Chapter 923 Seeing the Green Fox Ghost Face Again

Judging from the aura on his body, the white-robed young master was shockingly only at the Golden Core realm, but after he took action, the power that erupted from his body was even stronger than that of the Ten Immortals of Guangling. Not only was his aura exploding like a volcano, , even Suya is like a ghost, using the movement method mentioned in the Taishang Xiaoyao Sutra, the whole person is like an immortal, and even in the divine light like a heavy rain, he can flexibly pass through without any dust. , even the Ten Immortals of Guangling could not do anything to him, but this young master was able to reach him in one step.

In just one step, he arrived in front of Fang Xing, and then he waved his hand to take a picture!

boom!

That palm seemed to have no force, but behind him, a figure in green clothes with a height of dozens of feet suddenly appeared. He also pressed down with his palm, and then, with earth-shattering force, he moved toward Fang Xing. Suppressed at the last moment...

The power of this palm is indescribably terrifying. There is nowhere to hide and nowhere to hide.

A mere palm of the golden elixir was surprisingly more domineering than the Ten Immortals of Guangling!

At this moment, facing this palm, Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, unable to react for a moment.

"Blue Fox Ghost Face..."

He could tell at a glance that the mask was clearly the Green Fox Ghost Mask that he had planned to give to Xiaoman.

When his cultivation was abolished and he was disheartened, he left the mask in the ruins and left a message asking Li Hongyi and others to find a way to give the mask to Xiaoman in Fuyao Palace. His thoughts at the time were actually pitiful. , but I feel that I have become a useless person, and I will probably never be able to take Xiaoman back for eternity. In despair, I still have a man's dignity and selfishness. I don't want Xiaoman to marry someone else, so I want to give this big gift to him. Give it to her as a boost, so that she can be more confident when competing with others for the position of saint.

Later, when they met Wang Qiong and others, they also mentioned that Wang Qiong once apprenticed to Zhongyu Taoism and had no contact with Xiaoman, but he knew Xu Lingyun, so he gave the mask to Xu Lingyun first, and Xu Lingyun entrusted Qing Qing. Fairy Qingling gave the mask to Xiaoman, but Fang Xing didn't know many of the details. It was only after meeting Fairy Qingling in the Demon Abyss that he learned from her that the mask did not fall into Xiaoman's hands in the end. He had won many tough battles with this mask, and he was sure at a glance that the mask was his. He even said that the fairy inlaid on the forehead of the mask might have been obtained by him from the Demon Land. Send those over!

And this mask actually appeared in the hands of the young master of Fuyao Palace?

Something is wrong...

boom!

Before a thought had even crossed his mind, the young master's palm hit his forehead and heart.

Fang Xing had no time to think, his energy and blood were soaring. When he couldn't wait to attack, he slapped him with a bang!

The moment their palms met, a circle of void fluctuations visible to the naked eye spread outward, with crazy strength, and even a phantom appeared that cut the void in half, and after this palm, Fang Xing groaned and slid back a few dozen feet, but the young master in white robe remained motionless. He retracted his palm with a confused expression and his eyes were solemn.

"You were able to block my attack while wearing a fox mask. You are so powerful. No wonder the fourth sister thinks so highly of you!"

While she was talking, little bits of fox fire began to appear around her, spinning around her faster and faster, the fire turning stronger and stronger, lifting her clothes, making her look like a fairy, handsome. Noble and pure, as if descending from the nine heavens, free from smoke and dust.

"Who are you anyway?"

At this moment, Fang Xing stepped back a few dozen feet, flicked his wrist, then raised his chest again and asked questions quietly.

"As I said, I am Young Master Situ of Fuyao Palace. I am here today to teach you, this murderous little devil, a lesson for our Fuyao Palace!"

The young master in white robe sneered, raised his hands slightly, and the fire around him suddenly surged, making him look particularly terrifying, and her voice spread far away, like the sound of dark thunder, shaking the whole world: "Don't think you can catch it. Just one slap from me is enough. No matter how evil you are, you will suffer a big loss today at the hands of me. Let you know what it means to be superior to others!"

"Whoosh" "Whoosh" "Whoosh"

As she spoke, she suddenly activated the magic formula, and the fire around her suddenly rushed out like a poisonous dragon. In an instant, it coiled around the heavens, moving and terrifying, like iron chains that straddled the sky and the earth. The air around Fang Xing was blocked. He apparently wanted to use this spell to block Fang Xing's movement, and then take the opportunity to rush over and gather all his magic power to kill the enemy...

"Back off, back off..."

Seeing this scene, even the few who survived among the Guangling Ten Immortals changed their expressions and all stepped back. Although they were Nascent Souls, at this moment they felt that the spells performed by the young master were actually... It had a faint suppressive effect on them, and I knew in my heart that this young master was originally a genius, and had already entered the realm of cutting five, and now he directly used that rare treasure, and his strength skyrocketed again, and he had reached the level of them. A situation beyond the reach of "false babies", if affected, may even lead to death.

"Manager Wen, do we want to..."

At this time, in the capital of Duobao Kingdom, Manager Wen and the guards sent by the Yuan family also changed their expressions and asked in a low voice.

Manager Na Wen frowned: "Don't worry, the master of the house means that if Fuyao Palace does not send the elders to take action, then we should try not to take action, so as not to make it difficult for the two sides to meet each other in the future, and although this young master's action is ruthless, , but it looks like he doesn’t have murderous intent. Even if he defeats our son of God, he may not kill him, but he should be patient and take action when necessary..."

Several other elders frowned when they heard this. They were sent by the Immortal Yuan, but they also knew in their hearts that it was difficult to violate the family master's wishes, and this General Manager Wen represented the family master to a certain extent. I mean, after hearing what he said, I couldn't speak for a while, but I still had some doubts in my heart, so one person simply said directly: "Where is the limit of the head of the family, please let Mr. Wen make it clear!"

After hearing this, Manager Wen narrowed his eyes, laughed for a while, and said: "As long as we make sure he doesn't die..."

Several other elders were startled and quite puzzled.

But Manager Wen had already explained with a smile: "As long as we ensure that he lives, besides, it doesn't matter if he suffers a loss, is seriously injured, or is even crippled... Maybe for this troubled fetus, being killed by someone is nothing." If it is abolished, we can still make him feel at home..."

At this time, the elders were really surprised and were speechless for a long time.

In my heart, I began to feel some sympathy for the little devil. It was really miserable to be the son of God and achieve such a great thing!

"Hehe, some people have even started to compare you with... and me, Young Master Situ of Fuyao Palace. It's really ridiculous. I want to let people know today that a little devil like you won't be worthy of being with us even if he practices for ten lifetimes. Bi, today I will beat you up in front of everyone, take back our Qingyue Lantern, and let the world know that your abilities are very limited..."

The little young master in white robe became more and more proud as he fought. His figure was like smoke, his avoidance was like fire, and he used all kinds of exquisite spells, which were more than three times more powerful. The fairy essence in the forehead and heart of the mask kept flowing to her. It provides powerful magic power, allowing her to not only exert terrifying power with every movement of her hands, but also has a seemingly endless supply of magic power, chasing Fang Xing all the way and beating her violently...

However, Fang Xing's current ability is not even the slightest bit easy. He can't restrain him even with his movement skills, such as the smoke and the fire in the sky. No matter how fierce the white-robed young master's attack is, it only allows him to dodge slightly. He looked embarrassed and seemed to be at a disadvantage. In fact, even after a cup of tea, not even a hair was injured. Instead, he observed the young man in white robes more and more, and seemed to be sure of something.

"You're just relying on the power of the Green Fox Ghost Face. What do you have to be so powerful?"

In the midst of avoiding it, Fang Xing even had some free time and began to sneer.

"So what if I borrowed the divine power of the mask? If a person doesn't know how to use weapons, what's the difference between a human and a monkey..."

The young master in white robes shouted unconvincingly. He started faster and covered the void with endless spells, but his voice rang out in succession: "Magical weapons are created to be used by others. I hate those who are always ready to use them." You say you don’t use the divine power of magic weapons, but if you are really so successful, don’t practice. Anyway, practice is to use the power of heaven and earth to strengthen yourself, how is it different from using magic weapons?"

"Hey, there is some truth to this..."

Fang Xing's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he was almost convinced by the young master in white robe.

"That's natural..."

The young master in white robe chased after Fang Xing, but he raised his head proudly and showed some appreciation.

"But even though you borrowed the power of this mask, I don't know if you know one thing?"

"What's up?"

Fang Xing, who spoke while dodging the attack of the white-robed young master, had been calculating something in his mind. When he said these words, he suddenly pinched his fingers and stepped on the void with both feet. His whole body was stunned. He actually rushed straight towards the young master in white robe. But at this moment, the fairy spirit in the young master in white robe was dimmed. He actually lost the divine power contained in it at this moment. Only then did he rush forward. Just in time, the little young master in white robe was hurriedly taking out the new fairy spirit from the storage bag, but he rushed to his side. His hands were as sharp as lightning, he grabbed his neck, and pushed him straight into the air. One hand removed the fox mask from his face.

It was only then that Fang Xingcai laughed softly and said, "That is, I know much more about this mask than you do!"

"Wow wow..."

The young master in white robe was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect that he would lose so quickly. He struggled violently: "Let me go! Give me back the mask."

"shut up!"

Fang Xing's mana surged from his palm, forcibly sealing his eight extraordinary meridians. Then his eyes turned cold and he asked in a low voice: "Who are you?"

"I...I am the young master of Fuyao Palace. If you dare to bully me, I...I will definitely..."

The young master in white robe actually refused to admit it and insisted that he was the young master of Fuyao Palace.

Fang Xing's face immediately darkened, and suddenly he reached out and touched his chest twice, and then a look of anger appeared on his face.

"You bitches, you still dare to lie to me? Whose young master has two steamed buns in his arms?"