Chapter 663 The Great Sword Demon Technique

Due to the presence of Lord Long and the increasing number of monks watching the battle, from all sects and sects, the Taoist Master of the Third North Road was no longer willing to go his own way. After some low-level discussion, he learned that this kid was not really a member of the Haihai Clan. It was Brother Nanzhan who came up, and he had no reason to reject him. Seeing that Lord Long seemed to be just watching with a smile, and had no intention of stopping him, he had no choice but to agree. This kid Nanzhan wanted to go up the mountain to die, and they I won't refuse, as long as I don't break with the Hai Clan because of this.

"Master Taoist, I, the Lingqiao Sect, recommend myself and I am willing to guard the first level!"

The master of Qixiu Peak of Lingqiao Sect cast his seal and quietly came to the three masters of Beisan Dao and respectfully recommended himself.

"That's good. The leader of the sixth formation was injured by that crazy old man just now, so you can take his place!"

The Taoist Master of Beisan Dao agreed, and immediately laughed out loud in Shifayin, and immediately led his disciples to go up the mountain to guard. For him, it was a lucky turn of events, and God had blessed him. His only regret was that he could only guard the sixth level, and he could only guard the sixth level. I wonder if this little devil has the ability to get in front of me. If he loses his life in the first few levels, I will definitely feel a lot of regret.

The monks looking south also had strange looks in their eyes, ranging from shame to panic, and it was difficult to distinguish them one by one.

There are some people among them who are very ambitious, but they are not strong enough, and climbing the mountain is just to die. Secondly, they are all monks from the Northern Territory sects. Their status is inconsistent and they cannot climb the mountain. At this time, they seem to be weak-minded. Li Hongyi is in this way.

The only one who had no hesitation to follow Fang Xing to Fengchan Mountain was the Golden Crow. Fang Xing glanced at it with a half-smile but not a smile. The Golden Crow knew what he wanted to say, and gave a weird laugh and said, "I didn't go with you last time. Entering Gui Ruins, Lord Dajin, I have made a big loss. Although you are rushing into the mountains for the orthodoxy of the human race, who knows whether you will grab something good when you go up the mountain? Lord Dajin, I have to follow you, lest you I'll see you get rich again in the future, but you won't be as rich as me, Lord Jin, and I'll look at you with envy..."

As for Dragon Girl, she just stayed to take care of old monster Wan Luo and did not follow him.

No different than Da Jinwu, she is a well-known descendant of the Dragon Clan, and due to her status, she is careful not to climb mountains.

Li Hongyi seemed to be unwilling to accept it. She avoided the gaze of the Taoist Master of Yinling Dao and hurriedly sent a message to Fang Xing: "Don't be so impatient. Let's wait for a while and we will discuss it in the long run..."

"The murderous intention has arisen and I can't wait any longer!"

Seeing that Li Hongyi had something to say, Fang Xing didn't bother to pay attention. He laughed, took out the Blood Drinking Crazy Knife in his hand, made two false cuts, and shouted towards the mountain: "Young Master Fang Xing of Nanzhan, come and kowtow." Guan, have you bastards washed your necks?"

"Haha, the elder of the Kuhai Yun family, Yun Yao is here to guard the gate, kid... you asked for this!"

A loud laugh came from above, and the elder of the Kuhaiyun family even came out of the formation to see if it was really the little devil. When he saw him, he was extremely excited and felt that there was something from heaven. Eyes, letting this little devil come to the door is like the first step of Longjian Court's meeting with the Yun family guarding the formation. Yun Yao saw the little devil and said in his heart that he was very lucky.

"Haha, it turns out we are an acquaintance!"

Fang Xing's eyes flashed, and he strode up the mountain, taking dozens of steps in one step.

Behind him, the Great Golden Crow's wings spread out, its golden light shining brightly, like a golden cloud following behind him.

Even though they knew that the enemy was guarding a large formation in front of them and their lives would be at risk if they lost, these two guys did not hesitate at all and rushed straight into the formation. For a moment, the smoke and clouds surged and the sword energy was fierce. The two of them were swallowed up, and in the void where the formation appeared, sword lights emerged one after another, and a world of glazed glass enveloped Fang Xing and the Golden Crow in the middle.

"It's just the two of them. If they want to break into this formation, isn't it really... too difficult?"

"Is it... that you are overestimating your abilities?"

Brother Nanzhan was already drinking lowly, with an extremely strange look on his face.

Li Hongyi, on the other hand, just sighed in a low voice: "Do I really want him to lose all my luck to Nanzhan alone?"

"Hahahaha, little devil, you have been smart all your life, but you have automatically entered the door of death. I thank God for venting my hatred on the Yun family!"

The first elder of the Yun family shouted fiercely and laughed wildly. The sword in his hand activated the endless sword light. At the same time, he waved the command flag in his hand. Hundreds of sword cultivators from the Yun family hid in the formation at the same time, although they could not see their bodies. However, the powerful sword energy surged in from all directions. It seemed that endless sword energy would surge in anytime and anywhere. Every inch of skin on the body was filled with sword energy, just like Ling Chi.

"Jin Liuzi, the rules of operation of the eight gates of this formation are..."

Fang Xing remained silent, but the runes manifested in his eyes. Through the Yin Yang Divine Demon Mirror, he was able to break through the eight gates of the sword formation, and then passed the eight gates' positions and operating rules to the Great Golden Crow, who did not dare to neglect it. , the two claws stretched and contracted like cramps, and while pushing and pushing, he grasped the operating rules of the sword formation in his mind, and passed it to Fang Xing with his spiritual thoughts.

"This formation is the first of the ten formations of Fengchan. It looks like a sword formation, but it is actually a great formation of metal. It belongs to one of the five elements. Sword Dao is originally a great avenue evolved from the metal of the five elements. Now you and I join forces, the formation of this great formation The rules of operation are not a problem for the two of us at all. The most difficult thing is how to defeat the people protecting the formation. This formation is made of metal. According to speculation, you can use fire magic, or..."

"Or to put it more simply, use gold to overcome gold. They use kendo, so I will use kendo too!"

Fang Xing took it and said in a cold voice: "I have a Jinxing Dharma seed, and it's about time it sprouted!"

Looking at the endless wave of swords rolling in front of him, Fang Xing lowered his head and overturned his palms.

"When Lao Taishan gave me instructions on how to practice, he once said that I possessed seven kinds of Dharma. I didn't understand it at the time. Later I realized that one of the seven kinds of Dharma he mentioned was the Golden Element Dharma. , the sword fetus obtained. The sword fetus is the golden method, passed down from ancient times, with unparalleled quality. Your sword fetuses are all raised in the sea of ​​consciousness. The longer they are warmed, the faster they grow. But my sword fetus, Unlike you, it cannot be raised. It can only nourish the fetus with the sword and practice the technique with battle. This is its purpose of teaching me the nameless technique..."

During the exchange with the Great Golden Crow, Fang Xing's eyes lit up slightly, flashing with a cold light.

"Everyone thinks that Lao Taishan has taught me the secrets of the Sea Clan within this month. In fact, he has pointed out the way to practice for me!"

In Fang Xing's palm, a ball of black light the size of an egg emerged, with a dark golden color that changed erratically.

"If you have a golden formation, I will suppress it with the metal method..."

Within that ball of black light, the dark golden color became brighter and brighter, illuminating Fang Xing's cold brows and eyes.

"Haha, even if you, the Fifth Ancestor of Nanzhan, break my first sword formation, you have to sacrifice your life. Let me see what you are capable of..."

Seeing that Fang Xing remained motionless, Yun Yao couldn't hold it any longer. With a sharp shout, he waved his command flag and rumbled. The first formation was already running crazily. The Yun family sword cultivator guarding the formation followed suit. The formation moved, and in an instant, dozens of sword lights appeared behind Fang Xing, intertwined into a network, and slashed straight at Fang Xing and the Golden Crow, pointing directly at Fang Xing's vital points.

"Old men give one life in exchange for the method of breaking the formation, but the young master... will give one hundred in exchange!"

Just as the sword light surged toward Fang Xing, Fang Xing suddenly moved, his body flipped up and landed on the back of the Big Golden Crow. At the same time, he pinched it with his fingers, and a blue mist floated over, suddenly blocking it. The figure of him and the Big Golden Crow were exposed, and dozens of sword lights intertwined, slashing through the place where he was standing just now, and actually smashed into the air. The surprised Yun family swordsman was shocked in his heart, and he had no idea what happened.

"The Great Sword Demon Technique!"

At this moment, Fang Xing suddenly appeared from behind a young sword cultivator from the Yun family. A ball of black light bloomed in his palm, bursting with endless demonic intent. When his palm was touched, a dark light burst out from within the ball of black light. The sword intention, such as Qie Dou Mansion, cut off the head of the Yun family sword cultivator who was in the early stage of Jindan with a "chi" sound. The sword cultivators around him were shocked, and when the flying sword came, Fang Xing disappeared again.

The magic of appearing and disappearing, the magic of the sword demon!

After understanding the true meaning of the nameless technique taught by the black sword embryo, this nameless technique had a name.

Sword magic!

The so-called nameless technique that Fang Xing started practicing was the Sword Demon Technique!

However, without understanding the true meaning, he could not use the sword embryo, nor could he know the name of this technique.

"What kind of magic is that?"

Yun Yao, the chief executive of the Yun family, had his eyes widened, his heart was chilling, and he roared. Fang Xing's elusiveness made him feel something bad. He immediately turned the formation to the extreme, using the principles of the formation to sense Fang Xing. Where Xing is, it's like waving a big net, constantly covering Fang Xing's hesitation. When he is in the formation, the power of the entire formation is tied together, and he can do whatever he wants.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Under the attack of the entire formation, Fang Xing laughed loudly, his body disappeared and appeared, a black light appeared in his palm, and endless sword intent emerged. Not only was he not bound by this formation, , Instead, he walked around the formation, and kept killing holes in the formation one after another. The sword cultivator Yun Jian guarding the formation, under the sweep of the black light in his palm, heads fell one by one like rain. On the ground...

"Little devil, don't kill me, the younger generation of the Yun family, if you have the guts to come out and fight!"

At this time, Yun Yao was sweating with shock, and his heart was bleeding. Those heads were not just numbers. They were all the hard work of the Yun family. Every time he raised one, he had hundreds of thousands of clan members. The Yun family has picked out good seedlings from thousands of miles away, and spent countless efforts of their elders to cultivate them, but at this moment, they are cut up like worthless cabbage?

This kind of heartache is simply stronger than seeing Yun Du being abolished!

This also led to him unable to bear the temptation to declare war directly. Originally, the formation-protecting monks used the power of the formation to lead those who broke into the formation. When they had no other choice, the formation master came forward to compete head-on. It was like the five elders who broke into the formation. During the formation, it was suddenly necessary to separate four people to resist the power of the formation. Only one person from Longjianting was allowed to fight against Yun Yao. This was the power of the formation, but at this time, it was the other way around.

That little devil, who knew what kind of magic he had used, actually took advantage of the momentum of the formation and massacred the younger members of the Yun family. In turn, he, the leader of the formation, had to shout and challenge him, and the formation became a His concern and involvement...

"It seems that not enough people have been killed..."

Fang Xing's voice rang out from a corner of the formation, he clapped his hands together, black light shot out, and four or five more heads fell to the ground.

By this time, the number of younger members of the Yun family who had died under his sword had exceeded fifty!

The old men exchanged one life for a chance to pass the battle, and I will exchange a hundred for a chance to pass the battle.

The difference is, they use their own, I use yours!