"When the strong man of the Kun clan comes to visit, the Fang clan should bow down to greet him, but looking at the faces of a few people, it doesn't seem like they are here as guests!" The atmosphere was a little depressing, and just when the three old men in front of the Fang clan's mansion who were almost unbearable drank again, a deep voice suddenly sounded from within the Fang clan, and immediately circled slightly in everyone's ears like a lion's roar. Some passers-by who were not strong even bowed down in pain under the cheers mixed with pharmacopoeias.

"Fang Clan's Xuan-level low-level pharmacopoeia, roar angrily!"

Feeling the huge coercion coming from the Fang Clan's mansion, the faces of the three Kun Clan outside suddenly changed slightly. With the experience of the three of them for many years, it is naturally clear that the Fang Clan has not yet shown up at this moment, and it is naturally a shock to those who secretly covet it outside the Fang Clan, however, at this moment, judging from the instantaneous faces of the many strong people hidden in the trees, it is obvious that the Fang Clan has achieved a good deterrent effect.

"Brush!!" However, as soon as the shouting fell, the huge bronze gate of the Fang clan was suddenly opened, and at the same time, several sounds of breaking the air also suddenly sounded, and after that, several figures dragged out a long oblique shadow on the ground and landed in front of the three people of the Kun clan.

"Great Elder of the Fang Clan, Fang Xian!" Looking at the old man in front of him, the silver-haired old man among the three people of the Kun clan suddenly sneered and said, "Let's let your patriarch come out and speak!" You don't seem to have that qualification yet! ”

"The patriarch of the Kun clan in Yikun City, Kun Xing!" Looking at the silver-haired old man in front of him, Fang Xian's face shook slightly, and then he smiled and said: "The patriarch of Kun Xing came to greet the patriarch of the Fang clan, but unexpectedly, there are important things in the clan that are difficult to get out, so the patriarch of Kun still directly explains his intention and asks the old man to convey it!" ”

"Hmph, you're here to convey it?" Looking at the square string in front of him, the silver-haired old man known as Kun Xing suddenly sneered and said, "You are also worthy?" Let Fang Yan come out, although that demonic beast corpse has a huge value, it can't be your Fang clan's turn to have it alone! ”

Hearing this, Fang Xian's face, who was already small-bellied, suddenly darkened, and after that, the corners of his mouth also provoked a trace of sneering, and sneered: "The old man is naturally not worthy of talking to the Kunxing Patriarch who has reached the realm of the third-grade alchemist, although the old man doesn't know what the Demon Beast is dry, but he can guarantee that this really has nothing to do with the Fang Clan!" ”

"Fang Xian, I advise you to get out of the way, let the patriarch of the Fang clan come to explain this matter in person!" At this moment, before Kun Xing could speak, the old man in black robe next to him opened his mouth with a gloomy face.

"Heh, Fourth Pharmacist, you also have a share in opening your mouth here?" Fang Xian, who was originally full of anger, was counted down by Kun Xing, and at this moment, as if he had found a punching bag, he suddenly waved with one hand, and a breath that was strong enough to make the black-robed old man's heart palpitate, suddenly pressed towards the black-robed old man with a dark vulture face before, making the latter's face change instantly.

It seemed that he felt the coercion of the black-robed elder beside him, and the pupils of Kun Xing beside him instantly shrank, and after snorting coldly, a silver mellow elixir appeared in the former's hand, and with the fierce force of his fingers, when the elixir in Kun Xing's hand shattered into a fine silver texture and drilled into his palm, a cold drink suddenly sounded at the same time.

"Xuan-level Intermediate Pharmacopoeia, Crash Fist Fighter!"

As the cold cheer fell, Kun Xing's withered palm was instantly covered by a layer of silver film, turning silvery-white, and then slammed into his chest with one hand, and then slammed towards the square string in front of him with a thunderous momentum.

It seemed to feel the huge power on Kun Xing's silver-white palm, Fang Xian's old face also changed slightly, his body shook, and the coercion he had exuded before was suddenly withdrawn into his body, and then he wanted to dodge this aggressive palm, but he couldn't bear the speed of the former too fast, so Fang Xian didn't have time to react, so he suddenly raised his dry hands and blasted towards Kun Xing.

Seeing that Fang Xian dared to meet him without dodging, a hint of a playful joke suddenly appeared at the corner of Kun Xing's mouth, and then the green medicine spirit in his body suddenly began to operate, and then a substantial white energy spread in a ripple-like shape between the palms of the former's hands.

"Poof!" A low impact sounded heavily, and the four palms briefly touched, and then they separated instantly, and in the crazy use of the medicine spirit, Kun Xing suddenly took a few steps back, but on the other hand, on his old face, although he was also affected by Fang Xian's palm, he still had a faint smile.

And Fang Xian next to him was instantly knocked away by Kun Xing's palm, and his body was dragged out of the ground for a full ten meters before he stopped, and after his body stopped, Fang Xian's face was suddenly suffocated, and then his blood surged up, and a mouthful of red blood was spurted out.

The old face twitched slightly, and then when Fang Xian raised his somewhat trembling palm, looking at the white veins on the palm that kept pouring into his arm, the former's face instantly became gloomy and hideous.

"Tsk, the Great Elder of the Fang Clan, the Seventh-Grade Pharmacist, that's it!" Looking at the square string that was knocked away and immediately lay on the ground in embarrassment and couldn't move, the corners of Kun Xing's mouth suddenly rose and fell slightly, and then he sneered disdainfully.

"Elder Kun, you actually use such a trick as poisoning, aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you?" Just when the playful smile on the corner of Kun Xing's mouth had not completely dispersed, a low but slightly angry voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears like a bronze bell.

"Xuan-rank Advanced Pharmacopoeia, Ghost Seal Tiger!"

"Roar!" Just as the low anger fell, a black tiger shadow with a length of two feet suddenly jumped out from within the Fang clan, and then, when the low roaring tiger roar instantly tore out, a long black shadow dragged out of the air and collided with Kun Xing fiercely.

Looking at the huge black tiger shadow mixed with huge energy, Kun Xing's face changed eagerly, but his silver-white palm burst out again, colliding with the black tiger shadow heavily.

"Peng!" The deafening loud sound with a huge air flow suddenly centered on the impact site, and instantly spread rapidly towards the surroundings in the form of substantial ripples, and the surrounding trees died one after another under this strong air current, and many strong people hiding on it also fled here one after another, and hid in another corner again.

"Poof!" When the wind was calm and the black tiger shadow disappeared, I saw that Kun Xing, who was still calm before, suddenly covered his chest and took more than ten steps back, his face seemed to have become much paler because of the previous collision, and the hint of banter hanging on the corner of his mouth had completely turned into a deep chill at this moment.

"Whew!" Looking at the pharmacopoeia that made the patriarch of the Kun clan deflated with one move, everyone couldn't help but take a cold breath, and everyone knew in their hearts that the real highlight was the real beginning at this moment.

At the same time that everyone's faces changed slightly, at the gate of the Fang clan, a burly middle-aged man wearing a purple and black robe suddenly strode towards Kun Xing, looking at his appearance with a hint of anger, it was the patriarch of the Fang clan, Fang Yan.

"Fang Yan, heh, you finally dare to come forward!" Looking at Fang Yan who was walking straight towards him, Kun Xing's face changed slightly, and then he waved his sleeve robe lightly, and after skimming off the excess strength, Fang Xing's eyes were clear.

"Patriarch of the Kun clan, Kun Xing!" Listening to the silver-haired old man in front of him with the slightest hint of questioning, Fang Yan's pupils instantly narrowed slightly, and after gushing out the incomparable ruthlessness, he snorted heavily, and then pointed his hands directly at the Fang Clan's bronze casting gate, and said coldly: "Hmph, old thing, you don't look at where you are scattering!" ”

Looking along Fang Yan's finger, he saw that the plaque at the gate of the Fang clan was shining with dazzling golden light when the sun was pouring.

"Fang Clan!"