year, even a little kid a few years old has been arrogant to the sky!

Fang Sheng must be taught a lesson, so that he can realize the cruelty of the Immortal Cultivation Realm!

"Dusty ......"

Ling Tianhou glanced deeply at the eldest apprentice Jian Chen, and his majestic face showed a touch of seriousness.

"Understood, Master!"

Jian Chen nodded knowingly, his eyes gradually sharpened, and the whole person was as sharp as a sharp sword, he stared at Fang Sheng with a wooden face: "It seems that I can't keep a low profile anymore, little ghost, just let you taste my sword dust's famous stunt...... Yes! ”

"Bang!"

Fang Sheng took the lead in throwing out a punch, directly interrupting Jian Chen's gorgeous speech and beating him into the air.

"You're so long-winded, you said it's almost lunchtime!"

He raised his eyebrows, a look of impatience appeared on his face, and he stared at the last Ling Tianhou: "Old man, do you have any tricks to use as soon as possible, I still have to go to dinner!" ”

"Damn imp!"

Ling Tianhou gritted his teeth in anger, but in an instant, all of his ten proud disciples were defeated, and they all disappeared after being beaten, and this hidden strength shocked him very much.

It seems that only he, the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect, has personally taken action!

"Hoo ......"

Ling Tianhou let out a long breath, a touch of essence appeared in his deep eyes, he was angry and relaxed, his majestic spiritual power began to surge, and the Yuan Infant in his body shone like a golden Buddha!

The strength of the Yuanying power began to explode!

"The Mystery of the Heavenly Sword - Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!!"

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

The moment the words came out, Ling Tianhou's whole body bloomed with brilliant golden light, and one hundred and eight thousand sharp swords appeared above his head, and they were running at a bullet-like high speed, and the fierce sword qi seemed to be about to split this piece of heaven and earth.

"Broken!"

With Ling Tianhou's angry shout, one hundred and eight thousand swords turned into a supreme sword waterfall, and the mighty soup rushed towards Fang Sheng!

"Wow, what an exaggerated immortal~"

Fang Sheng was a little dazzled by the rotten sword waterfall, he opened his mouth wide in surprise, and at the same time, a brilliant golden flame gradually ignited on his fist, and he blasted towards the oncoming sword waterfall with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers!

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”

The 108,000 swords were all shattered in an instant, and the golden fist pierced through the heavens and the earth, hitting Ling Tianhou like a beast.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the entire Shu Mountain almost collapsed.

"Ah......h

Ling Tianhou's whole body was cracked, blood was soaring, and his body flew out uncontrollably, his eyes were soaked with fear, his old face was full of shock, and in the blink of an eye, he was beaten millions of meters away, and completely disappeared in the sky above Shu Mountain.

No way!

How could this imp be so strong......

This was Ling Tianhou's last thought.

"OK, solved!"

In just a few seconds, a Yuan Ying powerhouse, including its ten elite disciples, was all beaten by Fang Sheng, he didn't have any thrill of victory, he only felt bored.

This may be the legendary invincible loneliness.

It's boring!

It's better to go and chat with my sister.

But the senior sister is not there......

Fang Sheng was a little depressed, it was really boring to stay alone in Shushan.

By the way, today is the weekend, and the supermarket is on sale!

Fang Sheng thought of the point, and his eyes were red with excitement.

Before Master and Senior Sister came back, I secretly went down the mountain to shop and buy a few packets of half-price potato chips!

Life suddenly shines again!

Fang Sheng stepped into the sky, drove the colorful auspicious clouds, and went down the mountain to go shopping.

He lay comfortably on the soft clouds, flying at great speed under the clear sky, calculating how to buy the most potato chips for the least amount of money.

In less than a minute, he flew to a small city in the west of Shushan, and used his divine sense to take the lead in locking down the largest luxury supermarket in the city.

It's here!

Fang Sheng's eyes lit up, stroked his hair, and stood up from the clouds, ready to descend to the door of the supermarket.

"That's ...... Devil! ”

He had just landed on the branch of a maple tree and happened to see a fierce battle going on at an intersection 800 meters east of the supermarket.

A young human monk is fighting a bloody battle with a third-level demon!

The pedestrians around have long been scared away, and even the endless flow of vehicles has disappeared, and the originally crowded intersection is empty at the moment, leaving only one person and one demon fighting to the death.

This third-level demon was a toad essence, its brownish-yellow body was covered with pimples, and black thick water flowed from it, emitting a pungent rancid stench, making the space within a radius of 100 meters waft with gray poisonous gas.

The toad essence has a venom gland in its body, and the poison gas that spews out is very toxic, and ordinary people will immediately go into shock and even die when they smell it.

Even if the monk inhales a little poisonous gas, he will be dizzy and hallucinate in front of his eyes, which will greatly weaken his combat power.

On the opposite side, it was a heroic short-haired girl, holding a slender Tang knife, and her black power suit outlined her bumpy figure, full of youthful vitality.

Her little face was cold, and she temporarily held her breath with the turtle breath technique, and it was difficult to fight the toad essence.

"What a coincidence, it's her again!"

Fang Sheng couldn't help but be stunned, the short-haired girl in front of him was the young Qi Refining Cultivator he had saved from a wolf demon with a piece of potato chips.

I haven't seen her for a few months, and the girl who was perfect in refining qi at that time has now advanced to the foundation building realm, and her mana is endless, more than ten times stronger than before!

However, she was facing a third-level demon at this time, comparable to a monk in the late stage of foundation building!

It's very difficult to win!

Fang Sheng's eyes were not shocked, and he calmly sat down on the branches and leaves of the maple tree, his fingers pinched a cyan maple leaf, and he couldn't take his eyes off the battle situation of the two, ready to make a move at any time.

"Haha, human monk, you can't do it, let my venom melt you completely!"

The toad spirit laughed, opened its mouth and spewed out a jet black venom, speeding away towards the girl.

"Humph!"

Long Yan snorted coldly, her delicate face was not half afraid, her eyes were surging with determination, and she quickly bit her fingers, smearing blood on the blade of the knife, and at the same time silently reciting the incantation.

"Kill all the demons in the world, burn, Red Lotus Blade!"

Rumble!

The pitch-black long knife suddenly ignited a red flame, as if it came from the fire of the red lotus in hell, and the terrifying heat swept all around, completely evaporating the moisture in the surrounding air.

"Ah...... Die, demon! ”

Long Yan roared wildly, slashed out the venom with one sword, and desperately killed the toad spirit, she injected all the spiritual power in her body into the Tang knife, ready to use this knife to fight the victory.

"Bang!"

The flaming Tang knife cut through the void and directly cut the toad essence in two.

"Whew~ It's over."

This knife exhausted all of Long Yan's strength, and she collapsed to the ground in exhaustion, breathing heavily.

Leapfrogging and killing third-level demons is a proud achievement.

Long Yan stared at the corpse of the toad spirit in front of him, and a relieved smile appeared on his cheeks.

"Whoosh-"

At this moment, a black shadow emerged from the void, and the cold long sword poked out like a poisonous snake, piercing the back of Long Yan's head......