"The dispute between schools! It is said that the medieval era is the era of schools! The Twelve Palaces represent one of the top school inheritances in the medieval era. The practitioners of the school era are at least a few times more powerful than the practitioners of this era.
Times or even dozens of times! However, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. The era of sects is also the era when the geniuses in the underworld fight the most and die the most.
Ding Xiliao is also regarded as a major sect! And some people deliberately target Wanfa Jianxiu lineage, so they deliberately praise it as the number one sect in the Middle Ages!"
Fang Yue knew this period of history very well.
Because this is what King Tianhuang told Fang Yue after Fang Yue provoked the inner court.
The so-called inner court is the place where countless civilizations in the underworld gather and are inherited.
Therefore, the surviving sects of the medieval era are still burning in the inner court! What is passed down is not only the fire of civilization, but also the various grievances and grievances of the medieval era! The battles of the sect era finally continued into this era.
"I didn't expect you knew it quite clearly!"
Ninth Young Master raised his eyebrows slightly.
His talent is not weak, and his combat power is also strong.
But it is a pity that I have never entered the inner court, I am like a frog at the bottom of a well.
"Fang Yue, in fact, you only know a superficial knowledge of the things in the underworld. You are not even qualified to know a lot of things! You think you are smart, but you are not! The disputes between schools have been around since the Middle Ages.
It’s already over. It’s not worth it to have countless geniuses fighting over each other because of the conflict of spirits!”
"But what about destiny and luck?
In order to become the only protagonist in this era?"
Ninth Young Master's words became ethereal.
He was condescending, as if representing a ruthless sentence! "For luck?
For destiny?
To become the only protagonist of this era?"
Fang Yue chewed on these words, and his expression suddenly changed.
"You mean, you want to kill me and then take away the power of destiny from me?"
In fact, Fang Yue has always been deliberate and repressed, and has never deliberately participated in the struggle for the protagonist of the era. He secretly supported the seventh prince of the Yan Kingdom. Now he has grown from a penniless waste prince to an indomitable spiritual fairyland.
A master of this level, with a cloud of fierce generals under his command, and a rain of counselors! What he wants is to push the Seventh Prince to the front to participate in this battle of fate, attracting everyone's attention, and push himself to the back.
His true form has always been hidden in the void, and this is also the reason.
The destiny manifested itself in this deity in the end! But I didn't expect that he would be so evasive, but these people would still come to him after all.
"No need to kill you! As long as you surrender to me, all the luck in your body will naturally be mine! Or if I defeat you, if I defeat you once, one point of your luck will be transferred to me!"
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Ninth Young Master's mouth.
"Fang Yue, I admit that you are excellent, but you were born too late, so you will never be able to catch up with us!"
Ninth Young Master's voice fell, and a black awl suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Second style, silver moon seals the sky! Black cone stabs the sky!"
The Ninth Young Master used his backhand to cast a seal, and a shocking black light was released from the black awl! The black light flashed.
In the blink of an eye, it was in front of Fang Yue's eyebrows.
Ding! The black awl stabbed Fang Yue between the eyebrows.
Fang Yue's entire body was trapped by the power of the silver moon and he was unable to move at all. His billions of magical powers were sealed within his body, but none of them could be used! Ninth Young Master's black awl was about to pierce Fang Yue's forehead.
However, at this moment.
A figure as black as ink appeared behind Ninth Young Master.
His big hands grabbed the Ninth Young Master's neck from behind.
A layer of golden light flashed in Jiu Gongzi's body, protecting his body with luck! However, that layer of golden light that should be indestructible was being destroyed by his big hands.
Under the pressure, it was like a thin layer of gold paper being gently crushed! "Is the so-called genius just like that?"
The black figure muttered to himself.
The Ninth Young Master was lifted directly by the big hand, and then he was thrown to the ground with a bang like a piece of trash.
The Ninth Young Master was robbed, and all his spells became ineffective.
The silver moon above his head disappeared.
The black awl that was supposed to pierce into Fang Yue's eyebrows was gone.
"Ahem! Who the hell are you?"
Ninth Young Master slowly got up from the ground, and the smoke and dust cleared.
Although he was defeated miserably by the move just now, the Ninth Young Master had developed a body of steel and iron, and he actually did not suffer much damage.
"You came to challenge me and you asked me who I am?
Ninth Young Master, don’t you think this question is quite ridiculous?”
The black smoke gradually dissipated.
A familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared among them.
Fang Yue.
This is Fang Yue's destruction clone! It is also the one with the highest level of cultivation among Fang Yue's many clones so far - Da Luo Jin Fairyland! After Fang Yue's original body and flesh and blood clone entered the dimensional world, in order to prevent Yongfeng
Something happened to the town, so Fang Yue's demon-destroying clone was actually always in charge of the Yongfeng Kingdom.
This auction has extremely high standards, is huge, and is envied by others. The chances of it changing again are not small.
Just in case, the clone of the Demon Clan of Destruction didn't leave.
It was precisely because the clone of the Destruction Demon Clan never left that Fang Yue's flesh and blood clone escaped.
“This Fang Yue’s destruction clone is actually so powerful?
His flesh and blood clone was suppressed, but the destruction clone actually easily killed the Ninth Young Master!"
The Skyfire King's eyes widened with an incredible expression.
"You don't understand! Do you think that Ninth Young Master can really suppress Fang Yue's flesh and blood clone with his own strength?
Even if the strength of Ninth Young Master can be slightly better than Fang Yue, he cannot be completely suppressed like this! The reason for this situation should be due to the Silver Moon Sword in Ninth Young Master’s hand! Among them is the Sword of Heavenly Lord.
Contains the power of Tianzun! The sword of Tianzun is a weapon, killing the world! No matter how strong Fang Yue is, he can never withstand the majesty of Tianzun's power! However, Tianzun weapons are rare, and Silver Moon only has one after all, and it locks Fang Yue.
Yue's flesh and blood clone means that he has no time to care about him!"
"Fang Yue's destruction clone took action, and he used the pure power of disaster to break the body-protecting magical power of the Ninth Young Master's luck! Then he was easily defeated and thrown into the dirt!"
Zhang Sanfeng spoke slowly.
He is proficient in the ways of yin and yang and has extensive knowledge.
Even the King of Heavenly Fire, the Half-Step Heavenly Lord with a doomed biological clock, is far behind Zhang Sanfeng in this aspect! "Zhang Sanfeng, you can see and understand! This Fang Yue is indeed very powerful! If we continue at this pace, in the future
You might even become the first person in this era! It’s just a fattened sheep that will eventually be killed!”
A soft voice fell.
I don't know when a woman's figure appeared next to Zhang Sanfeng.
Dressed in red like blood.
Her face is fair, but her red lips are very delicate.
She held a three-foot red caltrop in her hand, and her bright eyes seemed to contain billions of stars.
Zhang Sanfeng retreated slightly, and he couldn't help but be alert.
This girl was also born in the Middle Ages. She was also in the Da Luo Jin Fairyland and had supreme combat power.
The red water chestnut she held tightly in her hand turned out to be a magical weapon at the Heavenly Venerate level.
I don’t know when this Tianzun-level magic weapon became so worthless that everyone can only have one.
"Hong Xiao, this Fang Yue belongs to me! You are not allowed to steal it from me!"
When the Ninth Young Master saw the woman appearing, he couldn't help but grinning and proclaiming his master.
Quan actually regarded Fang Yue as his sole prey! "Yours?"
Okay! Since you don’t let me take action, then I will watch and see when you are beaten to death by Fang Yue, and I will come to collect your body again!"
The woman named Hong Xiao actually stood beside Zhang Sanfeng without moving! "No more fighting, I'll work hard! Aren't you lucky?
I have it here! A luck bead, one contains five hundred aspects of luck power!"
Fang Yue patted the storage bag on his waist, and two luck beads flew out.
They were suspended in front of Jiu Gongzi and Hong Xiao respectively.
"You want to use this little power of luck to frustrate me?
Do you think you are sending away beggars?"
A look of deep disdain appeared on the face of Ninth Young Master.
Hong Xiao put her own luck bead in her hand and played with it.
There was a sparkle in her beautiful eyes all the time! "Hey, Ninth Young Master, if you don't want your share of the power of luck, you can give it to me. I still value it!"
Hong Xiao said to Ninth Young Master.
"Bah, you want to steal my things too?"
The Ninth Young Master took the luck bead into his arms.
Since he accepted the Luck Bead, to a certain extent, it was equivalent to agreeing to Fang Yue's request.
Ninth Young Master came here in high spirits, but he was actually defeated.
He and Fang Yue engaged in a three-stroke fight. Two of them had passed, but he was at a disadvantage.
Zhang Sanfeng is right, his real strength may be slightly stronger than Fang Yue's flesh and blood clone.
But without Silver Moon, it would be difficult for him to defeat Fang Yue! And Fang Yue has two clones, and his Silver Moon can only lock one! If Hong Xiao didn't take action, his battle with Fang Yue would be extremely difficult.
It is possible that he ended up defeated.
Fang Yue handed over the luck beads, which actually gave him a step down.
The Heavenly Fire King and others were unwilling to provoke the Twelve Palaces behind the Ninth Young Master.
Fang Yue didn't want to provoke him for the time being.
If Fang Yue is alone, all this will naturally be nothing.
But the problem is that there is Yongfeng Kingdom behind Fang Yue, and the people of Yongfeng Kingdom are waiting for prosperity! "I will let you go temporarily this time, but this luck bead can only protect you for half a year. After half a year,
I will naturally come to your door to take away the power of your destiny. Now that the competition for the protagonist of this era has entered the game, it is impossible to escape unscathed!"
The Ninth Young Master said these words, which also meant that he was going to stop completely.
Coming here this time to plunder Fang Yue's luck was only one of their purposes.
It's not even the main purpose.
Their real targets are the two elixirs in Fang Yue's hands.
Five-turn Tianyuan Pill! Sui Chen Pill! The doom has come, and some of the older generation strongmen in the inner court have awakened.
Although they barely woke up from their deep sleep, the source of their bodies was depleted and they needed a lot of resources to replenish them. One of Fang Yue's Fifth Transformation Tianyuan Pills was worth countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures at the level of the Immortal Lord.
.
"Fang Yue, what is the normal market price of this elixir?"
Hong Xiao asked Fang Yue, she was not that ambitious to compete for the leading role in this era.
Hong Xiao also saw it, Fang Yue, don’t offend him! Ninth Young Master even showed off Tianzun’s magic weapon, but in the end there was nothing Fang Yue could do. If it was forced to buy and sell, there would definitely be a feud, which is not worth it! "You and Jiu Gong will definitely be enemies.
Didn’t the young master come here together?”
Fang Yue couldn't help but ask after hearing Hong Xiao's words.
"he?
Not worthy!"
Hong Xiao glanced sideways at the Ninth Young Master, with a trace of disdain revealed.