Chapter 63: The demon must die

　　 At this time, a man under the mountain Taiyue Chenggui was still staring down at the mountain, not knowing what happened.
They had just seen the top of the mountain, and the thick evil monster mist began to disperse, knowing that after Fangyuan went up the mountain, the situation on the top of the mountain again prevailed, and it was excited and excited. , Looking forward to waiting for the return of the little fairy family, but did not expect, suddenly in the middle of the sky, there was another group of shadows, bypassing the southern corner of the mountain at an unspeakable speed, the black pressure was extremely scary , With a groaning howl and a strong smell, rolled straight towards them head-on!
　　 "Ah, run away..."
　　 Everyone was mourned when they saw it, yelling and yelling, eager to turn around and escape.
But because of their speed and response, the monsters just couldn’t escape when they rushed down the mountain, not to mention the monster itself. He came too fast. When these Taiyue City nobles felt something was wrong, the black pressure was awesome. It's beyond a hundred feet...
　　 And at this time, Fang Yuan and Sister Xiaoqiao had not rushed to the top of the mountain!
The demon can fly by the wind, and the speed is really terrible. In addition, the demon seems to have found it too late to take back the iron tripod, and he feels resentful, and deliberately rushed towards the Taiyue City Guizhou, intentionally to swallow four or five First, in order to make up for his lack of blood, a lot of money for escape, and second, in order to deliberately do this in front of the disciples of Xianmen, want to anger them...
　　 Even if they can think of this scene, they can't help it!
　　 This distance from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, with their strength, cannot be achieved overnight.
　　 Little sister Qiao's anxious lips were biting purple, but she could only watch this scene with her eyes open.
　　 But at this moment, she suddenly sensed some kind of amazing breath, and subconsciously looked up at Fang Yuan.
At this time, Fang Yuan also looked at the demon rushing down the mountain, standing on the edge of the mountain, motionless, but Xiaoqiao sister clearly felt that there was an indescribable terror in him. It was urged, that kind of breath is like mana, but it is like the sea like a deep sea, every trace, every strand, is much heavier than mana, and also more mysterious...
　　 And after that kind of breath urged the extreme, Fang Yuan took a sudden step out!
　　 "Boom!"
　　 In the place where Fang Yuan was standing, suddenly the sound of Void Burst came, and Fang Yuan had already disappeared.
　　 But where he was right, there was a big pit full of cracks!
　　 "Yes, when he just snatched Qi Xiaofeng's flying sword, I felt something was wrong..."
Sister Xiao Qiao's eyes are straight, almost dumb and stupid: "...what I see now confirms the thoughts in my heart. What he did... He did not do anything ordinary. It is in the legend of Qingyang Sect..."
　　 "Xuan Huang Yi Qi Jue!"
　　 "Dare to invite Xianmen disciples to pay me, you two horned sheep, let me die..."
At this time, the demon had already rushed to the people under the mountain. The strong wind under the extreme swept, flying sand and stones, blowing the armor guarding in front of him, and he could not become an army, and he suddenly expanded. The blood mouth swallowed down hard, vomiting heavy blood. At this time, it was no longer just trying to swallow a few people, but simply want to kill!
　　It is necessary to kill these people cleanly before those Xianmen disciples are driven down to relieve their hatred!
　　Who made them so deceiving monsters so much that they just wanted to leave and wanted to cut themselves with flying swords?
Now, watching the crowd of Taiyue Cheng's vulgar with unarmed chickens showing a face of panic, he also felt great satisfaction. As the demon cloud landed, he was preparing to shoot, but suddenly, his heart For a moment, I felt something was wrong...
　　...... These ordinary people's faces seem to have some different emotions!
　　 At this time, their eyes are not all looking at themselves, but looking at themselves behind in shock!
　　 "Uh!"
　　 He didn't feel well, turned his head sharply, and saw Fang Yuan rushing down from the top of the mountain!
At this time, Fang Yuan was wrapped in a green mist. The mist was very terrifying, making him strong and powerful, both in strength and speed. Now it is like a straight line from the top of the mountain. Rushing down from above, carrying a sharp sword light, and rushing straight down the mountain, like a blue light across the void, like a straight sword!
　　 At this time, what he was doing was indeed Xuanhuang Yiqi method!
His cultivation method is different from that of the Qingyang Sect disciple 300 years ago. The Xianmen disciple first cultivated a pure plume of Xuanhuang Qi, and Fang Yuan, from the beginning A little bit of refining his mana, in the view of Xianmen, he hasn't crossed the first threshold in the cultivation of Xuanhuang's qi, but he himself knows what step he has practiced!
　　Now he has at least 30% of his mana, which is Xuanhuang's spirit!
　　 So although it is usually not obvious, but to really talk about it, Fang Yuan's attainments are stronger than the first stage!
　　 And the advantage of Xuanhuang Qi, he can now also play a part.
The Xuanhuang Qi is all-encompassing and extremely pure. It is used in spells, that is, he can control most of the spells, and can even replace Qi Xiaofeng, driving his flying sword. When used in peacetime, it has a solid foundation. Durable warfare, and at the critical moment, the mysterious method in Xuanhuang Yiqi blazes, and you can instantly obtain a powerful and terrifying explosive force...
　　 Now, when he wants to slash the demon, he directly urged the secret method without hesitation!
　　 "Diverse Xianmen disciples, how is it possible..."
　　 The demon apparently didn't expect this, he was taken aback, hurriedly turned around, and yelled in a loss of voice.
　　 But its cry has not fallen, Fang Yuan has already rushed to him, and Xueliang Jianguang flew over suddenly!
　　 "Wow!"
　　 The demon finally closed his mouth, tried his best, swayed the demon wind, and took the sword.
He was too late to think about it at this time. He could only take the sword first, and then say that the speed of this disciple Xianmen was far beyond his imagination. It can be seen that he is not flying like himself, but the speed is too Quickly, flying down from the top of the mountain!
　　 Obviously, he cast some kind of secret method and accelerated the speed instantly!
　　 But this speed will not last long, as long as you take this sword, you still come and go!
　　 "Bang..."
In the void, a blue light straightly rushed down from the top of the mountain, and slammed into the black mist, and there were countless terrifying auras and scattered black smoke. The demon grunted, Actually fell into the downwind, and was hit by the sword directly. Although there was no serious injury, it also obviously irritated him. The shriek cried out: "You... you are looking for death!"
　　 is really shameful!
　　 Tangtang blood evil little deity, was forced to such a degree by a fledgling fairy disciple!
　　 This moment, the demon almost wanted to give up the idea of ​​running away, while the other Xianmen disciples did not come down, kill this person first!
　　 But this thought is only a moment, disappeared without a trace!
　　Because it found that the choice is not in his own hands!
Fang Yuan swooped in, swept with a sword, knocked the demon back a few feet, and took advantage of it, but did not hurt the other party, but Fang Yuan did not feel strange. With the strength of this demon, he could be It’s a strange thing to hurt myself with a sword. It was because of the flying sword that I just hurt it, because it was beyond his expectations. Now, naturally, there is no such cheap second time, so when he rushed down , I was already mentally prepared. After a sword was shot out, a dozen more swords were shot out!
　　 "Ur" "Ur" "Ur" "Ur" "Ur"...
　　 One after another, the light of the sword, continuous, sharp and difficult, struck forward like a gust of wind!
The demon just fell asleep just now and fell into the downwind. Now he is looking for a chance to pull it back, but he didn't expect Fang Yuan's attack to come so fast, so swiftly, in the screams, he could only use all means to resist , The monster mist around him was torn apart by Jianguang, while the left and right sides were resisted clumsily, while groaning continuously, every time he received a sword, he stepped back one point, and was actually beaten by Fang Yuan directly. He fell to the ground from midair, and plowed a huge deep ditch heavily on the ground...
Fang Yuan's sword power was derived from Wujian Jianjing, and once he had the upper hand, he rushed to star by month without keeping his hands. Even a breathing kung fu would not be left to his opponents, only one sword after another. Advantages until the other party's death, or their own death...
　　 But as long as no one is killed, then the advantage he had at the beginning will be little by little, getting bigger and bigger!
　　Whoever you are!
Whether it’s Xiao Qiao, the sister on the top of the mountain, and the disciples of Zhongxianmen~EbookFREE.me~, or the people of Taiyue City under the mountain, they are all staring at this time. They watched the demon Zhang rushed down incomparably. , Want to open the killing ring, and then saw Fang Yuan drove down from the top of the mountain, rushed straight behind the demon, and then the sword in his palm was cut sharply, and the monster fell all the way down After coming down, the ground was wiped out a huge deep ditch, and the surrounding black mist filled, only the demon roar came out!
　　 "Dare you kid..."
　　 "The deity wants to smash you tens of thousands..."
　　 "You dare to hurt me..."
The black mist that covered the figure of Fang Yuan and the demon was finally swept away by the strong sword wind, and they finally saw the figure of Fang Yuan and the demon, but they only saw At the end of the deep ditch on the ground, Fang Yuanqing robe flies, holding Xueliang's long sword, and is stepping on a thin, silvery monkey with a cold and merciless look.
　　 "You... you dare to kill me, my father is a southern demon..."
The silver-scaled monkey, covered in blood, was completely out of the madness of Zhang just now, shouting for mercy, and screaming in his mouth, but his eyes shone with a magical light, and there seemed to be something on his chest. Wanting to break out of the flesh, the endless magic energy around it seems to be attracted by this thing, as if in the nothingness, there is a pair of cold magic eyes, staring at Fang Yuan.
　　 The demon yelled in his mouth, but when he looked at Fang Yuan's eyes, he was a little cold, like looking at a dead person.
　　 But he hadn't finished his words, the monster on his chest hadn't rushed out, and everything stopped abruptly.
　　 Fang Yuan didn't even listen to what it said, and directly inserted a sword into its chest, his voice was indifferent: "The demon must die..."
　　 "...Otherwise, endless troubles!"