Chapter Sixty-Six: The Power of Floating Life

Lao Suo, surnamed Mei, was furious when he heard Fang Wenyuan's words, but the middle-aged man under the banner of the surname Shang spoke, which made him endure his anger. Because the identity of a middle-aged man is not something he can afford to provoke, he is the head of the Shang clan in the four major chambers of commerce.

There is a family head in the four major chambers of commerce, and those in the Jindan period are called ancestors. Under normal circumstances, the ancestors of the Jindan period spent their time in retreat, but the huge family background always needs someone to take care of it. So the head of the family and the ancestor are not the same person.

Straight to the point.

Fang Wenyuan's words not only angered the old man surnamed Mei, but also angered Shangji, the 'scum' he killed also included Shangji's son, how could Shangji not be angry!

With Shang Ji's order, the monks around him suddenly rushed towards Fang Wenyuan. The light of various spells lit up half of the sky, Fang Wenyuan frowned, and the breeze under his feet dispersed, shuttling between the monks, and the ice crystals burst out with a wave of his hand, and he was ruthless.

With a bang~ sound, a flying sword exuded a sharp aura and attacked from Fang Wenyuan's back, and the timing was just right, at this time, it was when he was fighting with three monks and was besieged by people with a combined attack.

When the flying sword was about to pierce into his vest, Fang Wenyuan's figure turned and stretched out his right hand, pinching it on the blade, and with a flash of lightning, the divine sense imprinted on the flying sword suddenly disappeared.

In the distance, a gloomy young man's expression suddenly changed, and he was implicated, and spat out a mouthful of blood. Fang Wenyuan looked fixedly, his eyes were cold, and he shouted: "Thunder!" A thunderbolt suddenly descended from the sky and hit the young man's head, accompanied by a miserable scream, falling from the sky!

The more monks around him have gathered, and the more powerful the spells they unleash.

Every time one of the old men cast a spell, it was very weird, and there was always a black mist around him, and every time he cast a spell, these black mist would fly out with the spell. No matter what method Fang Wenyuan used to resist, he felt that his spiritual power was consumed exponentially, and at the same time, the black qi that swirled around the old man's body would become thicker again.

There is also a red-clothed monk, this woman has a scar on the left side of her face, her left eye glows with blood-red light, and the spell she casts is also elusive, and with a wave of her hand, there is a blood-red whirlwind, and the blood of the people around it will boil, and the five organs will burn.

Hundreds of monks of the same class besieged Fang Wenyuan, even if he had a thunder protection, it was very difficult at the moment, because his mana was not endless. What's more, outside the encirclement, there are still some monks of the Shang clan, they are uniformly dressed, and they all tacitly do not make a move, which makes Fang Wenyuan even more incomprehensible, and he doesn't know what they want to do, it is a big threat.

However, Fang Wenyuan wanted to escape, but these people couldn't keep him. Although there are four Jindan Stage Ancestors here, they will never make a move on a Qi Refining Stage monk, if they really make a move, they are afraid that they will become a laughing stock!

If you want to go, you have to solve these two tricky people. So he pinched the trick with both hands, and with a flash of lightning around him, he forced all the people around him to retreat, and then shouted in a low voice: "Thunder Escape Technique!" He who turned into thunder and lightning appeared behind the old man in the black fog in an instant, and struck out with a palm that swept the surrounding nothingness, hitting the old man's vest.

The old man had been paying attention to Fang Wenyuan, especially after he suddenly turned into thunder and lightning, he immediately felt that something was wrong. After feeling the fierce palm wind behind him, his body suddenly turned, his hands danced rapidly, and the black mist around his body condensed into a shield.

With a thud, the shields scattered in all directions. The old man also got a chance to breathe, and just as he was about to fight back, Fang Wenyuan's figure disappeared again.

On the other side, a flash of thunder appeared beside the woman in red, and Fang Wenyuan's figure suddenly appeared. Without saying a word, he stretched his hands forward, and two white rings of cold qi came out of his palms, slowly expanding in continuous rotation. The woman was surrounded by it, and the cold air around her escaped for a moment before it turned into ice crystals.

The woman in red obviously didn't expect that Fang Wenyuan, who had just fought with the old man and looked endless, would suddenly appear in front of him.

But there was no trace of panic in his eyes, and he was obviously a battle-hardened person. Just when Fang Wenyuan froze her and wanted to make the next attack. The red light in her left eye flashed in the ice crystals, and an invisible flame suddenly appeared, directly melting the ice crystals.

The power of the flames spread towards Fang Wenyuan unabated, and at this time, the old man almost chased after him, and Fang Wenyuan attacked back and forth. Not to be outdone, the other monks moved closer to this side, and although they were not as fast as the old man, they should be there in a moment.

When the flames attacked, Fang Wenyuan retreated sharply, and at the same time formed a sword finger and stood in front of his chest, and said softly: "Ice rain!"

The thunderclouds in the sky that were brought by Fang Wenyuan suddenly flashed with thunder and lightning, but this time it was not just light thunder, drops of rain poured down, freezing into ice in the void, like sharp arrows flying downward.

This move temporarily blocked the monks who came up from all around, but the old man was surrounded by black qi, completely ignoring the ice jade and chasing in.

The red light flashed in the left eye of the woman in red, and the red flames around her body suddenly turned into a fiery snake, chasing Fang Wenyuan.

Fang Wenyuan, who had just cast the spell, saw the fire snake chasing after him, his body moved, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Is only your left eye different?"

So under the surprise of the woman in red, Fang Wenyuan's left eye flashed with purple, and he shouted in a low voice: "Floating life!"

As soon as these words came out, the purple light in the left eye turned into a whirlpool, and at the same time, a purple ring appeared under the feet of the woman in red, and a thunderstorm was set off in the next moment. The woman in red who was in the center suddenly disappeared.

Fang Wenyuan was also shocked in his heart, the Floating Life Technique had never been used since he cultivated, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised to see such a power at this moment. However, the price of the Floating Thunder Technique was also extremely high, and the spiritual power in his body was directly consumed by thirty percent.

As soon as this spell came out, almost everyone was stunned, and even a few Jindan ancestors under the four banners were staring at each other.

The old man who came after him with a black mist contracted his eyes at this time, and he hesitated for a while, and he didn't dare to step forward again. It's just that he thought so, but Fang Wenyuan didn't mean to let him go, the wound ring on his left hand suddenly spun, and silver threads burst out.

He hadn't used this big killer weapon all along, but now was the best time to use it. With the characteristics of the silver thread, it was impossible for the old man to find out, not to mention that at this time, he had been shocked by the floating thunder technique.

Blood splattered, and the old man's frightened eyes reflected his own body, flipping in the air, and a headless corpse fell from the sky, followed by a head.

The two tigers have been resolved, and the rest are lambs, in which Fang Wenyuan is constantly harvesting life.

Looking at such a result, Shang Ji couldn't help it, waved his big hand, pointed at a middle-aged man who had built a foundation and cultivated, and said, "Shang Lang, you go!"

"Yes, the head of the family!" Shang Lang heard this, and was about to get up.

The Jindan Ancestor on the side suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Wait! The children of the clan have not been stormy, this kid is not bad, he is a good whetstone!"

When Shang Ji heard this, he immediately understood the meaning, and hugged his fists and said: "Respect the Ancestral Decree!"

Next, the Shang clan flew out a lot of descendants and moved closer to Fang Wenyuan. Originally, he had been wandering outside, quietly watching the other monks and Fang Wenyuan fight with the Shang clan, and suddenly cast spells in tacit understanding, forming a formation and surrounding Fang Wenyuan in it.

At this time, the descendants flew from under the banner of the Shang clan, and all of them entered the formation without barriers.

From beginning to end, none of the other three chambers of commerce intervened, and all of them were left to the Shang clan

In the mortal city, all the people fell into a deep sleep, only a pale young man was still pouring himself a drink, quietly looking at Fang Wenyuan who was besieged in the sky, after taking a sip of wine, he said in a low voice: "Absolute Spirit Array! It's enough for you to drink a pot! However, since you dare to show up, you should be prepared!"

In the City Lord's Mansion, Yun Qiu looked at the formation of the four major chambers of commerce in the sky, her eyes flickered, and behind her stood a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who was not angry and arrogant, and looked at Fang Wenyuan with interest.

"Why does my father-in-law think that this kid can help you bring down the Four Great Chambers of Commerce?" Yun Qiu stared at the sky and said suspiciously.

The middle-aged man chuckled lightly and said, "I never said that he could help me bring down the four major chambers of commerce!"

"What do you mean by that? Could it be that my father-in-law doesn't want to bring them down?"

"Hmph! The four major chambers of commerce poured out, and their intention was obviously to deter us and others! If we really act rashly at this time, I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"What is the purpose of the father-in-law?"

"We are located in the south of southern Xinjiang, and the aura of heaven and earth is thin, especially in recent years, it is even more unbearable, but the four major chambers of commerce have succeeded in forming a Dan one after another! Don't you think of the reason?"

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Yun Qiu's face changed suddenly, as if he had thought of something, and said excitedly: "Father-in-law is what he said!"

Before she could finish her words, she was stopped by a middle-aged man waving his hand. Seeing this, Yunqiu was even more sure of what he was thinking, and he was overjoyed!

In the sky, Fang Wenyuan was trapped in the formation and looked around. The monks of the Shang clan in the distance had already arrived, and although they were all in the Qi cultivation period, the aura they emitted was very powerful.

In addition, this formation is very strange, it can absorb the spiritual power emitted by the people in the formation, but it does not seem to have the slightest effect on the monks of the Shang clan, but can give them a supplement of spiritual power.

Seeing the situation clearly, Fang Wenyuan became excited, what he needed was to hone and integrate his skills in battle.

Only in this way can he stand out in the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram of the sect and become an inner gate, and when the time comes, he will be able to meet Wei Changgui and reunite with him.

From beginning to end, Fang Wenyuan never thought that he would die here, because in his eyes, cultivation was against the sky. Cultivating is that disobedient will, even if fate is destined to die, you must rebel against fate, obey the heavens, not the monk's doing! Therefore, if I don't want to die, I won't die!