"How do you know that the old dragon has never survived the thunder tribulation?"
Fang Chen smiled lightly.
Wang Chongsong smiled and said, "If he really succeeded in overcoming the tribulation, how could Lu Qingshu escape?"
"That's true."
Fang Chen whispered to himself.
"I really didn't expect that you would place such an important person in Daxia. You know clearly that the Spiritual God Sect is going to take action against you in the Sea of Immortals and Demons today, so you really don't care about your own safety?"
Fairy Jade frowned slightly.
"People are like this, prone to arrogance and arrogance. Maybe he thinks there won't be much danger today."
Yan Haoran chuckled and led everyone out of the void.
As soon as he appeared, Ouyang Xuanzhen also led many Dayan monks to slowly appear in the distance.
The Dayan monks next to Xu Qingsong looked at each other, and secretly took a breath. It turns out that it was not a coincidence that they came here today...
"That day, a thief appeared in Wandao Tower and stole the World Gourd and the Cold Water Immortal Flame. Was it you?"
Yan Haoran looked at Fang Chen with a smile on his face.
Before Fang Chen could speak, he said to himself: "There are Tiansha Longnu and others in the world gourd, and she is on good terms with Long Yuan, the old dragon. No wonder he will take action for you this time. Let me guess, he
Is it because a thunderstorm is coming and you can’t live much longer and you give up on yourself?”
"You guessed wrong. He didn't take action for me, but your Spiritual God Sect put your plan on Old Jiaolong and tried to scheme against Chen Qianlong. Old Jiaolong just taught your Spiritual God Sect a lesson."
Fang Chen smiled.
Yan Haoran smiled slightly: "Really? Then I, the Spiritual God Sect, have learned this lesson, and I will pay it back tenfold in the future."
Nangong Yuanzhen looked at Fang Chen with a gloomy look, "Did my brother Nangong Yuancheng die in your hands?"
"yes."
Fang Chen nodded.
Everyone thought that Fang Chen would make a few excuses, but they didn't expect him to admit it so decisively.
Nangong Yuanzhen was silent for a while and glanced at Yan Haoran: "Don't let this child die too easily."
"It's natural."
Yan Haoran nodded lightly.
Xu Qingsong felt chills in his heart. The conversation between the two parties revealed a lot of key information.
It was hard for him to imagine what Fang Chen had done in Prison Wind Land some time ago.
Will he directly enmity with these patriarchs and even kill the younger brother of one of the patriarchs?
"Are you bringing a few ancestors with you this time? You might as well let them show up."
Yan Haoran smiled lightly.
"I didn't bring any."
Fang Chen said.
"You think I should take your word for it?"
Yan Haoran only found it funny.
At this time, Wang Chongsong suddenly took back the Xuantian Mirror, looked at it for a few times, frowned and said:
"Maybe he really didn't bring anyone here. Several unidentified loose immortals appeared in the world and killed many sky demons, flying stars, and holy puppets."
Wang Chongsong had a strange look on his face and looked Fang Chen up and down: "You never believed that I didn't want this place to fall into civil strife, so you transferred people away from me in advance just to stop our plans?
But you should know that this can only stop him for a while at most, and there are still many people who have not taken action, let’s just say Li Wuwang. If he takes action, the blood of Long Yuan’s old dragon will be splashed on the spot.”
"Li Wuwang? How dare he take action so easily? Has he forgotten that there are two anomalies here that have never shown up?
If he fights with the old dragon, he will definitely have to guard his back at all times."
Fang Chen smiled.
After a pause, "Not to mention, if Li Wuwang really wants to show up, I also plan to clean up the house."
"Arrogant!"
A sharp shout sounded from the void, and a second-level sword cultivator who had been hiding here for a long time finally couldn't bear to listen to Fang Chen's arrogant words.
The other party's words were filled with contempt and disdain for Li Wuwang, a senior swordsman who single-handedly changed the status of swordsmen in prison style.
As a sword cultivator, and having received many favors from Li Wuwang, he did not want to listen to this person's nonsense again.
The terrifying sword intent changed the color of the world and the world, and the cold intent enveloped tens of thousands of miles in radius.
The sea surface was pressed down by about ten feet by this sword force out of thin air. During this period, countless fish and shrimps exploded and died.
"Stop, this person will be useful if you keep him!"
Wang Chongsong and Yan Haoran shouted loudly in unison.
But this second-level sword cultivator still ignored him, and saw only a flash of sword light coming from the void.
The next moment, Wang Chongsong, Yu Xianzi, Yan Haoran and others immediately led the rest of the group back hundreds of miles!
Among them, no one can stop this sword move.
Looking at the strange rolling air waves, Wang Chongsong and Yan Haoran's faces turned pale.
With Fang Chen's strength, there was absolutely no way he could survive this move, let alone be immobilized by the concentration needle.
But after all, the other party is a monk in the distraction stage. I don’t know how many distractions are hidden in the dark. Even if his true self dies, he can be reborn from the distractions.
"Sword cultivators are all reckless men."
Yan Haoran gritted his teeth.
When things happen today, he will definitely report everything to Song Zhili and ask him to go find Li Wuwang to question him.
At this moment, a layer of faint clouds and mist suddenly appeared out of thin air, but ordinary people could not see this layer of clouds and mist.
It comes from the underworld.
As the clouds and mist appeared, a figure walked out of it.
Everyone was slightly startled, and some people subconsciously rubbed their eyes. Even the billowing sword intent in the sky was stagnant due to the appearance of this figure.
This man has an upright posture, wearing a blue armor, with a candle dragon on each foot, and candle dragons surrounding his body.
Nine in total!
What shocked everyone was that this person's face was exactly the same as Fang Chen!
He reached out towards Fang Chen and held it in vain. A flying sword swept out from Fang Chen's body, turned into a streak of light, and landed in his hand.
Then, he swung his sword and slashed at the billowing sword intent.
The first sword in the Ba Huang Immortal Supremacy Sword Sutra.
The sword intent like a wave was forced to roll back crazily.
The second-level sword cultivator looked shocked, then waved his sword again regardless.
Fang Chen's eyes were indifferent and he struck out the second sword again.
With this sword, the sword intent that filled the sky was instantly eliminated.
Then comes the third sword.
Everyone vaguely heard a muffled groan coming from the void.
Then comes the fourth sword.
puff--
Waves of blood were scattered out of thin air, as if there was an inexplicable flood in the sky. The blood was continuously scattered in the sea, dyeing the deep black water into a deep red!
Immediately afterwards, some mutilated pieces of meat fell piece by piece, and those with sharp eyes saw one of the broken arms, holding a flying sword tightly.
And the flying sword seems to be dissipating like sand due to the death of its owner.
"You can only catch my fourth sword."
Fang Chen whispered to himself, stretched out his hand again, and the stabilizing needles on his body flew into his hand one after another, and with a slight squeeze, they turned into ashes.
"Are you Fang Chen too?"
Wang Chongsong looked solemn as never before.
Everyone felt their scalps go numb. How could that second-level sword cultivator be slaughtered so easily?
"I am Fang Chen."
Fang Chen smiled and nodded.
"No wonder...you don't need to arrange manpower around you."
Wang Chongsong smiled bitterly.
If you can even kill a second-level sword cultivator... why do you need to arrange some help to protect yourself?
Chapter completed!