Fang Xiaoyu was not afraid at all in the face of the Hundred Damage Daoists, with a long roar, his momentum skyrocketed, and the phantom of the Great Sun appeared, and the Nine Yang Divine Skill was urged by Fang Xiaoyu to the extreme, and at the same time, the eighteen palms of the dragon descended and slapped out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The lifelike Canglong pushed round after round of Great Sun to bombard the Hundred Loss Dao people, but the Hundred Loss Dao people did not dare to be careless in the face of Fang Xiaoyu's supreme attack.

With an attack of this level like Fang Xiaoyu, if he didn't want to be hit, he was afraid that his life would be lost on the spot.

However, in the end, the Hundred Losses Dao people are the darlings of an era, and their strength is the strongest, even in the face of such a powerful attack by Fang Xiaoyu, their expressions are still the same, of course, the Hundred Losses Dao people also have an awe-inspiring expression, and a world of ice and snow appears behind the Hundred Losses Dao people, and the looming glacier suddenly affects the Canglong who is driving the Great Sun.

The terrifying energy swept in all directions, and a side hall next to the two of them was shocked by the impact of the energy, and it shook for a while, and it collapsed with a loud bang.

Between the dust, Fang Xiaoyu's figure flickered, and the Hundred Losses Daoist was breathing a little short.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng slapped his palm on Master Kalu's head, and saw blood flowing out of Master Kalu's seven orifices, and the big handprint had just fallen on Zhang Sanfeng's chest and lost his strength.

A soft energy sent Master Kalu's body into the distance, and Zhang Sanfeng came in a long robe, staring at the Hundred Damage Daoist who was confronting Fang Xiaoyu with burning eyes.

Zhang Sanfeng showed a look of surprise between his eyes and said in a long voice: "Hundred Damage Dao people, I didn't expect you to cheat to death in the past, but the old Tao was deceived by you." ”

Back then, Zhang Sanfeng had mentioned to Song Yuanqiao that the Hundred Losses Daoist had been sitting, but at that time, Zhang Sanfeng thought that the Hundred Losses Daoist had been seated, but he didn't expect that the Hundred Losses Daoist was not sitting, but cheated to death.

Now that he will appear in the Great Yuan Palace, I really don't know what secrets there are between the Hundred Losses Daoist and the Great Yuan Imperial Court, just by looking at the appearance of the Hundred Losses Daoist in the Great Yuan Palace, you can understand why the two elders of Xuan Ming will serve the Great Yuan in the Ruyang Palace.

The Hundred Losses Daoist is very strict, even the two disciples don't know that he is still in the world, in the past, the Hundred Losses Daoist cultivation reached the half-step Grandmaster, and after decades, he broke through to the Grandmaster realm.

I just don't know which of the two is stronger or weaker than Zhang Sanfeng.

The Hundred Losses Daoist glanced at Zhang Sanfeng and said: "The vicissitudes of time, the little monk in the past, today has grown into a generation of grandmasters. ”

Zhang Sanfeng bowed slightly, in terms of seniority, the Hundred Losses Daoist is a generation higher than Zhang Sanfeng, and in terms of age, it is much older, it can be said that in this Yitian world, in addition to Zhang Sanfeng, it should be a Hundred Losses Taoist.

The two of them were there to catch up, Fang Xiaoyu was to restore the consumed internal breath, Jiuyang Divine Skill was endless, and a few breaths recovered.

You must know that Fang Xiaoyu's blow consumed a lot of internal breath, if it weren't for the speed of Jiuyang Divine Skill to restore internal breath, I am afraid it would take a while to recover.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng stared at the Hundred Losses Daoist and said: "Hundred Losses Daoist, you are also a generation of martial arts seniors, why do you favor Meng Yuan now, Meng Yuan's energy is exhausted, don't you want to block the general trend of the world?" ”

The Baiyi Daoist laughed and said: "I don't understand what the general trend Lao Dao does, but Lao Dao owes Kublai Khan a favor and promises to help Emperor Mengyuan make a move, so this time Lao Dao can't stand by." ”

Fang Xiaoyu heard this: "Since this is the case, then let's fight." ”

While speaking, Fang Xiaoyu said to Zhang Sanfeng: "Sanfeng Zhenren, if you help me sweep the formation, let me fight with the Hundred Losses Daoist." ”

Zhang Sanfeng said with a sigh, and the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable slowly retreated to the side.

The Baiyi Daoist glanced at Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Junior, you are not the opponent of the old man, let's let Zhang Laodao come." ”

Fang Xiaoyu didn't answer, he pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the Dugu Nine Sword was unleashed, and the extremely powerful sword qi turned into a rain of swords and shrouded the Hundred Damage Daoists.

One of the palms of the Hundred Losses Daoist danced like a fan, and the shadow of the palm in the sky did not leak a drop of water that supported itself.

Even if the Dugu Nine Swords are subtle, but the Hundred Losses Dao people have a trick at their fingertips, Fang Xiaoyu has no tricks to break, and the Dugu Nine Swords are extremely exquisite, and the Hundred Losses Dao people have to deal with it with all their attention.

The two fought in the palace, you came and went, and everywhere they passed, the palaces were affected and became a ruin.

From time to time, the phantom of the glacier and the phantom of the dragon and the great sun flashed in the air, and every collision burst into a roar, as if it was a thunderstorm in the nine heavens.

Fighting hundreds of moves, Fang Xiaoyu found that if it continued like this, he was afraid that even if the battle lasted for a day and a night, he might not be able to distinguish the winner from the loser, it was really too strong for the Hundred Losses Dao people, even if he wanted to exhaust the internal breath of the Hundred Losses Dao people, it was very difficult.

As soon as his mind moved, he saw the thousand-year-old lightning strike wooden magic sword appear in Fang Xiaoyu's hand, since the normal martial arts had no effect on the Hundred Damage Dao people, then in another way, he didn't believe that he couldn't deal with the Hundred Damage Dao people.

Silently reciting in his heart, he suddenly shouted in his mouth: "Heavenly lightning strike"

The mana in Fang Xiaoyu's body poured into the magic sword, and he immediately heard a thunderbolt from the sky, and a thunderbolt with a thick arm slashed towards the Hundred Damage Dao people out of thin air.

The Hundred Losses Dao Man was taken aback by this sudden and bizarre Heavenly Thunder, but in the end, it was an experienced Grandmaster powerhouse, and he saw a hazy cold air appear on the Hundred Losses Daoist's fleshy palms, as if a crescent moon was pushed out by the Hundred Losses Dao People, as if the materialized energy was blocking the thunder of the day.

Suddenly, the cold qi dispersed, and the heavenly thunder blasted away the Xuanming true qi, but the masculine power contained in itself was also exhausted, and it fell on the Hundred Damage Dao people, and even the Gang Qi released from it could not break through.

Zhang Sanfeng's face also showed a little surprise, when he was dealing with Ba Sipa, Zhang Sanfeng had seen Fang Xiaoyu's method of using palm thunder, and now Fang Xiaoyu was able to attract heavenly thunder, which somewhat broke Zhang Sanfeng's understanding of the world.

Although there are legends in the world about palm thunder and heavenly thunder, as long as the head is normal, everyone knows that these are just legends and cannot be taken seriously.

But now Fang Xiaoyu really attracted the heavenly thunder, the appearance of the heavenly thunder was too abrupt, and he went straight to the hundred loss Dao people, if you want to say that the day of the thunder was not recruited by Fang Xiaoyu, I am afraid that the hundred loss dao and Zhang Sanfeng will not believe it.

The Hundred Losses Daoist stared at Fang Xiaoyu with a gloomy face and said, "Junior, what kind of means are you. ”

I'm not afraid that you're strong, I'm afraid that you'll show strange attack methods, if it's a martial arts fight, a hundred damage Dao people are not afraid of anyone, even if they are as strong as Zhang Sanfeng, he can fight calmly, this is where his confidence lies in his retreat for tens of nearly a hundred years.

The key Fang Xiaoyu's inexplicable heavenly thunder made the Hundred Losses Daoist not know what was going on, he had no bottom in his heart, and for the first time he showed a little consternation.

It is not uncommon for a hundred damage Dao people to be able to block the blow of the heavenly thunder Fang Xiaoyu, it has reached the realm of the grandmaster, the internal breath is released, if the internal breath is strong enough, it can even form a protective body qi, and it is normal to use it to resist the heavenly thunder.

After all, the heavenly thunder is just an aggregate of energy, and it is not much different from the internal breath, as long as the internal breath is strong enough, it is natural to block the heavenly thunder.

Sneering at the Hundred Damage Daoist, the magic sword in Fang Xiaoyu's hand slowly stabbed out towards the Hundred Damage Daoist, and a peach talisman appeared in his hand.

The peach talisman took off his hand and flew towards the Hundred Damage Daoist, and drank in his mouth: "Fire!" ”

A ball of fire burst out, and I saw that the peach talisman turned into a raging flame and devoured the Hundred Damaged Daoists.

At least the flames of thousands of degrees of heat devoured the Hundred Damaged Dao people, and the flames were blazing, even a pile of steel was about to be turned into molten iron, not to mention a mortal fetus.

However, from the flames, a long howl of a hundred damaged Daoists suddenly sounded: "Extinguish me!" ”

The terrifying cold wave spread around the Hundred Damaged Dao people, and there was a sizzling sound from the flames, and in the blink of an eye, the flame was extinguished, and it was stunned by the Hundred Damaged Dao people and even the Yin to Cold Xuan Ming Inner Breath to disperse.

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw such a situation, in order to reach the realm of a grandmaster, although the attack method was not as dazzling as that of a cultivator, the power could not be underestimated.

He can now say that his mana is not inferior to that of Uncle Jiu, and the Dao method he uses does not dare to resist even ordinary ghosts, but the Hundred Damage Dao people can resist the thunder and disperse the flames.

First the heavenly thunder, and then the art of resisting fire, the Hundred Damage Dao people were jealous of Fang Xiaoyu, because he didn't know if Fang Xiaoyu had other weird methods, after all, the attack methods that Fang Xiaoyu had used had never appeared, which was unguardable.

If it weren't for his strength being strong enough to resist completely, he would have been easily wiped out if he was an ordinary innate powerhouse.

This time, two peach talismans appeared in Fang Xiaoyu's hands, and when he saw those two peach talismans at first glance, the momentum of the Hundred Loss Daoist suddenly skyrocketed, and his whole body was full of anger, with a look of vigilance.

It was really Fang Cai's peach talisman that left too deep an impression on him, and now Fang Xiaoyu actually took out two at once, which had to cheer him up.

The two peach talismans flew out of their hands, one turned into a ball of water and poured it towards the Hundred Damage Daoist, the Hundred Damage Daoist couldn't help but be stunned, they all said that the water and fire were ruthless, and the powerful Hundred Damage Daoist had already seen the flame, but Fang Xiaoyu summoned such a puddle of water, it seemed that it couldn't hurt him at all.

After confirming that the water was non-toxic and harmless, the Hundred Damage Daoist dispersed his anger and laughed at Fang Xiaoyu: "Junior, do you want the old man to take a bath?" ”

The Hundred Losses Daoist stood in the stagnant water, his face arrogant, as if he was laughing at Fang Xiaoyu's attack method that could not threaten him.

However, at this moment, Fang Xiaoyu's eyes showed disdain and drank: "Thunder and lightning, fall"

Suddenly, I saw that the peach talisman burst open, and a cloud of thunder light fell, this time the thunder light was not concentrated together like the lightning strike that day, and it slashed towards the hundred damage Dao people, but all fell into the stagnant water.

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