Originally, without the watering of love, the fury was like a flower transplanted to a foreign place, and the soul was gradually withdrawn.

Xun Yu's arrival made him feel the hope of living, but the words from this kid's mouth were once again like ice rain, making him cold all around.

If no miracle happens, he will make the kid in front of him who looks the same as Xingyu's eyebrows and eyes turn into powder in an instant.

But this speech thousands of miles away made me stand in horror, I didn't dare to think about it anymore, I looked into the distance tremblingly, and I understood everything.

Lingxi Mountain Fan Cha, this name was very harsh for a while.

The youngest person among the older generation of disciples of the Lingxi Sect should have been the leader of the Lingxi Sect, but Fan Zhu's ambition was not in the Lingxi Mountain, so he did not inherit the mantle of the Lingxi Mountain.

But this young uncle, who refused to go down the mountain for decades, suddenly visited the Immortal Cave Mansion today, what is the purpose?

For the sake of this kid in front of you?

With this kid's seniority, the pheasant has no name and no straw sandals, and it seems that Fan Zhu's shoes are not worthy.

Coming for trouble with yourself?

Back then, everyone's spearheads were all pointed at Xingyu, who would doubt themselves, could it be that this Fan Zhu was as smart as the kid in front of him? But that catastrophe fury skipped Gao Tang Prefecture, and it didn't hurt a single grass or tree of the Spirit Rhino Sect at all.

Xun Yu didn't have any intention of making fun of him at the moment, if the kendo madman in front of him really fought with his senior uncle and ancestor, what were Fan Zhu's chances of winning?

Fan Zhu stood a hundred miles away from Longxiang Mountain, and said in a loud voice: "Lingxi Mountain Fan Zhu, on the shore of the Bohai Sea, he will fight and rage at his predecessors!"

The fury settled his mind, and he couldn't guess the purpose of Fan Zhu's sudden request for battle, was this a conspiracy, or a justifiable challenge to the rivers and lakes?

His right hand suddenly threw the drinking wind to the ground, and said viciously: "Boy, I'll clean you up when I come back!" ”

Then, although there was a sad look on the furious face, the momentum did not diminish at all, and he also said loudly: "Furious, accept Fan Zhuzhan's book, and make an appointment to fight on the shore of the Bohai Sea!" ”

Xun Yu saw the furious forced smile, for this self-proclaimed swordsman who was not in the Lingxi Mountain, fear arose in his furious eyes, no one knew Fan Zhu's true strength, because those who fought with Fan Zhu died ugly.

It seems that it is more difficult to get an answer from the mouth of a dead man than to ascend to the sky.

With this cold provocation of the content, the fire of the rivers and lakes that was extinguished in his heart burned again.

In fact, the orthodox challenge has always been one of the most common ways to exchange and learn from swordsmanship, which is completely different from picking quarrels and provoking troubles.

Once some people use dark means to hurt the other side, they will be deeply shamed by the rivers and lakes, this kind of person loses his morality, and he is not worthy of being a Jianghu person.

Fan stood on the surface of the Bohai Sea, with a huge whirlpool circling under his feet.

The sea water is gushing up, the white foam is overflowing, the blisters are bursting one after another, and the fish and shrimp are hiding and disappearing!

A moment later, a black smoke flew out of the sword mound on the peak of Longxiang Mountain, extremely turbid, covering the sky and the sun, and the clouds and fog confronted Fan Zhu, and the Bohai Sea was quiet for a moment.

Fan Zhu did not forget to bow down, dressed in a white robe, extremely dashing, and said softly: "The junior swordsman took the liberty to visit, and I hope that the angry seniors will forgive me for the offense." ”

Fury stretched out his right hand and said, "Needless to say, please!" ”

This old man with black smoke on his body is a little unfazed, no matter how famous Fan Zhu is in the rivers and lakes, but the age is there, the one in front of him is an immortal body living in the Immortal Cave Mansion, even if he has not been down Longxiang Mountain, he has lived hundreds of years longer than you.

Furious, he boasted that he had practiced more swordsmanship and sword skills than Fan Zhu had ever seen, and he was even more happy to practice a hundred years of condensation, although the progress was extremely slow, but it was enough for you, a junior who was hundreds of years behind.

Just one sentence, and the fury will not say more.

Fan Chai was carrying the glittering Qingtian Sword behind him, and he didn't plan to unsheath it.

The black smoke on the furious arm was like two spacious big sleeves, gently raised, crossed into the sea, dragonflies dotted the water, floated forward, and suddenly the big sleeves waved, and the two water columns rushed straight into the sky, surging towards Fan Zhu in the air.

Drinking Wind watched everything in that illusory realm, and this fury had a bit of a conscience, and it didn't seal Drinking Wind's sight, so that he could watch such a battle!

The strongest battle in Gaotang State!

Seeing such a scene, Xun Yu's heart was surging in an instant, and he was amazed: "What a high condensation!" This move is full of courage, how should Uncle Shi respond to the enemy? ”

Fan Zhu's feet were condensed and circulating, his body rose and rose, and the water column chased after him, and he was about to touch the soles of his feet, Fan Zhu still refused to pull out the Qingtian Sword behind him, stretched out two fingers, and said lightly: "Go down!" ”

Sure enough, the two columns of water were pressed down as if they had touched a stone slab with a plane like a mirror.

Xun Yu said to himself: "It's all technical work, this furious condensation cultivation is very high, and the master uncle is not bad, I'm afraid it will be difficult to tell the winner for a while!" ”

Xun Yu settled down and watched the movement on the shore of the Bohai Sea.

The fury was far away from Fan Zhu, and the water vortex under his feet became bigger and bigger, and the water momentum gradually became monstrous, as if it were boiling.

Suddenly, the black smoke on Fury's body turned into a black long sword, flying and hovering around him, forming a powerful aura, and a huge bubble burst out of the seawater, enveloping the Fury in it.

Fan was very indifferent, watching the next move of the fury.

As a junior, it doesn't seem too good to take the initiative, but as a senior, isn't it a loss of integrity to be angry?

But he is eager to win, as long as he can win, who cares whether this victory is glorious or not, let alone within a hundred miles, but no one can see it.

But the reality is often very devastating.

The old man, who was mounted on a five-colored bird, was still brushing his beard, drinking fine tea, and watching all this with open eyes.

As long as it is related to the drinking style of things or people, the elderly are very concerned.

No one in this world knows the true face of the old man, and no one can tell the origin of the old man.

And the old man has reached the pinnacle realm of the sword immortal, and he can really kill one person in ten steps, and he will not stay for a thousand miles.

This is the way of a swordsman!

The old man looked at it fixedly, and said conclusively: "Fan Zhu, this kid has two hits, and this hundred-year-old fury is afraid that he will be tormented here!" ”

The old man was smiling, very amiable, and kind-eyed.

Suddenly, the old man turned his gaze to the body of the drinking wind, and said earnestly: "Look at it, look at it well, you will see it if you see more, how can there be a clear provision in this world that this thing is his, not yours, stealing a teacher, is also a kind of cultivation, but it is necessary to steal more powerful, and the blue is better than the blue!" ”

If Ling Xiaohan saw someone else stealing the teacher, he would definitely go up and scold him.

If Deng Jungui sees someone stealing the teacher, he will have a strong shame in his eyes.

Liu Shenyu doesn't care about that, as long as it has nothing to do with me, why should I care about him.