C276 Luo Xuan

"Kid, hand over the light clump. With your strength, you won't be able to protect it."

"That's right, if you don't hand over the ball of light, this place will be your grave."

"Hahaha, you're just a brat, yet you want to snatch the ball of light that shot out from the inner circle of sword pulse. You're really courting death."

Other than the disciples who were intimidated by Fang Chen, there were also some disciples who were unafraid of death. They thought that they were stronger than Fang Chen and were threatening him.

Hearing that, Fang Chen's eyes flashed, his hand held onto the ball of black light, and said coldly: "The ball of light is right here, whoever wants the ball of light, feel free to come and take it."

As he spoke these words, Fang Chen's eyes were filled with a fiendish intent. At this moment, he released his killing intent.

In this world where the strong preyed on the weak, being merciful to others was akin to being cruel to yourself.

In order to not get bullied, Fang Chen could only choose to be powerful, he stood there quietly, his entire body emitting a wild Qi, the Qin Zhen trio behind him seeing this, all sighed.

Not long after arriving at the Sword Continent, Fang Chen had already become so strong that they were ashamed.

"Hmph. I want to see how powerful you are."

Just at that moment, a tall and sturdy man suddenly stepped forward and let out a low roar. He clenched his fist tightly and threw out a punch that was surrounded by dense spiritual energy.

Wherever his fist passed, the air was dispersed in all directions.

Ka-cha …

Fang Chen was motionless, he stood quietly on the ground, and a cracking sound entered everyone's ears.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with horror.

It was as if Fang Chen had never moved from the start, he broke the big sized fellow's palm, and at the moment, the tall and sturdy man was lying on the ground, screaming in pain.

"You are courting death."

Seeing the muscular man getting injured, a late stage Fifth level of the Qi Hai realm warrior snorted coldly. With a tap of his toes, the longsword in his hand fiercely thrusted towards Fang Chen.

He had a good relationship with the burly man, and now that he saw that the arm of the burly man was broken, his heart was filled with rage.

Seeing this strong man take action, the crowd of martial artists cried out in alarm.

"It's Luo Xuan."

"It's actually Luojia branch's Luo Xuan, looks like the black ball of light is Luo Xuan's."

"That's right, it's said that the moment Luo Xuan joined the Luojia branch, he succeeded in defeating a few of the Luo Family's older generation experts, and his reputation in the Luo Family is very high."

"More importantly, not only is Luo Xuan strong, he is also an apothecary."

At this moment, the one who attacked Fang Chen was Luo Xuan, he came from the north and was also from the central continent. When he was in the north, he was the most famous alchemist grandmaster Luo He's disciple, and the reason he came to the central continent was to train himself in this mortal world.

Coincidentally, Luo Xuan was also a sword cultivator, so he came to the Sword Continent.

He did not join the Baimei Sword Sect, but had instead joined them. Because he had a powerful master behind him, Luo Xuan held a very high position within the Luo Family.

At this moment, Luo Xuan made his move, causing everyone to look down on Fang Chen.

"An insignificant skill."

Fang Chen kept the black ball of light into his spatial ring, and then, an Elementary Soul-Soldier Hidden Dragon Sword appeared in his hand. He fiercely waved his hand towards the sky.

A boundless Sword-light of fire and water abruptly shot out, blasting towards Luo Xuan.

Luo Xuan was only a late stage Fifth level of the Qi Hai realm practitioner. If Fang Chen were to use his full strength, he would be able to defeat a martial artist at the peak of the Fifth level of the Qi Hai realm. Therefore, in front of Fang Chen, Luo Xuan was only so-so.

Boom …

After the two sword lights collided, they instantly exploded. Boundless energy directly bombarded Luo Xuan's body, causing him to continuously retreat.

As he tried his best to stabilize his body, a beam of golden light shot out from Luo Xuan's eyes.

"His sword technique is too tyrannical. If I could obtain this sword technique, I might be able to step into the 6th level of the Qi Hai realm." Greed surfaced in Luo Xuan's eyes as he secretly thought in his heart.

In the next moment, Luo Xuan unleashed his secret technique, Xuanhe Sword Art.

"Xuanhe Sword Art."

Luo Xuan roared, and instantly released the Xuanhe Sword Art. This Xuanhe Sword Art's power was extremely strong, and it was said that when one cultivated it to its peak, they could produce countless sword lights, causing these sword lights to form a sword river.

Of course, only by cultivating the Xuanhe Sword Art to the metaplasia would one be able to form the Sword River, so the current Luo Xuan was still far from that step.

Whoosh …

Many sword lights appeared in the sky, and within these sword lights, the sound of flowing water was faintly discernable, like a surging river, shaking the heavens.

"Amongst the newbies in the sword state city, there is no one who is able to force me to use the Xuanhe Sword Art. You are the first one to die under my Xuanhe Sword Art. You should be proud of yourself." Suddenly, Luo Xuan let out a low shout as his eyes turned scarlet. Just at this moment, he waved the longsword in his hand fiercely, and the boundless sword light in the sky, shoulder to shoulder, pierced towards Fang Chen.

"Xuanhe Sword Art?"

Seeing Luo Xuan execute the Xuanhe Sword Art, Fang Chen's eyes flashed, and immediately executed the fifth level of the Water-Fire Sword Art.

The Water-Fire Sword Art itself was a very unique technique. Although it was only a third rank cultivation technique, the power of the fifth layer that Fang Chen had displayed clearly surpassed the scope of a third rank cultivation technique.

But of course, this was only the fifth floor.

However, the fifth floor was enough to handle Luo Xuan's Xuanhe Sword Art.

"If you had cultivated your Xuanhe Sword Art to the metaplasia, I might be a little afraid of you, but right now, you do not have the qualifications to make me afraid." Fang Chen muttered to himself.

Fang Chen was able to see through Luo Xuan's Xuanhe Sword Art with a single glance. He had not even cultivated to the level of perfection, let alone reaching the metaplasia.

Whoosh …

Fang Chen's Sword-light of fire and water, with a valiant posture, directly collided against the sword light of the profound river.

Ka-cha …

In front of everyone's stupefied eyes, the sound of's Sword-light of fire and water directly crushing Luo Xuan's profound river sword light, without end could be heard.

Bang

When the two sword beams in the sky completely exploded, Luo Xuan, who was brandishing his longsword, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. In the next moment, his figure shot backwards, obviously being counterattacked by the Xuanhe Sword Art.

"Puchi …"

When Luo Xuan stabilized himself, blood was still spurting out from his mouth. He had suffered severe injuries.

"How is this possible?"

The current Luo Xuan, his eyes were filled with disbelief. He never would have thought that Fang Chen's strength would be so strong.

"No, how can he be stronger than me?"

Just as Luo Xuan was shouting, Fang Chen pushed off with the tip of his feet, and his body instantly appeared in front of Luo Xuan.

Under this sword strike, Luo Xuan would definitely lose his life.

In a moment of desperation, Luo Xuan roared loudly: "I am a disciple of the Luo Family, you cannot kill me."

Buzz …

Just as Luo Xuan finished speaking, Fang Chen's Hidden Dragon Sword appeared in front of Luo Xuan's chest. However, when Fang Chen heard the two words "Luo Family", the Hidden Dragon Sword suddenly stopped a centimeter away from Luo Xuan's chest.

A buzzing sound entered Luo Xuan's ears, and his heartbeat quickened. If Fang Chen had stopped a second later, the Hidden Dragon Sword would have pierced his heart.

At this moment, even Luo Xuan's body was trembling a little. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes were filled with a hint of dread as he looked at Fang Chen.

"Luo Family's disciples?"

Fang Chen glanced at Luo Xuan, and then muttered softly. Immediately after, Fang Chen put away the Hidden Dragon Sword, and without even glancing at Luo Xuan, he turned around and left.

Looking at Fang Chen's leaving figure, the many warriors all shook their heads. In their hearts, there was a trace of fear.

Even Luo Xuan was not Fang Chen's opponent, who among the recent rookies in the Sword Region City could beat him?

"Phew …"

After Fang Chen left, Luo Xuan's body immediately became limp. He heaved a sigh of relief, and lightly wiped the sweat on his forehead.

The surrounding disciples were all secretly thinking, looks like Fang Chen is still a little afraid of the Luo Family, if not he would not have stopped all of a sudden when he heard Luo Xuan talk about the disciples of the Luo Family.

However, they didn't know that the reason why Fang Chen had stopped when he heard the two words "Luo Family disciples" was because he wanted to come into contact with the Luojia branch in the future.

The most important thing was to find her mother. Everything else was just for show.

A long while after Fang Chen left, Luo Xuan regained his senses as a trace of killing intent flashed past his eyes. He hated Fang Chen.

Who was Luo Xuan? The only disciple of the Northern Alchemy Master, Luo He, had an extremely high status. Among the younger generation in the Northern Territories, no one could match him.

He had come to the central continent with countless honors and honor.

Just as he arrived at the central continent, he still kept his head high. The moment he joined the Luojia branch, because of the name of his master Luo He, he received important nurtures from the Luojia branch.

At that time, when the patriarch of the Luojia branch told him to come to the sword pulse, he reminded him to be careful when he entered the sword pulse.

However, when Luo Xuan found out that most of the newcomers to the sword pulse were newcomers, he was extremely arrogant, and thought that he was unrivalled amongst the newcomers.

In fact, he believed himself to be the new King of the Sword Continent.

Therefore, after entering the sword pulse, he was completely confident that the treasure inside the sword pulse would definitely belong to him.

When the black ball of light was snatched away by Fang Chen, Luo Xuan made his move. He thought that he could defeat his opponent and snatch away the ball of light.

To Luo Xuan, the disciple of Luo He, this was an unimaginable humiliation. He wanted revenge.

"Fang Chen, just you wait. One day, I, Luo Xuan, will definitely trample you beneath my feet." Luo Xuan said in a low voice.

Of course, to Fang Chen, a mere Luo Xuan was nothing at all.

If he was compared to his master, Gu Zong, was not inferior to Luo He. A Master Refiner and an alchemist master had an extremely high position.

Therefore, no matter how Luo Xuan hopped up and down, he was still a clown, and could not enter Fang Chen's eyes.

At this moment, Fang Chen bid farewell to Qin Zhen and the other two, and returned to the Baimei Sword Sect.

"I wonder what is inside the black blob of light."