Plundering the Heavens

Chapter 979 You Are Still Like This!

Zhu Xiu, who was shocked by Master Fusu's terrifying talent, suddenly screamed in surprise before he could even utter a exclamation. It was as if Fang Xing's kick not only knocked Master Fusu to the ground, but also shocked him. He also stepped on their chests...

It was too late to say, but it was too soon. To the cultivators watching the battle around them, they had just seen Fusu displaying his great power just a second ago. He broke through the battle and used the twenty-seven swords. With a sword, the little devil flew away far away. The next second, he saw Fang Xing rushing into the monstrous sword rain like a meteor. In almost an instant, he passed through the endless sword rain. He rushed straight in front of Fusu, then rushed into the air, turned like a lotus, turned around and stepped down...

Then, Mr. Fusu, who had just shown his astonishing power, was already trampled under his feet!

This foot was so heavy that even Mr. Fu Su's Dharma was directly stepped back into his body, along with his physical body.

At this scene, even Elder Yuan, Yuan Lingxiao and others stood up in shock, with disbelief on their faces!

As for Mr. Fusu, when Fang Xing stepped on his chest like an insult and slapped his cheek with the blade of his sword contemptuously, he became even more angry. He didn't even yell, but " With a pop, he vomited a mouthful of blood...

Fang Xing, on the other hand, felt extremely proud and even a little funny.

Fusu probably didn't expect that Fang Xing's great magic actually restrained his immortal magic.

Originally, Fang Xing's half-step Dao technique was incomplete, but his Dao technique produced three techniques. Originally, one sword turned into three, and he attacked the opponent from different directions. With each sword strike, it was as if he had turned into three people. , and it was three equally powerful ones who were slashing at the opponent, but he never expected that what Fang Xing was least afraid of was exactly this kind of siege, and only such evenly matched three, even nine, and twenty-seven sword lights. Appearing at the same time, he could use Fusu's strength to defeat Fusu!

This kind of mysterious coincidence really has a ridiculous meaning in it that makes people laugh or cry...

"...I...I am a fairy infant, do you dare to insult me?"

At this moment, Mr. Fusu seemed unwilling to believe this scene. His mouth was full of blood and he was still drinking as much as he could.

Fang Xing looked at him with more and more sarcasm, and said with a stern smile: "I'm too lazy to insult you..."

He scratched his head and swung the magic sword in his palm, as if he wanted to kill it, but hesitated and kicked it out instead.

"...You think you are a person, but I just use you to pass the time..."

boom!

Mr. Fusu was kicked into the air like a kite with its string cut off, and then he turned around and slashed out with his sword.

However, Young Master Fu Su had already had some chance, and he subconsciously used his magic power to block the sword. However, the sword light had not disappeared. Fang Xing had already rushed up, approached him, and then slapped Fu Su with a backhand palm. Mr. Su's face slapped the first fairy infant in the world since ancient times so hard that he flew dozens of feet away and slid on the ground again. Fang Xing's figure suddenly disappeared from the place. When he reappeared, he had already When he got behind him, he lifted his toes and flew him into the air, then turned around and kicked him again.

...a violent beating!

He actually beat Mr. Fusu violently in the third ring, in front of the watching Zhu Xiuqi...

The scene in front of me is really terrifying!

Mr. Fusu was the first fairy infant in ancient times. The Yuan family and even the saints had high hopes for him. Who would have thought that in the first battle as a fledgling, he would be defeated openly by Fang Xing, and then he would be defeated again. Beating up all the cultivators in front of them?

"How can this be so?"

At this time, on Xiaohua Peak, Old Immortal Yuan and others were all shocked and rushed out.

At this time, he and Yuan Lingxiao were really frightened.

It was beyond their expectation that Fusu's life would hang at the hands of the devil!

But at this time, they had no time to think so much. What they were more worried about was that if the devil really killed Fusu with one sword, wouldn't it mean that the hope of the Yuan family had been cut off? This is a fairy seedling, and it is a fairy seedling whose potential has been seen by them. His future achievements are limitless. If he is given a certain amount of time, he can grow to a height that is unimaginable by others...

With such a seed, how could the Yuan family watch his life hang at the hands of others?

boom!

Immortal Yuan and Yuan Lingxiao had no discussion at all, but based on their cultivation, they naturally cooperated perfectly. Immortal Yuan took one step and arrived in front of the ring. Then, he slammed down the lid with his big hand and smashed it towards the ancient ring. As he passed by, the rune array around the arena had counterattacked with endless divine light in that moment, rolling towards him like a tide.

However, Old Immortal Yuan remained motionless, holding up his hands to receive the counterattacks of all the rune formations, and shouted in a low voice: "Help!"

Yuan Lingxiao, on the other hand, did not hesitate and flew up. The gray purple light in his eyes shone. Wherever he looked, strange warriors wearing heavy armor suddenly appeared, each holding a gun and a halberd in his hand. The weapon swung away the gray divine light and rushed towards the third ring. Yuan Lingxiao, behind this group of strange warriors, strode towards the ring, trying to rush in to save people...

"You don't have any patience at all?"

The violent movements of these two people also shocked Fang Xing on the ring. He thought that the plan to delay time was no longer feasible, so he could only fight first, so he turned around and pulled Fusu over, holding him in the palm of his hand. The magic sword was about to cut his neck...

"you dare……"

Yuan Lingxiao shouted loudly, his body became violent and boundless, and he rushed to the side of the ring in an instant.

Taking advantage of the opportunity given by Old Immortal Yuan to take down the third rune formation, he wanted to rush into the arena to kill Fang Xing.

He has a high level of cultivation, and people like Old God Yuan create opportunities for him. In a blink of an eye, even the old man Hu Qin and the evil king of Dapeng in the Snowy Mountains had no time to stop him. They just watched him rush to the front of the ring and were about to step into the ring. Got in...

But at this moment, a gentle sigh sounded in the distant void.

"Seven hundred years have passed and you are still like this..."

With that sigh, a strong wind rose between the sky and the earth, dark clouds covered the sky, and the world became dark.

And in this darkness, only one person is bright and clean, dazzlingly white, emitting light like the bright moon!

The man fell from the sky, seemingly slowly, but stopped in front of Yuan Lingxiao just right. His white hair was fluttering in the wind, but his appearance was as handsome as an immortal. Facing Yuan Lingxiao who was rushing straight towards the ring and the countless strange warriors rushing in front of him, His expression was indifferent, and his eyes were even more expressionless. He pointed out slowly and urgently, and then a great change occurred between the world and the world. Purple divine lights appeared out of thin air, criss-crossing in the air, and as sharp as the edge of a sword. All the strange warriors rushing towards the ring were crushed into powder...

But the divine light has not disappeared yet, it is still striking directly in the air, rushing straight towards Yuan Lingxiao!

"It's you……"

Yuan Lingxiao was startled by this sudden attack. He waved his big sleeves and deployed various defenses. However, his figure couldn't help being forced back by the divine light, and he stepped back one after another. However, no matter how strong the attack was, and how powerful the divine power was, it seemed It's not as shocking as the shock in his heart...

"How did you..."

He spoke half hastily, but finally suppressed it and turned into a cold tone: "...You finally showed up!"

"It's my turn!"

The white-haired man was very calm, spoke calmly, and stood with his hands behind his back, only his robes were flying.

Looking at this man, Yuan Lingxiao was speechless for a moment, but his eyes became extremely cold and full of murderous intent.

Immortal Yuan, who was in the air, was also shocked at this moment. His hands that he had propped up slowly retracted his hands. His eyes, which were originally a little angry, became extremely calm at this time. There seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes. Endless memories, the sharp edge on his body dimmed at this time, and his whole person seemed to have become much older the moment the white-haired man appeared, and even felt a little more guilty...

"My ancestors are well, Shaobai is here to say hello..."

In the complicated eyes of Old Immortal Yuan, it was the white-haired man who spoke quietly first and bowed to Old Immortal Yuan.

"good……"

Immortal Yuan seemed to have too much to say, but he couldn't continue after saying only one word, so he only waved his sleeves.

"This person...is the person who betrayed the Yuan family seven hundred years ago?"

The void was silent. I don’t know how many people were shocked by this scene. Especially some people who knew the deceased of the Yuan family took a breath of cold air. On the Beiming clan’s side, the head of the Beiming clan who came to attend the Yaochi meeting was even more shocked. With a stern expression and complicated eyes, he recognized this person. He was the rebellious son of the Yuan family who had brought a lot of trouble to the Yuan family seven hundred years ago. At that time, Yuan Shaobai was the second arrogant of the Yuan family...

On the side of Daxue Mountain and Taikoo Road, the Evil King Dapeng had an even weirder expression. His eyes were filled with anger for a while, and he sighed deeply for a while. It seemed that he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. But he recognized that this person was him. He made a big fuss in Nanzhan and ran to the Qingyun Sect to snatch the elixir for healing. Suddenly, he took action and suppressed him with one finger. The mysterious elder, Bai Qianzhang, who had not seen the light of day for three hundred years...

The cold wind howled in the venue, and the atmosphere was so solemn that even the onlookers did not dare to speak. It was terrifyingly depressing.

"Shaobai, get out of the way and let my son come out..."

In the end, it was Yuan Lingxiao who was worried about his child and spoke first.

But Bai Qianzhang was unmoved at all, and just said calmly: "When my child was extracted from the source, did you let him live?" He turned around and glanced at the third ring. , sneered slightly, and then said: "When my child was used as a scapegoat by the fairy world, did you give him a way to live? When you forced him into the devil's abyss, did you give him a way to live?"

Yuan Lingxiao's eyes darkened and he was furious, but he did not answer immediately.

However, Fang Xing, who was in the third ring, reacted and shouted loudly: "No, not at all..."

After hearing this, Bai Qianzhang also smiled faintly, then turned to look at Yuan Lingxiao, his expression became cold, with a touch of murderous intent, he whispered: "Since there is not, then you come and try, I will do it again Won’t I make way for you?”

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