"Cut off all limbs and take them down!" The fat man hit the wolf-headed hammer on the ground and said viciously.

More than a dozen villains rushed up, looking scattered, but in fact they had evidence, and there were corresponding spacing between each person and could be supported at any time.

This is not something that ordinary thieves can do. They require years of joint battles, and at the same time prove that the fat man's control over his opponents - it is not something that ordinary means can do.

Just one glance, the strength level of the fourteen people was already in Jing Shifang's mind. The two strongest Earth Yuan Realm peaks, and the rest were in the middle and late stages of Earth Yuan Realm, and there was no warrior in the Tianyuan Realm. This is normal. There are many ways to get out of the Tianyuan Realm. As long as you surrender to the evil sins, you can basically avoid death.

If you are willing to be a subordinate, why do you want to be a fat guy in a place like Heizhulin? It is better to stay in a prosperous city.

A few days ago, this group of desperate acts and orderly desperation would also bring some trouble to Jing Shifang. They could not do it without dozens of rounds to solve it.

But now, it's different.

The sword light flowed and the hairline was a thread. A bright light and dark alternated. Several bright red blood flowers exploded. Several bodies fell heavily into the black mud. Soon, they sank and sank, and only a few bubbles appeared.

The sword light containing the sword intent can resist these bandits and bandits. I just feel that the throat is cold and I lose consciousness.

Then with a backhand sword, the two people at the peak of the Earth Yuan Realm were separated, and they fell into the mud like a rag bag, leaving no respite.

"Bold! Stop!" The fat man's eyes rolled, his mouth opened and his roared, and the sounds rushed out, and the fallen leaves and branches along the way turned into powder.

Musical sound wave martial arts?

Jing Shifang frowned, and his hands did not stop for a moment.

What a joke? I have already fought against so many fat men and killed so many subordinates. Could it be that there is still a possibility of reconciliation? Is it possible to keep the two of them not killed to increase the combat power of the other party?

The third sword was slashed out, and the sword intent was raised to the peak. Both the peak warriors at the Earth Yuan Realm were stunned, and a confused look flashed in their pupils. Although they recovered immediately, the moment of loss of mind was enough to be used by him to determine life and death.

The two of them had a tiny sword hole on their chests, and no blood was leaking out at all. The sword energy had instantly destroyed their meridians and tilted their heads and fell down.

When used to deal with warriors who have not even been exposed to artistic conception, the sword intention is simply as terrifying as the master of life and death, and it cannot even hold on to a single move.

The sound waves rushed over, and Jing Shifang remained motionless. He passed by him, only bringing the corners of his clothes, without showing any power.

In fact, only he himself knew that a timely thunder roar in the sea of ​​consciousness completely dissolved the external sound waves.

"Okay, you did a great job!"

The fat man's eyes flashed coldly. He originally wanted his subordinates to test the depth of the other party, but he didn't expect that this person's strength was far beyond his estimate, and he realized the sword intent, and his subordinates were destroyed in an instant.

He had seen before that the other party was hidden and was not a simple warrior, but he didn't think about it in the direction of the sword intention.

With just three swords, he didn't even have the chance to help and stop it, and the sonic martial arts did not work.

Such a group of subordinates were summoned in the dark swamp forest, and it took a few years for the fat man to lose all his money in one go. I don’t know when this lineup will be available again.

"Very good, you really angered me, just leave your life here!"

The fat man dragged the wolf-headed hammer and smashed it hard, making a whine, and the wolf shadow suddenly appeared, causing the violent Yuanli to rotate.

Jing Shifang's eyes were indifferent, and he quietly looked at the overwhelming blow. Qingluan held it in his palm and hit it rhythmically.

A warrior in the late stage of Tianyuan Realm has also fought against him on the battlefield of fighting under Luoxia Pass. The other party is also a disciple of the sect and has a very good foundation, but he never falls at a disadvantage with his sword intent.

Even when he was at the back, his sword intent was proficient and his command was free, he could fight against opponents at the peak of the Tianyuan Realm.

The great pressure this fat man in front of him brought to him was not from his cultivation, but hidden in the body of the mountain without any lethality. It was like a deep and unmeasurable pool, living with a ferocious beast.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Jing Shi took a step forward and pointed three fingers in a row. The three wolf shadows in the violent Yuanli vortex exploded, eliminating a small amount of ferociousness.

Use the sword to understand the origin.

This is the most obvious point in the external manifestation after realizing the sword intent. It has never practiced any finger sword skills, but can also urge the enemy to defend the sword intent. The sword intent is contained in it, and it can have the effect of directly controlling weapons and stabbing the root.

The fingering sword went straight forward and forward without any roundabout changes, because he did not understand the fingering sword martial arts at all.

But it doesn't matter. With Jing Shifang's vision and swordsmanship, these three fingers broke through layers of fog and hit the vital point.

The fat man seemed to have not investigated this, and he still hit one hammer after another, with more momentum and insufficient effect.

Jing Shifang pulled out the green phoenix, the sword light swept across, swept the wolf-headed hammer away, and then stabbed the fat man with a sword.

puff!

It was different from any expected situation. The fat man did not dodge or dodge, and bumped into him head-on, allowing the tip of the sword to penetrate into his chest.

The fat man showed a strange smile on his face, his big mouth cracked, and he continued to smash it with a wolf-headed hammer.

The green phoenix rolled up and made a creaking sound, as if it was thorning in a ball of extremely sticky jelly, without any flesh and blood. This stirring did not feel the bones, and it was difficult to move forward and retreat.

"not good!"

Jing Shifang's eyes flashed, his wrist shook, and the sword blade rotated at high speed to cut the entire piece of blood into small pieces, so he was able to pull back.

His body turned into a ray of rainbow light and retreated dozens of feet in one breath. Only then did he find a gap between the increasingly fierce wolf-headed hammers, lifted his sword and flashed into six figures and fled in all directions.

With one hammer, five phantoms were smashed into bubbles, and the only one escaped.

Fortunately, Taixu Step has reached the perfect level, and the figures can be changed at will, freely coming and going. He has changed several times just now.

"Wild boy, you're running fast! I want to see how many more times you can escape. I really think that you can dominate the world with the intent of the sword, but you can't cure you? Unfortunately, my body of demon clay is just to deal with people like you!"

The fat man said hatefully, as if he had a special hatred for the sword-intention warrior.

The big hand touched his chest, and the sword hole as big as a bowl was broken, it was healing rapidly. Not only did there be no drop of blood flow out, but there was no sign of meridians and blood vessels, and internal organs, like a piece of plasticine rubbing casually.

Jing Shifang was breathing heavily, and finally understood where his previous uneasiness came from.

This fat guy's hammering technique is not as superficial as it shows. The hammering technique that he just pursued by victory is superb, pressing step by step, one by one, one by one. As long as he gains a slight advantage, he will keep snowballing, making the advantage bigger and bigger, and will not give his opponent a chance to turn over.

If I hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and responded properly, I would have been imprisoned and seriously injured now.

The fat man clearly deliberately exposed his flaws and asked Jing Shifang to attack. In fact, that was his best point. The so-called magic mud body was not afraid of the sword intent and could not be transmitted at all. The raging and destruction of the sword energy was also ineffective. Each body seemed to be separate, or deadly.

No matter how it destroys it, it has no effect on him.

This is undoubtedly a body refining technique, but it is extremely bizarre and Jing Shifang has never seen or heard of it.

It seems that there is a kind of dead wood body like this, cultivating the body with a piece of dead wood, but it is not so weird.

"If it is really a sword and axe, and even a random poking is invalid, will this body refining technique be the same as the immortal body? It is unreasonable to be as powerful as it is, and there must be a flaw..."

The immortal realm of the immortal realm, whether you specialize in refining your body, as long as you reach this realm, you will automatically have an immortal body. This is from Master Yinshuang Hou.

If a body refining technique can make people have an immortal body in the Tianyuan Realm in advance, it can't be described as "defying the heavens"? The possibility is too small.

While Jing Shifang racked his brains, he developed his body skills and dealt with them carefully.

He already knew the terribleness of the Demon Mud Body, and would no longer make a rash progress and delay the confrontation with his sword technique.

The sword technique is fully implemented, and it is endless. No matter how capable the fat man is, he is not afraid of swords and weapons, and he cannot find a breakthrough.

Swish!

A piece of the fat man's finger was cut off by Qi'an, and it was clean. However, Jing Shifang lost his usual roundness and nature for this sword, and was hit on his shoulder with a hammer. With a click, a bone was broken and his shoulders became soft.

A row of sweat emerged from Jing Shifang's forehead, and he handed Qingluan to his left hand, turned around and retreated.

"Hehe, I've said it long ago, you're dead! I'm going to smash the bones of your body piece by piece, cut off your limbs and throw them into the pot to boil, hang your life with spiritual medicine, and let you eat every part of your body by yourself!"

The fat man's faces were squeezed together, showing a cruel smell, and intimidating him with words.

Jing Shifang gritted his teeth and smiled bitterly: "Okay, you probably don't know what kind of meat tastes?"

The fat man's face changed and he growled with unknown meaning. The wolf-headed hammer wielded even more crazy and fiercely.

"The broken finger has a lot of impact on the use of the wolf-headed hammer, but he has not recovered... There were still teeth in his mouth, but now there is no one... The body of the magic mud is indeed not an immortal body. There is a huge limit on the recovery. It should be that the total amount of the energy in the body is only one limit, and it will disappear wherever it is used. In order to maintain its strength, the teeth usually formed by the energy have melted!"

Jing Shifang suddenly realized that this statement was the most reliable in combination with all the clues.

Although he wasted his arm, he felt relaxed and calm, as if he was a mirror. Since he had understood the so-called demon mud body, he would be much more confident in dealing with it.

"Want to break my limbs? See if I can really divide your body into pieces and recover!"
Chapter completed!