Nong Guiquan lost faith in his Shadow Bodhisattva technique for the first time.
Since he practiced this technique, he could easily escape by killing people in front of the golden elixir countless times.
He was elusive and no one could capture his path.
Only this time, he felt scared and panicked.
There is still a little unwillingness.
"You're trembling, are you scared?"
Fang Chen suddenly said.
“…”
Nong Guiquan was finally sure that the other party could definitely see him and dared not stay here for a long time. After holding his fists, he turned around and slipped away from the shadows.
"hehe."
Fang Chen chuckled and shook his head.
"Young Master, she is also a martial emperor in the fourth realm of Tianxuan in our third room. He has been following the eldest lady before. Do you think it is feasible for her to take care of that lady?"
Li Cang took a middle-aged woman to Fang Chen and said respectfully.
The middle-aged woman still has charm and immediately salutes respectfully when she sees Fang Chen:
"I have always seen the young master."
Fang Chen glanced at Li Cang: "Call the people around the eldest lady, can she have enough people?"
"Please rest assured, the lady knows that the young master is asking a woman to take care of the lady, so she specially arranged for the slave to come."
Chang Feilan said respectfully.
Li Cang smiled bitterly on his face. He didn't want to. He was going to pick people from the Interior Hall, but when Mrs. Fang Ao found out, she directly sent Chang Feilan to him.
In his capacity, what qualifications are there to refuse?
“Okay.”
Fang Chen nodded slightly: "You will take care of that girl from now on."
"Thank you, my son, I will do my best!"
A hint of excitement flashed in Chang Feilan's eyes.
Just now, a news came back to Fang's family, and not only the young ladies were more excited, excited and shocked.
These martial artists were also shocked, and they were full of envy for Li Cang who followed Fang Chen.
The same is true for Chang Feilan.
But who would have thought that in a blink of an eye, she could also be with Fang Chen.
As a martial artist in Fang, everyone’s lifelong wish is to embark on the road of cultivation.
It is too difficult to have this opportunity, but if you can follow a promising young master, your hope will increase greatly!
"Are you the Martial Emperor in the Fourth Realm of Tianxuan?"
Fang Chen asked suddenly.
"yes."
Chang Feilan nodded.
"A long time ago, I was quite interested in martial arts. Can you please give me some advice?"
Fang Chen suddenly chuckled, stood up and looked at Chang Feilan.
Li Cang was stunned.
Chang Feilan looked shocked, and then bowed with fear and fear:
"Please don't want to destroy the slaves. How can the slaves be qualified to teach them? How dare you fight with them?"
"Fourth realms of Tianxuan, starting from the slashing energy, your martial arts power can affect spiritual power, mysterious energy, king energy, and emperor energy, and one realm is stronger than the other realm."
Fang Chen smiled: "To be honest, I have never fought with Emperor Wu. You will practice with me today. If I meet Emperor Wu in the future, I will have some experience in dealing with it."
"in this way……"
Chang Feilan looked at Li Cang, then looked at Fang Chen, and his hesitation flashed and nodded slightly:
"I dare to practice the methods of Emperor Wu, please don't be surprised by your son."
"You attack me."
Fang Chen nodded, "Don't hold back, do your best. If you can hurt me, I will give you a hundred low-grade spirit stones."
“!!”
Chang Feilan took a breath in her heart, her eyes wide open.
One hundred low-grade spirit stones!?
This is an unimaginable huge sum of money for the martial artist. With these 100 low-grade spirit stones, her cultivation can be further improved and she can completely reach the great perfection of the Martial Emperor!
"I offended you."
Chang Feilan suddenly shouted lightly, and the next moment, a phantom was drawn out from her body and approached Fang Chen with lightning.
Judging from this speed alone, even the monks who blessed the divine movement talisman may not be as fast as hers.
Chang Feilan's body has thick qi and blood, which is far beyond the ordinary twelve levels of Qi refining.
When she appeared in front of Fang Chen, the imperial energy in her body surged out and punched Fang Chen in the chest.
Before the fist was approaching, the surrounding ground had already trembled faintly, and cracks were extended in all directions.
Fang Chen clearly felt that this punch also drove the spiritual power around him, making them seem to turn into giant mountains and oppress him from all directions.
"Aunt Chang is confused!"
Li Cang's face turned pale. Chang Feilan really tried her best. If she really hurt Fang Chen, this matter would not be solved so easily!
"But... the activation of these spiritual powers is only passive. She does not have the ability to truly control spiritual power, otherwise it would be the technique of controlling the five elements."
Thinking of this, Fang Chen raised his hand gently and punched Chang Feilan.
Bang!
Chang Feilan only felt a terrifying force coming from the other party's fist, just like a huge wave in a storm.
The blood on her face faded, and she staggered back seven or eight steps before stopping.
On the other hand, Fang Chen was still standing there motionless, but the blue bricks around him were broken.
"How is this possible!?"
Chang Feilan couldn't believe it.
The other party did not use his spiritual power, but just relying on his physical body, he actually punched her.
Not only that, she was at a disadvantage in this punch, and she did not get any benefits. She only felt a pain in her arms and the bones inside should have been cracked.
As Emperor Wu, he used the imperial energy to temper his body, his internal organs and bones, and he achieved great strengthening.
Because of this, the qi and blood of warriors like them are far beyond the ordinary twelve levels of Qi refining.
If it is longer than life span, it may not be weaker than the same level of monks!
But now, there is a monk with a terrifying body that can fight the Martial Emperor head-on!
"Come again."
Fang Chen smiled.
Chang Feilan didn't have time to think about it, so he turned his hand and made a hand print.
"Shadow's Seal!"
The spiritual power around him trembled even more violently, and Li Cang clearly saw that he was shot out with Chang Feilan's palm print.
A terrifying giant seal fell in the void and smashed it towards Fang Chen.
Not to mention the ordinary body, even if it is a spiritual barrier, it is not easy to block this attack!
Fang Chen raised his hand again.
I saw a water dragon emerge and rushed towards the Fentian Seal.
boom--
The two and two offensives cancel each other out.
Fang Chen used less than 10% of his skills, and this water dragon could at least be comparable to an ordinary qi refining full-strength attack.
It indirectly proves that the attacking power of Emperor Chang Feilan and his likeness had indeed reached the twelve levels of Qi refining.
But the martial artist cannot practice magic. If he really wants to fight with the monks for life and death, he will be exhausted by various mysterious means unless he is close to him.
The water dragon turned into rain and sprinkled.
Chang Feilan's figure suddenly rushed out of the rain and appeared in front of Fang Chen.
Bang bang bang bang!
Her fists were like lightning bolts, trying to conquer them from close range.
Fang Chen used his moves to resolve Chang Feilan's boxing postures one by one.
Li Cang was stunned.
The two of them fought too quickly, and a Martial King like him could only barely keep up with him.
In just a few minutes of breaths, the two of them had already passed hundreds of moves, and Chang Feilan's breath began to decline significantly.
On the other hand, Fang Chen was still calm and stood there, and he never took a step away since the beginning of the fight!
Suddenly, Chang Feilan quickly took a few steps back and saluted respectfully: