Fantasy: There is a super sect in me

"Go to hell!"

Xiang Yuan roared angrily and used strength again, clenching his fist and hitting the opponent's chest directly.

This punch caused Fang Biao to fly more than fifty meters on the spot and he could not get up again.

"How is that possible! What kind of combat skill is this?"

Fang Quan stared at Xiang Yuan, his eyes full of horror.

Xiang Yuan looked at the sword wound on the palm of his hand, it was not big.

But what made Xiang Yuan secretly happy was that a moderate bell rang, and the wound was actually wrapped by the aura of the golden bell in his body and recovered quickly.

Moreover, the explosion at that moment actually allowed Xiang Yuan to break through the shackles of his meridians and enter the third level.

"Boy, I'm asking you something!"

Xiang Yuan raised his head and looked at Fang Quan.

"It's okay to tell you. This is a low-level holy-level spiritual energy skill. Come and get it if you are brave enough!"

"Holy steps..."

After a brief shock, Fang Quan immediately fell into madness. He burst out laughing and rushed towards Xiang Yuan, as if the holy-level technique was already his.

"Spiritual weapon?"

Feeling the spiritual power fluctuations of the sword in Fang Quan's hand, Xiang Yuan's eyes turned cold and he decided to grit his teeth and fight.

Fang Quan obviously didn't want to kill Xiang Yuan just like that, but wanted to destroy his Dantian first.

But what Fang Quan never expected was that when faced with his sword, Xiang Yuan not only did not hide, but instead rushed straight forward.

There was a popping sound, and the spiritual sword really penetrated Xiang Yuan's abdomen.

Seeing this scene, Fang Quan was stunned on the spot, but Xiang Yuan didn't want to give him time to react, and the Thundering Tiger Fist hit Fang Quan's throat directly.

This punch directly shattered Fang Quan's entire neck.

"you……"

Fang Quan held his throat and took two steps back. His eyes widened and he looked at Xiang Yuan in disbelief with the sword still stuck in his abdomen.

He never imagined that this kid would be so ruthless and so desperate.

"If I give you a chance to react, the only one who will die is myself."

Xiang Yuan followed two steps forward, held the spiritual sword in his abdomen and pulled it out. With a swipe sound, a dead head flew out.

"puff……"

After dealing with Fang Quan, Xiang Yuan firmly held the spirit sword in his hand and knelt on the ground, spraying out a mist of blood.

The spiritual sword in his hand was still trembling crazily, trying to get out of Xiang Yuan's control.

"Made!"

Feeling the strong resistance of the spiritual sword, Xiang Yuan became angry and stepped on the sword. With a strong hand, the sword was bent directly.

"It's not a good sword that can kill your master. I'll give you two choices, either be broken by me, or accept me as your master."

Xiang Yuan's voice was loud, and he pressed the spiritual sword firmly under his feet, his eyes cold.

Seeing that it was still struggling, Xiang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he pressed the hilt of the sword in his hand down almost to the instep.

With a click, a crack appeared on the blade of the spiritual sword.

It wasn't until this moment that the spirit sword became quiet.

Feeling the gentle spiritual power in the spiritual sword, Xiang Yuan snorted coldly and raised his feet.

The spiritual sword suddenly rebounded and straightened, emitting a sword cry, and the slight crack on the sword was restored to its original state under the cover of spiritual power.

"A spiritual weapon is a spiritual weapon, and it is really powerful."

After subduing the spiritual sword in his hand, Xiang Yuan had time to care about his injuries.

The sword wound on the abdomen had stopped bleeding under the nourishment of the golden bell, and it didn't seem to be serious.

"The sword was pierced close to the Dantian, so it still hurt a little, but it is worth it if it can instantly kill a strong man with three levels of cultivation."

In fact, Xiang Yuan should have discovered that the Qiankun Bell had this ability when Jin Ling repaired the body's meridians and Dantian, but he was too unfamiliar with it at the time and didn't think much about it.

If it hadn't been for Fang Biao's sword attack just now, it would have been impossible to discover this.

Thinking of Fang Biao, Xiang Yuan looked at him and saw Fang Biao standing up with difficulty and trying to run away.

Xiang Yuan snorted coldly, and Fang Biao was so frightened that he stood on the spot, not daring to move.

"Xiang, brother Xiang, as long as you spare my life, I will teach you the Yuan-level mid-level combat skills I have cultivated, how about that?"

Staring at the panicked Fang Biao, Xiang Yuan sneered.

"If you, the Fang family, chose to go against the Xiang family, you should have thought that today is just Yuan-level combat skills and techniques. I have plenty of them, so you should keep them and practice them yourself!"

Xiang Yuan's wealthy temperament at this time almost blinded Fang Biao.

This person actually doesn't even like the Yuan-level skills. Is it possible that he still wants to covet the Holy level?

How did he know that Xiang Yuan's family was rich?

Just talking about Yuanjie Kung Fu, there are nearly a thousand sets hidden in Xiang Yuan's body. Fang Biao wanted to save his own life by using this kind of thing, so he pointed at Xiang Yuan's nose and scolded him for being poor.

"Xiang Yuan is a Yuan-level combat skill. It is difficult to find one except from the sect forces. You..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Xiang Yuan swung his sword and felt that the injury on his abdomen was recovering quickly, so he walked towards Fang Biao.

"Before I die, I will let you understand that I am so poor that I only have a bunch of skills left."

When Fang Biao was stunned, Xiang Yuan was about to take action, but he quickened his pace for a moment and then slowly stepped back.

Seeing Xiang Yuan's actions, Fang Biao was stunned, thinking that Xiang Yuan regretted it, and his face showed joy.

"As long as you let me go, I will tell you how to practice Fire Palm's combat skills."

Xiang Yuan's expression was extremely vigilant. He swallowed hard and looked at Fang Biao who seemed to have escaped from death.

"Fang Biao, it's not that I don't give you a chance, it's that your life is too short."

After Xiang Yuan finished speaking, he no longer hesitated, turned around and ran away.

Seeing his reaction, Fang Biao also noticed something was wrong. When he turned back and looked behind him, he collapsed on the ground.

At the entrance of the canyon, a spiritual beast appeared out of nowhere.

It was a spotted leopard more than three meters long, staring hard at Fang Biao, with some blood stains on its exposed fangs.

Fang Biao's breathing began to quicken, but Xiang Yuan's punch just now had seriously injured his internal organs, making him unable to escape at all.

"Xiang Yuan, I will never let you go even if I am a ghost."

Xiang Yuan, who had already run away, heard Fang Biao's roar and snorted disdainfully.

"I will kill anyone who kills me. You, Fang Biao, will not blame me until you die."

While Xiang Yuan was still running, he suddenly heard faint noises coming from behind him.

When he turned around, he saw the spotted leopard following him a mile away.

Xiang Yuan cursed and speeded up again, but then he groaned and the severe pain in his abdomen made him grin.

"If I knew something like this would appear, why would I fight with that person?"

There is no use regretting now. Xiang Yuan did not regret it, but his abdomen was torn open again under the fierce running.

"It's over!"

When Xiang Yuan ran deep into the canyon, his heart sank. There was a cliff in front of him.

There is no exit here, there are cliffs on three sides, and there is only one exit.

As soon as Xiang Yuan turned around, he saw that the spotted leopard was less than fifty meters away from him, with blood dripping from its mouth.

Seeing the look in the petal leopard's eyes, Xiang Yuan knew that this was not a first-order spiritual beast, and that it should have begun to gain intelligence.

"Second-level spiritual beasts, if we meet on a narrow road, either you will die or I will live!"