Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

The blood mist was sucked into Xu Sanyan's body, revealing a towering figure with four arms and three eyes, covered in red blood streaks.

An intimidating aura radiated from Xu Sanyan's body, and his dark eyes looked at Fang Xiang dimly.

You Jianfeng's eyes flashed and he retreated quietly. Since the two of them were really fighting, let them fight, which would be convenient for him.

Fang Xiang was wary in his heart, he didn't dare to be too big, and he also manifested the Tao body. Suddenly the green light became more blazing, and the figure suddenly grew a foot taller, becoming almost as tall as Xu Sanyan.

The skinny body is like an ancient tree, covered with dark brown tree lines. The two arms turn into hundreds of green vines, waving randomly in the air unconsciously. From a distance, they look like large pieces of floating seaweed.

The most peculiar thing is the top of his head. A tuft of emerald green hair is like a peacock feather, growing alone on the top of his head.

Xu Sanyan took the lead, bending his four arms like a bow with a full string, and his figure rose up like an arrow leaving the string. There was an explosion out of thin air, and the air around him was squeezed out.

"Bang!"

A deep pit was dug out of the ground under his feet, and he appeared in front of Fang Xiang again. His blood-red face was filled with a look of violence, and his four arms were all in full swing. The muscles of each arm were tangled, as if they were made of steel.

Fang Xiang was shocked. Ever since the blood mist appeared, his "Dongxin Jue" seemed to have completely failed, and he could not detect his movements.

But at this moment, it was too late to think too much. His fist was right in front of him, and Fang Xiang rolled up the vines to form a big net to protect him.

"drink!"

Xu Sanyan let out a low shout, and hit Fang Xiang with his fist without any resistance. It was as light as passing through tissue paper.

"boom!"

Immediately, there was a loud noise, and Fang Xiang's figure flew out uncontrollably, and the green light on his body dimmed by three points visible to the naked eye.

"How is this possible..."

Fang Xiangfei was flying in mid-air, his face full of disbelief. He had never felt so powerless in close combat with Tu Wanshan before.

Tu Wanshan was a Taoist forged from the rare things of heaven and earth, and he was best at close combat, but the sense of crisis that Xu Sanyan gave him at this moment was far greater than that of Tu Wanshan.

At this moment, he knew that even if his "Dongxin Jue" was not affected, he would not be able to block this punch.

This is a complete suppression of strength, just like the fight between a strong man and a child. Even if the child knows every move of the strong man, so what?

""Dongxinjue" is nothing more than that."

A low voice came from below. Before Fang Xiang landed, Xu Sanyan was already under him, waiting for him.

Xu Sanyan's muscles bulged, and his muscles and bones roared fiercely. He pressed down to accumulate strength, like a diamond holding up the sky, and punched with all four arms at the same time.

"Bang!"

Fang Xiang was in mid-air with nowhere to rely on, so he had no choice but to fly into the air again with despair in his eyes. Fortunately, his Tao body was very resistant to beatings, and even after suffering such ravage, he still survived.

You Jianfeng on the side looked dumbfounded. He didn't understand what was happening, but he saw that Fang Xiang was like a ball being rolled and flattened by Xu Sanyan, unable to resist.

Is the strength gap between the two already so great?

Even if Qi Liang or Tu Wanshan came, they couldn't beat Fang Xiang until he was unable to fight back, right?

How to fight for this Order of the Holy Son?

You Jianfeng already wanted to quit.

There are still four Holy Son Tokens left, so there is absolutely no need to stick to this one.

The place had quieted down. Xiangtan stared blankly at the rising and falling sound, with only one thought in his mind:

Make a lot of money.

It was definitely not a loss to be able to devote herself to such a proud man. She finally saw the hope that all the hardships would be rewarded. As long as she followed Xu Sanyan closely, she would no longer have to be submissive in the future.

Xiangtan's eyes were filled with crystal light.

Junior Sister Chu looked at Xu Sanyan, who was covered in muscles, and then turned to look at Xiang Tan, admiring her even more in her heart.

I really don’t know what happened to her that night and how she endured it. I’m afraid her voice was hoarse.

On the other hand, if Fang Xiang's group of people were to go up, they would not be able to go up. According to this situation, even if they go up, it may not help, and may easily endanger their lives.

Finally someone gritted his teeth and said, "Save Senior Brother Fang quickly. If he dies, we will have to finish the game!"

Someone took the lead, and everyone manifested their Dao bodies one after another. They took out the means to suppress the bottom of the box one after another, and the magic power spurted out as if it was free of charge.

All kinds of spells and magic weapons flew around for a while.

Xu Sanyan grabbed the fallen Fang Xiang, clamped his body with four arms, grabbed the hair on the top of his head with one hand, and said coldly, "I've long been disgusted by the hair on your head!"

As he spoke, he clenched his palm and pulled hard, and a blood-streaked feather was forcefully pulled off by him.

"ah!"

Fang Xiang let out a scream at the top of his lungs. The heart-wrenching pain felt as if someone had opened a hole in his head and poured boiling hot water into it.

"Let go of Senior Brother Fang!"

A young man roared and jumped up high, his body briefly staying in mid-air. At the same time, a dark purple ball of light condensed in his palm. He pushed his hand forward, and the ball of light roared towards him.

Xu Sanyan casually pulled Fang Xiang in front of him, threw it hard, and went straight towards the light ball.

"boom!"

The ball of light exploded with great power. The huge impact blasted Fang Xiang far away. Xu Sanyan jumped up and caught Fang Xiang who had not yet landed. He slowly raised his head, his eyes were dark and staring straight at him. Looking at the young man.

The young man was a little at a loss for a moment. He actually used Senior Brother Fang as a weapon. This made him feel helpless, whether he was fighting or not.

Xu Sanyan looked at Fang Xiang, who was breathing weakly, and was somewhat impressed in his heart, "He is really tough."

It is not easy for him to still have a breath after being ravaged by Xu Sanyan continuously.

"We admit defeat, please let Brother Fang go."

The young man's tone was a little pleading, and he looked at Xu Sanyan earnestly.

Everyone had stopped and looked at him.

Fang Xiang was the hope of all of them. If he died, their hope of getting out would also be shattered.

Xu Sanyan thought for a while, and a rune slowly condensed in the void and slowly imprinted on Fang Xiang's forehead.

This rune contained the idea of ​​"reverence".

Fang Xiang had already fallen into a coma, his mind was confused, and he could not resist. The rune merged into his mind without any hindrance.

When he wakes up, this rune will be completely integrated with him and it will be difficult to separate it.

Xu Sanyan looked at You Jianfeng, his fangs turned outward and revealed a smile, and his dark pupils stared at him steadily.

You Jianfeng's heart sank, and he smiled awkwardly, "I'll take my leave, this Saint Son Token will belong to you, Senior Brother. I congratulate you on ascending to the position of Saint Son."

You Jianfeng didn't overestimate his own abilities and try again. Even Fang Xiang, who was stronger than him, was beaten without any chance to fight back. What kind of person was he?

Besides, he still had four Saint Son Tokens, so he still had a chance.