Chapter 389: Hand Knife

Ling Tian saw that Fang Feiyang had a posture of preferring to be a broken jade, and the "Broken Love" Immortal Sword bloomed with a side-catching momentum, but in the next second, Fang Feiyang suddenly put away the "Broken Love" Immortal Sword.

This was not only unexpected by him, but also by the disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect who were present.

Is this guy bluffing? It doesn't seem like his style!

Besides, could it be that he just watched his spirit pet being taken away?

Or was he actually afraid of the majesty of the Sand City Sanctuary in his heart, so he retreated?

Or did he have other plans?

Ling Tian couldn't guess Fang Feiyang's thoughts for a while, so he could only subconsciously ask, "What's the matter, are you afraid?"

"Joke!" Fang Feiyang scoffed: "I just don't want to bully you by relying on the advantage of weapons, just a "red dust fetter", I can break it empty-handed!"

This seems to be very domineering, but it seems unconvincing to say such a thing when you have eaten it once before.

Sure enough, a sneer appeared on Ling Tian's face: "Break the 'Red Dust Bond' with your empty hands?

Fang Feiyang was waiting for his words, and immediately sneered: "You don't believe it, do you? Let's make a bet!"

"What bet?"

"Just bet that I won't use any weapons and magic weapons to break this red dust bond with one blow!" Fang Feiyang said without thinking, and even added another condition - only one move.

Hearing this, Ling Tian laughed instead of being angry.

He knew the power of this "Red Dust Bond", and even if he made his own move, he wouldn't dare to say such a big thing. And Fang Feiyang actually promised not to apply any weapon magic weapon. And with just one move. What is this not idiot?

So Ling Tian didn't have to think about it at all, and immediately agreed: "Okay, I'm betting with you, what's the bet?"

"I lost, you take my spirit pet away, and I took the initiative to cut off the contractual connection with it. I won, Hongchen is mine!" Fang Feiyang's conditions were very simple and fair.

Ling Tian agreed almost without thinking. This hydra was originally his inevitable thing, and he was worried about being criticized by other sects, but now it's good that the opponent actually took the initiative to send it to the door.

As for the question of what to do if he lost, he hadn't thought about it at all, because he didn't believe that Fang Feiyang had such strength at all.

"Okay, since you're so confident in yourself, I'll wait and see!" Ling Tian sneered and took two steps back, signaling that he would never interfere, but the contemptuous smile on his face showed his true thoughts.

Fang Feiyang took a deep breath. A hand was stretched out and held high above his head. The edge of his palm is like a knife, faintly exuding a domineering spirit.

At least from the point of view of appearance, this starting style can be scored full marks.

Just when everyone's eyes were focused on his hand knife, Fang Feiyang secretly glanced at the pear falling fairy not far away.

Ever since the Heavenly Dao Lord retreated, Fairy Liluo had been standing quietly aside, without communicating with anyone.

On the surface, she looked like a bright and beautiful woman in her twenties, standing in the middle of a group of disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, and no one who didn't know would associate her with the "God of Killing" who once dominated the world.

It was also because Ling Tian and the others were late, and they didn't see the scene of the Pear Falling Fairy confronting the Heavenly Dao Lord, otherwise he wouldn't dare to be so arrogant in front of Fang Feiyang if he had the courage to borrow him.

At the same time that Fang Feiyang looked at the pear falling fairy, the pear falling fairy also happened to look at him, and the moment the eyes of the two intertwined in the air, the pear falling fairy smiled at Fang Feiyang.

Fang Feiyang suddenly had a bottom in his heart.

"Look at it!" Fang Feiyang shouted, and the knife in his hand instantly slashed down.

didn't use any blade magic weapons, no gorgeous moves, not even soul power fluctuations, in the eyes of the audience, Fang Feiyang just made a downward splitting action, just like singing on the stage, purely for show.

However, only Fang Feiyang noticed with his own afterglow that the right hand of the Pear Falling Fairy behind his back also made a downward splitting action at the same time, and a white light flashed and disappeared.

It's just that everyone's eyes are focused on Fang Feiyang, and Pear Falling Fairy deliberately covered it with her body, so no one else except Fang Feiyang noticed her movements.

Ling Tian almost didn't laugh, as an elder of the Shacheng Holy Hall, Ling Tian's vision was naturally good, and the moment Fang Feiyang made a move, he could see that Fang Feiyang was just bluffing.

He was even ready to watch Fang Feiyang make a fool of himself, and then mock fiercely.

However, after this knife was slashed, he suddenly heard a "ding" sound in his ears, and then he saw a clear crack suddenly appear on the "red dust bond".

Ling Tian could hardly believe his eyes, the "Red Dust Bond" that he had high hopes for was cracked like this?

He looked at Fang Feiyang in disbelief, and the latter shrugged his shoulders at him, revealing a meaningful expression.

He blinked vigorously, and even gently patted his head twice with his hand, trying to wake himself up, but when he looked at the "Red Dust Bond" again, he found that the cracks on it were expanding, spreading in all directions like cobwebs.

The next moment, under everyone's gaze, Beanzi roared and broke free from the predicament.

The original cute image was transformed into the image of the brutal ancient hydra, and on his shoulder, the ninth head was growing slowly but firmly.

The fetters of red dust that had originally trapped them first shattered into red sand in the sky, and then, under the guidance of some mysterious power, turned into three ropes gathered by sand and dust, lying on the ground like three ugly dead snakes.

Douzi let out an angry roar at Ling Tian, but instead of attacking, he turned into a white light and flew into Fang Feiyang's small world of eyebrows.

It's not that he's timid, but the growth of the ninth head is in the most critical period, which directly affects whether the bean can evolve to a complete body and the ability after evolution, so you can't be careless.

In Fang Fei's small world of holy cards, with the most abundant aura and an environment that is not disturbed by others, it is his most ideal evolution space.

When the ninth head is fully grown, that is the moment when the hydra Xiangliu really comes out of the mountain.

At this moment, Ling Tian and the three Shacheng Saint Hall disciples behind him all had ugly faces as if they had died of their father's mother, but on the side of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, a burst of noise suddenly erupted.

Although almost everyone was injured, all the disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect still cheered indulgently at this moment, and even some of the elders who were old and serious and even the elders of the Taishang Dynasty had a smile on their faces and waved their fists fiercely.

This kind of face slap is so relieving!(To be continued......)