On the roof, Dong Canghai looked worried, no one knew what this battle would turn into, but Fang Ling's identity as a king, once he made a promise, there was no way to take it back.

However, Xu Musheng and the soldiers of the Xi Kingdom behaved very calmly, and everyone had seen Fang Ling's feat of killing the soul of the poisonous dragon, so they were naturally full of confidence in him.

For the other people in the cottage, everyone also pinned their hopes on Shen Huantian.

Soon, two of his men came with a spear, this spear was about six feet long, the head of the spear was made of fine iron, shaped like a diamond, sharp as a sharp edge, the tassel was made of a rhinoceros tail, moving lightly with the wind, ethereal and ethereal, and the barrel of the gun was also made of fine iron, straight as a line, held by two men, obviously not light.

The owners of the village retreated outside the hall one after another, and Fang Ling stood in front of the table at the end, slowly pulling the scimitar out of the scabbard, facing Shen Huantian who was standing with a gun, his expression was calm.

Shen Huantian came with a gun, stopped when he was five meters away, and said in a deep voice: "The sword is ruthless, if you hurt Your Highness, please forgive me." ”

Fang Ling smiled slightly, and without warning, he suddenly jumped to the ground, and shot towards Shen Huantian, his momentum was so fast, like an arrow from the string, the distance of four meters was almost half of it in an instant, and then slashed down.

Shen Huantian unhurriedly held the gun with one arm and blocked it upward.

Suddenly, the blade slammed into the body of the gun, making a deafening sonorous sound, Shen Huantian stood still, but Fang Ling took a step back after landing on the ground.

Everyone originally despised Fang Ling a little, although he was the king of Shicheng, but after all, he was only a teenager, how much strength could he have? But seeing him slash out so quickly, they couldn't help but sigh lightly, the owner of the village and the people accompanying him were the most powerful masters in the entire Misty Mountain, however, few people could confidently resist this blow without taking a step back.

Fang Ling grinned and said, "It's such a strong arm strength, it seems that I have to work harder." ”

As soon as his smile fell, a layer of flame-like protective true qi suddenly rose from his body, and then he jumped forward again, heading towards Shen Huantian.

"Little Divine Sensei!"

"Rigid Realm!"

The people in the cottage showed shocked expressions on their faces one by one, ordinary people want to cultivate to the level of the Rigid Force Realm, it is at least about 30 years old, and the King of Shicheng is only 16 years old and has already entered the Rigid Force Realm, and the form of this Talisman True Qi is obviously different from the ordinary Protective True Qi, which is obviously the effect that can only be achieved by cultivating the Little Divine Skill Classic.

Shen Huantian couldn't help frowning, he had also heard of Fang Ling's strength from Chu Li's mouth, and he was not surprised at all that he would be able to do something about the Divine Powers, however, he just didn't expect that the young man's cultivation was not the Qi Accumulation Realm, but the Rigid Force Realm.

However, Shen Huantian's surprised expression flashed, he smiled slightly, his whole body was shocked, and his whole body suddenly released a crackling thunder protective true qi, and then he also met it with one hand.

"Boom-"

The scimitar and the barrel of the gun collided again, and the impact sound was several times louder than just now, and everyone only felt that their eardrums were numb.

Shen Huantian's body shook slightly, his footsteps were still firmly nailed to the ground, and Fang Ling was shocked back a step and a half, just when his feet were just standing firm, Shen Huantian suddenly raised his arm, and the spear drilled over like a poisonous dragon.