Chapter 798 Take Your Head Away

"Gambling for life?"

Hearing Fang Yuan's words, everyone in the Little Immortal Realm was astonished, Mr. Tianji's expression changed, he looked at Fang Yuan with a puzzled expression, and the Lord of the Little Immortal Realm, Lord Xuan Ming, also turned his head in astonishment, looking at Fang Yuan with an extremely astonished expression.

What hatred and what resentment?

Going up is going to bet your life?

Fang Yuan was dissatisfied in his heart, but his face was calm. He smiled and said, "That's right, since you don't want to come out, I won't force you to come out. It's just that you said that you are number one in the world. It's just a joke. I don't see a frog in a well in my life. So I want to compete with you. I'm not trying to trick you out of the mountain. You're not worth it. It's just a joke!"

"Bold!"

That Xuanming lord, just because of Fang Yuan's extra words just now, asked his subordinate Tonger to kill someone, how could he be in a good temper, now he heard Fang Yuan's sword Wuying's words, he was even more angry, and said sternly: "I haven't been alive for a long time, I don't know that there are so many arrogant children and young people in the world, you must know that there is a price to pay for talking nonsense!"

Fang Yuan met his gaze and said: "If you beat me in the formation, you will have a good head, you can take it!"

Mr. Tianji cried out: "Little friend Fang, absolutely not..."

He really wanted to persuade Fang Yuan, this is not a joke, Mr. Tianji also knows that Fang Yuan's cultivation base is very high, in the Dazizai God and Demon Palace, he even cut off the God of Transformation, but the array way is after all, different from the cultivation level, Mr. Tianji, he has supernatural powers, isn't he also one of the three major nine patterns in the world? The Xuanming lord in front of him is not inferior to his own masters...

Fang Yuan's words now are really like a child provoking a giant.

And the Lord Xuanming listened to Fang Yuan's words, his eyebrows and eyes twitched, his eyes showed murderous intent, he really didn't want to pay attention to the worldly affairs, so as soon as Mr. Tianji opened his mouth, he stopped talking and didn't give Mr. Tianji a chance at all, in case Mr. Tianji dug some kind of pit secretly and tricked himself out of the mountain.

Thinking of himself as the number one formation master in the world, even Yilou Tianji and Xianmeng Jingtian are also Jiuwen formation masters, but he has never taken it seriously. He only thinks that he is too lazy to go out of the mountain to be famous in the world by these two people, let alone this young man?

However, he was careful in his heart, even though he wanted to agree, he was not in a hurry to let go.

He was worried that Fang Yuan had arranged some kind of fraud, so he had to guard against it.

But at this moment, Fang Yuan said coldly: "You don't have to worry, I will only fight with you on the simplest algorithm, how about it?"

Venerable Xuanming's pupils suddenly shrank.

He was still reticent, but those red-robed children couldn't hold back any longer, they all glared at Fang Yuan, and said angrily: "My lord, teach this brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, let him know what is the way of formation, and cut off his head!"

Someone even jumped out, holding a Bagua rehearsal disk in his hand, and shouted: "I'll compete with you!"

Fang Yuan turned his head to look at the little girl who jumped out, and said, "Okay, the bet is the same?"

The little girl opened her mouth and shouted: "But..."

Venerable Xuan Ming shouted anxiously: "Hong Yu retreats, don't get involved!"

The little girl looked at Venerable Xuanming reluctantly, but Venerable Xuanming's face was extremely ugly, deeply worried that this girl didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, she looked at Fang Yuan coldly, and said in a low voice: "Do you even want to cut off the head of a little girl? Seeing that you are so cruel, the old man has given you a favor. Since you want to bet on the algorithm, then draw the truth, what exactly do you want?"

When he said this, he was full of bearing, as towering as a mountain, with a gloomy face, colder than the wind and snow outside the valley.

At this time, Fang Yuan also put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "It's inconvenient for you and me to make a question. If you ask Senior Tianji to make a question, I'm afraid you won't be at ease, so that's it, just find a kid around you to come up with a question!"

Venerable Master Xuanming's face suddenly darkened.

Fang Yuan was generous and didn't let Mr. Tianji make a question, so that he wouldn't worry about cheating. The question made by Mr. Tianji would benefit the other party, but he also wanted to show his generosity and not let the people around him make a question. But before he could say this, the little red jade girl beside him hastily said, pointing to a piece of stars in the east: "Well, you can measure the infinite number of Dongdou!"

"Shut up!"

Venerable Master Xuanming scolded in a cold voice, then bowed to Fang Yuan and said: "Since you want to fight with me, I don't bother to take advantage of you. This fight is infinite, and I have already figured it out three years ago. I think it's just God's chance to come up with a random topic!"

Mr. Tianji had a worried look on his face, and his eyes confirmed Fang Yuan once, seeing that he had made up his mind, he was really helpless.

This is the disadvantage of insufficient cultivation.

His seniority is higher than Fang Yuan's, but his cultivation level is not as good as Fang Yuan's, so he can't put on the airs of an elder. In exchange for the ancestor of the South China Sea, he might just knock it over with a stick. He didn't dare. Seeing the current situation, he just felt helpless. change!"

Venerable Xuan Ming nodded slightly with cold brows.

Fang Yuan thought for a while, but suddenly he waved his palm, and a fire dragon flew out, knocking off a piece of the mountain range by more than a hundred feet, then retracted his big sleeve, and said with a smile: "Now there is a piece missing, and the number of spells has changed a lot. No one knows. It will be more fair to compete again!"

Venerable Master Xuanming found that the other party had no intention of taking advantage at all, but instead strived for fairness, and his heart was full of pride.

He specializes in algebra and thinks he is the best in the world, so how can he really see Fang Yuan in his eyes, just now he was suspicious of fraud, but now that his suspicions are gone, he is full of pride and sneers: "Then let's start, little friend, don't blame the old man for being rude!"

Fang Yuan just put his hands behind his back and didn't even look at him.

This kind of demeanor really made the Venerable Master Xuanming's heart ache: "Could it be that there is really another little master in this world?"

There was a boy in red next to him, who brought a stick of incense, and Mr. Tianji lit it himself.

Fang Yuan and Venerable Master Xuanming stood on both sides of Xinxiang, keeping their heads still, while Mr. Tianji unfurled seven or eight formation flags and inserted them on the missing piece of the mountain. When the flags were in between, the spiritual light gathered, and he had obtained the initial magic number, so he casually hugged each other. One sentence was extremely precise, and Fang Yuan and Venerable Xuanming quickly recorded it.

After the last set of data was written down, Lord Xuanming suddenly stood up and moved his big hand into the air, only to see a huge scripture disc the size of a millstone appearing behind him, the mana roared around Master Xuanming, as if he had dozens of arms growing on his body, he quickly pressed towards the scripture disc, and groups of mysterious and unpredictable data changed.

But Fang Yuan remained calm, with one hundred and eight bamboo chips flying around him.

"Tch, it's still such an ancient algorithm, and it only uses one hundred and eight bamboo chips, what kind of skill is it?"

The red-clothed children in the small fairy world next to them couldn't help but lose their words when they saw this scene.

Venerable Master Xuanming didn't care about it at this time, he had already put all his heart and soul into the calculation, at this moment, his mind was firm, his mind was like lightning, and he felt that he had performed a little better than usual.

Calculating these spells, if it were someone else, would probably take three days. Even three years ago, he would have needed three hours. But now, after he has deduced Dongdou Wuliang, based on this technique, he has refined the Eight Diagrams Demonstration Disk, the treasure of the array, and his attainment of the array has been improved again.

Just when he was doing his calculations more and more smoothly, and almost thought that he had won, Fang Yuan who was opposite him suddenly turned around, lightly threw a yellow scroll beside him, then put his hands behind his back, and looked at his neck indifferently.

Seen by Fang Yuan's murderous eyes, Lord Xuanming couldn't concentrate no matter how happy he was.

He turned around in astonishment, picked up the scroll, glanced up and down, his face was ashen.

The little girl next to her was chattering at first, but seeing Master's complexion changed drastically, she became speechless gradually.

Venerable Xuanming read the spells on the scroll several times before he said hoarsely, "This...it's impossible!"

Fang Yuan said lightly: "If you are not convinced, you can gamble again!"

Venerable Xuanming wanted to say no, but it was a matter of life. After biting, he pointed to another more mysterious and complicated dragon vein, and this time he did it himself, cut off a piece of the dragon vein, and then let the little girl beside him measure the numbers, and reported them group by group.

This time, he calculated faster, at least twice as fast as before.

But after counting less than a cup of tea, Fang Yuan suddenly turned around and threw a scroll in front of him.

His eyes were light, and he looked at the head of Xuanming Lord again.

Lord Xuanming trembled, turned around slowly and squatted down, picked up the scroll, glanced up and down, his face was pale, cold sweat was streaming down his forehead, after a long time, he raised his head, and said in a trembling voice: "It shouldn't...it shouldn't be so fast!"

Fang Yuan had an extra green sword in his hand, and slowly walked forward: "It's you who are too slow!"

Seeing this, the faces of the children in red clothes changed drastically, and they rushed forward to stop them with swords in their chests.

"You...what on earth do you want to do?"

"Do you really dare to attack our master?"

But Fang Yuan didn't even look at them, he just raised his hand and threw the sword in front of Venerable Xuan Ming.

"Do it yourself!"

He put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Senior Tianji wants to take you away, but I just want to take your head away!"