Starry Sky Professional

Fang Xing maintained the speed of the Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator and flew to a place surrounded by mountains when he suddenly felt something.

He stood in the air, looking at the howling wind ahead.

A huge swallow falcon, as white as jade, fell down, with Master Tianyu on top and a man in black robes.

"Master Tianyu...why are you blocking my way?"

A trace of 'wariness' appeared on Fang Xing's face, and he shouted coldly: "I am the true successor of Tianjian Sect, don't make a mistake!"

"Brother Feng, let me take action here."

Master Tianyu looked at the man in black robes and said calmly: "Although the rules of Tianjian Sect are to give Zhenzhuan at most some life-saving things such as substitutes for death and escape, and will not give secret treasures or high-level talismans for fighting... But first test it with a puppet. One or two, but it’s excellent.”

"Well, Tianyu, take action."

The man in black robe gave a strange laugh and immediately stepped aside.

For him, the most important thing is the third-level physical cultivator - 'Fang Yun', a mere foundation-building sword cultivator, and he is indeed not worthy of bullying.

Tianyu's sleeves floated, and white jade terracotta warriors flew out one after another, emitting foundation-level mana fluctuations that continued to grow in mid-air, holding shields, crossbows... and surrounding Fang Xing.

He is famous for his puppets, and now he is using a puppet battle formation!

Although these are all second-level ‘white jade soldier puppets’, after forming a formation, they pose a certain threat even to the real person False Dan!

"Yu!"

A white jade terracotta warrior holding a large shield stepped forward and raised his shield high.

On the shield, formation lines lit up, absorbing the spiritual energy of the middle-grade spiritual stone embedded in the core, and suddenly turned into light curtains, protecting the entire military formation airtight.

Behind the shield, three rows of soldiers holding crossbows lined up neatly. The arms of the puppets in the front row lit up with various patterns, and bright light erupted from the crossbows in their hands.

Fire, ice, thunder and lightning, corrosion...

The magic weapon arrows with various effects, with their own visions, turned into raindrops all over the sky, and fell with a crash!

call out!

In the void, a sword cry was suddenly heard!

It was inaudible at first, gradually roared, and finally sounded like muffled thunder!

The white gold sword with a little bit of blue starlight emerged, suddenly divided into thousands, like a wisp of rain.

The two 'rain curtains' intertwined, and the countless magic weapon arrows separated from each other and evenly split into two halves, no longer showing any power.

'Sigh...according to what Master Duanjian said, fake elixirs are not counted as elixirs... It does make sense. The pressure this person puts on me is not threatening at all...'

Fang Xing sighed in his heart, but a trace of doubt appeared on his face: "Master Tianyu... I ask myself that I have no enmity with you, why do you do this again and again... Could it be that elder of mine?"

"Excellent swordsmanship, refining swords into silk, and conquering all five elements... I really have the charm of a swordsman who can defeat all kinds of magic with one sword."

Master Tianyu touched his palms and sighed: "It's just...how many swords can you use? How many shields can you break?"

In the eyes of the dynasty, killing ordinary swordsmen is like killing a dog because their strength will be exhausted. If they are surrounded by armored soldiers, it will be great if they can break through one or two armors, and then they will be hacked to death with random swords.

In the world of cultivating immortals, puppet masters have a similar idea when dealing with sword cultivators, which is to use the human sea tactic to drown the opponent!

Of course, Master Tianyu must be at a higher level to dare to play like this.

After all, 'Fang Xing' is only in the early stage of foundation building according to the intelligence, and has limited mana.

How many more swords can be used?

In the battle formation, puppets holding shields kept coming forward, just to force Fang Xing to consume sword energy.

Fang Xing's face was cold, and his sword came out like wind and thunder, cutting through a shield.

Although these shields are standard, they all have second-level high-grade spiritual weapons. It can be seen that Master Tianyu has invested a lot of capital.

Even if you are a swordsman in the late stage of foundation building, after cutting through dozens of shields in succession, your mana will be greatly damaged and your flying sword will lose its sharpness.

Therefore, Master Tianyu was very wise and deliberately forced Fang Xing to play his trump card: "My nephew, it's better to just let him go. I just want to meet your elder... I have no intention of harming you at all."

There seemed to be a kind of spiritual interference in his words, trying to make Fang Xing relax his vigilance.

'Most of the puppet masters have extraordinary spiritual awareness... I am afraid that this person's spiritual awareness is comparable to that of a real alchemy monk, and he deliberately attacks this kind of spiritual awareness. He is really not a son of a man...'

Fang Xing complained in his heart.

"Okay, hurry up and capture this child. Whatever you want to know, I'll search for the soul..."

The black-robed monk named Feng urged.

"good!"

Master Tianyu smiled and took out another puppet from his sleeve.

He is a puppet master, but he is actually much more than this set of battle formations.

What makes him famous are two quasi-third-level puppets. With the help of these two puppets, his strength is among the best among the fake elixir real people. Otherwise, he would not be able to control Beili Xiancheng.

What’s even more astonishing is that after receiving the support from the forces behind the black-robed man, funding a third-level puppet inheritance, and even some rare puppet materials, Master Tianyu finally produced a third-level low-grade puppet!

With this step, he will be a true third-level puppet master!

The status can be compared with the general Jiedan Daoist.

It's just that this matter has always been regarded as a trump card by him. When he saw Fang Xing's bravery, he immediately wanted to try out his latest third-level puppet.

"Sigh...I'm too lazy to play with you."

At this time, Fang Xing sighed, and the rotten iron sword appeared in his hand.

The aura of the quasi-magic weapon made Master Tianyu's eyes twitch.

Then, Fang Xing activated the nine-aperture golden elixir in his body, and the fluctuations in his mana increased dramatically.

It’s no longer the early stage of foundation building…

Instead, he broke through all the way to the fake elixir realm!

The terrifying sword energy was poured into the rotten iron sword, causing this quasi-magic weapon to burst into dazzling brilliance.

"Great freedom!"

Fang Xing swung his sword casually!

A brilliant, but only thin sword thread appeared, sweeping across the white jade puppet formation on the opposite side!

By the way, it also swept past the Yan Falcon puppet, as well as the real Tianyu and the black-robed man above!

Whoops!

A gentle breeze blew.

Wow…

The huge shields were each divided into two, with the top and bottom separated directly, revealing smooth sections like glass.

These white jade war figurines behind the shield were also physically separated, and were all destroyed by a single sword!

Not only that.

The white jade swallow falcon high in the sky separated from it and suddenly disintegrated in mid-air.

Master Tianyu's face was stunned. He saw his body and arms stretched into his sleeves, and he couldn't help but feel unwilling...

"I...my third-level puppet has not been taken out yet..."

"If it's taken out...I won't...die!"

Bang!

His head fell to the ground, and the headless body fell with a crash.

"What a fast sword!"

A voice full of surprise and fear sounded.

"Huh?"

Fang Xing looked at the man in black robe: "You're not dead? Oh...it turns out that your body is special. Is this...a magic power?"

In his field of vision, although the black-robed man was cut in half... not a drop of blood flowed out of his body.

Not only that, as he performed a strange magic formula, billowing black demonic energy emerged from his body.

His upper body and lower body seemed to turn into two masses of black magic mist, erupting with astonishing evil energy, and then merged into one in mid-air, revealing a cold-looking, high-nose, black-robed demon cultivator!

Demonic energy is different from ordinary evil energy, and immortal cultivators with spiritual consciousness will never sense it wrongly.

"What a coincidence... I was originally planning to go to Zheng State to investigate, but I didn't expect to meet a demon cultivator here!"

The corner of Fang Xing's mouth curled up slightly: "He is still a demon cultivator of pill formation!"

"Are you actually a fake elixir? The sword light was so fast... Tianyu died unjustly."

The pill-forming demon cultivator took out a shield of magic weapon level and guarded it firmly in front of him, and then spoke in a hoarse voice.

Fang Xing's Great Freedom Black Gold Sword Qi is known as the fastest sword, and a monk who doesn't have full defense from the beginning will easily suffer.

Especially for someone like Zhenren Tianyu who has neither practiced body training nor taken good defense.

Of course, Master Tianyu was also wronged.

After all, in his eyes, Fang Xing had already been trapped in the puppet battle formation and was a turtle in a jar.

What's more, although he didn't take out the high-level puppet, he still maintained the shield of the fake elixir and true essence.

But he didn't expect that Fang Xing's sword wire was so sharp, cutting through the fake elixir and true energy shield was like cutting tofu.

Therefore, before the high-level puppet was taken out, it died in an extremely painful manner.

"Are you from the land of the Five Sects and Ten Kingdoms, or are you from further south?"

Fang Xing flicked the sword with his fingers, feeling for the first time how quickly the sword cultivator killed people.

"Hehe... Do you think you have defeated me? After all, you are just a fake elixir... No, it should be a fake elixir that is achieved with the help of external objects. The elixir has not been perfected... Although the swordsmanship is amazing, it is enough to threaten ordinary elixir-forming monks. However, the 'Wind Demonic Skill' I practice can refine the demonic body, and it can be gathered and dispersed indefinitely, so you can't hurt me..."

The pill-forming demon cultivator sneered and was secretly surprised.

The "Wind Demonic Art" he practiced was of extraordinary power and had the characteristics of a demonic body. This was the reason why he dared to capture a third-level physical cultivator with the help of a fake elixir!

After all, his 'Wind Demon Body' has almost no taboos, except for a few evil-repelling lightning methods, third-level sword intent, pure Yang fire and other righteous demon-refining treasures.

Only a handful of physical strength can't hurt him at all.

Not to mention, there is Tianyu Zhenren, who can control a third-level puppet and two quasi-third-level puppets to surround him.

After being refined into a third-level puppet, Master Tianyu can also be used as a Master Jiedan.

But he didn't expect that he would have such a bad start and fall into trouble at the hands of Fang Yun's juniors!

At this moment, he just wanted to catch Fang Xing and make a good deal of it.

As for arresting ‘Fang Yun’? I'm afraid we have to contact the sect and send more elders.

"Wind evil magic power?"

Fang Xing recalled the classics he had read and immediately understood: "It turns out he is from the Southern Demon Sect."

Among the magic sects in the south, there is a large Nascent Soul sect called the 'Wanxiang Demon Sect', which has four parts, 'Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning'. Each one has a very powerful magic skill that can directly reach the realm of Nascent Soul!

Among them, the secret of the ‘Wind Department’ is this ‘Wind Evil Demonic Skill’!

"What? Do you, the Wanxiang Demon Sect, want to start a war with me, the Righteous Way? Our Tianjian Sect, from top to bottom, is more than willing to do so."

Fang Xing laughed, and suddenly the man and the sword merged into one, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and he drew his sword towards the pill-forming demon!