Accept Yang Taxing as a slave!

Such courage is unmatched by anyone present, or rather, someone dares to think so in their hearts, but they definitely dare not say it.

What kind of identity Yang Taxing is, they all know very well in their hearts, it is a personal disciple of the Taishang Tianqing Palace, with a noble status, and he is under an elder, and that elder may be a saint.

Saint disciple, who dares to whisker?

But today, they saw that someone was so arrogant that he dared to say the words of accepting Yang Taxing as a slave, even though this is not true, but when the words are released, no one can match.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

And Wei Yu and the others, who were sitting on top of the eight-clawed blue bird, had gloomy faces, and their eyes were already full of killing light when they looked at Fang Yi.

Yang Taxing has an absolutely respected status in their minds, and they choose to follow Yang Taxing, so they naturally regard Yang Taxing as the leader.

Now Fang Yi is not only insulting their leader, but also insulting them, how can this make them calm down?

"You, looking for death!" Wei Yu looked at Fang Yi with murderous intent.

"I originally wanted to take you as a slave, but you didn't know what to do, and insulted Senior Brother Taxing, that is, you yourself sought death. A young man said gloomily, with bad intentions.

"Since you don't want to kneel, let me wait to see you on your way. ”

Their eyes were cold, and they wanted to kill Fang Yi here.

Except for Wei Yu, the rest of them are all outer disciples of the Taishang Tianqing Palace, however, even if they are outer disciples, they are equivalent to personal disciples in ordinary sects.

It was because they had absolute confidence and self-confidence that they would kill Fang Yi here, in their opinion, it was not a big deal.

"You're just a group of Yang Taxing's lackeys, send me on the road? Okay, I'll send you on the road first, and then I'll send that Yang Taxing on the road. Fang Yi said lightly, it was also a provocation.

Fang Yi had heard of the Taishang Tianqing Palace, which was one of the top ten sects in the Great Thousand Star Domain, powerful, extremely terrifying, and profound, and there were many saints among them, which could not be provoked.

However, even if he can't be provoked, the other party has ridden on his head, and if he doesn't fight back, then he is really afraid.

And Fang Yi didn't plan to talk nonsense with these people anymore, he put away the black prison, but took out the Silent Extinction Knife, which was to lift the knife and use it too void to walk towards Wei Yu and them.

"Hmph, look for death!" Wei Yu's eyes were cold: "Up!"

At that moment, I saw those young men rushing towards Fang Yi on the eight-clawed blue bird, the eight-clawed blue bird stretched out its cyan wings, each of which was five meters long, and its feathers were as sharp as iron, with a rich and powerful aura.

They are all spirit beasts, they are all king-level, naturally extraordinary, it is difficult for ordinary monks to have such mounts, and only a sect with a strong foundation like the Taishang Tianqing Palace will send such spirit beasts to its disciples one by one.

In an instant, as soon as Fang Yi approached, these young men seemed to have been prepared, and they took out a magic weapon one after another, intertwining with each other, instantly forming an iron-colored spider web, blocking the square space and enveloping Fang Yi in it.

This spider web is very unusual, each spider silk is as strong as a divine soldier, not only sharp, but also very tough, Fang Yi tried to bend his fingers and pull it, leaving a faint light mark on his skin.

"This is the spider silk spit out by the emperor-level demon beast, sharp and tenacious, the emperor below the third tribulation is trapped in it, and he can't escape at all, he can only wait for death!" said a young man confidently, very arrogant.

The Three Tribulation Emperors were trapped in the cobwebs, and there was only one death, and they had used this to kill many Nine Tribulation Realm Emperors, which was a big killing move for them.

Fang Yi, who was in this iron-colored spider web, looked calm, didn't say a word, and released his own momentum.

The next moment, Fang Yi no longer used the Taixu step, but used the Shenluan footwork, stepped out in one step, and disappeared in place.

"Is it a joke!"

"Transfiguration!"

Several young people quickly injected Yuan Force into the cobweb, and they saw that this large web was rapidly deformed and shrunk sharply, and the space had a tendency to compress, and it would eventually converge into a ball.

And according to their estimates, once this cobweb was gathered to the extreme, it would be when Fang Yi died.

Because, the emperor below the three tribulations has never escaped from this.

"If you dare to insult Senior Brother Stepping Star unashamedly, this is your fate!"

"Your time of death has come!"

"Haha, die!"

Several young men had cruel sneers on their faces, in their eyes, Fang Yi couldn't escape, in their magic weapon, he would definitely die.

And in the distance, Wei Yu, who was sitting on the broad back of the eight-clawed blue bird, was the same, his face was proud, his expression was sneering, and he was extremely disdainful.

"I thought you had a lot of skills, but it turned out that you were just a straw bag. Wei Yu muttered to himself.

The iron-colored spider web quickly retracted, and it was only the size of a fist, and with the sharpness of the spider web, as long as the emperor below the three tribulations was in it, the flesh would be directly cut off, and there was nothing to earn.

Several young men laughed proudly.

One of the young men was even more proud, stretched out one hand, and then grabbed it in the air, and shouted softly: "Burst!"

There was an explosion in the cobweb, which had shrunk to the size of a fist.

"Hmph, I thought it was so powerful, it turned out to be just a waste!"

"It's ridiculous to be killed like this!"

"He was still very confident just now, but now he is so easily killed by us, it seems that his mouth and his own strength are not at the same level......"

Several young people mocked and ridiculed, unspeakably proud.

It's just that, at this moment, a calm and indifferent voice suddenly sounded: "I'm not dead yet, how happy are you guys?"

The sound sounded in their ears, causing their smiles to freeze instantly, and their faces to look ugly.

The next moment, they saw a figure suddenly fly out, and a huge palm grabbed the iron-colored cobweb, which had been gathered to the extreme, and probed closer.

"Come back!" several young men were startled as they summoned magic weapons with their spiritual thoughts.

However, the cobweb was pinched by Fang Yi in the palm of the conjured hand, and it didn't move at all.

Fang Yi stood in the air, with a cold smile on his face, his huge palm folded.

Bang!

The cobwebs exploded, and this emperor-level magic weapon was crushed by Fang Yi's hand.

"What?!" several young men were horrified.

"Now it's my turn. Fang Yi's body moved, and he walked towards several young people again.

Just now, Fang Yi just wanted to try what methods these young people had, after all, they were disciples of the Taishang Heavenly Qing Palace, but now that they looked at it, it was not very good, and Fang Yi had no interest in playing.

Fang Yi moved instantly, drawing out a golden light, and in an instant, he arrived in front of a young man, and with a wave of the Silence Sword.

An arc of crescent-like sword light flew out diagonally......

Burst!

This young man didn't even have time to scream, and was slashed by Fang Yi!

"Retreat!"

The other young men looked pale and extremely frightened, Fang Yi killed their companions with a single sword, they were not stupid, they knew that only staying here was just death, so they retreated to Wei Yu's side one after another.

"Don't panic, junior disciples, I'm here!" Wei Yu said.

Seeing that Wei Yu quickly took out a black iron bowl and injected it with Yuan Force, the black iron bowl flew out, quickly enlarged in the air, and was as huge as a small mountain, entangled with black light, majestic and huge.

"Go!"

Under Wei Yu's manipulation, the black iron bowl flew up, and then leaped towards Fang Yigai.

Rumble!

Fang Yi was covered in a black iron bowl like a hill.

"But that's it!" Wei Yu said.

"Senior Brother Wei Yu is so powerful!"

"It is worthy of being a three-tribulation emperor, a fourth-level magician, and the magic weapon is so powerful!"

Those young men were shocked, and when they saw Fang Yi being imprisoned by a black iron bowl, they all slapped their horses at Wei Yu.

"It's just a small measure. Wei Yu smiled indifferently.

It's just that the smile on Wei Yu's face quickly froze, because the black iron bowl like a hill trembled violently at this time, and it had the potential to be lifted.

Wei Yu's expression was awe-inspiring, and he immediately took out a few rune papers, those rune papers exuded a powerful aura, all with the word 'town', and they all pounced on the black iron bowl, with the potential of ten thousand jun, so as to increase the black iron bowl to cover Fang Yi.

However, after a moment of silence......

Click!

A crescent-like sword light rose into the sky, slicing through the black iron bowl like a hill from the bottom to the top, splitting it in two.

"Huh?" Wei Yu's expression showed shock.

Unexpectedly...... Broken with a knife?!

That's impossible!

Wei Yu couldn't believe it, and then, he quickly came up with another means, all kinds of rune papers, magic weapons, all of them were all out, and blasted towards Fang Yi.

A figure with a knife flew out of the cracked black iron bowl, like a meteor, rushing towards Wei Yu at a high speed, and where he passed, all the rune paper magic weapons were all shocked at this moment.

Break the law in one body!

"It's not good, run away!" When Fang Yi's figure finally approached, Wei Yu was finally frightened, and without thinking about it, he turned around and fled.

However, Fang Yi was faster than Wei Yu, and when Wei Yu had just had this thought, Fang Yi had already appeared above his head, and then sank downward.

Rumble!

Fang Yi stepped on the top of Wei Yu's head, and the eight-clawed bluebird that Wei Yu was riding fled towards the ground, smashing a deep pit dozens of zhang wide on the ground.

(End of chapter)