Chapter 1016 Ranking

"Such a young peerless genius, it must be a lot of fun to kill!"

Sun Yan licked his lips, with a trace of madness in his eyes: "Boy, you can only blame yourself for suffering!"

A newly promoted Dzogchen, who is still so young, should be easily defeated or even killed by him, how can he not suffer?

"So much nonsense!"

Fang Yuan glanced around, then suddenly stepped forward and slapped lightly.

This palm image reached mid-air, and suddenly changed, one turning into two, two turning into four, four turning into eight... The handprints spread across the sky, spreading all over the surroundings, and the astonishing cold force attached to each palm made the surroundings instantly enter the world of ice and snow, and the cold wind pierced the bones .

"The Floating Flower and Flying Flower Palm of the Junshan School? It's so powerful?"

Sun Yan was startled, and backed away again and again: "Poison Fire Demon Art!"

Bark!

His hands were extremely red, and the heat waves continued to leak out. His palms were pitch black, obviously poisonous.

The figures of the two changed into illusions, and they passed a hundred moves in an instant.

The deputy head of the sect hiding in the dark watching the battle also became more and more surprised: "Fang Xu of the Junshan faction? A Dzogchen who just broke through and hasn't had time to consolidate yet can even draw with Sun Yan? It's unbelievable... No! With his In terms of age, after a thousand years, aptitude can be ranked in the top three, which can be called amazing talent, even when the devil emperor was young, he can't compare to it!"

"Such righteous young talents must be killed early!"

call out!

At this moment, Fang Yuan stretched out his hand to flick his belt, and the silver light protruded like a dragon, flying vertically and horizontally, and sinking into the ground like a shooting star from the sky.

Drizzle Sword!

This is Fang Xu's hidden sharp weapon. It is made of Bailian soft steel. It is usually wrapped around his waist. At this time, it is suddenly activated. It is really unexpected, like a poisonous dragon coming out of water.

The sword energy was unhindered, and it sank into the ground, which made him a little confused.

But the next moment, a blood arrow flew out!

"Boy...you dare to hurt me!"

A gloomy voice came, and it seemed to be several miles away in a moment.

"He... unexpectedly found the deputy sect master. I didn't even know where he was before!"

Sun Yan was extremely surprised.

Blood Snake Sword Lord, the deputy head of the Demon Sect, is known as the world's number one killer.

Although the ranking is at the bottom of the martial arts list, but in terms of the way of concealment, if he didn't take the initiative to transmit the sound and enter the secret just now, he wouldn't have been able to discover it! How did Fang Xu discover this?

"Sure enough, there is a little mouse..."

Fang Yuan blew lightly, and the blood on the rapier flew out, and the blade shone brightly: "The fight with you was just for fun. If I don't find this guy, how can I beat you with confidence?"

In fact, even he didn't notice the existence of Blood Snake Sword Lord at first.

However, with Fang Yuan's tempered mind, he keenly sensed the danger.

Therefore, he pretended to be entangled with Sun Yan, secretly checked the surroundings, and finally found the hiding place of the Blood Snake Sword Lord, and by surprise, he was seriously injured with a sword.

"It's just... the life-saving ability of this little mouse is a bit strong! It actually let him run away, but it was infiltrated by my Frost Sword Qi. Don't even think about returning to the battlefield in a short time!"

Fang Yuan looked at the Poison Fire Demon Lord opposite: "Tell me! How do you want to die?"

"You guys go to me!"

Sun Yan's complexion changed, and he quickly backed up: "Archer, shoot him to death!"

Immediately, all the demon disciples rushed over.

Fang Yuan was fearless, and the soft sword turned into a silver light, guarding his whole body, no matter what hidden weapons, arrows, or even local fists and feet, he could not get within three feet, like an absolute domain.

"Sun Yan, are you going to run away?"

Fang Yuan quickly caught up with Sun Yan: "It's a pity...you are not as good as Blood Snake Sword Lord, you don't have his life-saving escape method!"

"Damn... Do you really think that I can't deal with you?" Sun Yan's forehead was bulging with veins, and he waved his hands: "The poisonous flames are raging, burning the world!"

Boom!

A layer of crimson true essence emerged, burning poisonous fire on it, covering the sky and covering the earth.

"Snow drifting in the world!"

Fang Yuan swung his sword, the true essence was split into two, and a trace of blood appeared on Sun Yan's forehead.

"The second layer of artistic conception—into the body?"

Dzogchen's astonishing vitality made him able to speak: "Your martial arts can already be ranked in the top 20 of the martial arts rankings. I am not wronged!"

There are three levels of artistic conception, ordinary Dzogchen powerhouses are basically at the first level, and once they master the body, they can almost rank in the top twenty of the martial arts list.

In some eras, some of the top ten weak players are also at this level.

And once you enter the third level - ecstasy, you can break through the innate realm and compete for the top spot on the martial arts list!

"...Ahem...I hate it so much, I almost succeeded, my Poison Fire Demon Art..."

Sun Yan roared to the sky, lost his breath, and fell down slowly.

"The great protector... the great protector is dead!"

Seeing this scene, the other demon disciples scattered like birds and beasts.

"A big protector, there should be something good on him, right?"

Fang Yuan grabbed Sun Yan, rummaged through him, and found a large pile of banknotes, fire pockets, jade pendants and other sundries, he couldn't help shaking his head.

"Huh?"

Immediately, under the detection of his artistic conception, he grabbed Sun Yan's robe again: "It's weird!"

Bark!

After tearing off the skirt, a piece of light golden silk flew out: "Well, such a precious and precious thing hidden in the clothes must be a good thing. Could it be the exercises he practiced?"

Fang Yuan didn't think much, and put the golden silk into his bosom.

"Xu'er, I didn't expect you to reach such a level!"

Fang Tianhan walked over with surprise on his face, he watched Fang Yuan break through the Dzogchen, but he didn't expect Fang Yuan to be so powerful, even Sun Yan was defeated and died.

"It's just a trivial matter, let's go back!"

Fang Yuan shook his head, not thinking that he had done anything extraordinary.

...

A month later, Junshan School.

"The latest issue of the martial arts list is out!"

Zhang Long respectfully handed over a piece of information to Fang Yuan: "Young master, you are ranked thirteenth!"

"oh?"

Fang Yuan took it and looked at it.

"The thirteenth place on the martial arts list: Fang Xu, the young leader of the Junshan faction, defeated and beheaded the poisonous fire demon king Sun Yan, and at the same time drove back the blood snake sword king of the demon sect. Rain Sword'!"

"It's just a small matter, as I said, don't bother me if you don't encounter a real big event!"

Fang Yuan sent Zhang Long away, and took out a piece of golden silk: "I hope to obtain the skill of the Poison Fire Lord, but unfortunately, I was given such a secret technique—the secret technique of devouring yuan? What's the use?"

He really hoped to obtain Sun Yan's martial arts secret book, not for cultivation, but for understanding the artistic conception in the secret book.

This world is very strange, but the more artistic concepts you master, the more likely you are to understand the rules and find flaws.

Beyond that, everything is vain.

"Although I can comprehend it myself, it's better to watch the secrets directly... It's a pity that the secrets with the true meaning of martial arts are all the treasures of the top schools, and it's hard to get!"

Fang Yuan sighed, and suddenly his eyes lost their focus.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, a piece of frost fell, and the hexagonal glow suddenly turned into reality.

...

Dajiang League.

"What? That Fang Xu was in the innate Dzogchen realm, and he killed Sun Yan?"

Ling Xian'er's mouth opened into a circle, and her face was full of disbelief.

"What? Good girl, do you regret it?"

Xuan Tianzi looked at this scene with great interest.

"No...he has bad character, no matter how good his martial arts are, he is just a disaster!" Ling Xian'er leaned on the railing and looked.

Below, Wang Tianming is studying hard.

This person is quite talented, after being accepted as an apprentice by Xuan Tianzi, he broke through the innate realm within a few days, with unlimited potential.

However, compared with Fang Xu, it will immediately pale in comparison.

"What should I do? Brother Tianming made a three-year agreement with that scoundrel."

Ling Xian'er's eyes were full of anxiety: "Daddy, think of a way..."

"I... I can't even beat Sun Yan, what can I do..." Xuan Tianzi stroked his beard, but his expression was a little secretive: "But... I am a stupefied apprentice, but I have a chance. His previous martial arts , although relatively superficial, but the foundation is solid, hidden secrets, obviously taught by a master... After many investigations, I have confirmed that the wandering Taoist who taught him martial arts is the former Drunk Taoist!"

"Drunk Taoist, that handsome man in the world of mortals doesn't care, and the world is full of wine and meat?"

Ling Xian'er's eyes lit up: "This senior is the fourth in the martial arts list, and, unlike the top three, he is the only casual cultivator. If he comes from a better background, he may not be able to compete with the Heavenly Sword Sect Master, God, Monk and Devil God they fight."

The drunken Taoist is the idol of all casual warriors.

"yes!"

Xuan Tianzi obviously knows more than Ling Xian'er: "It's a pity... Tianming's chance is still not enough, and he didn't set up a master-student status with Zui Taoist, otherwise, with this support, what is a mere Junshan faction?" Woolen cloth?"

Although they are all masters of the martial arts list, the top ten gods are in a completely different realm from the latter.

"But... Daddy, you have already accepted him as a registered disciple..."

Ling Xian'er's eyes lit up, and she suddenly smiled and clapped her hands: "It seems that there is no rule that you cannot worship two masters!"

"Good girl, turn your elbows outward..."

Xuan Tianzi was about to continue to tease a few more words, suddenly his face changed, he looked at the roof: "Since my friend is here, why hide your head and show your tail, show yourself to me!"

Almost as soon as the words fell, a big hole was opened in the roof, and a man in black floated down very slowly like catkins.

"Xuan Tianzi? Hand over the "Xuantian Secret Code", and I will spare you!"

A strange voice came, seeming old and yet young, just hearing Lingxian'er's chest tightness and wanting to vomit blood.

"Do you want my Dajiang League's Zhenpai Collection?"

Xuan Tianzi was frightened and angry: "Dream! Eighteen rows of cloud hands!"

While shouting angrily, he slapped his hands out, making the wind blow and cloud, very chic.

At the same time, a gentle force also enveloped Ling Xian'er, leaving the battlefield quickly.

"It's a pity... it's useless!"

Facing this, the man in black simply raised his right hand, clenched his five fingers, and punched down.

Boom!

The attic exploded, and Xuan Tianzi's face changed drastically: "God..."