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

Chapter 89 Meeting with Mr. Fang

Zhang Chunjiu used Fang Yang's parents to provoke him, which was originally a good move.

This is also one of Zhang Chunjiu's trump cards against Fang Yang.

But Zhang Chunjiu could never have imagined that the soul in the body of Fang Yang in front of him had already been replaced by someone else.

The original incarnation's parents can no longer influence the current Fang Yang's emotions.

Zhang Chunjiu actually played a useless card just now.

Fang Yang directly threw out the Little King. Those densely packed offensive talismans and magic arrays forced Zhang Chunjiu to use his trump card: the Thunder Talisman.

At this time, Fang Yang finally threw out his king - Hundred Sword Talisman.

This was Fang Yang's second real battle, but he had already grasped the true meaning of it. It turned out that the battle between cultivators was just a turn-based card game.

It's all about calculation.

If you want to win, besides keeping up with your cultivation, you also need to have enough cards in your hand, and most importantly, you need to know how to play your cards.

Obviously, Fang Yang has more cards than Zhang Chunjiu, and he knows how to play them correctly.

Zhang Chunjiu has already lost this battle.

Whoosh whoosh!

Hundreds of swords fell down with a loud bang. Zhang Chunjiu roared loudly and summoned a huge blood-red shield, covering his entire body.

"Blood Emperor Shield!"

"It's actually a fourth-grade defensive magic weapon, the Blood Emperor Shield!"

The junior disciples exclaimed that the Blood Emperor Shield was one of the most powerful defensive magical weapons among the fourth-grade ones.

I didn’t expect that Zhang Chunjiu actually had such a powerful magical weapon!
But the Blood Emperor Shield could only passively defend, while the hundreds of swords falling from the sky were overwhelming. The huge shield blocked most of the flying swords, but more than ten of them still pierced Zhang Chunjiu!

"what!!!"

Zhang Chunjiu screamed miserably, his whole body was pierced with long swords transformed from spiritual light.

Because Qin Xueyan had no spiritual power when she drew the talisman, although the Hundred Swords Talisman was drawn, its actual power was only half of the normal Hundred Swords Talisman. Therefore, these more than ten lightsabers disappeared quickly after stabbing Zhang Chunjiu.

Zhang Chunjiu was seriously injured, but managed to survive.

But his current condition was extremely bad and he could no longer be Fang Yang's opponent. Zhang Chunjiu's red eyes were extremely ferocious.

"Even if I die, I won't let you have it easy!"

The Blood Sun Blade flew out again, but instead of slashing towards Fang Yang, it slashed towards Chen Wanrou who was closest to her!
Zhang Chunjiu knew that he was going to die, but his vicious nature was revealed. Before he died, he wanted to kill someone Fang Yang cared about as a scapegoat.

Chen Wanrou was the closest, so naturally she became the best target.

“Wanrou!!”

"Junior sister!"

Fang Yang's face changed, but he was too far away and it was too late. The three women beside Chen Wanrou had no spiritual power and their speed was even slower than the Blood Sun Sword. They could only watch with bloodshot eyes as the blood-red blade chopped towards Chen Wanrou's white neck!

Chen Wanrou was stunned, her pupils filled with the image of the bloody long sword approaching instantly.

In the past, she could have blocked this kind of magic weapon with just a wave of her hand.

But now, she could only wait for death to come with her body stiff.

It is said that before a person dies, scenes of his or her entire life will flash through his or her mind, and he or she will think of the most important people.

But at this moment, Chen Wanrou's mind was blank and filled with fear of death.

puff!
The blade cut into the flesh, blood spurted out, splashing all over Chen Wanrou's face.

She stared blankly at the sturdy man standing in front of her.

The man's arms were gone and his body was covered in blood. The knife had hit his chest, almost cutting him in half.

But the man's muscles were strong and he managed to get the Blood Sun Blade stuck.

With a creaking sound, the blade moved forward with difficulty, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, which was unbearable to watch.

"Wang Shi?!"

Amid the fairies' exclamations of disbelief, Fang Yang had already rushed to Zhang Chunjiu, holding the sword in both hands and slashing at his face.

The Blood Sun Blade was stuck in Wang Shi's flesh and blood, and could not be retracted for the time being. Zhang Chunjiu could only raise the Blood Emperor Shield to block it. Suddenly, Zhang Chunjiu's movements froze.

A dart pierced through his throat, and then four more darts pierced through various vital points on his body.

Zhang Chunjiu's body trembled, and the Blood Emperor Shield fell to the ground with a clang. He raised his hand with difficulty, trying to grab Fang Yang, but fell to the ground with a bang.

Blood flowed from under him, his body kept twitching, and a hoarse sound came from his mouth, which gradually became lower and lower until it disappeared.

Fang Yang looked down at Zhang Chunjiu's body with a cold gaze. He no longer had the disgust and fear he felt when he killed someone for the first time. He just felt a little emotional:
"It turns out that even the death of a foundation-building cultivator is so ugly."

"Wang Shi!"

Chen Wanrou's shout was heard nearby, and Fang Yang hurried over. He saw Wang Shi lying on the ground, his upper body almost split in half by the Xueyang Sword, and his dark face had turned pale.

He looked at Chen Wanrou, opened his mouth, but could only spit out blood.

"What do you want to say?"

Chen Wanrou squatted beside him with a complicated expression, it was hard to tell whether it was sadness or shock.

She could never have imagined that Wang Shi would actually chase her to Panhuanyuan and risk his life to save her at the most critical moment.

Seeing that this man who had forced herself and tried to please her was about to die in front of her, she didn't know what to do.

Wang Shi's lips continued to move. Chen Wanrou lowered her head, put her ear close, and finally heard what Wang Shi said.

"Yes, I'm sorry. In my next life, I just want to be a..."

"what?"

Chen Wanrou didn't hear clearly and asked subconsciously, but Wang Shi didn't make any sound. She looked down and saw that Wang Shi's eyes were wide open and his pupils were dilated, and he was dead.

Chen Wanrou looked at him for a long time, then reached out her hand and smoothed his eyes.

"I understand, Wang Shi. I hope you can get what you want in your next life. I'm sorry."

She was grateful to Wang Shi for saving her, but she could not have any other feelings for him after all.

Ning Miaomiao, Zhang Suqin and Wang Yujiao all gathered around, and sighed as they watched Wang Shi die tragically.

Zhang Suqin's eyes were slightly red, "There are also pitiful people in the Demon Sect."

"Greetings, Master Fang!"

Suddenly, Zhou Tiesheng half-knelt on the ground and saluted Fang Yang.

The other junior disciples also reacted and half-knelt in salute respectfully.

"Greetings, Master Fang!"

"Greetings, Master Fang!"

In the Bloodstone Challenge, if a low-level disciple defeats a high-level disciple, he can get everything from the opponent, including status.

Zhang Chunjiu was a yellow-level disciple, so if Fang Yang killed him, he would naturally become a yellow-level disciple.

And this Panhuanyuan, including everything that belonged to Zhang Chunjiu, belonged to Fang Yang.

Fang Yang's body trembled slightly and she almost fell down. Two soft hands supported her in time. Fang Yang turned his head and saw Qin Xueyan's expression was gentle, but her eyes were cold and calm.

Husband, you must hold on. Don’t let anyone see that your meridians are damaged, otherwise someone will come to challenge you immediately.

Fang Yang nodded slightly, stood firm again, and suppressed the severe pain in his meridians.

It was a life-and-death fight just now and he had no time to care about anything else. Now that the enemy had surrendered, Fang Yang felt the meridians in his body being ravaged by the demon pill's spiritual energy.

It takes only half an incense stick of time to digest the spiritual energy of the second-level demon pill. It is really too risky.

At this moment, Fang Yang stood tall and straight, and Qin Xueyan stood beside him, with admiration and tenderness showing on her face at the right time, which made many junior disciples no longer doubt and bowed more respectfully.

"Lord Fang is extremely powerful!"

"We swear to follow Master Fang until death!"

In Panhuan Courtyard, shouts were deafening and everyone was very excited. No one even looked at Zhang Chunjiu's body in the corner.

"Is that useless Zhang Chunjiu dead?"

(End of this chapter)