I practice the Tao by blind practice

(ps: I just found out that the last chapter was eaten, and it seems that nothing was written. Modify it and see when it can be released!)
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Under the thick night, a figure was like lightning, galloping all the way towards the junction of the two major forces of the Demon Palace and the Tianfu in the mining area.

This figure was naturally that Fang Xuan.

At this moment, he was dressed in tattered cassock, and the hairpin on his head was missing somewhere. Without the restraint of the hairpin, he looked extremely embarrassed with his disheveled hair.

As a member of the Tianfu's anti-enemy camp, after the failed raid on the Demon Palace camp, he was on the territory of the Demon Palace in the mining area, so it could be said that there were enemies everywhere.

Running all the way, relying on his own strength, he has been under the siege of several groups of enemies one after another, and finally broke out.

When the situation was most critical, he faced the siege of six or seven angels at the same time with his own strength.

But Fang Xuan is arrogant, although he is a little arrogant, but he does have the capital to be proud of.

Six or seven angels of the same level as him besieged one of them, but he killed one of them instead, and finally escaped.

It has to be said that his record is really astonishing. In terms of combat power, although he is not invincible at the level of Tianxian, he is definitely considered the top existence among them.

Although he fled all the way, although he looked extremely miserable, his injuries were not serious.

Although the robe was stained with blood, it was basically stained with the blood of the enemy. There was only a hideous wound on his back, and the blood had basically stopped.

With his tyrannical strength, according to his plan, when the attack on the camp starts, and when the opponent's camp is caught off guard, as long as his subordinates can attract more than half of the combat power in the camp, he wants to snatch the star stones left in it. Mine really has a high chance of success.

To defeat an average-strength team in the enemy's camp, at most it would be a sneak attack on the opponent's patrol team, and earn a little merit by beheading the enemy.

Fang Xuan dared to lead a team to sneak attack on the Demon Palace camp, wanting to make an idea of ​​other people's starstone mines. His own tyrannical strength was the capital he relied on.

At this moment, the reason why he was in such a mess was entirely due to an accident.

"Those guys in the team may have lost some strength, but they are barely qualified to be used as cannon fodder."

"It's a pity that because of this accident, I was so embarrassed myself, and those guys under my command don't know how many people will escape in the end."

"The team I lead has suffered heavy casualties in every mission. This time, if the subordinates are wiped out again, I don't know when they will be assigned to me again in the camp!"

Sighing lightly, Fang Xuan gritted his teeth again when he thought of the Chen Hai who caused the accident.

That Chen Hai was conscripted from a remote place, came to this mining area, and was assigned to the enemy camp, and it was only a month or so.

It should be impossible to say that he betrayed Tianfu and colluded with the Demon Palace.

However, that guy's angry shout exposed his entire group, which is an undeniable fact. …

This time, Fang Xuan's team sneaked into the Demon Palace mining area, but they didn't get a single hair, and instead suffered heavy casualties.

Chen Hai let everyone's deeds be revealed, no matter what the reason was, his team must be blamed for such a loss.

"It's almost time, at most the distance is less than mile, and you can enter our Tianfu territory."

"When I get there, I will be safe. Those guys in the Demon Palace will never have the guts to chase me all the way there."

"After getting out of trouble, that Chen Hai, I will destroy his nine clans!"

After cursing a few words in a low voice, Fang Xuan's escape speed increased a little again.

At this moment, a burly figure leaped up from a steamed bun hill more than a hundred feet away.

"I thought who was it, who dared to penetrate dozens of miles into the territory of our magic palace to get the idea of ​​the ore in our camp?"

"So it was you, Fang Xuan, who came all the way and killed many of us. Are you deceiving us that there is no one in the Demon Palace?"

"Suppress the world with fists, suffer death!"

The burly figure hadn't really landed yet, and there was still a long distance away from Fang Xuan. He had already punched Fang Xuan from a distance, and blasted towards Fang Xuan.

The thick bloody smell, with the burly man's fist as the center, dissipated towards the surroundings.

Wherever the smell of blood pervades, the void is filled with blood in an instant, and the endless blood-colored airflow surges and surges, and finally gathers together and turns into a huge blood-colored fist, blasting towards Fang Xuan's position.

Before the fist could really land, the incomparable strength and terrifying coercion had already caused the ground under Fang Xuan's feet to sag.

In this sunken place, one might not be able to notice anything, but from a distance, one can clearly see that the sunken land just presents a huge fist mark.

"Wei Wushuang, one of the Ten Great Immortals of the Devil's Palace, is you..." Seeing the burly man, Fang Xuan's face changed obviously.

With a sound of 'shua', the long sword that had been carried on his back all this time heard only a sound of the sword.

The next moment, this sharp sword with a cold light appeared in his hand.

In an instant, he cut out thousands of sword shadows, and these sword shadows were densely packed, facing the bloody fist that was shooting towards him.

Fang Xuan, who cut out these sword shadows, pinched the sword formula in his hand repeatedly. Under his driving force, the countless sword shadows quickly gathered together during the flight, and finally turned into a huge sword with a size of several tens of feet. sharp edge.

"Boom...boom...boom..." The giant sword and the bloody fist finally collided.

At this moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the sun and the moon dimmed.

The already hazy night sky became completely dark.

"Deng Deng Deng..." Fang Xuan couldn't stop retreating, almost every time he took a step back, he opened his mouth and spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Not only that, but traces of blood seeped from his body all over his body, making him look like a blood man at this moment.

From the looks of it, facing Wei Wushuang, with just one move, he already had a superior opinion, which hurt him badly.

With a sound of "Boom...", Wei Wushuang, who had swung his fist from mid-air, finally landed at this moment, his feet stepped on the ground, and the whole area seemed to tremble slightly. …

"It's just a defeat, Fang Xuan, I haven't seen you for several years, and you are still so useless."

"It's just one punch, and it hurts like this. How many blows can you catch a casserole-sized fist from me, Mr. Wei?"

Fang Xuan's miserable appearance caught Wei Wushuang's eyes, and he laughed out loud with a mocking expression on his face.

While speaking, he stepped in one step, and judging by his posture, he seemed ready to punch Fang Xuanlai again.

"Wei Wushuang, I admit that you are stronger than me, but so what? If you want to kill me, it's just a dream!"

"Thousand swords rise, blood sword escape!"

Fang Xuan, who was already dripping with blood, sneered, and his whole body exploded with a 'wave'.

There are at least tens of thousands of blood swords in the size of more than an inch, and they shoot out in all directions with him as the center.

Although Wei Wushuang swung his fist in time, it was still a step behind.

Although most of the densely packed blood swords were wiped out by his fists, there were still quite a few of them, which escaped and disappeared into the thick night.

"This trick again? You are a waste, what else can you do besides escape!"

"I annihilated most of the blood sword, even if I managed to escape from my hands, you, who have been severely injured, don't have three or five years to recuperate, don't even think about recovering!"

With a look of disdain, Wei Wushuang sneered.

As long as the blood sword remains, Fang Xuan will not really die. It is not the first time Wei Wushuang has learned about his blood sword escape.

At least dozens of hundreds of blood swords scattered and fled in all directions. He wanted to continue chasing and killing them, but he couldn't catch them up.

He didn't bother to keep holding on to Fang Xuan, and after spitting hard on the ground, Wei Wushuang shook his body and disappeared on the spot.