Han Jiazi, one of the four masters of the Western Desert, rushed over and no one stopped him, and the three goblins of the Northern Divine Mountain rushed over and no one stopped him, but the little master had just shown his signboard, and someone came to stop me, is this despising me? Fang Xing was so angry in his heart that needless to say, he didn't even bother to ask the other party's road number, and directly ordered the Dapeng Evil King to crash over, and anyone who dared to stop Uncle Fang from setting up the score would die......

The Blue Sword monk who blocked the way, dressed in sackcloth, wearing a hat, and building a foundation for triple cultivation, but he came relatively early, and was protected by a group of disciples, sitting in front of the basin and waiting, looking very low-key, only when Han Jiazi, one of the four masters of the Western Desert, turned his head and glanced at it, Fang Xing and the three goblins of the Northern God Mountain were playing, he only glanced at it lightly, and did not take it to heart.

However, after Fang Xing played the banner, his eyes suddenly flickered, his figure flashed, and he crossed a distance of nearly a hundred zhang, like a gray shadow, swept over the heads of Zhong Xiu, stopped in front of Fang Xing's carriage, and pointed at the carriage.

Originally, he had prepared a stomach full of words, ready to talk to Fang Xing, but he didn't expect that Fang Xing didn't even ask, and directly urged the carriage to rush over, and the five ferocious dragons opened their teeth and danced their claws, waving their claws, as if treating him as a small fly, but it also startled him, and the blue sword in his hand moved, and a sword shadow was held on the sole of his foot, and flew into the air.

"A certain family is talking to you, are you deaf?"

The Blue Sword Monk drank coldly, the sword light in his hand shook, and in an instant, a blue rainbow stabbed straight towards Fang Xingmian Door.

It's just a blue rainbow, but it seems to have suddenly entered the cold winter, and the sword light passed by, and there was a frost trail that appeared.

"The sword is like frost, and the sword is cold. It turned out to be one of the four heroes of the Western Desert, Han Longzi. When did he come?"

"It is rumored that Han Longzi and Native Lotus are close friends. No wonder he wants to block this Fang Xiaojiu's way, is it to avenge his friend?"

"Two of the Four Masters of the Western Desert have come, this big snowy mountain is in danger, and it is rumored that the monks of the Western Desert are quite hostile to him!"

Among the monks, there were also those who reacted quickly, recognized the identity of the blue sword monk, and whispered about it.

And not far away from Leng Ziyan. He smiled even more and glanced at the disciples of Zhuwan Luo Academy.

The look in his eyes seemed to say, I'm right, as soon as this abandoned son appears, he will attract a great enemy, how can it be good to follow him?

And Fang Xing, who was sitting in the carriage, also smiled coldly, not dodging or dodging, but sneaking the Xuanfa, and two golden wings appeared behind him. Layers are stacked, but they are wrapped in golden barriers in front of him. The blue sword light stabbed by the cold dragon son was stopped by the sword shadow in front of him, and then quietly shattered into nothingness, but it didn't work at all, and it looked anticlimactic.

"Although Brother Yuan is a little more amorous by nature, he is a kind and kind person, and he was killed by you, and a certain family wants to ask you ......"

Han Longzi didn't use a sword, but he didn't continue to hand it out, but asked in a cold voice, it seemed that he really wanted to seek justice for the original lotus.

However, after Fang Xing stopped this sword, he flapped his wings and rushed towards him, and he had already taken the one-legged bronze lance in his hand, his arms were rounded, and he smashed it down, shouting in his mouth: "Ask your uncle ......"

Han Longzi's face changed, and the second half of the sentence was suffocated back into his stomach, and with a muffled roar, the blue long sword in his hand ran like a wheel, drawing a circle, each circle, but it turned into an ice wheel, and in an instant, dozens of ice wheels appeared in front of him, layer upon layer, like a huge ice lotus, stopped in front of Fang Xing, who was smashing over with a one-legged bronze lance.

"Old Evil Help......"

Fang Xing drank coldly and secretly transmitted his voice.

And the one-legged bronze lance in his hand smashed down with all the rage.

"Bang ......"

This stick smashed into the ice wheel that filled the sky, and the tooth-sour "Titica" sound sounded, and the ice wheel in the sky actually appeared dense ice lines, and then broke one after another, crystal like layers of frost rain floating in the air, at the same time, two black smoke quietly came up from the ground, and the tornado rushed behind the cold dragon.

Han Longzi sensed the danger behind him, roared, turned around and stabbed, the sword light turned into a cold arc, forcing towards the two dragons that attacked behind him, you need to know that this dragon is the manifestation of the soul of the dragon in the seal of the famous magic weapon of the Golden Light Ancestor, and the power is endless, Han Longzi is a person with some knowledge, naturally knows that it is powerful, and under the surprise, he defends with all his strength.

It's just that he didn't expect that the two dragons just retreated in a flash, but Fang Xing on the front smirked and struck down with a stick.

"Boom", the power of his rod fell, instantly penetrating the layers of ice wheels, and the invisible energy directly attacked behind Han Longzi, Han Longzi gritted his steel teeth, and quickly returned to the sword to block, and suddenly retreated.

This kind of change, only between the lightning and the fire, in the eyes of everyone, but after Han Longzi stabbed a sword, he shouted and asked Fang Xiaojiu, a disciple of the Great Snow Mountain, why he was ruthless, and killed his friend Yuan Lian, but that Fang Xiaojiu shouted "Ask your uncle", flew back and smashed down with a stick, Han Longzi was blocked by the sword, and was smashed back dozens of feet by a stick.

As for the action of the Dapeng Evil King secretly attacking the two dragons to attack the cold dragon, few people found out.

"Wow" "Wow" "Wow" "Wow" "Wow"

After Han Longzi landed, he retreated more than ten zhang in a row, his face was pale, his chest was undulating, and he seemed to be injured.

Fang Xing turned around and swept back to the carriage, holding a one-legged bronze lance in one hand, sitting down on the wheel, with a sneer on his face: "You asked me why I killed him?

Han Longzi gritted his teeth and never spoke, he had just suffered a secret loss, his qi and blood were retrograde, and he couldn't suppress it as soon as he opened his mouth, and he clearly felt that Fang Xing's qi was still firmly locked on him, maybe as soon as he opened his mouth, the little ghost would shoot at him, and he would be sure of this big loss, so for a while, he could only close his mouth tightly and stare at Fang Xing.

"Do you have anything to say, get out of the way if you don't have anything to say!"

Fang Xing drank coldly, and secretly informed the Dapeng Evil King to hit him again.

The evil king of Dapeng smiled, and the carriage went again, booming. Five dragons fangs and claws. Crashed into Hanlongzi.

Han Longzi was furious. had no choice but to dodge to the side, looking at Fang Xing's gaze, which was already full of murderous intent.

"Unexpectedly, Han Longzi, one of the four heroes of the Western Desert who was beaten with one move, didn't dare to fight back, this Great Snow Mountain disciple is so fierce!"

"Everyone says that he is one of the four veins, and he has killed one of the four heroes of the Western Desert, the primordial lotus, and the golden light of the first vein, the foundation of Tianjiao Jinfu, the fierce wind is the same, and now it is true. It's just strange, why is he not ranked among the five sons of the Great Snow Mountain with such strength?"

"Maybe it's a sharp sword hidden in the Great Snow Mountain, and his strength is by no means inferior to the five sons of the Great Snow Mountain......"

For a while, seeing Fang Xing's fierce wind, the cultivators were frightened and whispered.

And Leng Ziyan, who was hidden among the cultivators, had an extremely ugly face, and turned his head angrily.

He was still complacent about his wise decision. Now it's like a slap in the face.

Even if No. 1 is out of the flag, it attracts a strong enemy?

Han Longzi, one of the four heroes of the Western Desert who Fang Xing beat with a stick, didn't even dare to speak. But it is even more fierce and majestic.

At this time, he couldn't help but hope for the other person among the four heroes of the Western Desert, if the Han family and the Han Longzi joined forces, maybe the two of them could suppress the descendants of the Hundred Beast Sect, but somehow, in this box, the battle between the Han Longzi and Fang Xing attracted the attention of countless people, but that Han Jiazi was definitely riding on the back of the dragon horse, and he didn't even look at this side.

"What are you looking at, the eyeballs will be gouged out for you!"

The carriage went straight forward, came to the edge of the basin and stopped, and swept around in a brutal manner, shouting to the cultivators.

The surrounding monks suddenly opened their eyes sideways, not daring to look at him, but secretly cursed in their hearts: This little ghost is really arrogant!

Seeing the cultivators' sideways, Fang Xing's heart blossomed, which was exactly the effect he wanted.

In the cultivation world, sometimes he expects a score, and the score he has today is quite successful.

In fact, in terms of his strength, if he deals with the cold dragon, he doesn't have to use the power of the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner, but he also knows that there are probably more than one person who covets himself among the cultivators around him, and if he is entangled by the cold dragon, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no other people who want to pick up the cheap to beat him as a water dog, so if he wants to deal with the cold dragon, he must defeat the enemy with one move and take the lead in taking the lead.

It's just that if you want to take down the cold dragon with one move, only the yin and yang big grinding plate can do it.

But if he casts the Yin and Yang Great Mill, his spiritual power is exhausted, but it is difficult to deal with the emergencies behind, so he secretly notified the evil king of Dapeng and controlled the two dragons to fight back and forth with himself, anyway, for him, as long as it can achieve the effect of deterring the group cultivation around the basin, what kind of hero and hero's concept of fighting alone is to be stupid in his opinion, and the two fools will do that.

Now, the effect is fully achieved.

There are no less than hundreds of cultivators around, and there are forty or fifty people in Zhuji, among which the monks who want to capture him and go to show favor to the Huangfu family can account for one-third, and there are seven or eight people who have been robbed by him before, and almost all of them are unpleasant to look at him, but they were shocked by his move just now to force Han Longzi to retreat, hundreds of smart, half a hundred Zhuji, but no one dared to face himself.

"It turns out that he is the disciple of the Great Snow Mountain who has eliminated the four veins by himself, no wonder he dares to speak out and tease our sisters......"

At the edge of the basin a hundred zhang away, the three goblins from the North Divine Mountain also had bright eyes and discussed softly.

"What? Sister Fleur, do you want to sleep with him?"

The senior sister in a green dress looked at the second senior sister in the flower skirt teasingly.

The woman in the flower skirt smiled slightly and said, "Such a man naturally wants to sleep with him, but it's better to let the little junior sister open it!"

The youngest goblin's face was slightly red, kicked off the stones under his feet, and said shyly: "I can't beat him, it's not good to use it......"

"Hehe, it's okay, the two of us are senior sisters to help you......"

The woman in the green dress and the flower skirt laughed, ready to discuss how to kidnap Fang Xing.

"Alas, look at you, look at you, they are smiling at the master, I just said that I am very handsome, and everyone loves me, right?"

Fang Xing, who occupied a region on the edge, saw the three goblins from the North Divine Mountain who kept looking at him, and he also threw flattering eyes at them excitedly, and then happily showed off to Chu Ci and the blue-faced robbers.

"Hmph, three goblins who don't respect themselves, Brother Jiu, what do you see them doing!"

Chu Ci's eyes couldn't hide his disgust for the three goblins in the Northern Divine Mountain.

The blue-faced robber, on the other hand, sighed silently and said, "If you knew what was going on in their hearts, I'm afraid you wouldn't be so happy...... It's not right, maybe it's more happy to ......" Speaking of this, he was suddenly slightly stunned, raised his eyes and looked west, his eyes frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "There is another powerful one, it seems that this opportunity is not easy to take......" (to be continued......)

PS: Today's third update, hehe, thank you!