Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Puchi!

A huge head flew into the sky, blood splashed from the severed neck, fell to the ground and rolled over ten steps away.

His head was turned upside down, his angry eyes still had a look of astonishment.

A majestic cultivator from the Purple Mansion was decapitated by a single sword!

Yin Sulan's swordsmanship was already close to the level of perfection. This Zifu's cultivation base was comparable to Wang Chen's, and he also blessed his body with a heavy light shield armor. As a result, he was killed in a single encounter.

While Wang Chen was secretly amazed, he didn't realize how cruel his senior sister was.

Because just when the opponent fell to the ground, a large number of monsters swarmed in like a tide, roaring and rushing towards them.

These monsters were obviously attracted by this monk, and the intention is self-evident!

Not only that, in Wang Chen's spiritual sense, he also sensed the existence of other monks around him.

This is a killing game for two people!

He opened his arms suddenly, the sleeves of his robe fluttered, and the scorching flames suddenly rose.

The next moment, two huge fire crows, one on the left and one on the right, emerged from the fire. At the same time, they spread their flaming wings and greeted the rushing beasts with lightning speed.

boom! boom!

The few monsters rushing to the front bear the brunt and collide with the fire crow fiercely.

Thousands of flames exploded suddenly, forming a huge fire net in an instant, enveloping hundreds of monsters behind.

Each group of flames condensed terrifying power capable of melting gold and iron. Although there were many monsters, they were all flesh and blood after all, and they were immediately burned and howled in pain.

Some were directly burned into coke, some rolled to the ground and struggled desperately, and some wanted to continue charging...

But he was pierced through the body by the flying sword that broke through the air!

Wang Chen waved his arms together, and he was able to release two black fire crows in an instant, with an interval of no more than three breaths.

The most frightening thing is that his Xuanhuo Flying Crow has already cultivated to the level of Dzogchen, and has derived a special power. Once these monsters are stained with flames, they cannot get rid of them, and they can only be burned through their fur in great pain. muscles and even bones.

Even the mighty spirit demon can't withstand the fire crow's bombardment!

Wave after wave of Xuanhuo flying crows, the rushing monsters fell down one after another.

A strong burnt smell quickly diffused in the air.

Although a few monsters avoided Wang Chen's counterattack, and tried to attack from different directions.

But no matter how fast they were, they couldn't be faster than Yin Sulan's flying sword.

Often the sword light flashes, and there is no trace of the flying sword at all, and one or several fast-moving monsters are broken in two.

It's just that I don't know what stimulated these monsters. Even though they suffered heavy casualties, they still fought to the death, roaring and staring with scarlet eyes, rushing towards Wang Chen and Yin Sulan one after another.

Until the last monster fell under Yin Sulan's sword!

Yin Sulan recalled Feijian and exchanged glances with Wang Chen.

Without words, both of them understood each other's meaning.

And at this moment, figures appeared around the two of them, faintly forming a siege.

It was the group of gray-robed monks that they encountered earlier.

But the opponent's number has not only increased by four or five, but also two more Zi Fu!

"Bitch!"

One of the Zifu yelled at Yin Sulan in grief and anger: "Junior Brother Zhang has no grievances or enmity with you, it's fine if you don't want to save him, why do you want to kill him?"

Wang Chen couldn't help laughing.

Without him, the other party's acting skills are too clumsy!

Yin Sulan said disdainfully: "If you want to fight, you can fight, what are you doing talking so much nonsense!"

That Zifu immediately put away his sorrowful expression, and said in a dark voice: "How much mana do you have now, can you beat our brothers from the Lingxiao Sect?"

"Sensible, hand over the storage bag and the flying sword weapon as compensation, and I can decide to let you live!"

"Since when did Lingxiaozong become a den of bandits?"

Yin Sulan sneered and said, "I guess you are casual cultivators from Sifang Village."

The Lingxiao Sect is a sect of cultivating immortals in the Eastern Region. Although its strength is not as strong as that of the Xihai Sect, its scale of influence is quite large.

It's just that there are many disciples under the Lingxiao Sect, but they have always been mixed.

Hence the bad reputation.

A disciple of the Lingxiao Sect can really do something like this!

However, the other party's rhetoric can convince others, but it can't fool the well-informed Yin Sulan.

She unceremoniously exposed the other party's true identity.

Sifangzhai is a casual cultivator organization active between the West Sea Spiritual Realm and the Eastern Territory. It claims to accept Sifang monks, and its number of members is no less than that of a large sect.

It is said that the master of Sifang Village is a Nascent Soul Loose Cultivator who is hidden from the world!

The terms Nascent Soul True Immortal and Master Dazhai are not related at all, but there are hundreds of millions of monks in the world, and there are always some strange existences.

With a backstage like Yuanying Zhenxian, Sifangzhai dare not provoke Xihaizong, and can dominate his own territory, and his style and reputation are much worse than Lingxiaozong.

However, the Lingxiao Sect disciples often had conflicts with Sifangzhai Loose Cultivators, and the relationship was quite bad. It was quite normal for the latter to pretend to be the former to do some shady things.

As soon as Yin Sulan's words fell, the eyes of the Zifu monk suddenly became deep: "Dare to ask your name, what's your business in Taiwu Mountain?"

In fact, he didn't want to know the origins of Yin Sulan and Wang Chen's names, and what they were here for.

The news that the Biluotian Secret Realm is about to be born in Taiwu Mountain has already spread. The Sifang Village is adjacent to Taiwu Mountain. Of course, it is impossible not to know the situation.

In fact, in the past few days, a large number of casual cultivators from Sifangzhai have entered the mountain to look for opportunities.

They are just one team.

When I bumped into Wang Chen and Yin Sulan earlier, I felt that I was not very sure of winning them, so I took the initiative to avoid them.

Then they contacted another team, and sent a Zifu with the ability to control beasts to attract a large number of monsters, intending to consume the mana of the two of them first, and then siege them!

As a result, just as the plan was launched, the imperial beast Zifu was beheaded by Yin Sulan with a single sword.

These casual cultivators were all shocked, but they were unwilling to give up like this, so they waited until the two of them wiped out all the monsters before coming out.

While speaking, the Zifu secretly made a gesture.

This is the signal to act!

The killing intent spread in the forest in an instant.

What everyone didn't expect was that at this moment, a huge tail suddenly appeared out of thin air and fell heavily from top to bottom.

The two Sifangzhai loose cultivators couldn't dodge in time, and were smashed into meat sauce in an instant!

The mana armor on them was like paper, and it didn't play any defensive role at all.

The next moment, a trembling breath descended on everyone.

"Golden core demon!"

Someone let out a terrible howl.

It seems like the end is coming!

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The first one is sent.