Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 118 Become famous (three updates for now...)
In the sky above, Fang Yang was riding a horse and dragging a spear, chasing Liu Manlou.

Around Fang Yang, a whirlpool of orange and yellow flames exploded, and a purple thunder and lightning group bloomed.

Then, he turned his wrist and raised his spear, like an unparalleled general, killing Liu Manlou!
With a few moves, Fang Yang created such terrifying power, forcing Liu Manlou to retreat again and again.

"Om..."

Thunder and lightning and flames intertwined together like water and milk, making the void tremble slightly.

Fang Yang stabbed with a spear, simple but extraordinary.

Because as the spear edge advanced, brilliance bloomed, with fire eagles fluttering their wings and thunder carps lurking beneath the surface.

This is the true meaning of Carp Eagle!

The speed is extremely fast and there is no way to retreat.

Liu Manlou felt a chill instantly rush from his spine to his mind, and he was trembling with fear.

Just for a moment, Liu Manlou pinched the magic formula with his left hand, and a stream of blood-red heart essence flowed from his mouth and nose.

On his arms, there was an even brighter green light shining, and huge power resonated.

bang——

Maoshuo had another fierce argument.

But this time, the red war spear directly flew away from the reshaping, penetrated the heavy armor, and the blood flowed endlessly.

Just when a blow was about to penetrate Liu Manlou's chest and wipe out Liu Manlou's vitality, the big navy blue horse under Liu Manlou's crotch flashed his eyes and backed away like crazy.

lost.

Liu Manlou was defeated.

He even came close to being completely killed by Fang Yang.

At this moment, Liu Manlou fell completely limp on his horse, like a bloody man, dying, very miserable.

This result simply stunned everyone.

Everyone knew that Fang Yang had the advantage and would defeat Liu Manlou.

But I never thought that I would win in such an exaggerated way.

Fang Yang was afraid that he had really touched the realm of the young great sage.

Because of this, the morale of Fang Yang's side suddenly rose sharply.

In contrast, the morale of Liu Manlou's side was sluggish.

Seeing this, Fang Yang did not pursue Liu Manlou deeply.

He raised his spear, pointed his troops forward, and sounded the clarion call for counterattack:
"Whoever captures Liu Manlou alive will be rewarded a thousand households!"

Rumbling--

The sound of horse hooves resounded, and the ground shook.

The soldiers and generals swept towards each other like a flood.

Especially the slave beasts under the slave cultivators are even more crazy.

When there was a difference of hundreds of steps, the legions took action almost simultaneously.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with arrows, wind blades, fireballs, water cannons, etc., and it was chaos.

And after that, it was a real hand-to-hand encounter.

The swords collided and blood spattered, almost forming a bloody melee.

"What a waste. If a blood cultivator were here, they would probably have a wild carnival." Fang Yang thought to himself from behind.

……

The war over the Leran Grassland has come to an end.

The final result ended with Fang Yang's army winning a complete victory.

Especially when Fang Yang mobilized the three thousand elite soldiers of the White Feather Eagle tribe, the overall situation was completely determined.

These three thousand elite soldiers are the elite among Fang Yang's elite.

When necessary, Fang Yang can quickly convert Senyue's regiment here into Fang Yang's regiment based on three thousand elite soldiers.

But that's not necessary.

Because this is an extraordinary world where personal force is supreme.

Even if he had the means to condense the soul of the battle formation, it would be difficult for Fang Yang to defeat the enemy across a large realm.

And when the news of this battle spread around, it caused a lot of waves.

"Fang Yang's progress is too amazing."

At Zhang Ye's residence, his cousin Zhang Lezha said: "It has only been a month or two since he transformed into the carp eagle spirit body, right? He has already firmly set foot in the realm of the young saint, and even touched the realm of the young great saint?" "

Zhang Ye on the side did not reprimand his cousin for his surprise.

Instead, Zhang Ye asked: "According to your opinion, what strength should Fang Yang be in now?"

Cousin Zhang Le opened his mouth, but it was difficult for him to speak. He just stared at Zhang Ye blankly.

This means that he thinks Fang Yang is the most extraordinary and should grow up at the same level as Zhang Ye. After all, we are all sons and daughters of the Changkong clan, with an inheritance, resources, and opportunities.

The most important thing is that no one has a saint ancestor alive!

However, Fang Yang just rode away from everyone and even tried to catch up with Sen Wei!
Such an achievement is too shocking.

"Fang Yang..." Zhang Ye muttered silently, thinking deeply.

……

Fang Yang's suppression of Liu Manlou is still spreading around, even outside the army of the famous Changkong clan.

"There are no heroes at that time. It makes Zhuzi famous. It really offends me. It offends me!" Enemies like Liu Sanshu felt deeply depressed.

"Finally I heard good news." Dongfang Moran breathed a sigh of relief.

If even Fang Yang couldn't bear it, they, the young geniuses in Senyue's army, would probably not be able to fare well.

"Fang Yang? I didn't expect that he could still firmly hold the title of leader. In this case, he will definitely be able to gather some of the luck of all living beings... Is it also a name to deceive the world and steal the name..." Ji Juyun was thoughtful.

Even the four pavilion elders in Xuan'ao Study Room, including Flowers, Birds, Fishes and Insects, have heard about this matter.

Mysterious study room.

The fragrance of tea is subtle.

A photographic stone was placed on the table, projecting forward the battle for Leran Grassland, especially the battle between Fang Yang and Liu Manlou.

At this moment, the four pavilion elders looked at Fang Yang who was showing off his power with different eyes.

Fast, too fast, super fast!

Fang Yang's momentum was so fast that it was almost surprising.

It really seems like what I said before, like a fish entering the sea or a bird flying into the sky, no longer restrained.

Even people as knowledgeable as them felt Fang Yang's mystery.

The venue fell into silence for a short time, as they were still digesting the impact brought by Fang Yang.

Mental calculation is one thing, but true strength is another.

It can only be said that Fang Yang used his own performance to powerfully defeat the image of him as a mere vassal of Sen Hui in the hearts of the elders.

"It would be great if the path of the Great Sun and the Golden Crow is not broken yet." Old Chongge broke the silence: "In that case, Xiao Hui can continue to walk on the path of the Fuso Sacred Tree."

"The world has changed so much, how can you and I do nothing about it?" Mr. Yuge shook his head helplessly.

Mr. Hua Ge didn't say anything, but set the tone, "If you have merit, you will be rewarded. It can make Fang Yang control the other tribes in Leran Grassland, and take life and death."

In the end, none of them mentioned suppressing Fang Yang again.

No need, really no need.

Let Fang Yang fly freely. When his way forward becomes blocked or when he encounters a storm, he will naturally think of the goodness of their surname.

……

The weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly.

The restored and stable Leran grassland is revitalized and full of vitality everywhere.

As for the White Feather Eagle tribe, which was the core of Fang Yang's command, it was even more lively.

Even the nine surrounding tribes and the five bronze tribes all sent people to pay tribute and worship.

They worshiped the White Feather Eagle tribe, especially Fang Yang!
At this moment, Fang Yang was following Little Shuangma, walking slowly and leisurely.

"Huh?" Xiao Shuangma stepped on the grass and suddenly asked.

Because it saw that the electric python actually took the initiative to expose itself to the hot sun, like a huge and long blue rope, motionless.

"The electric python is still alive, don't worry." Fang Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled.

But the little frost horse was still worried. It spread its hooves, and there was wind under its feet. It quickly crossed the grass and came to the electric python.

If the electric python felt something, it slowly opened its gloomy and cold purple vertical pupils.

Suddenly, there was a faint cyan electric light flashing in the void.

When the electric python saw Xiao Shuangma like this, he was immediately frightened to the point of losing his courage.

As if its soul had been frightened away, it hurriedly turned around and ran away, running towards Fang Yang with all its strength.

Seeing this, the electric python slowly closed his eyes and lazily basked in the sun again.

"Xu?"

The little frost horse, which was leaning closely behind Fang Yang's feet, stuck its head out again to spy on the electric python.

When the little frost horse found that the electric python seemed to be sleeping again, it stepped lightly again and walked slowly and softly towards the electric python.

The electric python felt the strange movement and continued to open its cold vertical pupils, staring directly at the little frost horse.

Suddenly, the little frost horse was frightened again and ran towards Fang Yang crazily.

"Timid and curious..."

Fang Yang bent down and picked up the little frost horse, "Let's go, let's go find the White Feathered Eagle."

(End of this chapter)