Chapter 48: Amidst the Host
Fang Xian is gambling!
The magical skill of "Sword Control" also has flaws.
After all, the pressure from his three-eyed evil-patterned white tiger can only spread to a range of one thousand meters before it can no longer be sustained.
As both are grandmasters, the other party controls the sword with his mind, so his body will not be too far away!
It is undoubtedly unwise to fight against the flying sword. We must find the enemy's true form!
If you lose the bet, it's okay.
It is better to die on the road pursuing scenery than to do nothing in the previous life!
His own white tiger aura spread out, and the spiritual strength of all the creatures contained in it was vividly visible.
“No, no, no…”
Fang Xian quickly identified it and started to move.
At this time, the flying sword in the sky fell again.
“Roar!”
The three-eyed white tiger with evil patterns roared at the flying sword.
The ripples visible to the naked eye rolled, causing the flying sword in the green light to seem to slow down a little.
For a master like Fangxian, this little bit is the boundary between life and death!
He walked like a dragon and a tiger, used the [Eye of the Mysterious Cavern] to observe the trajectory , and kept dodging. His body was already covered in blood.
"Hmm? Found it!"
While moving at high speed, Fang Xian suddenly sensed a spirit.
This spirit was extremely powerful, far surpassing that of an ordinary master. It seemed to be connected to heaven and earth, and had an inexplicable connection with the flying sword.
“It’s the unity of man and nature of the Grand Master!”
Without thinking, he rushed towards that direction.
"Even if I die, I will drag you with me!"
There seemed to be flames burning in Fang Xian's eyes, and he was ready to fight to the death.
But at this moment, the flying sword in the sky suddenly accelerated, stopped attacking, and fell to that direction.
"Is he rushing to protect his master? Is there a flaw in this sword-controlling technique? For example, when performing it, the person cannot move?"
Fang Xian's eyes lit up: "I was saying, how could there be such a terrifying magical power in this world!"
"What a great White Tiger Star Lord! I'll see you later."
The swordsman jumped out of a tree hole at an astonishing speed and left quickly.
"He's faster than me..."
Fang Xian chased for a while, then stopped: "It seems that today, only one Grandmaster came to support the battle, and he is not sure that he can kill me... Next time, he will definitely call Zhifan to join us, and there may be traps..."
"It's a pity that I missed this opportunity today. If it was Monk Zhifan who came, he might have been beaten to death by me..."
If a sword is wielded lightly, the body movements must be fast, but if one practices hard skills, the body movements must be slower.
The grand masters of the Brahma and Taoism families are not easy to come by. There are only two of them in total. Eighty percent of them will be enemies in the future. Kill one as soon as you can!
If I can't leave anyone behind today, there's a 90% chance that I'll end up like Chu Kuangren in the future.
He suddenly stopped, treated the wound on his body, and sighed to himself.
That's him.
If Yu Longjiao and the others were to come, every one of them would be beheaded by the flying swords, there would be no chance of survival!
…
East of Baiyun Mountains.
A large camp.
The flags covered the sky, and the soldiers were lined up in camps. It was obviously a camp with more than 100,000 troops.
In the middle, there is a dragon flag fluttering in the wind.
This is the camp where the Emperor of Yuanwu led his army to war.
Outside the central army tent, Zhou Banxian, the former staff member and now the national teacher, stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes slightly: "The army is full of vigor and with the dragon spirit in control, we will be invincible. Once Yuanwu unites the world, the Taoist master Fu Longting's Taoist work will be accomplished..."
He secretly looked at the fate of the Dhamo Kingdom and found that it was completely vulnerable in front of the Yuanwu Kingdom.
As for today's battle of grandmasters, the possibility of the six major sects winning is also very high, besides, there are also the Brahma and Taoist sects to support them.
"What is the general trend? This is the general trend!"
"The destiny lies with Yuanwu , and the general trend is in my hands!"
Zhou Banxian wanted to laugh heartily, but suddenly he had another impulse and thought of an arrogant and domineering figure: "White Tiger Star Lord, you are so unwise. You took a wrong step..."
At this moment, a messenger came running over: "Sir... a letter has been sent by carrier pigeon from Baiyun Mountain."
"Oh? The Grandmasters' Battle has a result? It's time to move west."
Zhou Banxian smiled and opened the information. His hands suddenly began to tremble: "A great victory by a side sect? A suspected Grandmaster? Not good... I need to go see His Majesty... Let him hurry..."
Roar!
At this moment, a sudden noise of chaos came from the northwest corner of the camp.
"Enemy is attacking the camp!"
The entire camp seemed to come alive all of a sudden.
All the generals and captains were wearing armor and urging their troops to prepare for battle.
There were also martial arts masters affiliated with the Yuanwu Kingdom who used their lightness skills to fly towards the battlefield.
As one of the major powers on the continent, Yuanwu's army has strong morale, is well-trained in normal times, and remains calm in times of crisis.
"The ruler of the Damo Kingdom actually dared to attack the camp? I underestimated him... But were all the outer rangers killed? Why did they report ?"
The former Second Prince, now Emperor Yuanwu, dressed in golden armor, walked out of the tent amidst many people: "Beat the drums, and destroy all the enemies!"
"As you wish!"
The sound spread far and wide.
Emperor Yuanwu squinted his eyes comfortably.
But it didn't take long before various battle reports came in quickly.
"Your Majesty, the Feihe Army has been breached and suffered heavy losses!"
"Your Majesty, General Zhang Feihe died in battle, and the eighteen royal priests were killed..."
"Your Majesty, the enemy has broken through the front camp, please retreat to the rear camp immediately!"
…
"I won't leave!"
Emperor Yuanwu looked pale: "Who is the enemy?"
"Only one person!"
"It's White Tiger Star Lord... Fang Xian!"
"It's him!"
Zhou Banxian's mind was shaken.
Just then, there was a panic ahead.
He saw... a three-eyed white tiger with evil patterns that was visible to the naked eye. It was like a demon god descended to the earth, charging left and right in the army. The black and red patterns on its body had an evil and twisted feeling that made everyone who saw it feel dizzy.
Within a thousand-meter range of the White Tiger, ordinary soldiers fell down like wheat being cut. Occasionally, there were a few soldiers with strong wills, but they seemed to have turned into clay sculptures or stone statues, completely unable to move.
'An ordinary Grand Master wouldn't dare to charge into an army of thousands alone, but I do!'
Fang Xian moved very quickly and would kill with one punch anyone who dared to stand in his way.
"I have the White Tiger Dharma Aspect to suppress it. Within a thousand meters, ordinary people will faint directly, and warriors below the Grandmaster level will be greatly weakened. There is nothing to fear at all!"
Moreover, after becoming a grandmaster, his kung fu had reached the pinnacle.
Ordinary people's swords, knives, or even bows and arrows would just deflect away from his body and would not be able to hurt him at all.
All these factors combined have led to such a brilliant result.
The power of one person can defeat ten thousand troops!
Even a dragon flag was visible.
"Protect the Emperor!"
With a loud shout, an old eunuch with a feminine temperament rushed out with a group of innate masters.
"Hmm? Grandmaster? Unfortunately, he's a little weak..."
Fang Xian took a step forward and opened his big hands: "Tiger-shaped divine claws!"
The white tiger in the air absorbed a lot of blood, appearing more solid and agile, and then pressed down with one claw.
puff!
In an instant, this great master of the royal family's secret treasure exploded into a bloody mist.
Fang Xian took another step forward and snorted coldly. All the war horses fell to the ground in fear, foaming at the mouth.
"Emperor...are you still going to run?"
He stood in front of Emperor Yuanwu and Zhou Banxian, with a half-smile on his face: "Grandmaster was defeated, I am here to take what I deserve."
"I can issue an order to list Damo as a country that will not be conquered."
The former Second Prince took a deep breath.
"Unfortunately, I only want to take your life today." Fang Xian sighed quietly, and with a snap of his fingers, the extremely powerful and ambitious emperor on the continent was beheaded.
"No... Impossible. The emperor has the energy of a true dragon and is destined to be with him. How could he die?"
Zhou Banxian's expression was pale, as if the emperor's death had dealt him a great blow.
"Supernatural powers cannot defeat karma, so go too!"
Fang Xian shook his head and slapped out with his palm...
