Chapter 81: The One Favored by God, the Battle of Fate

After Gu Tianxiong's persuasion, Gu Li finally made up her mind not to disturb Fang Wang. She turned and walked into the attic to prepare for cultivation.

Gu Tianxiong breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself that it was a close call.

His quick thinking was a genius idea.

Well!

So, in the future, I will persuade my daughter to practice hard and not let her contact Fang Wang.

"My dear daughter, your father will help you with the matter of chasing your husband. You should not contact him for the time being. Anyway, Fang Wang has no idea about you, so as not to make you sad." When Gu Tianxiong thought about it, the guilt in his heart disappeared, and he was moved instead.

It's really hard to find a father who can do this.

Gu Tianxiong turned and left. He was going to talk to Fang Wang.

The matter of marrying a wife and taking a concubine can be put aside for the time being, but some guarantees must be made!

On the other side.

Fang Wang sat on the bridge and stretched his back. He sighed, "I don't know when the sword sect will come. It's almost time, right?"

Xiao Zi lay beside him, looking at the lake, and replied, "Who knows? Maybe he's scared."

If you look closely, there is a figure practicing sword in its snake eyes. The movements are very fast and it's hard to see clearly.

Fang Wang turned his head to look at Xiao Zi and rubbed its snake head.

In recent months, Xiao Zi has been very quiet and has become a little unlike it.

Fang Wang knew the reason, because it was immersed in sword enlightenment, but this matter made him feel absurd.

A snake has a higher sword enlightenment than Song Jinyuan?

It is worthy of being a snake demon that can survive in the Great Sage Cave Heaven.

At this time, Song Jinyuan walked onto the wooden bridge and stopped behind Fang Wang. He said, "Master's magic sword is still not found."

The Sword Saint taught Fang Wang the sword of heaven and earth, and the sword energy shaped the treasure spirit for Fang Hanyu. He even gave Fang Hanyu his storage ring, but there was no magic sword in the ring.

Before the Sword Saint passed away, most sword cultivators came for the Sword Saint's sword.

It is rumored that the Sword Saint's sword is an existence that surpasses the best magic weapon, containing the strongest power of the sword, which attracts swordsmen all over the world.

"Forget it if it can't be found. Master must have his own plans. If it is destined for us, it will naturally appear in front of us."

Fang Wang is very open-minded. He has three natal treasure spirits and is not very eager for the Sword Saint's sword.

"Well, this is the seventy-one top-grade magic swords you want."

Song Jinyuan nodded, and then threw the storage bag into Fang Wang's arms.

Fang Wang raised his eyebrows and asked, "So fast?"

Song Jinyuan said, "Most of them were gifts from various forces, sorted out by Fang Hanyu. After all, you are a newly promoted sword saint, and the treasures I give you must be swords. I also collected two swords myself, and asked several sword servants to go out and buy dozens of swords."

The price of high-quality magic tools is not low.

Fang Wang was about to take out the treasures from his storage bag, but Song Jinyuan turned around and said, "You are Jian Tianze's master and my junior brother. Just consider it as a gift from me to you. The sword servants also thank you for teaching you the sword spirit, so you don't need to take out your storage bag."

Fang Wang turned his head and looked. Song Jinyuan took five steps, jumped up, and flew towards the distant mountains on the sword.

He couldn't help laughing. This senior brother is quite arrogant.

He whispered, "Xiao Zi, see, this is the benefit of power. When will you go out and establish yourself as a king and collect natural treasures for me?"

"Forget it, I don't have that ability. It's better for me to stay by your side. If you are bored, you can play with me."

Xiao Zi answered casually, and Fang Wang's mouth twitched.

It's all Gu Tianxiong's fault!

That old frivolous thing!

Fang Wang stopped talking, took Song Jinyuan's storage bag, took out the magic swords one by one, and began to refine the restrictions.

Not long after, Gu Tianxiong arrived and kept nagging, hoping that Fang Wang would promise not to tell Gu Li about the nonsense they had talked about before. Fang Wang agreed, but Gu Tianxiong thought he agreed too quickly and was afraid of fraud, so he insisted on signing a document. It took a long time before he left.

After Gu Tianxiong left, Fang Wang couldn't help but sigh: "Xiao Zi, do you think he is a fool? Isn't signing a written document equivalent to creating evidence for himself?"

Gu Tianxiong could have denied it flatly, but now he has the written document in his hand. If he loses it one day, he will be in trouble.

"He has always been stupid." Xiao Zi replied casually.

...

The one-year agreement has arrived, and Jian Tianze has become very lively. There are people all over the lake, from all major sects. People from Taiyuan Sect have also come, led by the real person who is sleepy and Zhao Chuanqian.

"Elder Zhao, the Sword Sect will not dare to come, right?"

Zhou Bo asked, looking at Zhao Chuanqian who was meditating in the front. The hundreds of disciples around him were all disciples of Taiyuan Sect, and their strength was not weak. The worst was a branch disciple.

Other disciples started to discuss, and they all felt that the Sword Sect was scared.

Most people didn't know Kong Xi of the Sword Sect, but they regarded Fang Wang as a legend.

After four years of cultivation, he became famous in the Nine Veins Fighting, and later revealed that his natal treasure spirit was the Tianyuan treasure spirit. He then swept thirteen first-class geniuses. Later, Fang Wang inherited the sword saint and killed the great demon king. He was called the Tianyuan sword saint. All these deeds are enough to make the disciples of Taiyuan Sect proud.

Now, they travel around the world. The cultivators they meet know that they are from Taiyuan Sect. They will marvel at Fang Wang's strength and make them proud.

"What do you know? Anyone may be afraid, but Kong Xi will not be afraid. This old guy probably came with murderous intent!"

Sleepy True Man snorted coldly. When he mentioned Kong Xi, he couldn't help but curse. Obviously, the two had a feud.

Zhao Chuanqian opened his eyes and said calmly: "The name of the Sword Sect cannot be underestimated. Even if the head of the sect faces him, he may not win."

Head!

The disciples suddenly quieted down. They thought Fang Wang was indeed powerful, but if compared with the master, he would inevitably be inferior. After all, they were disciples of Taiyuan Sect, and naturally thought that the master Guang Qiuxian was the strongest in the sect.

Fang Wang could surpass Guang Qiuxian from a mortal after practicing for 16 years?

That's also...

Zhou Bo, who loved to promote Fang Wang the most, couldn't help but fall silent.

The sleepy real person was about to speak, but suddenly turned his head and frowned in one direction. Zhao Chuangan did the same, and his eyes became sharp.

At this moment, all the Xuanxin realm cultivators by the Jiantianze Lake looked up and looked in the same direction.

It was a majestic mountain, and the sun just stopped at the top of the mountain. Following their gaze, they saw a figure standing on the top of the mountain, with his back to the bright sun, and his black clothes fluttering.

Jianzong!

At the same time.

Fang Wang, who was meditating on the bridge, slowly stood up. He gently waved the Qiankun fan with his right hand and looked at Kong Xi in the distance.

Xiao Zi looked in that direction, spitting out snake tongue while saying: "Young Master, he is very strong, I feel he is stronger than the previous big demon king, no wonder he dares to challenge you."

The wind blew on the lake, the fog surged, Fang Wang's white clothes were blown, the hair beside his ears fluttered, his eyes were full of expectation.

How could he not look forward to the battle that the world was watching?

When he was young, who didn't yearn to be famous all over the world and become a hero that everyone yearned for?

After sixteen years of cultivating immortals, Fang Wang already had his own confidence. In this battle, his family was watching, and he must show his strongest posture.

"Tianyuan Sword Saint Fang Wang, I'm here!"

Kong Xi's voice suddenly sounded, like thunder, exploding, startling thousands of cultivators to stand up, and those living in the attic also walked out one after another.

His voice echoed over Jian Tianze for a long time.

Fang Hanyu, Song Jinyuan and the sword servants came to Fang Wang's back. They looked into the distance. Although they could not see Kong Xi's figure clearly, they could feel the powerful sword energy.

"I joined Xuanhong Sword Sect at the age of eight, shaped my soul at the age of twenty, and only shaped a medium-grade Xuanyuan treasure spirit. At the age of twenty-five, I traveled the world and was fortunate to meet the Sword Saint. The Sword Saint's swordsmanship made me fascinated. Unfortunately, the Sword Saint said that I was not qualified enough to become his disciple."

Kong Xi's voice sounded again, and he actually talked about the past.

These words moved many sword servants, because they had the same experience. They all wanted to worship the Sword Saint as their teacher, but unfortunately they were rejected.

"The grade of the treasure spirit is determined by destiny. This sentence trapped me and made me lost for a while. But later I figured it out. Cultivating immortals is against the will of heaven. If you want to go against the will of heaven, why should you believe in destiny? So I devoted myself to sword study and spent two hundred years to understand it. But when I wanted to prove myself to the Sword Saint, I found that the Sword Saint had already gone south to the sea!"

Against the will of heaven!

These words touched the hearts of most of Jian Tianze's cultivators and made them resonate.

Fang Wang was indifferent and sighed in his heart.

Good tricks!

Once these two words came out, no one would say that Kong Xi was bullying the young because of his old age. Instead, they would empathize with him and even support him.

"After the Sword Saint left, I traveled all over the world, challenged all the great sword masters in this land, and finally made a name for myself as the Sword Sect, but so what?"

"Without defeating the Sword Saint, the Sword Sect is just a joke!"

"Unfortunately, God did not grant my wish. After I finished my retreat and waited for the Sword Saint to return, I learned that the Sword Saint had passed away!"

"Hahahaha! The Sword Saint passed away! And before he died, he chose a genius with the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit as his successor! How ironic! The Sword Saint succeeded. At least he proved to me that he can indeed find someone more talented than me!"

"Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit!" Yuanbao Ling, from ancient times to the present, only the legend of Tianyuan Baoling has been passed down on this land, but no one has ever seen it! "

"Fang Wang, you are a person favored by God, you are born to have everything, the strongest talent, the strongest master, the best of everything, but defeating the Sword Saint is the goal I have pursued all my life!"

"Today's battle, you will fight me on behalf of the Sword Saint and the strongest talent he pursues! Put aside Xuanhong Sword Sect and Taiyuan Sect, there is no grudge, only a fight for fate!"

Kong Xi laughed loudly, and his laughter echoed over Jian Tianze. His heartfelt words touched most of the spectators.

At this moment, they seemed to see an ordinary cultivator who was about to die drawing a sword against his own destiny.

They couldn't help but compare themselves with Fang Wang. What were they, the spectators?

At least the Sword Sect dared to challenge, while they could only join in the fun or please Fang Wang!