"Tianfeng, you are on duty today."

When Fang Xuanwu saw the man in gray, his always old-fashioned face showed a rare smile.

"Peak Master!"

Situ Tianfeng got up from the Taishi chair and waved his hand at Fang Xuanwu.

From beginning to end, this person is neither humble nor arrogant.

In addition to the previous eye contact.

He never cast any more glances at Fang Yuan, a stranger, as if he was indifferent to everything.

When he was standing there.

At first glance, the whole person looks like a sharp unsheathed sword!

Fang Xuanwu smiled and nodded, reaching out to pat Fang Yuan's head on the side.

"This is fate, you should be the first time to see his true face, after the last accident, this seat tried his best to pull this kid back from the ghost gate, and at the same time gave him a jade Yan Dan to repair his ruined appearance."

"He's the Young Cave Master?"

Only then did Situ Tianfeng set his eyes on Fang Yuan, and his brows were tightly knit with a little surprise on his face.

Fang Xuanwu nodded, and was about to open his mouth to explain, but unexpectedly, Situ Tianfeng's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

The next moment.

Fang Yuan only felt a domineering wind blowing in his face.

Fang Xuanwu's face changed in vain.

The old guy was just about to make a move.

Fang Yuan's eyes were already narrowed, staring at the rapidly enlarging scabbard in front of him, and his body flew backwards.

An invisible sword aura rushed towards Fang Yuan.

Wherever the sword qi passed, it seemed that hundreds of sword shadows were densely intertwined towards Fang Yuan!

Fang Yuan's body was full of energy, and he retreated more than ten zhang away before he made a brazen move.

There is a buffer of more than ten zhang.

It is enough for the power of that sword qi to go through the process of reaching the top in one go, then declining, and exhausting in three times.

Fang Yuan's understanding of power has reached such a nuanced level.

It is completely the experience he gained from dominating the world for thousands of years in his previous life and fighting with countless strong people.

This nuanced understanding, even Fang Xuanwu can't beat it!

"Smack!"

After making sure that the power of that sword qi was no longer enough to pose a threat to himself.

Fang Yuan quietly cast the jack drop method, and his feet slammed into the ground.

Then he directly passed through the hundreds of sword shadows with his bare hands, and grabbed the long sword that had not yet been unsheathed!

On the sword body, the remaining qi was crushed by Fang Yuan's grasp, pouring out towards Fang Yuan's back like a tide.

The mountains behind Fang Yuan were ploughed out of criss-crossing ravines by the furious sword qi in an instant.

Each furrow is the thickness of a baby's arm, about seven feet long!

And after Fang Yuan grabbed the scabbard, he was not completely injured.

At this time, at the tiger's mouth in his right hand, a visible blood mark was torn by those sword qi!

"Shhh...... It's kind of interesting, it seems that I still underestimate you. ”

The stinging pain from the tiger's mouth in his right hand made Fang Yuan gasp.

But his hand was always gripping the scabbard of the long sword!

In fact, he didn't underestimate Situ Tianfeng, but overestimated his current physical strength.

Situ Tianfeng was also amazed when he saw Fang Yuan defusing his offensive with such brutal means.

"Stop, Tianfeng, what are you going to do!"

Just when the two of them were holding each other against a long sword and wrestling with each other secretly, Fang Xuanwu suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.

Situ Tian didn't look back at the limelight, just stared at Fang Yuan and spoke in a deep voice.

"Peak Master, with all due respect, this person is not a Young Cave Master! Although I don't know what means he used, even you can deceive the past, but today, I will tear his disguise with my own hands! ”

As soon as Fang Xuanwu heard this, he suddenly became two heads and two big.

I knew that this product was a dead brain, why was I stunned at this time!

Just when the old guy was about to intervene to stop this farce.

Fang Yuan actually saw the opportunity and directly pulled out the scabbard in his hand.

Then he couldn't help but use his sword clothes as a sword, and swung the bronze scabbard in his hand towards Situ Tianfeng.

Situ Tianfeng was at the last moment, and he could shift his head slightly.

A sword aura that was like a bamboo, clinging to his scalp and flying out.

As a few hairs of Situ Tianfeng fell to the ground, that sword qi also smashed out a gully with interlaced teeth on the mountain outside the Storm Cave!

How could Fang Xuanwu have thought that at this time, Fang Yuan would be stunned with Situ Tianfeng?

The old guy didn't expect it, and the two of them had already begun to fight outside the Storm Cave!

The sound of gold and iron rang out one after another.

It's just a blink of an eye, Fang Yuan and Situ Tianfeng have already passed three moves!

When he saw that Fang Yuan was able to use the seven-rank cultivation as a one-rank cultivator, he fought alone against Situ Tianfeng, who was a third-grade martial cultivator.

Fang Xuanwu couldn't help but be stunned.

For a while, the old guy actually put away the idea of stopping it.

He really wanted to see what kind of surprise was hidden in that little bastard?

Situ Tianfeng's eyes narrowed into a line.

Turning his head to look at the ravine behind him filled with sword qi, he then condensed his sharp gaze on Fang Yuan's body.

"The swordsmanship of the young cave master was all taught by me, I never remember that I taught the young cave master such a domineering and fierce swordsmanship!"

"Hehe, this sword technique was suddenly epiphany when I was in a desperate situation when I was fighting with that red-haired demon ape at the Ten Thousand Beasts Peak."

Fang Yuan responded to Situ Tianfeng with a smile, without the slightest panic on his face.

Although he also knows that his identity is indeed fake.

But so what?

Anyway, as long as Fang Xuanwu's old guy bites to death, the fake is also true!

The corner of Fang Yuan's eyes glanced meaningfully at Fang Xuanwu.

Seeing that the old guy still hasn't taken action to stop Situ Tianfeng, how could Fang Yuan not understand what he was planning?

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Just as Fang Yuan was thinking about it, Situ Tianfeng on the opposite side spoke in a deep voice again.

"The young cave master is a law cultivator, and the muscles and bones of your horizontal training are clearly the embryos of natural martial cultivation, how can you explain this?"

"Why should I give you a messy explanation?"

Fang Yuan sneered, and the scabbard in his hand was directly engulfed by an incomparably pure sword intent.

Then the sword clothes made a sword, and swept towards Situ Tianfeng.

"There's so much nonsense in a fight, twisting and pinching like a girl, your heart is not suitable for taking the path of the sword, or consider changing to practice!"

"Boom!"

The quaint long sword parried the original scabbard.

At the point where the two intersected, Ling Yan's sword intent swept in all directions.

It seems that the entire heaven and earth are filled with extremely tyrannical sword intent.

Fang Xuanwu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help but be amazed when he saw such a scene.

"Honest boy, you are also worthy of judging my sword? Today I will let you see what the sword of the Situ family is! ”

Situ Tianfeng's body exuded a violent sword aura everywhere.

Even every strand of his hair can be sharpened like clay at this moment with the blessing of sword qi!

And his eagle-like eyes could make Fang Yuan feel a terrifying coercion that was almost substantial from his eyes!