The world's array cultivators watched and punched together.

Xu Zi'an of Yunmeng Daze, today's battle has obviously completely subverted all the understandings about formation cultivation in the martial arts tradition.

The only surviving formation cultivator among the more than ten people on the top of the mountain, the dragon and the tiger staggered, and he fought out with one punch.

smashed Wei Zimo of Zhenwu Island and retreated a few steps with a fist.

As Xu Zi'an said at the beginning, because it was the first time he used the formation pattern on his body to fight the enemy, he was not yet proficient in the control of the Divine Evil Array, and it was difficult for him to control his strength when he punched.

But fighting is often the best way to help control one's body, and after the punches and kicks were handed out one after another, Xu Zi'an was obviously familiar with the strength of his body.

The first disciple of the upper sect is so arrogant, and he is strong here.

So, Xu Zi'an, who gradually controlled the strength in his body, made one move after another with his fists and feet, and Wei Zimo could no longer fight back, so he could only passively meet the move with a sword and shield.

Under such a fight, if Wei Zimo does not take out his hole cards, I am afraid that the balance of victory will gradually favor Xu Zi'an.

The young island master of Zhenwu Island obviously realized this, so the big knife no longer came out of the knife and received the fist, Wei Zimo poured sixty percent of Wu Yuan into the shield, one hand supported to block Xu Zi'an's fist and foot attack, and the other hand was to hold the knife and press down gently, accumulating Wu Yuan to prepare for the sword to slash the enemy.

However, Wei Zimo obviously underestimated the strength blessing of the Divine Evil Array, or the degree to which the Mountains and Rivers Picture Scroll weakened the protective magic weapons.

Xu Zi'an, who threw punches one after another, turned to sideways staggered kicks after his fists overlapped and smashed down like a drum.

Under the blessing of the Dutian God Great Array, one of the four major killing arrays, Xu Zi'an's legs kicked out one after another, and he only had time to see a string of phantoms.

And with such a majestic roar, Wei Zimo's retreat speed was also three points faster.

As a result, when there was only a few zhang away from the edge of the bluestone stone platform of the ninth peak, the knife in Wei Zimo's hand had not yet gathered momentum, but the shield that carried too much energy was suddenly shattered.

Wei Zimo, who was distracted in two places, secretly said bad at the moment he noticed that the shield was shattered, but before he could make a backhand knife, Xu Zi'an had already lifted his foot again.

The black right leg kicked out at this time, so when the shield debris was scattered, Xu Zi'an's right foot had already broken through the obstacle and landed between Wei Zimo's legs.

That place has always been a taboo for all men in the world.

Even if you are above the Supreme and invincible in the world, it is still difficult to parry this move.

Therefore, Wei Zimo, who had just raised his knife, changed his complexion suddenly almost at the moment when the wind rose under his crotch.

When that heart-piercing pain struck, the young island master of Zhenwu Island had no choice but to let go of his hand, and the knife weapon that was almost complete was ready, his feet sank slightly, and then he jumped up screaming.

Wei Zimo's leap was nearly a hundred zhang, no one could imagine that when the Nine Realms were still unable to control the sky, this sturdy little fat dun could actually jump to such a height.

Inside and outside the mountains and rivers, because of this scene, they all raised their eyebrows.

Those male cultivators of the upper sect, no matter what position they occupied, couldn't help but twist between their eyebrows, and those disciples of Zhenwu Island even had sympathy on their faces, and shook their heads.

And the few Supremes who had just rushed back from the North Ridge, after watching a battle between the Supreme of the Sword and Armor and the Imperial Throne in the Stygian Sea, happened to see such a scene, and they all stopped in the air a little wordlessly.

That Qingshan's Su Fang Great Sword Immortal, the wine that had just been poured into his mouth spewed out with a "poof", and the Sword Immortal looked at Yunmeng Daze's Array Dao Supreme with a malicious expression.

"Lao Bai, this kid should be your only disciple, the young man who really took it from your vein and engraved the formation pattern into his own body like this.

If you look at this Divine Killing Array, it doesn't look like your style at all, it's just an idiot.

But this kick really kicked out the bones of your vein, old white and white, you are not white at all. ”

Needless to say, the relationship between Qingshan and Yunmeng Daze is self-explanatory, as a Tianjiao of the same era, Bai Supreme is obviously familiar with Su Zong.

So hearing Su Zong's joke, the supreme Bai Ye of Yunmeng Daze squinted his eyes and looked thoughtfully at Su Zong's crotch, and then smiled.

"Lao Su, I have probably only learned my success in this kick, although I can't beat you, but the things that Heluo Dajin has realized make me able to kick this kick to you, and I can still run after kicking.

Lao Su, do you want to see it, my vein is really black. ”

When Su Fang heard this, he turned his head and gave Bai Ye a roll of his eyes, although such strange things as Hetu Luoshu have been sleeping in the depths of Yunmeng Daze, few people have resonated with them in the past dynasties.

And this Bai Ye, who is not in the autumn, but he doesn't know which shit luck he has taken, and when he happened to look at Heluo, he really realized something.

I don't know what those things are, but this supreme of Yunmeng Daze, after realizing those things, is more and more arrogant and obscene.

Without him, the biggest advantage that Hetu Luoshu brings to Bai Ye is the increase in speed, among all the supreme beings in the human race, in terms of escape speed alone, Bai Ye said second, and no one dares to claim to be first.

Outside the mountain raised his eyebrows, and the pictures of mountains and rivers were also full of shock.

Wei Zimo's roar of severe pain almost instantly covered up all the killing sounds on the ninth peak.

Many Tianjiao have turned back.

Daozi shook his head slightly, and the Buddha squinted his eyes and whispered a sentence of Amitabha.

And Fang Chen, who was still trapped in the sword qi and the battle in the city, was a rare face full of banter.

The young man in the yellow robe and surrounded by bright yellow mist also had a playful face.

The yellow-robed man came back to his senses, moved this banter to Fang Chen, and spoke to Uncle Qingshan for the first time.

"Qing Mountain's Sword Yuan Body Fang Chen, or the orphan of the Fang family in Sword King City?"

Hearing what the yellow-robed man said, Fang Chen's complexion did not change in the slightest, and the young uncle Qingshan, who had already guessed his identity in his heart, naturally understood that it was normal for the yellow-robed man to know such secrets, if he didn't know, it was abnormal.

And all the way from Qingshan to here, what really made Fang Chen feel abnormal and even puzzled was why the identity of his Fang family's orphan had not been known to the world until now?

With the means of the Great Summer Nightfall, the identity of the descendants of the Discord should not have been ignored by this dynasty for so long.

The yellow-robed man obviously saw Fang Chen's doubts, so the corners of his mouth were even more playful, and the illusory city that stood on the chessboard expanded several times in an instant, enveloping Fang Chen and thousands of sword qi in the same way.

So, the man in the yellow robe continued to speak.

"You probably don't want to know my name, and I don't want to tell you right now, so you can call me Kiss for now. ”

When Fang Chen heard this, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his left hand pressed on the sword cultivation gourd turned slightly, and the sword was about to come out, wanting to kill.

The dragon gave birth to nine sons, and the ninth son was the kiss.

Therefore, the yellow-robed man who suddenly appeared on the top of the Ninth Peak with Yuefu was already clear that he was the ninth son of the current emperor of Great Xia, the ninth prince who was the most distant from the government and liked to play in the mountains and rivers among the many princes.

In the sword cultivation, because he sensed Fang Chen's anger, the sting began to tremble constantly, the Fang family was wiped out by Great Xia with iron and blood, no matter who gave the order, no one in the Li family of the Great Xia royal family could get rid of it in Fang Chen's eyes.

"Wait, don't rush your last sword, that sword is good, but it's useless to me, this prince has come to you for a real big thing. ”

As if sensing the fluctuation of the sword qi around Fang Chen, the banter on the face of the Nine Emperor Princes slowly converged, this prince who had always played the world with a lazy and prodigal attitude, there was a rare positive color on his face.

Fang Chen also never produced a sword, and the sword cultivation technique passed on to him by Shen Xiang did have the ability to reverse the sword after gathering momentum for a long time.

However, the Nine Emperor Princes dragged themselves into the city in an instant with a chessboard, which has already proved that the so-called Nine Emperor Princes who have no ambitions have a cultivation realm that far surpasses the second layer of their peers.

Fang Chen was willing to believe that this prince, who had been dormant for so long, was a martial arts genius who stood at the same level as the Buddha and the Daozi, and such a genius would definitely not be good if he suddenly found him.

The weasel greets the chicken, and the result is self-explanatory.

The Nine Emperor Princes standing in front of Fang Chen seemed to have guessed what Fang Chen was thinking, those bright yellow mist swimming beside him, as he raised his hand and fell into his palm, it suddenly became clear that they were actually several misty true dragons.

The surrounding cities were still expanding, and in an instant, they were already the normal size of the world, and Fang Chen and the Nine Emperor Princes appeared in a small pavilion.

Those sword qi and chessboards that were originally staggered and fierce battles were all gone, and the Nine Emperor Princes took the lead to sit on the stone chair of the small pavilion, and stretched out his hand to signal Fang Chen to sit down.

Qingshan's little uncle was already a little dazed at the moment, the Nine Emperors' actions were no longer like the strength within the Nine Realms, the mountains and rivers were changing, but the avenue was supplemented.

But Fang Chen, who has traveled through the front line of life and death, has no fear in his heart, and the young swordsman points to the sword, sitting opposite the Nine Emperor Princes with an indifferent face, ready to fight to the death.

In the upper hall of the Great Xia Dynasty, the wind has always been inferior to the kisses of several other princes, how can there be a lazy image rumored in the rivers and lakes at this moment, and the eyes of the Nine Emperors are full of seductive light.

Reaching out and taking out the teacup, the Nine Emperor Princes first filled the cup in front of Fang Chen, and then poured it for himself.

"After fighting and killing for so long, Your Excellency should be tired, it is better to have a cup of tea first, and you and I will continue to talk in detail later. ”

Pushing the teacup closer to Fang Chen again, the Nine Emperors smiled in his eyebrows, picked up the teacup and shook his head and smiled, and then drank it all.

Fang Chen at the other end of the stone table didn't seem to be interested in this, although he could already smell the fragrance of tea between his mouth and nose, but Uncle Qingshan didn't make the slightest move.

"It's boring, it's boring. Hahaha, but it's also fun.

This tea condensed with the rhyme of the mountains and rivers is tasteless to drink, and it seems that Your Excellency has a pair of discerning eyes, and you can see through the prince's clumsy tricks at a glance. ”

The Nine Emperor Princes of Great Xia were obviously quite curious about this cold-faced Qingshan Junior Uncle, and had been constantly attracting his attention by various means, but Fang Chen, who was full of blood feud in his heart, looked at the Nine Emperor Princes with eyes that were always full of indifference and banter.

It's like watching those tricks in the rivers and lakes.

Seeing this, the Nine Emperor Princes sighed lightly without pouting, glanced at Fang Chen with some unwillingness, and then sat upright like a little uncle in Qingshan, and said the first sentence of the day that really moved Fang Chen.

"The massacre of the Fang family has nothing to do with the royal family. ”