Chapter 692 Arrival
Fang Xingjian could feel that his physical body and sword intent could completely transform and combine with each other now, there was no longer any gap, and his entire physical body had turned into an existence like the Tongtian Sword Body.
Looking at his panel again, his strength has also improved again.
Name: Fang Xingjian Age: 19
Occupation: Eternal Sword Master
Level: Level 32
Strength qualities: 626
Speed qualities: 624
Reaction Quality: 529
Endurance quality: 510
Flexibility: 509
Martial Arts Will: 1500
Skills: Sword Power, Sword Power, Jade Immortal Sword Formation Level 50, Jade Immortal Sword Art Level 50
Level 32, third level god level, martial arts will points reached a full 1500 points, at this moment Fang Xingjian is confident that even in the face of the fourth level god level, or even the fifth level god level powerhouse, he can win the battle.
Moreover, he has reached the third level of the god level, the sword intent and the physical body are integrated, and he can extract ether fans to supplement his own consumption anytime and anywhere, and he will almost never run out of power.
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Just when Fang Xingjian returned to this world, Audrey was running fast on the snow-capped mountains. Her whole body turned into a black line, and she fled towards the depths of the mountains with a face full of fear.
Beside her are a dozen or so children of the Seven Great Aristocratic Families, including Xing Xing'er.
Fang Xingjian disappeared for a full month, and within this month, earth-shaking changes took place in the entire empire.
Not to mention other places, just here in the Arctic State where Audrey is located, the seven great families were originally cultivating in the mountains, waiting for Fang Xingjian's order.
As a result, the lineage of golden witches came to Arctic State. Only four golden-cloaked wizards beat the entire Arctic State helplessly. Later, they even went to the top of the snow-capped mountains. With their gold-type black magic, they shocked the seven great families.
Especially one of the god-level powerhouses, even Jacob, the patriarch of the Holy Light, is no match.
Obviously, the power of the Seven Great Aristocratic Families is too great, and they have been caught in the battle between the Golden Witch King, the Black Witch King, and the imperial family.
Thinking of the horror of those golden-cloaked wizards, Audrey couldn't help showing a trace of trembling.
The power of black magic is indeed terrifying, and all kinds of weird and insidious abilities are not something a knight can resist.
At this moment, Audrey really understood why the Wizards Association and the Holy See of Truth were the two most powerful forces in the mainland according to the rumors.
Xing Xing'er showed a look of fear, and said: "No, we can't escape."
Young Master Meng, one of the four noble sons of the Seven Great Aristocrats at the side, also looked downcast: "Then what can we do? Frontal resistance is not an opponent at all. We can do nothing but run away."
At this moment, Audrey looked at the mountains in the distance and said, "Let's go there!"
Everyone followed Audrey's gaze, Xing Xing'er sighed, and said, "Audrey, don't you give up? Fang Xingjian probably died in the Nine Heavens Palace long ago."
The mountain that Audrey looked at was the place where Fang Xingjian practiced last.
Young Master Meng at the side sighed: "That kid Fang Xingjian is too arrogant, he has only practiced for how long? He couldn't wait to attack the second heavenly palace, how could it be so easy to break through the nine heavenly palaces.
What's more, almost a month has passed now, and he still hasn't appeared. He didn't come even after the Seven Great Aristocratic Families suffered such serious injuries. He could only be lost in the second heavenly palace and become a living dead. "
Xing Xing'er on the other side trembled and said: "And what if he came? Those gold-robed wizards are monsters among monsters. They can't be killed at all. Didn't you see Chief Jacob and them battle?"
Thinking of the strange behavior of the golden-robed wizard in battle, the physical body that would recover no matter what kind of attack it received, and the power of evil gods that could crush all kinds of martial arts wills, they felt chills down their backs.
Xingxing shook his head, lowered his head and said: "It's useless, even if Fang Xingjian is still alive, he can't be the opponent of the golden robe wizard, black magic is too scary, knights are inherently weaker than wizards.
It is only now that I understand why the Wizarding Association has been able to spread across the mainland for so many years, and even the Holy See of Truth cannot wipe them out.
Even if it wasn't for the wizards of different factions to fight each other, the continent would have been unified by them long ago, right? "
Hearing Xing Xing'er's face full of despair, the others also tilted their heads and became dejected, with expressions of approval on their faces.
This time they were completely frightened by the golden robe wizard, just because the power of black magic and evil gods far exceeded their imagination.
At this moment, a golden light descended from the sky, and a wizard in a golden robe appeared in front of everyone.
It was an old man who looked to be in his forties or fifties, and there was a trace of indifferent golden light in his eyes.
Looking across the crowd present, they felt an incomparably tyrannical pressure rushing towards their faces, as if mountains were pressing down on them.
A hint of despair flashed across the faces of Xing Xing'er and Young Master Meng.
Although the opponent is not a god-level powerhouse among the golden robe wizards, it is more than enough to deal with them.
"Kneel down and surrender." The middle-aged wizard said coldly, "I'm not interested in killing ants."
Xingxing'er and the others knelt down on the ground trembling. Young Master Meng gritted his teeth and said coldly: "You captured us back, and you will use black magic to enslave us and make us slaves and puppets. Why surrender like you?"
The middle-aged wizard glanced at Young Master Meng and said with a playful smile, "That's true, but at least kneel down and surrender, so you won't have to suffer too much."
While speaking, he, Mr. Meng, had already sprinted several times in a row, and his whole body carried a dreamlike aura, turning into countless lights and shadows and sprinting towards the middle-aged wizard.
Phantoms covering one layer after another, combined with the roars of thousands of people and horses, the tremor of the earth, and the collision of swords, it was as if he had turned into thousands of horses and rushed to kill him alone.
Officially, the illusion killing method that the Huanmeng family is best at, at this moment, Mr. Meng is fighting desperately, just to find a way out.
But faced with this move, the middle-aged wizard just smiled coldly, and the next moment his hands formed seals, a series of spells erupted from his body.
"Patriarch, please descend to the realm!"
In an instant, a big golden hand condensed with the power of the evil god rushed out of his body and rushed towards the thousands of troops.
There was a crackling sound, the power of the big golden hand was so violent that almost as soon as it appeared, it directly exploded the air in a radius of several kilometers, the boundless phantom was directly exploded, and thousands of ice and snow rose into the sky.
The huge palm grasped Young Master Meng's body, and with a gentle pinch, he had already turned Young Master Meng into a puddle of mud that was constantly struggling. He wanted to be reborn, but he couldn't be reborn anyway.
Gently pinching Young Master Meng's body, the middle-aged wizard looked at everyone coldly and said, "You..."
But the next moment, Zong's palm had already pinched his head, and words full of murderous intent sounded softly in his mind, as if a long sword had scraped across his cerebral cortex.
"Don't talk, don't resist."
"Because the strength to pinch the ants without pinching them to death is hard to control."
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The rest is not bad. Today everyone will leave first. Tomorrow there will be at least three more shifts.