Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 373 The Heritage of Kunwu Mountain
The golden light fell, and the entire clan was devastated.

Even the warriors who survived were filled with intense fear, and many were wailing in the ruins.

The clan that was once so glorious is now like hell on earth.

In the distance, the major families that had already received the news from Gongyang Jing rushed over, but saw only the ruins of the Gongyang clan. At this time, everyone stopped.

"Don't look at it anymore. From today on, the Gongyang clan is dead!"

The one who spoke was Liu Tianzun, who had just come out of the Gongyang clan.

He thought of the fate of the Gongyang Clan, but seeing it all with his own eyes, he was extremely shocked.

He was so conceited that no one could stop him in the entire south of Jingzhou with his superb Five Thunder Talisman, but when he saw the attack from a true upper-level warrior at this moment, an indelible memory was instantly left in his heart.

"Liu Tianzun, are we really going to submit to Fang Xuan?"

"Yes, Tianzun, your Five Thunder Talisman."

Looking at the major families that were still arguing, Liu Siyi looked at them as if they were mentally retarded.

The Tiangang Four Symbols Formation of the Gongyang Clan was indeed powerful, but that was only useful to warriors like them who had not yet entered the upper realm.

The moment the immortal Zizhuo of Kunwu Mountain was defeated by Fang Xuan, he knew that the Gongyang clan was gone.

No matter how powerful the local Gongyang clan is, they can never be stronger than Kunwu Mountain.

Of course, during this period, Liu Tianzun also had a little thought of his own: to witness with his own eyes the upper-level warriors taking action!
He was too far away from the battle in the mountains and forests and didn't see it clearly!
After thinking for a moment, Liu Tianzun said slowly: "Between life and death, I think you can always tell the difference clearly!"

After saying that, he took a step forward and quickly turned into a ray of lightning and came in front of Fang Xuan.

After exchanging glances with Fang Xuan, he knelt down directly: "Liu Siyi of Baofeng Temple voluntarily and sincerely submits to Commander Fang!"

Looking at Liu Siyi who suddenly appeared, Fang Xuan calmly scanned his body and said slowly: "You are very sensible, but do you think that little trick can hide it from me?"

Dense beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Liu Siyi's forehead, and an extremely powerful pressure quickly swept through his body.

In just a moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Liu Siyi's mouth, and his face turned pale in an instant.

After he gritted his teeth and persevered, Fang Xuan continued, "From today on, Gongyang Yiyun will be the new head of the Gongyang Clan."

"Bao Fengguan and the Gongyang clan will lead the southern part of Jingzhou. All obstacles will be killed!"

With the help of powerful energy, the sound spread rapidly throughout the space like a decree.

The next moment, Fang Xuan's figure completely disappeared in the air.

Only a group of people were left who had not yet recovered from the shock.

Gongyang Yiyun glanced at Liu Tianzun, then looked at the last forces of the Gongyang clan who were already kneeling down to him below, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

His greatest wish and hatred in this life, which he had endured for decades, was realized in an instant.

Liu Tianzun and Gongyang Yiyun looked at each other and clasped their fists lightly: "Congratulations!"

With a simple congratulations, he turned and left.

All the onlookers left one after another at this moment. They all knew that from today on, the real unrest in Qiuding Town had begun!

In the forest, Qingshan Swordsman followed the girl with his head lowered.

The girl looked very unhappy, and she would turn her head and glare at the green-shirted swordsman from time to time. The green-shirted swordsman could only smile innocently. Suddenly, the girl stopped and looked at the green-shirted swordsman with a cold face: "Chu Kuang, if Fang Xuan gets into trouble, I will attack your Chu family!"

Chu Kuang could only smile bitterly, worried about Fang Xuan's safety.

They had just come out of the gambling house when the huge noise coming from the Gongyang clan was noticed by everyone in Qiuding Town.

The two of them were the first to rush to the location of the Gongyang clan, and when they arrived they saw only devastation.

After talking with Gongyang Yiyun, they learned that Fang Xuan almost destroyed half of the Gongyang clan with one punch.

Pu Anyu couldn't help but feel nervous. Thinking of the previous hexagram, he anxiously asked the reason.

When they learned that before this, Fang Xuan and the immortal Zizhuo had fought in the mountains and forests, their hearts sank immediately.

Pu Anyu believed in the danger indicated by the hexagram.

Chu Kuang knew firsthand how powerful the immortal Zizhuo was.

It was for this reason that the two were anxiously looking for Fang Xuan.

Chu Kuang made a bitter face, "Sister, I was wrong, I will never do it again!"

"You have to trust Fang Xuan, he will definitely not be in danger!"

Pu Anyu glared at Chu Kuang and said bitterly, “It’s better not to have it!”

The two of them walked along the mountain road.

At this time, in a mountain temple in the forest, Fang Xuan, whose white shirt had already been stained with blood, was sitting cross-legged in front of the statue, and a magic circle in front of him had been activated.

In the battle with the Immortal Zizhuo, he was indeed seriously injured, and the most serious of all was the backlash of the Divine Fire Xuantian.

After learning from the immortal Zizhuo that it was King Xuan Yi who wanted to kill him, Fang Xuan decided to recover from his injuries as quickly as possible, so he returned to this relatively safe place to heal.

The faint energy spread out from the acupoints in the body and slowly enveloped Fang Xuan's body. The severe injuries also began to slowly recover.

The killing power of the Kunwu Sword Formation was astonishing, and during that fight, although the old immortal Zizhuo had restrained his murderous intent, he did not hold back at all.

So after enduring the powerful killing force of the Kunwu Sword Formation, Fang Xuan discovered that even though more than an hour had passed, those terrifying sword intentions still remained in the injuries on his body, slowly resisting the speed of his recovery.

"This Kunwu Sword Formation is indeed very powerful!"

With a sigh, Fang Xuan rolled up his sleeves and slowly used his strong energy to force the sword intent out of his body.

After doing all this, Fang Xuan expelled all the remaining sword intent from his body, and finally it formed a lightsaber that floated in front of him.

These sword intentions seemed to still have a trace of consciousness left, and just when Fang Xuan was confused.

This complete sword intent actually turned into a white light and directly jumped into his Shenque acupoint.

Fang Xuan was also startled by the sudden change. Just when he thought that the immortal Zizhuo had kept a trick up his sleeve, the sword intent slowly spread in his Shenque acupoint, and then turned into countless white light characters, floating in his Shenque acupoint.

Looking at these small words glowing white, a smile appeared on Fang Xuan's face.

"Kunwu Sword Formation!"

The immortal Zizhuo actually used this special method to hand over the thousand-year heritage of Kunwu Mountain into his own hands.

(End of this chapter)