...You have to fight me to know the real situation."

Fang Xing thought to himself, and while saying a few words casually, he went to sit down on the futon next to the Lingquan Eye, and silently meditated on the 'Zhenwu Seven-Star Sword Formation'.

This scene was seen by other Master Jiedan, but they all secretly praised that this boy really has the style of a general.

In such a dangerous environment, he still looks normal.

But they didn't know that Fang Xing also had the magical ability of running away with golden fingers.

Even when facing the Nascent Soul cultivator, I have the trump card of ‘Great Sun Tathagata Divine Palm’, so I am naturally fearless.

…

A few days later.

Musha Sect.

A large number of monks fought madly together.

A green wooden dragon roared, exuding an astonishing evil spirit, entangled with a sword light.

The sword light was vast, pure, and had the intent to destroy everything.

Whoosh!

Another sword light slashed out, seemingly following a mysterious trajectory, finding the weak point of the sacred tree dragon puppet, and split the puppet apart.

As soon as the sword light was drawn, he attacked the supreme elder of Musha Sect!

Wow!

A river of blood emerged, and a small round shield jumped out from the blood river, blocking the killing sword.

Not far away, Fu Hongyi slowly sheathed her sword with a calm look on her face.

In fact, if he really wanted to leave, he could leave the whole camp of monks behind and leave lightly the same day he received the news.

With his level of cultivation, even if the Musa Sect pursues him with all his strength, there will be no results.

It is even more likely that he was sent out of the country as gifts.

But all the Tianjian Sect true disciples, inner sect, outer sect disciples, and Taoist soldiers in the camp will be killed.

These are not the same miscellaneous troops as Fang Xing's men, but the real elites of Tianjian Sect!

Even Fu Hongyi can't bear this responsibility and wants to try her best to save something.

"Fu Hongyi...why are you so unwise?"

The blood rivers gathered to form a blood lake. In the lake was a red-haired young man in the late stage of pill formation, who was the master of the Blood River Palace.

He took back his small shield and said calmly: "With one person and one sword, you can rule the world, but if you delay it for so long, what awaits you is not reinforcements, but ghosts seeking your life!"
Chapter completed!