Nangong Aoxuan held the golden battle sword in his hand and didn't take Fang Yang into consideration at all. He roared, waving the battle sword with both hands and stabbed Fang Yang directly.
Fang Yang knew the consequences of being stabbed by the war sword, so he quickly dodged away, then waved the spear in his hand and fought with Nangong Aoxuan.
At this moment, Fang Yang no longer concealed his strength, but raised it to its peak state. The ordinary spear in his hand suddenly turned, and a fiery red light flashed all over his body, tightly wrapping the spear, bringing it with him.
The fierce energy flow tearing through the air met Nangong Aoxuan's battle sword.
The weapons in the hands of the two people did not really collide. It was just that the unparalleled fighting spirit stimulated by the weapons in their hands collided with each other. One was yellow and the other was red. At the moment of collision, unparalleled energy was suddenly produced, and with "Bang"
"With a loud noise, two colors of fighting spirit exploded at the same time, splashing towards the surroundings.
Two colors, one yellow and one red, turned into countless broken dots at the moment of explosion. If you look closely, every small broken dot turns out to be a miniature version of the weapons in each other's hands. The yellow battle sword, the red spear, everything is full of them.
The sky splashed, and it seemed that a colorful rain of fireworks was set off with the two people as the center.
However, each miniature version of the weapon carries an unrivaled flow of energy and splashes away in countless directions.
Just a small splash on your body can cause serious injury.
So, when the two kinds of fighting spirit, one yellow and one red, were about to explode, a skinny old man who had been waiting behind the prince moved. He stepped forward, wearing a black magic robe that was blowing in the wind, and stretched out the magic wand in his hand.
, the hoarse and dark voice only uttered two words: "Light Binding!"
The next moment, the countless red and yellow dots were surrounded by groups of black mist, then wrapped up and slowly disappeared into the air.
Even the yellow light spots that had splashed on a certain courtier were about to break through his clothes, but a black mist flew in, and the yellow light spots disappeared instantly, along with the already somewhat torn clothes.
Get it together.
The minister looked at his clothes in disbelief and was frightened on the spot.
From the start to the completion, it only takes a moment, which can be said to be neat and beautiful.
The old man in black robe stood behind Yu Wenfeng again without saying a word.
"Okay!" Yu Wenfeng was naturally overjoyed when he saw this.
Even the high-ranking emperor and empress nodded with satisfaction and did not hesitate to praise him.
However, Yu Wenyi spoke lazily, "Brother Huang is really surrounded by talents. A few days ago, I saw two young men with superb martial arts skills accompanying Brother Huang. Today, there is another old gentleman.
It seems to be even more powerful!"
Yu Wenyi's words were addressed to his imperial brother, but his eyes kept staring at this skinny old man, as if he wanted to see through at a glance who he was.
The old man in black robe stood quietly behind Yu Wenfeng. The black magic robe wrapped his skinny figure, making him as thin as a stick, as if he would fall over if the wind blew.
A few sparse strands of gray hair on the head were braided into a small braid, hanging down the back of the head. When the person moved, the braid swayed on both sides, making people feel a bit more funny out of thin air.
Wrinkles like orange peel covered the thin face, and the long and pointed chin reminded Nangong Lingyue in the corner of a broom star in a certain TV series. Only those big eyes flashed from time to time.
A sharp gleam reminds people not to underestimate him.