Chapter 261 Shock

Fang Zhixing asked hurriedly: "May I ask, Chief, swords have no eyes, will today's competition stop at a certain point?"

"Of course not.

Ji Xiangjun shook his head directly, "I heard that your demon form is bloodthirsty and the more you kill, the stronger you become, so you can do whatever you want, just kill and don't bury."

Fang Zhixing understood, with a slightly complicated expression.

Ji Xiangjun just wanted to test his background, so he let the ten major sects gather here and fight in public.

This is the authority of the superior!

The people at the bottom have no choice but to let them play with them.

Fan Zhenglun, who was standing aside, was full of sorrow, and couldn't help but whispered: "Try to restrain yourself, try not to kill if you can, there is no need to make enemies with others for this matter."

"Understood. "

Fang Zhixing nodded. As long as the enemy did not show his killing intention, he would not kill people indiscriminately.

Of course!

If Ji Xiangjun manipulated the situation secretly and forced the masters of the eight sects to kill him, then he would have no choice.

Time passed quickly.

It was almost noon before he knew it.

Fan Zhenglun brought Fang Zhixing to the martial arts field.

In an instant, countless eyes on the viewing platform were cast at the same time, all falling on Fang Zhixing.

The buzzing sound of discussion sounded immediately, like rain hitting banana leaves, endless.

"Look, he is the Fang Zhixing, right?"

"So young!"

"Is it true? He killed You Buchou and Gong Xixiong?"

"Humph, that's it. I thought he had three heads and six arms. I really don't know how Gong Xixiong died in his hands."

"Good guy, this kid is too arrogant. He actually tried to challenge the other eight sects on his own. Does he really think they are vegetarians? "

"He killed You Buchou and Gong Xixiong in succession. He must have been so proud of himself that he felt there were no heroes in the world."

...

Amidst the uproar, Fan Zhenglun stepped out and pressed his hand.

The viewing platform quickly quieted down.

"Welcome everyone..."

Fan Zhenglun first said a long string of polite words, and then introduced the distinguished guests by name.

Ji Xiangjun was of the most distinguished status, needless to say.

The Luo family came from Luo Keji and Dong Minzhu.

The Lu family came from Lu Xuanxi.

A young lady came from the Rong family, and a young man came from the Fei family.

Then came Guan Zhaohua, the leader of the Feihuang Sect, and Zhongli Wanfeng, the leader of the Yunshui Sect...

One after another, the powerful and famous people, the heroes of the world, came here today, all gathered here, the scene was luxurious and grand, beyond imagination.

Fan Zhenglun introduced them all in one breath, and then announced: "It's getting late, please invite Fang Zhixing to come on stage. "

Fang Zhixing's figure flashed and appeared in the middle of the martial arts arena.

Fan Zhenglun smiled and said, "Everyone, Fang Keqing is making friends with martial arts today. Anyone can challenge him. No matter who is better, it will be a matter of life and death. Of course, I advise those below the Ninth Bull Realm not to join in the fun."

As soon as the voice fell!

On the viewing platform, a figure suddenly flew up and landed in front of Fang Zhixing with a chic move.

Fang Zhixing glanced at the other party, a middle-aged man with a big beard, a big and strong man, and his chest was exposed.

There was a hideous scar on the man's neck and shoulder.

The middle-aged strong man coughed dryly, raised his chin, with a proud expression on his face, clasped his hands, and said loudly: "I am Yin Chugong of the 'Zheyan Gate'. "

Fang Zhixing was startled at first, and then realized that this person was not from the eight major sects.

Zheyan Sect seemed to be a second-rate sect with shallow foundation and was not qualified to be ranked among the top ten sects.

But it was obvious that Yin Chugong couldn't wait to show his face, perhaps to make a name for himself.

Fang Zhixing didn't care what he wanted to do. Since he had the courage to go on stage, he could only fight.

"Please!"

Fang Zhixing didn't say any extra nonsense, and his burly body suddenly swelled up.

Seeing this, Yin Chugong didn't dare to be careless, took a deep breath, and his whole body swelled up rapidly.

His back squirmed, and his two shoulder blades bulged high and extended to the sky.

A moment later, Yin Chugong's body grew to more than three meters high, not particularly huge.

However, a pair of feathered flesh wings grew on his back, which were more than five meters long and unusually wide.

The edge of the flesh wing was as sharp as a long sword, with a cold metal glow

Puff ~

Yin Chugong quickly flapped his wings, soared into the sky, and flew into the sky.

The martial arts arena was open-air, without a dome.

Yin Chugong could fly freely, and he circled excitedly, passing over the heads of the people in the viewing platform, causing everyone to cheer and shout.

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows slightly, not expecting that the first opponent could fly.

I still remember the hunchback ghost knife Xin Zhanhong, who met a flying bat girl and couldn't do anything to her, and was so depressed.

"Is this guy here to make things difficult for me? "

Fang Zhixing sneered, and his body suddenly grew to ten meters tall, with ten blood-colored tentacles rising behind him.

Each blood-colored tentacle was twelve meters long and as thick as a giant python. It danced gently, shaking the air and deforming it.

The pressure exuded by Fang Zhixing in this demon form was incomparable, making people tremble with fear.

In this situation, everyone looked at it sideways.

Yin Chugong stopped suddenly and hung above Fang Zhixing's head.

He stared at the ten blood-colored tentacles with wide eyes, and his brows twisted into a knot. The feathers on his feathery face became messy.

"Strike first, take my "Yan Fan"! "

Yin Chugong fell down and dived towards Fang Zhixing. His two fleshy wings were like swords, cutting open the air and drawing out two fans of sword energy visible to the naked eye.

"cut!"

Yin Chugong didn't hold anything back, his sword energy burst out, overwhelmingly covering the sky and the earth.

Fang Zhixing's eyes were contemptuous, and he had already seen through Yin Chugong's true nature. He was only in the middle stage of the Nine Bull Realm.

He raised a bloody tentacle and swung it towards the void, shaking!

Bang!

The air suddenly became turbulent, as if it was an earth-shattering shock.

The terrifying Tianluo explosive force spurted out, stirring the air, condensing into a hurricane, soaring straight into the sky, as if it was overturning the river and the sea.

The fan sword energy collapsed instantly.

The hurricane was unstoppable and hit the birdman Yin Chugong head-on.

"Ah this!"

Yin Chugong was shocked and turned around suddenly, trying to escape from the hurricane.

Unfortunately, the hurricane was too fast, too fierce, and too strong!

His whole body was swept and swallowed by the hurricane.

In the blink of an eye, his two fleshy wings were torn apart, and his whole body burst open.

Peng~

Blood rain fell all over the sky, rising one after another, staining the ground red.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Fang Zhixing stood in the rain of blood without even moving his steps.

The whole place fell silent.

You can hear a pin drop!

Then, a huge uproar broke out!

"Damn it, kill instantly!"

"Yin Chugong is not weak, right? Why is he so vulnerable?"

"Fang Zhixing is too strong and deserves his reputation. No wonder Gong Xixiong fell into his hands!"

"This guy is amazing, it's really not easy!"

…

The auditorium was filled with excitement, and everyone was ignited with shock.

"Yeah, not bad."

Ji Xiangjun sat leisurely in the stands, looking satisfied with the result of the first competition.

"snort……"

Luo Keji narrowed his eyes slightly, and the expression on his face was slightly stiff.

Dong Minzhu's breath was stagnant and he exclaimed: "Is this person really Fang Zhixing? How did he become so strong in just ten years?"

Lu Xuanxi's eyes widened, his brows furrowed, his face full of disbelief.

The last time he saw Fang Zhixing, he could only transform into a demon with six bloody tentacles.

In just a few days, six items have turned into ten!

"Is he hiding his strength, or has he made a breakthrough recently?"

Lu Xuanxi licked his tongue and marveled.

"Hahaha~"

Fan Zhenglun was overjoyed and announced loudly: "Yin Chugong is defeated, then Zhixing wins! Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"

Seeing that Fang Zhixing was so powerful and killed Yin Chugong instantly with one blow, how could anyone else dare to step forward?

From this moment on, this stage does not belong to these miscellaneous fishes.

While people from the small sects were playing, only the masters from the ten sects were qualified to compete with Fang Zhixing.

At this moment, Feihuang Sect, Yunshui Sect and other sects looked at each other and showed humility.

As a result, Mo Jian Sect did its job and a swordsman in black walked out.

This man looked to be in his forties, with a tall figure and sharp features.

Pointing his toes, he landed on the martial arts stage and directly announced his family name: "Mo Jian Sect, Duan Shiye."

As soon as the name was announced, the auditorium boiled again and burst into enthusiastic cheers.

Fang Zhixing took a closer look and saw that Duan Shiye had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyebrows flew into his temples at an angle, and his temperament was cool and unrestrained, which fit everyone's imagination of a swordsman.

Fan Zhenglun mentioned this person before, saying that Duan Shiye was a swordsman genius who became famous at a young age and had superb swordsmanship. He challenged masters from all walks of life without ever losing.

However, ever since he entered the Nine Bull Realm, for some unknown reason, he suddenly kept a low profile and rarely showed his sword power in front of others.

Some rumors say that he was trapped by love, but others say that he was defeated by another swordsman and had inner demons, which later became dormant.

Duan Shiye put his left hand behind his back and stretched his right arm, holding a dark green bamboo sword in his hand.

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but take another look at the dark green bamboo sword. It had a strange shape. At first glance, it looked like a writing brush.

Duan Shiye's face was expressionless, with a hint of arrogance between his brows.

He said calmly: "Fang Keqing, do you mind if I use a level four sword to spar with you?"

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "As you wish, can you introduce your sword to open Fang's horizons?"

Duan Shiye said bluntly: "This sword is called 'Liu Mo'."

Cherish words like gold and never say another word.

After hearing this, Fang Zhixing chuckled and said, "Okay, then I'll be brave enough to try the edge of the Liumo Sword."

"please!"

Duan Shiye stood on his tiptoes and flew into the air, his clothes fluttering, as if he had come out of the dust.

Hearing a clanging sword sound, the Liumo Sword was immediately unsheathed.

All of a sudden, gurgling~

It seemed like a large amount of ink was spurting out from the scabbard.

Duan Shiye held the hilt of the sword, but the sword body was missing.

The blade of the sword was like a ball of flying ink, which was extremely magical.

Fang Zhixing's pupils shrank, he had never seen such a weird demon form.

The next second, Duan Shiye raised the hilt of his sword high, and all the ink flew to the top of his head, condensing into a thirty-meter-long black sword.

"Slash with ink!"

Duan Shiye slashed with his pen, and the black sword fell down immediately.

Fang Zhixing swung his bloody tentacles violently and was shocked.

Bang!

The violent air surged out and met the black sword.

The next moment, the black sword collapsed and dispersed, turning into drops of ink, passing through the hurricane and pouring down.

Fang Zhixing's eyes widened slightly, and he found that the ink drops changed rapidly and turned into long swords again, which were about one meter long, with a total of thirty-six swords, falling from the sky, unstoppable.

"Ink..."

Fang Zhixing was thoughtful, and suddenly, ten blood-colored tentacles vibrated together.

"Explosive skill·Ten-direction Explosive Killing!"

This is a new skill awakened after Tianluo Huaxue Gong was upgraded to the fourth level of Huayao.

[Ten-direction Explosive Killing: Any target within the extension range of the tentacles will be subjected to a 360-degree, no-dead-angle, destructive attack. ]

At this moment, the air above Fang Zhixing's head shook violently, and endless ripples appeared.

Thirty-six long swords were stretched, compressed, twisted, and exploded one by one!

The terrifying explosive killing force swept across the sky, carrying all the ink and rolling back.

If the ink splashed by Duan Shiye wanted to fall on Fang Zhixing's drawing paper.

Then, he underestimated Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing's pan is a non-stick pan, and he even splashed the ink back into the pan.