But at this moment, in the billowing smoke, Fang Yuan had already aroused his anger, and a sword slashed towards the young man in purple, the two weapons were connected, unexpectedly, the amazing mana collided together, and unexpectedly, the young man in purple was actually slashed back by Fang Yuan's sword, and his feet made a deep furrow on the solid ground.

"You're looking for death!"

The young man in purple changed color, and when he angrily mentioned his mana, he was about to strike at him.

But before he could make a move, Fang Yuan slashed with a sword, and he had already approached again, followed by another sword!

This sword came too fast, and the young man in purple could only grit his teeth and hold the golden mace again to block in front of people.

"Sneer......"

The sword knocked him back alive.

"Where did this little bastard get such deep mana?"

At this time, even he was faintly surprised, he was obviously a cultivator of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, under the foundation, it was rare to meet an opponent, and his strength could basically crush all the disciples of this Xiaozhu Peak, how could he have thought that the other party actually had such a strong mana, obviously the cultivation was two orders lower than his own, but the sword momentum contained indescribable mana, and he suffered a loss when he slashed two swords in a row!

Especially in the face of everyone's peace, he was repelled twice, and he was already really angry.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Fang Yuan didn't care about so much, after taking out two swords in a row, the anger in his heart had not yet been discharged, the sword light was cold, and he rushed forward again, under the urging of the Infinite Sword Sutra, those sword moves that were usually familiar with the heart were directly and continuously unleashed, turning into a big net of weaving the sky, and slashed towards the young man in purple in front of him one after another, one sword fiercely beat the other!

Now, he is no longer very obsessed with sword moves, and at this time, he is even more enjoyable!

It seems that he has no rules anymore, but he is just constantly drawing his sword!

Bang bang......

But for the young man in purple, it was not so enjoyable, he only felt that a big net was woven in front of him, and he wanted to rush out several times, but he failed to do so, but was knocked back one after another, such as several times, his back has already hit the merit stone wall, and the strong sword momentum forced him, and the merit stone wall was knocked out of a shallow mark, which can be said to be extremely embarrassing!

"How bold...... It's you who seek your own death!"

With the temperament of this young man in purple, how could he stand such an insult, roared angrily, and suddenly couldn't care about anything, and suddenly a body of mana frantically urged, all poured into the golden nine dragon gong in his palm, and for a while I saw that above the golden nine dragon gong, the golden mang, and the lifelike dragon pattern on the gong seemed to be alive at this moment, roaring in a low voice......

"Hurry up, stop them!"

At first glance, seeing the change before the merit stone wall, all the deacons of the Immortal Gate were taken aback.

At first, when they saw the young man in purple making a move, although they were a little hesitant, they didn't want to stop it directly, because the other party was a true disciple, once these true disciples successfully built the foundation and grew up, their status would not be lower than that of these low-level deacon elders.

And in their imagination, as a true disciple, no matter what, they would not kill an immortal disciple who was much younger than him, until they saw that he even used the golden Nine Dragons, his face changed greatly, and he couldn't care about anything else.

"It's really not like that, even a magic weapon like the Golden Nine Dragons has to be used?"

Even the woman in white on the hillside couldn't help but whisper, her brows furrowed tightly.

"Golden Nine Dragons, that's not ......"

When Senior Sister Xiao Qiao heard this name, she couldn't help but be startled, and her face turned pale.

"Dangerous ......"

At this time, Fang Yuan, who was frantically drawing out of the sword, also intuitively felt a kind of heart-pounding, when he was fighting with people, he often subconsciously emptied his distracting thoughts, so as not to be affected and make wrong judgments, and it was precisely because of the emptiness of distracting thoughts that his intuition was extremely sensitive when fighting with people, and at this time, he suddenly felt a strong danger!

But correspondingly, he can also feel that the opponent can't hold on for long.

At this moment, he didn't choose to stop, but gritted his teeth and slashed through with a sword, and in this sword, he didn't have any reservations, and all the Xuanhuang Qi in his body was destroyed, and he rolled towards the opponent with a bang, like a big wave of the long river!

At this moment, the demon mark on his sword suddenly lit up.

"Die!"

The purple-clothed young man shouted angrily, and as soon as he soared into the sky, the golden Nine Dragons in his hand was about to be waved out, and he wanted to fight Fang Yuan, but what he didn't expect was that just when the power of the Golden Nine Dragons was about to be truly destroyed, he suddenly saw Fang Yuan's sword light, and in that kind of snowy sword light, he actually saw a bright blood, and his heart was inexplicably shocked......

That feeling was like glimpsing a sea of blood, and the terrible screams inside penetrated into the bottom of my heart like a sharp needle.

The momentum of the Golden Nine Dragons that he had just destroyed suddenly slowed down.

However, Fang Yuan's sword momentum rolled in, immediately shattering the golden light in front of him, and continued to rush forward, pushing him straight to the stone wall, and the young man in purple also reacted, desperately trying to exert the power of the golden Nine Dragons, but at this moment, Fang Yuan had already rushed over, and stabbed straight at him with a sword......

"You...... How dare you kill me?"

The young man in purple was taken aback, and it was too late to urge the Nine Dragons Gong again.

And looking at Fang Yuan's expressionless appearance, a terrifying fear arose in his heart for the first time.

"Hurry up, stop him ......"

At this time, the deacons on the mountain had just rushed down, shouting and rushing towards the young man in purple, wanting to stop him from destroying the magic weapon of the Golden Nine Dragons, otherwise, not only Fang Yuan, but they were worried that even the merit stone wall would be destroyed......

"Stop a fart, stop Xiao Fangyuan!"

Deacon Bai was the first to notice that something was wrong, and shouted angrily, and at the same time rushed towards Fang Yuan.

"Oooh oh...... Also to ......"

Only then did those deacons realize that it was not Fang Yuan who was in danger now, but the young man in purple, who hurriedly turned in the air and rushed towards Fang Yuan, but in mid-air, they saw Fang Yuan's sword like a meteor, hearty, and stabbed at the young man in purple without the slightest hesitation......

"Xiao Fangyuan, don't be a killer, do you want to destroy your future?"

Fang Yuan's sword was too fast, and this scene appeared too abruptly, even these deacons were a little too late to stop it.

In his eagerness, he could only rush forward and yell desperately.

"Self-destructive future?"

When Fang Yuan heard this, he hesitated slightly, but in an instant, he still stabbed out with a sword.

"It's over, it's over!"

The deacons were so frightened that they hurried to the front, and when they saw this scene, they wanted to cry without tears.

"This ...... Wouldn't it?"

On the hillside, Xiao Pepper and the others were also shocked beyond measure, and subconsciously stood up.

Around Xiaozhu Peak, the mountains are all over the wilderness, and it is silent.

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked over, not expecting such an outcome.

The appearance of the young man in purple was really unexpected, and his strong strength made Xiaozhufeng up and down, and all the Xianmen disciples were startled, and even gave birth to boundless fear, but what was even more unexpected was that after such a big battle, it was he who actually lost, it was the true legend of the Xianmen, how high his identity was, he was actually given by Fang Yuan......

“...... He's not dead!"

Before the merit stone wall, the smoke and dust scattered, gradually revealing the true face on the stone wall.

Someone's heart jumped and he hurriedly shouted.

Only then did the disciples of the Immortal Sect discover that the young man in purple was still alive.

Fang Yuan's sword pierced his shoulder and nailed him to the merit stone wall, and the golden Nine Dragons in his hand also fell to the ground weakly, and at this time, the whole person had lost all the strength to resist, and it hung in mid-air......

"It's okay...... Ok......"

Deacon Bai and the others saw this scene clearly, and they immediately took a heavy breath.

It's good if you don't die, it's good if you don't die!

Suffering some small injuries is not a big deal, but it is a true legend, and being beheaded like this is an earth-shattering event!

"Xiao Fangyuan, come here, don't be rash!"

The deacons held their breath and whispered to Fang Yuan, for fear of arousing him, so they added another sword.

However, they thought too much, Fang Yuan's anger was relieved a lot with this sword, and his mind had calmed down at this time, he glanced at the true disciple who was nailed to the wall by himself, just snorted coldly, and pulled out the scabbard he had inserted in his waist, and then pulled out the long sword nailed to him, his body turned, and slowly fell to the ground!

As he drew his sword, the young man in purple also fell down and fell heavily to the ground.

Fang Yuan didn't look back at him at all, holding the sword in his right hand and the sheath in his left, his gaze slowly swept over, Li Jianghan, Wang Kun, Taihe Zhen, Qi Xiaofeng, and on the path of Xiaozhufeng, Chen Xuan and other immortal disciples who had come over from a distance all met his gaze, and their faces became solemn, and Fang Yuan sent it lightly, and returned the sword into the sheath!

Then he stuck his sword on the ground beside him and made a gesture in all directions: "Senior brothers, I won this game!"