Reincarnation Master

"This……"

The Sanxiao monk below was shocked.

Although Zhuyun's cultivation is not as good as him, he is also the third grade of Dancheng, and he is a master of Shushan true swordsmanship.

Why was someone overturned with one sword?

With a wave of his big sleeve, the three suns and the sword flew out, turning into three golden lights, firmly guarding the four small ones.

"This sword light is a bit familiar!"

Looking at this scene, Gu Daoxian felt a little familiar, and his **** began to aches.

"This is... the Fire Dragon Sword!"

Old Zhu Yun ignored his disgrace and cried out.

"Haha... Hongri Taotao, the sea of ​​clouds is floating and sinking, Hong Ri has seen you all."

Fang Xian, dressed in a scarlet Taoist robe, with large sleeves fluttering, walked to Mingwang Temple, waved his hand, and collected the fire dragon sword in mid-air: "Just now, my fire dragon sword sensed hostility, so he cut a sword by himself and hurt Dao by mistake. Friends, I can't help but..."

Although he was apologizing, Mr. Zhu Yun couldn't wait for a gap in the ground to get in.

Even the ancient Taoist immortal was worried: ‘You have defeated Master Zhuyun with a single blow from the flying sword. Doesn’t it mean you didn’t give your full strength? The same as the three immortals, is the gap so big? Just because you are the head of the three immortals? ’

"You...have your pill?"

Sanxiao monk is worthy of the supreme golden core, and he saw the most critical point at a glance.

"Exactly!"

Fang Xian laughed loudly, and a red sun appeared behind him, accompanied by a sea of ​​clouds.

"It turned out to be the first grade Dancheng!"

Monk Sanxiao was very surprised, and the old Zhu Yun opened his mouth wide, like a toad struck by lightning.

For the Sanxian of the Divine Passage Realm to condense the golden core, it will take at least decades of hard work, and some hundreds of years have not passed this threshold, so they can only sit down.

But how can this kid be faster than cultivating supernatural powers?

The two looked at each other, feeling extremely helpless.

Dan Cheng has no regrets!

Once the golden core is completed, there is no way to change the cultivation method.

In other words, even if Fangxian joined the Shushan Sword Sect at this time, he could only be a first-rate Keqing elder.

Their mood at this time is like the 17 or 18-year-old girl whom they fancy, suddenly marrying as a woman, even the child has a sense of sight.

The cooked duck flew abruptly.

How can you be so melancholy?

Monk Sanxiao was even more frightened. He didn't know why things developed like this. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Three immortals and two heroes, Shushan Daxing, it was made by the immortal with red eyebrows personally. It can't be wrong. Hengsheng so twists and turns? Could it be... the number of days has changed?"

As an authentic monk of the Xuanmen, what he fears most is the change of heaven and the subversion of the original trend.

"No, no, the Patriarch did not make mistakes."

Old Taoist Zhu Yun thought of another point: "Perhaps... the head of the three immortals shouldn't have entered the Shu Mountain in this generation. He has to experience a reincarnation?"

For the ascetics, the concept of time is different from the ordinary, and decades are not the same thing.

But when I thought about it, it was like being splashed with cold water: "The predecessors who have always been reincarnated have either suffered a calamity or become a low-grade pill. There is no hope for the road, and they have to come back to the first life in order to build a superior foundation... It's a fart world, unless it's a catastrophe!"

In the end, the monk Sanxiao had a profound knowledge of Taoism and barely recovered. Hexi said, "Congratulations, fellow Taoist Dan has become a first-class, the road is promising."

"Thank you... I don't know what happened to the two of these children?"

Fang Xian greeted Zhu Yingzi with a smile, and his eyes swept across the four hours one by one.

Gu Daoxian lowered his head unconsciously and hid behind Monk Sanxiao.

"This... is for the hollow green grandmother of Baigu Mountain. After all, there are some causalities that need to be settled... It is also the experience of the juniors."

Of course, Monk Sanxiao wouldn't say that the main reason was to collect Fangxian's entry, at this time he was just taking his own shame.

"It turned out to be Grandma Green, this matter actually started under my sect, and I should solve it!"

Fang Xian laughed.

At this time, he was very understanding in his heart, and he seemed to have some understanding of swordsmanship, and immediately raised his hand and flew the fire dragon sword.

呲咻!

This flying sword psyched up at once, turned into a red rainbow, and disappeared.

In the next instant, the sound of the blade breaking through the air came.

This is the sword light faster than the sound, so I see the sword light first, and then hear the sound.

"The sword is like thunder, tens of thousands of miles in a flash?"

Monk Sanxiao said solemnly.

"Not bad!"

A part of Fangxian's spiritual thoughts were attached to the fire dragon sword, and he had spanned thousands of miles in a flash to reach the hollow of Baigu Mountain.

Grandma Green happened to absorb the essence of Yimu in a dense forest outside, and she was still thinking bitterly:'The Shushan Sword Sect deceived people too much. They killed grandma's disciples and snatched grandma's golden silkworm sword... Waiting for grandma to go. The Dongzhu borrowed that white bone yin and yang sword to make those juniors look good. Are we old fairies afraid to eat people? ’

Suddenly, the sword light in front of her flashed, and the fire dragon sword appeared like a broken void, slashing out.

fast! fast! fast!

This sword appeared like an electric flint, so fast that people might not be able to react.

Grandma Green’s clothes burst and turned into layers of yimu essence, but they were slashed by sword light. This is the magical power of ‘sword light breaking method’!

In the next moment, the fire dragon sword pierced the green grandmother seventeen or eight holes, especially one of the golden cores, which was crushed by the sword light, and then he left.

All this happened in an instant. The disciple of the disciple of Grandma Lu next to her, first saw Grandma Lu be killed by a sword, and then heard the sound of the sword sound breaking through the sky, staying there.

After a long time ~www.readwn.com~, a little demon said tremblingly: "Grandma... Grandma is dead?"

...

In Mingwang Temple, from Fangxian **** Feijian to Feijian's return, it only took a dozen breaths.

Thousands of miles away, Feijian takes the first level of people, like exploring the bag to take things!

'This is actually the combination of the three magical powers of my swordsmanship.... Without a sword like thunder, you can't fly so fast, and if the flying sword can't psychic, the divine consciousness can't attach to it, it's easy to kill mistakes. In the end, the sword light broke the law, and instantly cut off the body protection spell on Grandma Green...'

If the battle was formally, even if Grandma Green protected the whole body first, Fang Xian might not be able to kill so easily.

The reason why this golden core could be killed was the flying sword sneak attack!

The sword is like a thunder sound, slashing and killing instantly, even if there is any magic weapon or spell on the body, it is difficult to cast.

To resist such a killer move, you can only rely on the magic weapon or supernatural power that can channel the spirit to protect the Lord!

It's a pity that Grandma Green didn't have anything on her body, so she was beheaded.

Others are still ignorant. Monk Sanxiao is the only one who can see some clues and loses his voice: "You have cut off Grandma Green?"

"Exactly."

Fang Xian stroked his sword and smiled and answered calmly.

Sanxiao monk was speechless.

He thinks he is also a peerless genius in the golden core. He has sharp flying swords and the true legend of the Shushan Sword Sect. However, he has never proved that the sword is like thunder, and he can't display such magical powers. His heart is just like: "If he To assassinate the old monk in this way, the monk has three yang and one sword to protect the lord, and he is not afraid, but with such magical powers, the old monk seems to be a little unable to fight it...'