Reincarnation Master

Bi Lian'er was pressed to the ground, a little dazed.

She couldn't imagine that this young Taoist was so powerful.

The "Fairy of the Five Poisons" who took so much effort to invite were killed in one face.

"Little snake...long time no see."

Fang Xian smiled and said hello, and took the Five Poison Fairy's magic treasure bag in his hand. Suddenly, his expression moved again, and a flame hit the opponent's body.

The Five Poison Fairy suddenly turned into ashes, but there was a weird golden light in it, squeaking and trying to fly away.

Fang Xian snorted coldly, pinched Ling Jue, and immediately a fire dragon flew out and pressed down the golden light.

The golden light screamed several times, obviously quite spiritual, but no one hosted it, and finally calmed down and turned into a golden flying sword, on which there seemed to be a golden thread wandering.

"Huh? It's actually a golden silkworm sword?"

At this time, his vision was not comparable, and he immediately recognized it.

This flying sword was still made by Grandma Green, who admired the sharp flying swords of the Xian Family. It was like a sword but not a sword, or a beast but not a beast. The main material was a flying golden silkworm, and the spirit of this golden silkworm was restrained. On it.

Although it's not a serious way, but I can barely count it.

If the Five Poison Fairy truly sacrificed this flying sword, he might be able to block the move of the lower fairy.

It's a pity that this sword was also borrowed by her from Grandma Lu. She had never sacrificed and refined the sword to unite the human and protect the lord.

As a result, he died aggrievedly under Fang Xian's hand before it was displayed.

"Little Taoist... You killed the Five Poison Fairy, she is Grandma Green's lover... Haha..." Bi Lian'er laughed, "I see how you died."

"But a mere golden pill..." Fang Xian shook his head "You hate me? But because of the three-year appointment, Luhou regretted it?"

"Of course, if it wasn't for you, the bull nose, to teach Lu Lang Taoism with bad intentions, how could he treat me like this?" Bi Lian's eyes burst into flames.

Lu Hou was on the side, blushing like blood, covering his face with his sleeve, afraid to speak.

Fang Xian was stunned for a while, and secretly said that this apprentice was also a counselor, and immediately shouted, "Apprentice, you should take care of this little snake spirit. You are not allowed to kill or release..."

Bi Lian'er's mana was restrained again, and Lu Hou was detained.

Looking at the back of this apprentice, he couldn't help shaking his head.

His apprentice was collected for the purpose of forming a relationship, and his aptitude and disposition were really mediocre. Fortunately, he didn't hold any hope. He only waited for Luhou's realm to become more advanced, he gave the fire dragon sword, and the cause and effect came to an end.

Even if the apprentice accepts a disciple again, it doesn't matter much, just let him fend for himself.

Otherwise, Lu Hou really doesn't know what heaven is ruthless!

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After solving a small trouble, Fang Xian began to think about his future plans.

"Now I naturally need to form a golden pill... but I am always a little hesitant... Even if the method that devours vitality can be confidently cultivated into a great sun real sun pill, it seems that there is some trouble..."

"Besides, it's the second chance."

The head of the three immortals is outside of the Shushan School, and there are two great opportunities destined for it.

Fangxian got one, only then could he have the magical power of today.

If the other is just a heritage, he doesn't want to take it, so as not to provoke fate.

But in the dark, he felt that this opportunity was very important to him, so he was a little hesitant.

"At this time, it is difficult to make up my mind when practicing cultivation. It's better to go out for a walk. It just so happens that the time for the sword fighting between the Shushan Sword Sect and the Xuanguang Authentic Sect is approaching... Cao Qiu sent me an invitation..."

"There is also a new method. Go out and find a few wicked people to open the profit market. By the way, I will buy some turtles and use them to calculate the future..."

He still owes Master Tianhuo a lot of foreign merits, so he wanted to take the opportunity to pay it back.

A decent monk who travels must do something good and accumulate foreign merit.

At this point, he sent a few words to Lu Hou through the sound transmission, raised the fire dragon sword, gave a long roar, and pulled out a sword light that was several feet long, suddenly flying into the sky!

This is the technique of sword escape, the number one method of escape among the various schools, and it can be called a fast-paced switch.

The place for the sword fighting agreed by the Shushan Sword School and Xuanguang Zhengzong was in Yuntai Mountain.

Fang Xian drove his sword light on his way, and he could have arrived in a few days.

However, he didn't rush straight after he calculated that the time was still early. Instead, he occasionally visited a few historical sites, or went to the deep mountains and old forests.

In mid-air, a flame flew by, vaguely hearing Long Yin.

Fang Xian figured out the ‘Nanming Lihuo Sword Art’ and knew that swordsmanship was divided into several realms.

The skillful cultivation of sword tactics, sending and receiving from the heart, and even condensing into the talisman of the divine channel tactics in the dantian, is just a first glimpse of the way.

On top of this, there are multiple realms such as sword light breaking method, sword light differentiation, sword like thunder sound, flying sword and psychic.

The sword light breaking method is to break the ten thousand magic with one sword. With the sharpness of the flying sword, it smashed the thousands of spells and all kinds of body protection with one sword, and took the life of the enemy.

Before, he relied on the fire dragon sword to directly break the five-poison sand and the five-poison fairy's two-layer spell, and easily took the life of the Sanxian.

Sword Dao is vast and endless, even at the level of Yuanshen Daojun, there are endless changes.

Different realms do not have high or low, just different effects.

The differentiation of sword light can transform a flying sword into dozens or hundreds of mouths, which is convenient for the formation of sword formations.

The sword is like the sound of thunder, but the speed of the sword is extremely fast, just like the speed of sound and the speed of light, and it is like a flash of light.

Strictly speaking, there is no difference between the different realms of sword light differentiation and sword light breaking method, but the emphasis is different.

Fang Xian's current swordsmanship has attained the realm of'Sword Light Breaking Technique'.

For the differentiation of sword light and the sound of sword like thunder, it is still a bit short of comprehension.

At this time, flying around Feiteng, a sword light pierced the clouds, I don't know when, two identical sword shadows appeared around.

Seeing that his own swordsmanship had improved again, Fang Xian couldn't help but let out a long roar.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Suddenly, there was a cheer.

A cyan sword light flew up, and it even went hand-in-hand with Fang Xian, as if he still had enough energy.

"Who came from?"

Fang Xian's sword light stopped, and he shouted directly without being afraid.

"Occasionally, the old man travels with his sword, and when he sees his little friend using his sword to escape, he only exits when he sees the joy of hunting. No wonder little friend!"

The blue sword light was restrained, and an old Taoist priest in a green robe stepped on a flying sword appeared, and it was Zhu Yun.

Seeing Fang Xian, his eyes were bright, and he praised, "Good sword! What a good sword bone! You really are a born to learn sword!"

‘I always think you are scolding me, but there is no evidence...’

Fang Xian rolled his eyes in his heart and asked, "Who is the Taoist chief?"

"The old way Zhuyun!" Zhuyun stroked his beard. "I'm here to avenge countless parents and countless ghosts. Would you like to join me in helping the weak?"

‘Look at what the **** you old boy are doing? ’

Fang Xian smiled and said, "Want to hear the details!"

"look!"

Old Taoist Zhu Yun pointed his hand, and he saw a dark cloud fleeing for his life.

It doesn't want to change direction, but every time it does, there is a psychic sword light behind it, forcing it to come here.

Fang Xian squinted his eyes, and saw two monks in black robes in the light, hiding their back pockets in horror. When he saw his breath, he couldn't help but frown.

Everything is aura~www.readwn.com~ Under his [Dongxuan Eye], Bi Lian'er has a bit of a monster, but no resentment and blood.

But even though these two guys are human cultivators, their grievances are as strong as the substance, and they are full of blood, obviously killing evil.

"Two immortals, we are disciples of Fengyun Sect..."

The two of them only had the realm of Talisman, seeing Fang Xian and Zhu Yun, they seemed to be afraid of being chased down, and they quickly moved out of the background.

Fang Xian didn't care about them, but looked at Old Master Zhuyun.

He suspected that 80% of this old Dao belonged to the Shushan Sword Sect and wanted to save him.

‘I don’t know whether it inspires my heart to punish evil and promote good, or to show off an exquisite swordsmanship, or a combination of both? ’

Fang Xian's first thought was this piece of fat delivered to the door. Does he bite?

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