Thousandth and Thirty-third chapter, the emergence of Shenjin

The man is a middle-aged man in his early forties, his face is as tough as a knife, but his eyes have a somewhat playful look, with a light scum, he looks like a middle-aged man who has been trapped for a long time. .

"Young man, pretty good." The middle-aged man looked at Zhuo Bufan and nodded slightly.

Zhuo Bufan looked at the opponent, he did not know him, but it seemed that the opponent was not an enemy, and said, "I don't know the name of the senior?"

With his strength, he didn't even notice his existence just now, indicating that the opponent's strength should not be weaker than him.

"My name is Fang Tangjing." The middle-aged man said lightly.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, but he had never heard of this person's name.

Sect Master Qingxuan stared at Fang Tang Jing, but frowned tightly. From this simple and unpretentious man, he actually felt a breath that surprised him.

"I said you bullied a young man a lot of age, do you want to be shameless?" Fang Tangjing stared at Sect Master Qingxuan, and suddenly spit on the ground, "It's really not ashamed. If this young man gives him another three years At the time, killing you is like cutting a chicken and a duck. You are embarrassed to bully others now?"

"Who are you?" Sect Master Qingxuan asked, staring at him with some caution.

"Fang Tang Jing, the owner of the Vermilion Bird Museum."

The middle-aged man said again.

Zhuo Bufan was taken aback for a moment. There were three martial arts halls on the Wu League, namely Qilin Wu Guan, Qinglong Wu Guan, and Suzaku Martial Art Hall. The owners of the three martial arts halls were all top powerhouses in the Wu League.

"I care who you are, dare to care about my business, and I will die with you." Sect Master Qingxuan said angrily.

Fang Tangjing clasped his nostrils and bounced his nose with his fingers, "You think I was scared, haven't you seen a big snake poop?"

"court death."

After Sect Master Qingxuan said, he stretched out his hand and suddenly patted Fang Tang Jing.

Fang Tangjing punched out suddenly. This punch was ordinary, but it almost surpassed the existence of time and space. He punched Sect Master Qingxuan's palm with a punch. The two separated and at the same time stepped back.

Although this kind of contact was not as big as the movement just now, only Zhuo Bufan could see it. This kind of struggle was almost dangerous, and almost all of them used the foundation to fight.

Sect Master Qingxuan showed a surprised look, "Who are you?"

Fang Tangjing smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you just now? By the way, your time should be running out."

"How do you know?" Sect Master Qingxuan's expression changed again.

Fang Tangjing didn't finish speaking. He squeezed his fist, and hunting flames burned out of his body, covering his whole person, "Take you some time, I will also move my muscles and bones."

After all, Fang Tangjing turned into a flame, suddenly rushing like Qing Xuan, with the ultimate martial arts rhyme with every punch and kick, almost inevitable, and it drove the vitality of the world, and the air burst.

Sect Master Qingxuan also displayed the entire spell immediately. The two fought together, only to see the rocks flying everywhere and the trees uprooted.

"The martial arts spirit!"

Zhuo Bufan finally saw the true strength of Fang Tangjing. He is not a cultivator, but he has cultivated to the extreme of martial arts, at least the ultimate that can be understood by the blue star on the martial arts, a true god. The strong can also affect the vitality of heaven and earth, and the martial arts skills are even more subtle and extreme.

"Damn it." Sect Master Qingxuan couldn't help but yelled.

Fang Tangjing's speed was too fast, almost fighting against him, not giving him time to cast powerful spells.

People in the martial arts world who watched the battle finally saw Fang Tangjing’s cultivation skills and exclaimed: "Yes, it's the martial arts power! Isn't he the one?"

"It must be him, besides him, who else in Lan Guo has supernatural power."

"The legend is true, there is hope in martial arts."

Among the warriors, many of them had red eyes and tears streaming down their faces.

Since the people of the hidden gate appeared, the martial arts world was suppressed, and in the past few decades, the martial arts world has not appeared except for the grandmaster of Gang Jin or even the grandmaster of Huang Jijin. Everyone is full of doubts and worries about the future of martial arts.

But now seeing Fang Tangjing appear, it was like a road shrouded in darkness, a cluster of flames suddenly burned, illuminating the light of hope, and giving these warriors a direction for the future.

Fang Tangjing and Sect Master Qingxuan were fighting together. Zhuo Bufan wanted to intervene to help, but he sensed Fang Tangjing's divine will and hoped that he would not intervene.

Zhuo Bufan had to give up, and besides the battle just now, he also suffered internal injuries in his eyes.

The figures of Fang Tangjing and Sect Master Qingxuan have almost exceeded the speed of sound, ordinary people can no longer capture the two figures, even warriors and monks can only see the vague shadows, only Zhuo Bufan can clearly see the two of them The fighting situation.

Fang Tangjing actually pressed the Qingxuan Sect's main attack, and the other party could only be forced to greet him.

However, Zhuo Bufan knew that this was nothing more than Fang Tangjing's close hand-to-hand combat. If he really used powerful spells, Sect Master Qingxuan might not be overwhelmed.

The two collided once and separated again, and a deep mark appeared on the ground.

"Fang Tangjing, I remember you, wait for me to come out, and defeat you together." Sect Master Qingxuan stared at Zhuo Bufan, and immediately the figure turned into a little blue light, and it disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, showing a look of surprise.

Fang Tangjing stood on the spot, watching Sect Master Qingxuan'disappear', "I haven't gotten hooked yet, why did I run away? It's not fun at all, I just finished warming up."

Zhuo Bufan took back the sword at this time. There was a crack on the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, and he didn't know how long it would take to repair. He recovered his mind and immediately flew to Fang Tangjing's front and said respectfully: "Thank you, senior, for helping!"

"Hehe, even if I don't save you, the little guy, I'm afraid you won't die." Fang Tangjing smiled and looked at Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan's pupils contracted slightly. Indeed, he had a method of self-protection just now, but after using it, there was a great risk, and it would even lower his own cultivation level, leaving a mark on the Taoist heart. It was just Fang Tang Jing. Appeared, avoiding his use of the last secret method.

It's just that Zhuo Bufan was surprised that Fang Tangjing could even see this.

"Senior, why would you save me?" Zhuo Bufan asked the doubt in his heart.

"Because you and I are both from Lan Country, those people in the Hidden Door who want to come to Lan Country to make trouble, have to weigh their own strength." Fang Tangjing finished speaking, and continued: "Besides, you have a good potential, and you are not an ordinary person. Grow into a true king."

Zhuo Bufan saw that Fang Tang Jing was under his age. At the age of early forty, he had reached the top of his spirit, and he was almost at the pinnacle of the martial arts world on the Blue Star. It was nothing more than the enchantment among the geniuses.

"But remember, this time Sect Master Qingxuan appeared, it must have used some secret treasure, only the strength of the seventh layer, if his deity descends, even I may not be able to destroy him." Fang Tangjing frowned slightly. Said.