A young man and a middle-aged man, their fists collided, exuding the coercion of a seventh-level earth-level powerhouse. This scene has become eternal in the hearts of everyone present, and even for a long time to come.
This image has always lingered in their minds.
Of all the people, Fang Quan was the first to discover it, but he was also the one who couldn't believe it the most. Shouldn't the little beast in front of him turn into a twisted face with a painful expression before vomiting blood and falling to the ground?
But what he saw was the smiling face that made him hate it, and the aura that even made him feel a little trembling.
They are obviously on the seventh level of the Earth Level, but why do they feel like his aura is overwhelming them?
No, this is an illusion.
Fang Quan couldn't believe the scene in front of him. At this moment, he blinked, trying to prove that it was an illusion, but the moment he blinked, he felt a strong force coming, and a violent force came directly from his left hand.
A feeling of pain, followed by the crisp sound of bones breaking.
The result of this punch collision was that his hand bones were shattered.
Fang Quan felt like he was going crazy. However, before he could fight back, Fang Ming's fist landed on his chest. This fist landed on his chest, like a mountain pressing down on him, making him give in.
Blood spurted out, and the whole person flew out like Fang Zhan before.
If Fang Zhan's defeat left the scene completely silent, then as Fang Quan landed, the scene turned into a dead silence.
Even the sound of breathing, many people subconsciously suppressed it!
"Eighth Earth Level, he is the Eighth Earth Level!"
It wasn't until a few seconds passed that an old man couldn't help but exclaimed, Fang Ming was not at the seventh level of the earth level at all. It was impossible for the seventh level of the earth level to have such strength, and Fang Ming's momentum did not stop rising.
The moment Fang Quan flew out upside down, it also reached its peak.
Earth-level eighth floor!
These four words seemed to be a magic spell, making everyone's eyes fall on Fang Ming, and they could no longer leave.
Are there any strong people at the eighth level in the world of cultivation? The answer is of course there are, and they are not even a minority.
However, are there any strong men in their twenties who are in the eighth level of the earth level in the world of cultivation?
Everyone at the scene can answer this answer, no, at least among all the strong men they know in the past, there is no eighth-level prefecture-level strong man in his twenties.
If before this moment, someone had told them that there was an eighth-level earth-level powerhouse in his twenties, they would definitely have scoffed at it, because it was simply impossible.
"Eighth prefecture level, I didn't expect the return on my investment would be so huge!"
Nian Yaobing's face was filled with brilliance. She was not particularly clear about what it meant to be an eighth-level earth-level strongman in his twenties, because there was no reference point in the past. But she knew that her opponent
Ming's goodwill and friendship will be the most successful investment in this life.
Fairy Mingyue and Chen Chanchan next to them also have wonderful eyes. They are one of the top ten beauties in the world of cultivation, and they are the objects of admiration. And they have also had imaginations about their respective Taoist companions. In addition to their appearance,
Strength is also a must.
But if a person shows unparalleled potential and strength, then appearance is completely irrelevant.
In the secular world, there is a saying that one rich person covers all ugliness, but in the world of cultivation, strength represents money, and is even more tempting than money.
At this moment, the two men looked at Fang Ming with different colors. Compared with Fang Ming, the four great masters and the geniuses of various sects were completely weak. Even Lu Zhengyang, who had just defeated Fang Zhan.
Not enough to watch.
"He...how did he practice?"
A young man next to Lu Zhengyang's lips were trembling when he said this, because he is a genius himself, but it is precisely because of this that he knows how difficult it is to practice, especially after entering the earth level, no matter how much resources are given to him,
If you use them, it will take a long time to digest and absorb these resources.
Geniuses are all arrogant, but facing Fang Ming in front of them, their arrogance was completely shattered, and even the pride in their hearts was gone, because the gap was really too big.
"Eighth Earth Level, good, good, good!"
Just when everyone was still immersed in shock, Fang Tian suddenly laughed, and the laughter was full of excitement. The eighth level of the prefecture, the eighth level of the prefecture in his twenties, what does this mean to the Fang family?
If this news were reported to the elders, they would probably be unable to sit still. This could no longer be described as a super genius. Fang Ming's talent was more terrifying than his father's or even his master Moutian Supreme.
The supreme appearance of a young man? There is no doubt about this.
"Fang Ming, I was wrong before. You did the right thing. Don't worry, I will truthfully report the matters concerning Fang Zhan, Fang Jue and Lao Jiu to the elders. The elders will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
Fang Tian spoke to Fang Ming, with a mixture of shock and joy that could not be concealed in his words. In front of an eighth-level prefecture-level genius in his twenties, he could only imagine how the elders would make a decision.
Compared to the conflict between Fang Ming and Lao Jiu, what he was more concerned about right now was Fang Ming's safety.
Fang Ming had enemies, and that was the Mu family. Originally, the Mu family didn't take Fang Ming's three-year agreement to heart. Even Fang Tian himself didn't care, thinking that in three years' time, Fang Ming would be the worst off.
Just don't go to the appointment.
But now Fang Ming's true strength has been exposed. As an eighth-level earth-level man in his twenties, who can guarantee that Fang Ming will not make another breakthrough in three years? And by that time, the Fang family will have only one heaven-level elder.
Besides Zu, who could be Fang Ming’s opponent?
Originally, because they were afraid of the Fang family, the Mu family would not be ready to take action, but after knowing Fang Ming's true strength, I am afraid that the ancestors of the Mu family will not be able to sit still, and may even secretly take action against Fang Ming.
"Yes, tell the elders about the news now. The elders will definitely take action."
Just as he thought of it, Fang Tian took out his mobile phone in front of everyone and made a call. This scene seemed extremely conspicuous at the moment, but Fang Tian couldn't care about anything anymore. To be more precise, he was attracted by Fang Ming.
The strength displayed was so shocking that I lost my sense of proportion.
"Hey... I am Fang Tian. I forgot that there is no signal in the ancestral home. Please notify the elders and tell them that Fang Ming is a strong man on the eighth level of the prefecture. You ask me who Fang Ming is? Who is Fang Ming?
The senior disciples of our Fang family outside are of course the younger generation. What you say is impossible..."
"Why is it impossible? As for such a big reaction? As a disciple of the Fang family, you must not be shocked by honor or disgrace..."
Fang Tian yelled at the phone loudly, leaving many people present speechless. Is it necessary? Is it necessary to speak so loudly? Is it because he is afraid that the people on the other end of the phone will not hear or that we will not be able to hear?
Also, you also said that you asked others not to have such a big reaction. Is there anyone who has a bigger reaction than you?
However, the old men present also knew that if it were them and there was such a perverted young genius under their sect or within the clan, their performance would probably be even more exaggerated. After all, no performance could be excessive.
At this moment, everyone had forgotten that Fang Tian lost to Qiao Hao and Fang Zhan lost to the man from Taiyi Building. Even if they had not forgotten, they had simply forgotten it selectively.
As long as there is Fang Ming in the Fang family, everything lost can be regained.
Because one Fang Ming is enough, and Fang Ming's existence can make up for the impact of Fang Tian and Fang's defeat on the other family. Not only does it make up for the impact, but it also makes the Fang family's prestige rise again.
As the person involved, Fang Ming originally had a cold look in his eyes, but in the end he was dumbfounded by Fang Tian's performance, and the evil spirit on his face dissipated.
"Everyone, this is an internal matter of our Fang family. You have seen enough of the good show. Let's break up now. Fang Ming, follow me."
After Fang Tian left these words, he immediately stepped forward and took Fang Ming's hand to leave. He didn't care about the surprised looks of so many people present. As for Fang Quan and Fang Zhan, he didn't even look at them.
, anyway, Fang Quan was only injured and has not fainted yet. Even if he fainted, wouldn't Fang Quan still be aware of it?
"Ahem, I said..."
Fang Ming coughed and looked at Fang Jue. Fang Tian then looked at Fang Jue. He had a little impression of Fang Jue, but Fang Jue's talent was not that outstanding, so he only knew about the Fang family.
There is such a junior.
"Fang Jue, cut off one of your arms."
As soon as Fang Tian spoke these words, Fang Jue's face turned pale. The situation in front of him was very similar to when he forced Fang Ming before. Because Fang Zhan was a genius cultivated by the Fang family, and Fang Ming was just a disciple living outside, so he and
Brother Zhan asked Fang Ming to give up the statue without any scruples.
But now, from his uncle's words just now, he understood in his heart that the roles of Fang Ming and Fang Zhan had been exchanged. In the hearts of the elders, Fang Ming would be the genius to be cultivated.
After thinking about this clearly, Fang Jue had a look of great regret on his face. One of his arms was already crippled. If another arm was crippled, he would become a complete cripple.
But facing the uncle's serious expression, Fang Jue knew exactly what he should do now. If he kept cutting off his arm, when the uncle or Fang Ming took action, it might not be as simple as cutting off his own arm.
"Yes, uncle."
Fang Jue lowered his head. At this moment, he could feel the ridicule and gloating eyes of the people around him. Finally, he gritted his teeth and directly raised his right hand and hit the iron pole not far away.
The iron rod bent due to gravity, and Fang Jue's arm also deformed. The sound of bones breaking was heard by everyone present.
Broken bones can be treated by practitioners, but it requires many precious medicinal materials, and Fang Jue knows that it is impossible for the Fang family to give him these medicinal materials, which means that even if his hands recover in the future, they will be at most
Like normal people, it is simply impossible to cast spells.