Judging from the aura on his body, the young man in white robe was only in the Golden Core Realm, but after he made a move, the power that erupted from his body was surprisingly stronger than that of Guangling Ten Immortals, not only the aura of his body exploded like a volcanic eruption Even Su Ye is like a ghost, and Fang Xing, who has performed the agility mentioned in the Taishang Xiaoyaojing, is like a fairy and an illusion. Even in the divine light like a torrential rain, he can flexibly intersperse without a speck of dust , even the Ten Immortals of Guangling couldn't do anything about him, but this young master did it in one step.
In just one step, he arrived in front of Fang Xing, and then waved his palm to take a picture!
boom!
That palm seemed to be useless, but behind him, there seemed to be a figure in Tsing Yi who was several tens of feet tall, and he also pressed down with his palm, and then, an earth-shattering force moved toward Fang Xing Immediately suppressed...
The power of this palm is indescribably terrifying, there is nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide.
The palm of a mere golden elixir is even more domineering than the Ten Immortals of Guangling!
But at this time, facing this palm, Fang Xing was also stunned for a moment, unable to react for a while.
"The ghost face of the green fox..."
He could tell at a glance that this mask was obviously the green fox ghost mask that he planned to give to Xiaoman.
When his cultivation base was abolished back then, he was disheartened, so he left the mask in the ruins, and left a message asking Li Hongyi and others to find a way to give the mask to Xiaoman in Fuyao Palace. However, I feel that I have become a useless person, and I will probably never be able to bring Xiaoman back to me forever. In desperation, I still have the dignity and selfishness of a man. I don’t want Xiaoman to marry someone else, so I want to give this big gift Give it to her, as her help, so that she can be more confident when competing with others for the position of saint.
But later, when I met Wang Qiong and others, I also mentioned that Wang Qiong used to be a teacher in the Taoism of the Central Territory, and he couldn't get in touch with Xiaoman, but he knew Xu Lingyun, so he first gave the mask to Xu Lingyun, and Xu Lingyun entrusted Qing Fairy Ling gave the mask to Xiaoman, and Fang Xing didn't know many details in the middle. It was only after meeting Fairy Qingling in Moyuan that he learned from her that the mask did not fall into Xiaoman's hands in the end. He had won many tough battles with this mask, and he was sure at a glance that the mask was his own. He even said that the fairy spirit inlaid in the forehead of the mask might have been obtained from the demon land by himself. The ones that were sent over!
And this mask actually appeared in the hands of the young master of Fuyao Palace
Something is wrong...
boom!
Before even a thought flashed across his mind, the little boy's palm had almost hit his forehead.
Fang Xing had no time to think, his blood was surging, and when he couldn't wait to send it out, he slapped it with a bang!
The moment their palms were handed over, a circle of void fluctuations visible to the naked eye spread out, with the force of a madman, and even a phantom that cut the void in half, and after this palm, Fang Xing let out a muffled snort, and slid back several tens of feet, while the young man in white robe remained motionless, withdrew his palm with a puzzled expression, his gaze solemn.
"You can stop me from wearing a fox mask. You are very good. No wonder Fourth Sister thinks so highly of you!"
While speaking, fox fire began to emerge around her, circling her faster and faster, and the fire became stronger and stronger, stirring her clothes, making her look like a fairy, handsome Noble and pure, as if descending from nine heavens, free from smoke and dust.
"Who are you?"
But at this time, Fang Xing stepped back several tens of feet, flicked his wrist, but puffed up his chest again, and asked a question quietly.
"I told you that I am the young master of Fuyao Palace, and I came here today to teach Fuyao Palace a lesson for you, a murderous little devil!"
The young man in white robe sneered, raised his hands slightly, and the flames around his body suddenly surged, making him look particularly terrifying, and her voice also spread far away, like the sound of a dark thunder, shaking the whole world: "Don't think you can catch it!" It's a big deal to slap my palm, no matter how fierce your reputation is, you will suffer a big loss under my master's hands today, let you know what it means to be superior!"
"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"
While speaking, she suddenly slammed the magic formula, and the fire around her body rushed out like a poisonous dragon in an instant, coiling around the heavens in an instant, with terrifying agility, like iron chains straddling the sky and the earth. The air around Fang Xing's body was blocked, and he obviously wanted to use this spell to block Fang Xing's body skills, and then take the opportunity to rush over and gather all his magic power to kill the enemy...
"Back, back..."
Seeing this scene, even the surviving members of Guangling Ten Immortals all changed their expressions drastically, and all backed away. Although they were Nascent Souls, at this moment they felt that the magic technique displayed by the young master was unexpectedly Faintly had a suppressing effect on them, and he knew in his heart that this young master was originally a heavenly arrogance, and he had already stepped into the five-slashing realm, and now he directly used that strange treasure, and his strength skyrocketed again, reaching the level of their " "Pseudo-babies" can't reach the point, if it is affected, it will even lead to death.
"Director Wen, shall we..."
And in the capital city of Duobao Kingdom at this time, Manager Wen and the guards sent by the Yuan family also changed their expressions abruptly and asked in a low voice.
But Director Wen frowned: "Don't worry, what Patriarch means is that if Fuyao Palace doesn't send elders to act, then we should try not to act, so as to avoid the two sides not meeting each other in the future, and this young master's attack is ruthless. , but it looks like there is no murderous intent, even if you defeat our son of God, you may not be able to kill, and you have to be patient, and then attack when necessary... "
The other elders frowned when they heard the words. They were sent by the old god Yuan, but they also knew in their hearts that the Patriarch's intentions were not easy to disobey, and this Chief Wen represented the Patriarch to some extent. Meaning, after hearing what he said, I couldn't speak for a while, but I still had some doubts in my heart, so one person simply said directly: "Where is the bottom line of the Patriarch, please let Manager Wen express it!"
Hearing this, Director Wen narrowed his eyes, and after a while he laughed and said, "Just make sure he doesn't die..."
The other elders were surprised and quite puzzled.
But Manager Wen explained with a smile: "As long as he is alive, it's fine. Besides, it doesn't matter if he suffers a loss, is seriously injured, or even is crippled... Maybe for this disaster, being crippled If it’s gone, let him settle down…”
This time, the elders were really surprised, and they were speechless for a long time.
In my heart, I began to feel some sympathy for the little devil. It is really miserable to be a son of God to do this!
"Hee hee, some people even start to compare you with... with me, Fuyao Gong Shao Situ, it's ridiculous, I want to let people know today that a little devil like you, even after ten lifetimes of cultivation, is not worthy of being compared with us , today I will beat you up in front of everyone, take back our Qingyue Lantern, and let the world know that your ability is very limited... "
The white-robed young master became more and more proud as he fought, his figure was like smoke, and his avoidance was like fire. He used all kinds of exquisite spells, and his power was more than three times stronger. Provides powerful mana, so that she can not only exert terrifying power with every gesture, but also has a steady stream of mana, chasing Fang Xing and beating her all the way...
It's just that Fang Xing's current skills, why should he have the slightest bit of leisure, his body moves in smoke, and the fire in the sky can't restrain him. No matter how fierce the attack of this young man in white robes is, he can only hide for a while. He looked embarrassed, and seemed to be at a disadvantage. In fact, after fighting for a cup of tea, he didn't even hurt half of his hair. Instead, he observed the young man in white robe more and more, as if he was sure of something.
"It's just relying on the supernatural power of the green fox ghost face. What do you have to be proud of?"
Amidst the avoidance, Fang Xing even took some time off to sneer.
"So what about the divine power borrowed from the mask? If a human doesn't know how to use a weapon, what's the difference between him and a monkey..."
The little white-robed young man yelled unconvinced, he struck faster, and the endless spells covered a void, but the voices rang out in succession: "The magic weapon is made for people to use, and I hate those who are always ready to use it." Why don’t you use the divine power of the magic weapon? If you are so upbeat, don’t practice, anyway, practice is to use the power of heaven and earth to strengthen yourself, how is it different from using a magic weapon?”
"Yo, there is some truth in that..."
Fang Xing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was almost persuaded by this young man in white robe.
"That's natural..."
The little white-robed young man pursued Fang Xing relentlessly, but he proudly raised his head, admiring Fang Xing.
"But although you have borrowed this mask of divine power, I don't know if you know one thing?"
"What's up?"
Fang Xing, who opened his mouth while dodging the attack of the young man in white robe, had been calculating something in his heart. When he said this sentence, he suddenly pinched his fingers and stepped on the void with both feet, shocking his whole body. He actually rushed towards the little white-robed young master, but at this moment, the fairy spirit in the forehead of the young white-robed young master was dimmed, and it was at this moment that he lost the divine power contained in it. Coincidentally, the young man in white robe was hurriedly taking out a new fairy essence from the storage bag, but he was rushed to his side, his hand was like lightning, he grabbed his neck, pressed it straight into the air, and A hand removed the fox mask from his face.
It wasn't until this moment that Fang Xing laughed lowly, and said, "That is, I know a lot more about this mask than you do, my lord!"
"Wow..."
The young man in white robe was startled, as if he didn't expect to lose so quickly, he struggled violently: "Let me go! Give me back the mask!"
"shut up!"
Fang Xing's mana surged violently, forcibly sealing his eight extraordinary meridians, then his eyes turned cold, and he asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
"I... I am the young master of Fuyao Palace, if you dare to bully me, I... I will definitely..."
The white-robed young master even bit his tongue and refused to admit it, insisting that he was the young master of Fuyao Palace.
Fang Xing's face immediately sank, and suddenly he reached out to touch his chest twice, and then a look of anger appeared on his face.
"Bitch, you still dare to lie to me? Whose young master puts two steamed buns in his arms?"