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Fu Xingbang pushed horizontally with both palms, full of talent, full of inspiration, with all kinds of visions evolving around Fu Xingbang's body, a respected figure, self-cultivation, family, and governance, and finally reached the peaceful world.

"What can you do in the world, let your realm be profound, I will break it with one punch!"

Yang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing two rays of cold light, without putting Fu Xingbang's style in his eyes at all, the surface of his fists was surrounded by talent and aura, and the sea of talent behind him was surging, and a bright moon with a round of spiritual light condensed hung high, shining on the place where Yang Chen's feet had stepped on.

Yang Chen carried rolling strength, rampage, without any actual combat skills, directly with the strongest strength, hard to shake the world's first genius Bai Yiqing Fu Xingbang's peaceful world.

The rolling trend, like a big river flowing eastward into the sea, seems to be unstoppable, only by forcing it away, can it be slowly figured out.

But Yang Chen, knowing that he can't do it, is determined, moves forward bravely, the man is as determined as iron, watching the test hand, mending the cracks in the sky, Yang Chen will never retreat.

Punch out, the treasure light on the fist spurted out, the powerful fist intention rippled in all directions, sprinkled my blood, indomitable, even in the face of the general trend of the world, I did not change my heart, forge ahead.

Bang!

Yang Chen's fists bombarded Fu Xingbang's palms, and a wave of dazzling light, centered on the place where the two fists and palms met, spread out in all directions at a rapid pace, and the intense light shone brightly, even if it was a white-headed Confucian who had cultivated to a high level, he couldn't see what was happening in the center of the light.

With the spread of light, it was a great power, and began to wantonly destroy, at this time, runes shone out in the small world, and these runes were dense and dense, covering the small world.

Where the runes shone, the dazzling light was extinguished by an invisible force and returned to normal.

"Which of them lost?"

After the light dissipated, such a thought appeared in everyone's hearts, Fu Xingbang's realm was deep and strong, to the point of all kinds of unbelievable.

Yang Chen's realm, in the eyes of everyone, has only reached the realm of Confucianism and Taoism, but he has reduced his strength one by one, and with great talent and aura, he has strongly bombarded Fu Xingbang.

Everyone's eyes converged on the two of them again, and they saw Yang Chen standing there, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and a jade willow tree with a white light appeared behind him, three thousand willow branches were submerged into the void, each one was crystal clear, with smoke in the branches of the willow branches, hazy, beautiful and beautiful.

The corners of Fu Xingbang's mouth were bloodstained, and the general trend of the family and country around him was broken cleanly, the country was broken and the mountains and rivers were there, and the city was deep in spring.

With this blow, Fu Xingbang's peaceful world has entered another realm.

"Die!"

Looking at the injured Fu Xingbang, Yang Chen's heart was infinitely murderous, he stepped in the air, like a god, the three thousand willow branches behind him swayed together, on the willow branches, there were classics written by Yang Chen, hanging classic poems written by Yang Chen, these classics, these poems, like pearls, on the willow branches, blooming with their own unique brilliance.

A swordsman, holding a divine sword, jumped down from the willow branch, holding a divine sword, and killed Fu Xingbang.

Now that he is showing the king, who has injustice?

A plum blossom blooms proudly in the snow, the overwhelming cold, the fragrance that makes people fascinated, evolves from the willow branches, and spreads out, as if to envelop this piece of heaven and earth, turn this piece of heaven and earth into a world of plum and snow, plum and snow are three points white, and the snow loses a piece of plum fragrance.

A huge golden scissors, with the meaning of spring, with a gentle spring breeze, appeared from behind the willow branches, as soon as it appeared, it had a kind of big that covered the sky and the sun, as if this pair of scissors, can cut the sky and the earth.

A swordsman, a long sword, leaps up and kills like a fire!

A plum blossom, a piece of snow, shrouded down, the plum fragrance is intoxicating, the snow covers the sky, death without aware.

A pair of scissors, a wisp of breeze, appeared out of thin air, covering the sky and the sun, blocking the waist and cutting, making it difficult to escape.

Looking at the killing machine that appeared, Fu Xingbang's expression changed!

In the face of Yang Chen's Confucianism and Taoism methods, Fu Xingbang was difficult to resist, although he had also read many famous classics and could evolve their true intentions, but these true intentions were not necessarily able to stop the Confucianism and Taoism brought by Yang Chen's originals, because these originals, when they were used by the author, would have the favor of heaven, the Taoist rhyme would be pervasive, and the power would be superior.

As Yang Chen unleashed the three Confucian and Taoist secret techniques, there was also a Confucian and Taoist holy voice in the willow tree behind him, reciting these three original poems.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried, today to show the king, who has injustice?

Mei Xue did not refuse to descend in the spring, and the pen fee of the Sao Ren Pavilion was commented. The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance.

Jasper is made into a tree high, ten thousand hanging down green silk, I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors!

The sound of the wind and rain, the sound of reading, the sound of the ear, endless, with the sound of Confucianism and Taoism, the visions are varied, and the power of the evolved Confucianism and Taoism secret art has become even greater.

This time!

Yang Chen really wanted to kill Fu Xingbang and left no room for anything.

At this time, Fu Xingbang also began to work hard, knowing that one was not good, his little life would be explained here, but when he was desperate, Fu Xingbang did not have the fear of imminent death, but there was a wisp of ridicule in his eyes.

Roar!

The talented dragon coiled around Fu Xingbang's body suddenly swelled up, the scales and armor appeared, and the whole body was white, as if it was cast by a miraculous jade, flowing with a white luster.

The swelled talent dragon was more than twenty meters long, and its five claws were gently stretched, and its strong strength and hazy clouds appeared under its claws.

A loud roar!

The dragon twisted its body, one paw towards the swordsman, and the other tail towards the scissors!

The swordsman attacked, like an antelope hanging its horns, flipped over, the sword qi was three thousand miles long, directly cut off the dragon's claws, and turned into a ball of qi to disperse;

Then the bone-chilling cold spread, freezing the remaining half of the body.

Click!

The frozen body was shattered by the swordsman's sword and golden scissors, and the talent dragon disappeared, Fu Xingbang's face was pale for a while, and only a jewel condensed by spiritual light on his head still exuded a misty brilliance, enveloping his body, and all evils were inviolable.