Chapter 363: True Cultivation

Although Nian Tao had a true yuan body, Fangzheng's iron fist was turned away by him with ingenious strength, so that Fang Zheng had nowhere to be forced. If you want to tell the winner, you have to run out of true yuan in Tao's body that year. But Fang Zheng wanted to stand up for power, so he naturally didn't want to waste time, he had to give the other party enough thunder blows, so that he wouldn't be harassed by the other party when he cultivated in the future. Hearing the muffled sound of banging suddenly, Fang Zheng moved the true yuan into his fist, and the strength suddenly increased exponentially. A punch is as fast as a punch, and there is a faint sound of wind and thunder.

One force dropped ten fast, Fangzheng's attack was ferocious, mixed with the momentum of thunder, and Nian Tao, who was still on par with Fangzheng just now, was suddenly defeated by Fangzheng. It's like a humanoid sandbag quilt is just beating the dizzy phase, unchanged from the southeast and northwest.

"Roar!"

That Nian Tao was directly abused by Fang Zheng, and he was beaten without the power to change hands, once Fang Zheng got close, Nian Tao couldn't get rid of it, so he could only passively defend, urging the true yuan in his body to form a shield to resist with all his might, and he hit Fang Zheng to tickle Fang Zheng. I only heard that Nian Tao was suddenly roaring, and he had to sacrifice a shield magic weapon to defend with all his might, if he was beaten like this by Fang Zheng, he would have to be beaten to the bones and fall apart.

"Boom!" Nian Tao sacrificed a gray-white dark iron shield, and a hint of mockery appeared on the corner of Fang Zheng's mouth, and the blow he sent out casually with his current brute force was equivalent to the full force of a late-stage foundation building monk. For Nian Tao in the early stage of foundation building, it is really not a level. If it weren't for Fang Zheng's control of the force, Tao would have died long ago. He's not like Fang Zheng's pervert, who is made of steel and iron. Just when Nian Tao sacrificed the Xuantie Shield, Fang Zheng flew up and kicked the Xuantie Shield, only to hear a bang, and Nian Tao, who was holding the Xuantie Shield, was kicked away by Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng's ferocious kick kicked the Xuantie shield, and that Nian Tao only felt a huge force hit his chest hard, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Nian Tao was seriously injured and fell to the ground, splashing sand and gravel dust on the ground, struggling a few times before he got up, his face was gray, and there were blood stains at the corners of his mouth constantly overflowing, Fang Zheng's kick was too ruthless, and he was actually injured, which was too incredible, what kind of monster was this Fang Zheng, he had such brute force, it was simply a humanoid murder weapon.

"Physical cultivation, this kid is physical cultivation, no wonder he is so strong, he doesn't put everyone in his eyes. ”

"No, this kid is not a physical cultivator but a dual cultivation of law and martial arts, otherwise he would not have been able to worship in this Flame Valley. ”

"Law and martial arts double cultivation, this kid turned out to be a law and martial arts double cultivation, no wonder he is so crazy, although it is only the cultivation of the Qi refining period, with his strong physique, he did not have the slightest defeat against the monks in the foundation building period, and he also defeated Nian Tao in the early stage of foundation building. It's incredible. ”

"Hmph... Isn't it just a barbarian, with brute force in the air, as long as you keep a certain distance from him, he is nothing. If it were me, I would definitely beat him all over the ground to find teeth. ”

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That year, Tao was kicked away by Fang Zheng and lost his combat power, and suddenly the crowd of onlookers began to talk like a frying pan. This square gave them too many surprises.

"If anyone is still not convinced, you can let the master weigh you how many catties and how much, if no one comes to challenge, this No. 9084 refining stone room is the master's. Seeing that Nian Tao and Guo Jia were staring at him with hatred, and they didn't dare to step forward for a long time, Fang Zheng couldn't help but sigh when he saw this, and his eyes were full of coldness.

Which year Tao looked at Fang Zheng with fear in his eyes, this party was the one who defeated him head-on, he didn't know that the other party was a dual cultivation of law and martial arts in the Qi refining period, this kid was afraid that he still had hidden strength that had not been shown. As for Guo Jia, who was punched away by Fang Zheng at the beginning, he was staring at Fang Zheng with a resentful face at this time, if Guo Jia's eyes could kill people, Fang Zheng would have been killed by his resentful eyes no less than dozens of times, he didn't believe that Fang Zheng's strength was stronger than him, this must have been Fang Zheng's sneak attack, if he was well prepared, this kid must not be his opponent, and he would definitely be able to beat him all over the ground to find teeth.

"Hmph... Just let me Nie Yan come to meet you, isn't it just a dual cultivation of law and martial arts? What is there to be proud of, you are not bullshit in the face of absolute strength. Hearing Fang Zheng's provocative words, some people in the crowd of onlookers suddenly couldn't sit still, and after guessing that Fang Zheng was a dual cultivation of law and martial arts, everyone felt that they had a way to deal with it, as long as they didn't let Fang Zheng get close, it shouldn't be difficult to defeat him.

Nie Yan, the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, is a strong man in the crowd, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, a slashed face, a wind god like jade, a heroic face, white clothes fluttering, a few points more handsome than Fang Zheng. Twenty years old is the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, standing in the crowd, he is definitely a strong figure who stands out from the crowd and is proud of his peers. At this time, as soon as Nie Yan stood up, a field was suddenly vacated in the crowd of onlookers for Nie Yan and Fang Zheng to fight.

"Hmph... Cultivating in the middle of the foundation building, proud of your peers, but you still don't have enough to see! Since you want to weigh the master, how many catties and taels you have, then it will be as you wish. As soon as he saw that Nie Yan standing up, Fang Zheng didn't have too much fear, he hadn't put the other party in his eyes in the middle stage of foundation building, even Lin Qinglei in the late stage of foundation building he had killed, not to mention that this Nie Yan was only in the middle stage of foundation building, and he couldn't help but snort contemptuously. "Hmph! Let me teach you a lesson to your arrogant boy, so that you know how high and thick the sky is, and you must know that there are people outside the sky, and there is a sky outside the sky, and you can offend no one else. Hearing Fang Zheng's contemptuous tone, Nie Yan was also jealous and snorted coldly. As soon as his hand slapped the storage bag on his waist, a fiery red flying sword shot out, and with a wave of his hand, a fire snake with a thick bowl mouth and a scorching flame suddenly shot out from the fire attribute flying sword.

"Carving insect tricks, dare to take it out and show ugliness!" "Facing the fierce fire snake, Fang Zheng sneered with disdain, raised his hand, and the power of the fire spirit in his body was violently urged, not hiding his cultivation, and the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building exploded violently at this moment. As long as this Nie Yan, who is also in the middle stage of foundation building, is deterred, I think there is still any idea that Xiaoxiao would dare to fight him.

Fang Zheng's cultivation in the middle of foundation building exploded violently, and the powerful momentum spread out like a wave, and the crowd of onlookers couldn't stand the powerful momentum exuded by Fang Zheng's body, and they involuntarily retreated backwards one by one.

"This, this, how is this possible, this kid turned out to be a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. That Guo Jia was the closest to Fang Zheng, he was the first to be forced to retreat by Fang Zheng's momentum, his pale cheeks were full of disbelief, all this is not true, it is not true, this must be an illusion, looking at Fang Zheng's eyes with a touch of deep resentment.

As soon as Fang Zheng's powerful cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building exploded, the elites of the outer disciples who were watching all showed shocked expressions, this kid was so deeply hidden, no wonder he didn't take everyone in his eyes. The dual cultivation of law and martial arts in the middle stage of foundation building is absolutely invincible in the same level. If this Nie Yan didn't have an offensive spirit weapon, then he had no chance of winning this battle at all, and he was really kicking the iron plate. At the same time, many monks in the foundation building period were glad that they didn't make a move, otherwise they would have been unlucky. And the only few female cultivators on the field with hot figures, their beautiful eyes are wide open, and their sexy little mouths are wide open, as if they can stuff the next egg.

Fang Zheng's outburst of cultivation this time can be said to have shocked the audience, and no one dared to despise Fang Zhengsheng.

In this Tian Yuan Continent, where demonic beasts and monsters are rampant, everything is based on strength. At first, Fang Zheng was inactive, these people were too lazy to look at him, but now their eyes were full of fanaticism, at this moment, they had raised Fang Zheng to the same height, no longer some kind of arbitrary ridicule of garbage.

What Fang Zheng has to do now is to defeat Nie Yan as quickly as possible at the first time, so that he can be powerful and make people dare not come to fight him.

Fang Zheng broke out without hesitation, and his strongest side was shown in front of everyone. That Nie Yan was just surprised at first, and then he was replaced by infinite fighting intent, even if he was not Fangzheng's opponent, he had to fight with all his might.

Knowing Fang Zheng's true cultivation, Nie Yan also knew that he couldn't deal with Fang Zheng with just a fire snake, what he had to do now was to do his best, launch his strongest blow, and defeat him strongly, otherwise when the true yuan in his body was exhausted, it would be time for him to lose.

At this moment, Nie Yan was violent, and the surging fire spirit power in his body was surging out, and the fire snakes that were long were gushing out from the fire spirit sword in his hand, roaring, and rushing towards Fang Zheng with overwhelming fire.

In the face of the overwhelming fire snake, there were more than a dozen of them, and this was the flame python that Nie Yan summoned with all the power of the fire spirit in his body. However, because the power of the fire spirit was too scattered, it looked like angry fire snakes, and half of the sky was dyed red.

Looking at the overwhelming fire snake, Fang Zheng didn't have much surprise, as soon as he raised his hand, the shield of the lower grade spirit weapon guardian was fiercely enlarged under the urging of the true yuan in Fang Zheng's body, and with a slight push of his hand, the shield of the bone shield guardian faced the fire snake. Then Fang Zheng's hand shook, and the power of the fire spirit in his body surged out, and under the surprised gaze of everyone, it turned into a giant fire crow with more than a foot in sight.

As soon as the fire raven appeared, it roared, fluttering its flaming wings and rampage through the fire serpents. Soon broke out of the encirclement and rushed towards Na Nie Yan.

Compared with the Fang Zheng Fire Crow, although this Nie Yan's fire snake is better than Fang Zheng in terms of quantity, it lacks agility, and it can be said that it is more lifeless and dull. As soon as they appeared, those fiery snakes would go straight to the target, rampage, indistinguishing between friend and foe, like an elongated version of a fireball, hitting the target directly.