Before Chu Changtian could even fall down, Long Guanming suddenly struck out a palm out of thin air and chased after him. I saw a ball of blood exploding from Chu Changtian's heart, and before he even hit the ground, his breath died.
Fang Xian'er just pushed Chu Changtian away and did not want his life. But Long Guanming's palm was merciless. Fang Xianer was furious and turned to glare at Long Guanming, "What are you doing?"
Long Guanming smiled coldly, looked at Fang Xian'er and said, "Miss Fang, sometimes a woman's kindness is the stupidest behavior!"
"You!" Fang Xian'er was furious, and her face changed color. [
Long Guanming snorted disapprovingly, turned around and shouted, "Kill! No one will be spared!"
Thirty-six dragon group masters each displayed their unique skills, and thirty-six sharp palm winds swept straight towards the masters of the Chu and Hua families.
Originally, Chu Yuguan and Hua Jiyuan, two innate masters at the peak level, could still block him. However, in order to fight a bloody path, the two of them had spent almost all their energy, and faced the attacks of thirty-six innate masters, they seemed powerless. As you can imagine, half of the already fragile defense line collapsed in an instant.
Among the Chu and Hua families, each master who has reached the innate realm will receive special care from two to three Dragon Group masters. The higher your martial arts, the faster you will die. Just like wheat being cut, in the blink of an eye, the masters of Chu and Hua fell to pieces.
Chu Yuguan's eyes were about to burst, and Hua Jiyuan was so angry that he vomited blood. The foundation accumulated by the two families for decades was about to collapse and completely turn into smoke.
"You bastards, stop it all!" Thirty-six dragon group masters were killing each other with great joy, when a loud roar came from mid-air, and the old man Wugen rushed over quickly with his supreme power. While the person was still in the air, before he landed, he opened his bows with both hands left and right, stirring up the spiritual energy of the world and launching a series of airtight attacks.
The old man Wugen broke through the shackles of innateness and still had the upper hand against thirty-six innate masters at the same time.
The powerful masters of the dragon group let out bursts of panicked exclamations and retreated wildly backwards. In just the blink of an eye, the Chuhua family's crisis was resolved.
The appearance of Wugen old man made Fang Xianer's heart tremble. She was too familiar with the aura exuding from the old man Wugen. It was an aura that only monks could release.
Thirty-six innate masters are invincible when facing warriors from the human world, but they are not enough when facing monks. Fang Xianer's heart sank, and she was already ready to take action.
Although Long Guanming's cultivation level was average, his eyesight was amazing. Just based on Old Man Wugen's eye-catching appearance, he could tell that Old Man Wugen was definitely not something that the masters of the dragon group could deal with, and he felt slightly nervous.
"Miss Fang, is it your turn to take action?" Long Guanming turned to look at Fang Xian'er.
Fang Xian'er snorted and walked up to Old Man Wugen.
Fang Xian'er's eyesight is good, but old man Wugen's eyesight is bad? With so many people in the audience, Old Man Wugen saw Fang Xianer at first sight. There was no way, Fang Xian'er was not only extremely beautiful, but also had the aura unique to a monk, which made the old man Wugen have to pay attention to her.
Old Man Wugen looked a little surprised. Before he came, he thought that there would be at most thirty-six dragon group masters here, but he didn't expect that he would meet monks here. And judging from Fang Xian'er's posture, her cultivation level seems to be not lower than his. Strictly speaking, Fang Xianer entered the first-level monk earlier than Old Man Wugen.
Facing Fang Xian'er, who was also a monk, the old man Wugen's expression became serious. He asked in a deep voice, "Girl, are you the same as him?" The old man Wugen pointed at Long Guanming with a look of disdain.
Fang Xianer glanced at Long Guanming coldly and said solemnly, "No! However, I can't let you kill him!"
"What if I must kill him?" The old man Wugen's expression also darkened.
"Then you have to pass my test first!" Fang Xianer pulled out the frost sword given to her by Jin Pingyue. The cold light flickered and was so sharp that the old man Wugen couldn't help but feel envious. Ever since he entered the realm of a first-level monk, he has not had a decent weapon. After using it for decades, it became increasingly uncomfortable after my skill improved. [
"Miss Fang, please be merciful for a moment! I think this old Taoist has good cultivation and is a useful talent. It's best if he can be conquered!" Long Guanming actually took up the idea of old man Wugen and made old man Wugen angry. His face kept changing from blue to red.
"No wonder my master wants to destroy your Long family. You two Long family brothers are really nothing! Long Guanyue is dead, and I think you will live to the end!" Old Man Wugen was very angry and shouted repeatedly.
"What did you say? My brother is dead!?" Long Guanming was shaken all over and stared at the old man Wugen with a look of disbelief, as if he wanted to smash the old man to pieces.
"Hehe... Your brother is so audacious that he dares to touch my master's people. What if he is not seeking death? Now your Dragon's Breath headquarters has been completely captured. I believe it won't be long before my master will come here and kill him. You look good!"
"Senior, are you telling the truth? The Qingu family has captured the Dragon Breath Headquarters?" Chu Yuguan was already in despair, but when he suddenly heard the words of the old man Wugen, he felt refreshed and rekindled. hope.
The old man Wugen nodded and said to him, "That's right! It's my master who asked me to save you. I'm here to guarantee that nothing will happen to you!"
"What about the thirty-six innate masters that Long Guanyue brought?" Hua Jiyuan's voice trembled slightly because of excitement.
"My master seems to be very interested in those thirty-six innate masters. Now I am afraid that they have been taken over by my master and become my master's subordinates." Old Man Wugen replied casually.
"What a shame!" When Fang Xian'er heard this, she couldn't help roaring, "Who do you think your master is? He can conquer the people of the Dragon Group just by saying he can. It's really ridiculous!"
The old man Wugen smiled and said, "Girl, don't believe it! My master's skills are all over the world. There is really nothing he can't do in this world. By the way, hehe... My master is handsome and handsome. I You look pretty good, and my master and I are a perfect match. How about I build a bridge for you, connect you with each other, and make this a good relationship in the world. Wouldn't it be wonderful for us to turn our hostility into friendship?"
"You're such a bad old man who doesn't know how to live or die, how dare you molest me and seek death!" Fang Xian'er was so angry that her face turned pale. Without saying a word, the frost sword in her hand fired out a sharp sword light. , heading straight for the rootless old man's throat.
The old man Wugen laughed wildly, and while retreating, he waved Fusheng, rolled up a piece of silver light, and swept it out sideways.
The two collided with a muffled sound, the sword light dissipated, and a few floating silver threads slowly floated down from the air. The old man Wugen couldn't help but sigh. After all, the ups and downs were no match for the sword in Fang Xian'er's hand.
"Little girl, why are you so angry? You have never met my master. If you had, I'm sure you would like it!" Old Man Wugen said with a smile.
Fang Xian'er became more and more angry. Holding back his anger, without saying a word, he unfolded his long sword and thrust towards the old man Wugen.
A monk is a monk. The frost sword in Fang Xian'er's hand seems to have come to life. It is constantly exhaling frightening sword energy, surrounding the old man Wugen, and constantly spinning, making others They couldn't help but sweat for the old man Wugen.
"Ha! Little girl, if I don't show my power as a tiger, you think I'm a sick cat!" After dodging several swords in succession, the old man Wugen snorted coldly, and suddenly shot out thousands of rays of silver from the floating in his hand. The colored light shot directly on Fang Xianer's sword edge.
Just hearing a jingling sound, like the sound of jade beads falling on a plate, the sword in Fang Xianer's hand trembled, and finally deviated from the trajectory and passed by the old man Wugen.
The fight between the two seemed ordinary, but it shocked the hearts of Hua Jiyuan, Chu Yuguan and others. The power unleashed by each move can be said to explain the art of martial arts incisively and vividly. Every small movement contained a secret that shocked them.
"Is this the power that a person who breaks through the shackles of nature can have? It's really amazing!" Hua Jiyuan has been happy all his life, but he has never been as surprised as he is today.
Why not Chu Yuguan? A wry smile on his face. In Jinxia Kingdom, he considered himself to be one of the top three masters, but in front of Old Man Wugen, all he could feel was his own weakness.
The shock wave caused by the collision between the two made everyone present feel like they were experiencing strong winds and waves on the sea. Even the surrounding aura was affected and made people suffocating. [
A ball of sword light, a ball of silver light, Wugen old man and Fang Xian'er were tightly entangled together, and the dance became more and more urgent, making it difficult for people to distinguish their true identities.
Click! There seemed to be a thunderbolt in the sky, and Old Man Wugen and Fang Xianer suddenly separated. Fang Xian'er's face was calm, showing no emotion or anger, but Old Man Wugen had a bitter look on his face.
A handful floated in the hand, leaving only a bare handle, and the silver threads flying all over the sky were a bit gorgeous. The tenacity of floating and sinking is ultimately inferior to the sharpness of the frost sword. The old man Wugen didn't lose because of his cultivation, but because of his weapons.
"Little girl, where did you get this sword?" Old Man Wugen threw the floating handle out of his hand and stared at the frost sword in Fang Xian'er's hand, looking salivating.
Fang Xian'er also knew that Old Man Wugen's cultivation was not inferior to his, but he just suffered from the lack of powerful weapons. He shook the frost sword and said somewhat showily, "What, do you want it?"
The old man Wugen nodded his head in a very ungraceful manner. How could he have any trace of the demeanor of an elder? If Qin Dong saw this and had to imitate the ostrich and bury his head in the soil, the apprentice would completely lose his reputation as a master.