Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 241 I'll take over

Seeing Du Fang suddenly turn hostile, Bai Zhi was extremely angry.

Before, he still looked affectionate. After talking about friendship and reminiscing about the past, I finally convinced him that I was his senior sister Li Qingshuang.

But now, a sudden and hasty change has occurred.

Bai Zhi did not cry out for mercy when Du Fang began to doubt her completely. She knew, and knew very well, that at this moment she must make him bear the regret:

The thought turned, and he stepped out with an angry look on his face:

"I've found this guy, Long Xiang, for you. He's the murderer of your father. As for the ambush, get the hell out of here. I won't serve you anymore!"

Bai Zhi was furious and turned around and left, but she hadn't even taken three steps.

Suddenly, the air behind her suddenly cracked, and a green sword energy with ancient charm pierced out from the void, the sword light shining brightly, piercing her back.

This is the sword energy of a powerful person who has almost reached the ninth realm, and he can tear through the void with one sword.

Du Fang attacked immediately. Just now, behind him, one in front and three behind, this murderous aura was the strongest and most powerful. Bai Zhi's angry departure actually gave him a chance to take the initiative.

The sharp green sword light was huge and vast, whistling out from the air, and Bai Zhi's body was immediately pierced by the black sword light.

The light and sword energy of this sword are so familiar. It is actually the sword that Lord Baihuang once used. After Xuehong ascended the stairs - Mo Hen!

The master of that day was actually pierced by his own sword.

A trace of pain flashed through Du Fang's heart, but the pain quickly dissipated. This woman was not her senior sister, but Lord Baihuang who came to harm him and coveted his spiritual power.

When he looked at the sword in his hand, Du Fang was suddenly completely stunned:

He stared blankly at the sword in his hand. The blade was blood-red, but it looked fake.

Not only is the blood rainbow fake, but even the shadow in his hand is fake.

The two ninth-order divine swords were so realistic.

Du Fang finally understood why he felt strange when he got the two magic swords. These were not the swords he used at all.

The sword came so fast that the two fake swords were turned into powder by the sword light.

But Du Fang did not retreat. Instead, he drew out a steel sword from his back, and the white light intertwined as he faced the green sword light.

This was the aura of a powerful person in the Ninth Realm, but Du Fang knew very well that the person who set the ambush was at the peak of the Eighth Realm and had not yet entered the Ninth Realm.

There are not so many powerful ninth-level experts in the world.

The sword light was like a green snake, wrapping around the green sword body that pierced out from the void.

An old man in white was pulled out from the void. This old man was also a celestial dragon. On the chest of his white clothes, there was a word "tian" printed on it, indicating that he was a celestial being at the peak of the eighth realm.

At the same time, three sword beams from behind him stabbed towards him at the same time. These three swords were so powerful that they actually belonged to a top master in the seventh realm of swordsmanship.

Outside Quzhou City, in a small stable and sheep pen, there was actually a powerful warrior of the eighth realm and five powerful warriors of the seventh realm hiding.

The two weakest ones were killed by the transformed poisonous snakes.

Just when Du Fang was forced into a desperate situation by these four swords, three in front and three behind.

The dragon behind him suddenly jumped up, and the emerald green light mixed with the black energy of the Chengying Sword slashed towards Du Fang's head. This sword energy was extremely terrifying, far stronger than the three seventh-level sword energies behind him.

In his hands is the magic sword Chengying that Du Fang has been thinking about.

Two ninth-level divine weapons, two powerful figures who are almost at the ninth level.

There are three sword cultivators at the peak of the seventh realm beside him.

These powerful men are all from the Tianlong clan. They set an ambush here just to take away his spiritual power.

Du Fang suddenly understood why Long Xiong did not go far after pretending to be crazy. Long Xiong was waiting for his companions to arrive.

Bai Zhi was in the same group with them to ambush him.

The so-called aura on Longxiong's body was all a lie. Thinking of this, a surge of anger mixed with immortal blood escaped from his seven orifices.

He treated this woman as his dearest senior sister, but he didn't expect that she would still lie to him.

Lead him into this deadly situation!

This is really a dead end.

The three surging Seventh Realm Sword Auras instantly cut through all the wood, and dust rose up in the air.

The old man in white shouted angrily:

"Don't raise the dust and let the immortal escape!" In his hand, the magic weapon Mo Hen was constantly waving, the sword energy was rampant, and the sword light completely locked Du Fang in this small world.

"Fight in close combat and kill this immortal spirit. Don't attract the Nine Realms experts from Quzhou City!"

The old man in white had just finished speaking——

Longxiong was wrapped in sword light from behind, and the two swords merged into one. Countless sword energies completely blocked Du Fang's retreat.

Du Fang suddenly felt a subtle sense of spiritual intelligence calling out to him. The Great Sword Chengxiang was like a pet that had been raised for a long time, gently calling his name.

Du Fang! Du Fang!

Du Fang responded softly in his heart: "It's me!"

He immediately lowered himself, concentrating his energy and using that wisp of thought to control the flying sword's counterattack. Just as Longxiong's sword was about to pierce Du Fang's ribs, the tip of the sword suddenly jumped, as if it had gained intelligence.

The two sword beams collided and headed straight for the old man in white's eyebrows.

Long Xiang shouted in horror: "Elder, be careful!"

However, it was too late. Du Fang took advantage of this slight gap and slashed at Long Xiang's arm with his backhand. From the sword to the arm, he cut off half of Long Xiang's body.

The old man in white's sword was still powerful, and when the Mo Hen sword was about to pierce Du Fang's eyebrows, suddenly, a white shadow appeared above the Mo Hen sword, like a giant python from ancient times, and turned around and pounced on the old man in white's eyebrows.

This scene shocked everyone.

No one expected that Mo Hen, who had already nurtured a sword spirit, would actually turn against his master.

The sword came too fast, and the old man in white roared wildly. He was very quick to see the opportunity, worthy of being the elder of Tianzhong. Just as he threw away the Mo Hen sword body, this ninth-level sword spirit rushed out directly from the sword body, and the black gas and white soul were like a bowstring.

The giant python's shadow was bounced into the white-clothed old man's sea of ​​consciousness.

Du Fang just stared blankly at Bai Zhi.

At this time, Bai Zhi was holding the Taoist formula in her hands, watching the sword spirit pierce into the white-clothed old man's sea of ​​consciousness, and she let out a long sigh. This sword spirit was refined by her, and only she could control it.

No one expected that such a change would happen.

Bai Zhi was seriously injured, but she actually controlled the sword spirit in the sword to attack the sword holder.

The old man didn't expect it, Long Xiang didn't expect it, and Du Fang didn't expect it even more.

The old man in white let out a shrill scream, and Du Fang immediately charged forward, not giving him a chance to breathe. He grabbed the Ninth Order Chengying and stabbed the old man in white in the forehead. The sword flew, carrying him back dozens of meters.

At the same time, he swung the green steel sword in his hand backhand, cutting the three pursuing figures into six pieces with one sword.

Du Fang sneered, gathering all the immortal blood and energy in his body on the Chengying sword, and continuously sucking the blood and soul of this eighth-level strong man dry.

The vigorous power in the sea of ​​consciousness continues to surge.

The body of the old man in white shrank rapidly, and suddenly, a strange scene began to appear.

Bai Zhi exclaimed:

"Hurry, he's trying to escape!"

The cry was so loud that his eyes rolled back and he suddenly passed out.

The body of the old man in white turned into a ball of mist and began to dissipate.

Du Fang snorted coldly:

"If you want to kill your Taoist master, you'll have to practice for another 500 years. You won't have the chance in this life!" The immortal blood energy in his hand completely enveloped the ball of water mist.

Melted into the sword body.

A roaring voice was heard: "Dare to kill the people of the Tianlong clan, the Tianlong Punishment Hall will never let you go!"

"It doesn't matter, let them come! I'll take over when they come!"

Du Fang looked calm and his brows were relaxed.