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Chapter 290 Heroic Martyrdom
"Hahahahaha." Fashan laughed up to the sky, his voice shaking the roof tiles, as if he had heard the funniest thing. Now that Faming is injured, Fatong and Fawu have no combat power. If Jiang Fan and Faxuanqiantingyi wait When people swarm up, they have to spend a little time.

Those monks with low cultivation base are useless in the fights at the prefecture level. Jiang Fan definitely took advantage of the gang fights.

Now that Jiang Fan was going to challenge him one-on-one, Fashan only thought that he heard it wrong.

"Abbot, this kid's cultivation level is not very good, about the same as mine, but he has a very powerful and strange sword, which can grow bigger in the air, can turn suddenly, and can cut off the purple gold thread enshrined in Fatong. Abbot be careful." Invention reminds Dharma goodness.

"Oh? Could it be... the legendary ancient magic weapon?" Fashan's face changed suddenly, he was extremely surprised, and murmured: "It is said that the ancient earth is full of aura, which is not only convenient for ancient warriors to practice martial arts, but also helpful for alchemists, talisman masters, and formation masters. The benefits are also great.

With the help of the unique environment at that time and their own extremely high cultivation, the refiner forged countless magic weapons. As the years passed, the aura of the earth gradually became thinner, and there were no more senior blacksmiths, and the magic weapons also disappeared from the world.

Legend has it that there are three kinds of materials that can forge ancient magic weapons. Some time ago, I heard that the red and white ice lotus was born in the East China Sea auction, but the three kinds of materials were difficult to get together, so I didn’t go to see it. Could it be that you have gathered the three kinds of materials to forge a peerless sword? God soldier? "

Fashan looked at Jiang Fan in disbelief, Jiang Fan let the flying sword hover on the back of his hand, and did not answer, Fashan suddenly laughed again, more heartwarming and carefree than before.

"God helps me too, God helps me too, hahahaha."

Fashan couldn't contain his excitement, "Boy, thank you for sending such a good thing, I will leave you a whole body."

In fact, the legendary ancient god soldiers in the ancient martial arts world did not have the characteristic of suddenly changing directions in the air, but they were said to be invincible.

Fashan didn't know that the flying sword could suddenly change direction in Jiang Fan's hand, it was the Feijian's own characteristics, it was connected with Jiang Fan's consciousness, how the flying sword could attack as long as the mind was controlled.

Fashan only thought that this was also the characteristic of Feijian itself. If so, even if he was on the fourth floor of the terrifying prefecture level, it was not impossible for him to catch a few tricks.

Jiang Fan looked at Fashan who was in a good mood with a red face, turned around and walked outside without saying anything, Fashan also flew out, Faxuan, the Four King Kongs and the monk from Xiaonanguo Temple stood on the right, and a large number of other monks stood on the right side. left.

Fa Shan and Jiang Fan entered the arena.

Qian Tingyi stood quietly at the front on the right. She has been silent since she came up the mountain. She knows Jiang Fan's cultivation level very well. The old monk Fashan in front of her is much better than Jiang Fan. Feijian is not an opponent of Fashan either.

Qian Tingyi wanted to say something, but the unhappiness happened in Jinwu Mountain, the relationship between the two was a bit stiff, Qian Tingyi still couldn't muster the courage to speak, thinking about it later, she couldn't help Jiang Fan by saying anything, it was all nonsense, There was no sound.

Qian Tingyi knows that Jiang Fan is good at lightness, if he can't beat Fashan, she can fly away, and it seems that she and Faxuan and other monks are in a desperate situation.

Fashan slammed the Zen stick in his hand to the ground, and said to Jiang Fan contemptuously, "Can we start now? I want to see how powerful your little sword is."

"Young hero, there is a sharp sword in Fashan's Zen staff. When you pull out the sharp sword, there will be poisonous mist. Be careful, young hero." Faxuan reminded Jiang Fan loudly.

"Faxuan, when this kid is dealt with, I will see your corpse torn into pieces." Fashan yelled at Faxuan, and Faxuan lowered his head. He wanted to say that he didn't want to remind Jiang Fan, but he couldn't do anything for his own life. .

"Wait a minute, I'm not interested in fighting with a junior like you, let me drink for fun." Jiang Fan took out a wine jug from nowhere, raised his head, and poured the liquid inside into his mouth.

The aroma of the wine is overflowing, you can smell it, it is absolutely impossible to brew wine in the city, these monks abstain from alcohol, sex and meat, if any of the three invades their bodies, their cultivation base will decline.

But even so, many monks wanted to taste the wine.

"Abbot, this kid is very cunning, maybe he wants the smell of alcohol in the air to lower your cultivation." Fashan hurriedly reminded him.

"If that's the case, the old man admires his intelligence, it's really low and unprecedented."

Fashan sneered, but he didn't give Jiang Fan time to drink. He waved his Zen staff and attacked Jiang Fan. The Zen staff swept the ground and brought up a gust of wind. Jiang Fan flew back with the wind, still holding the He poured wine into his mouth with a jug.

"what"

The little monk standing on the right was swept up by the strong wind and was thrown to the ground one after another. Faxuan, the Four King Kongs, and Qian Tingyi all backed away.

"See where you're going."

Fashan picked up his Zen stick and chased after Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan stepped on his feet, changed direction and flew to the left. He commanded the flying sword with his mind, and slashed at Fashan with his sword.

When Fashan saw the flying sword flying towards him, he was already prepared. He mobilized all the defensive internal energy, and the Zen stick slammed at the flying sword. The flying sword turned, but before it could break through Fashan's defense, the Zen stick fell again, with a "clang", Feijian was knocked sideways and flew back to Jiang Fan's side.

One sword did nothing, so Jiang Fan continued to drink.

"But that's it, I'll see how long you can escape."

Fashan flew up to a height of more than ten feet, and the Zen stick fell to the top of Jiang Fan's head. With a "boom", Jiang Fan just ran away, and the hurricane brought up the little monk on the left, including the injured Fa Ming. , Several yellow monks vomited blood and died on the spot.

"Now it's my turn."

Drinking all the pot of wine into his mouth, Jiang Fan's tone was already drunk, and with the sound of the big tongue, the flying sword slammed towards Fa Shan.

"Huh"

The flying sword circled around the Zen stick as before, and slashed towards Fashan's neck. Fashan swiftly used the Zen stick to block it, but it didn't knock off all of a sudden. The flying sword flew out with a cloud of blood on Fashan's shoulder.

"Why did you become so strong all of a sudden?" Fashan's expression changed drastically.

Feijian did not give Fashan a chance to breathe, and slashed at Fashan again. At the same time, Jiang Fan's silver electric whip also swept over, and countless ice thorns shot at Fashan.

Although the silver electric whip and ice thorns are difficult to cause damage to Fashan, they also take away Fashan's defense. The power of the flying sword is obviously stronger than before by more than one level. Protruding from left to right.

"You are the second floor of the earth level..." Fashan was surprised while resisting. The power displayed by these ice thorns and silver electric whips had improved by leaps and bounds compared to just now, and the power of the flying sword had also increased sharply. Fashan finally realized that something was wrong.

Not only Fashan, but also Faxuan Qiantingyi all around felt it, and Jiang Fan's strength increased dramatically.

The second floor of the prefecture level, coupled with powerful weapons like Feijian, can already defeat the third floor of the prefecture level. Fashan was injured first, and under the intensive attack of Jiang Fan, he became more and more unable to bear it.

"puff"

The flying sword brushed the ground and flew towards Fashan. With one sword, Fashan's calf was cut off, and Fashan fell to the ground. The silver electric whip immediately wrapped around Fashan's arm, and with a sudden pull, his arm flew up. Then the neck was also tightly bound.

Fashan was completely defeated, and the Zen staff rolled to the side, making a crisp knocking sound.

The whole audience was silent, and the invention of Fawu, Fatong who had been frozen in the ice lump, went from horror to despair, and the young monks on the left were ashamed after being shocked.

Faxuan, the Four Great Vajras, and the monk on the right were stunned for a few seconds, and they all stared at dozens of hatred points and cheered.

Qian Tingyi frowned and looked at Jiang Fan. Now she couldn't see through Jiang Fan more and more. How much ability does this person hide?
"Looks like using wine to add force, the effect is not bad." Jiang Fan's head was still a little dizzy, but he felt sorry for his hatred value. Just now, the flying sword slashed fiercely, so he had to use hatred value to supplement the magic power, Yang Qi and Healthy, consumes a lot of hatred.

Holding the silver electric whip in his hand, Jiang Fan walked towards Fashan with a smile, and Fashan looked at Jiang Fan who was approaching step by step in fear.

"Young hero, please spare me." Fashan, who had only one leg left, fell to his knees, swallowed his throat, and uttered four words hoarsely.

The little monks behind realized what had happened, and they all knelt down to Jiang Fan, begging for forgiveness of their lives, and the monks including Faxuan and the Four Vajras surrounded everyone.

"Old bald donkey, do you know how to spare your life? Aren't you crazy just now? You want to take away my ancient magic weapon, what? Sticky?" Jiang Fan lifted Fashan's chin with his toes, and wiped the dirt on his feet with Fashan's face mud.

Qian Tingyi walked away clutching her forehead, she knew Jiang Fan was going to do this, which is why she didn't break Fawu's neck with a gold chain just now, but just injected anesthesia.

Fashan's whole head was filled with anger. As the abbot of Nanguo Temple, he had never been insulted like this before. His chest heaved violently. Looking at the soles of Jiang Fan's feet right in front of him, Fashan just wanted to fight Jiang Fan.

"Young hero, spare your life." Fa Shan begged for mercy again, with a hatred value of 20 points.

Jiang Fan took his foot back and said to Fashan: "Look at my outfit today, you know that I am a compassionate person. I have never liked killing people. As long as you bark three times like a dog, eat this , I will not kill you."

Jiang Fan stretched out his fingertips in front of Fashan, and a Gu worm crawled slowly on it. Small green eyes stared at Fashan's face, as if saying to Fashan, "Come, come and eat me."

"Gu worm." Fashan's face changed color, he now finally knew why Faxuan, the Four King Kongs and others obeyed Jiang Fan's orders.

"The abbot is indeed well-informed. My young master has always admired people who are not afraid of death. If the abbot chooses to die bravely, I will immediately fulfill you. Only dogs are willing to eat Gu worms, learn how to bark like dogs, and become over 100 years old." Old dog, abbot, don’t you think so?” Jiang Fan said to Fa Shan with a smile.

"You..." Fashan's chest heaved violently, and his hatred value reached 30 points.

He really wanted to die heroically, but he didn't feel it when he was aloof before, but now he realizes how terrible it is when he faces death.

I have already reached the peak of the third level of the prefecture level. If I break through to the middle stage of the prefecture level, my lifespan will be extended again, and then I may have even higher achievements. It is really not worthwhile to die like this.

(End of this chapter)