Chang Youfang's words are like a stubborn stone thrown into the pool, and suddenly stirred up a thousand waves, you can assert the existence of life and death of a top twenty monks on the martial arts list, isn't it the top ten, although Chang Youfang was born in a famous family, but he has never heard of the great power of the other party's family, according to the latest martial arts list at the beginning of the year, the first is still the palace master of Ling Tiangong, the second is the great god of the temple Qiongjing, the third is the first Zhuang Zhuang chief official Tianxiao, the fourth is a swordsman in the Southern Tang Dynasty, I don't know the name, only know that the knife is as red as blood, the fifth poem immortal Tang Yibai, the sixth is the old man surnamed Song that Su Wen saw in the Dusi Mansion, the seventh Tianshan Sword Pond Xu Yiren, and the eighth is Fuqin who came out of the Dao Tian, the ninth is also a famous figure in the past fifty years, and the tenth is a woman, named Luo Xiaosu, who was originally ranked tenth was her father Luo Su, who died in the hands of his daughter a year ago.

None of the top ten are surnamed Chang, but the person in the twentieth place is named Chang Changle, but since the Bige ranks Xuantie before the other party, it shows the gap between the two, but no one will think that Chang Youfang is bluffing, because the other party already has this strength, and has suppressed the realm three times to stay in Lichen, just to wait for the Daotian to open.

"It turns out that the person the Taoist priest said is your father, so fate, you should cultivate. Mo Xiuyuan nodded to himself, and the moment his palm slid across the cuffs, a wisp of Hongmeng qi emerged.

Chang Youfang sneered, and the tsunami-like pressure poured down again, this time even everyone in the stands vaguely felt a sense of urgency, and the disciples who were closer to it even had a hard time breathing, and the wall that had been thickened many times still couldn't withstand such a heavy pressure full of cracks, but fortunately, it was stopped in time, otherwise it would destroy a school yard again.

"Qin Jiaoxi, Xiao Youfang's Soul Plating Platform has become more and more proficient, it seems that you have put in a lot of effort, I think when he first entered the mansion, he almost lifted the Sanwen Pavilion. Wang Shaosheng squinted his eyes and said approvingly.

The female teacher who had attended the bamboo house in the back mountain clasped her hands on her chest, and quietly looked at the proud disciple in the field, her surname is Qin, called Qin Younu, she is a well-known beauty in the school, although she is over thirty years old, she is still graceful, how many men in Kyoto are eager to take it, and there is a woman named Qin Yulu who is her niece when she enters the exam, and her brother is Qin Yuan, the squire of the military department of the current dynasty.

"Dean Wang, since Mo Xiuyuan worships you as a teacher, he must have learned a lot of methods from you, can you tell me a word or two. Qin Younu asked softly, although she believed in Chang Youfang's strength very much, as far as the other party had fought for a few battles, except for that sword, there was no eye-catching, but the other party was Mo Xiuyuan after all, and she had studied with Wang Shaosheng for half a year, and these days she had been personally guided by the great god of the world, and she was extraordinary.

"Qin Jiaoxi, you don't have to take my words, I can still turn my elbow outward, after all, it is related to the interests of the school, I just don't want this old face and I have to give him the wrong people's children, but I haven't seen through this cheap apprentice at all, as for how many means he has, I can only say that even if Xiao Youfang wins this battle by luck, it will be very difficult. Wang Shaosheng sighed and looked at the mansion master on the high platform, if Chang Youfang didn't stop Mo Xiuyuan, then the academy would be really dangerous.

Qin Younu frowned, Mo Xiuyuan's admission to the mansion was a mistake in everyone's eyes, but the lord of the mansion spoke, who dared to say more, Wang Shaosheng had already said very politely, if that sword was still not the strongest means of the other party, I am afraid that only Jing Chuan would be able to defeat the other party, but this was not the reason why Chang Youfang should lose, because he was the chief of the academy at the moment, so he could only win.

The person who cultivates the fate does not cultivate the fate, and he has cultivated the fate for the world for three hundred years, and the two sleeves are lonely and the wind is lonely, so that the fate is close to the other side of the sky.

Mo Xiuyuan pointed to the ground with his hand, the wisp of Hongmeng Qi seemed to be a snake sliding out, it was not restricted by the plating platform at all, and in an instant it did not enter the foot of Chang Youfang, the latter's face was solemn, although there was nothing unusual, but there was always an illusion of chasing uneasiness because of the heart, and then it no longer stayed, the body flew up quickly, and the spiritual power seemed to gather to form a long river spread at the foot of Chang Youfang, and he stepped away in the air, his palm was open, and he was merging with the big hand in mid-air, The fingers on the ground suddenly raised, and in an instant Yinchuan was still, and after just half a breath, the water reversed and surged on the big hand, and it was immediately torn into pieces.

The big hand collapsed, Chang Youfang fell to the ground, a palm slapped on Mo Xiuyuan Tianling, the immortal held the top, pressed the other party's body into the ground, only one head was exposed, but Mo Xiuyuan's face remained unchanged, and a layer of turbid qi on the top of his head blocked the force that the other party continued to press, Chang Youfang immediately contracted his palm, and the pressure changed, and the old monk pulled out the weeping willow with both hands, and threw the other party out of the ground, galloping under his feet, standing still where Mo Xiuyuan landed, and the palms that probed into the air suddenly clapped together, and the two opposite forces hit one place with the opening and closing of the palm, and Mo Xiuyuan in the middle was like a ball of soft mud being wantonly played。

"I thought that Mo Xiuyuan had much ability, but he was not beaten by Senior Brother Chang and had no power to fight back. Someone booed and said that from the beginning to the present, Chang Youfang has always taken the initiative.

"Waste, fight back!" A child of an official family who spent a lot of money to buy this seat scolded angrily, he had pressed 100,000 taels of Mo Xiuyuan in Su Wen's casino earlier to win the first place, and when he came, he was still worried about the other party's fall, not only did he not fall but went further, and he was still boasting to his friends next to him about his 100,000 taels of foresight, and at this moment, his whole face was much more blue than the color of the spring floating algae in Guanhai Lake.

"The son of the Heavenly Dao who has been boasted about for so long is nothing more than that, and I feel that even I can beat him. ”

"Can you take so many beatings in the hands of Senior Brother Chang without dying? Then Mo Xiuyuan is already good, after all, resisting beatings is also a skill. ”

For a while, the sound of ridicule and sarcasm was endless, and they could only blame Mo Xiuyuan's starting point for being too high, and the high one made them feel unattainable, and at this moment, when they fell into the dust, everyone was willing to step on it.

"It's the first time I've seen such an embarrassed Mo Xiuyuan. Huang Yuehua said softly, she couldn't hear the praise or disapproval, but with an unspeakable amazement, no one could have the last laugh, the Eastern Jin Dynasty, which was the country of self-talking saints, did not fail to stop the Jin Ge Iron Horse of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"Embarrassed? That guy is having fun right now. Su Wen suddenly spoke, Huang Yuehua sighed lightly, and then noticed that Mo Xiuyuan's breath was not only stable, but even his hair was not scattered, but Chang Youfang, who had always taken the initiative, frowned more and more, and had increased the strength in his hand more than once, but he still couldn't really hurt the other party, and suddenly remembered that Mo Xiuyuan mentioned the Xuantie Daoist who couldn't fight back, isn't that exactly the case.

It was not Su Wen who could see this in the field, Qin Younu's gradually solemn expression was enough to explain the problem, since Chang Youfang entered the mansion, she had been studying by her side, she knew the other party best, this level of the spirit plated platform had exceeded the usual cultivation, but Mo Xiuyuan had not even collapsed except for his body being a little embarrassed.

"That iron suit is almost going to be tempered, and this way of cultivating the relationship is really domineering. Wang Shaochang breathed a sigh of relief, and the palm holding the railing was finally released, and a clearly visible palm print was imprinted on it, which was a little helpless, because the victory and defeat had been divided.

"Bang. ”

With a bang, Mo Xiuyuan slapped his palms left and right in the void, the churning qi was continuous, and a galloping wind hung above everyone's heads, and the intricate waves of spiritual power came to the case, Chang Youfang's palms were finally separated into a gap, and with Mo Xiuyuan's continuous palm power, the crack became wider and wider, and his body gradually stood still, like an ancient tree, let you wind from east to west, north and south, and insist that Qingshan would not relax.

"This iron cloth coat, return it to you. Mo Xiuyuan suddenly pointed at it, and the turbid aura poured out from his body poured out like maggots from his tarsal bones rushed to Chang Youfang, as if a shirt was worn on his body, the iron clothes weighed more than a thousand catties, and the ground was directly crushed into powder by Chang Youfang's soles at the moment when the iron clothes were formed, reaching up to the knees, a layer of cobwebs covered the entire school field in the blink of an eye, and the iron clothes that condensed the coercion of the Lingtai were all returned to him at this moment, and the crisp sound of the spine cracking was already heard, and Chang Youfang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his breath quickly wilted.

"The iron cloth of the Xuantiedao people is to restrain your father's plating, and you lost. Mo Xiuyuan said weakly, the consumption of his iron cloak tempering himself was also not small, but that iron cloak could crush Chang Youfang's spine in half an hour at most, so he didn't need to wait until that time.

"Senior Brother Mo, compared to this iron suit, I don't want to eat that guy in Jingchuan's fist. Chang Youfang suddenly sneered, and in an instant, an extremely majestic spiritual power emerged from his body, Mo Xiuyuan's complexion changed suddenly, and he fell to the ground irresistibly, and the inexplicable pressure made him have to rely on his hands to support the ground in order to barely be crushed to the ground, but Chang Youfang was even more difficult, and the weight seemed to not let go even of him, he was already carrying an iron coat, and it didn't take half an hour to break his spine at most.

The sense of oppression finally spread to the stands, and several people in the VIP seats fainted on the spot, like a dead dog sticking to the ground, as if a giant grinding plate was smashed from the sky, slowly rotating with Chang Youfang as the center, and everything was crushed and shattered everywhere he passed, even Mo Xiuyuan finally smashed to the ground, with blood flowing on his face.

"Don't let him stop. Wang Shaosheng stepped out to stop the collapse of the stands and shouted in a deep voice.

"He knows what he's doing. Qin Younu said indifferently, her clasped hands trembling quietly, "For the sake of the academy, he can't lose." ”

"Fart, it's not a child's turn to be in charge of the school's affairs. Wang Shaosheng shouted angrily.

However, at this moment, the grinding pan suddenly stopped, and everyone struggled to get up from the ground, but saw that in the center of the collapsed school field, Mo Xiuyuan was sitting cross-legged, his hair was scattered, his face was covered with blood, and the sackcloth had long since lost its original appearance, revealing a lot of scars, and Chang Youfang was lying in front of him, his eyes were looking at the sky, and a wisp of Hongmeng Qi slowly gushed out of his body.

"This is the fate of your cultivation. Chang You asked angrily.

Mo Xiuyuan retracted his Hongmeng qi, looked at the other party and chuckled: "Your immortal fate is immortal, I will accept the spirit plate." ”