I Really Don’t Know How To Practice

After Mo Wen and before Han Xu, Fu Xiaodao was the most talented disciple of Yan Liuyun's sect, and he was also very fond of him.

He should have been here a long time ago, but he has not seen anyone. Now that someone is here, there is something wrong with the atmosphere.

There was hostility towards Han Xu in Fu Xiaodao's eyes.

"Xiaodao, why are you here so late, let's meet your little junior brother first." Yan Liuyun also felt that Fu Xiaodao's mood was not quite right, so he took the initiative to speak.

"Junior brother?" Fu Xiaodao said, "Master, senior brother must still be alive, why do you want to pass Yu Jiuxiao to the junior brother who has just started? Why should he?"

When he opened his mouth, everyone present was shocked. It was a happy day, even if he had any opinions, couldn't he raise them in private, and insisted on sweeping his master's face in public?

Although most of the people present were a little dissatisfied because they didn't know about it, but they would not show it in this kind of scene, especially the deacons, who knew Yan Liuyun's character well and knew that he would not act hastily.

Since he passed Yu Jiuxiao to Han Xu, it must be that Han Xu has something special, but the rest of them don't know it yet.

But several deacons have followed Yan Liuyun for a long time. They know Yan Liuyun's character well, but their disciples don't know so well. All of them present are inner disciples, elites of Taiyi, and there are many people who are dissatisfied. It's just that I dare not reveal it because of the scene.

Now that Fu Xiaodao said it, someone immediately nodded in agreement.

"Xiaodao, let's talk when we have something to say." Yan Liuyun was already a little angry, but Fu Xiaodao didn't seem to notice it, and he continued: "Master, this disciple really doesn't understand that these belong to the elder brother. "

Seeing Fu Xiaodao's appearance, he seemed to have been stimulated by something. None of the people present were stupid. Fu Xiaodao, as the suzerain's direct disciple, lost his composure in such a way now, it was somewhat unreasonable.

I only heard Fu Xiaodao say: "Master, senior brother has not been away for long, are you going to give everything that belongs to him to someone else?"

Hearing this, everyone already understood why Fu Xiaodao lost his temper. He and Mo Wen have a good relationship and the entire Taiyi knows that Mo Wen was originally the chief disciple and also Yan Liuyun's eldest disciple. Logically speaking, he is qualified to inherit Yu Jiuxiao, who became the suzerain's successor, happened to have that incident.

Han Xu looked at Fu Xiaodao's angry look, thinking that he was still a kind and righteous person, and he didn't blame him in his heart.

Han Xu didn't intend to care about it at first, thinking that when he made a fuss and vented his emotions, maybe this matter would pass.

But at this moment, Yan Liuyun's voice transmission sounded in his mind: "Han Xu, teach this kid a lesson later, if he keeps being so impulsive, something will happen sooner or later."

"Okay." Han Xu responded, and then heard Yan Liuyun say: "Everyone wait a moment, you two, follow me."

Following Yan Liuyun, the two left the hall and came to the open space where the disciples practiced and exchanged ideas on weekdays. Yan Liuyun set up a restriction to prevent others from peeping.

Then he said to Xiaodao: "You said that Han Xu is not qualified, now as a teacher, I will let you see if he is qualified."

"Han Xu, teach him a good lesson."

Fu Xiaodao said in disbelief: "Master, he is the only one who wants to teach me a lesson? How long has he been practicing? The realm is only semi-sacred, right?"

Yan Liuyun said mysteriously: "Whether you are qualified or not, you will know once you have fought. This seat suggests that you better go all out, otherwise, your end will be very embarrassing."

Although Fu Xiaodao was impulsive, he still had the ability to make basic judgments. Hearing what Yan Liuyun said, he felt a little extra in his heart.

"Since the master has ordered, then I invite the younger brother to make a move!" Fu Xiaodao said, and the aura of the holy realm swept out, turning into gusts of wind.

"Middle stage of the Holy Realm!" Even though Han Xu was used to the cultivation speed of the monks in the upper realm, after feeling Fu Xiaodao's middle stage of the Holy Realm, he still couldn't help feeling emotional.

With Fu Xiaodao's cultivation level, he can directly sweep the lower realms.

"Little brother, brother, I am not trying to target you. If you can accept my three tricks, I will admit that you are qualified to practice Yu Jiuxiao."

However, Han Xu said: "Senior brother's words are too full. If senior brother can receive three punches from me, I will never touch Yu Jiuxiao again."

"Arrogance!"

As soon as Fu Xiaodao yelled, he felt a breath of the same holy realm erupting from Han Xu's body, and it seemed to be stronger than his breath.

Before he understood what was going on, he saw Han Xu's fist was in front of him. It was a fist covered with black magic patterns.

Before the punch came, the strength came first, and the incomparable force rushed towards his face, which made Fu Xiaodao's face change drastically.

He made seals with both hands, and a series of talisman seals emerged out of thin air, quickly condensing layers of extremely strong defenses in front of him.

"Boom!"

A deafening sound came, and Han Xu's punch was as powerful as a bamboo, destroying the defense that Fu Xiaodao had set up hastily, but it was delayed for a little time. In this short time, Fu Xiaodao had already made a counterattack.

When Han Xu smashed the last layer of defense, Fu Xiaodao used countless talismans to condense a pair of God of War armor to wrap his body.

The exercise he uses is another high-grade holy-level exercise of Tai Yidao, which can transform into thousands of illusions with talismans and seals, and is also infinitely powerful.

I saw Fu Xiaodao turned into the **** of war, and also punched Han Xu, the two fists intersected, and the remaining power came out mightily.

Fu Xiaodao stepped back a few steps, his eyes were surprised.

Only he knows how powerful this God of War armor is. In a moment of desperation, he even used 80% of his strength. Even in the late stage of the Holy Realm, he should not be absolutely suppressed .

However, Han Xu didn't take a step back, followed by another punch, and the air of the demonic way swept across the world, and Han Xu was in it like an unrivaled demon.

Fu Xiaodao could only punch him. He didn't believe that Han Xu, a new disciple, could defeat him. If that was the case, then what was the point of his so many years of cultivation in Taiyi.

However, Han Xu's second punch was more powerful than the first punch. Fu Xiaodao put his hands in front of his chest, blocking Han Xu's fist in a defensive manner.

The huge force made the armor on his arms begin to shatter, but Fu Xiaodao gritted his teeth and immediately condensed new talismans to restore the armor.

This time, his body retreated a hundred meters before stopping. He was hit by a huge force, and the blood in his body was churning, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

But before he could recover, Fu Xiaodao felt a blur in front of his eyes, and saw that Han Xu, who was covered in magic patterns, had already rushed over. On his body, there was a terrifying thunder and lightning jumping from the magic way, and a terrible breath filled Fu. Knife's mind.

His first reaction was that he was invincible, but then, his inner anger was aroused, and he couldn't lose to a disciple who just started.

So, he gathered all his strength, and the armor of the God of War exploded with brilliance. Behind him, an indomitable statue of the God of War made the same movements as him, punching Han Xu.

This is already the strongest blow that Fu Xiaodao can deliver so far, even if Gongsun refuses to let him, he has to avoid it for the time being.

However, Han Xu did not dodge or dodge. Behind him also appeared a celestial magic figure, which was taller than the **** of war. The sky demon released endless thunder and lightning, entwining the magic figure of the war god. After that, Han Xu's fist stopped an inch between Fu Xiaodao's eyebrows , he withdrew all his strength, and lightly touched Fu Xiaodao's forehead.

"Brother, the three punches have arrived, and you have lost."