"You... What do you want to do?! ”

A group of big men stared at him and laughed evilly, making Fang Sheng's scalp tingle.

"I'm not going to invite you to dinner!" He said solemnly.

Bang!

Everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect almost fell, who would scarce your kid's food?!

Ling Tianhou's face darkened, and he was a little speechless at Fang Sheng's stinginess.

"Little ghost, don't blame our Heavenly Sword Sect for bullying the small, if you want to blame it, you can only blame your bad luck, worship Wuyazi as a master, whoever comes out to solve him."

Ling Tianhou's face was full of pride, and his master's demeanor was revealed, and he gave a faint command to the disciples behind him.

"I'll come, to deal with such a little kid who hasn't grown up yet, I don't need your senior brothers to make a move."

At this time, an arrogant man with a thin figure and his hair standing on end stepped out, he crossed his arms, glanced at Fang Sheng with some contempt, and said lightly: "It is enough to have my Liu Qingyun, who is ranked tenth in the Heavenly Sword Sect." ”

"Okay, Senior Brother Qingyun, I'll leave it to you!"

"Give him some color and see!"

"People are still children, pay attention to their hands, just scrap his two hands."

A group of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples coaxed.

What's the situation?

I don't seem to have done anything, have I?

Why are you all so fierce?

I still want to waste other people's two hands for no reason, how can I be like this.

Fang Sheng scratched his head, a little confused, the Immortal Cultivation Realm was really too dangerous!

"Hehe, it's just the third layer of gas refining!"

Liu Qingyun's cold gaze swept over Fang Sheng, and found that the latter's cultivation was only at the third layer of Qi refining, and the contempt on his face was even stronger.

He calmly stretched out a finger, aimed at Fang Sheng, and said proudly: "To deal with a small character like you, I only need one finger is enough!" ”

Fang Sheng blinked, the cultivation realm was deliberately revealed by him in the third layer of qi refining.

The immortal cultivation realm is so dangerous, you must keep a low profile when you come out to mix.

As a pure teenager at the age of twelve, he must know how to disguise his strength.

The third layer of qi refining, coupled with such an innocent sunny face, is estimated to be able to deceive a large number of people.

"Come to your senses, little ghost!"

Liu Qingyun sneered, and the cultivation in the middle stage of the Foundation Building Realm completely exploded, and a green spiritual power qi sword condensed from his fingertips, quickly breaking through the air, and hitting Fang Sheng's chest heavily.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the powerful spiritual power light wave stirred up the dust in the sky, completely submerging Fang Sheng's thin figure.

"Haha, Senior Brother Qingyun, you are inevitably too heavy, this finger is down, this little disciple of the Shushan faction may be crippled if he does not die." Someone laughed.

"Hmph, this little ghost is unlucky to meet me!"

Liu Qingyun laughed and said proudly: "My Tianxia Xi Divine Finger has been practiced to the point of perfection, and even a monk who has built a perfect foundation can hardly bear my finger, not to mention a little ghost who is only a third-level Qi refining demon, he is definitely crushed...... Well? ”

When the smoke dissipated, an overly handsome figure slowly revealed.

With black hair and black eyes, his body was thin but standing straight, his handsome face had no expression, he put his hands in his pockets, and was looking at Liu Qingyun calmly.

"No way, you... You're still alive?! ”

Liu Qingyun's face was full of sluggishness, and he stared at Fang Sheng in disbelief.

A mere third-layer qi refining has received a slap from his own Tianxia Creek Divine Finger, but he is not dead, how is this possible!

What answered him was an air punch, which was shot out of the air, shaking the void, and the terrifying fist wind carried a piercing air explosion, hitting Liu Qingyun heavily.

"Ah......h

Liu Qingyun screamed, spurted a mouthful of blood, and his body retreated backwards like a cannonball, and was knocked hundreds of thousands of meters away in an instant, disappearing into the northern sky.

"You poke me, I'll punch you, fair!"

Fang Sheng snorted at his fist and nodded seriously.

"Liu Qingyun who defeated with one punch, and it's also an air punch, how can this be ?!!?"

The audience was shocked!

The air around them seemed to freeze, dead and silent!

"This little ghost is not simple!"

Ling Tianhou's eyes shrank suddenly, and a trace of solemnity appeared in his gaze looking at Fang Sheng.

Of course, only a hint of it.

He admitted that he had lost his eyes, but he didn't expect that this little ghost of the Shushan faction still hid his strength, but this couldn't move him as a powerful person in the Yuan Infant Realm!

"Hehe, this little imp is quite interesting."

Jian Chen glanced at Fang Sheng with interest, the corners of his mouth outlined a curvature, and said confidently: "But compared to me, it's still far behind!" ”

"A few more people, try the true strength of this little ghost."

Ling Tianhou put his hands behind his back, his deep eyes glowed, and he was ready to send the rest of his disciples to solve Fang Sheng in one go.

"Let's do it together!"

In the next moment, except for Jian Chen, the senior brother of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the other eight disciples all stepped out, their faces gloomy, and they stared at Fang Sheng coldly.

These eight people are very strong, and their cultivation is all above the late stage of foundation building, and the second senior brother has also reached the initial realm of the Jiedan, and his power is very terrifying.

As they stood together, their strong spiritual power rippled out, gradually forming a spiritual pressure comparable to a hurricane, shattering rocks, uprooting ancient trees, and even squeezing the earth and collapsing.

"Hey, it's windy~"

Fang Sheng's black hair was messy by the other party's spiritual pressure, and his little face showed a touch of surprise.

"Little ghost, that's the end of it!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of the second senior brother's mouth, and a group of people gradually surrounded Fang Sheng, each of them was accumulating spiritual power, and the light all over his body skyrocketed, and the violent spiritual pressure all attacked Fang Sheng in the center.

"Haha, we don't have to do anything to deal with this little ghost, we can squeeze him down with spiritual pressure alone!"

"The eight of us are standing here, and the powerhouses of the Dan Realm will all be squeezed and lying down, let alone a little ghost refining qi."

"Just stay quiet, he won't be able to hold on for a long time."

All the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect stood calmly in place one by one, a confident smile appeared on their faces, they didn't make a move, but wanted to quietly watch Fang Sheng being defeated by the spiritual pressure.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Sheng stood in the center of everyone's strong spiritual pressure, and even the ground under his feet couldn't withstand this strong pressure, and began to break inch by inch, but he stood still and was not affected in any way.

He yawned boredly, a little unsure of what the gang was trying to do.

"Okay, since you don't make a move, then I'll do it first."

Fang Sheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, he raised his fist and blasted directly at the four people in front of him, a piercing thunder sounded in the air, and the sharp fist wind swept out of the air rubbing against it.

This punch was mediocre, and it didn't use any immortal power, but Fang Sheng had already become an immortal in the flesh, and relying only on the power of the flesh was extremely terrifying, and he could tear the void with his bare hands.

"Boom!"

The power of one punch shook the heavens and the earth, directly blasting the four Heavenly Sword Sect disciples in front of him away, he didn't have any stagnation, and aimed at the rear and blasted out another punch, easily knocking the rest of the people away together.

However, in an instant, all eight Heavenly Sword Sect disciples were defeated.

"It's a weak ......"

Fang Sheng was a little bored, and hooked his fingers at Ling Tianhou and Jian Chen, who were full of sluggish faces: "Don't waste time, I haven't had lunch yet, you two can go together!" ”