Basically, he doesn't look like a monk, but like a martial artist in the secular world, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and powerful limbs.

People can't look good, the sea can't fight, this Wu Cheng doesn't look like a monk, to like a martial artist in the secular world, but this is just some appearance phenomenon, this Wu Cheng has been in the outer gate of the Xianmen for several years, and he is a late stage of qi refining, and he is at the same level as Fang Zheng. It's not bad to mix in the outer gate of the fairy gate. But he kept failing to enter the inner gate of the fairy gate. This time, he was full of strength, even if he was injured, he had to enter the inner door of the immortal gate, he and Fang Zheng had the same mentality, and it was inevitable to enter the inner door.

This Wu Cheng has long eyebrows, big eyes and powerful eyes, while Fang Zheng is much quieter, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, and his eyes are bright like stars, like black and bright gems. Distributing a brilliant and dazzling brilliance, to that station, indescribably handsome and elegant. The two kicked the stage at the same time, and immediately absorbed the other opponents in the audience. This shot shot the first bird, and the first one to participate in the competition is still a little interesting. And the two of them are quite cultivated, and it will be very exciting to compete later.

"In the lower outer gate, Qin Xiangyuan's disciple Fang Zheng will teach Senior Brother Wu Cheng's high moves, and I will ask Senior Brother to be merciful later!" As soon as he saw Wu Chengfei on stage, Fang Zheng immediately greeted him politely with a fist.

"Okay, Senior Brother Fangzheng, I see that your face is tight, it hasn't been long since you entered the Immortal Gate, just rely on your senior brother, I will definitely not embarrass you to lose later, let's stop at the point." Wu Cheng said in a lofty posture when he heard this. After being in the outer gate of Xianmen for so long, this is the first time I have seen Fang Zheng, and he immediately knew that this Fang Zheng had just come to Xianmen not long ago, and he immediately felt contempt.

"Fangzheng, this man is too rampant, quickly climb him down and let him know your fierceness. As soon as he heard Wu Cheng's indifferent words, Lu Nanqi, the little fat man below, suddenly couldn't help but shout at Fang Zheng on the fighting platform. This Wu Cheng is also a cultivator in the late stage of Qi refining, and he actually doesn't put Fang Zheng in his eyes, that is, he doesn't put him Lu Nanqi in his eyes. Immediately, I wanted Fang to have a good experience with this arrogant guy.

"Senior Brother Wu, please, let's see the real Zhang under our hands! The people in the audience are still waiting for the competition. Fang Zheng heard the little fat man Lu Nanqi's urging, and immediately made a hand gesture to Wu Cheng

"Fangzheng, Nian is starting for your brother two years before you, so you can make the first move!" Wu Cheng couldn't help but say when he heard this.

"Senior Brother Wu, then Senior Brother I will be disrespectful, look at the sword!" Fang Zheng didn't have to say anything when he heard this, he sacrificed his flying sword magic weapon, shouted loudly, and then unfolded his sword control technique to control the high-grade metal flying sword magic weapon and slashed towards that Wu Cheng.

In the face of Fang Zheng's flying sword magic weapon, Wu Cheng kicked into the air with his hind feet, and his body flew back from behind, in the process of flying back, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a snow-white flying sword magic weapon was presented in his hand, only to hear him scold 'Hurry', and suddenly the snow-white flying sword magic weapon took a touch of silver and shot towards the golden Changhong. "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang......"

Fang Zheng violently urged the metallic flying sword magic weapon to slash at Wu Cheng's silver flying sword magic weapon, only to hear the sound of banging and banging, sparks splashing everywhere, and the two sides are fighting back and forth. The sound of Ding Ding Dangdang's collision resounded in the void, bursting with dazzling sparks. In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought for more than a dozen rounds, but this was not painful, both were tentative attacks, and neither of them tried their best.

"Fang Zheng, hurry up, beat him down, didn't you have breakfast this morning? Looking at Fang Zheng's soft attack, Lu Nanqi, the little fat man in the audience, suddenly couldn't help urging Fang Zheng.

"Senior Brother Wu, this tentative attack should be over, I'm going to show my true skills, you have to be careful!" Hearing the urging of the little fat man Lu Nanqi, Fang Zheng also felt that it was time to finish the battle, and he couldn't help but say.

"Senior Brother Sun, I also think that the battle is over, so if you have any skills, let the horse come over! Wu Cheng couldn't help but say when he heard this.

"Give me the fire bomb technique. Hearing this, Fang Zheng suddenly shouted, and with a wave of his hand, a reddish fireball the size of a human head shot towards that Wu Cheng, and the metallic top-grade flying sword magic weapon followed closely behind and slashed towards that Wu Cheng. This was not the end, Fang was throwing out the big red ball of fire. Fang Zheng was as quiet as a rabbit, as swift as a tiger, he shot towards that Wu Cheng, Fang Zheng's strongest thing was not a sword trick or a fireball technique, but his body, his body comparable to a demon beast.

"Tianla, this side is not crazy, how to rush towards that Wu Cheng, you must know that the fighting methods between the monks will adhere to a certain interval, in order to be afraid of being injured by the other party's flying sword magic weapon, how can this guy do the opposite! As soon as he saw Fang Zheng rushing towards Wu Cheng like a human cannonball, someone suddenly exclaimed in the audience, and the other party was very puzzled.

As long as the little fat man Lu Nanqi knew why Fang Zheng did this, and as long as he knew how perverted Fang Zheng's body was, don't let him get close to him, if he was close to Fang Zheng, then he didn't know how he died.

"Looking for death, the idea actually rushed to me, it seems that the battle is really over, and the new outer disciples are the new outer disciples, and they have no experience. Seeing Fang Zheng rushing towards him, Wu Cheng secretly scolded and looked for death, about the roaring fireball, Wu Cheng quietly dodged it to the side, and he suddenly slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a black and gray flying sword weapon appeared in his hand. And he waved the flying sword magic weapon that suddenly appeared in his hand and slashed towards Fang Zheng. If Fang Zhengyi was slashed by him, he would definitely be seriously injured. And Fangzheng's flying sword magic weapon basically couldn't be rescued in a hurry, because Fangzheng's top-grade metallic flying sword magic weapon was entangled by Wu Cheng's silver flying sword magic weapon. "Bang!"

In the face of the flying sword magic weapon that Wu Cheng hurriedly slashed Fang was as fast as an ape, rushing left and right, quickly avoiding the flying sword magic weapon that Wu Cheng waved his hand to slash, only to hear a bang, Fang Zheng turned sideways, and a punch was heavily imprinted on Wu Cheng's chest, and Wu Cheng only felt a huge force hit his chest, and suddenly Wu Cheng flew in upside down.

"Boom!"