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Chapter 432, Master, save me

The master of the early stage of the dignified fairyland was actually hammered on the ground by Fang Chen, a secular person in the early stage of reality.

It’s spread out that Murongtian is still okay?

Especially in the audience there are countless disciples of Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion, as well as those high-class guests.

This is a shame, a great shame!

Today’s Murong Tian stared at Fang Chen who fell to the ground not far away and clutched his chest. The killing intent on his face was almost like the substance.

He won’t give Fang Chen any chance to waste time anymore.

This time, this moment.

Next hit.

He wants to obliterate Fang Chen with the momentum of thunder.

“Fang Chen…”.

His white robe has completely turned into a cloth stripe outfit.

Fang Chen is a mad dog, a mad dog that bites people.

And now, Murong Tian didn’t want to leave any chance of breathing for the mad dog who had just bitten him.

Fang Chen coughed twice on the ground not far away.

If anyone could see the expression on Fang Chen’s face with all the fatigue and drooping eyes at this moment, he would be horrified to find out.

He was actually laughing.

Qing Xiaojian flew up, Murong Tian’s palm pointing to the sky.

Strands of cyan light turned into a layer of sword cyclone vortex; “Nine Heavens Seeking Immortal Jue; Taiqing Ten Thousand Swords!”.

“Finally opened up?”.

Fang Chen slowly got up.

Layers of red blood crawled on the eyeballs, looking hideous and terrifying.

The aura on Murong Tian’s body became more and more terrifying.

The strength of the blue light sword aura condensed above his head can feel a glare of pain just by looking at it.

What a fierce sword intent is that!

“Senior Brother Murong actually succeeded in cultivating Taiqing Wanjian?”.

“What an amazing Senior Brother Murong! At such an age, he has successfully cultivated the Taiqing Wanjian. I remember the one who can successfully practice Taiqing Wanjian at this age…”.

“It seems that there are only ethereal fairies.”

The discussion sounded one after another.

At this moment, with the momentum gathered under Murong Tian’s rage, even the guests in the audience were shocked.

“What a strong martial arts, this wave of fluctuation, even if it is a hard-shaking hot weapon, is it enough?”.

Leng Ran’s voice slowly sounded from the high platform.

Murong Tian walked towards Fang Chen step by step, the violent wind and waves of sword aura in his hand were brewing in the void, with a strong killing intent on his face;

“Fang Chen”.

“You come to my nine days to find the fairy pavilion to find trouble, come to provoke you, without seeing the fairy pavilion, assault my fairy pavilion elder, and make a noise on my Murongtian wedding ceremony.”

“These, you are hard to redeem.”

“Die”.

After the energy accumulation was completed, Murong Tian pointed to Fang Chen in his palm.

At this moment, the situation suddenly moved, even if it was Huang Bufan, who was watching the match with a live broadcast at the foot of the mountain, he clenched his fists nervously.

Murong Tian’s intrepidity even faintly exceeded the expectations of the Lord of Changquan.

“Boy Fang, hold on…”.

…

Thousands of virtual light swords fell fiercely from the air, Fang Chen slowly raised his head, only a huge shadow was left in front of him.

The sun seems to be obscured.

Full of pressure.

Jiu Ran below the stage desperately wanted to escape the control of the maids and rush to the high stage, but those people also stubbornly held her to prevent Fang Jiuran from moving.

“Chen’er…”.

Her hoarse shouts caught Fang Chen’s attention.

Fang Chen smiled, and the silver spear fell into his hand;

“The last blow, right? Haha…”.

The next moment, in Murong Tian’s mouth with a mocking expression.

The overwhelming sword light smashed down.

Fang Chen’s figure seemed to be swallowed by a huge mouth in the abyss.

Boom, boom, boom——

“Fang Chen”.

In the audience, Mr. Wu, Lin Tian and others clenched their fists nervously.

At this moment, no one knew whether Fang Chen could survive under that devastating wave of offensive.

Murong Tian looked coldly at the place where explosions were constantly coming from, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth was even worse;

“Fang Chen, go on the road obediently”.

“This time you came to my fairy pavilion and clamored and provoked. Thousands of teachers present were all looking at him.

Ha ha.

Fang Chen can be said to be the psychological shadow of Murong Tian.

In the rainy night that day, Fang Chen finally had a calm and hateful look in his eyes, which made Murong Tian unable to sleep well for several days.

He is not a person who likes to cut weeds and roots.

For Murong Tian, ​​a proud man of heaven, he prefers to keep his former opponents and enemies alive so that they can witness their own growth.

Let them realize the gap between each other.

He likes to be an existence that no one else can look up to in this life.

He likes to be the shadow of others’ hearts.

However, Fang Chen was an exception.

For this Fang Chen, Murong Tian only had fierce killing intent.

Fortunately, this Fang Chen came to the door by himself.

Moreover, the self-defeating kid should be completely dead in his own Taiqing Wanjian.

“ended”.

Murong Tian waved his sleeve robe and just turned around.

Suddenly a golden light appeared in front of him in an instant, after the gentian-bright silver gun was transformed into a gilt-golden color.

At this moment, the smile on Murong Tian’s face completely solidified.

The spear was thrown out by Fang Chen at no time.

The speed is like riding a rocket!

In the blink of an eye, he came to Murong Tian’s face.

He gathered all his true energy to defend, but he had just performed a killer move, and even Murong Tian’s face was a little pale.

It is inevitable that some successors are weak.

In this case, the shadow of this long spear almost brought Murong Tian a death threat.

Looking at the figure chasing from the dust of the explosion.

Murongtian was even more horrified; “How is it possible?, how can you not die?”.

The exclamation was enough to represent the aspirations of the vast majority of people who watched the game.

Yes! How could Fang Chen not die?

Looking at the figure coming next to him, Murongtian’s eyes almost jumped out, his face full of incredible color.

Fang Chen’s expressionless face was just a little paler.

On the surface of his body, a transparent light curtain finally slowly shattered.

Click–

Just at the moment of the moment, with the help of the absolute defense of the Yanhuang Seal.

Fang Chen successfully blocked Murong Tian’s ultimate move.

And his last hole card, that only one offensive!

It was finally opened.

Murong Tian’s scalp was numb with the extreme sharpness coming from the gilt golden tip of the gun.

This blow!

Under normal circumstances, it shouldn’t be what a real martial arts master can display.

“This is the real…it’s over.”

Fang Chen’s clenched fist slowly loosened, his eyes fixed on the shadow of the gun that rushed towards Murong Tian.

Looking at the golden gun shadow, he wanted to break Murong Tian’s stomach directly.

At this moment, the strongest disciple of the younger generation of Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Master, save me”.