Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 143 Three Friends of Lishan

Before he turned around, the old man in plain clothes put his fishing hook around his head.

The hidden aura above the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower dissipated, and immediately, an ancient purple tower, simple and unpretentious, hung above Du Fang's head, and strands of yellow golden light continued to flow into his body.

Yu Qinghan was afraid that Du Fang would misunderstand that he coveted the treasure, so he only took a glance and did not dare to look again. He turned to the old man and said:

"This is the private treasure of the Lingxiao Sword Sect. You are so domineering and kill people to steal the treasure. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the righteous people?"

The old man in plain clothes suddenly became furious:

"I've been a ghost for thirty years and have been ridiculed by everyone. If you don't want this treasure, get out of here and don't be my source of wealth!"

As he said this, the old man in plain clothes glanced towards the city gate.

There were already dozens of people walking out there. The first three had an immortal look, white beards and yellow robes, and were obviously wandering cultivators in the city.

When the old man in plain clothes saw how those people walked and dressed, he immediately jumped up, wanting to kill them and steal their treasures before those monks.

The black fishhook was thrown towards Du Fang, and the gourd mouth was facing Yu Qinghan's face, blowing out a breath of black air.

In an instant, everything was dark before their eyes.

More than a dozen black skeletons, some with broken arms, some cut in half, rushed towards the two men with a sinister ghost aura.

Yu Qinghan shouted in a deep voice:

"Get out of here, you evil, sneaky creatures!"

Countless silver needles came out from the iron fan, spreading out like a fan curtain, and the eerie ghost breath immediately disappeared.

A bright light reappeared before Du Fang's eyes.

The old man in plain clothes was attacked by these ghosts, and two strands of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. When he was about to get the treasure, he was suddenly stopped by a young boy. He was angry and stared at Yu Qinghan with a vicious face.

The group of people coming out of the city gate saw someone fighting in front of them.

Three yellow figures shot here like arrows, and their bodies suddenly stopped.

These three people were all dressed as Maoshan sorcerers, wearing yellow robes with the eight trigrams embroidered on the front and back of their chests.

The old man in plain clothes spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and cursed:

"Damn it! This bastard is ruining my good deeds!"

When he turned around and looked at the three yellow-robed Taoists, he put away his stern expression and said with a smile: "Three Taoist friends, long time no see!"

The three nodded indifferently and said at the same time: "Long time no see!"

The old man in plain clothes glanced at Du Fang and said, "This little Taoist nun has the ninth-level imperial weapon of the Great Pillar State. I am jealous. Unfortunately, a kid from the Iron Fan Gate suddenly appeared and tried to stop her. I don't think I have much ability..."

He smiled and said, "Then I'll pass it on to my three good friends in Lishan!"

After saying this, he floated away and sat back on the coffin.

Du Fang stared at the three people, all of whom were sixth-level sword cultivators.

He carried a peach wood sword, all charred black, clearly made of wood struck by innate lightning. Six red blood grooves marked the sword's spine.

No wonder the old man wanted to retreat and give up the fat in his mouth.

These few words put the two of them on the fire.

This is certain, these three sixth-level sword cultivators will be attracted by the imperial weapon.

really.

The three of them looked at the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower above Du Fang's head, and fanaticism flashed in their eyes at the same time.

One of them was relatively calm and asked, "What do you two think?"

"We won't take this divine gift from heaven, as it would be against the harmony of nature!"

The two of them said at the same time, their sharp eyes like blades, locking onto Du Fang's body.

The man before said:

"Okay, then the three of us will work together to take this treasure and hide it in the Endless Sea. Even if Great Pillar State Changying finds out later, he won't be able to cross three states to find us!"

This even includes a way out.

Du Fang gritted his teeth, feeling extremely uncomfortable. If he released the magic power of the fairy at this moment, he would be able to kill these three inhuman things in front of him. However, when he thought of the instructions given by the Great Pillar State Changying before she left, he was afraid that if he released the fairy, it would really be as she predicted, all living things would be destroyed, he would no longer be able to control this body, and his consciousness would probably be reduced to ashes.

Du Fang is hesitating——

Yu Qinghan suddenly tilted his body, fanned himself in front of him, and shouted:

"You three are unworthy of being righteous sword cultivators, yet you are so shameless. You rely on your deep cultivation to steal other people's magic weapons. If this gets out, people will laugh at you!"

"Kill him and don't let the news leak out!"

The three of them simultaneously raised their lightning-struck peach wood swords, the three sword rhythms merged into one, and one sword stabbed towards Yu Qinghan.

The cultivator, who had also reached the sixth realm, had no time to react in front of three opponents of the same level. With a "clang" sound, the sword pierced his white clothes. With a flash of golden light, a heart-protecting mirror flew out and blocked the three yellow sword beams.

"It's a sixth-level heart-protecting mirror, break it!"

The three friends of Mount Li shouted loudly at the same time.

The yellow light became brighter, and a hole was pierced through the golden heart-protecting mirror. With a thud, it fell at Du Fang's feet.

Blood spurted out of Yu Qinghan's body and he was thrown far away.

When Du Fang saw the golden heart-protecting mirror, his heart suddenly tightened. Could this young man who came forward to help him get justice have the same thoughts as the old monk?

But looking at his injuries, it doesn't seem like that.

Yu Qinghan fell to the ground and could no longer wake up. No one knew whether he was dead or alive.

Just when Du Fang was hesitating, the three men suddenly drew their swords at the same time.

The sword light flew up quickly.

It was like a surprise attack. Three sword beams flew up at the same time and stabbed towards Du Fang's eyebrows.

This move is a sword technique that is directly fatal.

If he didn't summon the fairy magic power, he would be killed by these three sword beams today.

Du Fang finally stopped hesitating, but when the surging immortal blood and energy erupted, the seven-treasure glazed light above his head finally began to emit the value of a ninth-level divine weapon.

The blood of the immortals is like a rushing river.

The purple wooden tower is like a dam, completely blocking the blood of the immortals.

It only took a moment, and when Du Fang discovered it, it was too late.

Two swords pierced his body, and the other sword directly cut off the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower above his head. The flying swords carried Dai's body, one in front and three behind, and flew directly to the sky above Xingluo City.

"Got it!" A surprised voice came from the Taoist in yellow robe.

The two men drew their swords at the same time and stepped on Du Fang's body from the air. The three friends of Mount Li trembled with excitement and gathered together, looking at the golden light emitting from the figure.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower shattered and flew apart right in front of them.

Three pairs of delighted eyes froze at the same time.

This is a ninth-order divine weapon, how could it be so fragile? They all looked at Du Fang's falling body in surprise.

At this time, the divine weapon's suppression was gone above Du Fang's head, and the surging immortal blood in his sea of ​​consciousness began to revive.

A stream of red blood as thick as a bucket shot up into the sky.

Du Fang clearly saw in his sea of ​​consciousness that Mo Ling opened his eyes and his whole body was shaking with excitement.

"Here it comes! It's finally here!"