The Devil's Guide

"Fang Neng, you either live in resentment or greed. It's really a waste of your cultivation and this opportunity. Without your own thoughts, even if you become a god, you will not live like a human being." Niu Si said with a sneer.

The Juque sword came into his hand again. Niu Si waved his hand lightly, and the Juque sword drew a small circle in the air.

Fang Neng's black flag could not be stabbed down, because he found that if he continued to stab, the black flag would inevitably fall into the circle, and he could not see any changes afterwards.

When masters fight, how can they lose control and let others lead them by the nose. Therefore, Fang Neng can only change his moves. The long flag swept across and hit Niu Si.

"People are the same. Resentment and greed are all my thoughts. Boy, don't even think about moving my heart of Taoism." Fang Neng said in a low voice.

"I told you at the beginning that wisdom does not exist for those who do not have it. You have not made any progress in these years. Since resentment and greed are your thoughts, what are you? Only!" Niu Si said in a low voice, but he used the Buddhist mantra.

Fang Neng's body shook violently when he heard this. The magic way pursues casualness and does not exclude desire and greed, but resentment and greed are not the root after all. The difference here is really subtle. At this time, Niu Si pointed it out, and combined with the Buddhist mantra, Fang Neng's mind was moved again.

At this moment, Fang Neng couldn't help but think of the resentment in his heart when he was bullied when he was a child. He also thought of the taking and taking after his skills were perfected. Isn't he living in resentment and greed, but are those really his original intentions? Fang Neng's heart was a little confused.

The black flag naturally lost its unstoppable momentum just now, and this move immediately reduced the threat. Niu Si took a step forward, ignoring the existence of the black banner, and swung his sword at Fang Neng's neck.

Even though the Golden Armor Corpse King had a strong body and was protected by the golden armor, Fang Neng did not dare to let Niu Si chop his neck. He had seen the sharpness of the Juque Sword more than once.

Fang Neng retreated. He retreated three steps in a row, with the long banner blocking in front of him.

However, Niu Si did not continue to attack, nor did he look at Fang Neng. He stroked the Juque Sword and continued, "Brother Fang, if you can't even recognize yourself, you will definitely lose today. Let's see this sword. '

Niu Si's state returned to the moment when he fought with Ao Xianzhen. At this time, Niu Si clearly sensed the nodes around him.

The moonlight poured down like water. Niu Si's figure seemed to suddenly become taller, and the other scenery between heaven and earth was instantly eclipsed, leaving only a man and a sword under the moon.

The Juque Sword was slowly raised, and the moonlight slowly gathered on the tip of the sword, forming a huge ball of light on the tip of the sword. At this moment, it seemed that all the light was concentrated on the tip of the sword, and even the bright moon in the sky seemed to have lost its color.

Fang Neng's face changed drastically. Niu Si was clearly in front of him, but he could no longer lock onto Niu Si. At this moment, the whole world seemed to be centered on Niu Si, and he was excluded from this world.

Advancing to the God of Transformation once gave Fang Neng a strong sense of power, but at this moment he feltWhat he felt was a feeling of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart.

The opponent was clearly only at the level of Yuanying, and he was clearly right in front of him. He felt that he could not make a move and could not fight back. He even had the urge to turn around and run away.

He knew that he could not run away, or even retreat, because retreating meant that he was really afraid, which would undoubtedly be equivalent to planting a seed of failure in his heart. If he met the opponent again in the future, he would definitely die.

Fang Neng had been looking for an opportunity to make a move. But after a few breaths, Fang Neng still could not make a move.

Niu Si did not seem to be in a hurry. He looked at the bright moon in the sky and whispered, "Yue'er, I'll be here soon."

In this state, Niu Si's body recovered rapidly. In just a few breaths, Niu Si's injuries had recovered by half. If Niu Si continued to stand for a while longer, it was very likely that the injuries would be completely recovered.

Fang Neng's face gradually became ferocious. He raised his palm and slapped his chest, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the black banner.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Fang Neng felt better. He shook his head vigorously, pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the black banner flew towards Niu Si.

Niu Si secretly sighed in his heart that Fang Neng was really amazing. He actually got rid of his restrictions with a mouthful of blood. Niu Si's various words and gestures were all aimed at Fang Neng's weakness, that is, his childhood trauma.

I didn't expect that he really found a gap to suppress Fang Neng. This also made Niu Si realize that although Fang Neng advanced to the transformation of the spirit, his method was somewhat opportunistic, so his soul was weaker than that of ordinary transformation of the spirit cultivator.

It just happened that his soul had evolved once, so he was passive from the beginning. But now Fang Neng's spitting of blood has aroused his bloodiness, and it is not easy to target him again.

"Brother Fang, don't blame me for bullying you!" Niu Si said as he finally slashed out with his sword.

The moonlight exploded. It was like a gorgeous firework, brilliant and dazzling.

Fang Neng was shocked again, because all he could see and feel was the moonlight, the moonlight filled the sky, and it seemed that the whole world was filled with moonlight.

Then suddenly, he lost contact with the black flag.

Fang Neng retreated violently, and the moonlight chased him.

Fang Neng retreated quickly, and the moonlight chased him quickly.

Fang Neng didn't want to stop, but he didn't dare. He had already retreated seven steps, and he hadn't found the true body of the Juque Sword. How could he dare to stop?

Thirteen steps, Fang Neng was still retreating, and he had to retreat. At this time, Fang Neng was so sad that he felt like his life was like a light in the wind, which could go out at any time. This was the first time he felt close to death since he became the Golden Armor Corpse King.

After seventeen steps, Fang Neng suddenly closed his eyes, lowered his waist, sat on his horse and punched out.

With a loud "bang", Fang Neng punched the black flag. The black flag soared into the sky, and Fang Neng's body shook, and he vomited blood again.

The black flag flashed and returned againFang Neng opened his eyes and saw that Niu Si was still standing in the same position, as if he had never moved.

The long sword was still raised in the air, and the moonlight gathered on the tip of the sword again.

"How is this possible! Does this sword move have a name?" Fang Neng asked with wide eyes.

"Remembering the beautiful woman under the bright moon. Let's call this move "Under the Moon." Niu Si said lightly, his eyes never left the tip of the sword from beginning to end, as if he didn't care whether Fang Neng would attack again, or how to attack.

Fang Neng raised and lowered the black flag, repeated three times but still didn't attack.

"Brother Niu is smart. Fang Neng will come to learn from you another day." Fang Neng said and sank into the ground.

Niu Si slowly put away the Juque sword, and then flew towards the Black Stone Fortress at a leisurely pace.

If Fang Neng hadn't left just now, and looked at Niu Si again at this time, he would definitely not be able to help but attack again.

At this time, Niu Si's face was extremely pale, his forehead was sweating, and his lips were trembling uncontrollably. After flying for a distance, he quickly hid in the Sumeru Pearl, and the big rat took him to the Black Stone Fortress.