Mo Gan's expression suddenly turned cold. He was a strong man in the realm of martial arts, but he was despised by Fang Luo. It was unbearable, and his facial muscles started to beat crazily, and a bright wave of energy flowed from him. The body is full of energy, domineering, unruly, and moving forward indomitably!
Mo Gan's eyes flickered, and he said in a cold voice: "Fang Luo, today I, Mo Gan, will let you see what it means that there are people outside the world, and there are mountains outside the mountains! The peak of King Wu is nothing more than the brilliance of a grain of rice!"
He grabbed the void with one hand, and dense explosions sounded one after another.
Suddenly, there was a bright star, but it was a silver spear about one foot long, and he took it out.
As soon as this gun came out, the king's aura burned even more fiercely. Mo Gan laughed wildly: "The peak of the Martial King and the Martial King may seem to be separated by a thin line, but in fact they are countless different, hehe!"
"It's not unfair for you to be defeated by Mo's Star-Shattering Spear!"
drink!
Amidst the shouts, the silver spear vibrated, dots of silver brilliance, like the radiance of stars all over the sky, violently exploded, and a silver spear, like a silver dragon, spanned the void for ten feet, and directly reached Fang Luo's side. In front of him, Fang Luo looked calm from beginning to end.
But when he saw the dragon flying towards him, deep in his eyes, a ferocious fighting spirit burned like a raging fire.
Mo Gan's mind was constantly shaken: "So what if the Martial Emperor is in the realm? You are the one Fang is beating today!"
"Asshole!"
Mo Gan became even more furious, and Zhang Fang, who had been defeated by Yang Qi earlier, had an angry look on his face and kept sneering, "This kid is too arrogant, Brother Mo, give him some color and show him the people of Beidou City It’s awesome.”
Boom!
The galloping silver dragon shattered the hair on Fang Luo's door, and a feeling like a knife cut suddenly began to vibrate. Fang Luo paused with both feet, and a bright jade-colored brilliance suddenly rose up around his body. , waves of glazed light swayed, filled with an unusual sense of holiness.
Fang Luo said word by word: "The holy elephant hits the sky!"
boom!
The bones, flesh and skin were shaking crazily, and under the blessing of Mingyu's light, the physical strength increased sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was such a person, but in the eyes of others, he looked like an ancient giant elephant.
The aura of vastness, desolation, ferocity, and violence appeared all over him.
Long Tianxiao's facial muscles trembled slightly, and his eyes bulged: "What kind of magical power is this?"
Yang Qi Guwuque and Liu Xiaoran also had a hint of emotion in their eyes.
The fat on Gu Wuque's face couldn't help but beat, and he murmured to himself: "Boss Fang's skill has become much deeper. God, you can still kill me! I really can't stand it anymore, I'm so powerful His cultivation remains unchanged, but he transforms every day, and now he has become such a freak, I can't live anymore!"
Yang Qi moved his palm, and a sword with a cold light fell in front of Gu Wuque.
Gu Wuque said in surprise: "What?"
Yang Qidao: "Didn't you say you don't want to live anymore? It just so happens that I have a sword here to give you to kill yourself. Don't thank me too much. Who makes me a good person?"
The look of sorrow on Gu Wuque's face instantly disappeared, and San San laughed: "Just kidding, Brother Yang, you are too serious."
Yang Qi said nothing, and Jianfeng disappeared by himself.
Gu Wuque then muttered: "Everyone knows how to bully me."
Before he finished speaking, the cold light appeared, the sword edge appeared again, and Yang Qi's cold voice became excited, "If you say any more nonsense, Yang will take your head off without you having to do anything."
Gu Wuque was about to cry and looked at Liu Xiaoran for help.
Liu Xiaoran was holding a cup of fragrant tea, as if he didn't see it.
A few people here were making jokes and making a fuss. Over there, Fang Luo turned the sacred elephant into the sky and turned into a human elixir. He violently collided with the dragon evolved from Mo Gan. For a moment, a huge wave surged into the sky. , countless scattered air waves spread out in all directions.
In the flat hall, a large crater with a radius of several feet was suddenly blasted out.
The sky was full of dust and could not stop stirring.
If it weren't for Long Tianxiao using magical skills to suppress the dust, it would probably fall all over the ground.
The next moment, the dust dissipated, revealing Fang Luo and Mo Gan. Fang Luo's face was slightly pale, but his expression remained the same, indifferent.
But Mo Gan's face was extremely gloomy, his eyes were fixed on Fang Luo, and he said solemnly: "I can't believe that a person who is only at the peak of Martial King can have such strong strength."
"It's true that Mo Mou underestimated you earlier."
Fang Luo pressed forward and said: "Since you know you are looking down on, then get away quickly. Don't let Lord Long's banquet be ruined. The dishes will not taste good if they are cold. I don't think Brother Mo's face looks good. If he eats These cold things will not be good for your stomach."
Fang Luo also felt angry in his heart.
The person named Mo is too bullying, so there is no need to save face for him.
Mo Gan's eyes suddenly turned red, as if they were painted with red paint. They were all scarlet, fierce flames rose into the sky, two streams of hot air spurted out from his nostrils, and he roared: "Young man named Fang, stop looking down on others!"
Captured the silver gun.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and drops fell on it. The silver gun suddenly vibrated crazily, and a blood-colored air wave spread out.
Mo Gan laughed wildly: "This is Mo's true strength, the overwhelming blood sea and the supreme blood demon gun, come out!"
boom!
The silver gun as a whole surged in size, like a whip that was more than ten feet long, and swept towards Fang Luo.
Fang Luo's eyebrows rose slightly: "Are you the only one who has it? I have it too!"
He raised his finger, and the Pluto gun turned into billowing black air and flew out. The ferocious breath seized the energy in the hall for a moment. Mo Gan's sea of blood surged to the sky and the supreme blood demon gun had not yet unfolded its power. A stream of blood flowed out. The suppression has already broken out, and the whole body wails with a huge gun barrel.
Bang bang bang!
As if there was an air leak, blood-colored air waves spurted out from inside.
The thick gun barrel shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and made a clanging sound. The power had not yet been deployed and had already failed. The spirituality of the body was damaged, and the rank dropped.
And Mo Gan spat out a mouthful of blood, swayed a few times, and fell down in the pothole. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief and said in disbelief: "This is impossible! It's impossible, I am in the realm of martial arts. How could such a strong man be defeated by a mere peak Martial King? I don’t accept it! Ah!”
The blood in his eyes began to boil again.
He pressed his palms toward the ground, and a strange blood tide began to roll little by little.
Just when he was about to explode again, a brilliance flashed in front of him, and Feng Qingtian suddenly appeared beside him, his warm palm fell on his shoulder, and he said softly: "Brother Mo, you lost."
Mo Gan was so excited that he was originally burning with anger.
His mind was burning, and he returned little by little. He looked up at Long Tianxiao, who had a gloomy expression. Sweat was pouring out from his body like crazy. Only then did he remember that Fang Luo was invited by Long Tianxiao to beat the guest in front of the owner. , this is a very impolite thing.
Although he has more powerful methods, they are not suitable for display here.
However, he still glanced at Fang Luo gloomily, a man-eating cold light radiated out, and he thought to himself, after the city lord uses Fang Luo to help him achieve good results in the four-city competition and complete his goal, It's time for him to take action.
He snorted heavily.
Silently retreated, while Long Tianxiao looked at this scene, narrowed his eyes, raised his hands towards Fang Luo and said: "I can't believe that Brother Fang has improved so much. He is indeed a young hero! Given time, it will be amazing. Come on, …”
When I was about to speak.
Feng Qingtian said, "City Lord, Feng has one more thing to do."
Long Tianxiao said: "Please tell me."
Feng Qingtian said: "Brother Fang is very powerful, but Feng is itching for a while and wants to ask Brother Fang for advice. Please ask the city lord to respond."
"This?" Long Tianxiao pondered. Fang Luo and Mo Gan were fighting. He clearly didn't see Fang Luo's most tyrannical strength. He wanted to invite the young man in front of him and a few people around him to represent Beidou City. When going into battle, you naturally have to see through their trump cards.
Feng Qingtian's request was exactly what he wanted.
Although Feng Qingtian and Mo Gan are both in the Martial Emperor realm, Feng Qingtian has deeper skills, more sophisticated moves, and more fierce strength.
Maybe it would be possible to use Feng Qingtian's hand to explore Fang Luo's background.
His eyes couldn't help but fall on Fang Luo and said, "Brother Fang, what do you think?"
Yang Qimei was shocked, and when he was about to stand up and replace Fang Luo in the battle, Fang Luo stood up and said, "Since the city lord invites you, Fang has no reason to shirk." In fact, he also wanted to join Long Tianxiao's team. Prove yourself in front of others. Sometimes, the higher your own value, the more favorable the negotiation.
Long Tianxiao wanted to use his help to fight against the four sacred cities, and Fang Luo didn't want to use this opportunity to gain another chance.
If we can break through the Emperor Wu and enter the Nine-Nine Supreme Sect on the eve of the Hundred Dynasties War, the hope will undoubtedly be greater. You must know that the world is so big, there are countless hidden young talents, Xu Caizhen, Ling Feixue, Li Taiyi and others can't compare It's just a drop in the ocean.
The path of spiritual practice is to transcend step by step, step by step!
What Fang Luo has to do is to get in front of everyone!
The fierce demon has his own plan, and Fang Luo also has his own plan. The stronger he is, the ambition hidden in his heart will naturally rise.
He cast a reassuring look at Yang Qi, stood up, cupped his fists towards Feng Qingtian and said: "Brother Feng, Fang Luo is not talented, please give me some advice!"
Yang Qi squinted his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him who was younger than him, but whose cultivation level was already higher than his. He was stunned and sighed silently. But Gu Wuque had a strange light in his eyes for no reason. He sighed and said, "It's a pity that I am old and don't have a girl. Otherwise, I, Gu Wuque, would be settled by this brother-in-law!"
Yang Qi's facial muscles suddenly shook, and without any warning, he kicked Gu Wuque.
puff!
The fat on Gu Wuque's body trembled, and he threw himself into the mud. He looked at Yang Qi with some confusion and said, "Yang Qi, you are crazy."
Liu Xiaoran smiled: "Who told you that a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, so you are making fun of others."