All the masters hidden in the dense fog appeared at the same time, and they all had to fight with Fang Yuan, which was a thing that made Fang Yuan very embarrassed, to a certain extent, this represented everyone's affirmation of his strength, and felt that he called himself "invincible", but it was not completely without that confidence, but what people didn't expect was that Fang Yuan didn't just feel that he had this confidence, his arrogance was even higher than everyone imagined, and when a low shout sounded, the green air around him was swirling, and it had shrouded the surrounding area of dozens of zhang.

Then, in the rolling green air, a seven-eight-zhang long Vermilion Bird flew out, wrapped in thunder and lightning, the scorching thunder made people dare not look directly, spread their wings, fierce and inexplicable, and rushed towards the old camel with a dragon's head cane......

At another moment, the immortal willow behind him manifested, and the wicker was like a whip, and it was whipped towards the man with the skull mask on his face, and the true inheritance of the Qingliu Sect.

And in the end, he grabbed it with one hand, turned the green qi into a sword, and rushed straight towards the man with two guns.

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"Do you really want to single-handedly challenge the cultivators?"

Outside the secret realm, I don't know how many people are already speechless when they look at this scene.

In any case, this kind of fighting method is too arrogant.

Or, even, a little bit deadly?

But Fang Yuan didn't look like he didn't understand something, so it was even more difficult to figure out what he was thinking......

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......

Only Fang Yuan knew in his heart what he was going to do!

He had already found that even in the face of the Purple Pill Cultivator, his pressure was not great enough.

Since it is not big enough, then this test method is not refreshing and hearty enough!

So, what if you just singled out everyone?

Maybe he is invincible, but he is not afraid, at least he still has a way to save his life......

Who is afraid of whom?

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Rumble!

The Vermilion Bird rushed to the front of the hunchbacked old man, the other party's eyes were slightly dark, the dragon's head crutch was a little heavy on the ground, and five rays of light immediately appeared in front of him, spinning like a whirlpool, attracting the surrounding void, giving birth to an indescribable huge tearing force, tearing the Vermilion Bird into pieces, and then, the five rays of light flew around his body, and suddenly swept dozens of feet in a radius.

The immortal willow hit the true inheritance of the skull mask and the Qingliu Sect, but the two of them both frowned, the person with the skull mask secretly pinched a magic seal, and in the void in front of him, a black thunder light was immediately born, as if with a violent feeling, the moment the immortal willow willow came into contact with his black thunder light, it withered, and the black qi spread towards Fang Yuan.

And the elegant man of the Qingliu Sect directly reached out and grabbed the immortal willow wicker that hit him directly into his hand, on the wicker, the thunder flashed, but his palm turned into a faint jade white, and he was not hurt at all, immortal so, he even suddenly took a step back, and then calmed down, and pulled the immortal willow in his direction.

Bang!

At this moment, Fang Yuan's sword slashed towards the man holding two black short spears.

The sword light was sharp and terrifying, but the other party's face was just cold, and he raised a silver short spear to block Fang Yuan's long sword.

Above the sword body, the power was so huge, but he didn't take half a step back, it seemed that he still had the strength left.

At the same time, another short spear in his hand struck straight at Fang Yuan's door.

In an instant, four people attacked in a row, and those four people didn't take half a step back, but directly defended and attacked.

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and thought to himself, "This strength is enough......

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With a thought, he pinched the talisman, and his supernatural powers had changed.

The Vermilion Bird that was torn apart by the hunchbacked old cultivator, in this instant, suddenly turned into dozens of smaller Vermilion Birds, like butterflies, the fire was even stronger, scattered in all directions, surrounding the hunchbacked old cultivator, and spat out terrifying thunder......

On the other hand, the man with the skull mask even cast a yin thunder, devouring Fang Yuan, but suddenly felt that the surrounding void was stagnant, as if he had fallen into the sea, and his every move was subject to strong resistance.

Xu Yuren of the Qingliu Sect pulled it hard, but saw that on the immortal willow, hundreds of thousands of willow branches flew towards him, one by one wrapped around him, and in an instant, he was wrapped like a zongzi, and his expression was invisible.

And taking this opportunity, Fang Yuan took a deep breath and suddenly roared angrily.

"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh"

At this time, he faced the black-robed man who was holding two bright silver spears, and the green sword in his hand suddenly slashed out, and a series of sword momentum splashed out, constantly attacking the black-robed man, and in an instant, he had already attacked dozens of swords......

The man with the bright silver spear only felt that the pressure had risen sharply, but when the two spears were waved, they were actually stable and airtight.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

Under Fang Yuan's attack, he took a few steps back, but he was not shot by Fang Yuan.

"Is it really that strong?"

Fang Yuan failed to defeat him in one go, and he was also slightly stunned.

The man with the bright silver spear raised his head, looked at Fang Yuan and smiled: "Otherwise, you treat me as a salted fish?"

The sword momentum in Fang Yuan's palm skyrocketed, attacking him, and said lightly: "I have always respected my opponent, how can I underestimate the people of the world......"

I thought to myself: "This salted fish looks the weakest, I didn't expect the martial arts to be so sharp!"

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I wanted to take down the weakest one in one go, but I didn't expect the other party to have a solid foundation and actually take it down, and after such a delay, those few people who were entangled by his magical powers had already fought back one after another, and the hunchbacked old cultivator who was entangled by countless small vermilion birds, a little more crutches, and the big bag on his back, but suddenly burst open, and countless buzzing iron-tailed red-pupil bees flew out of it.

As soon as the red-pupiled bee appeared, it was overwhelmed, and they flew over to the little vermilion, three or five bees entangled a vermilion finch, and soon the red-pupiled bee fell to the ground and was burned to the black, but the vermilion bird had also exhausted its mana and was annihilated into nothingness.

After all, there were many bees and few birds, and under this desperate struggle, there were still a lot of red-pupiled bees left, and the black pressure was surging towards Fang Yuan.

In another moment, the black-robed man with a skull mask on his face crossed his hands, pinched his Dharma body, and a black lightning bolt manifested around his body, and with a rattling sound, he tore the water that the green carp had summoned to pieces, not only that, but his body flashed, and he rushed into the air, triggering endless black lightning, and suppressed it directly towards the green carp, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

"The thunder spirit refined with the water spirit is the great supplement of my thunder path supernatural power......

Xu Yuren, who was bound by the immortal willow thunder spirit, sighed lowly, and at some point, beside him, another Xu Yuren actually appeared, born exactly the same, flying forward, cutting off all the willows of the immortal willow thunder spirit from the outside, and then the two Xu Yuren glanced at each other, their bodies overlapped, and they turned into one again, and they made a slight progress, and swept towards Fang Yuan.

"Fang Daoyou, your magical powers are amazing, everyone has seen it, but the four of you are still ...... to fight me"

He raised a hand, emitting a faint jade light, and shot it down directly at Fang Yuan's back: "...... It's too reluctant!"

Fang Yuan turned around and grabbed his palm, as if he had been hit hard, his figure retreated three or four feet.

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Outside the secret realm, on the Sendai where the elders of the Immortal League are located, someone sighed lowly: "If you fight alone, this young man surnamed Fang is afraid that he has the strength to fight with anyone, and the victory or defeat is only between a thought, but he fights the four masters alone, and finally he is still a little weak, thinking that among these four people, the camel, Xu Yuren, and Meng Ghost King are all purple pill products, and Wei Long, who is holding two guns, is definitely a golden pill product, but he is also a martial arts master, not to be underestimated, he fights the four masters alone, no matter how you say it, it is too difficult, and the defeat is decided......"

"That's right, Dao Zhan is all about stability, step by step, he also seems to be a sensible and reasonable junior, why is he so reckless?"

Someone frowned and said: "He, Zhang Huozi, Xu Yuren, and Meng Ghost King are all Zidan pills, and they have all obtained the inheritance of the divine law, the foundation is similar, and the exercises are difficult to distinguish, each of them is a strong opponent, and it is difficult to distinguish between one against one, with one enemy and four, then how can he take advantage? I'm afraid, only those Zidan cultivated by the great family and the Great Dao Tong who have been inherited by the immortal law since childhood, can really subdue all of you, he really thinks too highly of himself, and his strength is not ......."

"Could it be that he was worried that when he entered the depths of the secret realm, he would meet the Nine Heavenly Princess and the Sword Washing Pool Sword Master, so he deliberately sought defeat?"

There was a lot of discussion around him, and he was a little confused.

"Brother Ebony Dao, what do you think?"

Xianmeng Zhen looked at the Pavilion Master of Langya Pavilion and asked softly.

"You all have a point!"

Mr. Ebony, one of the masters of the Seven Great Courtyards, was silent for a long time, and then said in a low voice: "But such a simple truth, we outsiders don't have to look at it, we can understand it, do you think this little child who can cultivate into a purple pill can't understand it?"

The Immortal Alliance guard frowned and didn't speak.

Mr. Ebony also fell silent, and only said after a while: "Besides, do you think that what he relies on is really the Tiangang Five Thunder Guide?"

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"It's almost time ...... fire"

And at this time, the three major thunder spirits had all been restrained, and Fang Yuan, who seemed to be under a deep siege, also took a deep breath, and then secretly made up his mind: "These people are really Tianjiao characters, if I had cultivated all the way according to the inheritance of the Jin family in Tianlai City, even if I cultivated the Tiangang Five Thunder Guides well, I would only be ...... with them."

"But ......"

The next moment, facing the fierce pressure of the people around him, he shook his sleeves, his mana skyrocketed, and he went straight out.

“...... Who said I only cultivated one divine method?"