The Lord of Reincarnation

"This……"

The three smiling monks below were shocked.

Although Zhuyun Laodao is not as good as him, he is also a master of the third grade of Dancheng and has obtained the true swordsmanship of Shushan.

Why was someone picked over with a single sword?

With a wave of his sleeves, San Yang flew out with a Qi sword, turning into three golden rays of light, firmly protecting the four little ones.

"This sword light looks familiar!"

Looking at this scene, Gu Daoxian felt inexplicably familiar, and his butt started to ache.

"This is... Fire Dragon Sword!"

Old Daoist Zhuyun didn't care about his disgraced face, and cried out.

"Haha... Hong Ri Taotao, the sea of ​​​​clouds rises and falls, the real person of Hong Ri has seen you all."

Fang Xian, dressed in a scarlet robe with fluttering sleeves, walked to the Mingwang Temple, waved his hand, and took away the Fire Dragon Sword in mid-air: "Just now, my Fire Dragon Sword sensed hostility, and cut a sword for myself, accidentally hurt Dao. Friend, I'm really sorry..."

Although he was apologizing, Old Daoist Zhuyun wished there was a gap in the ground to get into.

Even Gu Daoxian was apprehensive: 'You defeated Master Zhuyun with a single blow from your flying sword, doesn't it mean that you didn't exert all your strength? The same three immortals, is the gap so big? Just because you are the head of the Three Immortals? ’

"You...are you conjured?"

Monk Sanxiao deserves to be the best golden pill, and he can see the most crucial 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 of Dancheng!"

Monk Sanxiao was extremely surprised, and Old Daoist Zhuyun opened his mouth wide, like a toad struck by thunder.

The scattered immortals of the supernatural power realm need at least decades of hard work if they want to condense the golden elixir.

But this kid, how can it 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, the cultivation method can no longer be changed.

That is to say, even if Fang Xian joined the Shushan Sword Sect at this time, he could only be a first-class elder Keqing.

Their mood at this time was as if the 17- or 18-year-old girl they were looking for suddenly married as a wife, and even the child had a sense of sight.

The boiled duck was flying hard.

What a melancholy?

Sanxiao monk was even more frightened in his heart. He didn't know why things developed like this, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Sanxian Erying, Shushan Daxing, it was promised by the red-browed immortal of this sect, it will never be wrong, why is it now? Such twists and turns? Could it be that... the number of days has changed?"

As an authentic cultivator of Xuanmen, what he is most afraid of is the change of heaven's secrets, subverting the original general trend.

"No, no, the ancestor's calculations can't go wrong."

Old Daoist Zhuyun thought of something else: "Perhaps... the head of the three immortals shouldn't enter Shushan in this generation and have to experience a reincarnation?"

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

But after thinking about it, it was like being poured a layer of cold water: "The predecessors who have been reincarnated in the past have either suffered doom, or become a low-grade pill, and the avenue is hopeless. It's a shitty world, unless it's due to doom!"

In the end, it was still Monk Sanxiao who had a profound knowledge of Taoism and managed to recover. He Xi said, "Congratulations to your fellow Taoist Dan for becoming a rank one, and the avenue is promising."

"Thank you... I don't know why the two of you came to have sex with these children?"

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

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

"This... is for the purpose of killing Grandma Green, who is in a hollow in the White Bone Mountain,

After all, there are some causes and effects that need to be settled... It is also the experience of the juniors. "

Of course, Monk Sanxiao wouldn't say that it was mainly for the purpose of receiving Fangxian's entry.

"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 open in his heart, and he seemed to have comprehended swordsmanship again. He immediately raised his hand and flew out the Fire Dragon Sword.

呲咻!

This flying sword was channeled, turned into a red rainbow, and disappeared.

The next moment, there was the sound of the blade breaking through the air.

This is because the sword light is faster than the sound, so the sword light is seen first, and then the sound is heard.

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

Sanxiao monk said solemnly.

"good!"

A part of Fang Xian's spiritual sense was attached to the Fire Dragon Sword, and it has traveled thousands of miles in an instant, and came to the White Bone Mountain to sink into the hollow.

Grandma Green just happened to absorb the essence of Yimu in a dense forest outside, and she was still thinking: 'The Shushan Sword Sect is too deceiving, killing grandma's disciples, robbing grandma's golden silkworm sword... Wait for grandma's whereabouts The cave owner borrowed that white bone Yin-Yang sword and wanted those juniors to look good. Do you really think we old goblins dare not eat people? ’

Suddenly, the sword light flashed in front of her eyes, and the Fire Dragon Sword appeared like a broken void, and a sword was cut out.

quick! quick! quick!

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

The clothes on Grandma Green's body burst and turned into layers of Yimu essence, but they were shattered by the sword light.

The next moment, the Fire Dragon Sword pierced Grandma Green into seventeen or eight holes, especially one of the golden cores, which was smashed into pieces by the sword light, and then went away.

All this happened in an instant. The disciples of Grandma Lu next to her, first saw Grandma Green being beheaded by a sword, and then they all stayed there when they heard the sound of the sword breaking through the air.

After a long time, a little demon said tremblingly, "Grandma... Grandma died?"

...

In Mingwang Temple, it took only a dozen breaths from Fang Xian's fingertips to Feijian's return to Feijian's return.

Thousands of miles away, Feijian takes a person's head, like looking into a bag to take an object!

'Actually, it is the combination of my three supernatural powers of swordsmanship that can do it... Without the sword like thunder, it would not be able to fly so fast, and if the flying sword cannot be psychic, and the consciousness cannot be attached to it, it is easy to kill by mistake. In the end, it was the sword light that broke the magic, and cut off the protective spell on Grandma Lu in an instant...'

If it is a formal fight, let Grandma Green protect her whole body first, Fang Xian may not be able to kill so easily.

The reason why he was able to kill this Jindan was because of the flying sword attack!

The sword is like thunder, and it kills in an instant, no matter what magic weapon or magic spell is 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 and protect the master!

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

The others were still ignorant, and Monk Sanxiao was the only one who saw some clues and said, "Have you already beheaded Grandma Green?"

"Exactly."

Fang Xian stroked his sword and smiled, answering indifferently.

Sanxiao monk was speechless.

He thinks that he is also a peerless genius in Jindan, with a sharp flying sword and a true legend of the Shushan Sword Sect, but he has not yet achieved the realm of swords such as thunder, and he cannot display such supernatural powers. Assassination of the old monk like this, the monk has three yang and one qi sword to protect the master, but he is not afraid, but with such magical powers, the old monk seems to be unable to fight...'