I am a dead man, why should fairies die for me?

Jiang Lihong did not pursue immediately, but stared at Fang Ling and asked doubtfully: "Are you a sword cultivator or a physical cultivator?"

At first, Fang Ling's swordsmanship surprised him, but now Fang Ling's physique made him feel a little shocked. With such a foundation, even he couldn't do it at the time, and he could face him with a punch and still be unharmed.

Fang Ling replied briefly: "It doesn't matter."

His entire right arm is numb now, but he is gradually recovering. Before, even if his cultivation was still in the Yuanhai realm, he would not go head-to-head with Jiang Lihong. This is the advantage of having a new physique and starting over. In addition to his swordsmanship, Ling's physique is also his trump card. Of course, he is still far behind Jiang Lihong at the moment. He just caught him by surprise, but it didn't have much effect.

Jiang Lihong smiled and said: "Interesting, I'm really curious, will you be better at swordsmanship or stronger in physical fitness in the future?"

Fang Ling did not reply. He had not considered this problem. He raised his sword fingers together, and one hundred spiritual swords were suspended in the air. Sword control was also a method that Fang Ling was good at. Controlling one hundred spiritual swords at the same time was already the current limit. .

Naturally, it can't be compared with Song Chanyi's Ten Thousand Swords Reunion. These are just ordinary spiritual swords, but for most sword cultivators, this is already extremely rare.

Luo Shaoyan sat down cross-legged, his eyes were vivid, and he smiled: "I can't paddle all the time."

Spell, tired of winning.

Chapter 51 Weariness and Poisoning【Third Update】

The art of aversion to victory, such as water overcoming fire, foxes preying on rabbits, and light dispelling darkness, can create this kind of natural suppressive relationship, allowing oneself to take advantage of people and others.

This is a spell that incorporates the way of heaven.

Luo Shaoyan really risked his life. Once this spell came out, he no longer had the slightest strength to use the other spells, and pinned all his hopes on Fang Ling.

He was bleeding from all his orifices, but his expression was extremely calm.

Jiang Lihong frowned. He had Zhi Gang Qi protecting his body, but he still felt an extremely weird feeling, which made him very uncomfortable.

He glanced at Luo Shaoyan from a distance and said, "It does have some tricks."

Luo Shaoyan's reputation within the family is not very good. The reason is naturally because of his loquaciousness, and also because of his personality, which has led to him being underestimated by many people.

The way of magic is strange and unpredictable, and should not be underestimated.

At this moment, Fang Ling has become Jiang Lihong's winner, and it is destined that he will restrain Jiang Lihong.

Hundreds of spiritual swords have all rushed towards Jiang Lihong.

Jiang Lihong finally started to get serious, and he put on a boxing stance, as if there was a mountain in front of him, and he was going to break the mountain with one punch.

With one punch, several spiritual swords were destroyed.

Punch after punch.

Domineering and powerful, very terrifying.

Even the art of hating victory couldn't completely suppress him.

However, many spiritual swords still stabbed Jiang Lihong, but they did not leave any injuries and were destroyed. When all the spiritual swords were destroyed, Fang Ling took out the Qi-nurturing gourd and released the sword energy inside. , after that swordsmanship, talismans, formations, and various methods emerged one after another.

But Jiang Lihong always only used his two fists to fight against the enemy. His method was single but extremely terrifying.

The path he takes is to rely on his own boxing skills to break all the magic in the world.

Fang Ling's various methods did not cause any substantial harm to Jiang Lihong.

But Jiang Lihong's fist power was gradually decreasing.

Jiang Lihong was indeed invincible, but he was still unable to make an effective counterattack.

Jiang Lihong smashed the formation that Fang Ling had arranged with one punch, and said angrily: "What did you do before? Why are there so many heretics?"

Fang Ling's messy methods really made Jiang Lihong a little annoyed. He was just like the lowest-level casual cultivator who had to learn everything. Don't you know that if you learn too much, it will delay your practice?

However, Fang Ling didn't just master the superficial knowledge, he also understood some of the essence. This was the most difficult part for Jiang Lihong.

It was obvious that his strength was higher than that of Fang Ling, but he was held back by Fang Ling.

As time goes by, his chances of winning will get lower and lower.

Being tired of winning is his luck.

Fang Ling had no intention of answering. As long as it could enhance his strength, he could learn anything, whether it was superior or inferior, just to see if it had any effect.

Of course, the biggest credit is still due to Luo Shaoyan's spells. Under the influence of the weariness of winning, all his methods can be used so smoothly.

the other side.

Xiao Yingtao and Peng Chen were at a disadvantage. What Zhou Shi had learned was orthodox Taoism. His aura was full of awe-inspiring righteousness. He seemed relaxed and did not take any serious action. It wouldn't take long for Xiao Yingtao and Peng Chen to take action. Shen will not be able to hold on.

After all, Xiao Yingtao had consumed too much before, so she was actually at a disadvantage this time.

After they were defeated, Zhou Shi would be able to free his hands. Even if Fang Ling could hold Jiang Lihong back, he would have no chance as long as he could not be defeated.

Luo Shaoyan smiled bitterly and said: "It seems like it still doesn't work..."

He was a little disappointed, but not unacceptable. After all, the difference in strength was obvious.

But Fang Ling was still calm. The reason why he kept delaying Jiang Lihong was because he had been waiting.

The man waiting in the dark couldn't hold himself back.

This is the moment.

Zhou Shi was ready to end the battle and was preparing a killing move, but a black shadow suddenly appeared behind Zhou Shi.

Zhou Shi did not notice any abnormalities.

Jiang Lihong shouted angrily: "Be careful!"

Zhou Shi had already noticed that something was wrong, but at this time it was too late to react, and a palm was slapped firmly on his back.

boom.

The situation was shot directly into the ground.

Jiang Lihong kicked off his right leg and rushed away. He appeared next to Zhou Shi in an instant and took him out. Just looking at Zhou Shi who was seriously injured and obviously poisoned, anger appeared in his eyes, coldly. Looking at the person who made the sneak attack, "Ding Qing, you have gone too far."

The person who made the sneak attack was Ding Qing, the only demon cultivator admitted to the Shangqing Sect and a late-stage Yuanhai realm cultivator.

Ding Qing's voice was low and his expression was expressionless: "If I really kill him, he is already dead. I just let him need to heal his wounds for the next month."

Jiang Lihong stared at Ding Qing and said solemnly: "Then I will make your trip to the secret realm fruitless."

Ding Qing was unmoved and said calmly: "After fighting for so long, haven't you noticed anything unusual?"

Xiao Yingtao felt it for a moment, and her expression changed, "I was poisoned. When did..."

Except for Ding Qing himself, everyone present has been poisoned, including the two physical practitioners Fang Ling and Jiang Lihong. The spiritual power in their bodies is gradually dissipating, but at different speeds.

Ding Qing said: "Don't worry, although the spiritual power in your body will dissipate, it will be restored after five hours."

Jiang Lihong frowned, because not only the spiritual power, but also the energy and blood in the body were going silent. What kind of poison is this that is so weird?

Ding Qing is indeed a recognized expert in using poison.

It is said that he used some kind of ancient poison to kill the emperor of that dynasty, making him unable to be revived.

Suddenly, Jiang Lihong rushed up and punched Ding Qing with all his strength. Since the spiritual power was dissipating, he would seriously injure Ding Qing while he still had spiritual power.

But this punch was empty.

It turned out to be just a shadow.

Ding Qing's figure appeared again, right next to Fang Ling, and sneered: "Give up, my true body is not nearby."

"hateful……"

Jiang Lihong was very angry, but he had nothing to do. Ding Qing was too cautious. After glaring at Ding Qing, he had no choice but to give Zhou Shi some healing elixir.

Fang Ling looked at Ding Qing quietly in front of him. For many disciples of the Shangqing Sect, Ding Qing, who was born as a demon cultivator, was definitely the biggest outlier. His behavior was even contrary to the Taoist sect. At that time, the great elder chose to take Ding Qing into his sect. , also caused a lot of controversy within the Shangqing Sect.

However, Fang Ling felt a familiar aura from him. This was the right way. It was impossible for all Shangqing Sect disciples to have an "upright" style of work. If this was the case, it would not necessarily be a good thing for a sect.

There must be people like Ding Qing.

Sensing Fang Ling's gaze, Ding Qing glanced at him, but didn't pay much attention.

As time went by, Xiao Yingtao and Luo Shaoyan also tried various methods, but none of them worked.

Luo Shaoyan lay on the ground and said feebly: "I didn't expect that I would fall into Ding Qing's hands. I remember this grudge, but you dared to plot against me..."

Xiao Yingtao looked lonely.

Peng Chen didn't care.

Jiang Lihong had a sullen face and was still healing Zhou Shi, who was unconscious.

Fang Ling was always calm.

An hour later, none of them had any spiritual power at all.

Ding Qing's shadow beside Fang Ling slowly dissipated.

In the distance, another Ding Qing is slowly walking towards him. Obviously, this is his true form, but no one can do anything to him anymore.

Fang Ling murmured softly: "I won the bet..."

In the Guiyuan Sword Formation, a total of two hundred spiritual swords were activated at the same time.

Chapter 52 One move is missing

There are a total of two hundred spirit swords, which is the limit of the Guiyuan Sword Formation that Fang Ling can currently deploy. It is also the trump card he prepared for entering the Lingxi Secret Realm this time. In the past, even if he had Yuanhai realm cultivation, he could only deploy a hundred spirit swords at most. Now that he has a new physique and obtained a body without leakage, this upper limit has been doubled.

The power will naturally be doubled.

You must know that the 36 spirit swords had previously made Ji Si extremely embarrassed.

The reason why Fang Ling has been delaying time with Jiang Lihong and using various means to create a cover-up is to arrange the Guiyuan Sword Formation. Even if Ding Qing does not appear in the end, Fang Ling will use it to deal with Jiang Lihong and Zhou Shi. This was the reason why he took the initiative to say that he wanted to fight.

The reason why the gamble was successful is because Ding Qing's body entered the category of Guiyuan Sword Formation.

Although there is no spiritual power, the sword formation is activated with just a thought.

Two hundred spiritual swords surrounded Ding Qing in the center. The sword tips were neat and did not activate immediately.

Ding Qing looked around and said expressionlessly: "Your sword formation is very interesting, but you don't have spiritual power in your body now, how are you going to get the pure yang essence fire? Luo Shaoyan's spell can't last long, if you don't leave Sunset Gu will die directly under the high temperature, so you still lose."

A moment of silence.

Luo Shaoyan and others knew in their hearts that Ding Qing was right. Although they were unwilling to do so, they had no choice.

Fang Ling said calmly: "Give us the antidote."

Ding Qing twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "If I don't give it to you, are you going to kill me?"

Of course, Fang Ling didn't mind killing Ding Qing, but it was irrational to lose the Shangqing Sect, an excellent training place, and Gu Xixian, a powerful backer, for a ray of pure Yang essence.

With a thought in his mind, Fang Ling moved all the spirit swords closer to Ding Qing. The cold air was overwhelming and he said softly: "Even if we don't get the pure yang essence fire, I can seriously hurt you so that you can't get it either. "

Ding Qing just smiled and said, "Threats are useless to me. I still have some means of saving my life. Since you can't kill me, even if I don't have the power to act next, I will first kill this ray of pure yang essence." Take away the fire, and that’s enough for me.”

Fang Ling knew that Ding Qing would really do this, because he was sure that Fang Ling would not kill him. Even if he was seriously injured, he would definitely be able to take away the essence fire. Even before leaving, he could also take away the poisoned Fang Ling. Everyone was seriously injured.

Therefore, the current sword array is only in a deterrent state. Once activated, the pure Yang essence fire will really be gone, unless Fang Ling insists on losing both sides.

Xiao Yingtao walked over at this time and said softly: "Forget it, just give him the essence fire."

Fang Ling remained silent.

At an impasse.

But a decision must be made as soon as possible, because there is only half an hour left before Luo Shaoyan's spell ends.

Suddenly, Yu Xiaoqing looked a little hesitant, but still whispered something in Fang Ling's ear.

Fang Ling frowned, shook his head and said, "No, it's too risky."

Yu Xiaoqing rarely insisted: "I can do it. I don't want to be taken care of by senior brothers all the time. I also want to help senior brothers. Besides, I still have the crape myrtle stone that sister Yingying gave me, so nothing will happen to me."

Yu Xiaoqing is not a flower in the greenhouse. After her grandfather died, she became stronger. She was just always docile and well-behaved in front of Fang Ling.

Fang Ling looked at the stubborn white-haired little girl in front of him, paused, and said, "That's good."

Now that Yu Xiaoqing has made up her mind, there is no reason to stop her.

Xiao Yingtao asked suspiciously: "What is Xiaoqing going to do?"

Fang Ling did not answer, but suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Yu Xiaoqing's shoulders and threw her forcefully towards the position of pure Yang essence fire in the sky. His current physique, even if his energy and blood were silent, could still be regarded as a ferocious beast.

Xiao Yingtao said angrily: "Are you crazy?!"

The others were also in disbelief. Even Ding Qing frowned, thinking this move was crazy.

It is mortal.

Fang Ling said calmly: "Xiaoqing has the most yin energy in her body, I believe in her."