Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 153 The Restrictions on the Body

The woman snorted coldly:

"Nonsense, this is your first time seeing this, is it my second time? We can only try the method of refining human pills first. To be safe, let's use a small piece of your favorite flesh to do the experiment. Even if it fails, we still have a backup plan."

The woman in black ordered him:

"You use the compass to suppress his immortal platform, I will take a piece of immortal flesh to try first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three purple auras emerged from the black-robed man's palm and gradually merged into Du Fang's head.

Du Fang wanted to struggle, but he found that in this hall, the more he struggled, the tighter the white silk on his body would wrap around him, making him more uncomfortable.

Between his eyebrows, a stream of immortal blood lingered, resisting the erosion of the purple air.

The woman placed the cauldron, medicinal materials, lit incense, and started a fire. After finishing everything, she took the golden knife and stabbed it into Du Fang's heart.

Suddenly, a shocking change occurred!

Just as the black-clad woman's sharp knife touched Du Fang's heart, she suddenly roared wildly, a stream of blood spurted out of her mouth, her body flew backwards, and hit the wall heavily. The golden sharp knife was shattered into powder and scattered.

At the same time, the man in black stumbled and was knocked back a few steps by the air wave. He fell to the ground, his face full of fear, and he shouted in horror:

"what happened?"

The woman in black coughed a few times and climbed up painfully. She looked at Du Fang's chest. Three gorgeous and bright red sword beams formed a small sword formation, hovering above Du Fang's chest.

The sword light contracted and expanded, continuously emitting a sharp sword rhythm.

The woman in black cursed:

"Damn it! Lord Baihuang has such a vicious mind. He asked us to capture the immortal, but he directly placed a sword restriction on him. This immortal can't move. He is already in Bai Zhi's pocket!"

The man in black robe climbed up, his face full of disbelief:

"Are you saying that Lord Baihuang of Longyuan placed a restriction on his body using the Feixian Jue at the top of the mountain just now?"

"You're not senile yet!"

The woman saw clearly that the three sword beams above the sword formation were red.

Only Bai Zhi, the Lord of Longyuan, has the magic sword Xuehong.

Just now, he was the only one who could come into contact with Du Fang's immortal body.

Du Fang, who was lying on top, felt even more frightened, horrified, and confused.

He himself didn't even know when someone had tampered with his body.

Has Bai Zhi really entered the ninth realm and become a strong man at the same level as Dazhuguo?

The two were just arguing when suddenly, from the distant night, the sound of countless shrill sword whistles echoed. This sword whistle covered the sky and earth, like thunder in the sky, mixed with billowing smoke and dust, and came from Longyuan Divine Mountain at an unparalleled speed.

Three in front and nine behind!

Nine rays of rainbow light fell in the yard.

A soft and clear female voice asked, "Whose blind loser dares to touch the things of my Longyuan Sword Sect?"

The woman and the man looked at each other and exclaimed:

——It’s Lord Baihuang!

An eighth-level sword cultivator and the master of Longyuan Sword Sect, Bai Zhi.

However, Du Fang heard that the woman's voice was not right.

For Bai Zhi, her face and voice were like knives, engraved in Du Fang's heart. How could he possibly forget the voice of his archenemy?

But the woman's hands were very fast. She immediately took the white silk from Du Fang's hand, patted his head, and said to the man:

"Let the immortal spirits and City Lord Lu deal with it, we can't do it!"

Two black shadows suddenly flashed at the same time and merged into Lu Wushuang's body on the table.

The two bodies merged at the same time, and Lu Wushuang's eyes suddenly opened. In front of him was Du Fang lying there, smiling bitterly and saying to him:

"Lord Lu, we meet again!"

Lu Wushuang sat up from the desk. His previous handsome face was gone, and the expression of an old man appeared on his face.

Du Fang said, "Those two demons that concocted you and me are inside you! And they're using your appearance to harm others!"

Lu Wushuang sighed:

"I was attacked by an evil spirit and was tied up here! Well, I can also be considered incompetent. Are you okay?"

Du Fang checked his body and found nothing unusual.

Just as he was about to speak, the beautiful female voice outside said again:

"Yin Xie, if you don't come out, I will dismantle this magical weapon of yours and let you see the methods of the Longyuan Sword Sect!"

At the same time, the sword rose up, a red light flashed, and the roof of the whole house flew up. When it was about to fall to the ground, Du Fang picked up Lu Wushuang's body and flew out.

In the courtyard, three in front and nine in the back, stood nine sword-wielding elders from the Longyuan Sword Sect, wearing black clothes and white belts.

Bai Zhi was dressed in white, standing there, with the 'Blood Rainbow' magic sword in her hand shining red, emitting a clear murderous intent.

She looked at Du Fang and smiled, "We meet again!"

Du Fang just nodded.

Bai Zhi asked curiously, "Why didn't you say any dirty words this time?"

"If Lord Baihuang had a face like yours, he would have committed suicide out of shame long ago!" Du Fang chuckled and said nothing nice the moment he opened his mouth.

Bai Zhi angrily asked, "Why didn't Long Yuan Shen Shan kill you with his sword just now?"

Du Fang chuckled and said:

"Your Lord Bai Dahuang has unknowingly set up a sword formation on me to prevent my immortal blood from being used by others. He has good intentions!"

Bai Zhi angrily said, "I'm afraid that your cultivation is too low and you'll die at the hands of others. Then my Long Yuan's century-long plan will be in vain!"

"Stop pretending and show your true colors!"

Du Fang looked at Bai Zhi and said calmly that he had already seen through the woman in front of him and realized that she was not the real one.

"How did you know that?" Bai Zhi's voice suddenly became hoarse, and her body began to fade. An ugly old man with a crooked mouth, slanted eyes, and an overbite of chin was squinting and staring at Du Fang.

Suddenly, with the appearance of the old man, the entire magnificent house behind them suddenly collapsed, and a palm-sized bronze tripod flew out of the house and directly into his hands.

At the same time, the entire magnificent house suddenly disappeared and turned into countless white silk threads, flying into the bronze tripod.

The old man looked calm.

In his hand was a bronze tripod furnace, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.

Du Fang didn't say anything. He had already guessed that this cauldron was a magical artifact that could not only refine elixirs but also create illusions and captivate the eyes.

This thing is definitely not lower than the eighth level.

The two ghosts that entered Lu Wushuang's body were obviously related to the old man who was refining the elixir.

Lu Wushuang beside him suddenly said in silence:

"Are you the Seventh Realm Dan Lao from Longyuan? This technique of pretending to be a woman..."

Dan Lao smiled and said, "I just refined it not long ago and used it to scare people. I didn't expect this young brother Du Fang to see through my true face at a glance. Sigh... It can be considered a complete failure..."

He stared at Du Fang curiously and asked:

"Little brother, how did you figure that out?"

"Your voice is wrong. Also, you don't smell good. You can't fake a woman's body fragrance!"