"wrong……"

Linghu Yang raised his palms indifferently, as if Zhang Junming was about to be sentenced to death at the next moment.

But his eyebrows suddenly raised: "You are too weak, no match for Chunyu... Who else is helping you?"

'Sure enough... this person is not stupid, it's my turn to show up.'

Fang Xi thought for a moment, turned around and ran away!

How sharp are the facial features of a Zhenjin martial artist?

Almost as soon as Fang Xi moved, Linghuyang noticed the clue and chased after him: "Finally... a real big mouse appeared!"

Fang Xi kept walking.

His figure was like a snake entering the grass, passing through the gate of Yuanhe Mountain and quickly disappearing into the alley.

After many twists and turns, we came to a no man's land.

In front of a damaged earth wall, Linghu Yang was standing with his hands behind his back, looking at him calmly: "You run very fast, and your legs are like a snake... Should you be the true successor of the red snake legs? No... your true

The strength and vigor of the blood are too much to surpass that of Lu Snake. He must have practiced many martial arts... It's a pity that he is useless!"

In his view, practicing third-rate martial arts means destroying one's own future!

"Without further ado!"

Fang Xi wiped her palms together, and her palms instantly turned into darkness.

His body moved, his back curved, like a giant python circling, and then he jumped out suddenly, slapping his hands in succession.

Whoosh!

The terrifying palm wind swept across, and it even contained poison!

"White cloud palm at the black cloud level?"

Linghuyang looked at this scene and smiled instead: "When you reach the true strength, you will know...the so-called poison skill, under the true strength, is nothing at all..."

He also shot out both palms, like thunder.

Bang bang!

The four palms of the two parties continued to slap each other, and their true strength and true strength were entangled with each other...

Fang Xi immediately discovered that the poison in his palm penetrated Linghuyang's body without having any effect on him.

Not only that, the opponent's true strength came like a torrential rain, and it penetrated every hole.

His true strength and vitality were defeated in a short period of time!

"Pity……"

During the fierce fight, Linghu Yang was still able to speak: "Your qi and blood are even more powerful than mine when I was a warrior. You may be gifted, but practicing third-rate martial arts, you are destined to be inferior to me!"

With these words, Linghu Yang's speed suddenly increased dramatically!

The secret of Yuanhe Mountain—Thunder Step!

He came to Fang Xi's side and moved his palm towards Fang Xi's waist like a magic weapon.

At this time, even if Fang Xi realized it, she had lost the initiative, and her fingers were still one foot away from the opponent's palm!

puff!

A magical scene appeared!

Linghu Yang retreated quickly as if he was hit hard.

"This is……"

He raised his hand and looked at his palm, only to see a red mark on it, almost bleeding.

"This is my secret transmission - the innate invisible sword energy!"

Fang Xi answered loudly, but she was complaining in her heart: 'It is equivalent to the physical cultivation of the middle stage of Qi refining. This body is quite impressive. My spiritual farmer's weeding spell is almost unable to break through the defense...'

Linghu Yang was silent for a long time, and suddenly sneered: "You are lying to me! Do you think you are a true martial arts saint who can leave the body and hurt people? If you were a master, I would have been dead long ago..."

"That's right!"

Fang Xi nodded and confirmed again that there was no living person around: "Then...it's time for me to take action with all my strength!"

"Full force?"

Linghuyang was a little confused.

After all, after the fight just now, he had confirmed that the opponent was only at the level of a true warrior.

Perhaps he is outstanding at this level and even surpasses the true disciple of the sect, but he is definitely no match for him!

In a life and death battle, you can't hide your strength!

However, the next moment, he saw Fang Xi opposite him, like a magic stick, he took out a yellow talisman, and then... tore it up?!

Stab!

Suddenly, a terrifying chill descended.

Linghu Yang's face was full of shock. Just when he wanted to escape, he found that his legs had been covered by a layer of ice and were stuck to the ground.

"Eat my slap!"

Fang Xi shouted loudly and struck out with all her strength.

Linghu Yang made a circle with his hands, concentrating on defense. Suddenly, the warrior intuitively felt great danger, and there was a sound like bone tearing in his neck, and he tilted his head sharply.

Stab!

A ray of black light suddenly came from behind him, narrowly avoiding the vital point, but also made a huge bloody gash on his shoulder.

"This...this is..."

Linghu Yang didn't care at all. He looked at the 'Qinghe Sword' floating next to Fang Xi with an extremely shocked expression: "This...how is this possible?"

Warriors in this world cannot cultivate immortality at all.

To everyone, immortals are just stories in novels and scripts.

But at this time, he seemed to have seen a real 'Sword Immortal'!

Linghu Yang's expression suddenly became extremely fanatical: "There seems to be no hatred or resentment between you and me. You came to me probably to leave the city... I have a way, I can teach you, we go out together, as long as

Tell me what's going on?"

"Out of town?"

Fang Xi smiled.

However, from the perspective of ordinary people, Yuanhe Mountain was attacked just after Linghu Yang released the news that he could leave the city. It is indeed easy to connect.

"No...I'm just here for your martial arts." He shook his head.

"As long as you teach me how to control your sword, Yuanhe Wu Lei Shou will give it to me with both hands!"

Linghu Yang answered without thinking.

This is a truly ruthless person who, for the sake of greater interests, doesn’t even care about the so-called sect and secret transmission.

"No need, I can naturally get the news I want."

Fang Xi looked at Linghu Yang and suddenly frowned: "Your injury...healed a little too quickly."

Linghu Yang was silent for a while, and then he tore his robe casually.

On his bare chest, there were tadpole-like black runes, which were surrounding the wound, like a circle of seals.

Among the dark rune seals, the bloody wound on the shoulder was healing quickly.

"Curse?"

Fang Xi frowned: "No...you can actually use the demon's spell power a little?"

"The power of the demon curse... is a power that transcends martial arts and is difficult for mortals to master. It can only be suppressed temporarily with a large amount of warrior essence and blood. This is also my Yuanhe Mountain secret method!"

Linghu Yang took out a small bottle and swallowed all the brown essence and blood inside. His face became even more flushed: "This is the way to get out of the city... The demon tree only blocks ordinary people, but it will not deliberately block the same kind...

As long as we become conscious demons, we can naturally escape!"

"So you are arresting warriors on a large scale just to refine blood essence and suppress the curse power in your body?" Fang Xi put her left hand into her sleeve and secretly held something: "Where is that Qiao Wuyang who plotted against me?"

"Dead... After all, there has been too little essence and blood recently. I can feel that the demon tree is gradually eroding my consciousness..." Linghu Yang smiled: "How about it? I have avenged you, right? Is this right?

Can it become the basis for our cooperation?”

"You are indeed more cold-blooded than me! You also have no bottom line!" Fang Xi's expression returned to calmness: "It's a pity that when I came to this life, I made an oath to fight the most ruthless person, so you are very suitable!"

"That's such a shame!"

The curse mark on Linghu Yang's chest spread rapidly and soon spread all over his body.

Sudden!

The ground behind Fang Xi exploded, and the tree roots were like spear points, piercing densely!
To be continued...