The Lord of Reincarnation - 97. Chapter 96 Sword Like Thunder (1200 plus, ask for monthly pass)

“this……”

The Sanxiao monk below was shocked.

Although Zhuyun’s cultivation is not as good as him, he is also the third grade of Dancheng, and he has won the master of Shushan true swordsmanship.

Why was someone overturned with a single sword?

With a wave of his big sleeve, the three suns and the sword flew out, turning into three golden lights, firmly guarding the four small ones.

“This sword light is a bit familiar!”

Looking at this scene, Gu Daoxian felt a little familiar, and his butt began to aches.

“This is… the Fire Dragon Sword!”

Old Zhu Yun ignored his disgrace, and cried out aloud.

“Haha… Hong Ri Taotao, the sea of clouds is floating and sinking, Hong Ri has seen you all.”

Fang Xian, dressed in a scarlet Dao robe, with large sleeves fluttering, walked to the Mingwang Temple, waved his hand, and collected the fire dragon sword in mid-air: “Just now, my fire dragon sword sensed hostility, so he cut a sword by himself and hurt Dao by mistake. Friends, I can’t help but…”

Although he was apologizing, Mr. Zhu Yun couldn’t wait for a gap in the ground to get in.

Even Gu Daoxian was worried: “You defeated Master Zhuyun with a single blow from the flying sword. Doesn’t it mean that you didn’t give your full strength? The same as the three immortals, is there such a big gap? Just because you are the head of the three immortals? ‘

“You…have formed a pill?”

Sanxiao monk is worthy of the supreme golden core, and he saw the most important point at a glance.

“Exactly!”

Fang Xian laughed loudly, and a red sun appeared behind him, accompanied by a sea of clouds.

“It turned out to be the first grade Dancheng!”

The monk Sanxiao was very surprised, and the old Zhu Yun had his mouth wide open, like a toad struck by lightning.

It takes decades of hard work for the Sanxian of the Divine Passage Realm to condense the golden core, and some hundreds of years have not passed this threshold, so they can only sit in sadness.

But how can this kid be faster than cultivating supernatural powers?

The two looked at each other, feeling helpless.

Dan Cheng has no regrets!

Once the golden core is completed, it will no longer be possible to change the cultivation method.

In other words, even if Fang Xian joined the Shushan Sword Sect at this time, he could only be a first-rate Ke Qing elder.

Their mood at this time is like the 17 or 18-year-old girl whom they fancy, suddenly marrying as a woman, even the child has a sense of sight.

The cooked duck flew abruptly.

How can you be so melancholy?

Monk Sanxiao was even more frightened. He didn’t know why things developed like this. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead: “Three immortals and two heroes, Shushan Daxing, it was made by the immortal with red eyebrows personally. It can’t be wrong. Hengsheng so twists and turns? Could it be… the number of days has changed?”

As an authentic monk of the Xuanmen, what he fears most is the change of heaven and the subversion of the original trend.

“No, no, the Patriarch did not make mistakes.”

Old Taoist Zhu Yun thought of another point: “Perhaps… the head of the three immortals shouldn’t have entered the Shu Mountain in this generation. He has to experience a cycle of reincarnation?”

For the ascetics, the concept of time is different from the mundane, and decades are not the same thing.

But when I thought about it again, it was as if a layer of cold water had been poured: “The predecessors who have always been reincarnated have either suffered a calamity or become a low-grade pill. It’s a fart world, unless it’s a catastrophe!”

In the end, the monk Sanxiao had a profound knowledge of Taoism, and barely recovered. Hexi said, “Congratulations, fellow Taoist Dan has become the first grade, the road is promising.”

“Thank you… I don’t know why the two came to Southern Xinjiang with these children?”

Fang Xian greeted Zhu Yingzi with a smile, and his eyes swept across the four hours one by one.

Unconsciously, Gu Daoxian lowered his head and hid behind Monk Sanxiao.

“This… is for the hollow green grandmother of Baigu Mountain in southern Xinjiang. After all, there are some causalities that need to be settled… It’s also the experience of the juniors.”

Of course, Monk Sanxiao would not say that the main purpose was to collect Fangxian’s entry.

“It turned out to be Grandma Green, this matter actually started under my sect, and I should solve it!”

Fang Xian laughed.

At this time, he was very understanding in his heart, and he seemed to have some understanding of swordsmanship, and immediately raised his hand and flew out the fire dragon sword.

呲咻!

This flying sword psyched up at once, turned into a red rainbow, and disappeared.

In the next instant, there was the sound of a sword breaking through the air.

This is because the sword light is faster than the sound, so I see the sword light first, and then hear the sound.

“The sword is like thunder, tens of thousands of miles in a flash?”

Monk Sanxiao said solemnly.

“good!”

A part of Fangxian’s spirit attached to the Fire Dragon Sword, which had spanned thousands of miles in a flash, came to the hollow of Baigu Mountain.

At this time, Grandma Green was just absorbing the essence of Yimu in a dense forest outside, and she was still thinking bitterly:’The Shushan Sword Sect deceived people too much. They killed grandma’s disciples and snatched grandma’s golden silkworm sword… Waiting for grandma to go. The Dongzhu borrowed that white bone yin and yang sword to make those juniors look good. Are we old fairies afraid to eat people? ‘

Suddenly, the sword light in front of her flashed, and the fire dragon sword appeared like a broken void, slashing out with one sword.

quick! quick! quick!

This sword appeared like an electric flint, so fast that people might not be able to react.

The clothes on Grandma Green’s body burst and turned into layers of yimu essence, but they were smashed by the sword light. This is the magical power of the’sword light breaking method’!

In the next moment, the fire dragon sword pierced the green grandmother seventeen or eight holes, especially one of the golden cores, which was shattered by the sword light, and then he left.

All this happened in a flash. The disciple of the disciple of Grandma Lu next to him saw that Grandma Lu was killed by a sword, and then he heard the sound of the sword sound breaking through the sky, staying there.

After a long time, a little demon tremblingly said: “Grandma… Grandma is dead?”

…

In Mingwang Temple, it took only a dozen breaths from Fangxian’s finger at Feijian to Feijian’s return.

Thousands of miles away, Feijian takes the first level of people, like exploring the bag to take things!

‘In fact, it is the combination of my three magical powers of swordsmanship that I can do it…Without a sword like thunder, you can’t fly so fast, and if the flying sword cannot be psychic, the divine consciousness can’t attach to it, it’s easy to kill mistakes. In the end, the sword light broke the law, and instantly cut off the body protection spell on Grandma Green…’

If the battle was formally, even if Grandma Green protected her whole body first, Fang Xian might not be able to kill so easily.

The reason for killing this golden core was the flying sword sneak attack!

The sword is like a thunder sound, and it will be killed instantly, even if there are any magic weapons or spells on the body, it is difficult to cast.

To resist such a killer move, you can only rely on the magic weapon or supernatural power that can channel the spirit to protect the Lord!

It’s a pity that Grandma Green didn’t have anything on her body, so she was beheaded.

Others are still ignorant. Monk Sanxiao is the only one who can see some clues and loses his voice: “You have cut off Grandma Green?”

“Exactly.”

Fang Xian stroked his sword and smiled, and answered indifferently.

Sanxiao monk was speechless.

He thinks he is also a peerless genius in the golden core. He has sharp flying swords and the true legend of the Shushan Sword Sect. However, he has not yet proven that the sword is like thunder, and he can’t display such magical powers. To assassinate the old monk in this way, the monk has three suns and one sword to protect the Lord, and he is not afraid, but with such magical powers, the old monk seems to be a little bit unable to fight…’