Chapter 217: Famous Throughout the World, the Wind of Heaven

"I want to feel the power of the Nine Dragons Heaven-suppressing Fist."

Chen Shang's voice echoed in Jian Tianze, and more and more sword cultivators came to the lakeside and looked at his figure.

They had never heard of Chen Shang's name, but the other party claimed to be from the South Sea, which was obviously not simple.

People on the mainland will involuntarily feel wary of the overseas cultivation world, and this fear comes from the unknown.

"Just because you want to feel the Nine Dragons Heaven-suppressing Fist? Don't forget, eighty years ago, you almost died in my hands, and even I couldn't withstand his punch!" Dugu Wenhun said sarcastically.

Fang Wang could feel that he wanted to save Chen Shang, otherwise he wouldn't have stopped him at all.

But Fang Wang didn't have the intention to kill now. In his opinion, normal exchanges and learning were acceptable.

Chen Shang didn't play tricks, but faced him directly. He was willing to let Chen Shang experience his fist and establish the prestige of the Nine Dragons Heaven-suppressing Fist.

"I have lost to many people in my life, but I will not lose to the same person for the second time. I will continue to surpass powerful opponents. Dugu Wenhun, you are no longer my opponent. I know your good intentions, but I have made up my mind. If I die under the Heavenly Dao Fist, it doesn't matter. I, Chen Shang, have practiced for more than 300 years and have no worries." Chen Shang's voice sounded, making everyone feel his determination. Dugu Wenhun wanted to say more, at this time, Fang Wang stood up. "Since it is a competition, why talk about life and death? Isn't it normal for people who practice immortality to fight and compete?" Fang Wang laughed softly, and his words spread throughout Jian Tianze, making the tense atmosphere dissipate instantly, and everyone could feel his magnanimity. He is worthy of being the world's number one cultivator! Great! On the top of the mountain, Chen Shang, dressed in a knight's outfit, stood in front of the cliff. His robes were covered with patches, his face was unkempt, his face was vicissitudes, and his long hair was casually tied behind his head with a jade hairpin. At first glance, it is difficult to put him together with the names of the Four Heroes of Nanqiong. Compared with Dugu Wenhun, his image and temperament are far inferior.

His most outstanding feature is his eyes, and the sharpness in his eyes is rare in the world.

Hearing Fang Wang's words, Chen Shang raised his hands, saluted Fang Wang, and said: "Thank you, no matter whether I win or lose, I owe you a favor."

Dugu Wenhun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say something when Fang Wang next to him jumped up.

Chen Shang followed and stepped into the sky, and all eyes in Jian Tianze fell on the two of them.

The two confronted each other at a height of thousands of feet, a hundred feet apart.

Chen Shang raised his right palm, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged to his palm, and a strong momentum was gathering.

"My practice has reached a bottleneck. I am curious about how strong you are after defeating the Great Sage." Chen Shang stared at Fang Wang and said.

Fang Wang smiled and said, "Want to use your unique skills to fight against my fist?"

"It's meaningless to condense the treasure spirit. I am definitely not your opponent. What I have to do is to make myself survive as much as possible in front of your fist." Chen Shang replied.

Fang Wang shook his head and laughed, and said no more. He slowly raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist.

A domineering aura far beyond Chen Shang instantly enveloped the whole world, making Chen Shang's face solemn, and all the sword cultivators of Jian Tianze were moved.

Chen Shang's aura was concentrated in the palm of his hand, while Fang Wang's aura was facing the whole world, overwhelming and overwhelming.

Extremely strong!

Gu Tianxiong stood by the lake, looking up at Fang Wang's figure, and muttered, "You are not a good sword saint, you are wasting your talent by punching all day long."

Fang Wang stared at Chen Shang and asked, "Are you ready?"

Chen Shang took a deep breath, and when Fang Wang clenched his fist, he knew why Fang Wang could defeat the Great Sage.

Even if the Great Sage may not be in peak condition, he is still a Great Sage!

Chen Shang raised his palm, and spiritual power surged out from his palm, quickly lingering around his body, as if the flames were burning on his body.

Fang Wang raised the corner of his mouth, and swung his fist violently, with a force like a flood, and the speed of the punch was so fast that Chen Shang's eyes could not keep up.

Roar——

The roar of the dragon exploded!

A black dragon head appeared in Chen Shang's pupils, and it pounced on him with a bloody mouth.

Oops!

Chen Shang froze and couldn't even raise his right palm.

Under the gaze of all the sword cultivators of Jian Tianze, a black dragon suddenly appeared, but it disappeared in just a moment, as if it was an illusion.

Everyone could understand that it was not an illusion. The moment the black dragon appeared, they felt the breath of death.

They were all scared and horrified, even Dugu Wenhun was secretly shocked.

Although it was not as powerful as Fang Wang's when he dealt with the Tianxie Shengjiao, he always felt that Fang Wang had become much stronger, and this intuition made him ashamed.

Compared with Fang Wang, he felt that the Four Heroes of Nanqiong were a joke.

Fang Wang retracted his fist and looked at Chen Shang, who was sweating coldly at the moment. There was no sea of ​​clouds in the sky behind him, and the mountains and forests on the ground were still shaking violently, like a stormy sea.

Fang Wang had already retracted his strength and did not affect Jian Tianze, but even so, his momentum was very scary.

Chen Shang, one of the Four Heroes of Nanqiong, was so scared that his expression was dazed.

Chen Shang had experienced hundreds of battles and encountered countless powerful enemies, but it was the first time he had such a terrifying feeling.

He was not suppressed by the momentum, but he had no time to react just now. Facing the Nine Dragons Heaven-Suppressing Fist, he lost the power to resist directly.

It was the first time that Dugu Wenhun saw Chen Shang like this. In the past, even if Chen Shang was defeated and faced death, he still gave people an extremely dangerous feeling, but now he looked so miserable, exuding a cowardly and weak aura.

Fang Wang asked, "How about my punch?"

Chen Shang came back to his senses and found that his palms were trembling and he couldn't control it at all. He looked up at Fang Wang, took a deep breath, and said, "It's worthy of being the best punch in the world. I surrender. Thank you for not killing me."

Fang Wang smiled, turned around and flew down, and cheers rang out in Jian Tianze.

Although Chen Shang didn't care about the eyes of others, he was very uncomfortable with such a miserable defeat. He saluted Fang Wang in the air and turned to leave.

Dugu Wenhun immediately chased after him.

Fang Wang landed on the bridge head, and Xiao Zi followed him to flatter him.

The sword cultivators were talking in groups of two or three, all very excited.

Chu Yin stood in front of the door, wondering if he should learn a set of boxing techniques. Although his spiritual power was vast, he lacked domineering fighting methods.

Fang Bai stood by the lake, his eyes confused.

Gu Tianxiong began to brag about how he met Fang Wang. He said that he had seen Fang Wang's extraordinary qualities long before Fang Wang became famous, and he had established a brotherly relationship with him regardless of seniority, which attracted the admiration of other sword cultivators.

Fang Wang continued to practice.

He had a hunch that there would be a lot of trouble like this, but he was also looking forward to it.

Sure enough.

Two months later, a second person came to learn Fang Wang's Nine Dragons Heaven-Suppressing Fist, also a Mahayana realm master.