"Retreat!"

Fang Jueyu's sword technique was far beyond their imagination, was this really a powerful attack that an acquired martial artist could unleash? But why could he borrow the power of heaven and earth with his cultivation at the peak of his strength?

"Body Protector Sword Gang!" The four elders knew that they couldn't help themselves at this time, if they didn't join forces, they would definitely not be able to accept this move, and they would all be injured!

"Wow!" The sword formation was blocked by the body protection qi of the four elders more than half a meter in front of them.

Each sword made a constant buzzing sound, but it was difficult to advance half an inch or half a minute back.

The faces of the four people became extremely ugly, the body protection qi was the unique ability of the gang strength martial artist, even a bullet could not penetrate this layer of gang qi, but Fang Jueyu's attack was ten times more terrifying than the power of the bullet.

They were under tremendous pressure, even if the four of them joined forces, they could only barely block Fang Jueyu's attack, this move had completely exceeded the limit of the Gang Jin Martial Artist!

At this time, Wang Cong and Chen Menghan were late, but they didn't expect to see such a shocking side, Fang Jueyu actually relied on his own strength to control hundreds of sharp swords, forcing the four elders of the Gu Cang Sword Sect to such a degree.

"What is his origin?" Chen Menghan actually felt an oppressive force that no innate martial artist had ever given her from that move, looking at the world, where could she find such a swordsmanship?

"I'll lose it, Lao Fang, are you a swordsmanship? It's so handsome, teach me next time!"

"Can you guess this?" Wang Cong's nonsense actually really guessed correctly, "Okay, I'll teach you after you go back this time, as long as you are willing to work hard and spend time, I guarantee that you can beat this group of people in a year!"

"One year?" Chen Menghan's breath stagnated, even if he was a beginner in ancient martial arts in a year, how many martial artists couldn't touch the innate threshold for a hundred years, Fang Jueyu actually said that one year would be enough!

But thinking of Gu Yi who had reached the mythical realm, Chen Menghan seemed to feel that all this was possible, but it was just such a powerful force, why had she never heard of it?

"Not bad, it's not bad, four ordinary Gangjin martial artists can actually block a blow with fifty percent of my strength, which is not bad. Compared with the hideous expressions of the four people, Fang Jueyu looked extremely relaxed.

"What?

"Impossible, he must be bluffing, does he think he is an innate martial artist?"

"Whether it's a bluff or not, you'll soon know. Fang Jueyu turned around and turned around, and immediately gathered more cosmic source power on his own attack.

"Break it for me!"

"Click!" the incomparably strong body protection shattered in response, and the sword continued to move towards the four elders undiminished.

"Young man, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, you don't take my Gucang Sword Sect in your eyes like this!"

At this time, the white-haired old man who had been standing at the back finally moved. He stretched out two fingers and stabbed towards the void in front of him, and a golden sword qi suddenly collided with Fang Jueyu's attack.

The two forces were comparable, and the more than a hundred stainless steel long swords were actually shattered by these two opposing forces and turned into iron powder on the ground.

"What a strong sword qi!" his expression also changed slightly, the sword moves used by a young man at the peak of his strength were actually comparable to his sword qi.

Even if he didn't use all his strength, the gap between the innate martial artist and the acquired martial artist was huge, the power of the innate true qi was dozens of times stronger than the internal force, even the strongest acquired martial artist could not catch a move from the innate martial artist, but Fang Jueyu did it!

His body seemed to move instantaneously in front of the four elders, "It's really not easy to have this strength at a young age, but you have to remember that it is easy to break if it is too rigid!"

"You are the head of the Gu Cang Sword Sect?" Fang Jueyu looked the old man in front of him up and down, although the innate martial artist could be comparable to the latent element, but this ancient cultivation method would never be comparable to the orthodox potential development method of this highly civilized universe, and a peak innate martial artist might be able to barely compete with a junior latent element.

"Old man Gu Mo, the current head of the Gu Cang Sword Sect," Gu Mo said condescendingly, "Young man, you hurt my disciple and insulted my sect, this year's management fee has been increased to 50%, and I can not blame the past." ”

"Damn, I'm still here to ask for money. Fang Jueyu slapped his head, "I said that your brain is bad or my brain is broken?" inexplicably rushed to my house to collect protection money, I will now ask for compensation, and you are going to do it to me again, and now you are arguing here again?"

"Are you superior? where is the sense of superiority?" Fang Jueyu spewed out the words that had been piling up in his heart for a long time in one go, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was an old man, I am afraid he would have spat out fragrant fragrance.

"You're looking for death!" "The head of the faction, when has he been questioned like this, and Gu Mo has always been short-tempered and murderous, "The regulations of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, people in the ancient martial arts are not allowed to kill ordinary people indiscriminately at will, but if you kill you, then you don't have to be responsible, after you die, my Gu Cang Sword Sect will find someone to take over your property!"

"Wow!" As soon as Gu Mo stretched out his hand, a sword-wielding disciple's hand suddenly shot a pitch-black sword, compared to those ordinary swords made of stainless steel, this sword was definitely a divine weapon.

Innate weapons, only the master of the innate realm can create such a weapon, even if it is a congenital master, there are very few people who have innate weapons, and their value can hardly be measured by money.

"You want to kill me?" Fang Jueyu's tone became full of coolness, are these ancient martial arts sects robbers or bandits? Zhang Kou is either asking for money or protection money, how can Huaxia wantonly let these forces develop? I really don't understand.

"Young master, this person has the strength of a latent element, do you want me to make a move?"

"No, I want to see how my current strength compares to the innate master, if I can't do it, you can make another move!"

"Yes!"

"Looks like I'm going to have to find a chance to talk to the chief, it's time for these sects to be rectified. Fang Jueyu said to himself.

"Junior, it's also your honor to die under my ancient desert sword!"

It was not at all comparable to those elder disciples, Gu Mo's sword was fast and ruthless, even Fang Jueyu could only see the speed of his sword.

"Host, take out the sword left by your ancestors, this little broken sword is probably not enough for you to split with a sword!"

"yes, I almost forgot about it!"

Gu Mo's sword had already arrived in front of Fang Jueyu's eyes, but at this critical moment, an extremely heavy black ancient sword suddenly appeared in Fang Jueyu's hand.

The moment he instilled the cosmic source power mixed with it into this sword, the black rust on the ancient sword actually peeled off in an instant, revealing an incomparably sharp blade.

"Poof!" Fang Jueyu raised his sword to resist, only to hear a click, the sword in Gu Mo's hand actually broke in response, and with a blood arrow, his hand holding the sword was actually directly cut down by a sharp sword qi.

"Damn, so sharp?" Fang Jueyu used this thing as a blunt weapon before, and he couldn't imagine that this was also an indestructible weapon!

Gu Mo endured the severe pain and retreated dozens of steps, and immediately sealed the acupoint at the point of his broken arm, his lips trembled slightly, this is the treasure of the Gu Cang Sword Sect, and there are countless weapons broken under it, and it was actually easily cut off by Fang Jueyu.

"What kind of sword is this?" Gu Mo stared at the ancient sword in Fang Jueyu's hand with fear.

"Oh, you say this, this is my ancestral sword, you know it's powerful, right?"