My Xiuxian QQ

Chapter 392 You Dare to Throw at Me
"Negotiation? Talk about your sister's sentence!"

Fang Yuan snorted coldly and ignored it.

The flying sword frantically swam at supersonic speed, slashing from time to time, setting off a huge sword light.

Robert no longer had the princely demeanor he had before. His blond hair was disheveled, and his white robe was stabbed like a beggar's outfit, with red blood stains on it.

He was furious, and the powerful energy around him could not give him a sense of security at all, because in front of this flying sword, his energy was completely 'ignored'.

"Why, why can't I stop it!!!"

Robert roared, and the energy shield that condensed again was easily broken by the flying sword, leaving a huge wound on his body.

Robert is going crazy!

At this time, Fang Yuan also felt that the time was almost up, and the sword formula in his hand began to change, like a Buddha smiling with flowers, beautiful and beautiful.

"Swordsmanship!"

"And light and dust!!!"

boom!
In the distance, the flying sword suddenly erupted with sword light all over the sky. The sword light was bright, but it changed from tangible to invisible in an instant, and merged into the moonlight and dust. It seemed to disappear, but it was everywhere. There are countless sword lights that are so fragmented that they cannot be seen; under a silver glow, the bright moonlight is no longer gentle, and it is full of hair-like sword lights.

This piece of heaven and earth seemed to be shrouded in countless sword lights.

"Ah ah ah..."

Robert is crazy, no matter how he defends, there are countless swords coming to his body.

He can block the wind, how to block the moonlight?How to block the dust in the air?

blah blah...

Countless shards of sword light smeared and cut Robert's body recklessly, and in an instant, dense wounds appeared on his body, overflowing with thread-like bloodstains.

"Blade Storm!"

The Fangyuan sword formula was changed again, and the sword light hidden in the air was immediately summoned and spun wildly.

When the gust of wind blows, there are countless spirals of sword light, and under the soft moonlight, there are all sword lights spinning to the extreme.

Robert waved the medicine pestle, wasting the energy of his body crazily, but it didn't work at all, because the sword light was too fine and too fragmented, and his energy couldn't be completely cleared.

"Stop it, stop it!!!"

Robert roared, because more and more sword lights fell on his body, all of these sword lights were 'blade storm', falling on his body and spinning wildly, a sword light cut a piece of his body Weird sword flower, dripping with blood, Robert would have bled to death long ago if he hadn't absorbed the Tyrannosaurus Rex gene!
"I surrender, I surrender!" cried Robert.

When Fang Yuan heard this, he became furious: "What? You dare to fly at me? How dare you!"

Furious, Fang Yuan pinched the sword formula again.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

suddenly!
There was a sudden silence in the air, and then the sword light hidden in the moonlight, night wind, and dust, flew towards... Robert like a moth.

"no no!!!"

Robert was in tears.

In just a few breaths, his body was enveloped by countless sword lights, and he looked like a sword man from a distance.

Then, drops of blood overflowed from the sword light...

call!
The night wind blew past, as gentle as a lover's red lips, but cruel enough to make one despair.

In the end, Robert didn't survive Wan Jian Guizong, and his whole body was pierced by the sword light from the inside to the outside, turning into blood foam and dissipating in the night wind.

锃!
With a thought in Fang Yuan's mind, the flying sword immediately turned back from the air and shuttled around him non-stop.

"I didn't expect this sword art to be so powerful!"

The sword formula Fang Yuan used before was bought from the Wuming Sword Cultivator in the Spirit Flower, Spirit Grass and Spirit Tree Group. Because the Wuming Sword Cultivator is a loose cultivator, the sword formula is also incomplete, so at the beginning, Fang Yuan did not pay much attention to it until he practiced it. Only then did he want to try the flying sword, but he didn't expect that it would be so powerful!
But this is not surprising. Firstly, sword cultivators are good at attacking. For monks of the same realm, sword cultivators are definitely the best. Moreover, although Robert is known as a god warrior, he is much stronger than the cultivator who is [-] million light-years away. World, he is just an aboriginal, nothing special!

"However, that medicine pestle seems to be a treasure."

Fangyuan's spiritual sense has already discovered the fallen medicine pestle. Under the attack of Feijian, the medicine pestle has no scars at all. It's not just hard that can explain it.

He landed and picked up the humble medicine pestle.

Not gold, not wood, not jade, weird material.

Fangyuan rubbed it carefully, and checked with her spiritual sense.

"hiss!"

As soon as Fangyuan's spiritual consciousness entered, he shrank back in fright.

"Is this... the sun?"

He saw a small sun inside, burning blazingly, exuding scorching heat.

He recalled the scene of Robert holding the medicine pestle and shouting to the Sun God. Could it be that this shit was passed down by the Sun God?

Fang Yuan backhandedly put the medicine pestle into the storage buddha beads, whatever it is, it is always a good thing.

……

A few days later, in the luxurious manor of the Morgan family in Washington, several old men drank tea in the backyard again.

"Sigh, Robert is dead, and there is one less God Warrior."

"That Chinese genius is too threatening."

"My poor Jeff, dead too."

"Hehe, Jeff wanted to kill Fangyuan, but Fangyuan killed Robert to avenge him. Heh, what an irony."

"According to the satellite aerial photography, it has been confirmed that Fang Yuan killed Robert with a copper sword. Sith has watched it several times. Alas, he said that he is not the opponent of Fang Yuan who owns this copper sword."

"Is it a Chinese artifact? Haven't you heard of it before?"

"The top priority is to stabilize Fangyuan. Although Jeref is dead, fortunately he was not killed by Fangyuan, and there is still room for change."

"Then it's settled."

"Well, one more thing, Sith, he said he wanted to go to the Mayan pyramids."

"What? Is he crazy?"

"Oh, I guess I was stimulated."

"The Mayan pyramid is too dangerous, if he doesn't come out..."

"He's made up his mind and we can't stop him."

"If Fangyuan comes to the door when he is away... Hurry up, contact Fangyuan quickly, make friends with him at any cost, and don't blame our Morgan family because of Jeff!"

In the Starbucks coffee shop in New York City, Luo Ling looked excitedly at the series of zeros in the balance of her mobile bank. The smile on her face could melt the iceberg in the North Pole.

"Fangyuan, are you really not accepting steel anymore?"

These days, Luo Ling's aggressive purchases of steel will inevitably lead to the transfer of benefits. Coupled with Fang Yuan's salary, she is already a millionaire at this time, and it is in US dollars, so of course she hopes that Fang Yuan can continue to accept it like this.

"I'm going back home."

Fangyuan has received goodwill from the Morgan family, promising never to pursue Jeff's affairs, and offering [-] million US dollars in compensation, and will come forward to settle the subsequent incidents caused by Robert's death.

Robert is a god warrior. For the United States, it is a strategic-level 'weapon' and a country's 'inheritance'. Every death is one less. It is definitely more precious than a panda. The Morgan family is willing to come forward to block this matter. It is enough to prove their sincerity, and Fang Yuan will not chase after them if they do this, and decides to return to China tomorrow.

Of course, he hasn't been idle these few days. Through Luo Ling, he has forged another hundred-steel steel the size of a football. When he plans to collect more, he will forge a real flying sword!
Speaking of which, he has not had time to practice hard in the United States these days. He has a sense of urgency in his heart, and he always feels that something bad is about to happen, whether it is the Kunlun Glacier or the XZ Tomb. In short, he is restless.

The next day, Luo Ling reluctantly sent Fang Yuan to the plane, and at the same time, Sith, the warrior of the Morgan family, stepped into the mysterious Mayan pyramid again!
(End of this chapter)