Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 257 You Deserve to Be Killed

The smile on Luan Tong'er's face instantly froze.

A hint of fear even flickered in his eyes.

Fortunately, it made a buzzing sound!
A rune appeared on his body, like layers of shackles, protecting him and blocking the impact of the yellow phantom.

The moment the rune appeared, the sky above the secret realm trembled violently, and a thunderous sound echoed.

Clearly, this rune is an object that is extremely close to Foundation Establishment, or has already reached the Foundation Establishment realm, which is why it triggered the reaction of the secret realm.

A soft sigh followed from Fang Shu's lips.

He looked at the other person with pity.

However, Fang Shu's hands did not stop moving. He immediately took out the Hundred Gu Banner of the Dragon Spine, and swarms of Gu worms flew out of his hand, quickly spreading to the surroundings and covering an area of ​​a hundred feet.

This action caused the five immortals following Luan Tong'er to slightly change their expressions.

Because they clearly sensed that a formation was rising up all around them, blocking their retreat.

For some reason, a sense of unease rose uncontrollably in the hearts of these five immortals.

Before they could react, an angry shout rang out from Luan Tong'er's mouth:
"You lowly slave! How dare you hurt me!"

The boy's face was contorted. He quickly retracted the protective talismans on his body to avoid being struck by lightning from the secret realm, while touching his brow with his hand.

A small hole was visible between his eyebrows, from which drops of blood were seeping out.

Fang Shu hadn't noticed this scene before, but now that he saw that his nail-headed arrows hadn't been completely ineffective, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

However, the situation on the scene changed drastically, and he didn't have time to think too much.

A burst of pink flames suddenly shot out from the sleeves and mouth of the phoenix boy.

The other party glared at Fang Shu with a ferocious look in his eyes and shouted:
"Die! Die!"

枭！
These pink flames transformed into all sorts of bizarre shapes, including birds and beasts, each one incredibly lewd. Even before they got close to Fang Shu, they sent chills down his spine.

Clearly, if he were to come into contact with even a trace of the powdery fire, his body would be burned to a crisp, and he would die instantly.

Fortunately, the next moment...

Fang Shu turned around, and a radiant glow rose from his body. He was draped in a protective treasure given to him by the Old Mountain Lord, which could ward off evil and foul air.

The pink flames' erosion was immediately mostly blocked, and the remaining small portion of pure heat was withstood by Fang Shu's Dragon Whale Body Nourishing Technique.

"What?" Seeing that Fang Shu was engulfed in the flames but had not been burned, Luan Tong'er's expression changed again.

You should know that this flame of his is no ordinary flame. It is a unique flame that he received from his master and combined with the characteristics of his own bloodline. It is called "Charming Bone Stealing Yang Flame".

In terms of power, although this fire is not a rare treasure for Foundation Establishment cultivators, it can still burn even Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The person before me is merely an unknown inner disciple of the temple. How could he possibly withstand his seductive charm and yang-stealing fire?!

Whoosh!

Fang Shu also did not give the boy time to think.

He seized the moment when the opponent was distracted, and the nail-headed arrow in his hand flew out again, continuing to strike the opponent's forehead.

Luan Tong'er had just experienced the power of the nail-headed arrow. His expression tightened, and he quickly dodged, shouting, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and help me!"

A series of clanging and banging sounds rang out at the scene.

Luan Tong'er was forced into a frantic struggle by Fang Shu's nail-headed arrows. If it weren't for the protective magic covering his body, Fang Shu would have long since seized an opening and taken his life. Seeing the stalemate between the two, some of the surrounding immortals mustered their courage and shouted:
"Brother Luan, I'm here to help you!"

With a whoosh, a burst of blade light immediately slashed towards Fang Shu.

This action successfully relieved the Luan Tong'er from her predicament, allowing her to once again unleash pink flames to continuously burn Fang Shu and chase her around.

Moreover, this fellow took out all sorts of talismans from his storage bag, each one a masterpiece, and began to smash them down on Fang Shu.

But the more this was the case, the more alarmed Luan Tong'er became.

Because under his coercion, Fang Shu seemed to be on the verge of death on several occasions, but he didn't get any magic involved. In fact, for some reason, he felt that Fang Shu was deliberately stalling for time.

"Delaying time?"

When Luan Tong'er realized this, her eyes widened immediately.

He quickly touched the tiny wound between his eyebrows, and what happened next shocked him. Even with the blessing of the strange fire in his body, any external toxins would be burned away by the Charming Bone Yang-Stealing Fire, making him virtually immune to all poisons.

But for some reason, the area between his eyebrows was numb, and after realizing this, his vision suddenly blurred and then went completely black.

"I can't see! I can't see!" Luan Tong'er cried out in terror.

The shout caused the several immortals who were supporting him to look at each other in bewilderment, and their movements slowed down for a moment.

Luan Tong'er didn't have time to pay attention to that; he was now completely panicked and hurriedly shouted:
"Fellow Daoist, I was wrong this time! I am the chief Daoist disciple of the Chuyang Earth Immortal. Please, for the sake of my master, spare me this time."

He then suddenly hurled the beautiful woman beside him at Fang Shu:

"Fellow Daoist, don't you like beautiful women? I'll give them to you, I'll give them all to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body transformed into a wisp of pink smoke and rushed outwards.

Its speed is swift and extraordinary, clearly a means of self-preservation, at least a quasi-foundation-level magic artifact or talisman.

But just when Luan Tong'er thought he had rushed at least a thousand feet away and should be safe, a chilling laugh suddenly sounded behind him:
"The Immortal Clan of Chuyang? Since you are the disciple of the Hall Master, we cannot let you go even more."

As Luan Tong'er anxiously tried to protect himself with the talisman again, he had just activated the life-saving escape talisman, which had greatly depleted his true energy. For some reason, his body suddenly sank, slowing his movements by a fraction of a second.

And then, with a soft "plop!"
A thin, yellow shadow pierced cleanly through his chest.

The boy was terrified.

He looked down at his chest in disbelief, but all he could see was darkness.

"I...I...Pfft!" The boy wanted to say something, but he only managed to utter one word before spitting out blood and becoming completely weak.

With a look of despair on his face, Luan Tong'er's entire body was engulfed in pink flames, setting himself ablaze and burning his skin to shreds.

This scene left all five outer sect immortals present stunned.

The five were all in an uproar. They never imagined that Luan Tong'er, who had always been arrogant and domineering, would die so easily at the hands of a stranger, an inner disciple.

The five immortals were drenched in cold sweat, their minds in turmoil:

"Who...who is this person?"

On the other side, Fang Shu held the flying yellow nail in one hand and put the other hand behind his back, his robes billowing.

His expression was calm, showing no sign of narrow victory; in fact, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if he was surprised that he had succeeded so easily.

(End of this chapter)