Chapter 343 Keeping up with the Times

The sword dragon shuttled through the clouds and rode the clouds.

The cold wind blew past, blowing his clothes.

Fang Yang stood on the dragon's head, with one hand behind his back, silently controlling the direction.

Now, he has almost completed two-thirds of the journey, and the progress is faster than expected.

In a few days, he will be able to reach Tongtian Peak and complete his first regretful wish.

It is worth mentioning that since he defeated the two saints' incarnations, even the people who usually spy on him have gradually decreased.

However, in the past few days, the vague sense of spying has gradually increased.

And this is telling him from the side: - A new storm is about to appear!

Half a day later.

The silver sword dragon slowly slowed down.

Fang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked ahead.

"Boom--"

A sound like a stone breaking sounded.

I saw a dark blue ancient chariot rumbling, engulfed in endless waves, rushing and flying out.

A tall figure stood on the ancient chariot.

He wore a black robe and black hair, which casually fell to his shoulders and fluttered in the wind.

His expression was cold, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes from time to time.

In addition, around him, there was a blue ocean flowing, on which floated the blue dragon and the red phoenix, which made him shine brightly and had a momentum that could swallow the world.

"My dear Fang, I didn't expect you to go this far."

He stood with his hands behind his back:

"There are creditors on the road to the underworld, so that you can die knowingly. I am the third prince of Daxuan."

"Hmph, if it weren't for the order from my father, how could I, the third prince of Daxuan, come to the wilderness?"

"As I said, my father and his people are still too cautious."

"If you can really walk through the Kunpeng Road, it will be a blessing from heaven."

"On top of that, if you can also walk through the Dayi Jinwu Road and fight for luck, then I think you can also be called the son of destiny!"

"Hehe, I am a young great sage. If you die in my hands, you can rest in peace."

The visitor is a member of the royal family of the Daxuan Dynasty, the third prince of the contemporary Daxuan Emperor, and also a young great sage!

His arrival immediately caused the sky to darken suddenly.

At this moment, Fang Yang looked at him with a mysterious feeling.

That is, the former "Carp Eagle Fang Nian" is very likely to have been defeated here.

At the same time, the "Da Ri Jin Wu Road", "fighting for fate" and "son of destiny" mentioned by the third prince of Da Xuan caused a lot of confusion in Fang Yang's heart.

But Fang Yang did not say anything.

He just smiled.

"Boom!"

The next moment, both sides moved at the same time.

The third prince of Da Xuan was calm, the blue ocean rolled, attracting the blue dragon and red phoenix to shine, turning into a blazing divine ring, spreading outward, and forming his own domain.

Fang Yang also showed his power, and the golden Tai Chi diagram that had not been used for a long time spread rapidly, causing the black Kun Jin Peng to emerge, imprisoning the void, and stopping the blue ocean that spread everywhere.

The first confrontation was evenly matched.

Seeing this, the third prince of Da Xuan had a serious face.

At the same time, Fang Yang took this opportunity to rush into the sky.

The fire domain erupted, the sea of ​​thunder roared, and under his spear tip, it seemed that a mysterious star exploded.

This scene was very scary, because when the mysterious star exploded, the sound was rumbling, so huge that it shocked all directions.

What was even more terrifying was that the mysterious star imprint after it was broken actually reflected the residual rhyme of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

Golden Tai Chi diagram! Black Kun Golden Peng! Great Sun Golden Crow!

Fang Yang would have been fine if he hadn't pulled out his trump card, but once he did, it was a shocking blow.

Especially the evolution of the Great Sun Golden Crow, which made the face of the Third Prince of Daxuan change drastically.

It was because he originally thought that Fang Yang would use the Sky Eagle Spear.

As a result, Fang Yang abandoned the Sky Eagle Spear and did not use it, just to fight for that little chance of fighting!

"Hah!" The Third Prince of Daxuan roared, his black hair flying into the sky.

The blue ancient chariot in front of him burst into shocking waves, as if the deep blue seabed was overturned, trying to stop Fang Yang's attack.

But...

The crisp tearing sound sounded, which was heartbreaking.

Fang Yang rushed into the interior of the ancient blue chariot with his might, roared, and pounced on the third prince of Daxuan.

In a flash, the ancient blue chariot broke into dust, and two figures fought in the void.

In the sky and on the earth, on the cliffs in the lake.

Like dragons and divine apes, they traveled everywhere.

Where they fought, accidents happened frequently and disasters came.

I don’t know how many mountains were flattened, how many lakes were evaporated, and how many forests were sunk.

In their eyes, there was only the other party, and they would not die... and never stop!

They were still fighting, extremely fiercely, with various Dao rhyme patterns emerging, and even their blood was burning.

It was incredible that Fang Yang actually took advantage of the first move at the beginning and firmly gained the upper hand.

"Die!"

Fang Yang carried the scrutiny from the highest end of the sky and swung a strong spear tip straight.

The cold light pierced people, and the whole body was cold.

The skull of the third prince of Daxuan was pierced, his soul was burned, and his true spirit was annihilated...

In his last look before death, he looked at Fang Yang in astonishment, with a puzzled look on his face.

He just felt that the person in front of him was strange, too strange.

Such strength, such courage, such scheming... Is the person in front of him really Fang Nian?

He was confused and died.

"Hu~" Fang Yang took a deep breath and breathed heavily.

As a young great sage, he was still a little reluctant to kill enemies across realms.

But fortunately, everything went well.

At this moment, he displayed the black Kun shadow and swallowed everything.

Then he hurriedly ran away, heading straight to Tongtian Peak.

During this process, he felt that there were many new secrets of swordsmanship circulating in his heart.

Groan...

In Fang Yang's eyes, the Thousand Years Peach Wood Sword trembled and jumped around, like a living thing.

In fact, the Ten Thousand Years Peach Wood Sword is still the Ten Thousand Years Peach Wood Sword, and nothing has changed.

The person who changed was Fang Yang.

"Master of swordsmanship..."

Fang Yang's eyes showed surprise.

He didn't expect that his attainments in the Kendo genre would improve so quickly.

Obviously, this was beyond his expectation.

But the dream world is special, and coupled with the crazy fight between him and the third prince Daxuan, everything makes sense.

Above the clouds, the sky changes even more obviously.

Obviously, the Daxuan Dynasty and the Golden Family were secretly colliding again.

But in the end, Fang Yang escaped without encountering any obstruction.

Slowly, he felt the piercing pain dissipate.

…………

Tongtian Peak.

Beautiful mountains and clear waters, filled with fairy mist.

A silver dragon charged towards him with a high-spirited roar.

Fang Yang!

In a month and a few days, Fang Yang arrived here.

His speed was far beyond the expectations of Qing Rushang and Lan Jianxin.

Qing Rushang's face was filled with joy: "You, you succeeded, and you actually killed the third prince Daxuan!?"

Lan Jianxin shook his head and chuckled: "Your methods are deeper than we imagined. It seems that if it weren't for junior sister and Sen Yuanyuan, would you still continue to hide?!"

Fang Yang was speechless when he heard this.

How can this be the power that Fang Nian has?

This is what Fang Yang achieved through his own practice!

If Fang Nian had relied on his own strength alone, he would have been stuck between Ren Ningning and Jiang Jian, unable to move.

"Crash..."

Before Fang Yang could answer, the sound of running water began.

Everything around him was shattered, the world was turned upside down, and his consciousness was blurred.

At this moment, Fang Yang gradually exited the first perspective and came to the third perspective.

The next moment, he stood to one side and came to the sidelines to observe another possibility.

The sky is pale.

There was dead silence.

The third prince Daxuan was seriously injured and still fell.

But Qing Rushang fell into Fang Nian's arms, her breath was like a gossamer, as if she was burning herself too much.

Qing Rushang smiled softly: "A-Nian, you must not... feel... embarrassed. After you go back, you must have a good... good life with... Yuanyuan..."

…………

real world.

More than a month passed quietly like this.

Shenguang Jingfu Dojo, the retreat room on the southeast side.

It was here that Fang Yang retreated, practiced quietly, and fell into a dream.

Now, in Fang Yang's first aperture, the shadows of Hei Kun and Jin Peng appeared.

The two are shaped like yin and yang fish chasing each other, forming a perfect circle.

In contrast, they separated without touching.

What’s even more incredible is that in the perfect circle they form, there is a faint trace of the Tai Chi yin and yang diagram.

Fang Yang is transforming!

the other side.

Cambrian Yazun, who was quietly cultivating in the master's retreat room, suddenly opened his eyes.

Cambrian Yazun pulled his thoughts away from delving into the extremely superficial mysteries of the Dream Dao.

He looked at Fang Yang with slight surprise: "Ayang, is this an insight from Lan Jianxin's relics and an opportunity to perfect Kunpeng's path?!"

Thinking about this, even though he has experienced so many years, his heart is also a little shaken.

With such talent, it's no wonder that Fang Yang is considered by many to be comparable to his son Senyue.

"rise."

He clicked his fingers, and a white light traveled through the void, forming a halo of light.

He was strengthening the cover of the secret room where Fang Yang was, so as not to expose his energy and allow Fang Yang to be interfered by other people.

After doing this, he smiled lightly, closed his eyes immediately, and continued to delve into the secrets of dreams.

Everyone knows that the next era will be the Dream Era.

Even the legendary Dream Emperor, according to Canghai Huangzun's "Emperor Zun Theory", will be born in this era.

Therefore, whether it is to prevent the birth of Emperor Meng, or to find the path to the immortal realm.

Cambrian Yazun all feels that it is necessary to keep pace with the times and not rest on one's laurels!