Fu Yang looked up to the sky and laughed boldly, then waved his hand violently: "Okay! Just wait for your words, old man. Use all your magic power. Otherwise, don't say that I bullied you."
These words once again ignited Taoist Kurong's anger. He clenched the huge hammer in his hand and roared like a ferocious beast. He rushed towards Fu Yang.
Dong dong dong...
His footsteps trampled on the ground, like an ancient giant elephant running on the ground. The ground around him shook, as if a small earthquake had occurred!
Some slightly smaller rocks were rolling around.
As for Ming Xuan and other Laoshan sect disciples, they were all swaying around, almost unable to stand firm.
They still have a sense of pride in their sect. Seeing the power of Taoist Kurong, several Laoshan disciples began to recover from the shock of Fu Yang showing off his power and blowing away Taoist Kurong, and became full of confidence.
"Haha! This Maoshan sect disciple is probably going to have a headache now. He has actually completely angered the old man guarding the gate, and is about to unleash his full strength."
"Yes! I also think that our Laoshan sect's gatekeeper is going to win. After all, didn't you listen to what he said just now? He only used three successes. I guess this Maoshan disciple must have some powerful magic weapon to be able to do it just now
Fight off the gatekeepers."
"That's right! That's right. After a while, he can only cry and beg for mercy. Hehe, it feels quite good. The disciples of the Maoshan sect were defeated by our Laoshan gatekeepers."
They started talking and whispering again. At that time, they completely forgot about being slapped in the face!
"This method of concealment is indeed unique. The combat effectiveness has indeed been improved by at least two small realms! But... in front of me, it is still not enough."
This time, Fu Yang didn't move or use any Taoist skills, he just stood there quietly.
By the time Taoist Kurong was already only a short distance away from him.
Fu Yangcai smiled and shook his head, then completely released his restrained breath.
boom!!!
An extremely terrifying pressure and aura instantly spread from Fu Yang.
Whoosh whoosh, whoosh whoosh.
Circles of huge and powerful gas spread in all directions like a tide, blowing some low trees to and fro.
If you use your spiritual sense to look at it at this time, you can still find a thick spiritual energy pillar rising into the sky from the top of Fu Yang's head. It reaches a height of more than ten feet in the air, which is astonishingly spectacular.
The mana fluctuations belonging to Master Wu Lu were displayed unreservedly in front of everyone present.
What's more, Fu Yang is also a monster! Because his physical body is already as strong as a body refiner, the spiritual power stored in his acupoints far exceeds that of an ordinary Wulu Zhenren in his early stage.
In terms of the huge level of spiritual power... it has even reached the late stage of Wu Lu Zhenren!
The level of concentration and combat effectiveness are almost equivalent to those of Wu Lu Zhenren in the middle stage.
Such a peerless genius suddenly appeared in front of him. The impact and shock were indescribable...
Taoist Kurong was laughing proudly in his heart, thinking that the Maoshan sect boy in front of him was overwhelmed by the power of his full-strength attack, and did not dare to move at all, nor did he dare to use his Taoist skills.
did not expect……
The other party directly released a terrifying coercive aura, making him feel as if he was being suppressed.
Taoist Kurong's eyes almost popped out of his head.
"This, this, this... how is it possible?! This aura is... him, he is Wulu Zhenren? And this level of power is definitely not the first time he has entered the Wulunzhen realm. How is it possible? Impossible!"
At this moment, he even forgot to launch his own attack!
The whole person felt as if he had been struck by lightning and was completely stunned.
"No!!! I don't believe it!"
Finally, Taoist Kurong roared loudly. There was a trace of grief, anger, panic, and disbelief in his tone. After all, he smashed the huge hammer weapon in his hand towards Fu Yang.
This hammer, in terms of momentum, was like an ancient giant knocking down a towering tree on Fu Yang's head!
Unfortunately……
Fu Yang has already been prepared!
His hands hanging below had already drawn talismans at the same time, drawing very complex spells and talismans in the void.
His tone was indifferent: "Maoshan... Wuxu Bell!"
DANG DANG DANG!!!
In the void, he seemed to recall the shaking and trembling sound of a large bell. The shadow of the talisman in front of Fu Yang quickly flashed, and then a large bell with a diameter of more than two feet fell from the sky.
There was a loud bang.
He directly covered the sledgehammer weapon in Taoist Kurong's hand, and then suppressed it on the ground.
Within one move, the opponent's magical weapon was completely suppressed and blocked.
And because this huge "Wuxu Bell" was so powerful, it forcibly sealed his sledgehammer weapon after it landed, and it also vibrated to the point of causing pain in Taoist Kurong's arms. He was almost in danger of fractures!
Immediately afterwards, Fu Yang moved...
Whoosh!
He walked directly around the big clock that was lying upside down on the ground and arrived in front of Taoist Ku Rong in an instant.
"not good!"
He was immediately frightened and wanted to dodge, but it was too late - not to mention even if he had time, could he dodge Fu Yang's Taoism?
What's more, Fu Yang decided to punch him first.
So, in the eyes of Taoist Kurong, the shadow of a fist gradually enlarged and got closer. Finally... Bang!
It still avoided his face, but fell down to his abdomen.
vomit!
Taoist Kurong immediately made a painful sound, his whole body arched like a big shrimp. He flew backwards violently...
However, he had no chance to fly out completely.
Because at this moment, Fu Yang directly grabbed his wrist.
Taoist Kurong felt as if his wrist was stuck tightly by a red-hot iron. The pain was so painful that he couldn't help shouting. At the same time, he was crazy and shocked in his heart: "How is this possible? Even if his magic power is amazing,
But Maoshan is from the Fulu lineage, so his physical body should be much weaker than that of a cultivator from my Alchemy lineage. But why, when I reach out my hand, I can't even break free?"
Fu Yang didn't care about the shock in the old Taoist priest's heart. He quickly drew a shadow of a talisman in the void with his other hand and pushed it forward gently.
"Maoshan...Wind Roaring Curse!"
A ball of white swirling gas the size of a water tank suddenly appeared, and it hit Taoist Ku Rong in the abdomen. The distance was so close that it made him fly back very far... like
A kite with a broken string is very pitiful.
Taoist Kurong flew out directly from the old wooden door, and then fell on the bluestone floor, groaning in pain. He kept rubbing his abdomen with his hands, as if this could relieve a little pain. (End of today)