Chapter 301

"Cheap maid!"

The Miao-surname Jin Dan big man had a crimson jade ring appear in his hand, and shouted: "How dare you steal our Nanhuo Gate's supreme treasure... Go to hell!"

His magic power surged, and the late-stage Jin Dan magic power was frantically injected into the crimson jade ring.

Roar roar!

A giant tiger with hanging eyes and white forehead jumped out from the crimson jade ring. As soon as it opened its mouth, clusters of true fire appeared, sealing the surrounding void.

A golden light shield appeared in front of Fang Xing, blocking the thunder and flames, looking at the other Nanhuo Gate cultivators surrounding them speechlessly.

Obviously, they were also treated as key suspects.

"Boring... dull... speechless..."

Fang Xing sighed.

Previously, he saw that everyone had disguises, so he didn't care about the concealment of that late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Now it seems, he was pitted by the other party.

The key is...

Although the teleportation array was there, he didn't know how to start it.

Forcibly breaking through and starting the teleportation array also became an impossible option.

And just at this moment, he felt another cold divine sense sweep over!

"Nascent Soul divine sense?!"

Fang Xing's heart moved, knowing that his disguise technique might not be able to hide from cultivators of the same rank.

After all, he was just here to rush on the road, and didn't use the Nine Infants Pearl.

Even if he used it, this Nine Infants Pearl was only at the level of a magic treasure, and might not be of much use in the confrontation at the Nascent Soul level.

'No matter how I explain it at this time, it seems I will be treated as having bad intentions...'

'More importantly, why should I stay and prove my innocence?'

Fang Xing could already imagine the suspicion after the Nascent Soul Great Great Zhenjun arrived.

It was just like eating a few bowls of noodles, and then being forced to cut open the stomach to prove innocence.

But he was the kind of person who would dig out the eyeballs of the questioner and swallow them to let the questioner check for himself!

Therefore...

Boom!

Fang Xing no longer hid, and the surging magic power of the Nascent Soul stage surged out.

"What? Actually a Nascent Soul old monster?!"

Miaobisheng exclaimed, and then was swept by a golden palm, the whole person vomited blood and flew backward, hitting the wall heavily.

"I finally know how you got into a pile of trouble."

Fang Xing smiled lightly and flicked his finger.

Whoosh!

A golden sword light flashed, and the late-stage Jin Dan cultivator guarding the teleportation array immediately had blood overflowing from his mouth and nose, his magic treasure shattered, and he fainted on the spot.

Roar roar!

The giant tiger with hanging eyes and white forehead let out a sad cry and was split in two by a sword energy.

That Miao-surname Jin Dan real person exclaimed even more, seeing the entire bronze hall collapse instantly with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Following that...

A sword light soared into the sky.

Fang Xing stood proudly in mid-air, still grabbing a petite female cultivator in his hand.

It was exactly that female Jin Dan real person who was being hunted!

'This woman is the key to everything... making it difficult for me to rush on the road.'

'If it weren't for the tight time, I would really want to search her soul directly to see.'

His expression was solemn, turning into a sword light, and he left the range covered by the Nanli Island formation first.

At this time, the female cultivator caught by Fang Xing whispered with difficulty: "This... Senior... the junior has a big secret... please..."

Before this female Jin Dan cultivator finished speaking, Fang Xing saw a crimson rainbow flying from Nanli Island.

In the red light was a short and fat old man, with three hair buns tied, revealing a huge Maitreya belly.

At this time, that pair of eyes shooting essence looked at Fang Xing: "Fellow Daoist is really a stranger, I don't know where your immortal hometown is? The old man is 'Tiankun Shangren' of the Nanhuo Gate... What is your relationship with this woman?"

A flash of doubt flashed in Tiankun Shangren's eyes.

Although there are many Nascent Soul sects in the Hanhai Cultivation World, every Nascent Soul cultivator is a person with a name and surname.

Moreover, he knew all the Nascent Soul Great Zhenjuns active in the nearby sea area, and there was no such stranger fellow Daoist.

'Could it be... also coming for that thing?'

Tiankun Shangren thought of this, and secretly made a decision in his heart.

"There is no relationship at all, I was just preparing to go to the inner sea to break through, and as a result, I was implicated by this woman."

Fang Xing threw the female Jin Dan cultivator in front of Tiankun Shangren and prepared to leave.

"This fellow Daoist, wait..."

A smile appeared on Tiankun Shangren's face: "Since fellow Daoist is willing to use our sect's teleportation array, it is our sect's honor. Why not wait a moment... Let the old man decide personally, and after repairing the teleportation array, send fellow Daoist away immediately, how about it?"

"No need for that, I am unlucky when I go out this time... I have already prepared to return home." Fang Xing sighed.

Tiankun Shangren was anxious in his heart.

There was indeed a big secret in their Nanhuo Gate, involving some huge benefits.

This time, it was a trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain, and the strongest 'Huoyun Great Zhenjun' in the sect was attracted elsewhere.

In the sect, only he and another Canling Great Zhenjun were sitting in town.

As a result, he was taken advantage of by that female Jin Dan cultivator!

At this time, Tiankun Shangren couldn't help but be suspicious of Fang Xing.

It's just that between cultivators of the same level, it's not easy to tear their faces.

However, a divine sense transmission suddenly reached his ears, making his heart settle. A playful look appeared on Fang Xing's face: "No need to be polite, this woman was captured by me for you... I don't know if I can leave now?"

"Of course you can, please!"

Tiankun Shangren bowed and sent him off.

Fang Xing nodded with satisfaction, just about to turn around.

Suddenly!

Thirteen emerald green small needles appeared in the void at some point, as if they had suddenly emerged from the void, flying and stabbing!

Changes occurred at the elbow!

If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul Great Great Zhenjun, they would definitely be caught off guard, and even their dharma body would be severely damaged.

But the moment the emerald green flying needles appeared, a layer of 'Qingyang Cover' shrouded Fang Xing's body!

One by one, the emerald green flying needles struggled to pierce into the cyan light cover, and encountered clusters of ink-green 'Soul-Eating Demonic Fire'!

One of the emerald green flying needles suddenly became transparent, and then actually turned into ashes under the Soul-Eating Demonic Fire!

In the void, a muffled groan came, and then a green-skirted woman appeared.

Her temperament was ethereal, her appearance was stunning, and she carried a cold air.

At this time, she waved her plain hand, and twelve emerald green flying needles circled around her body, each spitting out emerald green light, looking at Fang Xing with full of fear, and the voice of opening her mouth was even more hoarse: "Demonic fire cultivator?!"

"Since you have cultivated demonic fire supernatural powers, you must have come for that thing, kill!"

Tiankun Shangren snorted coldly, and a pair of golden cymbals magic treasures appeared in his hands.

This pair of golden cymbals released golden light and thunder fire every time they hit, accompanied by sound wave attacks, and the momentum was terrifying.

Compared with this, Canling Great Zhenjun's flying needles were sinister and ruthless, making people hard to guard against.

These two were both Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators, and they had a great reputation in the nearby sea area.

Combined, ordinary Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators simply couldn't get any good.

Clang!

In the sound of the zither, a loud phoenix cry sounded, actually suppressing the sound of the golden cymbals.

Above Fang Xing's head, the Wanfa Nascent Soul appeared, holding the Qingyang Demonic Lamp in his hand, his fingers flicking continuously.

Poof poof poof!

Clusters of ink-green Soul-Eating Demonic Fire exploded, shrouding Tiankun Shangren in all directions.

There was also a scorched-tail phoenix, its tail seemed to be burning, spreading its wings and rushing into the ink-green fire cloud.

Fang Xing himself looked at the green-skirted cold-faced Canling Great Zhenjun: "Actually dare to release flying needles to plot against me?"

He brought his right index and middle fingers together, and a sharp sword light appeared.

Clang!

A sword was brilliant, as if it had triggered the general trend of heaven and earth, turning into a long river of sword energy, crashing down!

"Sword intent becomes a trend!"

"Nascent Soul Sword Monarch?"

Canling Great Zhenjun exclaimed, and cast a dharma spell in her hand.

Twelve flying needles arranged and combined in mid-air... vaguely turning into an emerald green flying sword, welcoming the long river of sword energy.

Following that... it was washed away in pieces.

She, a sword cultivator who became a monk halfway, simply couldn't compare with a real Nascent Soul Sword Monarch.

Fortunately, Canling Great Zhenjun didn't intend to rely on this 'Emerald Needle Sword' to resist the sword intent becoming a trend.

Taking advantage of the gap of slightly blocking the sword light long river, a yellow-skinned gourd appeared in her hand.

This gourd was the size of a fist, bright yellow all over, and there was a circle of exquisite and complex seal characters at the mouth of the gourd.

Canling Great Zhenjun pulled out the gourd stopper, chanting words in her mouth, and surging Nascent Soul magic power was injected into it.

Woo woo!

Yellow light flashed on the gourd, and it was wrapped in a group of yellow light, blocking in front of Canling Great Zhenjun. The pitch-black gourd mouth was like a bottomless abyss, actually swallowing a large amount of sword energy and sword light.

Canling Great Zhenjun saw this, and a flash of pride flashed on her face.

This 'Sword-Swallowing Gourd' magic treasure of hers came from a large auction, capable of absorbing most of the fourth-rank low-grade attacks, and using the other party's way to treat the other party's body.

Moreover, it had a miraculous effect on attacks such as sword energy and sword gang.

It is said that this is because the fourth-rank weapon refining master who refined this treasure hated sword cultivators extremely.

Canling Great Zhenjun cast a dharma seal on the Sword-Swallowing Gourd with both hands.

The gourd turned immediately, and then the gourd mouth aimed at Fang Xing, and the previous sword energy long river poured out, surging and surging like a tide.

On the other side.

Accompanied by a loud phoenix cry, Tiankun Shangren escaped from the ink-green fire cloud somewhat embarrassedly, his clothes were largely scorched, and there were burn wounds on his face, looking very embarrassed.

'This person... is definitely not a newly promoted Nascent Soul, how can he have so many supernatural means?'

Tiankun Shangren looked at Fang Xing, a flash of fear and worry flashed in his eyes, somewhat regretting fighting directly.

"Hehe!"

Facing his own sword light, Fang Xing just drew his sword and led it lightly.

As if four taels were moving a thousand catties, the sky-filling sword energy long river poured back.

He united with the sword, turning into a white light, and under the urging of the Great Freedom Mysterious Gold Sword Energy, the speed of the sword escape was unparalleled in the world.

The white light merged with the sword energy long river that was pouring back, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, piercing Canling Great Zhenjun's dharma body.

'Hmph... although this gourd can swallow sword energy, reversing it rashly can only be self-inflicted... The weapon refiner who refined this gourd is probably a second-rate person.'

Fang Xing pierced Canling Great Zhenjun with a sword, and grabbed the yellow-skinned gourd by the way.

With a sweep of his divine sense, he saw a flash of cyan light from Canling Great Zhenjun's corpse, and a Nascent Soul escaped into the void, and when it appeared again, it was already dozens of miles away!

"Nascent Soul out of the body, really can run!"

Fang Xing nodded, and glanced at Tiankun Shangren again.

This Shangren immediately felt his whole body's hair stand on end!

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