Chapter 291 Who Dares to Stop the Fierce Power?

That Han Jiazi, one of the Four Heroes of the Western Desert, rushed over and was not stopped, and the three goblins from Beishen Mountain were not stopped when they rushed over, but the young master just showed his sign, and someone came to stop me. Are you despising me? Needless to say, Fang Xing was so angry in his heart, he didn't even bother to ask the other party's Taoist name, he just ordered Dapeng Xie Wang to rush over, and anyone who dared to stop Uncle Fang from showing off would die...

The Blue Sword cultivator blocking the way was dressed in sackcloth, wearing a bamboo hat, and had a foundation-building third-level cultivation base, but he came earlier and was protected by a group of disciples. He sat in front of the basin and waited, looking very low-key. Han Jiazi, one of the Four Masters of Mo, turned his head and took a look when he came. He just glanced at Fang Xing and the three goblins from Beishen Mountain, but he didn't take it seriously.

However, after Fang Xing raised the banner, his eyes suddenly froze, his figure flashed, and he crossed a distance of nearly a hundred feet. Like a gray shadow, he passed over the heads of the cultivators and stopped in front of Fang Xing's carriage. The sword points to the carriage.

Originally, he had prepared a lot of words and was going to talk to Fang Xing, but he didn't expect that Fang Xing didn't ask any questions, and directly urged the carriage to rush over. He acted like a little fly, but he was also startled. With a movement of the blue sword in his hand, a shadow of the sword was propped on the bottom of his feet, and flew into the air.

"A certain family is talking to you, are you deaf?"

Cultivator Blue Sword shouted coldly, the light of the sword in his hand flickered, and in an instant, a blue rainbow pierced Fang Xing's face.

It's just a blue rainbow, but it seems to have entered the cold winter suddenly. Where the sword light passes, there is a trail of frost.

"The sword is like frost, and the sword is severe cold. That is Han Longzi, one of the four masters of the West Desert. When did he come?"

"It is rumored that Han Longzi and Yuanyuan Lian are best friends. No wonder he wants to block Fang Xiaojiu's way. Is it to avenge his friend?"

"Two of the Four Heroes of the West Desert actually came. Fang Xiaojiu of the Great Snow Mountain is in danger. It is rumored that the monks of the West Desert are quite hostile to him!"

Among the monks, some reacted quickly, recognized the identity of the blue sword monk, and whispered.

Leng Ziyan, who was not far away, smiled even more, and glanced at the disciples of Zhu Wan Luo Yuan.

That look seems to be saying, I'm right, the moment this abandoned child appears, he will attract enemies, so how can it be good to follow him?

And Fang Xing, who was sitting on the carriage, also smiled coldly. He did not hide or dodge, but secretly used the profound method. Two golden wings appeared behind him, overlapping layers, but wrapped in golden barriers in front of him. , the blue sword light pierced by Han Longzi was blocked by the sword shadow in front of him, and then quietly collapsed into nothingness, but it didn't work at all, and it seemed anticlimactic.

"Brother Yuan is a bit romantic by nature, but he is a kind and honest person. He was killed by you, and a certain family wants to ask you..."

Han Longzi's sword was useless, but he didn't continue to hand it out, but asked in a cold voice, it seemed that he really wanted to seek justice for Yuan Yuanlian.

However, after Fang Xing stopped the sword, he flapped his wings and rushed towards him. He had already taken the one-legged bronze spear in his hand, swung his arms round, and smashed it down fiercely, with a big mouth in his mouth. Drink: "Ask your uncle..."

Han Longzi's expression changed, and the second half of his sentence was choked back into his stomach. With a muffled growl, the blue long sword in his hand turned like a wheel, drawing circles, and each circle turned into an ice wheel. In an instant, dozens of ice wheels appeared in front of him, layered on top of each other, like a huge ice lotus, blocking Fang Xing who was smashing towards him with a one-legged bronze spear.

"Old evil help..."

Fang Xing drank coldly, and secretly transmitted the sound.

And the one-legged bronze spear in his hand smashed down fiercely without hesitation.

"Boom..."

However, this stick hit the ice wheel that covered one part of the sky, and there was a tooth-piercing "click" sound, and dense ice patterns appeared on the ice wheel all over the sky, and then broke into pieces one after another. It was like layers of frost rain floating in the air, at the same time, two streams of black smoke came up from the ground quietly, rushing towards Han Longzi like a tornado.

Han Longzi sensed the danger behind him, roared, turned around and stabbed, the sword light turned into a sharp cold arc, pushing towards the two Chilongs attacking behind him, it must be known that the Chilongs were golden light The dragon's soul inside the seal of the ancestor's magic weapon of fame manifested, with infinite power. Han Longzi is a knowledgeable man, so he naturally knew how powerful it was.

It's just that he didn't expect that the two Chilongs retreated in a flash, but Fang Xing who was in front of them smirked and hit them with a stick.

With a sound of "Boom", the force of his stick fell, instantly piercing through the layers of ice wheels, and the invisible force struck directly behind Han Longzi, Han Longzi gritted his steel teeth, and hurriedly turned back to block with his sword , suddenly retreated violently.

All these changes are only in the blink of an eye, and in the eyes of everyone, Han Longzi sternly asked Daxue Mountain disciple Fang Xiaojiu why he killed his friend after stabbing his sword Yuanyuan Lian, but Fang Xiaojiu yelled "Ask your uncle", and flew back to fight back. A stick fell down, and Han Longzi Yujian stopped him, but was thrown back dozens of feet by the stick.

As for Dapeng Xiewang's secret move to mobilize two Chilongs to attack Han Longzi, few people discovered it.

"Deng" "Deng" "Deng" "Deng"

After Han Longzi landed, he retreated more than ten feet in a row, his face was pale, his chest heaved and heaved, as if he had been injured.

Fang Xing turned around and flew back to the carriage, holding a one-legged bronze lance in one hand, leaning on the shaft and sitting down, with a sneer on his face: "You ask me why I killed him? Really, I don't think that killing him was wronged!"

Han Longzi gritted his teeth and didn't open his mouth. He had just suffered a dark loss, and his qi and blood were retrograde. Once he opened his mouth, he couldn't hold it back. Moreover, he clearly felt that Fang Xing's qi mechanism was still firmly locked on him. As soon as I opened my mouth, that little devil would attack me, and I would be sure of my big loss, so for a while, I could only shut my mouth tightly and stare at Fang Xing.

"Do you have anything to say? Get out of here if you don't have anything to say!"

Fang Xing sneered, and secretly informed Dapeng Xiewang to hit him again.

Dapeng Xiewang smiled, and the carriage continued, rumbling, five chilongs opened their teeth and claws, and ran towards Hanlongzi.

Han Longzi was furious, so he had to dodge to the side, looking at Fang Xing with murderous intent.

"Han Longzi, one of the Four Heroes of the West Desert, who was so casual and hit with one move, dared not fight back. This Daxueshan disciple is so fierce!"

"Everyone has said that he cut off all four bloodlines by himself, and beheaded Yuan Yuanlian, one of the four masters of the West Desert, and Jinfu, the foundation-establishing Tianjiao Jinfu, who was of the same bloodline as Jin Guang, and there is no difference between the fierce winds. Now it turns out to be true. It's just strange. Why did he This level of strength, but not ranked among the five sons of Daxue Mountain?"

"Maybe it's a sharp sword hidden in Daxueshan's secret possession. His strength is by no means inferior to the five sons of Daxueshan..."

For a while, seeing Fang Xing's fierce wind, all the cultivators were terrified and whispered.

Leng Ziyan, who was hiding among the cultivators, turned his head angrily with an extremely ugly expression.

He was still very proud of his wise decision just now, but now he seems to have been slapped hard.

So what if a strong enemy is attracted by the first flag?

Han Longzi, one of the Four Heroes of the West Desert that Fang Xing beat with a stick, didn't even dare to speak, but he looked even more fierce and majestic.

At this moment, he couldn't help but pin his hopes on the other one of the four masters of the West Desert. If the Han family and Han Longzi joined hands, maybe the two of them could suppress this servant of the Hundred Beasts, but for some reason , In this room, the battle between Han Longzi and Fang Xing attracted the attention of countless people, but that Han family son was riding on the back of the dragon horse without even looking at this side.

"What are you looking at? I'll dig out your eyeballs for you!"

The carriage went straight forward, and stopped at the edge of the basin. Fang Xing swept around arrogantly and shouted at all the cultivators.

The monks around immediately opened their eyes sideways, not daring to look at him, but cursed inwardly: This brat is really tyrannical!

Seeing all the cultivators looking sideways, Fang Xing was overjoyed, which was exactly the effect he wanted.

In the world of practice, sometimes he just counts on a score, and his score today is quite successful.

In fact, in terms of his strength, if he were to deal with that Han Longzi, he would not need to use the power of the Wanling Banner, but he also knew that among the cultivators around here, there might be more than one person who coveted him. If you get entangled, it's hard to guarantee that other people who want to take advantage of it will not beat you as a dog in the water. Therefore, if you want to deal with Han Longzi, you must use one move to control the enemy and grab the first blow.

It's just that if he wants to take down Han Longzi with one move, only the Yin-Yang Great Mill can do it.

However, if he uses the Yin-Yang Great Grinding Disc, his spiritual power will be exhausted, but he will be unable to cope with the unexpected events in the future, so he secretly informs the Dapeng evil king to control two chilongs to attack him back and forth. Anyway, for him, as long as he can achieve The effect of deterring the group cultivators around the basin would be good. The idea of ​​a hero fighting alone seems to him to be stupid, and only two fools would do that.

Now, the effect is fully achieved.

There are no less than a few hundred cultivators around, and there are forty or fifty people in the establishment of the foundation. Among them, the monks who want to capture him and show favor to the Huangfu family can account for one-third. There are also seven or eight people who were robbed by him before. Look at him Almost all of them were displeasing to the eye, but they were stunned by his move to force the dragon back from the cold just now. There were hundreds of smarts and half a hundred foundations, but none of them dared to face themselves.

"It turns out that he is the Daxueshan disciple who lost all four veins by himself. No wonder he dared to speak out to tease our sisters..."

On the edge of the basin hundreds of feet away, the three goblins from Beishen Mountain also had bright eyes and discussed softly.

"What? Sister Furong, do you want to sleep with him?"

The senior sister in the green dress looked at the second junior sister in the flower dress teasingly.

The woman in the flower skirt smiled slightly, and said: "Such a man naturally wants to sleep with him, but it's better to let the little junior sister have sex!"

The youngest elf blushed slightly, kicked the stone under her feet, and said shyly, "I can't beat him, it's hard to use my strength..."

"Hee hee, it's okay, we two senior sisters will help you..."

The women in the green and flower skirts giggled, ready to discuss how to take Fang Xing away.

"Hey, look quickly, look quickly, they are smiling at the young master, I just say that I am very handsome, everyone loves me, right?"

Fang Xing, who had occupied an area on the edge, saw the three goblins from Beishen Mountain glaring at him non-stop, and also excitedly winked at them, and then happily showed off to Chu Ci and the blue-faced robber. .

"Hmph, three self-respecting goblins, Brother Ninth, look what they are doing!"

Chu Ci couldn't hide his dislike for the three goblins in Beishen Mountain in his eyes.

The blue-faced robber sighed silently, and said, "If you knew what they were thinking, I'm afraid you wouldn't be so happy... It's not right, maybe you are happier..." Having said that, he Suddenly he was slightly startled, raised his eyes to look towards the west, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Another powerful one came, it seems that this opportunity is not good..."