Fang Ming practiced the Dugu Nine Swords carefully and used it at this time, it really had extraordinary power.

All the people present were good players of the Demon Sect and the Five Mountains Sword Sect, but when they saw Fang Ming, they were very wise and stupid, and returned to the real sword technique. Cold sweat was pouring down their foreheads, because they were shocked to find that if they were to change themselves and Xiang Wentian, they might not even be able to catch the first sword!

The most surprising thing among them was Xiang Wentian himself, because he had known that Fang Ming had amazing martial arts skills, and he had secretly used his own efforts to simulate the great star-sucking method. The method created by the method of absorbing the power into the ground! He originally intended to use this trick to scare Fang Ming away, but he found that the opponent's internal strength was like an iron plate and could not be shaken at all!

"Okay! Xiang Wentian, you have good martial arts skills, and you can actually take two swords from me! So what if you just have this sword?"

After Fang Ming's two swords, Xiang Wentian's sword shadow was broken, and several colors were hung on his body, flying backwards, and blood flowed. Fang Ming walked forward in a leisurely manner, and the sword edge was another stroke!

The Qingfeng Sword flashed through a trajectory in the air, drawing a perfect arc!

The heroes were all fascinated because they had never seen such a magnificent and brilliant sword technique, nor did they see this sword light that seemed to be cold!

A flash of white light!

Xiang Wentian was stunned and stood there. Fang Ming returned the sword to the sheath and turned around and left.

"What's wrong with this...?"

Hou Renxiong had just come to his senses, but his pupils suddenly tightened.

Under the attention of the heroes, a red line appeared between Xiang Wentian's eyebrows in the middle of the venue, and his tall and thin body slowly fell down.

"Three Swords! Just three Swords killed the Heavenly King Xiang Wentian?"

An old Taoist priest from Taishan Sect murmured, and his palm almost grabbed his beard.

"So amazing! So awesome! What kind of sword technique is that?"

Songshan’s Great Yin and Yang Hand Lehou exclaimed: “This kind of sword technique seems to be not owned by Shaolin…”

A look of worry continued to appear in his tiny eyes: "Watching this person's actions seems to be quite unfavorable to the master's plan. What should I do?"

"Wait... Xiang Wentian died at the hands of our righteous path, how can he give you the corpse!"

Suddenly, Le Hou looked up and saw that it was the people in the Demon Sect who wanted to go forward to test the corpse of Xiang Wentian, and they had a conflict with the people in the righteous path.

"Good opportunity!"

Seeing that a good and evil fire was about to start killing again, his figure did not advance but retreated, and secretly hid into the shadow.

Fang Ming deliberately slowed down, walked out for several miles and suddenly stopped, and said aloud: "You all followed me for a long time. Can you come out to meet at this time?"

There was silence behind him. Fang Ming shook his head, suddenly bounced his fingers and several brass buttons, reaching ten feet away in an instant!

Whoosh!

With a few screams in the sound of breaking through the air, several people from the Demon Sect stumbled out of the shadow of the plants and trees. They had hit several darts in the vital areas and fell to the ground and died.

Sushi... After seeing the fate of the Demon Sect, the grass kept shaking, and the sleeves floated, and a corner of the Taoist robe appeared in the costumes of other Orthodox people, which was obviously scared away.

The woods suddenly became empty and silent. Fang Ming stood quietly in place. After a long time, he smiled and said, "The monsters and monsters are finally gone. Lehou, aren't you coming out yet?"

"not good!"

Lehou, who was swept by Fang Ming's eyes and squatting in the grass, felt a chill in his heart, but when he saw Fang Ming's eyes coming, he didn't move, and knew that his hidden place was exposed, he walked out with a wry smile, clasped his fists and said, "Young Master Linghu's swordsmanship is exquisite, I admire Xiaogan Lehou very much..."

Although he was kind enough, Le Hou's palms, one Yin and one Yang, had already put on the posture of Songyang's hand. He was nicknamed "Big Yin and Yang Hand", so he was naturally very confident in his attainment in these Yin and Yang palms.

"Lehou, I drove away the others, but you stayed there. Good! Very good!!!"

Fang Ming walked slowly, and the smile on his face made Lehou feel very furious.

"Haha... My Songshan Sect and Shaolin belong to the same place, so we should watch over each other and help each other. I saw that the thieves secretly followed the young hero with a bad intention, so they came to pick him up..."

Le Hou said that he was righteous and righteous.

"Very good...but this skillful talent still cannot save you. I'll let you take action first! As long as you can pick up my three swords, what's the point of saving your life?"

Fang Ming slowly drew out his long sword.

He had a superb sword technique, and Le Hou was already very afraid, so he took a few steps back: "You master from Shaolin Temple, but now you want to kill the people of my Songshan Sect. What is the reason? Are you not afraid that my senior brother Zuo will write a letter to Shaolin Fangzheng?"

"Zuo Lengchan? I will go to find him sooner or later. You, Thirteenth Taibao of Songshan, is too annoying... I am hit by you today, so you can only be considered unlucky..."

Fang Ming pointed to the tip of his sword and said leisurely.

"Okay! Very good!" Le Hou roared wildly, his palms flipped slightly, and Da Songyang's hand turned into a palm shadow all over the sky, carrying the changes of yin and yang, sweeping towards Fang Ming.

All his skills are in his hands. At this time, in order to fight for his life, the Yin and Yang palms have already reached the peak of his life, and their energy is overwhelming, and they are extraordinary.

"Well... the martial arts of Songshan Sword Sect are quite interesting..."

Fang Ming nodded, and Dugu Nine Swords stabbed out, slightly condensed in the air.

Lehou felt the pain in his palms. When he looked closely, he found that his left and right hands had been penetrated to the sword at some point, bleeding, as if he had delivered them to him.

"This... what kind of sword technique is this?" Le Hou exclaimed.

He naturally knew that this superior method of using static and braking has already seen the essence of profound martial arts, and the requirements for grasping eyes and strength are extremely strict.

This person's martial arts are even more than his imagination, and he must have been unlucky today!

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "I, Lehou, wouldn't have thought that I would die here, but what kind of hatred does my Songshan Sect have with you? Please tell me it so that Le can die with peace of mind!"

"There is no grudge, but your senior brother Zuo Lengchan has a great ambition. If he integrates the Five Mountains Sword Sect, he will definitely have to deal with Shaolin next..."

Fang Ming saw a trace of enlightenment flashing in Lehou's eyes, and he never held back. He sent the tip of the sword and pierced Lehou's throat directly.

"Dugu Nine Swords: The Palm Breaking Style, it is your honor to die under this move..."

Fang Ming collected his sword and returned to the sheath. At this time, there was no spy from other forces around him. He had no intention of collecting the corpse for Le Hou. He directly let him use his light skills to leave by using his own light skills.

...

At this time, he was already the most powerful master in the world. He deliberately restrained himself and had no trouble along the way. He rushed to Fuzhou, Fujian with rushing forward.

Since I came here, the cassock that recorded the sword technique of warding off evil has to be taken.

Fang Ming inquired all the way to the old house in Xiangyang Lane of the Lin family. The old house itself was the old land of the Lin family. At this time, the Huashan Sect lived in in a grand manner.

In order to ward off evil swordsmanship, Lao Yue accepted Lin Pingzhi as his disciple. This move was extremely wonderful. At least he had taken over the great reputation. If the righteous people were put on the table, no one could compete with him.

At this time, two young men and women walked out of the mansion together. The man was handsome and the woman was pretty, and she was a pair of martial arts masters.

"Does Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi?"

If Linghu Chong had seen his junior sister so close to him, he would definitely be heartbroken and heartbroken, but Fang Ming had no reaction and slightly lowered his hat and stepped forward.

"Xiao Linzi, we just arrived in Fuzhou, and you didn't accompany me around..." Yue Lingshan said in a sweet voice, with a hint of sweet affection in her words.

"Okay! I'll accompany you to have a good time today. The market in Fuzhou is quite interesting, especially..."

"Especially, there are many Buddhist scriptures in the Baoshuzhai, right? You rummaged through the boxes and cabinets as soon as you come. Isn't that swordsmanship in the family still missing? But if you compare it with the original, you may get something..." Yue Lingshan interrupted without waiting for Lin Pingzhi to finish speaking.

The two of them spoke farther and farther away, but Fang Ming shook his head: "Oh... I'm so sexy, why bother to think so hard and have to be a eunuch? I'll do something good this time so that you don't have to slash that..."

By counting the martial arts books of the Jin system, this evil-proof sword score is the easiest to get, and it is also easy to learn and practice. As long as you grit your teeth and castrate yourself, you can become a top-notch master in the world in a few months. However, the price is too high, Fang Ming directly respects Bumin.

After taking out the cassock, Fang Ming randomly found a secluded place to study.

"The martial arts world is the best, and I cast myself out by wielding my sword...ah..."

Fang Ming looked at the first eight words, and looked backwards with a tooth pain. The sword move recorded in the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique can only be considered ordinary, but after cooperating with the special Qi-Practicing Method, there were extremely amazing changes, which made ordinary people unable to stop.

Unfortunately, Fang Ming is not an ordinary person. With a lot of magical secrets, he doesn't take much attention to the evil-repelling sword technique.

He now possesses the supreme treasures of Shura Yinsha Ability, Yijin Jing, Arhat Demon-Subduing Magical Art, and other supreme treasures. No matter how you look at it, they are much stronger than this evil-repelling sword recipe.

"If I spread the Shura Yinsha Ability, what changes will happen to the entire Smiling Proud Wanderer World?"

Fang Ming touched his chin, and there was a look of anticipation on his face.

...

The next morning, Fang Ming washed up and came to Xiangyang Lane again with a swagger.

"Big... Senior Brother? Why are you here?"

After knocking on the door, Inberro came out. He looked at Fang Ming's face, hesitated for a while and still screamed softly.

"You still remember me, it's great! But yesterday's Linghu Chong was expelled from Huashan by Master Yue, and he is no longer your senior brother..."

Fang Ming patted Ying Bai Luo on the shoulder: "Please ask the teacher to tell me about Linghu Guochong..."

He had some impression of this supporting role, and his final outcome seemed to be bad. He was killed by Yue Buqun. Of course, now that Fang Ming is coming, his life will be saved.

"oh……"
Chapter completed!