"You guys, let's go together!"

As soon as these words came out, Luo Feng behind him stared at him, his face full of shock!

Fu Shenshan looked even more sluggish, he vaguely felt that Fang Chen was probably not just lucky as he had expected, and he also had a certain strength, but it would be too absurd to say that the third order of Yue defeated himself!

Even because his brother-in-law was killed, Kong Beitian, who hated Fang Chen to the core, showed a trace of surprise on his cold face:

Is he crazy? He actually wants to use a mere first-order cultivator to fight against the four original martial artists?

"Boy, you are too rampant! You can catch Fu's three moves first!" Fu Shenshan was furious, feeling that Fang Chen's words had humiliated himself into his bones, what did he think of himself, he actually needed to rely on the strength of everyone to defeat him? It was ridiculous!

Fu Shenshan's left leg bent, his body jumped up violently as if it was equipped with a high-compression spring, and in one jump, he crossed Zhangxu, bringing up a phantom, and his right leg slashed down at Fang Chen's head like a knife!

Sizzle-

It was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and the blow fell so fast and fast that it brought a chilling whistling sound, as if the air had turned into a film, and then it was torn apart by it!

Fang Chen took a deep breath, he had fought against Fu Cheng, and knew that the Fu family brothers' strongest combat skills were on a pair of legs. But when he saw that Fu Shenshan's attack was so swift, he was still slightly taken aback.

His body shrank suddenly, and in an instant, he moved three feet sideways like a ghost!

"Boom!"

Fu Shenshan fell with one foot, and he actually sank deeply, and the falling pit covered the instep of his foot. He took advantage of the situation and picked it on his toes: "Yajin Wind God Leg!"

Hundreds of gravel formed a canopy like sharp arrows and shot directly towards Fang Chen, looking at its momentum, even a boulder could penetrate it at the moment!

Fang Chen flashed again!

A layer of cyan light mist swirled around his legs, and his body seemed to melt in the light mist, suddenly disappearing, and when he reappeared, it was already on the other side.

"What kind of ghost footwork is this?" Fu Shenshan was startled, his expression was shocked, but he still didn't believe it and slashed away again.

His combat skills were brought back from Qianmen by Fu Laozu back then, and after countless actual combat improvements, his power is almost as powerful as the second grade! Even in today's Qianmen, most people's combat skills cannot reach such a level.

Fang Chen inhaled again, and his figure flew again......

A strange scene occurred, a figure like green smoke appeared and disappeared, and behind him a cloud of billowing smoke chased after him.

"Fang Chen, do you dare to confront me head-on! dodge and dodge your identity as a true disciple who is not worthy of your head!" Fu Shenshan repeatedly couldn't catch up with Shang Chen, and couldn't help but shout angrily.

Fang Chen's voice was still clear in the billowing smoke: "Am I worthy of it, but it's you, this kind of agitation is really not clever enough!"

Kong Beitian and the others glanced at each other, their bodies shook, and they suddenly walked towards Fang Chen.

Ding Heng is the fourth order, Kong Beitian is the third order, and Fu Yu is the second order......

They were all Condensing Origin Realm martial artists, even if Fu Yu was slightly inferior, it was not difficult to stop Fang Chen for a moment!

Luo Feng's expression was panicked, and he subconsciously wanted to rush forward.

At this moment, a loud laugh came out from Fang Chen, who was filled with green mist: "Senior Brother Luo doesn't need to interfere, I want to use their hands to sharpen the combat skills learned in the cave." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was speechless.

Luo Feng couldn't cry or laugh even more, and a strong sense of frustration surged in his heart: for the sake of his master's entrustment, he almost wanted to give up everything and help him leave first, but people didn't take the current predicament seriously at all, but-

It's like a game!

Fu Shenshan's face turned blood-red, like a bull that had been stimulated to go crazy, although Fang Chen's words were not very harsh, they were like a slap on his face:

It turned out that his left and right dodges were actually familiarizing himself with the newly learned combat skills?

Facing himself whose cultivation was far higher than him, he even dared to be distracted and refine his combat skills?

The extreme humiliation made him almost lose his mind, and with a violent roar, he angrily exclaimed, "You are too arrogant!

Laugh at!

One leg was angrily raised, but a very light and faint "poof" sound sounded in the momentum, and a black armor suddenly appeared on the outside of his right calf, black as iron, faintly shiny.

"Senior Brother Fang, be careful, that's a combat weapon!"

Needless to say, Fang Chen also saw it clearly, judging from the glow on the leggings, this weapon should be a human-level mid-grade weapon! It was definitely a rarity among the inner disciples!

Don't look at Fang Chen's mastery of the high-grade weapons such as the Trapped Demon Cover and [***] Silver Armor, he feels that the human-level high-grade weapons are easy to obtain. In fact, even if it is an elite disciple of the inner gate, it is very rare to be able to get a medium-grade combat weapon!

Weapons are not like auxiliary weapons, they are already difficult to refine, and it is even more difficult to obtain a weapon that can be used.

Fu Shenshan still relied on his ancestors to be a powerhouse in the Phantom Spirit Realm, and his own family was able to be regarded as having a rich background, so he got a "Ground Splitting Leggings" suitable for the combat skills he cultivated!

This leggings are not as effective as this, if they are used, they can increase the lethality by another two percent! Before that, he definitely didn't expect that Fang Chen could force himself to use the Yuan Weapon!

Fang Chen took a sharp breath, and the force in his body exploded, rolling and flowing in the meridians like a great river of the Yangtze River, making a slight whistling sound.

"Arc Finger!"

A finger pointed out, winding like a snake in mid-air, but it was a clever and coincidental hit Fu Shenshan's calf. This trick has only been used once in the battle against Kong Beitian since cultivation, and Fu Shenshan is the second one he is lucky enough to taste.

Since Fang Chen became a primordial martial artist, he had already cultivated it to the second level, and with a finger, the elements were pervasive, and the electric light was hidden in it!

"Hahahaha, it's extremely stupid, how can you break through my cracked leggings at will?" Fu Shenshan laughed loudly, and when he saw the arc light finger hitting the leggings, there was no pain at all, and he was extremely proud.

Suddenly, the arc of lightning suddenly stabbed into his chest like a living thing, castrating like electricity, unstoppable!

Fu Shenshan was shocked, if he attacked according to the original intention, he would inevitably be attacked, you know, it would be quite a defeat with Fang Chen, that was something he would never want.

Flash!

The figure flashed, Fu Shenshan dodged this blow, but saw that the arc light finger burst into front of him again!

Twists and turns, containing treacherous in the calm water.

"Ahh

With a roar, Fu Shenshan fell back violently, and his right leg was pumped towards the arc light.

Bang, a muffled sound!

Rao was blocked by a combat weapon, and after the lightning of this blow exploded, its power directly invaded the bones and muscles through the body, and a strong sense of paralysis made him feel as if his calves no longer belonged to him in a short period of time.

This time, a touch of horror finally appeared in his eyes when he looked at Fang Chen:

You must know that their Fu family has a pair of legs with a mastery of combat skills, it can be said that these legs have been tempered to be extremely solid, but now, Fang Chen has injured himself with a simple finger, how can he not be afraid?

Although Liu Zhenyue broke the thunder movement on the Qianlong platform, in fact, there were not many people in the Qianmen who knew this combat skill. Even if some people knew, most of them had seen the battle that Xin Wuji had fought against the people who attacked the sect seven years ago, and Fu Shenshan was not among them.

Fang Chen had a trace of regret in his heart, after all, his Force cultivation had not yet arrived, and he could not reach the top level when he used this arc light finger. Otherwise, the arc light stabbed out a wave of twists and turns, and each attack could be extremely powerful, just like when you were cultivating, you could break three big trees with one finger, but unfortunately you couldn't do it right now.

He quickly retracted his regretful thoughts, accurately grasped the opportunity, stepped suddenly, and pointed towards Fu Shenshan!

The body is like electricity, and it is dizzyingly fast.

"Second Young Master!" Ding Heng was taken aback, he had been preparing to sit back and watch Fang Chen being humiliated by his own young master, but the battle situation was going straight down, and in the blink of an eye, his own young master was embarrassed.

He stepped forward and slashed at Fang Chen's head with a palm: "Little evil animal, you dare to hurt my young master, look for death!"

Fang Chen's eyes were instantly cold, this "little evil animal" aroused his murderous intent! He knew that ordinary disciples with family backgrounds would bring one or two domestic servants after worshipping the Qianmen, this was the so-called "companion", it was obvious that this Ding Heng was this kind of identity!

"You are willing to be a slave, and you dare to be presumptuous in front of me, I don't know what to be respectful of!" Fang Chen stopped drinking, the force in his body exploded, and he instantly turned his fingers into fists, and punched out heavily!

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