Full level ruthless person

Fang Zhixing asked quickly: "May I ask the chief, the sword has no eyes, is today's competition going to end?"

"of course not.

Ji Xiangjun shook his head directly, "I heard that your demon form is very bloodthirsty, and the more you kill, the stronger it becomes, so you can use it to your heart's content, killing or burying it."

Fang Zhixing understood clearly, but his expression was slightly complicated.

Just to test his background, Ji Xiangjun asked ten sects to gather here and fight in public.

This is the authority of the superior!

People at the bottom have no choice but to let them play with them.

Fan Zhenglun, who was on the side, had a face full of sorrow, and couldn't help but remind him in a low voice: "You should try to be more restrained, and try not to kill if you can. There is no need to make enemies over this matter."

"clear."

Fang Zhixing kept his head in mind, as long as the enemy did not reveal his murderous intention, he would not kill people indiscriminately.

certainly!

If Ji Xiangjun operated in secret and forced the masters of the eight sects to kill him, then he would have no choice.

Time flies.

Before I knew it, it was almost noon.

Fan Zhenglun took Fang Zhixing to the martial arts field.

In an instant, countless eyes from the viewing platform came to him, all of them falling on Fang Zhixing.

The buzz of discussion immediately started, like the rain hitting the plantains, and it was endless.

"Look, he is that Fang Zhixing, right?"

"So young!"

"Is it true that he killed You Buchu and Gong Xixiong?"

"Hmph, that's it. I thought he had three heads and six arms. I really don't know how Gong Xixiong died in his hands."

"Good guy, this guy is too arrogant. He actually tried to challenge eight other sects on his own. Do you really think he is a vegetarian?"

"He killed You Buchou and Gong Xixiong one after another. He must have been floating for a long time. It feels like there are no heroes in the world."

…

Amid the uproar, Fan Zhenglun stepped out and pressed his hands.

The viewing platform quickly became quiet.

"Welcome everyone..."

Fan Zhenglun first said a lot of pleasantries, and then introduced all the distinguished guests by name.

Ji Xiangjun has the most noble status, so there is no need to say more.

The people coming from the Luo family were none other than Luo Keji and Dong Minzhu.

The person coming from the Lu family is Lu Xuanxi.

A young lady came from the Rong family, and a young master came from the Fei family.

After that, the leader of Feihuang Sect, Guan Zhaohua, and the leader of Yunshui Sect, Zhongli Wanfeng...

Many dignitaries, celebrities, and heroes from the world have come in droves today, all gathered here. The scene is so luxurious and grand that it is beyond imagination.

Fan Zhenglun finished the introduction in one breath, and then announced: "It's getting late. I'd like to invite you to make your appearance."

Fang Zhixing's body swayed and he appeared in the middle of the martial arts stage.

Fan Zhenglun smiled and said: "Everyone, Fang Keqing is using martial arts to make friends today. Anyone can challenge him, regardless of superiority, life or death. Of course, I advise those below the Nine Ox realm not to join in the fun."

As soon as the words fell!

On the viewing platform, a figure suddenly jumped up and landed opposite Fang Zhixing with a graceful movement.

Fang Zhixing glanced at the other person. He was a middle-aged man with a big beard, tall and thick, and his chest was exposed.

There was a hideous scar on this man's neck and shoulder.

The middle-aged man coughed dryly, raised his chin, and with an arrogant expression on his face, he cupped his hands and said loudly: "I am Yin Chugong of Zheyanmen."

Fang Zhixing was startled at first, and then realized that this person was not from the Eight Great Sects.

Zheyan Sect seems to be a second-rate sect with a shallow foundation and is not qualified to be among the top ten sects.

But obviously, Yin Chugong couldn't wait to show his face, maybe to make a name for himself.

Fang Zhixing didn't care what he wanted to do. Since someone had the guts to take the stage, he could only fight him.

"please!"

Fang Zhixing had no unnecessary nonsense, and his burly body suddenly swelled.

Seeing this, Yin Chugong didn't dare to be careless. He took a deep breath and his whole body expanded rapidly.

His back squirmed, and his two shoulder blades bulged high, extending toward the sky.

In an instant, Yin Chugong's body grew to about three meters tall, which was not particularly huge.

However, a pair of feathered wings sprouted from its back, which were over five meters long and unusually wide.

The edge of the fleshy wings was as sharp as a sword, glowing with the cold light of cold metal.

Phew~

Yin Chugong quickly flapped his wings, soared into the sky, and flew into the sky.

The martial arts stage is open-air, without a dome.

Yin Chugong could fly freely. He circled excitedly and passed over the heads of the people in the auditorium, causing everyone to cheer and shout.

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect that his first opponent could fly.

I still remember Xin Zhanhong, the hunchbacked ghost swordsman, meeting a flying bat girl. He was helpless and depressed to death.

"Is this guy here to make things difficult for me?"

Fang Zhixing sneered, his body suddenly grew to ten meters tall, and ten bloody tentacles rose behind him.

Each bloody tentacle is twelve meters long and as thick as a giant python. It dances gently, causing the air to distort and deform.

The coercion exuded by Fang Zhixing's demonic form was unparalleled and frightening.

Everyone looked at this scene with side eyes.

Yin Chugong stopped suddenly and hovered above Fang Zhixing's head.

His eyes widened, looking at the ten bloody tentacles, his brows knitted into a knot, and the feathers on his feathered face became messy.

"Strike first to be stronger, give me a 'Swallow Return'!"

Yin Chugong fell down and dived towards Fang Zhixing. His two fleshy wings were like swords, cutting open the air and drawing out two fans of sword energy visible to the naked eye.

"cut!"

Yin Chugong didn't hold anything back, his sword energy burst out, overwhelmingly covering the sky and the earth.

Fang Zhixing's eyes were contemptuous, and he had already seen through Yin Chugong's true nature, he was only in the middle stage of the Nine Bull Realm.

He raised a bloody tentacle and swung it towards the void, shaking!

Bang!

The air suddenly became turbulent, as if it was an earth-shattering shock.

The terrifying Tianluo explosive force spurted out, stirring the air, condensing into a hurricane, soaring straight into the sky, as if it was overturning the river and the sea.

The fan sword energy collapsed instantly.

The hurricane was unstoppable and hit the birdman Yin Chugong head-on.

"Ah this!"

Yin Chugong was shocked and turned around suddenly, trying to escape from the hurricane.

Unfortunately, the hurricane was too fast, too fierce, and too strong!

His whole body was swept and swallowed by the hurricane.

In the blink of an eye, his two fleshy wings were torn apart, and his whole body burst open.

Peng~

Blood rained down from the sky, rising one after another, staining the ground red.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Fang Zhixing stood in the rain of blood without even moving his steps.

The whole place fell silent.

You can hear a pin drop!

Then, a huge uproar broke out!

"Damn it, kill instantly!"

"Yin Chugong is not weak, right? Why is he so vulnerable?"

"Fang Zhixing is too strong and deserves his reputation. No wonder Gong Xixiong fell into his hands!"

"This guy is amazing, it's really not easy!"

…

The auditorium was filled with excitement, and everyone was ignited with shock.

"Yeah, not bad."

Ji Xiangjun sat leisurely in the stands, looking satisfied with the result of the first competition.

"snort……"

Luo Keji narrowed his eyes slightly, and the expression on his face was slightly stiff.

Dong Minzhu's breath was stagnant and he exclaimed: "Is this person really Fang Zhixing? How did he become so strong in just ten years?"

Lu Xuanxi's eyes widened, his brows furrowed, his face full of disbelief.

The last time he saw Fang Zhixing, he could only transform into a demon with six bloody tentacles.

In just a few days, six items have turned into ten!

"Is he hiding his strength, or has he made a breakthrough recently?"

Lu Xuanxi licked his tongue and marveled.

"Hahaha~"

Fan Zhenglun was overjoyed and announced loudly: "Yin Chugong is defeated, then Zhixing wins! Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"

Seeing that Fang Zhixing was so powerful and killed Yin Chugong instantly with one blow, how could anyone else dare to step forward?

From this moment on, this stage does not belong to these miscellaneous fishes.

While people from the small sects were playing, only the masters from the ten sects were qualified to compete with Fang Zhixing.

At this moment, Feihuang Sect, Yunshui Sect and other sects looked at each other and showed humility.

As a result, Mo Jian Sect did its job and a swordsman in black walked out.

This man looked to be in his forties, with a tall figure and sharp features.

Pointing his toes, he landed on the martial arts stage and directly announced his family name: "Mo Jian Sect, Duan Shiye."

As soon as the name was announced, the auditorium boiled again and burst into enthusiastic cheers.

Fang Zhixing took a closer look and saw that Duan Shiye had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, his eyebrows flew into his temples at an angle, and his temperament was cool and unrestrained, which fit everyone's imagination of a swordsman.

Fan Zhenglun mentioned this person before, saying that Duan Shiye was a swordsman genius who became famous at a young age and had superb swordsmanship. He challenged all masters without losing.

However, ever since he entered the Nine Bull Realm, for some unknown reason, he suddenly kept a low profile and rarely showed his sword power in front of others.

Some rumors say that he was trapped by love, but others say that he was defeated by another swordsman and had inner demons, which later became dormant.

Duan Shiye put his left hand behind his back and stretched his right arm, holding a dark green bamboo sword in his hand.

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but take another look at the dark green bamboo sword. It had a strange shape. At first glance, it looked like a writing brush.

Duan Shiye's face was expressionless, with a hint of arrogance between his brows.

He said calmly: "Fang Keqing, do you mind if I use a level four sword to spar with you?"

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "As you wish, can you introduce your sword to open Fang's horizons?"

Duan Shiye said bluntly: "This sword is called 'Liu Mo'."

Cherish words like gold and never say another word.

After hearing this, Fang Zhixing chuckled and said, "Okay, then I'll be brave enough to try the edge of the Liumo Sword."

"please!"

Duan Shiye stood on his tiptoes and flew into the air, his clothes fluttering, as if he had come out of the dust.

Hearing a clanging sword sound, the Liumo Sword was immediately unsheathed.

All of a sudden, gurgling~

It seemed like a large amount of ink was spurting out from the scabbard.

Duan Shiye held the hilt of the sword, but the sword body was missing.

The blade of the sword was like a ball of flying ink, which was extremely magical.

Fang Zhixing's pupils shrank, he had never seen such a weird demon form.

The next second, Duan Shiye raised the hilt of his sword high, and all the ink flew to the top of his head, condensing into a thirty-meter-long black sword.

"Slash with ink!"

Duan Shiye slashed with his pen, and the black sword fell down immediately.

Fang Zhixing swung his bloody tentacles violently and was shocked.

Bang!

The violent air surged out and met the black sword.

The next moment, the black sword collapsed and dispersed, turning into drops of ink, passing through the hurricane and pouring down.

Fang Zhixing's eyes widened slightly, and he discovered that the ink droplets changed rapidly and turned into long swords, almost one meter long, with thirty-six handles, falling from the sky, unstoppable.

"Ink..."

Fang Zhixing was thoughtful, and suddenly, ten bloody tentacles vibrated together.

"Explosive Technique: Explosive Killing in All Directions!"

This is a brand new skill awakened after Tianluo's Blood Transformation Skill has been upgraded to the fourth level of Demon Transformation.

[Explosive Killing in Ten Directions: Any target within the extended range of the tentacles will be devastated from 360 degrees without blind spots. 】

At this moment, the air above Fang Zhixing's head shook violently, causing endless ripples.

Thirty-six long swords were stretched, compressed, twisted, and exploded one by one!

The terrifying explosive power swept across the sky, enveloping all the ink, and rolled back.

If Duan Shiye spilled ink, it wanted to fall on Fang Zhixing's drawing paper.

Then, he only knows how to do it if he underestimates it.

Fang Zhixing was so non-stick that he even poured the ink back in the pot.