"The killing power of flying swords?"
The soaring sword energy made the Netherworld Incense Master's expression change wildly. Without even thinking, he stood up from the ground and galloped towards the night sky.
A strong person in the Cave Heaven Realm can already fly in the air with speeds as fast as lightning.
Seeing that the Lord of Netherworld Incense was about to fly out of the sword aura, Zuoqiu Changzai smiled softly and raised his hand to catch it.
I saw a giant hand with spiritual power suddenly appear, grabbing the Dragon Sword.
The Long Yin Sword was held by the giant spiritual hand before it could resist the force, and it was slashed down easily towards the Netherworld Incense Master.
Just heard a slight strange sound in the void, and the monstrous sword energy struck the Netherworld Incense Master accurately.
"No..."
The Lord of Netherworld Incense suddenly let out a shrill scream, but the next moment he was directly separated from it by the golden sword light.
But under the majestic sword energy, Nether Incense Master did not even leave his body behind, but was completely chopped into powder by the sword energy, with no bones left.
"Whoosh!"
The Dragon Sword flew back upside down, with a palm-sized storage bag attached to it.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Fang Chen happily took off the storage bag and put the Dragon Song Sword into the Sword Palace to warm it up.
At this moment, Zuo Qiu often groaned, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his breath quickly turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Obviously, the use of Fang Chen's Dragon Sword to kill the Lord of Netherworld Incense was a big burden for him, and he received a lot of backlash.
Only Zuoqiu Changzai, who has also practiced the "Seventy-two Sword Techniques", can forcibly control Fang Chen's natal Flying Sword Dragon Roar.
If Fang Chen's realm were to be improved further, Zuo Qiu Changzai wouldn't be able to do it.
After all, the natal flying sword has been completely integrated with its owner. Controlling other people's natal flying swords is just like controlling others, and requires Fang Chen's greatest trust.
Otherwise, Zuoqiu Chang would not be the only one to suffer the backlash. Even Fang Chen and his natal flying sword would be affected by this, causing irreversible damage.
"Senior brother, are you okay?"
Seeing Zuo Qiu Changzai's expression was different, Fang Chen's heart tightened and he was a little worried.
"It's okay, just practice for a while and you'll be fine."
Zuoqiu Chang Zai said with a smile: "Fortunately, I killed this guy and avoided more trouble."
He knew very well that if Fang Chen became a sword cultivator and the Netherworld Divine Cult knew about it, it would lead to endless pursuit.
With Fang Chen's current strength, he doesn't even have the most basic ability to protect himself in the face of the unfathomable Netherworld Cult.
That is a behemoth that has been passed down for countless years, and its overall strength is far above that of the Yin Yang Sect.
Otherwise, how could a small incense master have the strength of the Cave Heaven Realm.
"Someone is coming, let's leave first."
Without waiting for Fang Chen to ask, Zuo Qiu Chang wiped away all traces with a wave of his hand and quickly left with Fang Chen.
Not long after the two left, several figures roared over from everywhere.
The cultivation of these people is not weak. They are all strong men at the seventh or eighth level of the Linghai Realm. They are obviously the heads of various families in Qingzhou City.
"Principal Zhu, have you noticed anything unusual?"
One of the men was a tall man with a stern expression and a strong chill emanating from his body.
It is Zeng Ping, the head of the Zeng family.
"No."
The head of the Zhu family, Zhu Wen, shook his head and said: "The person who did it is obviously stronger than you and me. He had left long before you and I came."
"Could it be..."
Zeng Ping's eyes flashed and he looked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.
"Probably not."
Zhu Wen is fat and looks like a wealthy businessman, which is indeed the case. The Zhu family's properties are spread throughout Qingzhou City.
There are even several surrounding cities.
"If it were him, there would be no such big noise."
Zhu Wen said with some worry: "I'm afraid this person is coming for our family."
"Hmph, no matter who he is, if he dares to kill my son, he must pay the price!"
Zeng Ping's voice was murderous.
Zeng Songnai was the legitimate son of the Zeng family. At the moment of his death, the soul tablet placed in the family ancestral hall naturally sensed it, so Zeng Ping forced his way out of seclusion, but it was a pity that it was too late.
"I will issue a reward immediately and try to find the murderer."
Zhu Wen turned and left, the veins on his forehead twitching slightly, as if he was suppressing his anger.
Although Zhu Rong was not the son he valued most, his death was unclear, and the matter must be investigated clearly.
"Housemaster, I received news today that the abandoned son of the Fang family has been selling off the Shen family's things in recent days."
At this time, a guard said: "I heard from the second young master that he planned to teach him a lesson. Do you think you will..."
"Impossible!"
Zeng Ping directly denied this guess without thinking, and said: "Although that kid has some abilities, he feels that it is impossible to leave before we arrive. Unless a strong man in the cave sky takes action, there is no other possibility."
The guard's words reminded Zeng Ping of their previous guesses.
The reason why Fang Chen was able to survive the pursuit of the Shen family and eventually destroy the Shen family was that everyone speculated that there was a mysterious and powerful man behind Fang Chen.
If that mysterious strong man takes action...
Thinking of this, Zeng Ping's eyes grew cold and he said sternly: "If such a person really exists, it is indeed possible!"
"That needs..."
· Before the guard could finish what he said, Zeng Ping immediately scolded: "Shut up, I will make my own decision on this matter!"
After saying that, Zeng Ping jumped up, and after a few jumps, he chased after Zhu Wen.
The matter was serious and he needed to discuss it with Zhu Wen.
Fang Chen’s small courtyard.
"Senior brother, are you really okay?"
Seeing Zuo Qiu Chang Zai's face getting paler, Fang Chen became even more worried.
"Don't worry, you won't die."
Zuoqiu Chang Zai smiled and said: "On your side, you may be targeted by the Zeng family and the Zhu family."
"I have already prepared for this matter."
Fang Chen said: "If they are If you don't want to be like the Shen family, then you'd better not mess with me. "
Not to mention that Zhu Rong and Zeng Song were not killed by him, just because they took the initiative to attack him, even if he killed them, Fang Chen would not feel guilty.
These two people should have died long ago.
"That's right."
Zuo Qiu Changzai nodded and said, "But I can't stay here for too long. You should be more careful in the next period of time."
"You want to leave?"
Fang Chen was worried that Zuo Qiu Changzai was injured and wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
"On the surface, I'm still working for the city lord's palace."
Zuoqiu Changzai said: "And this time I killed several offenders from the Netherworld Cult, and there are some things that need to be cleaned up."
"By the way, give me that storage bag."
Zuo Qiu Chang Zai said and took the storage bag in Fang Chen's hand, and saw a powerful spiritual power shot out from between his eyebrows, instantly breaking the soul mark on the storage bag.
Zuo Qiu Chang Zai took out a jade bottle from his storage bag, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, then took out one and stuffed it into his mouth.
As the elixir was being refined, Zuo Qiu Changzai suddenly spit out a stream of jet-black air from his mouth.
This jet-black airflow fell on the ground, corroding the ground into a shallow pit.
"Is this the cold air of the underworld?"
Fang Chen was a little surprised.
The soul has always been the weakest point of a warrior. If it is damaged, the martial arts cultivation may not progress forward.
Fang Chen fell into deep thought.
Compared with the cold air of the Netherworld Divine Sect and the Empress Xuanbing, there is no comparison at all.
"These guys from the Netherworld Cult are a little disgusting, but they have a lot of good stuff and can last you a while."
Zuo Qiu Chang Zai threw the storage bag to Fang Chen and said, "I'm leaving first, you take care of yourself."
Watching Zuo Qiu Chang Zai leave, Fang Chen felt an inexplicable feeling of powerlessness in his heart.
If he hadn't been too weak, how could he be afraid of the Zeng family and the Zhu family?
If you dare to offend him, you can kill him with one sword!