Chapter 169

"Boom boom..."

There were thirty-six gully-like sword marks in the Fu family mansion, and hundreds of buildings were destroyed.

The "Zhike Hall" had become a ruin, and the group of Fu family members hiding in the building's restrictions were shaken to the point of bleeding from their seven orifices, which was unbearable to look at.

People stood on the high buildings and roofs in the distance again. Many people didn't understand what happened to the Fu family again.

"Boom—"

The thirty-seventh sword slashed out, and the restrictions of the "Zhike Hall" were broken, revealing the terrified Fu Long and the group.

The Fu family head cried bitterly, kneeling and begging for mercy: "Senior, the Fu family knows they were wrong, please have mercy!"

Fu Long also looked pale, and said miserably: "Junior doesn't dare anymore, never dare again. The Fu family is willing to offer all family property, please forgive Senior. After all, we are a clan of thousands of people, it is inauspicious to kill them!"

Heng Xian looked at them indifferently: "Aren't you gambling with your lives? If you lose, you have to admit it! I will take the money myself, and as for killing, I cut down tens of thousands when I was fifteen!"

Saying this, he slashed down with one sword.

Fu Long, the family head, and the main dozens of people of the Fu family were instantly smashed by the sword aura, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

Heng Xian didn't bother to look more. He grabbed a pile of storage bags and checked them slightly. Good, the Fu family's property was all in them, and it was quite rich.

Especially in terms of herbs, Fu Long didn't lie. Indeed, there were many, and most of what he needed were there.

Just as he was about to leave, a roar suddenly came from afar:

"Heng Xian, die!"

Only three figures were seen flying like floating light.

One woman and two men.

The woman was heroic, and the two youths, one fat and one thin, were wearing the uniform cultivation clothes of the Overlord Sect direct disciples!

The thin one was almost skin and bones, like an evil ghost, and faintly familiar.

The three soon arrived, forcing Heng Xian in a fan shape. The female disciple said coldly: "You are really here. Let's see where you can run!"

Heng Xian ignored her, but looked at the thin one, surprised: "Hou Zhenfang? You are still alive?"

The thin youth was the Overlord Sect disciple who had drunk with Heng Xian in the capital of Sang Guo and later resisted the ancient demon Heizei.

"You are very disappointed, right?" Hou Zhenfang gritted his teeth, "Five thousand three hundred and seventeen disciples of various sects died at your hands. You are very proud, right? Unfortunately, I didn't die. I consumed my lifespan and swallowed the Nine Spirit Recovery Pill to leave the sect, just to kill you with my own hands!"

Heng Xian scolded: "Are you sick in your mother's head? They were clearly killed by demons, and you were clearly sucked of energy by demons. You hate me? What a shame!"

"You are no different from a demon!" The female disciple pointed at the dead Fu family members below, "Look, evil people, everyone should punish them!"

Heng Xian smiled: "So, you only look at the surface of everything. A group of scum, unworthy of being big sect disciples!"

"Kill!"

The three moved together, one using a sword, one using a knife, and one driving a braid.

As soon as they made a move, it was the strongest killing move.

For a time, the sky was full of sword shadows and knife light. The originally broken buildings below collapsed instantly, and the other Fu family members fled in panic, but they fell down after taking a few steps and couldn't climb up.

The terrifying pressure continued to deter the whole city.

The people watching the fun in the distance scattered.

Heng Xian looked directly at the momentum and moves of the three. Now that he was locked, he couldn't run away, so the momentum of the sixth level of the Qi Sea Realm climbed to the extreme, and he slashed nine swords: "Nine Radiance Geng Killing Style!"

"Hum—"

Nine sword auras carried the vast sword momentum and greeted Hou Zhenfang and the three.

"Boom—"

As soon as they touched, there was a violent explosion in mid-air, and the sound of knife and sword collision was like thunder, spreading throughout the city.

Directly below, the original "Zhike Hall" was shaken into a deep pit, and the bodies of Fu Long and the group were directly smashed.

And in the strong spiritual power fluctuation, Hou Zhenfang and the three flew backward, staggering and retreating more than twenty steps, before falling heavily on a roof, supporting themselves with spiritual swords and spiritual knives, each of them pale, looking at each other, and seeing a trace of panic and disbelief in each other's eyes.

They were ranked 13th, 14th, and 19th on the Earth Ranking of the Overlord Sect, and they joined forces to besiege Heng Xian, who was ranked 87th on the Earth Ranking of the Tianyuan Sect and at the sixth level of the Qi Sea Realm, but they lost a move?

What was that move he just used?

Is this guy so strong?

Looking up again, Heng Xian was no longer in sight, but there was a trace of a broken mark on the roof to the north, and a piece of cloth from his clothes.

Hou Zhenfang gritted his teeth: "Ran north, chase quickly! One against three, he must be injured!"

The three flashed and chased north.

Just a few breaths after the three left, Heng Xian walked out of the ruins below, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and flew south.

After a while, he left the city and looked back. Hou Zhenfang and the others didn't notice this diversion route, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The blow just now had used all his strength, but one against three, he still didn't get any cheap.

None of these experts on the Earth Ranking of the major sects were rookies. If he remembered correctly, Hou Zhenfang was only 14th on the Earth Ranking of the Overlord Sect,

So how strong should those top ten on the Earth Ranking, who are full of ancient bloodlines and physiques, be?

The realm is still a bit short. The sixth level of the Qi Sea Realm is ultimately a bit at a disadvantage.

Heng Xian looked at the mountain of herbs and the "Yi Fire True Grass" in the storage bag. The most urgent task is to find an alchemy furnace, refine a pill to improve the realm.

Aiming at the southwest direction, he galloped away.

After flying for a while, a figure flew toward him with a sword. When he got closer, he saw that this person was a woman in her twenties, wearing a light green dress with the words "Qingyang" embroidered on her chest.

Seeing Heng Xian, the woman was slightly stunned, because Heng Xian's momentum was far beyond her cognition, so she hurriedly retreated to the side and bowed.

Heng Xian glanced at her and asked casually: "Fu Lingling?"

The woman was stunned again: "Ah! Who are you?"

Sure enough, it was this Fu family eldest young lady.

Heng Xian coughed: "The Fu family is safe, Gu Chen and those people have been driven away!"

Fu Lingling was surprised: "How did you know?"

Heng Xian weighed it: "I am a disciple of the Overlord Sect, sent by your Third Uncle to help, and specifically rushed to drive away Gu Chen and the others.

The Fu family is fine, you don't need to go back, now take me to find an alchemy furnace and a place of earth-core fire, I want to refine pills."

Fu Lingling breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Coming early is not as good as coming coincidentally. My Qingyang Mountain is betting on pills with the alchemists of Bukong Mountain. There are ready-made alchemy furnaces, Senior can go."

Heng Xian nodded: "That's good."

Fu Lingling was very happy, obediently leading the way: "Senior, please."

The two flew one after the other toward the deep mountains in the southwest. After flying for half an hour, a small cluster of buildings appeared on the peak, carefully distinguished, there were Taoist temples, houses, and pavilions, thirty or forty in total.

Fu Lingling smiled: "Senior, we have arrived, this is my Qingyang Mountain."

The tone was indescribably recognized and proud.

Heng Xian coughed: "Not bad!"

To be honest, at this level, it is not as imposing as the toilet of the Tianyuan Sect.

Fu Lingling said: "Senior also thinks it's not bad, haha, our Qingyang Mountain was created by generations of people pouring their efforts, and finally achieved today's achievements. I heard that those big sects are only slightly larger than us."

Heng Xian really didn't want to continue on this topic, there was no comparability: "Hmm, yes, where is the alchemy furnace? I want to use it now!"

Fu Lingling pointed to a place: "Look there!"

(End of chapter)