Chapter 143: The Heart Ape and the Horse

For Su Qing, Fang Wenyuan has always been unpredictable. Her attitude was cold, sometimes coquettish, sometimes resentful, and sometimes graceful, like a fog, and when Fang Wenyuan stretched out his hand to tease, he found that it was still fog.

At the same time as he was distracted, there was a commotion all around, and he became the focus of discussion.

"Who is this person?

"Yes, I have been in the sect for decades, and I have never seen this person!"

"However, if he can let Senior Brother Yuan drive the car for him, he must have something extraordinary about him!"

"Maybe it's another gentleman!"

"Not really, I can't see through this person's cultivation! ”

There was a commotion, and Fang Wenyuan was in his consciousness. Most of what these people talk about is speculation about him, wondering who he really is.

In this regard, the corners of Fang Wenyuan's mouth curled, wanting to know his origin, no one among these people would know. After four days of entering the sect, he followed Yao Wu out of the sect. finally returned, but caught up with the inner door selection, and there was no time to contact with the same door.

So, for these people, he's just a fresh face. However, Fang Wenyuan didn't mind. After all, sometimes the more famous people are, the more trouble they have.

But there are always exceptions to everything, although he is not famous now, but the trouble still comes to the door ~ 2 long ~ 2 wind ~ 2 wen ~ 2 learning, w↖vx.

A sword light flew from a distance, the momentum was domineering, and the sword was like a tide, pulling out a long ray of light.

I don't know who opened his mouth and exclaimed: "This sword art has reached its peak, that is the senior sister of the poet who leans on the sword peak!"

Above Jianhua, there was a woman standing, coiled with green silk, wearing a long aqua blue dress, but between her eyebrows, she did not have the softness of a daughter, but with a fierce temperament. It is the girl of the poetry rain butterfly.

After a battle with Cheng Ji, the host of Huangquan Ghost Heart, she was rescued by Fang Wenyuan's clone, and at this moment, she seemed to have recovered the sassy and heroic appearance of the senior sister. Patrolling around the crowd, he instantly locked his eyes on Fang Wenyuan's body.

A trace of unhappiness flashed in his eyes, and with a stomp of his foot, the flying sword immediately flew out.

Poof

The sword light broke through the air, and the flying sword stirred the wind of nothingness, and with bursts of fierce sword qi, it came straight towards Fang Wenyuan, and rushed towards his chest in an instant.

The strange thing is that Fang Wenyuan seemed to be scared stupid, and he didn't dodge or dodge.

The sword burst through the air, causing a burst of exclamations from all around. But seeing Fang Wenyuan's performance, there was another burst of disdain.

Just when the sword blade was only an inch away from Fang Wenyuan's chest, his hand appeared in front of the sword blade like a bolt of lightning, and then stretched out two fingers and directly clamped it.

Some of the disciples around him all opened their eyes wide and looked incredulous.

No one thought that Fang Wenyuan would not dodge or dodge, but it was actually a blow from Shi Yudie that he caught with his bare hands.

Many people reacted very quickly, and immediately looked at Fang Wenyuan and Shi Yudie. began to think to himself: "As the so-called 'enemies are very red when they see each other', Shi Yudie will definitely not attack people for no reason, could it be that Shi Yudie has suffered some hardships in the hands of this young man?"

If Fang Wenyuan had just gotten out of the car, even if someone said it, no one would believe it. Seeing Fang Wenyuan catch Shi Yudie's sword with his bare hands, they had to believe it.

The four-foot-long flying sword, in Fang Wenyuan's hand, was like a frightened rabbit, constantly struggling, wanting to fly back. It's a pity that Fang Wenyuan's hand is like a plier, and no matter how hard the flying sword struggles, it won't help.

Shi Yudie's face became a little ugly, as if her face was a little unbearable, she stretched out her hand and pointed at the flying sword, and the spiritual power like a tide gushed out and blessed the flying sword.

Fang Wenyuan smiled indifferently and gently loosened the flying sword.

Retracting the flying sword, Shi Yudie snorted coldly, flew to the side by herself, and meditated cross-legged.

Many people whispered again, and when they looked at Fang Wenyuan, they unconsciously became a little more jealous. In their opinion, to be able to catch Shi Yudie's flying sword with his bare hands, I am afraid that among the people present, there will be no three counts.

What they didn't know was that Fang Wenyuan was able to catch the flying sword with his bare hands, and Gao Zhang's cultivation was only one of them. The most important point is because he wears a glove on his hand, which is called "unbroken"

Since it is called 'unbroken', it naturally can't be broken.

Regarding Shi Yudie's attack, Fang Wenyuan did not have any surprises. Shi Yudie was frustrated in his hands that day, and he wanted to save some face as soon as they met, which is not surprising.

However, after a blow, he began to close his eyes to the side to recuperate, which made Fang Wenyuan a little surprised.

The location where Shi Yu Butterfly fell, all the disciples of the Fei Bo Sect all tacitly moved away from a distance, and no one approached Shi Yu Die's surroundings. Fang Wenyuan sighed lightly in his heart: "The Immortal Cultivation Realm is respected by strength, sure enough!"

When he came back to his senses, Fang Wenyuan was also stunned, and there was no one around him. Except for Yuan Xiong, who came with him, and Su Qing, who was familiar with him. At this scene, Fang Wenyuan chuckled to himself, and he didn't think much about it.

At this point, Fang Wenyuan had the opportunity to take a closer look at this ruin.

Originally, it was supposed to be a castle, with high walls and quaint gates. Although there is a depressed scene of ruins and ruins at this moment, it still carries a sense of historical rearness, and the bearer has a long time.

Fang Wenyuan glanced at it, and he had to admire the genius of the people who built this city. Even if it was dilapidated, no one dared to rush in. The above ban is frightening.

On top of the long city wall, there are a total of ten gates. Nine of the doors have the word 'death' written on them, and only one has 'life' written on them. It has the meaning of nine deaths and one life, and the most people gather there at the Shengmen.

The aura of heaven and earth is converging upwards, and it seems that in half a day, these ten doors will be opened.

Taking this opportunity, Fang Wenyuan also sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to recuperate. Su Qing next to her was still as graceful as water, looking at Fang Wenyuan quietly, her watery eyes didn't blink.

In the crowd, more than a dozen elegant men were clustered together. Among them, there is one Su Qing knows, and Fang Wenyuan also knows it, it is Qiao Chen. At this moment, he looked at Su Qing and Fang Wenyuan together, and smiled knowingly.

Come to think of it, the reason why Su Qing has changed like this is probably inseparable from him.

Fang Wenyuan already knew that Qiao Chen was here when he came here. It's just that he has appeared, and he has become the focus of everyone, so naturally it is not good to catch up with him, so he just smiled faintly, which can be regarded as a greeting.

With small groups like them, there are four more. Obviously, it is the Seven Main Peaks, except for the Feilai Peak, the outer disciples of the other peaks. Yijian Peak was the only one in Shiyu Butterfly, because they were chased and killed by the ghost heart of Huangquan