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Chapter 36 The Calamity of the Yellow Springs Saint Sect!

Fang Han, please fight.

The ancestor Lei Jianzong had to agree if he didn’t.

The field is opened.

Both the real Skylark and the Masked Man backed far away, looking at Fang Han and the ancestor of Thunder Sword Sect who were facing each other above the void.

“Fellow daoist, have you ever played against Fang Ye?”

Real Hibari looked at the masked man and whispered.

The mask man’s cheeks twitched quickly—Do you still have a face lift? If it weren’t for your Sect fanatics, why did I fall to where I am now?

You, Lei Jianzong, are fine, okay, I have been forgiven by Lord Fang.

And me?

I don’t know what to do now.

but.

The mask man knows that now is not the time to vent, it is time to vent, and it is time to vent, and cannot always pity and mourn.

“Master Fang, very strong.”

The mask man said coldly, then increased his voice, “Very strong.”

“He seems… hasn’t broken through Yuangang.”

Skylark swallowed as he swallowed his eyes.

“Ha ha.”

The mask man sneered, and said all the ridicule in it.

What happened to Yuangang?

If you don’t reach the Yuangang realm, isn’t it pressing the daddy to fight?

You also don’t want to think about who is Fang Ye’s apprentice, who is arrogant and arrogant forever, so take a closer look.

In the Fang family.

Fang Tianxiong and others are also in the compound.

Almost all of them looked at Fang Han in the distance with the color of worship.

Respect Fanghan as god.

“Master Han, can my master win?”

Fang Tianxiong looked at Han Xiaocong beside him expectantly and asked.

Han Xiaocong was a little speechless.

The ancestor of Thunder Sword Sect is in the Gold Core realm, a small giant of the ages, but a watershed in the secret realm of magical powers. How can it be so easy to deal with?

but.

Han Xiaocong hesitated, “I don’t know the depth of the son at all, so I can’t guess.”

Fang Tianxiong has some regrets.

If Han Xiaocong asserts that he can win, he will be happy.

…

“Senior, please enlighten me.”

This is the battle of gentlemen.

So Fang Han was a cupped hands first, and then he was ready to do it.

The ancestor Lei Jianzong said solemnly, “Fang Ye will do whatever he wants.”

He has already decided.

Become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles later, let Fang Han fight vigorously and pump smoothly.

As long as Master Fang is happy, he can do anything.

At this moment, Fang Han moved.

His body was filled with rays of thunder, and the sound of thundering thunder pierced the world, his supernatural powers flickered with three thousand thunders, and Fang Han’s speed was extremely fast.

The ancestor of Lei Jianzong was a big jump.

“Fast speed, this supernatural power is extraordinary.”

The ancestor Lei Jianzong muttered, but his eyes flashed with mysterious lines, and he quickly dodged a long way.

Boom boom boom!

The light of palm prints erupted from the place where the ancestor of Thunder Sword Sect was just now, setting off a boundless momentum.

“Senior, don’t back off, please take action.”

Fang Han revealed his figure, said indifferently, and then shot again, his body was bathed in thunder, and the magical powers he controlled were used by Fang Han.

Fan Tianyin!

Dawei Tianlong Palm!

Golem stepping into the sky!

Fu Moyin!

Many magical powers, through Fang Han’s terrifying Magic power, changed the colors of the world.

In the void, the cloud tide disappeared without a trace, and the sound of a violent explosion spread hundreds of miles.

The aftermath of the power contained therein makes everyone watching the battle from a distance look horrified.

“Too strong! Unbelievable!”

Real Skylark’s face was pale.

He had a thought now, that Fang Han was so powerful and his own evildoer Zhu Kuangsheng, why didn’t he die on the spot?

“Yes, it’s all up to me, I gave him a life-saving seal.”

Real Hibari sighed in his heart, this is an inescapable catastrophe, fortunately, it made up for it.

The battle lasted for a quarter of an hour before Fang Han stopped.

The skin of the flesh was covered with tiny dragon scales. After the first battle, Fang Han broke out almost with all his strength. Except for the Great Transforming Dragon Technique, he had never used it, and it was called a hearty and dripping with many gods.

And across from him.

The ancestor of Lei Jianzong was already shaking.

His mentality, if he hadn’t taken the posture long ago, would have collapsed.

“What kind of talent is this?”

The ancestor of Lei Jianzong had the urge to burst into tears.

Magic power!

This is just a magic power realm!

And how many supernatural powers have you used?

Looking at the world, let alone the Eastern Region, it is the entire Five Elements Region. What are the other so-called big princes?

Moreover, the total amount of Fang Han’s Magic power made Lei Jianzong feel incredible.

This is such a majestic Magic power that the battle has not stopped until now.

“Eternal Gold Core, I really can’t underestimate it.”

Fang Hanxin sighed.

And The next moment.

In Fang Han’s body, an unimaginable Sword intent burst forth.

Vaguely.

With Fang Han’s unyielding will.

There is also a faint phantom made up of mysterious lines, holding a sword in the void behind Fang Han.

“This is…”

The ancestor of Lei Jianzong was dumbfounded.

In the previous attack, Fang Han did not use Sword Technique.

At this moment, the Sword intent, which was as high as the four realms, surging out, was immediately felt by the ancestor of Thunder Sword Sect.

“Sword Soul… my goodness! Sword intent ancestors are here, I actually met the strong in the four realms of Sword intent in my lifetime!”

The ancestor Lei Jianzong howled in his heart.

He is the ancestor of Thunder Sword Sect, so he naturally cultivated Sword Dao.

However, his Sword intent only reached the second realm of Sword intent “God Transformation”, which is also the limit that most sword repairs can achieve in a lifetime.

this moment.

The ancestor of Lei Jianzong had the impulse to fight Fang Han immediately, specifically to seek advice from kendo.

And, quickly took action.

“Fang Ye, you are a senior in Swordsmanship, and you are a senior in Swordsmanship, so please ask Mr. Fang for his advice.”

Fang Han heard the words and smiled, “I beg you!”

This time, with Kendo alone, Cultivation Base Realm came next.

And looking at the kendo battle in the void.

There were many sword repairs in the Thunder Sword Sect in the distance, and the real Skylark and them all knelt upright.

His eyes flashed, and he didn’t dare to relax the slightest mind.

Sword intent The terrifying swordsmanship of the four realms, even if they absorb a little, it is infinitely useful for their swordsmen.

The masked man was not Gen Zheng Miaohong’s sword repairer, but vaguely realized that Fang Han’s swordsmanship was terrifying.

For a time.

There was some confusion.

Lei Jianzong, licked it clean, where is the Holy Sect of Yellow Springs?

What about yourself?

When the matter reached the headquarters of Fengdu, the ancestors would shave themselves into sticks and hang them on the tree after drying them?

…

A certain Yellow Springs city.

On the street, Practitioners are all over the ground, and the shops on both sides are also booming.

In front of a seemingly ordinary Magical Item shop.

An old man, holding half a roast chicken in his hand, came in lazily.

Since someone came to greet.

“Let your boss come out.”

The old man still has a lazy expression, a little breath, and the master in the shop is slightly surprised.

soon.

A middle-aged man in purple clothes walked downstairs, glanced at the old man, cupped hands and said, “I don’t know…”

“What are you looking at?”

The old man suddenly said sharply.

Everyone in the store looked blank.

The middle-aged in purple clothes is even more dazed—didn’t you tell me to come out? Who do I look at when I come out?

“Dare to look at me? Damn!”

Next second.

An illusory Sword Qi pierced the middle of the purple-clothed middle-aged eyebrows between the electric light and flint.

Bang!

The middle-aged Ziyi fell to the ground.

Before dying, the middle-aged in Ziyi was extremely confused.

He is a magnificent Yellow Springs Saint Zong Wanfa, the gold medal killer in the first realm. He was killed by a sword just because he glanced at others?

“Humph.”

The old man is naturally a sword old man.

A brutal bite of the roast chicken in his hand, his hands filled with oil, only then restored his lazy look and walked out of the shop leisurely.

“To bully the small with the big, and to harm my dear apprentice?”

The old man Jian walked on the street, looking for the next target.

“Daddy’s apprentice, Daddy is reluctant to hit him. It took three months before he agreed to worship me as a teacher. One by one, he gave you a face? Bullying him?”

“Kill a dozen of you Wanfa’s mixed fish first, let’s breathe.”

this day.

Within half an hour, in this Yellow Springs city, seventeen Yellow Springs holy sect Wanfa were tragically killed.

A group of Yellow Springs Saint Sect masters with deep fear on their faces, frantically fleeing out of the city, they are the Gold Core powerhouses of potential cultivation.

They don’t want to die.

Because the death is too embarrassing.

The reason for his death turned out to be just because of the three words, “What are you looking at?” I asked you, are you aggrieved?