I, the mortal, come from the great world of Xuanhuang

Chapter 32: Fang Yu’s brilliant sky thunder is attracted by thoughts...

"Senior Brother Fang, is it too late to regret now?"

At this moment, "Senior Brother Lu", who was holding the top-level magic weapon, the Green Dragon Flag, was more confident and said with a smile.

But when he saw Fang Yu's half-smiling expression, his heart sank and he felt uneasy.

At this time, other people also noticed that Fang Yu didn't look nervous, and they stopped talking and looked at Fang Yu, waiting for his response.

Especially Nie Yingyu's hand has fallen on the storage bag at her waist. Once Fang Yu is unable to withstand the attack of "Senior Brother Lu"'s top-level green dragon flag, she will take action immediately.

Fang Yu's inner demon oath only said that she would not use top-level magic weapons to resist "Senior Brother Lu's" attack, but it did not say that she couldn't do it.

Although there was something wrong, Fang Yu's safety was more important, otherwise, she and the Murong brothers would probably be punished by Lei Wanhe.

Brother Murong's face turned pale with fright, but he covered his mouth and did not dare to say anything, so as not to think about Fang Yu casting a spell to deal with it. At the same time, he was also guessing what spell Fang Yu would use to deal with it.

Among the primary lightning spells, there is no defense, mainly attack spells.

At the same time, looking at Fang Yu who was motionless, "Senior Brother Lu" suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and then saw his hands shaking, causing the spiritual power in his body to rush out like a flood. poured into the flagpole.

After the Qingjiao flag was backed by such huge spiritual power, the blue light on the flag became even more dazzling, like a blue sun rising in the dark night, making people afraid to look directly at it.

As for "Senior Brother Lu", his face turned pale, but he had a ruthless look on his face.

Obviously, we are well aware of the principle that long nights and many dreams will lead to changes.

After about five or six minutes of touching, "Senior Brother Lu" let out a low roar. He exerted force with both hands and threw the green dragon flag into the air with a "whoosh". Then he quickly flipped the hand with his fingers, and then touched the flag with his fingers. Drink.

"Huajiao"

I saw the blue dragon flag shining brightly, and in an instant it turned into a giant blue dragon more than ten feet long, lifelike, with teeth and claws, exactly the same as the one embroidered on the flag.

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Fang Yu's face. Immediately, he narrowed his eyes slightly, formed a seal with his hands, and then stood up to the sky, spitting out a mysterious and difficult spell.

"Brilliant thunder from the sky, lead it with thoughts..."

As soon as the words came out, the originally clear blue sky suddenly turned dark. The dark clouds that suddenly appeared in the sky were surging, thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed from the edge of the black clouds. There was a chill and strong wind across the sky and the earth.

"This...this is a junior high-level thunder attribute spell, Tianhuang Divine Thunder. This is a junior high-level spell that even monks in the foundation-building stage have difficulty practicing!"

The sky changed drastically, and everyone was naturally shocked. Some people couldn't help but exclaimed. After all, this scene was really shocking.

The monks in the Qi Refining Stage can actually cast elementary and high-level spells. Looking at the entire seven sects of the Yue Kingdom, I am afraid that there will be no second example.

But what they don't know is that this is Fang Yu's improved elementary and intermediate spell: Continuous Thunder Technique. Don't forget who his sister is!

Fang Qingxue, the Lord of Lightning Mother, cultivates one of the eight magical powers of the Yuhua Sect, the Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Sword!

When at Fang's house, Fang Yu specifically asked about this magical power, and Fang Qingxue also said a few words.

But even so, Fang Yu has benefited a lot from practicing thunder-attribute spells. Every time he thinks about it, he has a feeling of enlightenment, and his understanding of thunder-attribute spells has naturally deepened a lot.

Of course, this is not a primary high-level thunder attribute spell, Tianhuang Divine Thunder.

It is the elementary and mid-level spell Continuous Sky Thunder, but it has been improved by Fang Yu, and this has an effect that is not inferior to the Tianhuang Divine Thunder.

As for the power!
Hey!

Naturally, "Senior Brother Lu" took the lead.

When "Senior Brother Lu" saw this scene, his pale face was even more horrified and he did not dare to delay.

With a wave of his finger, the green dragon immediately opened its huge mouth and roared viciously towards Fang Yu on the opposite side.

"Senior brother be careful!"

"Be careful!" Brother Murong and Nie Ying saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically, and they immediately warned.

"boom!"

A shocking explosion interrupted the voices of the three people, and then, a barrel-thick ball with purple lightning, like a dragon out of the sea, rushed out of the dark clouds above and headed straight for the green dragon below.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise that was like the beginning of the world, and the thunder dragon with lavender thunder directly blasted the green dragon below to pieces that had not yet approached.

Seeing this scene, "Senior Brother Lu" turned pale with no trace of blood, but he did not admit defeat. Instead, he wanted to continue to control the Green Dragon Flag to attack Fang Yu for the final chance of victory.

But Fang Yu, who had been prepared for it, would not let him get what he wanted.

Soaring Dragon!

Tiger Leap!

As soon as the dragon-shaped flying tiger stepped out, almost in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of "Senior Brother Lu", without waiting for the latter to take out the talisman and cast a defensive spell.

Then, Fang Yu's fist, which was as big as a casserole, was packed with a huge force and landed on his chest.

"Crack!"

"Crackling!"

In an instant, the ears of the Huang Maple Valley disciples who were watching could hear the clearly audible sounds of bones breaking and exploding.

After suffering such a heavy blow, "Senior Brother Lu" spewed out a pool of red and black blood mixed with internal organ fragments, and then flew away like a kite with its string cut off as if a cannonball had been discharged.

for a moment

There was a "bang", and he fell heavily to the ground, making a big hole. He was dying!

Seeing this scene, everyone took a breath of cold air, making an outstanding contribution to the greenhouse effect in Huang Maple Valley.

After coming back to his senses, the look he looked at Fang Yu no longer contained awe, but only fear and horror, as if he was not a monk, but a legendary monster with infinite power.

Fang Yu glanced at his masterpiece, chuckled lightly, and waved his hand indifferently.

If he couldn't kill in public, he would definitely not mind killing the scum in front of him.

He doesn't want to be a good person, because good people die quickly, but he also doesn't want to be a scumbag, so he won't let scumbags have an easy time.

After this blow, even with the healing elixir from Yellow Maple Valley, it would be impossible to recover in less than a year and a half, not to mention, the premise is that he can live for a year and a half.

The secret hand he left behind was enough to kill a scumbag.

"Have you two calmed down?"

Suddenly, Fang Yu turned around and looked at Brother Murong, whose face was full of worry and awe, and asked with an amiable smile.

"It's gone, it's gone. Senior brother, let's leave quickly!"

Seeing this, Brother Murong was startled, nodded repeatedly and urged with a sad face.

Their chubby little bodies were trembling at the moment and their legs were weak!
"If we leave, I'm afraid it's too late."

Seeing this, Fang Yu raised his eyes to look at the escaping light flying across the sky in the distance, his smile not diminishing.

As for the figure escaping from the light, he was very familiar with it, it was Zhong Ling, the head of the Yellow Maple Valley.

Of course, it’s not just Zhong Ling, there are other stewards of Huang Maple Valley.

(End of this chapter)