Starry Sky Professional

"court death!"

The monk in the late stage of Qi training had a cold look on his face, and he pointed his sword into shape, and the flying sword turned into a stream of light, and he was about to kill Fang Xing.

This flying sword of his is a first-level high-grade magical weapon. Under the stimulation of his advanced Qi training, it is powerful enough to cut through gold and jade!

But he is fast, Fang Xing is even faster!

roar!

As soon as his mind moved, the 'Dragon's Concept' followed, catching this late-stage qi-training monk off guard. The flying sword trembled in mid-air, seemingly out of control.

And in this short moment, Fang Xing took a step forward and came to this late-stage Qi-training monk!

The advantage of physical training lies in its fast explosive speed and high endurance!

Blue Star Warrior is similar to physical training!

To gain an advantage, fight quickly and in close quarters!

Fang Xing was not prepared to fight with this late-stage qi-training monk. Although he was confident that the flying sword wouldn't kill him with a few stabs, it would be ugly to see the blood dripping from the stabs.

Physical training will not rely on one's own physical strength, but will choose a more labor-saving way to defeat the enemy.

He punched out and landed on a red light barrier.

This late-stage qi-training monk has rich experience in fighting enemies. When he activated the flying sword, he activated the defensive light shield on his robe.

He is wearing a top-grade robe - the Red Cloud Taoist Robe, and the body-protection technique he inspires is called 'Fire Cloud Cover', which is a first-level top-grade spell. It not only has excellent defense, but can also generate scorching flames to burn the enemy.

But at this time, Fang Xing's fist was automatically covered with a silver-white glove, and there was a golden bell shield outside the glove, which hit the light shield heavily.

After achieving the Uncut Jade, he can already use his innate true energy to activate the 'Golden Bell Talisman'!

Almost just the first punch caused the red light barrier to ripple.

"not good!"

At this time, the late-stage qi-training monk came back to his senses and looked at Fang Xing with fear in his eyes: "It's impossible..."

Unfortunately, it's too late!

On Fang Xing's fist, lines of innate true energy condensed and suddenly turned into another huge fist seal!

boom!

Under the overlapping fists, the fire cloud cover instantly shattered, and countless sparks that were enough to melt gold and iron flew and fell on the ground, burning deep holes.

Fang Xing's whole body was bathed in fire but he was unharmed. He was like a god in the fire. He raised his hand slightly and unexpectedly hit the flying sword in the flowing light. He avoided the blade and flicked his finger on the sword. A flick.

call out!

The flying sword suddenly turned into a stream of light and sank into the opposite wall.

"How can there be such warriors in the world?"

In the late stage of Qi training, the monk stared angrily, and then he was punched in the lower abdomen by Fang Xing. He fell to the ground and curled up into a prawn.

"Let me see your rental contract. If there is one, I will find the next one...if not..."

Fang Xing looked stern, grabbed the flying sword with his right hand, grabbed it from the wall, and held the hilt.

The flying sword made a buzzing sound, like a poisonous snake that was pinched seven inches, unable to move at all.

He stretched out his left hand, grabbed the monk's neck, lifted him up, and shook him slightly.

The magical instruments and talismans on this monk's body... were falling from his body like rain.

"Sir, spare my life..."

The monk in the late stage of Qi training turned red and struggled to squeeze out a sentence through his teeth: "The villain has no spiritual contract, and he also occupied this house later..."

"I knew..."

Fang Xing exerted a little force, and there seemed to be a dragon's roar in the void, and the monk in the late stage of Qi training fainted immediately.

This battle broke out very quickly and was over in the blink of an eye. There was a faint noise all around, but it quickly disappeared.

'interesting! ’

Feeling the energy, Fang Xing's lips curved into a smile.

The land of spiritual veins in this city seems to be divided up by monks and monsters in a tacit agreement, and each has its own 'territory'!

Hunting and being hunted happen at any time, and everything follows the natural elimination rules of the weak and the strong.

Just now, his neighbors felt that the 'lord' of this territory was being challenged. When it was over, they fell silent and acquiesced that Fang Xing occupied this place.

"Human beings are also a part of nature... But I was still taking classes on Eagle Star before. When I come here, I can play battle royale. It's so exciting!"

…

The house in Shangpin Cave Mansion is not small, with not only numerous houses, but also gardens, herbal gardens, alchemy rooms, animal stables, basements, etc...

Moreover, the richness of spiritual energy in this place is truly far superior to other caves.

Fang Xing only stood still for a moment, and felt that his energy and blood were extremely active, and the speed of transforming his inner energy was nearly twice as fast as in the temporary camp!

'What a great place. This spiritual energy concentration alone is equivalent to eating half a bowl of spiritual rice every day...'

He sighed silently and came to the basement.

The basement was transformed into a cage, and an unconscious monk in the late stage of Qi training was temporarily tied up.

Fang Xing silently picked up a flying sword.

This is the most valuable trophy this time, a first-class flying sword. After all, the robe has been damaged in the battle... The sword is about one foot long, which is about 33 centimeters. The sword body is bronze in color, with a simple There are cloud patterns, two blades open, and there is a sword inscription on the hilt, which is the word "Qingque".

"Qingque Sword... It's a pity that I have no magic power and can't fly at all... I can only use it as a dagger..."

He complained, then grabbed the palm of the late-stage qi-training monk, pricked his finger, took a drop of blood, and put it into a white suitcase at hand.

This is a 'family portable medical kit' purchased on the black market.

The medical kit swallowed blood and began to operate rapidly.

In less than ten minutes, a detailed physical examination report was sent to Fang Xing.

"As expected of a cultivator, he looks old, but his body functions are pretty good... He can live for more than a hundred years? Could it be related to his cultivation in the later stages of Qi training?"

"but……"

When Fang Xing saw the end, there was a trace of disappointment on his face: "There is no abnormal body structure... It seems that the so-called 'spiritual root' is not a flesh and blood tissue and cannot be transplanted..."

Naturally, he still has some reverie about cultivating immortals.

But this time the physical examination of the immortal cultivator ruthlessly shattered this delusion.

"However, this portable medical kit can only treat some minor illnesses, and the examination may not be precise enough..."

Fang Xing fell into deep thought: "The best thing is to send this precious living body to the top medical laboratory of the Blue Star Federation... But obviously, I will never do that."

He raised his hand and pointed, and a stream of innate Qi was as sharp as a sword, piercing directly into the center of the immortal cultivator's eyebrows.

The immortal cultivator immediately snorted and woke up.

The first time he saw Fang Xing, he subconsciously chanted a mantra.

"Don't take chances. I just fed you the 'Erosion Immortal Grass'. Although this 'Erosion Immortal Grass' can be used to refine elixirs that increase mana, it is poisonous and will make it difficult for monks to condense their mana. If you practice Qi like this As a monk, it will take at least twelve hours to force out the poison of 'Erosion Immortal Grass'!"

Fang Xing said coldly.

"The villain is rude. I wonder what this adult wants? I must fully cooperate with you!"

The qi-training monk immediately looked at Fang Xing, with a look of humiliation and flattery on his face, and he knelt down quickly.

The casual cultivators in the city are all so realistic.

"Okay, a man is a man who can bend and stretch... What's your name?"

"The villain 'Zhou Tong'."

"Do you know anything about the black market and the ghost market?"

…

Fang Xing randomly asked for some information, which corresponded to Yu Xia's previous information.

It's a pity that this late-stage qi-training monk doesn't know the detailed information of that secret realm, but he knows the black market very well.

"One last thing, do you remember how many people you have killed?"

Fang Xing asked to the end without any expression on his face.

Zhou Tong's expression condensed, and then turned into a ferocious expression, obviously seeing Fang Xing's murderous intention: "I curse you..."

call out!

A burst of innate Qi fell, causing Zhou Tong to lose his breath.

"You are not a good person, and I have no habit of leaving hidden dangers..."

Fang Xing shook his head. Judging from Zhou Tong's collection, he knew that this person was not simple, and he was probably from a calamity cultivator.

Since you are a tribulation cultivator, you can die after you have made your contribution to the medical cause.

Fang Xing has indeed become much bolder since he learned that the Master Jiedan had left.

After all, with his current martial arts skills and equipment... he can almost dominate the market.

Even if you meet a monk in the foundation building stage, you can at least be sure of escaping.

What's more...both Yu Xia and Zhou Tong revealed that the foundation-building monks in Fangshi were either dead or ran away with the real person who formed the core, which led to the current state of disorder in Fangshi.

…

A few days later.

Southeast of Fang City, there is an underground cave.

Fang Xing wore black clothes covering his face and walked inside carrying a large package.

Underneath the mask, he still has the same fierce appearance.

Since refining his skin, flesh, muscles, and bones, he can now be said to be as good as he wants. He can be as tall, short, fat, thin, handsome, or ugly as he wants.

‘I’ve been to the ghost market, and the items traded are of really low quality, and they mainly focus on daily necessities…’

Thinking of this, he was also very helpless.

After reaching the Uncut Jade Realm, cultivation is slower than when it was the time of muscles and bones. In order to collect suitable elixirs and sell stolen goods, it is still necessary to do it once.

This underground cave was originally formed naturally, but later seemed to have been transformed by monks and has many entrances.

In the largest cave, the walls are inlaid with strange pearls, emitting a soft and cold light.

On the ground, there are already two or three casual cultivators setting up stalls to trade.

Fang Xing walked around and stopped in front of the stall of an old man with a white beard.

This white-bearded old man was very strong and strong, and the monks passing by him all quickened their pace, because he was clearly a master of Qi training.

In Qinglinfang City, which currently has no foundation-building monks, it is the top level.

What interests Fang Xing is that there is a small flag on top of this old stall with the mark of Huolianfang on it.

'It seems that things happened suddenly, and not every one of these big merchants left...'

He thought to himself, stepped forward and bowed with his fists in his hands: "Old man... I wonder if this place can collect monster materials, second-hand magic weapons, and spiritual herbs?"

The old man raised his head and glanced at Fang Xing, nodded, and cherished his words like gold: "Take it!"

"good!"

Fang Xing nodded, opened the package, took it out one by one, and placed it in front of the old man.

When the old man saw the gloves and Qingque Sword, his expression became more solemn. He looked at Fang Xing in surprise and picked up a wolf skin:

"First-class mid-grade, Qingfeng-headed wolf's skin, estimated at twenty lower-grade spiritual stones..."

Fang Xing frowned: "This price is a bit low..."

"If nothing happened in Fangshi before, it would naturally be higher. Now the price is only this."

The old man shook his head and answered extremely firmly.