The Demon Sect assigned ladies, and I drew the Righteous Fairy

Chapter 88: Fighting is just card counting
clang!
The Blood Sun Sword slashed on a white light shield, making a sound of clashing swords, but it couldn't cut any further.

A white light curtain appeared around Fang Yang, turning into a defense shield with no blind spots, protecting Fang Yang firmly.

"This is."

The junior disciples were all stunned.

"Dragon Scale Talisman?!"

"What is a dragon scale charm?"

"You don't know this? This is a fourth-grade defensive talisman paper. Once used, it can protect itself without blind spots. It can withstand the attack of a mid-stage Jindan and last for an incense stick of time!"

"This is the strongest defensive talisman paper among the fourth grade, and Fang Yang actually has it!"

"Which fairy made it for him? If a fairy could make one for me, I would kneel down and be a dog!"

Zhang Chunjiu's red eyes also showed surprise, "The fairies of the righteous way are really good to you. You are so good at winning people's hearts. It's a pity to kill you."

Although he said this, the Blood Sun Blade continued to slash down, creating sparks on the light shield formed by the Dragon Scale Talisman.

But I can't always break through.

Zhang Chunjiu sneered: "The dragon scale talisman can only last for one stick of incense. When the time is up, I wonder what else you can do?"

If it weren't for the rule of the Bloodstone Challenge that no one else should be involved in the fight between two people, he would have turned around and tortured those righteous fairies long ago.

But it doesn’t matter now. At worst, he can wait for a stick of incense. As soon as the dragon scale talisman disappears, he will kill Fang Yang immediately!
Fang Yang seems to be protecting himself heavily, but isn't he also imprisoned in a circle?
What else could he do?
In the circular light shield, Fang Yang sat cross-legged, took out the storage bag, lifted the bag upside down, and poured it down.

Amid many shocked gazes, dozens of pills and more than ten spiritual herbs fell out of the storage bag, all of which could quickly heal injuries and restore spiritual energy and physical strength.

Zhang Chunjiu's eyes widened instantly, "How come you have so many medicinal herbs?!"

As a yellow-level disciple, he received far more resource support than a junior disciple like Fang Yang.

But he only had seven or eight second- and third-grade medicinal pills and only three spiritual herbs.

But Fang Yang casually poured out dozens of pills and more than ten spiritual herbs, most of which were third-grade. This wealth far exceeded that of a yellow-level disciple like him.

Zhang Chunjiu turned around and looked at Qin Xueyan and the other three, and said in a ferocious voice, "Are you fairies really devoted to this little beast? How come he has played with you all?"

Zheng Chengdan asked Fang Yang to be Mo Yurou's "grindstone". It seems that Fang Yang has almost polished this fairy Mo.

In this way, he could kill Fang Yang with peace of mind and offer Mo Yurou to Zheng Chengdan, making him trust himself more.

And he could use those four righteous fairies as a cauldron, and ascend to the Golden Core Realm before Ling'er was sent to Fengyue Town, and suddenly kill Zheng Chengdan when he was off guard.

Afterwards, he took Ling'er and ran away, and he did not regret it even though he was hunted down by the Tianhuan Sect.

Zhang Chunjiu's thoughts became more and more crazy and reckless. A strange pink light flashed in his red eyes, but he didn't even notice it.

At this time, Fang Yang was sitting safely in the light shield, picking up the elixirs and spiritual herbs that were overflowing with spiritual energy and stuffing them into his mouth like snacks.

While eating, he practiced his martial arts, and the wounds on his body that were caused by the forceful digestion of the demon pill's spiritual energy gradually healed.

The spiritual energy absorbed during the previous battle was also recovering rapidly.

"Senior Sister, the spiritual herbs you planted and the elixir I made finally helped him!"

Ning Miaomiao couldn't help but feel happy when she saw this. She temporarily felt relieved for Fang Yang and was also happy for herself.

Although she has lost her cultivation, she is not a useless person after all and can still help others.

There was no smile on Qin Xueyan's face.

She knew Fang Yang's situation best, and knew that Fang Yang had forcibly integrated so much demon pill spiritual energy in such a short period of time that his meridians had been damaged.

Even if he used elixirs and herbs to temporarily restore his combat power to its best state and defeated Zhang Chunjiu, if there was no subsequent treatment, not only would his meridians not be able to recover, but his life would probably be in danger.

But, we can't disturb him now.

Qin Xueyan frowned, clenched her hands, and stared at Fang Yang without blinking.

Or maybe I’m not strong enough. Just the damage to my foundation is enough to prevent me from breaking through the Soul Sealing Pill.

Qin Xueyan, there must not be a next time!
"So what if you have recovered? If the dragon scale talisman disappears, you will still die." Seeing Fang Yang's injuries recovering quickly, Zhang Chunjiu sneered. Fang Yang hid the dragon scale talisman, so why didn't he have some hidden tricks?

He even had a way to force out all of Fang Yang's stuff in advance.

"Fang Yang, do you still remember that I was the one who took you away from the village?"

Some humanity returned to Zhang Chunjiu's ferocious face, as if he was planning to take advantage of this last opportunity to reminisce about the past when he and Fang Yang met.

Fang Yang sat cross-legged, his tightly closed eyes moved slightly. Zhang Chunjiu sneered in his heart, it seemed that he guessed right, the weakness of this little beast was still his parents.

Zhang Chunjiu continued, "You seemed to be only about ten years old that year. I passed by that village and saw you. I thought you were a promising person, so I convinced your parents to take you away."

"You must be very unwilling, right? Your parents heard that you might become an immortal, so they let you go so easily."

"But, you're wrong."

Zhang Chunjiu suddenly laughed, his face twisted, "In fact, your parents are unwilling to let you go no matter what. I have no choice but to kill them, hahahaha!"

"You still remember, right? The night you left, I told you that your parents didn't come to see you off because they didn't want to be sad. You were very filial and said you understood them."

"But you don't know that, at that time, I had already thrown your parents into the mountains and they were eaten by wild beasts, hahahaha!"

"This, this..." The junior disciples who were watching from a distance looked at each other in bewilderment.

Some were in disbelief, others kept their heads down and remained silent.

Their experiences coming to the Demon Sect were different. Some, like Fang Yang, were kept in the dark, while others already knew the truth.

But what does it matter if you know it?
Even if they don't want to, they have to surrender, and even become true members of the Demon Sect like Zhang Chunjiu in order to survive.

"Beast!!"

Wang Yujiao, who was holding Buhei, turned pale when she heard this and couldn't help but curse loudly.

Zhang Suqin and Ning Miaomiao also looked pale. Chen Wanrou suddenly said, "Fang Yang, don't be impulsive!"

"Zhang Chunjiu, I'm going to kill you!!"

But it was too late. Fang Yang jumped up, his extremely angry face filled with murderous intent, so strong that he lost his composure.

Amidst exclamations, Fang Yang took the dragon scale talisman on his own initiative and took out everything in the storage bag.

Dozens of attack talismans and more than ten attack formations were seen flying towards Zhang Chunhua. Fang Yang, holding two second-grade long swords, also rushed over frantically!
Zhang Chunjiu's mouth curled up, and a smug smile appeared on his ferocious face.

"be cheated."

Fang Yang was completely enraged by him and finally used all his cards, and he could also use his own cards with confidence.

Zhang Chunjiu threw out a piece of golden talisman paper with electric current flashing on it, and it flew straight towards Fang Yang's talisman paper and magic array sea.

"Fourth-grade Thunder Talisman!"

Amid the cries of disbelief and horror from all around, the Thunder Talisman exploded and turned into a ball of lightning, smashing all the attacking talismans and magic circles that Fang Yang had thrown out into pieces!
At the same time, the Blood Sun Sword slashed down from mid-air. Fang Yang tried to block it hastily, but both swords were cut off at the same time!

"it's over!"

Zhang Chunjiu sneered.

Suddenly, his smile froze.

A piece of talisman paper suddenly appeared in the sky above his head. Amidst the shining light, a hundred flying swords appeared, all with their sword tips pointing downwards, aiming at him.

Instantly, the terrifying murderous aura completely enveloped Zhang Chunjiu, and fear appeared on his ferocious face for the first time.

"Hundred Sword Talisman? The most powerful killing talisman below the fifth rank. How could you have it? Didn't I destroy all your talisman papers?"

Fang Yang's furious expression suddenly became calm.

"Fighting is nothing more than calculating the cards in your opponent's hand and playing them in the correct order, making your opponent play the wrong cards. That's all... What a pity, Zhang Chunjiu, your card skills are too poor. You can play a good hand of cards badly."

(End of this chapter)