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Chapter 89 Prince Zhuang

"Besides, the spiritual weapon can protect you, I don't know if I can still protect him!"

Looking at the third prince who had changed color slightly, Fang Qingshan looked at the ninth prince beside him with a smile.

"You dare, if you hurt me, my eldest brother and the second brother will not let you go." The ninth prince saw Fang Qingshan looking at him with malicious intentions, and suddenly seemed to be a cat with a stomp on his tail and shouted with a fierce look on his face.

"This junior brother, don't go too far!"

When he heard Fang Qingshan say that he could not break the defense, he directly attacked the ninth prince, and the third prince was immediately angry.

Although he also disliked the ninth prince who made trouble for nothing and achieved nothing, if anyone asked the brothers of the eldest prince and even the same mother to be injured in front of him, even though he was also a half-brother, he might not be able to take care of him.

"Excessive? Humph, you are only allowed to set fire to the state officials and not allow the people to light the lamp." Fang Qingshan sneered, "There are still two choices. Either apologize or he punches me, otherwise you may not be able to get out of this Yuchen Hall today."

"you......"

"What a big tone, what a arrogant arrogance!"

Just when the ninth prince was a little nervous and the third prince was a little anxious, a cold voice sounded.

Then, the crowd dispersed, and a man who was somewhat similar to the third prince and the ninth prince but had a very different temperament walked in.

His face was expressionless and he was not happy or angry, but the people around him suddenly felt his heart tightening, his hair was standing upside down, goose bumps appeared, and a chill.

Especially Fang Qingshan, he was the first to bear the brunt and felt a deeper feeling. He only felt a cold coming. This was the anger of a emperor, bleeding and drifting.

"Second brother."

Seeing the visitor, the ninth prince immediately screamed excitedly, and the third prince secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, this kid is going to suffer."

"Yes, I didn't expect Prince Zhuang to come. He is an inner disciple."

"I heard that it is not far from the peak of the physical realm."

Seeing Prince Zhuang's arrival, everyone looked at Fang Qingshan with three points of pity.

Although Fang Qingshan has good cultivation, even the third prince can only accept the disadvantage.

However, Prince Zhuang is an inner disciple, and his cultivation has reached the ninth level of spiritual communication. He also holds a spiritual weapon in his hand, which is incomparable to Fang Qingshan.

"Third brother!"

Seeing Prince Zhuang's arrival, Fang Qingwei's expression also changed drastically, but without saying a word, she stood up and stood side by side with Fang Qingshan.

Seeing this, Liu Jianye and Wang Mingyang looked at each other and stood beside Fang Qingshan.

Prince Zhuang just glanced at the three of them and focused on Fang Qingshan.

"You just said you couldn't apologize, you couldn't take your punch, and you couldn't walk out of Yuchentang today?"

Prince Zhuang looked at Fang Qingshan coldly, and an invisible aura completely enveloped him.

Fang Qingshan felt a sense of depression in his heart, as if black clouds were pressing against the city and were about to destroy it. Not to mention the qi and blood, even the thoughts seemed to be much slower.

Fang Qingshan knew that the reason for this was entirely due to the suppression of the realm.

He is just a realm of magical courage, but Prince Zhuang has reached the spiritual level and is even about to break through to the magical transformation.

And after reaching the ninth level of the body, spiritual changes are involved.

"Do you still think so now?"

Seeing that the face of Fang Qingshan Villa had a blue look and a purple look, the face of the prince of Fang Qingshan Villa did not change at all. He walked towards him step by step, and every step fell, as if he was stepping on Fang Qingshan's heart.

There was something wrong with Fang Qingwei and the other two. He wanted to remind him, but he couldn't take care of himself. Suddenly, a strong pressure was like a mountain pressing on the top of the top, making people have no time to take care of him.

"Oh, this guy is finished."

"Prince Zhuang is preparing to destroy him!"

"Today, even if Prince Zhuang stops, this kid cannot break through the psychological barrier, and he will be like this for the rest of his life."

"Who told him to overestimate his ability and want to provoke the prince of the Daxu Dynasty."

......

"Hmph, I want to surrender to me in a mere psychic realm? I'm delusional!"

Although Fang Qingshan was shaky, his heart was not defeated at all.

Song!

hiss!

While bearing the pressure from Prince Zhuang, he worked hard to visualize the fundamental method of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Prajna Pra

Although he has never seen a real image viewing picture or a real dragon and elephant, as the Dragon Elephant Prajna practice is practiced layer by layer, if he does not practice one level, some dragon and elephant patterns will be automatically improved. Therefore, the dragon and elephant are no longer the first time Fang Qingshan thought about it and made it out of thin air.

"Elephant is in the earth, the flying dragon is in the sky, the dragon and the elephant are in the spirit!"

A cold light flashed through his black eyes, and a low shout sounded from his heart.

In an instant, I saw the complex dark golden lights in Fang Qingshan’s mind intertwined, causing extremely mysterious waves.

At the center of my eyebrows, a dragon and an elephant could be seen vaguely entrenching, guarding the heaven and earth. I roared to the sky.

Bang!

There was only a sound like a broken glass.

Puff!

Fang Qingshan suddenly turned white. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath quickly became weaker, and his body became a little staggering, but there was a bright light between his eyes.

Um?

Prince Zhuang did not take Fang Qingshan seriously. After all, he was an inner disciple and his cultivation was about to break through the magical transformation. However, he did not expect that Fang Qingshan actually broke through his qi suppression, but instead became a blessing in disguise, condensed the dragon and elephant, and took a step further on the road to spiritual communication.

Suddenly, Prince Zhuang's face became unfavorable.

"Okay, okay, it's true, there are two tricks," Prince Zhuang narrowed his eyes, "Since that's the case, if you just take my punch today, this matter will be written off."

After the words came, Prince Zhuang didn't give Fang Qingshan any choice. As soon as the aura opened, he shook everyone else back. Then, without saying a word, he slapped Fang Qingshan with a palm.

The king covers the earth tiger, and the pagoda fights the river demon.

Under one palm, Fang Qingshan seemed to have become a monkey.

"You can't fight hard!"

Whether it is strength, consciousness, reaction, or combat skills, you and Prince Zhuang are not on the same level. If you fight hard, even if you don’t die, you will be severely injured.

Fang Qingshan instantly decided on the countermeasures, stepped on the Liangyi stake, waved his hands, drew an arc on his chest, and performed Tai Chi.

Large circles are covered with small circles, regular circles are covered with oblique circles, flat circles are covered with vertical circles.

Links and endlessly.

In an instant, a Tai Chi diagram was formed in front of Fang Qingshan.

Bang!

Buzz!

Click!

boom!

Although Tai Chi is good at using softness to overcome hardness and weak to overcome strongness, it has a limit. Once it exceeds that limit, no matter how strong the defense is, it will be broken.

As powerful as a bamboo shoot, Prince Zhuang fell down with a palm.

Bo!

Fang Qingshan only felt a heat in his chest, and he shook his whole body and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Tai Chi was not in vain. In addition, he practiced the dragon and elephant horizontally. Although this palm was powerful, he finally survived it.
Chapter completed!
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