Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 247: Women's Mouth Cannon

The word "slut" completely infuriated Bai Zhi. Her pretty face flushed crimson, and she suddenly stood up, stood up, and started cursing back:

"Shameless scum, if you hadn't been fawning over powerful people, how could you have reached the Ninth Realm? Back when I, the Dragon Abyss Qinghua Empress, was here, your Guiyuan Sword Sect wasn't much of a thing. The three disciples within the sect would have been wiped out by the powerful Ghost Clan if it weren't for the support of my Qing Emperor!"

Li Zhaorong was furious:

"Shameless bitch!"

The pure white sword light on his body rolled up countless sword flowers and slashed towards Bai Zhi's body first. This sword was so powerful that it wanted to take Bai Zhi's life with just one sword.

Du Fang immediately pulled Bai Zhi behind him.

This was a sword that could cut through the heavens and the earth from a true ninth-level swordsman. He concentrated his mind on the enemy, thrust out his sword, and used his immortal spirit and blood to counter the pure white sword light.

When the two swords intersected, the Chengying Divine Sword directly pierced through the pure white blade, splitting the sword in Li Zhaorong's hand. The pure white sword in her hand broke into countless pieces and flew everywhere.

The power of one blow.

The fairy magic finally showed its true strength.

Li Zhaorong spurted blood from her mouth and flew out.

Her husband Li Moyang turned around and held her in his arms.

Seeing her defeated with one sword move, Bai Zhi glared at Du Fang, her eyes full of admiration:

"Young man, you've made progress. A ninth-level swordsman, your sword was shattered by a single blow!"

Du Fang was stunned for a long time, staring at his sword. He had never thought that he would be so powerful even with his magic weapon. The opponent was a peak strong man in the ninth realm, but he was beaten to vomit blood with just one blow.

He was in a very good mood and said with a smile: "I dare not!"

Bai Zhi turned around and looked at Li Zhaorong. The word "slut" stung her heart, and she immediately sarcastically said, "You are just a useless person without the Heavenly Heart Mark. You have just reached the Ninth Realm and have not yet been recognized by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, yet you dare to call yourself a powerful person in the Nine Continents? Hehe, you are not even as powerful as the sword I used when I killed Chang Ying, the Great Pillar State!"

Li Zhaorong was furious, her face turning blue with anger. Every word Bai Zhi said hit her hard.

Just as she was about to raise her sword, her husband Li Moyang stopped her:

"Wait a minute, the person opposite you is a highly accomplished immortal. You can't defeat her alone!"

Half of the strongest swordsmen in Jiuzhou are here, but two women stole the show first.

Du Fang stared at the three people coldly. From his blood and energy, he could clearly feel that, except for this woman, the other two sword cultivators were truly recognized by heaven and earth and were powerful beings with the mark of the heart of heaven.

The strength of these two people is far stronger than Changying, the great pillar of the country on the Longyuan Divine Mountain that day.

This is not a fake ninth realm, but a real strong man who has reached the ninth realm, especially the old man Donghuang who looks very much like Uncle Xuanzhen. He is the head of Tiannan Sword Sect, and his strength is vaguely at the level of Xianyishandao.

There wasn't a trace of divine aura on that blue sword blade of his.

Just like the Chengying in his hand, the magical object is self-obscure.

Li Moyang bowed to Du Fang and said, "May I ask, fellow Taoist, did you cultivate in the mountains or in a sect?"

This question left Du Fang confused.

Donghuang is also a little strange:

"The body of an immortal spirit always dies and is born again, and the time span is about three hundred years. How come you, an immortal spirit, were born in Nancangzhou in less than two hundred years? And... unexpectedly... you are not a woman?"

"Is it strange?" Du Fang smiled. This was not the first time he heard this question.

"Of course it's strange. Ever since the shattering of the primitive world ten thousand years ago, the fairies that have plagued the world have always been female in yin form. No fairy flower has ever been male. The three of us may be the first time in these ten thousand years that we have seen a fairy flower with a yang form!"

"Then you will see me today. I am Du Fang, a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect!"

"Lingxiao Sword Sect?"

The three of them became confused at the same time:

"Is there such a sword sect in the Nine Divine Continents? Why have I never heard of it?"

Dong Huang suddenly slapped his head and shouted, "I remember now. Isn't your master a sixth-level swordsman named Xuan Ji?"

"Not bad!"

This time it was Baizhi who answered for Du Fang.

The Lingxiao Sword Sect has a very small reputation, and is located in Zhongzezhou, the southernmost border of Nancangzhou. The most powerful of them is only a cultivator of the sixth realm.

It is normal not to know in front of these powerful sword masters.

The only abnormal thing is that this old Donghuang actually knows the headmaster Xuanji Zhenren.

"Are you acquainted with my Master?"

Du Fang felt a little goodwill towards him.

"We've met once!" Dong Huang stroked his beard and smiled. "Thirty years ago, who knew the next fairy flower would actually come from Lingxiao Mountain!"

Li Zhaorong suddenly interrupted their conversation, and with her hands, she transformed into a pure white sword. Du Fang secretly exclaimed:

"This finger-to-sword technique is truly limitless. No wonder I was able to shatter her sword with just one strike. It turns out she's using her Qi to transform the sword!"

Li Zhaorong pointed her long sword in front of Du Fang and said coldly:

"The immortal spirits are causing chaos in the Nine Continents. Now they have fallen into the hands of the three of us and must be annihilated!"

With just one sentence, she included the three people. As soon as she said this, she wanted to use the power of the three ninth-level sword cultivators to directly kill Du Fang, the immortal body, on this endless sea.

Du Fang concentrated on waiting for the enemy and slowly pulled Bai Zhi behind him.

Dong Huang suddenly smiled and said, "Don't worry. This fairy flower is different from all the previous fairy flowers. It may not bring disaster to all races like the previous Yin-body fairies!"

Li Zhaorong's face turned pale. "Old Donghuang, don't you know that Xianling has already massacred three cities in Nancangzhou? Wushuang City, Longqi City, and Xingluo City. Millions of people have died tragically under his sword!"

She suddenly pointed her sword at Du Fang.

Du Fang pursed his lips. Although Wushuang City had suffered a great disaster, he had not been possessed by the Black Spirit at that time, using the blood and souls of the city's citizens for sacrifice. As for Longqi City, it was the masterpiece of Baihuang Lord. He set up the Blood Sea and Styx Killing Formation, drew the power of millions of dead souls, and used them to sacrifice sword spirits to help him ascend to the Ninth Realm. Only Xingluo City...

A trace of sadness suddenly flashed across his face.

Li Zhaorong angrily asked, "Immortal Du Fang, do you admit it?"

"I admit that I was the one who massacred Xingluo City!"

This is a hurdle that he has never been able to overcome.

"Just admit it. Today, the two strongest cultivators from our two great sword sects will exterminate you, the source of this chaos, in this land of the sea of ​​​​realms!"

Bai Zhi leaned forward and suddenly sneered, "Just because you're a yellow-faced woman, you think you can kill immortals? You're really overestimating your abilities!"

"Don't you know that throughout history, countless famous Ninth Realm Sword Cultivators have died at the hands of immortals?"

Li Zhaorong was so angry that she was shaking all over, her face turned pale, and she was about to thrust out with her sword.

Dong Huang hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Everyone, please talk things over peacefully. Don't resort to violence!"

He looked at Du Fang and said, "I always feel that your immortal spirit is different from other immortal spirits. Are the millions of souls lost in Longqi City really your work?"

"Not me! And, from now on, the Fairies will never massacre a city again!"

"you promise?"

Du Fang nodded heavily. Xingluo City and Lingxiao Mountain were the pains that he would never forget. He would never allow Mo Ling to take over his body and deprive him of his consciousness.

Moreover, after reaching the ninth level and experiencing the second shocking transformation of the immortal spirit, the spirit of destiny had helped him lock up Mo Ling's divine power.

In the future, Du Fang will never allow such massacres again.

Nor will he allow Mo Ling to possess him and kill living beings again.

Dong Huang smiled, his face full of wrinkles: "I knew that your fairy spirit is not a killing spirit, different from other female fairies. I guessed right!"

Li Zhaorong looked at Donghuang and suddenly shouted:

"Old Donghuang, today, are you deliberately not joining forces with my Guiyuan Sword Sect to kill the immortal spirit?"

Dong Huang's smile suddenly faded, and his expression was filled with the majesty of a sword sect master. He slowly said, "Just now in Quzhou City, someone left information about immortal spirits and spirits of luck in a coffin shop, intending to lure us here..."

Having said this, his eyes suddenly turned to the north:

"The armies of the three clans of Jinghai—the spirits, ghosts, and monsters—are stationed north of the Great Steel Wall. The Iron Fan Gate, the northern bastion, has already been annihilated. Do you think that if we raise another powerful enemy at this time, we won't fall into their trap?"