"Why don't you dare, Brother Fang, I dare!" Dongfang Daxu also came to be arrogant, picked up a pot and drank it.

The two directly ignored each other, making the middle-aged man's face hideous for a while, and then with a wave of his hand, the eight figures surrounded him again, and stopped only ten meters away from the two.

"This is Dongfang Gongzi, right? Our Shui Renzong and your Dongfang family have always been harmonious, and there is no entanglement, and today's affairs have nothing to do with you, I hope you will leave quickly. The middle-aged man said again.

Fang Youyuan looked at Dongfang Daxu, who had taken a big sip, and said: "Brother Dongfang is really a happy person, we have already enjoyed ourselves today, why don't we leave it at that, how about we drink it another day?"

"Today is a great time, but I can't say goodbye, I came with Brother Fang, and naturally I have to go with me. Dongfang Daxu laughed, ignoring the middle-aged man, but telling him his position clearly.

"Okay, good, good! In that case, don't blame me for being rude!" The middle-aged man was ignored several times, laughed angrily, and shouted: "Let's go up together, chop him for me!"

When the sound fell, seven figures flashed out seven big knives and rushed towards the two like arrows, while the middle-aged man stood beside him and swept the formation.

Dongfang Daxu saw that only one person rushed towards him, and the other six people all rushed towards Fang Youyuan, obviously despised, and couldn't help but be annoyed, and smashed the wine jar with most of the jar of wine in his hand on the head of the visitor.

"Phew!"

The wine jar cracked in response, countless fragments were scattered all over the ground, and the wine splashed the man's body, the man snorted, took a few steps back, shook his head a few times, wiped the wine from his face, and said angrily: "I just wanted to entangle you, and I didn't want to embarrass you, since this is the case, then I won't spare you!"

After speaking, his figure flashed, and a long knife flashed out a silver light and rushed towards Dongfang Daxu.

The six people who rushed towards Fang Youyuan surrounded Fang Youyuan in the middle, the light was intertwined, and the sound of metal hitting was endless, but they saw that Fang Youyuan was also a gray long knife, and it did not fall behind at all.

Fang Youyuan originally wanted to use the Yuan Killing Sword to quickly fight and make a quick decision, but when he saw that the other party came to the third layer of the Qi Control Realm, and the three of them only had the first layer of the Qi Control Realm, which was lower than his own cultivation, he wanted to hone his sword skills more, since he fused the Soul Devouring Knife, he had only cultivated a set of "Innocent Sword Techniques" in the memory of the Yuanji Immortal Emperor, and he hadn't really played it yet!

There are a total of nine styles in "Wu Delusion Sword Technique", and at present, Fang Youyuan has only comprehended the first two styles, and the latter ones have not yet been comprehended.

"The first type, no unjustified disaster!"

Fang Youyuan secretly snorted, only to see the gray long knife secret pattern faintly flickering, as if a burst of desolate aura came from the distant sky, causing the surrounding air flow to suddenly surge, as if the void was distorted, the seven Tsing Yi figures suddenly felt like falling into a mire, their bodies were extremely heavy, and their movements became slow.

"What kind of move is this?" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was taken aback when he saw the situation in the field, and his figure flashed and he stepped forward to rescue his companions.

Fang Youyuan saw that the middle-aged man was a ninth-level cultivator of the Qi Control Realm, and he couldn't help but have a rising battle intent, and he even wanted to really try how strong his combat power was, to see if he could take the opponent's moves.

As soon as I had this thought in my heart, I saw that the other party's figure had just moved, and there was already a palm shadow covering his head, the strong wind was blowing on his face, and he was hunting, and the palm shadow contained a huge power of artistic conception, which shrouded Fang Youyuan's whole person.

The one who dragged Dongfang Daxu was a young man from the fourth layer of the Qi Control Realm, although he couldn't defeat Dongfang Daxu, it would not be a big problem to hold him for a while.

Dongfang Daxu saw that the middle-aged man's palm was so powerful, and he had already enveloped Fang Youyuan, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, and suddenly his hands were sealed, and a round of red sun appeared above his head, shining brightly.

"Sun Magic!"

Dongfang Daxu secretly sighed in his heart, only to see that the red sun's light suddenly became more and more brilliant, dazzling, and the eyes of the young man who was entangled with him closed involuntarily, but in this instant, a sword light cut his throat, and there was an additional corpse on the ground.

Dongfang Daxu's figure did not stop, and he pounced directly on the middle-aged man.

At this time, the middle-aged man's huge palm print had already slapped down on Fang Youyuan, and the whistling palm wind caused the tables and chairs around Fang Youyuan to instantly turn into debris and scatter in all directions, and a hurricane-like air vortex suddenly engulfed Fang Youyuan's figure.

Dongfang Daxu was shocked, the Sun Divine Technique was used again, and a round of red sunlight was dazzling, but a sword light covered by the brilliance flew towards the head of the middle-aged man in green clothes.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was worthy of the ninth-layer powerhouse of the Qi Realm, and even if his eyes were closed, he could sense all the attacks around him, so he snorted coldly, and he didn't see much movement, but he turned his hand and slapped Dongfang Daxu with a palm.

"Presumptuous!"

A broken cry suddenly came from the distance in the hall, and suddenly a big hand met the palm of the middle-aged man.

"Boom!"

The two palm shadows collided, and they disappeared into invisibility with a bang, but Dongfang Daxu's body shot back backwards, and was grabbed in his hand by a flying figure.

The figure landed, and a burly middle-aged man figure appeared in front of Dongfang Daxu.

"Fifth uncle, save Brother Fang!" Dongfang Daxu hurriedly shouted when he saw this person.

"Don't worry, your brother doesn't need to be saved for the time being. ”

The person who came was Dongfang Ning, the fifth uncle of Dongfang Daxu, who was at the peak of the ninth layer of the Qi Control Realm, and was only one step away from the Sage Realm.

The middle-aged man from the Shui Renzong saw that Dongfang Ning had no intention of making a move after saving Dongfang Daxu, and he also blocked Dongfang Daxu and prevented him from entering the battle circle, so he was relieved and began to deal with Fang Youyuan with all his strength.

At this time, Fang Youyuan did feel a huge pressure that he had never felt before under the palm shadow of the ninth layer of the Qi Control Realm, and the Soul Devouring Knife flicked horizontally, integrating the power of thought, communicating with the energy of the dense stars, and circling with it.

Fang Youyuan's fist cultivation is only the fifth layer of the Divine Fist Realm, and the Spirit Dao is only the second layer of the Qi Control Realm, which is too far away from the other party, but it seems a little difficult in the battle.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed when he saw this situation, and couldn't help but speed up the pace of the attack, for fear of complications, and wanted to subdue Fang Youyuan as soon as possible.

"Xuanbing Divine Palm, Extreme Ice!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a deep sigh, his spiritual power exploded, his hands were stamped on the dantian, and then he waved a strange palm, and suddenly an extremely cold blue-white mist erupted from between his palms, and the space was instantly cold, causing the surrounding temperature to drop by dozens of degrees, making the crowd watching from a distance shiver.

"Wow! This is the advanced technique of the Shuiren Sect, and when you cultivate to Dacheng, you can instantly freeze for thousands of miles, and the power is extremely powerful. ”

"Xuanbing Divine Palm, Extreme Ice?" At the last moment, Fang Youyuan stopped there, as if he was frozen by this extremely cold Xuanbing Palm.

"It's over, this square is round again, it seems that it is more auspicious today!"

The crowd of spectators let out exclamations, and some began to lament, lamenting that a genius boy was about to be sad.

Dongfang Daxu was in a hurry, and he was about to rush out, but Dongfang Ning grabbed him, making him unable to move.

"Fifth uncle, let me go! He is my friend, if you don't save me, I won't force it, but I will save it!" Dongfang Daxu shouted angrily.

"Can you be quiet first?" Dongfang Ning shouted.

"My friend's life is at stake, how can you make me quiet?" Dongfang Daxu yelled as if he was almost going crazy.

"Don't worry, he can't help me!" Fang Youyuan said lightly with a smile.

"This ......" Dongfang Daxu's eyes widened, but he was shocked in his heart and scolded secretly: "Okay, then I'll see how you can do it, that's a ninth-layer powerhouse in the Qi Control Realm!"

However, hearing Fang Youyuan say this, he quieted down and stared at the situation in the field.

At this time, Fang Youyuan stood quietly on the spot, the power of consciousness was condensed and ready to go, and his divine consciousness urged the Eight Rounds of Ziyang and Dantian Taiji Diagram to rotate at full speed, wanting to experience how powerful the opponent's Xuanbing Divine Palm was up close.

However, when the Xuanbing Divine Palm was still one meter away from him, he suddenly felt like he was falling into an ice cellar, and the blood veins all over his body seemed to be frozen, and he had already felt that extreme danger was coming, so he couldn't hold his breath anymore.

You must know that once you are sealed by the Xuan Ice Qi, even if your cultivation is high, I am afraid it will be difficult to play.

He realized the power of the Xuanbing Divine Palm, and he could no longer pretend to be B, and he could no longer hide his cultivation, so he could only save his life first.

As a result, the peak cultivation of the ninth layer of the True God Realm suddenly burst out, and a round of purple yang was suddenly born in the square and round palms, and the two rounds of purple yang suddenly flew out, merging into a round of purple purple sun at the moment of flying out, the light was bright but soothing to the eyes, and it seemed to be very eye-catching, completely different from Dongfang Daxu's sun magic technique.

I saw that the purple sun was hanging above the square and round head like that, and there was no other movement, and the middle-aged man's palm shadow had disappeared into invisibility.

"Oh! what kind of kung fu is this?"

There was an uproar in the field, and no one could recognize it.

The middle-aged man looked shocked, he knew very well that although it was a palm of the ninth-level cultivation of the Qi Control Realm, it was much more powerful than ordinary cultivators of the same realm, and he was confident that except for the powerhouses of the Saint Realm, no one in the Purple Cloud Country should be able to take it, but the reality was that such a hairy boy not only followed, but also broke it.

After receiving a message from the disciples of the sect, when the head of the Shui Ren Sect was distributing the task, he confidently accepted the task, he didn't expect this kid to be so difficult! He didn't believe it, and he couldn't believe that he couldn't cure this perverted boy.

So, his face turned hideous, and as soon as he held his palm, a long black knife appeared in his hand.