Chapter 110: The Unrivaled Fight, Arrogant

Hearing Xiao Chen asking about his father's recent situation, Fang Wang wanted to say that he was dead, but he held back.

"We only met once, but his demeanor is unforgettable. His sword intention is spontaneous and his sword energy is extraordinary. He is really a strange man in the world." Fang Wang sighed.

Xiao Chen smiled even more when he heard it. He smiled and said, "My father is really extraordinary. Maybe he has touched the realm above the state of concentration. I don't know if I can catch up with him in this life. Speaking of which, I envy you, brother Fang. You have the Tianyuan Treasure Spirit, and the state of concentration is definitely not your limit."

Fang Wang responded modestly.

Anyway, there is nothing to do, so it's not bad to chat with this person.

Of course, the chat is not for making friends. The three of them gathered here, and there must be a big battle, and it is likely to be a life-and-death battle.

Fang Wang already thought Xiao Chen was dead.

In fact, Xiao Chen also thought Fang Wang was dead.

Xiao Chen was talking and thinking in his heart.

Should I kill this guy directly or take over his body?

Tianyuan Treasure Spirit!

Such a body is hard to come by.

Fairy Lan Xin looked at Fang Wang for a while and then closed her eyes. Not long after, the lake fell into silence.

Xiao Zi lay on Fang Wang's thigh, looking at Xiao Chen, constantly spitting out snake tongue, wondering what she was thinking.

Just like that, another day and night passed.

The sun was closer to the top of the lake, and the amplitude was obviously larger than yesterday.

This is a good thing!

After all, the Falling Sky Secret Realm was only open for a month, and Fang Wang didn't want to wait until the end, and the sun didn't come to the top of the lake.

In the days to come, there will be no

Xiao Chen and Fairy Lan Xin haven't gotten up since they sat down. Obviously, they are also waiting for the sun in the sky.

Six days later, the sun was not far from the top of the lake, and this afternoon it came again

Da Chu's

Peerless Earth Yuanbao Ling!

He was wearing exquisite brocade clothes, holding a folding fan, and was elegant. He looked less than 30 years old. He chose to sit by the lake opposite Fairy Lan Xin. Now, the four of them just formed a four-corner situation.

Xiao Chen and Liang Xunqiu were very familiar with each other, and they chatted very well. Xiao Chen even introduced Fang Wang to Liang Xunqiu.

After learning Fang Wang's identity, Liang Xunqiu looked at Fang Wang frequently, but Fang Wang didn't want to talk, so the two just said hello.

Xiao Chen and Liang Xunqiu chatted for a while, and then they started to practice separately.

Xiao Zi asked in a voice transmission: "Master, will the two of them join forces?"

Fang Wang replied in a voice transmission: "If they join forces, why are they so far away? Even if they join forces, it will be useless. They'd better not get in my way."

Xiao Zi couldn't help but look at Liang Xunqiu in the distance, and a human playful look appeared in his snake eyes.

Another day passed.

Fang Wang looked at the sky, and estimated that he could wait for two more days until the sun was high above the lake.

At this time, he suddenly felt a group of auras coming quickly, one of which was familiar to him. He glanced and saw dozens of cultivators from the Da Qi Xiuxian Realm flying from the sky, and Fang Hanyu was among them.

These dozens of cultivators were flying on swords. When they were close to the lake, they noticed four people by the lake.

"Is that person Fang Wang?"

Zhou Bo said in surprise. He raised his hand and pointed at Fang Wang. Even though Fang Wang was dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat, he recognized him at a glance.

As soon as he said this, others looked over.

"It seems to be true!"

"Who are the other three?"

"What are they doing? Why do I feel something is wrong?"

"I don't know. I feel that the other three are not easy to mess with."

"Isn't that Da Chu?

The cultivators of Da Qi talked a lot. Although they were curious, they didn't dare to approach rashly.

Fang Hanyu said, "Let's not inquire about it. Let's go directly. To be honest, we may not be able to help Fang Wang. "

After this, everyone was silent for a moment, and they all felt that it made sense.

Although Fang Hanyu's words were a bit hurtful, the fact was that their combined cultivation was no match for the Condensed Spirit Realm.

In the end, they chose to bypass the lake and fly to the horizon.

Fang Hanyu turned around and looked at Fang Wang deeply.

Fang Wang did not look at Fang Hanyu, and continued to meditate and practice.

The Da Qi monks began to discuss who was stronger, Fang Wang or Liang Xunqiu. Liang Xunqiu had shown his strength in the Falling Sky City, and was extremely powerful, and he was more than fifty years older than Fang Wang.

In the following time, monks passed by one after another, and when they saw the posture of Fang Wang and the other four, they all dared not approach.

When the Lord of the Falling Sky City, Hu Pomo, passed by here with Hu Poxie, they were also attracted.

"Fang Wang..." Hu Poxie narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

Hu Pomo raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? That person is the Tianyuan talent of Da Qi? "

Hu Poxie nodded and said, "It's him. Besides Liang Xunqiu, who are the other two?"

Hu Pomo said with emotion, "Those two are incredible. One is Xiao Chen, the Sword Master of Da Chu, and the other is Fairy Lan Xin of Da Han, the leader of a sect. These two are hard to beat in the realm of concentration. Tsk tsk, these four are waiting here. It seems that there will be a fierce battle next."

Hearing this, Hu Poxie's eyes lit up. The identities of these four people sounded like peerless masters. It was rare to see them one-on-one on weekdays, but now there were four people confronting each other.

"Let's go, don't disturb them." Hu Pomo retracted his gaze.

Hu Poxie frowned and said, "Why don't you stay and watch?"

Hu Pomo said without turning his head, "Do you know how long they will wait? Do you want to snatch the treasure they want from them?"

Hu Poxie thought it made sense and could only leave.

But he looked back from time to time, with a look of regret on his face.

In this way, the confrontation between Fang Wang, Liang Xunqiu, Xiao Chen, and Fairy Lan Xin spread in the Falling Sky Secret Realm, but no one came to watch the show, because the cultivators had to work hard for their own opportunities.

Two days passed quickly.

At the time of Si, there was still more than half an hour before noon.

Fang Wang and the other four opened their eyes and watched the sun in the sky slowly move, and it was very close to the top of the lake.

Gradually, the four people stood up one after another.

When the sun stopped right above the lake, the world seemed to be stagnant and everything was silent. Fang Wang and the other four saw a vertical beam of light from the sun, which fell vertically on the lake. Then, the lake water rose up along the sunlight, forming a long liquid staircase, like a road to heaven.

The sun began to appear dark, and then the image of stars emerged, as if a big hole had been broken in the sky, and the universe was outside.

The four people immediately jumped up, flew up to the sky quickly, and broke into the bright sun one after another.

Fang Wang felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and the stars in the universe were rotating at high speed. He had to slow down, and soon, his vision returned to normal.

There was a huge floating island in front of him. There were no plants on the surface, only an ancient city built of rocks.

He immediately flew to the floating island, and Xiao Chen, Liang Xunqiu, and Fairy Lan Xin did the same. The four kept a distance from each other.

When they landed on the island, Xiao Chen suddenly accelerated, then turned around and blocked Fang Wang and the other two.

Xiao Chen raised his right hand, and his natal spirit condensed. It was a silver sword emitting cold air, and even if it was a hundred feet away, one could still feel its coldness.

"Three, since everyone is here for the Tiangang Saint Body True Skill, why not decide the winner first? The winner will seek opportunities, and the loser will exchange for other opportunities!"

Xiao Chen said expressionlessly, completely different from his previous enthusiastic self.

Liang Xunqiu shook his fan and smiled, "Of course I have no objection, but I'm afraid you won't admit it if you lose."

The anger between the two instantly rose, and they began to confront each other.

Although both of them came from Da Chu, they were so tense, which was really interesting.

Fairy Lan Xin exuded demonic energy all over her body, like black fog surrounding her body. She was suspended in the starry sky, like an evil demon from outer space. Her voice rang out: "A gentleman's appointment? Are you kidding? We have been preparing for a long time. Since we want to fight, we must be determined to die!"

Hearing this, Xiao Chen and Liang Xunqiu turned their heads to look at her, their eyes concealed murderous intent.

Fang Wang raised his right hand, the Tianhong Sword condensed in his hand, Xiao Zi jumped from his shoulder and gradually grew larger, like a purple dragon entwined around him.

"Three, stop fighting. I'll give you one last chance. Either die or withdraw now."

Fang Wang said with a stern face, causing the three to look at him together. None of them expected him to be so arrogant.

Xiao Chen sneered: "Tianyuan Baoling is really amazing. Being arrogant will only hurt you."

Fang Wang looked at him coldly and said: "Your father Xiao Jian died in my hands. Do you think I don't have the ability to be arrogant?"

Xiao Chen's face changed, and fear flashed in his eyes.

Fang Wang raised the Tianhong Sword, and the sword energy burst out. Thirty-six sword shadows condensed and appeared around him.

Thirty-six Swords of Amazing!

His powerful momentum made Liang Xunqiu and Fairy Lan Xin frown.

Fairy Lan Xin took the lead and slapped out with one palm. The rolling demonic energy turned into a huge black claw and hit Fang Wang.

Liang Xunqiu rushed directly towards Fang Wang, his body like a ghost, as fast as a startled wild goose.

Fang Wang shook his sword, and a golden scale and white feather robe appeared on his body. He did not swing his sword, but rushed towards Liang Xunqiu, and thirty-six sword shadows followed him like a shadow.

Facing Fang Wang, Liang Xunqiu felt an indescribable sense of oppression. He waved his fan violently, and hundreds of wind blades came out with great momentum.

Thirty-six sword shadows suddenly rushed out, killing the wind blades that were killing Fang Wang at an extremely fast speed, including the huge black claws of Fairy Lan Xin.

In less than two breaths, Fang Wang killed in front of Liang Xunqiu.

Liang Xunqiu was secretly shocked by Fang Wang's gaze.

What kind of eyes is this?

Fang Wang's eyes were extremely sharp, as if he was hiding two swords, and he had already opened his heart to fight.

The 36 Swords of Jinghong attacked Liang Xunqiu with a violent storm. Liang Xunqiu retreated and waved his fan to block. His magic power was so strong that he could disperse Fang Wang's sword energy.

However, Fang Wang's eyes suddenly focused, and he finally raised his sword to stab. All the sword shadows in front of him quickly gathered together and killed Liang Xunqiu at an incredible speed.

Boom!

The sword energy pierced Liang Xunqiu. He widened his eyes, trembled all over, and blood gushed out of his mouth uncontrollably. His eyes were full of fear, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

Fang Wang took advantage of the situation and held the sword in his backhand, stabbing backwards. The 36 Jinghong swords condensed and appeared like a flash, following the blade of the Tianhong Sword and stabbing backwards. They turned into sword energy and extended along the blade.

Puff——

The white sword blade extended ten feet and directly pierced through the chest of Xiao Chen who was attacking with the sword. Blood splattered, and he still maintained the posture of holding the sword.