"What are you going to do? You're no match for him! ”

Zhou Xue gritted her teeth and said, seven days after being reborn, in addition to her adoptive parents, she also had a good impression of Fang Wang, and she didn't want this young man to die tonight.

Fang Wang held Zhou Xue with one hand, stepped on the shadow step, constantly changing his steps, dodging the attacks of golden rays, he did not flee directly, but dodged back and forth in this belt.

"I'm not, so you must be now?"

Fang Wang didn't glance at Zhou Xue in his arms, he replied calmly, his eyes firmly fixed on the Taoist in Tsing Yi who was standing in the air.

Zhou Xue was silent and speechless.

At this time, the attack of the Daoist in Tsing Yi stopped, Fang Wang landed on the broken wall, and Zhou Xue naturally broke away from his arm, keeping a very measured distance from him.

"Is this a spell? The bottom of the immortal cultivation world is so strong, you didn't lie to me? ”

Fang Wang stared at the Taoist in Tsing Yi and asked in a low voice.

The lethality of those golden rays was extremely terrifying, and when he was dodging just now, Fang Wang felt an unprecedented dangerous aura, his heart was tense, and he didn't dare to be careless.

Zhou Xue took a deep breath and said, "His realm is indeed the bottom of the immortal cultivation realm, but he holds two magic weapons in his hand, in the realm where he is, he can indeed be regarded as a first-class master, but with his spiritual power, he can't keep performing the same attack just now." ”

When Fang Wang heard this, he suddenly knew in his heart.

Under his gaze, the tall Taoist in Tsing Yi fell, and it seemed that although he was handsome in the air, he also consumed a lot.

"Who are you?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi stared at Fang Wang tightly and asked in a deep voice.

Fang Wang's body technique was different from the martial arts masters he had ever seen, and even surpassed most Qi Cultivation Realm cultivators, he couldn't see through Fang Wang's identity for the time being, but Zhou Xue's poison allowed him to be sure that this woman was an immortal cultivator.

Fang Wang raised his sword and said, "Asking for other people's names, shouldn't you report your identity first?" ”

When the Taoist in Tsing Yi heard this, he showed a cold smile and said, "Then let me see why you dare to resist!" ”

He suddenly rushed towards Fang Wang and the others, much faster than the man in black before.

Fang Wang did not retreat but advanced, and raised his sword to kill the Taoist in Tsing Yi.

The two of them walked as fast as arrows, and in the blink of an eye, they were less than seven steps away, Fang Wang swung his sword and slashed away, and the Taoist in Tsing Yi waved sideways to whisk the dust.

So fast!

The two of them thought like this at the same time, Fang Wang was surprised that the body reaction speed of the immortal cultivator was so good, and the Taoist in Tsing Yi was surprised by his footwork, how many layers of Qi cultivation realm is this kid?

The two dodged each other's moves and engaged in a fierce and swift duel, attacking each other in the courtyard clearing, flying sand and rocks, and neither of them could hurt each other for a short time.

Seeing Fang Wang and Tsing Yi Daoren fighting inseparably, Zhou Xue couldn't help but be moved, she found that she had underestimated this kid.

"With such strength, he can already be compared to a monk at the seventh or eighth level of the Qi Cultivation Realm, but he is only a person who practices martial arts, could it be that he has reached the mythical realm of martial arts?"

Zhou Xue was secretly frightened, she already knew Fang Wang's age.

So powerful at the age of sixteen......

This understanding and qualification are too exaggerated!

Although martial arts are different from immortal daos, there are some similarities, and the talent of martial arts geniuses on the path of cultivating immortals is not too bad, especially in terms of comprehension.

Zhou Xue's appreciation of Fang Wang deepened, and at the same time, some masters of the Fang Mansion quickly arrived, and when they saw Fang Wang's battle with the Daoist in Tsing Yi, they all subconsciously stopped.

Fang Wang was dressed in white, as fast as a phantom, and under the cold of the sword light through the night, the Taoist in Tsing Yi was like a crane, at first glance, the speed was not as fast as Fang Wang, but he could always easily avoid Fang Wang's attack.

"So fast!"

"Is this the speed of people? Is that Fang Wanggongzi? ”

"I didn't expect the martial arts of the Thirteenth Prince to be so high, I heard Ah Hu say that many masters were killed by the Thirteenth Prince."

"Is that guy a human or a ghost, it feels like he's floating!"

"Let's not act rashly, so as not to distract Fang Wanggongzi!"

The masters of the Fang Mansion talked a lot, among them were Fang Wang's clansmen, they were the most shocked, they didn't expect Fang Wang to be so powerful at all.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi waved the dust and hit Fang Wang's sword, and a huge force shook Fang Wang back.

"Without the slightest spiritual power, could it be that Ling is only proficient in martial arts, and he is only proficient in techniques?" The Taoist in Tsing Yi said coldly.

Fang Wang didn't use his true qi, he relied on swordsmanship and footwork to fight, this was the first time he fought with all his strength, and his body and mind were tense.

He underestimated the immortal cultivators, originally thought that the immortal cultivators meditated all the year round, and their physical fitness might be weaker than those who practiced martial arts, but now it seems that this is not the case, but after some fighting, he has a certain understanding of the strength of the Tsing Yi Dao people.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi raised his left hand, and the yellow rune burst out with golden rays of light to kill Fang Wang, who immediately dodged.

More and more Fang Mansion masters arrived, and even Fang Hanyu, who was injured earlier, also came.

Before, when they witnessed the Tsing Yi Daoist casting magic weapons, they were all shocked, and at this moment, seeing the magic of the yellow fu up close made them even more frightened.

"Demon ......"

A middle-aged man with a long stick in his hand said in a trembling voice, his eyes full of fear.

Fang Hanyu wanted to go to support Fang Wang, but was stopped by his father Fang Zhe, only to see Fang Zhe's face solemn and said, "You can't participate in their battle." ”

He had traveled south and north for many years, visited many major sects on the rivers and lakes, but had never seen such an evil technique.

He suddenly remembered a legend he had heard a long time ago.

Legend has it that in the depths of the mountains and rivers, there are immortal cultivators, and the worldly martial arts are created by them.

Fang Hanyu watched Fang Wang constantly dodge the golden rays, and that footwork and posture made him feel complicated, both admiration and unwillingness.

Since he was a child, he has a kind of admiration for his cousin, because Fang Wang knows too much, and can always say something that surprises him, even if he goes out to practice martial arts for many years, he will often think of this cousin, he always feels that Fang Wang will become a big man when he grows up, but he never expected that Fang Wang would have such an outstanding height in martial arts.

What he was unwilling was not that Fang Wang was stronger than him, but that he couldn't help Fang Wang.

Fang Wang quickly dodged the attack of the golden light, and kept getting closer to the Tsing Yi Daoist, who saw that Huang Fu could not hurt Fang Wang, and did not panic, his face was still cold.

When Fang Wang came to less than eight steps away from the Tsing Yi Daoist, he threw the sword in his hand.

His strength was so great, this distance was thrown, and he was almost about to stab the Taoist in Tsing Yi as soon as he made a move, however, with a bang, the sword was bounced away.

A burst of yellow light appeared in Fang Wang's eyes, and he saw that the Taoist in Tsing Yi burst out with golden light, like a layer of light armor to protect his body, and bounced away his sword.

Fang Wang looked intently, and the corner of a piece of yellow paper was revealed on the chest of the Taoist in Tsing Yi, which was burning, and the light visible to the naked eye poured out of it, covering his whole body.

Shout! Shout! Shout......

One after another, the sound of breaking the air came, and six silver darts slashed past Fang Wang's ears, killing directly at the Taoist in Tsing Yi.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi did not take it hard this time, but dodged and dodged.

Before he landed, he quickly cast a spell, the dust swirled, and a snake-like thunderbolt appeared out of thin air, unstoppably killing Fang Wang.

Fang Wang dodged, and the thunder and lightning shattered the silver dart, and then fell to the ground, and actually pierced the ground, and the destructive power was amazing.

He turned his head to look and found that Zhou Xue had actually participated in the battle, and had already killed in front of the Tsing Yi Daoist, holding a dagger in her hand, fighting with her, she was agile, so that the Tsing Yi Daoist could not get rid of her.

"She was reborn for seven days, and she has such skills...... Fang Wang was secretly shocked.

Zhou Xue was just a weak woman who stayed at home before she was reborn, but now she has surpassed ordinary first-class masters.

Could it be that Zhou Xue, like him, is also practicing martial arts in secret?

Or is it that Immortal Venerable's methods are beyond his imagination?

The Taoist in Tsing Yi swung out the thunder and lightning spell again, because the distance was too close, Zhou Xue's skills were not as good as Fang Wang, and she was hit in the back in the process of dodging, blood burst out, she followed with a wave of her sleeves, and a burst of light green dust sprinkled out, instantly enveloping the Taoist in Qingyi.

After Zhou Xue fell to the ground, she immediately looked at Fang Wang.

Fang Wang understood, stepped on the shadow step, and quickly killed, he raised his palm and slapped it, the surging true qi with the sound of a dragon groan, a dragon-shaped true qi was struck, and the Tsing Yi Taoist was hit with the power of Wan Jun, knocking it out, and the Tsing Yi Taoist was like a kite with a broken line, flying out more than ten zhang away, and smashed into the ruins.

"That's ...... The real dragon palm that once made a name for itself in the rivers and lakes? ”

Fang Zhe's eyes widened and he exclaimed in disbelief, and Fang Hanyu beside him was equally moved.

The true dragon palm is not a rare and unique learning, as long as you want to find it, you can spend some money, but the real dragon palm is extremely difficult to cultivate, and in today's martial arts, no one can practice the true dragon palm to the fullest.

Fang Wang closed his palms and quickly came to Zhou Xue, who was already in a pool of blood under Zhou Xue, which was very miserable.

"The true qi of a warrior can't kill him, find a way to sprinkle this poison on his wounds...... Poison him to death......"

Without waiting for Fang Wang to speak, Zhou Xue propped up her upper body, said in a trembling voice, and then took out a small paper bag from her arms.

Fang Wang didn't answer, but asked, "If you can't kill him, can you hurt him?" ”

Zhou Xue frowned and said, "Naturally, he is just a Qi Cultivation Realm cultivator, but it is difficult for me to ...... now."

Rumble!

Before she could finish her sentence, a deafening roar was heard behind her, and a fierce wind followed.

Fang Wang squinted, Zhou Xue also turned his head to look, only to see billowing black gas coming out of the ruins, and a black banner rose with it, and there were many gravel and wood chips floating around him, and the figure of the ghost could be vaguely seen.

The black banner rose into the air, and the Taoist in Tsing Yi got up tremblingly, his hair was messy, covered in blood, his robe was broken, he was very embarrassed, and the exposed wounds were even bursting with black blood, he stared at Fang Wang with his eyes dead, and shouted angrily: "Mortal, you dare to hurt me!" ”

After being hit by the True Dragon Palm, he was completely sure that Fang Wang was not an immortal cultivator at all, but just a martial artist!

Injured by Wufu, this made the Taoist in Tsing Yi feel humiliated, and he walked in a fit of rage, the black banner suspended above his head followed him, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves came out, which plunged the Fang Mansion in the night into terror.

"That's the Soul Burning Banner, it can't be touched by its ghostly energy, otherwise it will be taken away from the soul and at its mercy!"

Zhou Xue gritted her teeth and said, her words were anxious, and at the same time, she racked her brains and began to think about countermeasures.

"And you, you poisonous girl, what kind of poison did you sprinkle on me, it's good, I will pay it back a hundred times!" The Taoist in Tsing Yi stared at Zhou Xue with resentful eyes, his body trembled, and poisonous blood continued to gush from the wound, obviously enduring the unimaginable pain of ordinary people.

Fang Wang looked at the other party's trembling steps, his eyes became extremely dangerous, and he slowly raised his right hand.

"You can be hurt by mortals, proving that you are only mortals."

Fang Wang sneered, his voice was loud, and the killing intent in the eyes of the Daoist in Tsing Yi was even worse.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said coldly: "Very good, I won't let you die so happily, I will pick your skin, pull your tendons, torture your soul, and let ......"

As he spoke, he approached Fang Wang and the others, but before he finished speaking, Fang Wang's right hand suddenly raised his index finger and middle finger, and put his fingers together, using his fingers as a sword, and pointed at the Taoist in Tsing Yi from the air.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi showed a sarcastic smile, and then, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see that the sword that had been bounced to the ground suddenly shot out from the ground, turning into a cold light, killing at a speed that was difficult for mortals to catch with the naked eye.

The seriously injured Tsing Yi Daoist had no time to dodge.

Bang –

The sword struck from the back of the Tsing Yi Daoist's head, shattering his head, the sword light shone, and then flew to Fang Wang's front and stopped, suspended in the air, and then, it quickly turned the sword body, and the hilt of the sword was facing Fang Wang's right hand, as if it were a living thing.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Xue's expression was sluggish, and the people of Fangfu who were watching the battle from a distance stared at Fang Wang's sword, all of them had a ghostly expression, dumbfounded.

Fang Mansion fell silent!