From the moment he decided to break into the formation, Fang Yuan held his breath.
And with this tone, he will at least go to the end and wait until his sword is sheathed before he can relax.
I thought I could let out this breath after defeating Li Jianghan, Tai Hezhen and others, but I didn’t expect that someone was actually blocking me. The young man in purple in front of me looked a little unfamiliar, but that’s not the case. It's important. At this time, a road is about to reach the end, and the fighting spirit in the heart has reached its peak. No matter who you are, if you stand in front of the road, you will lose first!
"You dare to draw your sword at me?"
The young man in purple clothes originally just smiled coldly, condescendingly, and wanted to scold these Xiaozhu Peak disciples. However, he did not expect that the madman in green robes did not say a word, and directly slashed at him with his sword. Indignant yet funny, his eyebrows stood up and twisted into the Chinese character "Sichuan". Then suddenly, he waved his sleeves out and said in a deep voice: "Get away!"
Boom!
With this flick, wind and fire appeared together, rolling and rolling. I don't know how much violent power was contained in the flick, like a dark cloud covering the sky.
"He is indeed a master..."
Fang Yuan also frowned. He was a discerning man. From the simple glance of the other party, he found that the other party's strength was surprisingly high. At least it was much higher than Li Jianghan and others. Not only had his cultivation level reached the eighth level of Qi training, On top of that, the operation of spells and the control of power have also reached a level of subtlety. I was really surprised, and at the same time, the sense of urgency increased rapidly!
"I don't know who this person is, but he actually came to trouble me at this juncture..."
"He deliberately waited until I was about to reach the merit monument before he stopped me. Could it be that he wanted to use me to gain fame and power?"
"Uh-huh!"
Several thoughts quickly flashed through his mind, and Fang Yuan quickly settled on one!
No matter who he is, no matter where he comes from, you must defeat him first!
When this thought arose, the green moon beside him suddenly shot out and hit the sleeves of the young man in purple. However, there was only a click and a series of violent sounds. After all, the sleeves of the young man in purple clothes were not real magic weapons. They were torn apart and flying in pieces like butterflies. However, Fang Yuan was crushed by this power and retreated quickly!
"You little bastard, how dare you fight back?"
The young man in purple obviously did not expect this scene. Although he did not actually suffer in this fight, on the contrary, it was he who repelled Fang Yuan and gained the upper hand, but his robe sleeves were torn. It cracked, revealing a bare arm, but it looked very ugly. This was a bit unexpected, and made him feel unbearable. Blood filled his narrow eyes!
"Uh-huh!"
From the Qiankun bag on his waist, a golden shadow suddenly flew out. He grabbed the golden shadow with a wave of his hand and smashed it down on Fang Yuan's head. It turned out to be a jade mace inlaid with golden dragon patterns. With one blow, Below, a roaring sound erupted in the void!
"My mouth stinks!"
Fang Yuan also confirmed one thing at this time. The person in front of him was definitely not an ordinary disciple of the Immortal Sect. His strength was simply terrifying. If he were to face him in normal times, he might not necessarily be sure of victory. But he had no time to think too much. No matter who he was, he was standing in front of him. As long as he stood in front of him, he would defeat him and return the sword to its sheath...
This is the only way to get back the position of true successor!
"It is like a river of steel that cannot be crossed by a thousand sails!"
Facing that blow, he shouted in his heart. The sword was placed across his chest, and his defense was flawless, without any flaws.
At the same time, a whole body of mana was activated crazily, spinning around the body endlessly!
What he practices is the Xuanhuang Yiqi Jue, and now that he has reached a small level of success, the advantages of Xuanhuang Yiqi are revealed, which can make his magic power extremely condensed and pure. More importantly, the two characters Xuanhuang represent What is heaven and earth, Xuanhuang Qi is taken from between heaven and earth. There is an all-encompassing mystery in his magic power, which can operate freely...
Whether he draws a sword or uses a spell, his power can be greatly increased.
"Bang!"
The golden dragon mace hit Fang Yuan's sword circle hard, and the sound shook all directions, making those who were close feel their gums sore.
But after the shock, he was surprised to find that Fang Yuan still had his sword standing in front of his chest without moving.
That trick was actually taken by him!
The other party's cultivation level was obviously much higher than his, but he took it forcefully!
How could his magic power be so powerful
"The kids these days are so arrogant that they don't even know how to behave..."
The young man in purple clothes was obviously a little surprised, but he soon gritted his teeth and sneered.
"Today, I will teach you how to be in awe of your fellow seniors!"
As he spoke, he suddenly flipped his hand and dropped his mace again. During this wave, countless phantoms of him seemed to appear in mid-air, and they fell down with his mace at the same time, one after another, one wave after another. The wave actually seemed like a dozen maces fell at the same time!
"Then...that's...how did he end up?"
When the young man in purple came to the end, some people in the crowd were panicked, some were surprised, some were confused, and some people did not know the young man in purple at all, and they were surprised where such a person came from. As for those who could recognize him, their expressions changed drastically, and they were as horrified as if they had seen a ghost. They felt that something had gone wrong and they really didn't know how to end it...
"A true heir of the Immortal Sect, you still have the nerve to bully your junior brother?"
On the hillside not far away, Little Pepper stood up as soon as he hit the chessboard and rushed down to intervene.
"It's inconvenient for you to take action at this time!"
But at this moment, the woman in white next to her stretched out her hand to grab her, and said calmly: "When you competed with him for the position of true successor, you lost to him. You were so angry that you didn't even want to go back to Shenxiao Peak to practice. After staying in the Spiritual Medicine Prison for so many years, you have violated some of the rules of the Immortal Sect, and now you have to deal with him, aren't you afraid that he will use this to cause trouble and force you to return to Shenxiao Peak?"
"Just go back... I won't go back yet!"
Little Pepper was so angry that she stamped her feet in anger, but she still endured it.
"Senior Sister Luo, take action quickly. You can't watch him being beaten by a true disciple..."
Junior sister Xiao Qiao also became anxious beside her and said anxiously.
But the woman named Luo smiled and said, "Why should I take action?"
Junior Sister Xiao Qiao was so anxious that she smiled and said: "It's not like he will definitely lose!"
Junior Sister Xiao Qiao was stunned after hearing this, and said stupidly: "The opponent is the true disciple from three years ago..."
The woman surnamed Luo smiled and said, "Isn't that Junior Brother Fang also vying for the position of true successor?"
At this time, both Junior Sister Xiao Qiao and Little Pepper were speechless.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
At this moment, the golden mace fell, and a series of sounds rang out. It seemed like it was just a mace, but an unknown amount of gravity fell on Fang Yuan's body. Smoke filled the area and gravel flew. Smoke and dust were flying all over the sky, even the merit stone wall was covered. People in the air around them could no longer see clearly what the scene looked like, but they just felt that their hearts were shaken...
"Hahahaha, don't you want to be a true disciple?"
The young man in purple waved his golden mace and glanced coldly: "Now do you know the gap between you and the true disciples?"
"knew… "
Fang Yuan, who was inside the smoke, replied solemnly.
At this time, he looked a bit embarrassed. The green robe on his body had been shattered by the shock. The palm holding the sword was also trembling slightly. This was the first time since he practiced swordsmanship. , he was forced to use his tyrannical strength to shatter the sword circle. Among the power of the golden mace, one of them had already struck him, and a wisp of blood fell from the corner of his mouth!
But there was a strange smile on his face, which seemed to be mocking and sighing...
From the words of the young man in purple, he had already heard the other party's identity...
Turns out he is a true disciple...
No wonder there are such cultivations and magic weapons...
However, this discovery did not make him feel scared, but instead made him sneer...
"I really have to thank you..."
When he opened his mouth to speak, the hatred for this true successor and the fury caused by being at a disadvantage in a fight for the first time in his life caused the black and yellow energy all over his body to rise immediately, and there was actually a faint feeling from the sky. Cyan, a sign of turning into red...
At the same time, the long sword in his hand was also trembling slightly!
In other words, it is not the sword that is trembling, but the demon mark on the sword body...
"If it weren't for your true successor showing up, I really wouldn't know..."
He swallowed a mouthful of blood that rushed to his mouth, and continued coldly: "It turns out that true disciples are nothing more than this!"
boom!
Just when he finished these words, a sudden and indescribably violent wind rose from the ground, blowing the surrounding smoke, dust and stone debris in all directions. The place was instantly clean except for the man holding a long sword. Fang Yuan stood in the middle of the field, his eyes locked tightly on the young man in purple. The next second, Fang Yuan suddenly stepped on the ground, and a large spider web-shaped pit immediately appeared on the ground!
"Whoosh!"
And he rushed to the young man in purple clothes, and without any skills, he slashed him with a sword.
"Haha, it turns out that the coffin is still missing... huh?"
The young man in purple clothes was sneering, but before he finished speaking, he was suddenly startled.
Fang was so fast and his strength was so amazing!
Even he felt a chill in his heart and had to shut his mouth, hurriedly waving his golden mace in front of him.
With a "pop" sound, the long sword and the golden mace collided together, creating layers of dragon roars.
(End of chapter)