As the news that Fang Xingjian repelled Alexander spread like a flying spread, the entire empire was uproared. Countless forces and powerful people were shocked by the power of Fang Xingjian. History once again changed because of a person's strength.

The name of Sword Emperor Fang Xingjian spread like wildfire and became the representative of the world's most powerful swordsmanship.

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Xingwuzhou, the location of the Moon Wheel Temple.

The whole sky seemed to be burning. Surrounded by flames, a bright moon enveloped the moon temple, turning into a light curtain to wrap the entire Moon Wheel Temple.

Fire fell from the sky, hitting the light curtain like a meteor fire rain. Each attack was like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The aftermath of the attack brought ripples in space. However, even if it tried its best to control it, it still turned a radius of ten miles into a barren land. The earth was drying like a desert, and even the entire surface sank for more than fifty meters, leaving only the Moon Wheel Temple standing proudly.

But even so, the light curtain covering the temple became thinner and thinner, constantly trembling, as if it would collapse anytime and anywhere. Obviously, it could not last long under the continuous attacks.

The crowds of people around the mountains surrounded by more than ten miles away, surrounded the mountains. They were all powerful people from all major schools of Xingwu Prefecture, but they were just surrounded, because they were not the main force that besieged the Moon Wheel Temple this time.

They just came to watch the battle and witness the rise of the new master of Xingwuzhou.

Xingwuzhou Xuexiu looked up at the sky and saw three men floating in the void in the sky. The head of the man had two curved horns on his head. A thick tail grew out of the part of the tail bone. The tail, which was two meters long, whipped the air from time to time, making a thunderous explosion.

Even this monster emitted terrifying flames again and again, and even knocked out the Moon Wheel Temple.

Xingwuzhou Xuexiu sighed: "These wizards are really unscrupulous. Now the eight major states in the world are probably all under the control of the Wizards Association."

As he spoke, his eyes were full of worries and despair. The knights of various schools and families around him, and the title knights looked at the three terrifying figures in the sky, and they also showed the sadness of the rabbit and the fox.

The knights were completely suppressed by the wizards so unscrupulously, which made them feel sad.

The old man from the Dou Zhan Hall also watched the battle with several disciples. Seeing that the Moon Wheel Temple had no power to resist and was just passively defending, the loneliness in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

A disciple beside him said dejectedly: "Master, are knights really inferior to wizards?"

The old man wanted to encourage his disciples, but looking at the desire of his disciples to look at him, recalling the performance of Yuelun Temple in the past few days, he just let out a breath and couldn't say a word.

The black-robed wizards arrived for only three days. On the first day, they were seriously injured by the second level of the god-level Blue Saint Moon and the first level of the god-level Blue Moon.

Although Lan Sheng Yuese was severely injured by Fang Xingjian before, she had recovered five or six of her success powers during this period, but she was still defeated by the opponent's attack.

After that, the ancestor of the Star Palace of Wanxing Palace brought 300 disciples to support him, but he couldn't hold on for ten minutes. In the end, he could only rely on the mountain protection formation of the Moon Wheel Temple to passively defend.

And only one person took action by the Wizards Association.

This battle made many knights in Xingwu Prefecture see despair. The gap between knights and wizards was like a gap that made them completely lose their confidence in cultivation. This blow was almost fatal.

In the sky, Fang Xingchen looked at the Moon Wheel Temple under his feet with a cold expression. The horns on his head and the tail behind him were already thicker than before.

The height of the whole person reached 2.5 meters, and his whole body was wrapped in layers of purple cuticles. His thick arms seemed to contain violent power like a volcano.

With every wave of his palm, hundreds of thousands of high temperature plasma fire balls poured out, carrying the power that burned everything towards the Moon Wheel Temple.

At this moment, with the support of the red black magic, he was getting closer and closer to the red evil god's appearance.

As one of the twelve wizards who are best at fighting head-on, the higher the cultivation level of the red wizard, the closer the body structure will be to the red evil god.

As a disciple of the Black Witch King, Fang Xingchen can directly receive guidance from the Red Witch King. With the changes in the world and the endless resources, he can then get the Golden Witch King to personally use the black magic, allowing him to master the power after three years of cultivation in advance.

Although the price was that he could not increase his strength by relying on his own practice in the next six years, it also made him reach the level of the first level of the god level.

The power of practicing for three years in advance is that one cannot gain power from self-cultivation for six consecutive years.

But Fang Xingchen knew that even if he could not practice by himself, he was confident that there were too many shortcuts to take in this era of changing worlds.

Besides, if you don’t do this, Fang Xingchen understands that he may not be able to catch up with Fang Xingjian in his entire life. In order to be able to take revenge, he sacrificed his mere few years of cultivation and growth, which is what it is.

Once again, a ball of plasma fire was bombarded, smashing the light curtain outside the Moon Wheel Temple like a plasma cannon. Looking at the trembling light curtain, Fang Xingchen sneered at the corner of his mouth: "It's almost done, prepare for the battle. At most, you can break the mosquito barrier in five minutes."

The two nodded behind him. In addition to a black-robed wizard, there was also a man with red skin and small horns on his head. He was Fang Qian's younger brother, Fang Xingchen's apostle.

After Fang Xingjian escaped, Li Shuanghua chose another genius from the family to be Fang Xingchen's apostle. This evil black magic uses the power of blood to combine the lives of the two.

Fang Xingchen can not only borrow the power of the apostle, but also transfer his injuries to the other party.

Fang Xingchen looked at the swaying Moon Wheel Temple under his feet, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

‘That Lan Yue, is your woman Fang Xingjian? I will let her know what the real hell is, even if I ask you for some interest in advance.’

Since he learned that the Black Witch King was about to leave Xingwu Prefecture, he couldn't wait to lead the team here. His purpose was very simple, just to retaliate against Fang Xingjian.

The flames of hatred were burning in his eyes, and the incandescent flames burned from his palms.

But the next moment, a will fell from the sky and exploded in the minds of the three of them.

"Stay!"

Fang Xingchen was stunned and said, "Master?"

"Go away, retreat."
Chapter completed!