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Text Chapter 249: The Evil Demon¡¯s Wrong Way and Acting for Heaven

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    Although the man surnamed Zhang was quite thick-skinned, hearing Fang Ling's harsh sarcasm still made him a little unbearable.  He glared at Fang Ling angrily and said in a deep voice: "You are a bastard, you clearly have something evil in your heart. Two senior brothers, I think Fang Ling did what happened to the Wanhua Sword Sect. We brothers don't have to deal with this bastard."  What are the rules? Let¡¯s capture him first.¡±

    Huang Wusheng suffered a loss at the hands of Fang Ling, so he naturally supported Fang Ling's proposal with both hands.  He quickly pinched the magic formula in his hand, trying to take back the four flying swords trapped in Xuan Ni's energy.

    Fang Ling smiled coldly. The power of this mysterious female energy lies in its ability to deface magic weapons and magical powers. Although Huang Wusheng's four flying swords were carefully refined by him, they were entangled by the mysterious female energy like this.  At this time, most of his spirituality has already been lost.  The existence of the water formed by the Canglang Sword Technique is entirely supported by Fang Ling's Xuanfei Qi.

    At this time, Huang Wusheng wanted to take back the flying sword, how could Fang Ling let him succeed?  The demon control flag swayed in his hand, and a big black hand formed by the gathering of Xuanfei's energy grabbed the four flying swords, and grabbed the four flying swords back in an instant.

    Huang Wusheng spent many years refining these four flying swords, which can be said to be his lifeblood.  Now these four flying swords were snatched by Fang Ling in an instant, and for a moment he felt like he was furious.

    "The evildoer is seeking death!" The moment he said these words, Huang Wusheng patted his Small Universe Bag, and three green shuttles like green snakes shot towards Fang Ling.  However, although these three green shuttles are fast, in terms of transformation, they are far inferior to Huang Wusheng's four flying swords.  These three green shuttles were magic weapons that Huang Wusheng accidentally obtained from a casual cultivator cave.  It's called the Green Snake Shuttle.  Although the power is not small, Huang Wusheng only treats it as a backup.

    This time, Fang Ling took away the flying sword, so he could only use the green snake shuttle.  Fang Ling had just broken four of his flying swords.  Naturally, he didn't take the Green Snake Shuttle to heart. He waved the Demon Control Flag in his hand, and three black rings flew out from the Demon Control Flag, directly trapping the Green Snake Shuttle in the middle.

    Huang Wusheng¡¯s Green Snake Shuttle had not been trained much in the first place. Now that it was hit by the black ring, it suddenly became a little immobile.  At this time, he had no magic weapon that he could use, so he could only loudly say to Du Zhang and Du Zhang: "This kid's magic weapon is weird. You two must be careful!"

    The man surnamed Zhang sneered and said: "The evil ways are based on small tricks. Senior Brother Huang, don't be anxious. Let's see if I can defeat him." As he spoke, the man patted his Little Universe bag, and a flaming sword was drawn.  The light flew straight out from his Small Universe Bag.  The moment the sword light flew out.  Flames tens of feet high rose in the void.  It rolled towards Fang Ling.

    The sword light is majestic and the flames are flying. Most of the golden elixir monks would retreat to protect themselves when faced with such a fierce attack from the man surnamed Zhang.  The man surnamed Zhang also prepared a means for Fang Ling to retreat at this time. Unfortunately, Fang Ling was still standing calmly in mid-air. At the moment when the flaming sword light swept towards him, he waved the demon control flag in his hand, and a big black hand appeared.  He went up to him directly.

    Regarding Fang Ling's move, the man named Zhang showed a trace of disdain on his face.  His flaming sword light, in addition to adding rare Lihuo golden crystals when refining the flying sword, also gathered the Lihuo True Technique that he had cultivated over the years.  In his opinion, Fang Ling's method of defiling the magic weapon had no effect on his flying sword at all.

    No matter how dirty his methods are, can they withstand the burning of his Lihuo?

    But that smile of his, at that moment when the big hands of the black clouds gathered to hold the light of his sword, he couldn't stop smiling.  He couldn't fall down, and vaguely, he even felt that his flying sword was a little heavy.

    "What kind of method is this? It actually makes the magic weapon-level flying sword that I have been practicing for many years not fall down at all."  Just when the man surnamed Zhang tried his best to activate the flaming sword light, trying to break open the big black hand, Brother Du, who was holding the big black seal in his hand, raised the big seal in his hand again in the air and moved toward  Fang Ling's head was knocked down.

    The demon control flag in Fang Ling's hand has resisted the magic weapons of Huang Wusheng and the man surnamed Zhang. The man surnamed Du never thought that Fang Ling still had the means to take over his mountain seal.  Once Fang Ling could no longer resist, the three of them would join forces to kill Fang Ling.

    As for the black flag, the man surnamed Du has made up his mind that it must not fall into the hands of others.  Although he did not know the name of Black Flag, such a magical weapon must not fall into the hands of others.

    But although his calculation was good, when Fang Ling waved the demon control flag again and flew out of a black cloud, his expression completely changed.  The black mountain seal became like a mountain peak, spinning with great power, but it just couldn't fall down.

    The three monks in the middle stage of the golden elixir frantically activated their magic weapons, but for a moment they were helpless. However, the faces of Yang Jiu and others who were watching the battle changed drastically.  After all, no one elseIn his eyes, Fang Ling was in a position of being passively beaten. Once his true energy was exhausted, he would be defeated.

    "Three sons of Block Jiang, you are fighting three against one, what kind of heroes are you?" Yang Jiu shouted angrily as his face changed.

    As soon as he said these words, many of the Qianzhu Sect monks who were watching the battle on Fang Ling's side also cursed: "You three sons of the Banjiang Sect, come here one by one if you have the ability, and bully one by three, you Banjiang Sword Sect  How shameless!¡±

    "That's right, we are still blocking the river sword sect. I think it is better to change it to the rogue sword sect!"

    "Where did you come from? Where are you going? I have never seen such a shameless person!"

    Their scoldings turned a deaf ear to the third son of Baijiang, as if they didn't hear them. The three of them pinched the magic formula, and the magic weapon held by the mysterious female energy of the demon-controlling flag tried their best to change, trying to escape from the restraint.  It's a pity that even though they exhausted all their means, they still couldn't escape from the shackles of the black smoke of the Demon Control Flag.

    Fang Ling looked calm and calm, his expression unchanged.  However, the amount of true energy that the Demon Control Banner continuously extracted from his body was not a small amount.  If he continues to defend without attacking like this, his true energy will be exhausted in less than an hour.

    And using the skeleton transformation in the demon-controlling flag, it was like swallowing the magic weapon of Li Taifeng to swallow the magic weapon of the third son of the Yangtze River.  It's not that Fang Ling can't do it, but when he met Liu Linen, Liu Linen warned him that it was best to use it sparingly to avoid being recognized because of the mysterious female's ability to swallow everything.

    Fang Ling kept Liu Linen's warning in mind. Although he would not use this method, he was determined that once he used this method, he must directly kill those who saw him using it, so as to save himself the trouble of holding a jade.  His crime is to become the prey of others.

    As his expression changed, Fang Ling already had something to worry about.  But at this moment, Liu Linen, who was a hundred miles away, sneered and said to Lan Taozi: "What a great blocking sword sect, three against one, what a hero!"

    "It is the bounden duty of us righteous people to kill demons and do justice for heaven. Naturally, we cannot let those powerful evil spirits go unpunished!" Lan Taozi raised his long eyebrows and said lightly.  However, although he spoke calmly at this time, the murderous intent flashing in his eyes was chilling.

    If Huang Wusheng and others saw Lan Taozi's expression, they would be frightened to pieces.  They were familiar with Lan Taozi. Usually when the Yuan Ying Ancestor showed such power, it meant that he was very unhappy.

    And the consequences of this unhappiness are very serious.

    "Hmph, what a demon slayer, Lan Taozi, you are such scoundrels, do you think I can just sit back and watch?" Liu Linen threw the chess piece in his hand, and suddenly stood up, and the billowing evil aura instantly gathered in the  around him.

    Lan Taozi smiled and said: "Brother Liu Dao, we have made an agreement not to interfere in the fights of the Golden Core monks at will. It is best to let them solve the affairs of the younger generation by themselves."

    "You people are really bullying others, three of them are beating one, why can't I take care of it?" Liu Linen's eyes flashed fiercely, and his words were like knives.

    Lan Taozi laughed and said: "Of course we can't care about him. He fell into the siege of three opponents alone. It can only be said that his skills are inferior. Even if such a disciple dies, our Banjiang Sword Sect will never  Heartbroken.¡±

    Just as Lan Taozi was speaking, Fang Ling, who was surrounded by three people, suddenly shouted: "Since the three of you have no other means, you can try my move." With this  As he spoke, Fang Ling waved the demon control flag in his hand, and forty-nine black mists, like forty-nine long black snakes, rushed towards the three of them.

    For this black mist, Huang Wusheng and the other three people can be said to have suffered a lot. At this time, seeing Fang Ling turning from defense to offense, all of their faces showed solemnity.  Especially Huang Wusheng, he lost the flying sword he had been practicing for many years, and the Green Snake Shuttle was trapped in the black mist. Without any means of protection, he used his last resort, a purple treasure, as soon as he pressed the magic formula.  The flag is raised.

    Although this flag is also a magic weapon, in terms of grade, it is inferior to the green snake shuttle.  If he didn't really have any magic weapon to use, he wouldn't have sacrificed the flag at all.  Fortunately, Fang Ling seemed to be specifically targeting Du and Zhang. Only seven of the forty-nine black energies were directed at him.

    When the purple light from the raised flag blocked the black air, Huang Wusheng breathed a sigh of relief.  But at this moment, a bad omen arose in his heart.  Just when his thoughts flashed and he was about to fly back, thousands of silver-white sword lights, like a rain of swords, came straight towards him!

    Although these sword lights are not too powerful in terms of power, they are extremely sharp.  With the sky and the earth overwhelming, Huang Wusheng had no place to dodge.  He gritted his teeth, the flag in his hand swayed, and a ball of fire rose up.Ziyun wanted to protect her body.  But at this moment, the endless sword light gathered into a giant sword ten feet long, and with the power of creating the world, it slashed straight at Huang Wusheng.

    The sword light flashed, and Huang Wusheng felt a chill in his heart.  And the purple cloud protecting the body was directly shattered by the sword light.  (To be continued)

    ps: The ninth update is here, brothers, please see that Lao Mao is diligent and honest enough, please spend your monthly tickets more violently!
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