Fang Xing maintained the escape speed of a Foundation Establishnt Sword Cultivator as he flew to a place surrounded by mountains and suddenly felt a response.
He stood still in the air, watching the fierce winds howling in front of him.
A huge White Jade Falcon with a body pure as jade descended, upon which were Tianyu the True Inheritor and a man in a black robe.
"Tianyu the True Inheritor, why do you block my path?"
A trace of ’wariness’ erged on Fang Xing’s face as he coldly shouted, "I am a True Inheritor of the Heavenly Sword Sect, you should not mistake yourself!"
"Brother Wind, let handle this boy."
Tianyu the True Inheritor looked at the man in the black robe casually speaking, "Although the Heavenly Sword Sect has regulations to only provide life-saving escape items for True Inheritors and not offensive Secret Treasures or high-rank Talismans... using Puppets to test him out is absolutely perfect."
"Alright, Tianyu, you take action."
The man in the black robe let out a strange laugh, imdiately stepping aside.
For him, the most important target was that Third Rank Body Cultivator—’Fang Yun.’ A re Foundation Establishnt Sword Cultivator was indeed not worth his effort of bullying the weak.
Tianyu the True Inheritor’s sleeves fluttered, and one after another, White Jade Soldier Puppets flew out, emanating Foundation Establishnt Level mana fluctuations. They continually grew in mid-air, ard with shields and crossbows... surrounding Fang Xing.
He was known for his Puppets, and now he had deployed a Puppet Formation!
Although these were all Second Rank ’White Jade Soldier Puppets,’ once they ford a formation, they could pose a threat even to a Fake Core True Inheritor!
"Control!"
One by one, the White Jade Soldier Puppets holding large shields stepped forward, raising their shields high.
On the shields, a myriad of Array patterns lit up, drawing on the Spiritual Energy of the Mid-grade Spirit Stones embedded in the core, and suddenly ford a screen of light, protecting the entire battle formation without any gaps.
Behind the shields, three rows of archers ard with crossbows were neatly arrayed, and the foremost layer of Puppets’ arms shone with various patterns, with their hand-held bolts exploding with brilliant light.
Fla, frost, thunder, corrosion...
The Magic Artifact arrowheads, each with its unique effect, transford into a sky full of downpour, and descended with a roar!
Swoosh!
In the void, a sword cry was suddenly heard!
At first, it was too faint to hear, but it gradually grew into a roar, and finally, it was like muffled thunder!
Sword Gang, tinged with golden color and specks of flickering blue starlight, appeared and suddenly split into ten thousand threads, like a curtain of rain.
Two ’rain curtains’ crisscrossed, and the countless Magic Artifact arrows were split down the middle, uniformly cleaved into two, and lost all their might.
’Sigh... according to the words of the Broken Sword True Inheritor, Fake Core is not on par with Core Formation... that really makes so sense, as the pressure this person is giving has no threat at all...’
Fang Xing sighed inwardly, but his face showed a hint of confusion, "Tianyu the True Inheritor... I don’t recall having any grudges with you, why continue like this... Could it be because of my elder?"
"Excellent swordsmanship, Refining Sword into Silk, overpowering the Five Elents... truly a bit of the Sword Cultivator’s essence of One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Techniques,"
Tianyu the True Inheritor exclaid while applauding, "But... how many more swords can you deliver? How many more shields can you break?"
Ordinary swordsn, seen by kingdoms as easy to kill as dogs, for their vigor would be exhausted, and if surrounded by ard soldiers, it would be impressive to even break one or two armors before being hacked to death.
In the Cultivation World, Puppet Masters also follow a similar line of thought in dealing with Sword Cultivators, which is to drown the enemy with a sea of Puppets!
Of course, Tianyu the True Inheritor dared to play this ga, being a Great Realm higher.
After all, ’Fang Xing’ according to intelligence was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishnt, with limited mana.
How many more swords could he deliver?
Within the battle formation, the Puppets holding shields kept advancing, trying to force Fang Xing to use up his Sword Qi.
Fang Xing’s face remained ice-cold, and each strike of his sword bore the force of wind and thunder, shattering a shield.
These shields, although standard issue, were actually all of Second Rank Top Grade Spiritual Artifact level, revealing the considerable expense Tianyu the True Inheritor had put forth.
Even a Sword Cultivator at the late stage of Foundation Establishnt, after successively shattering dozens of shields, would likely suffer a significant loss of mana and their Flying Sword would lose its sharpness.
Therefore, Tianyu the True Inheritor was very composed, intentionally forcing Fang Xing to show his ’hidden card,’: "Nephew, it would be better for you to surrender. I just want to et your elder... I have no ill intentions towards you."
In his speech, there appeared to be a kind of Divine Sense interference, trying to make Fang Xing lower his guard.
’Puppet Masters generally have an exceptional Divine Sense... This person’s Divine Sense is probably comparable to that of a true Jiedan Cultivator, and he even intentionally uses this kind of Divine Sense Attack, really an unfilial person...’
Fang Xing thought to himself with disdain.
"Alright, quickly subdue this boy, if you want to know anything, I’ll do a Soul Search..."
The black-robed Cultivator with the surna Wind urged.
"Good!"
Tianyu the True Inheritor smiled and was about to pull out another Puppet from his sleeve.
As a Puppet Master, he had far more than just this one formation.
What made him famous were two Quasi Third Rank Puppets, which with their assistance, placed his strength in the upper ranks among nurous Fake Core True Inheritors; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to preside over Beili Immortal City.
Even more astonishing was that, with the support of the power behind the man in the black robe, he received a third-ranked Puppet inheritance and so rare Puppet materials. Tianyu the True Inheritor finally crafted a Third Rank Low Grade Puppet!
This step taken, he was a true Third Rank Puppet Master!
His status could compare with that of ordinary Core Formation True Inheritors.
But he had always kept this as a hidden card, and seeing Fang Xing’s tenacity, he wanted to test his newly crafted Third Rank Puppet.
"Sigh... I also don’t feel like playing with you anymore."
At that mont, Fang Xing sighed as the Rotten Iron Sword appeared in his hand.
The aura of a near Magical Treasure caused Tianyu the True Inheritor’s eyes to twitch.
Then, Fang Xing activated the nine apertures Golden Core within his body, and his mana fluctuations surged dramatically.
He had broken through, not rely to the early stages of Foundation Establishnt...
but all the way to the Fake Core Realm!
The terrifying power of the sword essence poured into the Rotten Iron Sword, causing this quasi-magical treasure to burst forth with dazzling brilliance.
"Great Freedom!"
Fang Xing casually waved his sword!
A magnificent, yet rely thread-thin line of sword thread appeared and swept across the opposing White Jade Puppet Formation!
In doing so, it also swept across the Yan Sun Puppet, as well as Tianyu Zhenren and the man in black robes above it!
Whew whew!
A gentle breeze passed by.
Rustle rustle...
The massive shields, one by one, split from the middle into two, separating top from bottom, revealing cuts as smooth as glass.
Behind the shields, the bodies of the White Jade Battle Statues were similarly divided, all annihilated by a single sword strike!
But it was not just that.
High in the sky, the White Jade Falcon split in two and exploded into pieces mid-air.
Tianyu Zhenren’s face showed a look of astonishnt. He saw his own body, his arms reaching into his sleeves, filled with resentnt...
"My... my Third Rank Puppet, not even retrieved yet..."
"If I had taken it out... I definitely wouldn’t... die!"
Bang!
His head fell to the ground as the headless corpse collapsed with a thud.
"What a swift sword!"
A voice filled with both astonishnt and dread rang out.
"Eh?"
Fang Xing looked towards the man in black robes: "You’re still alive? Oh... I see your body is unique. Is this... a Demon Skill?"
In his field of vision, although the man in black robes had been bisected at the waist... not a single drop of blood flowed from his body.
Not only that, but as he ford a strange spell with his hands, rolls of pitch-black demonic qi began to emanate from his body.
The upper and lower halves of his body seed to transform into two clouds of black demonic mist, bursting forth with terrifying murderous qi, before rging back together in mid-air to reveal a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator with a cold appearance, a prominent nose, and dressed in black robes!
Demonic Qi was different from ordinary malicious qi, and Cultivators with Divine Sense would never sense it incorrectly.
"What a coincidence... I was just about to investigate Zheng Country, and here I’ve stumbled upon a Demon Cultivator in this place!"
The corners of Fang Xing’s mouth curved slightly: "And a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator at that!"
"You’re actually a Fake Core? Your sword illumination is so fast... Tianyu died unjustly indeed."
The Jiedan Demon Cultivator took out a shield of Magical Treasure level and firmly guarded himself in front, before speaking in a raspy voice.
Fang Xing’s Great Freedom Mysterious Gold Sword Qi was renowned for its speed. Any Cultivator not fully on guard from the start could easily be at a disadvantage.
Especially soone like Tianyu Zhenren, who neither practiced Body Refinent nor maintained his defenses well.
Of course, it was unjust for Tianyu Zhenren too.
After all, in his eyes, Fang Xing had already been trapped within the Puppet Formation, like a turtle in a jar.
Moreover, even though he did not take out a High Rank Puppet, he maintained a shield of Fake Core True Essence.
But he never expected that Fang Xing’s sword thread would be so sharp, slicing through the Fake Core True Essence Shield as if cutting through tofu.
Thus, he died a suffocatingly frustrating death, without even bringing out his High Rank Puppet.
"Are you from the land of the Five Sects and Ten Countries, or further south?"
Fang Xing flicked his sword with his finger, experiencing for the first ti the rapidity with which a Sword Cultivator could kill.
"Heh heh... You think you’ve got cornered? After all, you’re only a Fake Core... no, you should be considered a Fake Core achieved with the aid of external forces, not even your Dan Yuan is Perfect... Although your swordsmanship is astounding, sufficient to threaten an ordinary Jiedan Cultivator, the ’Wind Evil Demon Skill’ I practice can refine the Demon Body, which can disperse and gather unpredictably. You can’t hurt ..."
The Jiedan Demon Cultivator chuckled coldly while secretly feeling astonished in his heart.
He practiced the formidable "Wind Evil Demon Skill" and possessed such a special demon body trait, which was why he dared to co seize a Third Rank Body Cultivator with the help of a Fake Core.
After all, apart from a few Exorcism Thunder Techniques, Third Rank Sword Intent, Pure Yang Fire, and a few other rare Righteous Path demon refining treasures, his ’Wind Demon Body’ feared almost nothing.
A Body Cultivator who only had brute strength simply could not injure him.
Not to ntion that there was also Tianyu Zhenren, who could manipulate a Third Rank Puppet and attack with two Quasi Third Rank Puppets.
Once the Third Rank Puppet was refined, Tianyu Zhenren could also be considered as a Nascent Soul True Person.
Yet he never imagined that things would turn out so unfavorably, to fall at the hands of a junior of Fang Yun!
At this point, he only wanted to seize Fang Xing and thoroughly punish him.
As for capturing ’Fang Yun’? It seems he would have to contact his sect and send more Elders, after all.
"Wind Evil Demon Skill?"
Fang Xing recalled the texts he had read and instantly understood: "So you’re from the Demon Sect of the South."
Among the southern Demon Sects, there is a Nascent Soul Great Sect known as ’Wanxiang Demon Sect’, with ’Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning’ four departnts, each with an extrely powerful Demon Skill that can reach the Nascent Soul Realm!
The secret transmission of the ’Wind Departnt’ is this ’Wind Evil Demon Skill’!
"What now? Your Wanxiang Demon Sect wants to start a war with the Righteous Path? My Heavenly Sword Sect up and down have been longing for such a thing."
Fang Xing laughed loudly, and suddenly his body and sword beca one. Like a white rainbow piercing the sun, he attacked the Jiedan Demon Cultivator with his sword!
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