Chapter One Hundred and Thirty: Horizontal Push Genius Disciple
At this time, a mighty voice sounded in the sky, and the glow from all directions soared into the sky, shrouding Fang Yun one after another. The terrifying aura seemed to tear the sky apart, like a meteor falling, and its momentum was like a rainbow.
Fang Yun's eyes were bright and his expression was stern. He raised his hand and waved, and the nine stars spun rapidly. Golden light enveloped him. The nine stars gathered together and the beam of light shot into the sky, instantly defeating the magic weapons that were enveloping him.
The next moment, four or five teenagers arrived one after another, surrounding Fang Yun in the center.
"Last time you guys worked together and you didn't trap me, do you think you can keep me here this time?" Fang Yun's expression remained calm, he glanced at them indifferently and said coldly.
A talented young man from the Kunxu Sect said: "We were careless when we allowed you to escape by chance last time. We didn't expect you to have an earth-level magic weapon to protect you, so you took advantage of it."
"This earth-level magic weapon should be what you call your trump card, right?" said a young man in black from Guyingmen.
"If this is the case, then I think there is no suspense in this battle. Even if you have an earth-level magic weapon in your hand, there is no chance of a comeback." A young man from the Xiaoyao Sect said.
"Oh?" Fang Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "Since I can escape completely in your hands, then there will be a second time. Do you think you can keep me?"
At this time, a young man with a long sword on his back glanced at Shang Qingfeng's body not far away, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Did you kill Shang Qingfeng from Tianxuan Sect?"
Fang Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at him. This young man was a genius of the Sword Sect. He was young, his cultivation had reached the peak of the ethereal realm, and his sword skills were outstanding. Fang Yun still had fresh memories of his sword skills.
"Whoever blocks me will die!" Fang Yun didn't say much. The matter had come to this, and he could only stand firm to the end.
"What a loud tone. I want to see how you will escape from our hands this time. I didn't kill you last time. I will kill you with my own hands this time!" A young man in gray clothes from Qiuyanmen
The first one to attack, he raised his hand and slapped Fang Yun on the head.
The others were naturally unwilling to be outdone. After all, they all came for one purpose, which was to snatch the monkey.
Fang Yun held Xiang'er Liu's waist with one hand, spun nine stars in a row, and swept his stone sword across. He avoided their attacks and struck a breakthrough with all his strength, tearing apart their surroundings.
Whoosh!
The young man from the Sword Sect unsheathed his long sword, and dozens of sword auras shot into the sky. The young man from the Guying Sect had extremely weird movement skills, following Fang Yun like tarsal maggots, and kept attacking. These people are all talented young men from their sect. This time
This trip was basically an experience. In any case, with the combined efforts of several people, Fang Yun seemed calm on the surface, but he was still a little stressed inside.
Tsk!
Fang Yun's body skills can be said to be unparalleled among his peers, and he has never been able to match his speed, at least so far. The stone sword in his hand shakes, and the sword energy spurts out, extremely sharp.
Puff!
Fang Yun had to take care of Xiang'er while facing their attacks. Even though he had experienced hundreds of battles, it was extremely difficult for him, especially the young man from Guyingmen who attacked Xiang'er several times, which made him feel even more angry.
"Since you are so talented, as long as you keep the monkey, I can let you go!" the Jianzong boy warned coldly.
As soon as the Jianzong boy finished speaking, someone immediately retorted.
"He is not your prey. Do you think you will let him go? Even if you kill such a disciple of mine and crush him to ashes, it will not relieve the hatred in my heart!"
"Puff..."
Fang Yun's left foot was punctured with two bloody holes, and even his head was almost cut off. If he hadn't been quick enough, he might have been buried here.
"Brother Fang Yun!" Yue Xiang'er's eyes widened, and his eyelids turned red. Fang Yun didn't even frown. His physical body had been cultivated to this point, and this little pain had no effect on him at all.
The blood in the wound on the shoulder stopped flowing, and scars formed in less than a moment, which made their eyes widen in shock.
"Since your physical body has been cultivated to this extent!" The eyes of the Jianzong boy looking at Fang Yun changed, and he became extremely surprised. Others were no exception, and they all showed surprised expressions.
"Even if your body is strong, I will cut you into pieces!" the talented young man from Qiuyan Clan shouted coldly.
Under the joint attack of several people, Fang Yun retreated steadily. The Nine Stars Lianzhu basically protected Yue Xiang'er. Fang Yun hugged Yue Xiang'er and retreated quickly, but at this moment, a cold voice sounded.
"Go to hell!"
Behind Fang Yun, a figure suddenly appeared. It was the young man from Guyingmen. He raised his hand and slapped Fang Yun. Fang Yun frowned. At this moment, he wanted to dodge but it was too late. Besides, under their endless attacks, Fang Yun frowned.
Next, Fang Yun's clone had no skills. After all, he still had to take care of Xiang'er, so he could only receive his palm forcefully. His physical body should not be fatal.
This thought flashed through Fang Yun's mind very quickly, but the next scene shocked him on the spot. He saw a white shadow flash past, the powerful blow that was blocked, and the palm strike that contained no less than a thousand kilograms of power.
On the petite body, it was like breaking Fang Yun's heart, breaking instantly.
"puff!"
Yue Xiang'er spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her delicate body flew upside down, crashing into Fang Yun's arms.
Fang Yun was stunned and his eyes widened. Fang Yun knew very well the power of this palm, which was enough to cripple an ordinary ethereal spirit. What's more, Yue Xiang'er was a woman who had been pampered since she was a child and had never practiced the physical body.
How could he withstand such a powerful blow? If anything happened, Fang Yun would feel guilty for the rest of his life.
While Fang Yun caught Xiang'er, he was knocked away by the first class. He hugged Xiang'er and made contact with the ground, pulling the ground into a 100-meter-long ravine.
"Xian'er! How do you feel?" Fang Yun looked at Xiang'er worriedly and asked anxiously.
Yue Xiang'er's eyes lost their luster due to cultivation, and blood kept pouring out of her mouth. Fang Yun quickly took out an elixir and put it into her mouth. Holding her wrist, a stream of energy poured into her body, raging inside her body.
The blood calms down.
However, this created an opportunity for them to kill Fang Yun. Taking advantage of Fang Yun's distraction, everyone hurriedly took action, scrambling to be the first, and no one was willing to give in to snatch the monkey.
Several talented teenagers launched an attack at the same time. Suddenly, strong winds blew up, the sky changed dramatically, and powerful energy storms swept in, overturning the surrounding flowers, plants and trees one by one, shaking the world.
Yue Xiang'er almost lost his life because Fang Yun was seriously injured, so he took advantage of this opportunity to kill everyone. Fang Yun was really angry, his eyes were bloodshot, as sharp as a blade, like a lion about to become furious, brewing a shocking momentum.
The energy storm gathered by several people struck. Above Fang Yun, curtains of light fell down one after another, locking within a hundred meters of him, as if they were going to destroy this small world.
"Get out of here!" Fang Yun roared angrily, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger. Buddha's Angry King Kong, with divine light, a sound wave destroyed one-third of these incoming attacks. With a wave of his sleeves, nine stars connected with beads to protect Yue Xiang'er.
Next to the little monkey, he was holding a sword in one hand. His palm slipped on the sword, and it was soaked in blood. Suddenly, little bits of glistening light flowed.
Among the countless sand and dust, that ray of light was particularly dazzling. Fang Yun struck out with his sword, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and a beam of light 100 feet across the sky cut directly towards them.
Everyone was moved when they saw this, and even the young man from the Sword Sect showed an expression of disbelief. Judging from his many years of experience in playing swords, Fang Yun's sword had almost reached a new level.
When everyone saw this scene, they didn't retreat or dodge. Since they cooperated tacitly, they were all proud geniuses in their respective sects. Naturally, they were unwilling to show timidity among these many geniuses and attack without hesitation.
Fang Yun stayed in place, not leaving even an inch. Under the influence of the stone sword, Fang Yun's whole body was blooming with divine light, and his crystal dantian was running at high speed, gathering energy from all directions.
He was like a god descending from heaven, his whole body exuding dazzling light, the divine sword in his hand, and endless source of energy. Although he was alone, his whole person exuded a "power" that was undefeated by heaven and earth.
Countless sword energies gathered in the sky, swords flashed and swords shadowed, and dozens of rays of light rose into the sky. Now, they finally released the magic weapon. At this time, they no longer hid it. This opponent gave them the feeling that it was too dangerous.
They are all talented young people trained by the sect, and they have always been arrogant. Although Fang Yun is a few years older than them, their cultivation levels are almost the same. But what makes them feel ashamed and angry is that Fang Yun can do it alone.
Their strength has repeatedly hindered them, and it has to be said that in terms of talent and qualifications, they are no longer on the same level.
So many talented teenagers surrounded and killed a young man without success. If word spread, it would be a big loss.
"Puff puff puff..."
In the chaotic scene, muffled sounds continued to be heard, and more than a dozen magic weapons converged into a long river, rolling in. However, the next scene shocked them.
While Fang Yun was neutralizing their attacks, he waved one hand, and dozens of magic weapons shot into the sky, and the sky was filled with starlight. When they collided with more than a dozen of their magic weapons, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and the earth shook. The magic weapons that Fang Yun shot collided with theirs.
More than a dozen magic weapons were destroyed at the same time, and the momentum was like the collision of sparks, erupting with a shocking force.
puff!
Fang Yun pointed out with a sword that the young man from the Qiuyan Clan had his head blooming. Fang Yun changed his appearance, as fast as a ghost, and walked directly in front of the young man from the Guying Clan, slashing out with his sword.
The face of the Guyingmen boy changed drastically, and he quickly spread his body skills to escape.
"puff!"
The boy from the Guying Sect wailed sadly, and one of his arms was cut off. The boy from the Guying Sect panicked and gritted his teeth to escape from Fang Yun's claws, regardless of the pain.
When he was about to strike out with another sword, this was the sword formed by countless sword energy in the sky, slashing towards Fang Yun. Suddenly, Fang Yun's eyes turned cold, the stone sword swept across, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked.
A ray of sword light was as dazzling as the scorching sun, covering the whole world, and the sharp aura made everyone present shudder. The face of the Jianzong boy suddenly changed, his immature face was a little twisted, showing a painful look, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and others
The same goes for people, vomiting blood and flying hundreds of meters away.
One was killed, one was disabled, and the rest were seriously injured and unconscious.
After the battle, Fang Yun was also seriously injured. His clothes were in tatters, he was covered in bloodstains, and his hair was a bit messy. But his aura was still there, as if he were an undefeated god and demon. He looked indifferent and slowly raised his sword towards Gu Ying.
The door boy walked away.
Fang Yun's ferocity had already shocked them beyond measure, but now that they saw Fang Yun walking toward them, their faces turned pale with fright, and they retreated in panic, covering their broken arms.
However, at this moment, a muffled thunderous sound echoed through the sky.
"Evil beast! I'm going to capture you without restraint!" (To be continued)