Chapter 189 Wolf Ambitions
"Master of Thunder..."
Sen Wei's phoenix eyes lit up slightly, and she looked at Fang Yang for a second, and said in surprise: "You are now able to reach this state, which is really not bad."
She raised her head slightly, calm and composed.
The next moment, she tapped her jade hand lightly, and a little green light appeared, and then turned into a green lotus, spinning quietly.
On the lotus leaf, there were boundless sword energy, sword intent, and sword aura, which were slowly born.
They either became sword tigers or sword dragons, roaring in the air, so sharp that everyone in the field trembled and their hair stood on end.
Master of Sword!
The big tripod in front of Sen Wei was visible to the naked eye, all of which were silver-white, like a ferocious sword dragon.
Seeing this, everyone was terrified.
Except Fang Yang, no one did not take three steps back.
"Ayang, go on."
Sen Wei narrowed her eyes and smiled lightly, and patted the big tripod with her jade hand.
As he spoke, the big cauldron roared and blasted out, baring its fangs and claws like a sword dragon.
There was still a cold light from the Milky Way in the hall, illuminating the world.
Qing Mang was panicked, Mo Ran was pale, and Nan Yu was trembling.
"How arrogant." Fang Yang's eyes were calm.
There was heavy snow outside the hall, and silence inside.
The snow stopped and the sky became colder, and the sword sharper the heart.
This big cauldron, which seemed like a ferocious sword dragon, wanted to freeze Fang Yang into an ice cube and crush him in one fell swoop.
But Fang Yang did not retreat but advanced, and the dazzling purple lightning filled his body. He wanted to fight hard!
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he actually stepped forward and punched out, punching like a dragon, and the vast thunder shot in all directions.
Boom——
The majestic air wave suddenly rose, and the sword and lightning rolled.
This big cauldron was deadlocked in the air!
However, everyone in the field had red faces and short breaths, as if they were facing a life-and-death crisis.
They seemed to see a ball of orange-yellow fire suddenly appear in the void, burning more and more vigorously.
If they could hold on in the field, they would definitely gain something.
But the rolling sword energy and overflowing electric light made it difficult for them to breathe.
Go, go, don't go or die!
There is a great terror between life and death, and the young geniuses were frightened and ran away.
In the end, there were only nine masters left in the main hall, namely Qingmang, Mo Ran, Nan Yu and others.
But even so, Qingmang, Mo Ran, Nan Yu and others were forced to retreat to the corner, looking at Fang Yang and Sen Wei in the field in great shock.
"Fang Yang, can he actually compete with Sen Wei?"
The people in the field were stunned and looked at Fang Yang in disbelief.
Not to mention them, even the four old men hiding in the dark and other old antiques were also shocked and stared at Fang Yang in a daze.
Who is Sen Wei?
The daughter of the Great Saint!
The Holy Body of the Azure Lotus!
Because of Sen Yue, she even shared a lot of great luck, and could be called the crown prince of a region.
And what about Fang Yang?
Haha, Fang Yang has nothing to do with it!
Inside and outside the main hall, the formation was surging and roaring.
And the people in the field were fighting hard.
At this moment, Sen Wei's mouth curled up, feeling very interesting.
She raised her hands again, and the void was filled with green light, like willow branches flying all over the sky, overwhelming the sky.
Wood Dao Master!
Sen Wei is actually a master of the Wood Dao School and the Sword Dao School, a master of both schools!
Everyone was completely speechless, their eyes full of absurdity, and they looked at Fang Yang with great regret.
This is the attainment of a double master, even some Dao seeds are probably no more than this.
And thinking back to Sen Wei's age, how can it not be shocking?
Saying that she is a young Great Saint is absolutely not an exaggeration.
But when it comes to Senwei, it seems so reasonable.
At this moment, Nanyu, Mo Ran, Qing Mang, Lin Tianxue and others were all silent.
In the void, the cauldron roared continuously.
Fang Yang's face was calm, and he no longer guessed what Senwei wanted to do.
He only focused his eyes on the cauldron and Senwei's hand.
The hand was as white as jade, so transcendent, so absolute, and a circle of sacred halo surrounded it.
It seemed to have always been the master of people, ghosts, and gods, and the master of all things in the world.
It is irresistible and unsurpassable.
Fang Yang knew that among his peers, Senwei was the object that everyone had to look up to, and was an almost unbeatable opponent.
But now, this is a literary fight, not a martial arts fight.
He wants to win, and he has a chance to win!
At this moment, Fang Yang's mind was clear, and he suddenly had many insights about the Lei Dao School.
There was also a majestic force in his body, surging nearly ten times, a hundred times.
He resolutely took another step forward, his left foot pointed, his right foot fixed, and his hands pushed and swung with Tai Chi Cloud Hands.
In the void, a vast fire suddenly appeared, and a blazing fire eagle was born from it. It flapped its wings and turned into a roc.
Master of Fire Dao!
"How is this possible?"
Everyone lost their voices, dumbfounded, and there was an uproar.
No one thought that Fang Yang would also be a master of both schools.
But on both sides of Fang Yang, the purple lightning turned into a Kun fish, and the flames turned into a roc.
Such a spectacle made them have to believe it.
At this moment, Nan Yu, Mo Ran, Qing Mang, Lin Tianxue and others all felt that their bodies were torn apart.
They could accept that they were far inferior to Sen Wei, but they could not accept that they were inferior to Fang Yang.
Because Fang Yang's background was completely behind them, it was a world of difference!
"Bang——"
Inspired by this, in an instant, the formation in the hall rose up, stimulating a fierce murderous aura.
This fierce evil force actually forced Nan Yu, Mo Ran, Qing Mang, Lin Tianxue and others to retreat step by step.
No matter how unwilling you are to indulge them, you can only withdraw in embarrassment.
Even the view inside and outside the hall was chaotic and hazy. Only Sen Hui could observe the actions of Qing Fangyang and Sen Wei.
"Sister, Ayang..." Sen Hui clenched her little hands, with a slight cold sweat on her forehead.
There is no reason why Sen Hui is not worried or worried.
The former is the sister she is afraid of but is very close to.
The latter is the true love that she relies on and decides to accompany and support each other for the rest of her life.
Both of them are extremely important to her.
No matter who wins or loses, it doesn't matter to her.
It's just that now, this Wen Dou has a tendency beyond accident. Why doesn't she panic?
In the main hall, the light shines brightly.
At this moment, Senwei held her head proudly, like a high-ranking empress.
She put one hand behind her back and chuckled: "Fang Yang, I didn't expect you to be so capable, not bad, not bad."
Fang Yang smiled slightly: "Maybe..."
Suddenly, the two of them narrowed their eyes at the same time and remained silent.
At this moment, they all knew that they were not willing to be inferior to others.
Perhaps Senwei is far ahead now, but Fang Yang, who has already begun to show his prowess, is gradually showing signs of ambition to "take his place".
All in all, they all have a consensus that without Mori Hui as a bridge, they will face each other sooner or later.
This is incredible, why can Fang Yang fight against Sen Wei?
But Senwei had a feeling in her heart!
That's right. If not, why would Fang Yang be worthy of Sen Hui?
Thinking of this, Senwei raised the corner of her mouth, feeling very interesting, but she had no intention of suppressing Fang Yang because of it.
Because if anything happens to her and her brother, then Fang Yang can indeed cover up the world and support her sister Sen Hui.
but……