Chapter Eighty-Three: True Disciple, But That's It

From the very beginning when he decided to break into the formation, Fang Yuan held his breath.

And this breath, at least to the end, will not relax until his sword is put into the scabbard.

I thought that after defeating Li Jianghan, Taihezhen and others, I would be able to spit out this breath, but I didn't expect that there were still people blocking me, this young man in purple in front of him looked a little blind, but it didn't matter, at this time, a road was about to come to an end, and the battle spirit in my heart had reached its peak.

"You dare to shoot a sword at me?"

The young man in purple clothes originally just smiled coldly, condescendingly, and wanted to reprimand this group of Xiaozhufeng disciples, but he didn't expect that the madman in the green robe didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly swung his sword and slashed over, and immediately indignant, and funny, his eyebrows were upside down, twisted into a Sichuan character, and then suddenly, the big sleeves waved out, and the voice sounded in a deep voice: "Get out!"

Bang!

Under this breeze, the wind and fire appeared, tumbling and rolling, and I don't know how much violent power was contained in a breeze, like a dark cloud covering the top.

"Sure enough, it's a master......"

Fang Yuan's brows were also twisted, he was a knowledgeable person, from the other party's simple flick, he found that the other party's strength was actually terrifying, at least a lot higher than Li Jianghan and the others, not only did his cultivation reach the eighth layer of Qi training, but the operation of the spell and the control of the strength had also reached a level of subtlety, and he was really a little surprised in his heart, and at the same time, the sense of urgency was urgently raised!

"I don't know who this person is, but at this juncture, he came to trouble me......"

"He deliberately waited for me to rush near the merit stone monument before he stopped me, did he want to use me to become famous?"

"Huh!"

A few thoughts flashed through his heart quickly, and Fang Yuan quickly settled on one thought!

Whoever he is, no matter where he comes from, defeat him first!

When this thought rose, the round of green moon beside him was also suddenly sent out, and it collided with the sleeve of the young man in purple, but he only heard a click, a series of violent sounds, the sleeve of the young man in purple was not a real magic weapon after all, it had already been torn apart, and butterflies flew like butterflies, but Fang Yuan was destroyed by this power and retreated!

"Little bastard, do you dare to fight back?"

The young man in purple obviously didn't expect this scene, although under this fight, he actually didn't suffer, on the contrary, it was he who repelled Fang Yuan and gained the upper hand, but the sleeves of his robe were torn, revealing a bare arm, but it looked very ugly, which was a bit unexpected, and it made him feel unbearable, and his narrow eyes were bloody!

"Huh!"

From the Qiankun bag around his waist, a golden shadow suddenly flew out, he waved his hand and grabbed the golden shadow, and smashed it down towards Fang Yuan's head, it was actually a jade mace inlaid with golden dragon patterns, and under one blow, the void burst out with a roaring sound!

"My mouth stinks!"

Fang Yuan also determined one thing at this time, this person in front of him would definitely not be an ordinary immortal sect disciple, his strength was simply terrifying, if he was against him in normal times, he might not have the certainty of victory, but he didn't have time to think about it, no matter who he was, he was stopped in front of him, as long as he was stopped in front of him, he would defeat him and return the long sword into the sheath......

This is the only way to get back the position of true inheritance!

"Harvest is like iron across the river, and a thousand sails will not cross!"

In the face of that blow, his heart sank, the sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and the defense was flawless and flawless.

At the same time, a body of mana also frantically urged, circling around the body!

He cultivates the Xuanhuang One Qi Technique, and now that he has reached a small level, the advantages of the Xuanhuang One Qi are reflected, which can make his mana condensed and pure, and more importantly, the word Xuanhuang represents heaven and earth, and Xuanhuang is taken from heaven and earth, and his mana has an all-encompassing mystery that can run freely......

Whether he wields a sword or uses a spell, his power can be greatly increased.

"Boom!"

The golden dragon hammer slammed heavily on Fang Yuan's sword fence, and the sound shook in all directions, and everyone who was close to felt that their gums were sour.

But after the shock, he was surprised to find that Fang Yuan was still standing with a horizontal sword on his chest, and he didn't move.

That trick was really taken by him!

The other party was obviously a lot higher than him, but he took it stubbornly!

How could his mana be so strong?

"The current little cubs are really arrogant, and they don't even know how to count the etiquette......"

The young man in purple was obviously a little surprised, but he quickly gritted his teeth and sneered.

"Today, I will teach you that you should be in awe of your fellow brothers!"

As he spoke, he suddenly flipped his hand and fell again, and in this wave, in mid-air, it seemed that countless phantoms of him appeared, and at the same time, the wave fell, one after another, wave after wave, and it seemed that there were more than a dozen hammers smashed down at the same time!

"That'...... Is that...... What happened to him?"

Long ago, when the young man in purple was gone, among the onlookers around, some people were panicked, some were surprised, some were puzzled, some people didn't know the young man in purple at all, and they were very surprised where such a person came from, and those who could recognize him all changed their faces drastically, and they were shocked when they saw ghosts, and their intuition was so big that they really didn't know how to end......

"The true legend of the immortal sect, and you are embarrassed to bully your junior brother?"

On the hillside not far away, Little Pepper was about to stand up as soon as he slapped the chessboard, and rushed down directly to intervene.

"It's inconvenient for you to make a move at this time!"

But at this moment, the woman in white next to her stretched out her hand and grabbed her, and said lightly: "When you competed with him for the position of true inheritance, you lost to him, and you were so angry that you didn't even want to go back to Shenxiao Peak to practice, you have been in the elixir prison for so many years, and you have violated the rules of the fairy gate, and now you want to deal with him, aren't you afraid that he will take advantage of this incident and force you to go back to Shenxiao Peak?"

"Just go back...... I'm not going back yet!"

Pepper was angry and angry, but she endured it.

"Senior Sister Luo, then you hurry up, you can't watch him being beaten by the true disciples......"

Xiao Qiao's junior sister was also anxious next to her, and said anxiously.

But the woman surnamed Luo smiled and said, "Why should I make a move?"

Xiao Qiao's junior sister was in a hurry, and she said with a smile: "He is not bound to lose!"

Senior Sister Xiao Qiao was stunned when she heard this, and said stupidly: "The opponent is a true disciple of three years ago......"

The woman surnamed Luo smiled and said, "Isn't that Senior Brother Fang also competing for the position of True Inheritance?"

This time, whether it was Xiao Qiao's sister or Xiao Pepper, the two of them were a little speechless.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this moment, the golden gong had already fallen, and a series of sounds sounded, it seemed to be just a gong, but I don't know how many gravity paths fell on Fang Yuan's body, and the gunpowder smoke in the field was everywhere, the gravel burst out, and the smoke and dust in the sky flew up, even the merit stone wall was covered, and the people in the surrounding mid-air could no longer see the appearance of the field, but they felt that their hearts were shocked......

"Hahahaha, don't you want to be a true disciple?"

The young man in purple waved his golden wedge and swept his eyes coldly: "Now you know the gap between yourself and the true disciple, right?"

"Got it......"

And Fang Yuan, who was inside the smoke and dust, replied in a deep voice.

At this time, he looked a little embarrassed, the green robe on his body had been shattered, and the palm holding the sword was also trembling slightly, since he practiced the way of the sword, this was the first time, he was forced to rely on his strong strength, shattered the sword circumference, and in the power of the golden hammer, there was already a bombardment on his body, and a wisp of blood slipped down from the corner of his mouth!

But there was a strange smile on his face, like mockery, and as if he was sighing......

From the words of the young man in purple, he had already heard the identity of the other party......

It turned out to be a true disciple......

No wonder there are such cultivation and magic weapons......

It's just that this discovery didn't make him feel scared, but sneered......

"I really have to thank you......"

When he spoke, the hatred for this true transmission, as well as the fury brought by being at a disadvantage in the fighting method for the first time in his life, made the Xuanhuang Qi in his body rise up after him, and there were faint signs of turning from azure to red......

At the same time, the long sword in his hand was trembling gently!

In other words, it was not the sword that trembled, but the demon mark on the sword body......

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known......"

He swallowed a mouthful of blood that surged to his mouth, and said coldly: "It turns out that the true disciple is nothing more than that!"

Rumble!

Just as his words fell, suddenly an indescribably violent wind rose from the ground, blowing the surrounding smoke and dust and stone chips in all directions, and the field was instantly clean, only Fang Yuan, who was holding a long sword, stood in the field, his eyes locked tightly on the young man in purple, and in the next second, Fang Yuan suddenly stepped on the ground, and a large cobweb-shaped pit immediately appeared on the ground!

"Whoosh!"

And his whole person rushed in front of the young man in purple, without any skill, and slashed down with a sword.

"Haha, it turns out that the coffin doesn't fall...... Huh?"

The young man in purple was sneering, but before he finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned.

Fang Yuan is too fast, and his strength is too amazing!

Even he had a pang in his heart, and he had to keep his mouth shut, and hurriedly waved the golden gong in front of him.

With a "snap", the long sword and the golden mace collided together, swinging layers of dragon groans.