Master of Great Calamity

At this time, the nobles of Taiyue City at the foot of the mountain were still watching blankly, not knowing what happened.

They just saw the thick and evil mist on the top of the mountain. They knew that after Fang Yuan went up the mountain, the situation on the top of the mountain had gained the upper hand again. They were excited and excited. Rolled towards them head-on!

Ah yes, run away...

Seeing this, everyone was terrified, yelling loudly, turning around and running away.

But with their speed and reaction, when the monster rushed down the mountain just now, they couldn't escape, not to mention the monster itself, he came too fast. When the nobles of Taiyue City realized something was wrong, the dark devilish energy had already reached a hundred feet away...

And at this time, Fang Yuan and Junior Sister Xiao Qiao hadn't rushed down the mountain yet!

The monster can fly in the wind, and the speed is really terrifying. In addition, the monster seems to realize that it is too late to get back the iron cauldron, and it seems to be resentful. It deliberately rushed towards the nobles of Taiyue City, intending to swallow four or five of them.

But even if they could think of this scene, they couldn't help it!

With their strength, the distance from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain cannot be accomplished overnight!

Junior Sister Xiao Qiao bit her lips so anxiously that it turned purple, but she could only watch this scene helplessly.

But at this moment, she suddenly sensed a certain astonishing aura, and subconsciously raised her head to look at Fang Yuan.

At this moment, Fang Yuan was also staring at the monster rushing down the mountain, standing on the edge of the mountain, motionless, but Junior Sister Qiao clearly felt that there was an indescribable terrifying aura in his body, that aura was like mana, but it was like an abyss like the sea, every strand, every strand was much heavier and more mysterious than mana...

And after that aura pushed the extreme, Fang Yuan suddenly took a step forward!

boom!

At the place where Fang Yuan was standing, there was a sound of the void bursting suddenly, and Fang Yuan had already disappeared in place.

But where he had just stood, there was a big hole full of cracks!

That's right, when he snatched Qi Xiaofeng's flying sword just now, I felt something was wrong...

At this moment, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao's eyes were straightened, and she almost looked stupid: ...what I see now confirms what I think in my heart. What he used... what he used is definitely not an ordinary profound method, but the one in the legend of Qingyangzong...

Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue!

Dare to ask the disciples of the Immortal Sect to deal with me, you two-horned sheep, go to death...

At this time, the demon had already rushed in front of the people at the bottom of the mountain. The strong wind brought up by the extreme sweep, flying sand and rocks, blew the soldiers standing in front of them tottering and crumbling, while he suddenly opened his mouth wide and swallowed down fiercely, spitting out strong blood at the mouth. At this time, it no longer just wanted to swallow a few people, but simply wanted to kill!

It wants to kill these people before those immortal disciples drive them down, so as to vent the hatred in their hearts!

Who let them bully the monster so much, that he was going to leave just now, and he still wanted to cut himself with a flying sword?

Now, seeing the terrified expression on the faces of those powerless Taiyue City common people, he also felt great satisfaction. As the demon cloud descended, he was about to make a move, but suddenly, his heart trembled, and he felt something was wrong...

... There seemed to be some different emotions on the faces of these ordinary people!

At this time, their gazes were not all looking at themselves, but looking behind them in shock!

Shua!

He sensed something was wrong, turned his head quickly, and saw Fang Yuan rushing down from the top of the mountain!

At this moment, Fang Yuan was wrapped in a cloud of blue mist, which was so terrifying that he became extremely tyrannical both in terms of strength and speed. Now he rushed down from the top of the mountain like a straight line, carrying a bright sword light, and rushed straight down the mountain, like a blue light crossing the void, and like a straight sword!

At this time, what he was using was indeed the Xuanhuang Yiqi method!

His cultivation method is different from that of the disciple of the Qingyang Sect three hundred years ago. The disciple of the Immortal Sect first produced a ray of pure Xuanhuang Qi, while Fang Yuan refined his own mana little by little from the beginning. From the perspective of Xianmen, he has not passed the first threshold in the cultivation of Xuanhuang Qi Jue, but he knows how far he has reached in his cultivation!

Now at least 30% of his mana is the mysterious aura!

So although it is not obvious at ordinary times, but in real terms, Fang Yuan's current attainments are stronger than the first stage!

As for the advantage of Xuanhuang Qi, he can also exert a part of it now.

Xuanhuang Qi is all-encompassing and extremely pure. When used in spells, he can control most of the spells. He can even replace Qi Xiaofeng and drive his flying sword. When used in normal times, it has a solid foundation and can be used for long-term battles. At critical moments, when it is ignited with the secret method in the Xuanhuang Qi Art, it can instantly obtain powerful and terrifying explosive power...

Now, when he wanted to slay that demon, he activated this secret technique without hesitation!

A mere disciple of the Immortal Sect, how could it be possible...

The monster obviously didn't expect this, and was taken aback, turned around hastily, and yelled out loud.

But before its cry fell, Fang Yuan had already rushed to him, and Xue Liang's sword light suddenly flew towards him!

Wow!

The demon finally closed his mouth, tried his best to take the sword with the demonic wind.

He had no time to think about it at this time, so he could only take the sword first and then say, the speed of this immortal disciple far exceeded his imagination, it could be seen that he was not flying like himself, but was flying too fast, flying down from the top of the mountain!

Obviously, he used some kind of secret method to speed up instantly!

But this speed won't last long, as long as he takes the sword, he can come and go freely!

Boom...

In the void, a ray of blue light rushed straight down from the top of the mountain, and crashed straight into the black mist, bursting out with countless terrifying auras and scattered black smoke. The demon snorted, and unexpectedly fell into the downwind, and was directly knocked away by the sword. Although he didn't suffer any serious injuries, it clearly angered him, and screamed strangely: You...you want to die!

What a shame!

The majestic Blood Fiend Little Demon Venerable was forced to such a degree by a fledgling immortal disciple!

At this moment, the monster almost wanted to give up the idea of ​​escaping, and killed this person first before the other immortal disciples came down!

But this thought was only for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace!

Because it discovered that the right to choose is not in his own hands!

Fang Yuan swooped in, and with a flying sword, he knocked the monster back a few feet, taking advantage of it, but did not hurt him. However, Fang Yuan didn't think it was strange. With the strength of this monster, it was strange that he was able to be injured by his own sword. Even if he hurt it with a flying sword just now, it was beyond his expectations. Now, naturally, there is no such second advantage to take advantage of. Therefore, when he rushed down, he was already mentally prepared. Hit out!

唰 唰 唰 唰 唰...

One after another, the sword light was continuous, sharp and hard to beat, and it was struck forward like a gust of wind!

The monster was caught off guard just now and fell into a disadvantage. Now it was looking for a chance to get back, but it didn't expect Fang Yuan's attack to come so fast, so swift and fierce. Amidst the screams, he could only use all means to resist. The monster fog around him was torn to pieces by the sword light. A huge deep furrow was plowed heavily...

Fang Yuan's sword power was obtained from the Wuque Sword Manual. Once he gained the upper hand, he would chase after the stars and never hold back his hands. He would not even give his opponent a moment to breathe.

But as long as no one dies, then the advantage he had at the beginning will become bigger and bigger little by little!

Whoever you are!

Whether it was Junior Sister Qiao and the disciples of the Immortal Sect on the top of the mountain, or the people of Taiyue City at the bottom of the mountain, they were all stunned at this moment. They watched the monster rushing down insanely, wanting to kill it, and then saw Fang Yuan rushing down from the mountain, rushing straight to the back of the monster, and then the long sword in his palm was cut out extremely sharply. The roar of the demon came out!

Boy, how dare you...

This deity wants to tear your corpse into thousands of pieces...

How dare you hurt me...

The black mist that pervaded and covered Fang Yuan and the demon was finally swept away by the tyrannical sword wind, and they finally saw the figures of Fang Yuan and the demon, but at the end of the deep ditch on the ground, Fang Yuan was flying in a green robe, holding a bright long sword, stepping on a thin and small monkey covered in silver scales, his eyes were indifferent.

You...you dare to kill me, my father is a demon from the Southern Wilderness...

The monkey with silver scales was covered in blood, and lost all the arrogance just now. It was begging for mercy, shouting non-stop, but there was a strange light in its eyes. It seemed that something wanted to break out of its chest.

The demon yelled loudly, but looked at Fang Yuan with cold eyes, as if looking at a dead person.

But before he finished speaking, before the monster in his chest rushed out, everything came to a sudden stop.

Fang Yuan didn't listen to what it said at all, and directly stabbed his sword into its chest, his voice was indifferent: The monster must die...

...Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!