All the masters who were hidden in the thick fog appeared at the same time and wanted to fight with Fang Yuan. It was a very embarrassing thing for Fang Yuan to say. To a certain extent, this represented everyone's affirmation of his strength. They felt that He claimed to be "invincible", but he didn't have that confidence at all. But what people didn't expect was that Fang Yuan didn't just think he had this confidence. His arrogance was even higher than everyone imagined. A low shout sounded out. At that moment, green energy circulated around him, covering an area of several tens of feet.
Then, from the billowing green air, a seven to eight-foot-long Suzaku flew out, wrapped in thunder and lightning. The scorching lightning made people dare not look directly at it. It spread its wings, fierce and inexplicable, and fiercely aimed at that person. An old hunchback leaning on a dragon-headed cane rushed over...
In another moment, the Immortal Willow appeared behind him. The willow stick was like a whip, and it whipped towards the man wearing the skull mask and the true successor of the Qingliu Sect.
At the end, he grabbed it with one hand, turned the green energy into a sword, and rushed towards the man holding two guns.
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"Are you really going to challenge other cultivators?"
Outside the secret realm, countless people looked at this scene and were speechless.
In any case, such a fight is too arrogant.
Or even, a little bit suicidal
But Fang Yuan doesn't seem to be ignorant, which makes it even more difficult to figure out what he is thinking...
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Only Fang Yuan himself knew what he was going to do!
He has discovered that even when facing the Purple Pill cultivator, his pressure is not high enough.
Since it is not big enough, then this trial method is not refreshing and hearty enough!
So, what if we just challenge everyone alone
Maybe I am not defeated, but I am not afraid of that. At least I still have a way to save my life...
Who is afraid of whom
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boom!
The Suzaku rushed in front of the hunchbacked old man. The other man's eyes were dim, and the dragon-headed walking stick hit the ground heavily. Five rays of light immediately appeared in front of him, spinning like a whirlpool, stimulating the surrounding void and producing an indescribable huge tearing force. , tore the Suzaku into pieces, and then, the five rays of light flew around his body, suddenly covering a radius of dozens of feet.
Immortal Willow hit the man with the skull mask and the true successor of the Qingliu Sect, but both of them frowned. The man with the skull mask secretly pinched a seal, and black streaks immediately appeared in the void in front of him. The lightning seemed to be violent. The moment the immortal willow branches came into contact with his black lightning, they withered, and the black energy spread toward Fang Yuan.
The elegant man from the Qingliu Sect stretched out his hand and grabbed the immortal willow stick that hit him in front of him. On the willow stick, lightning flashed, but his palm turned into a faint jade white color, and there was no trace of it at all. Being hurt, he was so undead that he even suddenly took a step back, then took a deep breath and pulled the Immortal Willow towards him.
Bang! Bang!
At this moment, Fang Yuan's sword struck at the man holding two black short spears.
The sword light was sharp and terrifying, but the other party just looked cold and raised a silver short spear to hold Fang Yuan's long sword.
There was so much power on the sword, but he didn't take a step back, as if he still had some strength left.
At the same time, another short gun in his hand hit Fang Yuan's door directly.
In an instant, four people were attacked in a row, but those four people didn't even take a step back. Instead, they turned from defense to offense.
Fang Yuan took a deep breath and thought: "This energy is enough..."
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With a thought, he gently pinched the talisman, and his magical powers changed.
The Suzaku that was torn to pieces by the hunchbacked old cultivator suddenly turned into dozens of smaller Suzakus, like butterflies, with stronger fire, scattered in all directions, surrounding the hunchbacked old cultivator. Xiu, spitting out terrifying thunder...
On the other side, the man with the skull mask used Yin Thunder to bite Fang Yuan, but suddenly he felt that the void around him was stagnant, as if he had fallen into the sea, and every move he made was met with strong resistance. When he looked up, he saw A green carp swam in mid-air, holding on to the seemingly boundless power of the water, trapping itself firmly inside, like a water prison, unable to move.
Xu Yuren from the Qingliu Sect pulled hard, and saw hundreds of willow branches on the Immortal Willow flying towards him, wrapping around him one by one, and captured him in an instant. It was wrapped like a rice dumpling, and the expression was invisible.
Taking this opportunity, Fang Principle took a deep breath and roared suddenly.
"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh"
At this time, he faced directly the man in black robe holding two bright silver guns. The green sword in his hand suddenly swung out, and a series of sword movements spread out, attacking the man in black robe non-stop. In the blink of an eye, In a short period of time, dozens of swords have been struck...
The man holding the bright silver gun felt the pressure rising sharply, but when he swung the two guns, they were still steady and airtight.
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"
Under Fang Yuan's attack, he took several steps back, but was not broken by Fang Yuan.
"Really that strong?"
Fang Yuan failed to defeat him in one breath and was slightly startled.
The man holding the bright silver gun raised his head, looked at Fang Yuan and smiled: "Otherwise, do you think I am a salted fish?"
The power of the sword in Fang Yuan's palm increased sharply, and he attacked him, saying calmly: "I have always respected my opponents, how can I look down on the people in the world..."
I thought to myself: "This salted fish looks the weakest, I didn't expect his martial arts to be so sharp!"
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I wanted to take down the weakest person in one go, but I didn't expect that the opponent had a solid foundation and could actually take him down. After such a delay, those who were entangled by his magical power had already counterattacked one after another, and were killed by countless little Suzakus. The entangled old cultivator with a hunchback put a little weight on his crutches, and the big bag on his back suddenly burst open, and countless buzzing iron-tailed red-eyed bees flew out of it.
As soon as the red-eyed bees appeared, there was a crowd of people flying towards the little Suzaku. Three or five bees entangled one Suzaku. Soon the red-eyed bees fluttered to the ground and were burned to black. Carbon, but the Suzaku's mana has also been exhausted and annihilated.
After all, there were more bees than finches, so despite this desperate struggle, there were still a lot of red-eyed bees left, and they swarmed toward Fang Yuan in a black mass.
In another moment, the man in black robes with a skull mask on his face intertwined his hands and held the Dharma Body. Black lightning appeared around him, crackling and tearing apart the water that the green carp had summoned. Not only that, but in a flash, he rushed into the air, triggering endless black lightning, and suppressed it directly towards the green carp, with a flash of greed in his eyes.
"The thunder spirit refined with water spirit is a great complement to my thunder power..."
Xu Yuren, who was bound by the Immortal Liu Leiling, sighed lowly. At some point, another Xu Yuren appeared beside him. He looked exactly the same. He flew forward and pulled the wicker of the Immortal Liu Leiling from the outside. All the children were cut off, and then the two Xu Yuren looked at each other, their bodies overlapped, and they transformed into one again, advancing slightly and rushing towards Fang Yuan.
"Fellow Daoist Fang, your magical powers are astonishing and are well known to everyone, but fighting against the four of me is still..."
He raised a hand, emitting a faint jade light, and shot it straight at Fang Yuan's back: "... It's too forced!"
Fang Yuan turned around and caught his palm. As if he was hit hard, he retreated three to four feet.
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Outside the secret realm, on the Immortal Platform where the elders of the Immortal Alliance were, someone sighed lowly: "If he were to fight alone, this young man named Fang would probably be able to fight anyone. Victory or defeat can only be decided in a matter of seconds. But he was fighting against the four masters alone, and finally felt a little weak. Among these four, Zhang Tuozi, Xu Yuren, and Meng Guiwang were all purple elixirs. Wei Long, who was holding two spears, was definitely a golden elixir, but He is also a master of martial arts and should not be underestimated. No matter how you say it, it is too difficult for him to fight against the four masters alone, and his defeat is certain... "
"Yes, Taoist warfare is all about stability and taking every step. He seems to be a sensible and sensible junior. Why is he so reckless?"
Someone frowned and said: "He, Zhang Tuozi, Xu Yuren, and Meng Guiwang are all purple elixirs, and they have also received the inheritance of divine magic. Their foundations are similar, and their skills are also indistinguishable. Each of them is a powerful enemy. It's hard to tell the difference in a one-on-one battle, with one against four, so how can we take advantage? I'm afraid, only those Zidans trained by big families and great traditions who have inherited immortal magic since childhood can really succeed. Let’s overwhelm all Zidan with one force. He really thinks too highly of himself and is unable to do anything..."
"Could it be that he was worried that he would encounter Princess Jiuchongtian and the Sword Master of Xijianchi when he entered the depths of the secret realm, so he deliberately sought defeat?"
There were a lot of comments around him, and everyone was a little confused.
"Brother Ebony Taoist, what do you think?"
The Immortal Alliance guard looked at the master of Langya Pavilion and asked softly.
"What you all said makes sense!"
Mr. Ebony, one of the seven masters of the courtyard, was silent for a long time, and then whispered: "But we outsiders don't need to look at such a simple truth to understand it clearly. Do you think this kid can cultivate Zidan? Just can’t figure it out?”
The Immortal Alliance guard frowned and said nothing.
Mr. Ebony also fell silent, and after a while he said: "Besides, do you think he really relied on the Five Thunders of Tiangang?"
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"The heat is almost done..."
At this time, the three major thunder spirits had been restrained. Fang Yuan, who seemed to be deeply under siege, took a deep breath, and then secretly made up his mind: "These people are indeed the geniuses. "Character, if I had followed the inheritance of the Jin family in Tianlai City and practiced all the way, no matter how good I was in cultivating the Five Thunders of Tiangang, I would still be on par with them..."
"but… "
The next moment, facing the fierce pressure from everyone around him, he shook his sleeves, his magic power surged, and he went straight out.
"...Who said I only practiced one divine method?"
(End of chapter)