"Actually... actually killed the three fake elixir masters with one sword?"

In the void, gray little flags emitted light, shrouding Master Ziyuan and Master Yuanwei.

The two fake elixirs looked at each other, and they both looked at each other.

If others don’t know how powerful the three fake elixirs of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect are, how could Master Ziyuan not know?

Especially the old man, his strength is also top-notch among fake elixirs.

Was he actually beheaded like this?

Although it was because he was more relaxed in front of his own mountain gate, Master Ziyuan saw clearly that the three veteran fake elixirs still habitually turned on the true energy shield!

The true energy shield of the fake alchemy monk is enough to withstand the spiritual weapon attacks of the foundation-building monk.

As a result... he was still being killed like melons and vegetables.

"Doesn't this mean that... that swordsman wants to kill you and me, just with one sword?"

Yuan Wei looked at Master Ziyuan and murmured: "I finally know why Master Luyi behaves like that..."

"It's just...even the old ghost is different."

Master Ziyuan looked at the gate of Ten Thousand Beasts Sect with a hint of fear in his eyes: "This one is the real master of pill formation. The true pill that he condensed back then is only one step away from the high-grade true pill..."

Fake elixir, real elixir, golden elixir...

It's a completely different level.

Master Jie Dan can easily kill Master Fake Pill!

"And...that swordsman even killed the three fake elixirs of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect. No matter what, he will never stop fighting."

Master Yuan Wei looked at Fang Xing: "If Master Jiedan takes action, the two of us don't have much confidence in saving people."

Upon hearing this, Master Ziyuan couldn't help but remain silent.

The two of them originally planned to come as a force that could influence the battlefield, but they didn't expect that the situation would develop to this point!

…

"You are so brave, you dare to kill my Lian family monk."

The face of Lian Laogui, who looked like a big man in animal skin, turned red, and his eyes seemed to instantly turn into the vertical pupils of some kind of animal. The thin line in the middle emitted a wisp of golden light as he glanced past.

"In the early stages of foundation building... I have refined an external elixir... The Tianjian Sect's external elixir technique is famous far and wide. I have seen it today."

As a true elixir builder, his knowledge far exceeds that of fake elixirs, and he has practiced a spiritual eye method. He can tell at a glance that the power of Fang Xing's fake elixirs comes from external objects.

Moreover, it was also confirmed that it came from an ‘outer pill’!

Fang Xing smiled slightly and was not surprised.

The source of many classics of the Tianjian Sect is the "Great Self-Contained Black Gold Sword Canon", so it is normal for the art of external elixir to be spread.

"But... just one outer elixir to humiliate our Ten Thousand Beast Sect is not enough! It's far from enough!"

Lian Laogui had a horned snake wrapped around his arm, and the third-level giant snake demon king beneath him raised his head at the same time, emitting a terrifying demonic aura.

Although he is still in the early stage of pill formation, coupled with this third-level low-grade spiritual pet, his combat power is comparable to that of ordinary mid-level pill formation monks.

As for the art of outer elixir, it can at most elevate a monk who has completed the foundation establishment to a level that is barely comparable to the early stage of elixir formation!

Fang Xingcai is only at the early stage of foundation building!

Lian Laogui is worthy of being a veteran alchemy monk. While using words to attack his opponent's mind, he also doesn't forget the lessons learned by the three fake elixir masters before and pats the animal skin pocket on his waist.

Buzz!

With a flash of light, a set of strange-looking white bone armor appeared on his body.

"Mid-grade magic weapon—Ten Thousand Beast Armor!"

A look of fear appeared in the eyes of Master Ziyuan: "This treasure is made from the bones of various spiritual beasts. It is said that the spiritual bones of no less than three third-level demon kings are added to it... Its defense is amazing."

After first defending himself airtight, Lian Laogui took out two more animal skin talismans and injected them with mana.

These two animal skins exude the aura of the demon king. Obviously the talisman skins are taken from third-level demonic beasts, and they are rare third-level fine talismans!

If the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect hadn't been good at raising monsters, perhaps there wouldn't have been such an accumulation.

Lian Laogui muttered something and waved his hand.

The two talismans burned instantly, emitting terrifying mana fluctuations.

One of them is red and the other is green.

Tweet!

Then, along with a bird song, a somewhat illusory demon bird with red feathers flew out of the red light.

From the green flames, a demon wolf jumped out.

Although its shape is illusory, it expands rapidly, like a small mountain.

"Sun Bird, Mountain Wolf!"

"This is the demon king enshrined in the door before!"

Many Wanshou Sect disciples recalled the sect's classics, and their faces showed a look of pride.

"I thought you had some means. It was just to seal the souls of the two third-level demon kings with spirit-binding talismans... This move seems to be a trick. It seems that the talisman master who made these two third-level talismans for you

, the real skill may only be quasi-third level, or even second-level high-grade..."

Fang Xing smashed the iron sword with a flick and commented indifferently.

Lian Laogui looked gloomy.

This is indeed the case. Zheng is only a small country, and third-level talisman masters are extremely rare.

The Talisman Masters trained by the Ten Thousand Beast Sect can reach the second level or even the third level at most, and then it is difficult to progress.

Fortunately, there are talisman skins made of third-level animal skins, plus the essence of the third-level demon king. If it is just a seal, a second-level high-grade talisman master is barely enough.

Even so, most of the talisman skins and demon king's essence collected in the door were wasted to make these few spirit-binding talismans, which can be regarded as the treasures at the bottom of the box.

Even Shi Wanwan was only given a life-saving trump card.

Lian Laogui talks lightly, but in fact he attaches great importance to Fang Xing and goes all out when he makes a move.

At this time, after releasing two beast souls to restrain Fang Xing, he patted his dantian again, and a jet-black light flashed above the sky spirit, and a jet-black sharp claw appeared.

This sharp claw seems to be made of the claws of some kind of monster. It is wrapped with thin iron chains, and there are small runes inscribed on the edges of the claws.

"go!"

With Lian Laogui's finger, the magic power of the alchemy was injected into it, and the dark claws were suddenly shrouded in a layer of strange black runes, making a sound of breaking through the air, and unexpectedly rushed to Fang Xing first!

call out!

Fang Xing flicked his fingers, and a white gold sword with a little bit of starlight emerged, wrapped in a rotten iron sword. Suddenly the sword light split into three, facing the two beast souls and the pitch-black claws.

Whoosh!

The two sword threads slashed through the beast soul and landed on Lian Laogui's Ten Thousand Beast Armor.

His true essence shield shattered instantly, and the sword wire fell on the surface of the beast armor, leaving a shallow mark.

"hehe!"

When Lian Laogui saw that Fang Xing's sword wire had such power, his pupils first tightened, then relaxed, and he pinched the magic formula: "Condensation!"

The essences of the Sun Bird and Mountain Wolf that were chopped apart by the sword wire instantly solidified, and apart from a slight decrease in the mana fluctuations, there was no damage at all.

choke!

At this time, the third sword shadow also hit the dark claws.

The sword shadows and black claws fought fiercely in mid-air, and even fell into a stalemate for a moment.

Tweet!

The Sunbird spread its wings, and balls of incandescent fireballs emerged, sweeping toward Fangxing.

The mountain wolf also opened its wolf kiss, and the green wind blades gathered like a tornado, blocking Fang Xing's retreat.

"not good!"

When Master Ziyuan saw this scene, his face changed color: "Master Jiedan is indeed not comparable to fake pills. Even if you face this kind of formation, I am afraid that you will have to run away..."

"What's more, that swordsman is still a swordsman."

Yuan Wei shook his head.

Although the sword cultivator is fierce in killing and is said to be the most lethal among many cultivators, he also has great flaws.

The first is that the flying sword is too sharp, but it also relies too much on the flying sword.

Once you fail to succeed with a sword, you will often be at a disadvantage.

The second thing is... the sword cultivator's body is too fragile!

Now the sword wire activated by Fang Xing is unable to cut through the beast armor, and the flying sword itself is entangled again. It can be said that it is at an absolute disadvantage!

"The Supreme Elder is mighty!"

"Please also ask the Supreme Elder to kill this beast and avenge the three ancestors!"

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect were full of emotions, but only Shi Wanwan saw a trace of sadness on her face when she saw this scene.

Regardless of victory or defeat in today's battle, the Ten Thousand Beast Sect is destined to be the enemy of the Tianjian Sect.

That’s the Yuanying sect!

Boom!

Countless fireballs and wind blades gathered together, and the wind assisted the fire, turning into a blue-red wind and fire tornado, sweeping Fang Xing in.

When Lian Laogui saw this scene, a smile appeared on his face, but he quickly stopped.

Because the sword cry in mid-air has not dissipated.

After the tornado disappeared, a figure appeared in the field!

A humanoid puppet wearing a green robe with a dull expression stood in front of Fang Xing. He opened his hands and emitted a true energy defense comparable to the shield of a pill-forming monk.

He was the one who blocked the attack of the wind and fire tornado just now.

"Third-level low-grade puppet?!"

Lian Laogui Xiaoxiao was surprised: "The Tianjian Sect is really rich, but you, a swordsman... actually practice the puppet technique? You are still a real swordsman!"

"My level of swordsmanship has reached a point where everything can be used as a sword. How can you understand it?"

Fang Xing glanced sideways at Old Ghost Lian and made a hand seal with one hand.

call out!

The rotten iron sword made a clear sword cry, and suddenly burst out with infinite sharpness, forcing open the dark claws.

"disease!"

Seeing this scene, Lian Laogui made a hand seal with his hands, and all the thin black iron chains wrapped around the dark claw magic weapon were untied, like a dragnet covering the rotten iron sword.

This magic weapon is a secret passed down from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, and it was even refined with a special restriction by him, specifically used to capture flying swords!

"hehe!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Xing sneered, and the mana around him surged again, faintly exceeding the limit of fake elixirs.

call out!

The rotten iron sword turned into a stream of light, actually cutting off the iron chains, easily breaking through the snare, and even leaving a deep sword mark on the dark claw magic weapon.

At the same time, the third-level puppet had floated down, its right arm opened, and the cold woodcut talismans shone brightly, frantically extracting the spiritual energy from the core of the puppet, and turning it into a spell that froze the world.

Whoosh!

The cold wind was biting, and countless wind and snow gathered in an instant, trapping the Sunbird.

At the same time, the puppet figure turned around, came to the sky above the mountain wolf, and punched down!

As a third-level low-level puppet, his physique is comparable to that of ordinary third-level physical training.

Under the terrifying fist wind, the mountain wolf could only flee in panic.
Chapter completed!