Fairy, I really am a villain!

"As an outsider, do you know what the so-called 'true self' is?"

Seeing him approaching step by step, saying some incomprehensible words, Yang Tianxiu immediately knew that he was stalling for time to consolidate his realm, and sneered: "You want to use my moves against me? Die!!"

choke!

With the sound of the sword being unsheathed, Yang Tianxiu turned his wrist, and an illusory real dragon flew out along the sword.

Luo Wenlong on the side also followed suit and slapped the ground with both palms. Grass and trees sprouted, and countless trees in the forest seemed to come alive. Their branches danced wildly like tentacles and extended forward!

"I'm asking this sincerely, but if you're eager to die... so be it."

Shaking his head, Fang Xiwen restrained his expression and reached out to grasp the hilt of the long sword at his waist.

Objectively speaking, Yang Tianxiu was the strongest one among the group on the field. His full-strength attack had to be taken seriously by anyone of the same level. Although Luo Wenlong was a little weaker, he would definitely be injured if he was hit by one.

Zizizi!

His mind raced, and the moment Fang Xiwen drew his sword, countless arcs of electricity exploded from the sheath. After a period of accumulation of energy that was short enough to be ignored, the sword suddenly bounced upwards.

Seven strikes of purple thunder: violent thunder shakes the sky!

With nine violent roars, the thunder split the dragon sword into pieces. The dragon's roar spread along with the lightning thorns, blowing the surrounding dust upwards.

Tie!

He was able to barely block Yang Tianxiu's attack with just one sword. Logically, the two of them could have had a very exciting fight, but the latter was not fighting alone after all.

Just when the force of the knife was gone, countless branches in the forest had already stabbed towards Fang Xiwen. The tips flashed with a metallic light, giving people a feeling of piercing flesh and blood before they even hit him!

when!

At this critical moment, Yang Tianxiu flashed forward and slashed with a sword with murderous intent. Fang Xiwen had no choice but to raise his sword to block it.

The sharp blades interlocked, and the two men looked at each other through their crossed weapons, with sarcasm and disgust in their eyes.

"Fang Xiwen, how about this trick?!"

With a sinister grin, Yang Tianxiu swung his sword desperately, drawing out streaks of flying sword lights.

It can only be said that in the case of equal strength, the number of people is indeed the decisive factor affecting the battle situation -

This was not a very clever tactic on their part. To put it more bluntly, it was just one person fighting while the other attacked, but this was enough to force Fang Xiwen into a desperate situation.

If he chose to turn around and defend himself, then Yang Tianxiu's sword would pierce through his body. Although he would not die, under the siege of two people, being seriously injured would be no different from waiting to die.

And if he chooses to ignore the rest and use secret techniques, precious weapons, and moves to take the blow head-on, he may suffer minor injuries, but it will consume a lot of energy. If the two opponents do this a few more times, Fang Xiwen will be worn out to death.

Under normal circumstances, he could still run away in this situation, but now he was in the barrier.

This is a very simple conspiracy, but no one can break it, unless -

"Did you feel great when you stepped on my face? Don't worry, I won't kill you right away!"

"I will give you the ultimate insult in public, in front of everyone watching!!"

Perhaps Luo Wenlong did suffer some hardships during the "fusion". Now he was shouting wildly, and the moves in his hands had gained more power.

He and Yang Tianxiu looked at each other from a distance, and both saw hatred and shame in each other's eyes.

"It's an open conspiracy," Fang Xiwen raised his hand and smiled while defending himself. "If you want to break the situation, you either have the power to crush the opponent, or..."

"You have the ability to break through in a hurry?!"

"Or, I have two people here too."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Tianxiu's pupils shrank and his mind suddenly spread out, but he didn't find any trace.

In front of him, Fang Xiwen smiled and casually slapped the scabbard at his waist. The Mingde Zhishan Sword automatically flew out and landed directly on -

In the hands of that Dharma statue.

Snapped!

After a crisp snap of fingers, the aura of the Dharma image suddenly changed. The gorgeous clothes on his body were dyed dark green, and his pupils alternated between light and dark, just like the alternation of bright moon and dark night.

The Dharmakaya controls the Azure Sword Immortal!

I saw the Mingde sword appearing a huge phantom, commensurate with the Dharma image. He held it in his hand and lifted it up at will. The stream in the forest rose into the air and turned into rolling green waves!

Wow!

The sword's momentum suddenly changed in the air, becoming a style of "Blue Sky Sword Sea". The originally weak stream turned into a sharp sword and stabbed straight down, as if a rain fell from the sky. The spreading branches were pierced with holes and shriveled up before they reached the body.

Luo Wenlong was not careful enough while hiding, and was hit hard, spitting blood and flying backwards!

"How can this be?!!"

It’s no wonder that Yang Tianxiu’s psychological endurance is too poor. Even outside the sky curtain, the knowledgeable Shen Lian widened his eyes, stepped away from the city wall, came to the side of the "ring", and stared at the secret realm inside motionlessly.

"This is too weird." Shen Lian murmured.

It is not surprising that the Dharmakaya can be used to attack people. After all, it is composed of the power of heaven and earth. Even after crossing the first level of the heavenly ladder and the Dharmakaya has solidified, the mainstream and powerful fighting method is for practitioners to resonate and attack together with it.

However, no one in history has ever been able to do what the Fang family's eldest son did right after his breakthrough;

That would not be all. His Dharma image could also change the method of practice in an instant, making it completely different from the ones he had used before, as if he were another person.

After looking carefully for a while, Shen Lian flew to the top of the city wall and knelt down in front of the throne.

Looking at the sky curtain, Emperor Jin Yuan became more interested and said with a smile: "Chief Constable, have you figured out anything?"

"Your Majesty, in my opinion, Fang Sanlang must have mastered an extremely advanced and profound skill. Just as the legend goes, he can imitate other people's luck routes and use other people's moves. He is very flexible and agile."

"But..." Shen Lian pondered, his expression changing, his eyes constantly glancing at the throne, as if he was considering his words.

"explain."

"I dare not..." "I want you to dare!"

It was extremely rare that Emperor Yuan of Jin used some force to say this. He coughed immediately, his face turned an unnatural red, and then he leaned back on the throne as if nothing had happened.

"Yes! Your Majesty, please take care of yourself and don't get angry. I, your old minister, will tell you now."

Shen Lian was lying on the ground, saying:

"According to rumors, Fang Xingyun's main cultivation method is the amazing book of my Gao family, the Divine Art of Humanity, which can transform the nature of true qi during the awakening period."

"This characteristic is also consistent with Feng Liujian's diverse knowledge, but if it is only to this extent, it is not enough to cause such an exaggerated change in the Dharma Appearance, unless, unless his main practice is the Imperial Sutra created by the Human Emperor."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the people on the city wall suddenly changed, including the old eunuchs standing beside them, who all knelt down.

Only Emperor Jin Yuan looked normal, with a slight smile in his eyes. He gently shook his hand and said, "What's there to be shy about?"

"Your Majesty!" Shen Lian immediately moved to the front of the throne and said anxiously in a low voice that could be heard by others: "It is still unclear where Fang Xingyun got the Humane Scripture from. We still need to investigate. If he passed the Scripture on to others, the consequences would be disastrous!"

The speaker had intention, but the listener did not. Fang Tianyu, who was kneeling on one knee, felt as if his heart was stabbed, and he suddenly remembered what happened the day before.

After conveying Fang Xiwen's words that day, Li Muyu handed him a small box and told him not to open it until the "time is right."

'what happened? '

Surprisingly, in the face of Shen Lian's questioning, Emperor Yuan of Jin did not get angry. He just waved his hand and said something to the old eunuch who came over to listen.

Soon, a noble and proud figure walked onto the city wall. It was Princess Zhaoyang.

She knelt down gracefully to pay respect to the Saint, her skirt falling to the ground like petals, and her voice sounded extremely gentle, "My daughter pays respect to my father."

"Get up," Emperor Yuan of Jin raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I was deceived before and caused your reputation to be damaged. How about I choose another husband for you now?"

"I don't know, who is Father talking about?"

Without answering, the saint only raised an index finger; looking over there, the figure of a tall young man appeared in the sky, and at this moment he was displaying his divine power, blasting the enemy covered in vines into the ground, leaving a bloody mess.

As if following the saint's wishes, the sky even enlarged a little, giving a close-up of his handsome features, the so-called sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes were just like this.

Seeing this, Princess Zhaoyang did not answer, but lowered her head, with her ears tinged with red.

~~

boom! !

The entire secret realm began to shake, and Luo Wenlong's figure shot to the ground like a cannonball, blasting radioactive cracks in the earth.

"cough!"

He suddenly coughed up a pool of blood, his face was grim, but he still laughed wildly:

"Fang Xiwen, do you think you can kill me like this?!"

"As long as you don't end my life completely, I can recover no matter how many times with the essence of the plants and trees all over the mountains! Hahahahaha!!"

As if to confirm his words, countless vines spread towards the pit and connected to his body like blood vessels; many runes appeared on Luo Wenlong's upper body, and then lit up one by one, and his breath recovered rapidly.

However, Fang Xiwen on the ground could tell at a glance that he had used a secret method, probably something like burning his blood or his soul, in exchange for a high-speed recovery ability.

Although not everyone has such abnormal recovery ability as those who practiced the Wood Practitioner Technique, it can be seen from this how difficult it is to kill the so-called External Scene.

"Your words remind me of this." Fang Xiwen's face showed a look of reminiscence, and he smiled before saying, "To deal with you, this method is better."

Snapped!

There was another sound of finger snapping. Yang Tianxiu, who was fighting with him, felt uneasy and tried to suppress him with his sword. However, Fang Xiwen's best sword moves were the Emperor's Sword Technique, and he could counter Fang Xiwen's moves and would never fall into a disadvantage.

The aura of the Dharma image not far away suddenly changed.

The rich dark green color on its clothes suddenly cleared and turned into spotless pure white; and the blurry face became clearer, and its eyes shone with extremely sharp light, and a sword energy suddenly appeared in the sky for several miles around -

The Dharma-image controls the Lord of the Divine Court Sword!

I saw the Dharma image, which was several feet tall, sheathing the sword, with one hand on the hilt, ready to strike;

At the same time, Luo Wenlong, who was absorbing the essence of plants and trees below and trying to recover, sensed a strong breath of death. Even before the sword fell, he felt like he was going to be shattered!

choke!

The extremely crisp sound of swords resounded through the sky, and the action of drawing the swords was almost invisible. The sword energy in the sky all had a direction, and the largest sword energy fell down.

Chi Chi Chi!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Under Yang Tianxiu's horrified expression, clusters of scarlet flowers suddenly exploded on the ground, and blood spurted out like a fountain, as if the trees were also flowing with this liquid;

After the blood rain fell, he saw a deep scar on the ground and Luo Wenlong cut in half.

There was still a look of fear and unwillingness on the latter's face, and these emotions all turned into hideous expressions and were frozen in his last moments.

"I can kill him with one blow of my sword."