Chapter 53

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

The light words and the cold murderous intention made the atmosphere of this world suddenly dignified.

Everyone in the Ling family looked at Ling Xian with fiery eyes, and their expressions were filled with awe, admiration, and disbelief.

They all know that Ling Xian is very strong. He defeated the Canglang Sword Art as a sidekick and defeated the young patriarch Ling Chen. These two events are enough to be recorded in the history of the Ling family, and they also made them believe in Ling Xian's power. No doubt, but no matter what, I never thought that Ling Xian would be so powerful!

One person, in a matter of moments, beheaded all the nine masters of the Fang family!

Those were seven monks at the fifth level of Qi Refining, two monks at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and nine people still joined hands. This is a powerful force that cannot be ignored for the entire Qingcheng. To be killed by Ling Xian like a pig and a dog, what an incredible thing!

Brave!

powerful!

This is the most intuitive feeling of Ling Xian from everyone present, including the arrogant genius of the Fang family.

"Dead, all dead... The elites of the younger generation in my Fang family have all lost their lives in the blink of an eye." Fang Han looked at the horrific scene of corpses and blood flowing into rivers, and a feeling of excitement rose in his heart. The chill slowly flowed through his body, causing him to shudder unconsciously.

If it is one-on-one, or even one-on-two, he is not afraid of anyone present, but in less than a moment, he beheaded nine masters, and the killing was neat and neat, without any sense of stagnation , This is a feat, Fang Han believes that he can't do it.

His self-confidence suffered a great blow. The ghostly speed and the incomparably sharp blood-colored long sword all made him terrified, but compared to fear, he was more angry at the moment. , an anger that wants to tear the boy in front of him to pieces.

How do you want to die?

Fang Han's face is sinking like water, and his eyes are surging with chills. As a candidate for the next patriarch of the Fang family, he is a genius of the seventh level of Qi refining. He grew up with the respect and favor of many people, even the previous patriarch of the Fang family, that A strong foundation-building stage also favored him, and he was pleasant, who dared to speak to him like that?

Moreover, Fang Han could hear that what Ling Xian said was not deliberate or arrogant, but that he really didn't care. eyes.

This makes Fang Han feel that he has been insulted. The first genius of the Fang family, the strongest of the younger generation, who dares to ignore him and speak to him in such an indifferent tone?

"Have you figured out how to die, the dead is the greatest, and I will respect your wishes." Ling Xian's eyes were calm, the ancient well was silent, the Jue Jue Immortal Sword pointed at Fang Han, and there was neither contempt nor disdain in his indifferent eyes, but In the eyes of everyone, that airy demeanor is like a true immortal sitting in the clouds, looking down at all living beings and overlooking the Eight Wastelands.

shame!

What a shame!

He has always looked down on others and bullied others. When did he suffer such a humiliation?

Fang Han burst into anger, hatred and anger intertwined into an overwhelming killing intent, roaring: "I want you to die!"

"But I don't want to die yet, so..." Ling Xian fluttered his wings and flashed in front of Fang Han in an instant, and the Jue Jue Immortal Sword drew out a shining light, saying, "You should die."

A little cold light suddenly appeared, showing a peerless murderous intention, and the Jujue Immortal Sword burst out with immeasurable divine light, blood-colored, and unparalleled sharpness!

"So fast!"

Fang Han's pupils shrank sharply, and his face was full of shock. Although he had always been wary of Ling Xian's speed, when he experienced it himself, he still felt a burst of inconceivability. Such a speed was faintly comparable to that of a foundation-building powerhouse. How could the trend appear on the body of a sixth-layer Qi-refining cultivator?

But the truth speaks louder than words, and it was only at this moment that he realized that those people were not wronged, and finally felt the horror of Ling Xian!

Say without hesitation,

As far as speed is concerned, no one below the foundation stage can compare to Ling Xian!

The sword light was close at hand, and the chilling murderous intent was blowing towards him. Fang Han had no choice but to be forced to defend, but he was not worried. Although the sword light was threatening, he was still full of confidence, as a Fang family member. The strongest of the younger generation, all the magic formulas practiced are the strongest in Qingcheng, and naturally they are not afraid of anyone.

Fang Han made a seal on his hands, and the powerful mana surged out, condensing into a huge and thick cyan shield, blocking in front of him, like a thousand-zhang mountain, majestic, suppressing all directions.

Blue Light Shield!

One of the Fang Family's strongest defense spells, it gathers the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth in the shape, and draws the mana from the body into a shield. It is quite famous in Qingcheng, and it is enough to rank among the top ten defense spells!

"Crack!"

However, with just one face-to-face, the cyan light shield that was as stable as Mount Tai was announced to rupture, turning into countless cyan light spots and dissipating in the void.

"How is that possible? What kind of spell are you doing?" Fang Han exclaimed, a shock flashed in his eyes. He couldn't believe his eyes. The Fang family's strongest defensive spell was broken so easily. What is the origin of the blood-colored long sword?

Ling Xian shook his head, too lazy to explain to him that the defensive power of the Qingguang Shield is indeed very strong, but that is only for Qingcheng, and the Juejue Immortal Sword, which is transformed by the supreme eye of the sky, is invincible in the world. The magical powers of the two are not comparable at all, and they are just an insult to the Zhujue Immortal Sword.

It can only be said that Fang Han's vision is too small, holding a trace of starlight, he thinks that he has been illuminated by the entire galaxy, and he is just sitting in the well and watching the sky.

How could the Blue Light Shield, which is not even a supernatural power, be the combined general of the Jue Jue Immortal Sword?

"It's not the way to go on like this!" Fang Han looked at the ever-expanding sword light in his pupils, his figure quickly retreated, he gritted his teeth, and finally showed his trump card.

With a long whistle, tyrannical mana surged out, and thunder suddenly appeared around his body, lightning flashed, and the wind howled, like silver snakes dancing wildly, shaking the world, terrifying to the sky!

At the same time, he put on a pair of red gloves on both hands, and then slammed it down against the blood-colored sword light!

"boom!"

The thunder was shining, its might was amazing, and its property of destroying everything was terrifying. Coupled with the powerful power of a quasi-magic weapon, it finally defeated the blood-colored sword light with only half of its power.

"I didn't expect you to be Lei Linggen, who can cast thunder spells and possess a quasi-magic weapon. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant." Ling Xian glanced at Fang Han in surprise.

There are three types of spiritual roots in the Immortal Cultivation World, five basic spiritual roots, three mutant spiritual roots, and ten spiritual roots.

The five basic spiritual roots are gold, wood, water, fire, and soil. The monks with such spiritual roots are the most common, but have the worst talent and the slowest cultivation speed. The three types of mutant spiritual roots are wind, ice, and thunder. These kinds of spiritual roots are relatively rare, and they are one of a kind. Also the most powerful!

And Fang Han is a genius with Lei Linggen, which is also the source of his confidence.

"Haha, I like your unexpected expression very much, how is it? You're frightened, I'm a genius like no other, how can I be compared by a worm like you? But it can force me to this point. , you are proud enough." Fang Han laughed proudly, after defeating the bloody sword light, his self-confidence was extremely inflated, thinking that after he cast the thunder spell, he would definitely be able to kill Ling Xian.

"The frog at the bottom of the well."

Ling Xian slowly shook his head, his eyes bloomed with colorful splendor, and the chaotic energy lingered around him, gradually condensing into a brand-new Jujue sword, and suddenly, a stern killing intent filled the air, making the eyes of everyone present. , couldn't help but appear bloody scenes like purgatory on earth, shocked by this terrifying killing intent, and all shuddered.

This sword is made of Chaos Qi and is not real, so after it collides, its power will naturally shrink. The divine sword has been used by him for a long time, and its power has been worn out, and now it is renewed. After condensing, it can be regarded as a real unparalleled killing sword!

"Such a terrifying aura, what exactly is this?" Fang Han was horrified, looking at the blood-colored long sword filled with killing intent. Formed a mysterious seal, cast his strongest spell, and planned to kill Ling Xian in one fell swoop.

"Dive into the abyss!"

A hundred-zhang Shenlong made of thunder condensed from behind Fang Han, showing its teeth and dancing claws.

As soon as the Thunder Dragon came out, the terrifying aura filled the air, the world suddenly dimmed, and the atmosphere in the air suddenly became solemn.

This technique is called Qianlong out of the abyss. It was obtained by Fang Han by chance. It has exceeded the scope of magic and belongs to the level of supernatural power. He used this technique to kill him at the sixth level of Qi refining. A master of the eighth level of Qi refining!

The more you win the second order, the more powerful this magical power is.

"Haha, Ling Xian, this magical power was acquired by me once, and it is my strongest trump card. This technique is extremely powerful and unmatched. I see how you can resist it!" Fang Han laughed wildly, this technique is his greatest Relying on is also the biggest capital that supports his arrogance.

"If this is your last trump card, then..." Ling Xian was unafraid, his wings fluttered, and he slowly flew into the sky, looking at Fang Han, who was laughing complacently below, and chuckled: "You better die. ."

"Ling Xian, you are courting death!"

Fang Han's fire was 30 feet tall, and he squeezed the magic seal with both hands. The thunder dragon surrounding him roared and roared out, exuding a trace of world-destroying energy, the thunder flashed, the electric light danced wildly, and went straight to Lingxian!

Ling Xian was high above, suspended in mid-air, while Fang Han was standing on the ground, so Thunder Dragon could only attack from the bottom up, with his head held high, which coincidentally matched the name of this technique.

Dragon out of the abyss.

"It's good to come, hold the Divine Sword today and laugh at slaughtering the Qianlong!" Ling Xian was so arrogant, the three-foot green peak turned into a huge sword of a hundred feet, carrying an unparalleled edge, and then slashed down at the Thunder Dragon!

"brush!"

The giant sword is as thick as a mountain, breaking through the void, exuding endless blood light and killing intent, its momentum is like thunder, its speed is like a gust of wind, its sword is radiant, and its momentum is magnificent!

"boom!"

At the moment when the Qianlong and the Immortal Sword collided, a terrifying wave spread out, and the Zhujue Immortal Sword was radiant and unparalleled. In half!

"This is impossible!"

The thunder dragon dissipated in front of him, Fang Han was sluggish for a moment, and then roared wildly, not daring to imagine that what happened in front of him was real. His biggest reliance has always been this technique, but at this moment, seeing Qianlong being smashed by that earth-shattering sword with his own eyes, the strong blow can be imagined.

His self-confidence, his pride, and everything he had completely collapsed because of Ling Xian's sword.

"I lost..." Fang Han stared blankly at the sky, his eyes were blood red, and shouted: "No, I am not defeated! Come on, let's fight Sanbaihe again!"

"No, you lost."

Ling Xian fluttered his wings and appeared beside him in an instant. With a light touch of the Jue Jue Sword, Fang Han suddenly widened his eyes and subconsciously covered a blood line on his neck, his body slowly fell down, and his consciousness completely dissipated. Before, a plain and arrogant speech sounded slowly, like a heavy hammer, slamming into his heart.

"Qianlong is only Qianlong after all."

Yes, Qianlong is just a Qianlong after all. It has never soared for nine days or galloped thousands of miles. How can it be the opponent of Jue Jue Xianjian?