Chapter 391: Furious

It is the custom of the Changkong clan to unite with all kinds of martial arts.

In this custom, each surname and each lineage will send five geniuses of different realms to serve as military attachés for the assessment of the martial arts of all lines.

As for whether he will be selected and which level he will guard, it needs to be considered through a competition. The stronger one will win!

It is recognized that the military attachés in the thirty-sixth level assessment are all the strongest in each realm, and they are well-deserved leaders, so they are also called Shi Wuhou.

What's special is that the military attachés in the thirty-sixth level can be replaced by testers.

And if the Marquis of Shi Wu in Level 36 persists from the beginning to the end, he will be crowned the king.

King Shiwu!

It is for this reason that one person from each surname and lineage must be chosen first.

Back then, Fang Yang had become the representative of the third-level cultivator of the Fang lineage with his undoubted ability and talent.

In other words, in the dream of stars, there is only one person who can represent the fifth-level cultivator of the Fang surname in the battle.

Under the interference of interests, Fang Yuedong, Fang Yueze, Fang Anran and others were unwilling to have "Fang Yuesheng" take the lead.

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The battlefield for the internal confrontation within the Fang family is still placed in the [Nine Heavens Taihui Yaoguang Cave].

Invariably, everyone's gaze shifted to the battlefield of fifth-level practitioners.

"boom!"

In the sky, the golden divine light spreads, like a vast ocean tilting, rushing in all directions, majestic and squeezing in all directions.

Many people couldn't open their eyes, it was so bright there.

The rumble of a chariot was heard, and a figure gradually emerged.

His left hand is behind his back and his right hand holds an ancient golden spear.

The golden ancient spear is dazzling, as if it is condensed with boundless fire, carrying out the will of the sun, burning all things, giving people a creepy feeling.

Fang Yang appears!

He was like an ancient warrior, with golden brilliance covering his body, making it impossible for people to look directly at him. He was so gorgeous and dazzling that he was unstoppable.

"It's not a good thing to come."

This is the first thought in the minds of many Erlangs named Fang.

Just because the person in front of me is obviously just a person who is looking for his roots and returning to his ancestors.

But he still maintains his aggressive wild and animalistic nature.

Such a dominating aura should not have arisen from him.

But unfortunately, it just appeared on him.

It can be seen from here that he actually does not have much respect for everything in the clan.

"Crazy." The pale golden light in Fang Yuedong's eyes swelled, and the red gold feather fan in his hand buzzed and trembled, its roots like swords, and seemed to fly upside down.

"I don't know how thick the sky is." Fang Anran's voice was cold, and the sword scabbard behind his back rippled invisiblely, like a golden lion opening its eyes and roaring, trembling in all directions.

"Haha, being arrogant requires skill." Fang Yueze smiled lightly.

A black divine light emerged from his body, like a black hole emerging, with a powerful attraction, swallowing up the boundless wind and destroying the ancient trees and mountains.

At this moment.

Fang Yang's appearance aroused the fear of Zhu Qiang named Fang.

Fang Yang himself knew this very well.

But he didn't do anything because it was his intention.

After all, he has been exposed to the public, so he might as well just make a big fuss and get more attention.

Genius is always eye-catching.

If it attracts attention, it is difficult to do evil things.

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The world is vast and stretches as far as the eye can see.

Among the mountains and ridges, the roars of beasts are disturbing and disturbing.

"when--"

An extremely loud bell vibrated, resounding in all directions, causing countless birds to fly up in fright, and Zhu Qiang, also named Fang, tightened his expression.

The fighting has officially begun.

At the corner of the east, Fang Yuedong's eyes flashed and he gently waved the red gold feather fan in his hand.

In an instant, the wind stirred up fire, burning fiercely, gathering into a huge fire bird as grand as a mountain, and slaying it away with overwhelming power.

In just one moment, the three competitors disappeared and retreated.

In the corner of the south, Fang Anran stepped on the Qiankun Step and soared into the sky with his majestic sword intent. The clanging sword sound was like the roar of a nine-headed lion, roaring in all directions.

Visible to the naked eye, each competitor is deadlocked in place, their souls unclear.

In the west corner, Fang Yueze had a ferocious smile on his face, and he kept swinging his fists, like dragons. The air waves surged, and thousands of air wave dragons emerged and washed away in all directions.

Under his iron fist, ancient trees dissipated, mountains shattered, and everything seemed to be succumbing.

As for Fang Yang, he firmly occupied the northern corner.

Fang Yang looked calm and his face was gentle.

However, every time he thrust out the golden ancient spear, a piece of golden divine light spread out, annihilating all directions.

He is very relaxed and has a sense of indifference.

But under his spear, countless competitors were stunned.

His performance really surprised everyone.

In the end, only Fang Yang and Fang Yuedong were left on this battlefield.

"Wait a minute, are Fang Yueze and others going to besiege Fang Yuesheng?" Everyone looked up suddenly.

Just because in the void, three flowing light rainbows flew across the sky, carrying the aura of destruction that destroyed everything, heading straight to the north, with murderous intent.

Fang Yuedong, Fang Anran and Fang Yueze, these three people are all top figures of the younger generation with the surname Fang today.

Each one of them has extremely terrifying strength.

It is absolutely no problem to fight against the ancient wild beasts in the same realm.

So now, seeing the three of them working together to deal with Fang Yang, everyone else was horrified.

"Yue Sheng, let me see what you are capable of."

The elder of the clan stood on a mountain top, his eyes deep: "If you can't even deal with the three of them, how can you fight with 'Young Master Sen' Sen Zhenlong?"

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In the sky, there were roars.

Fang Yueze attacked with a pair of iron fists, and his magnificent blood was even more frightening. He repeatedly stood in the front.

Fang Yuedong's eyes were terrifying, and the feather fan in his hand was waving non-stop. The red and purple divine light was surging, like a mountain torrent, blocking Fang Yang's way.

Fang Dongran drew his sword, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, accumulating but not releasing, like a nine-day poisonous scorpion, insightful, and ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

"Haha, interesting, interesting."

Even though powerful enemies were around and dangerous, Fang Yang did not show any retreat.

At this moment, he laughed loudly, and a golden ancient spear burst into divine light, constantly stabbing out, rumbling, and endless golden hurricanes rose up. He defended so hard that no water could get in.

In a faint moment, he even seemed to be somewhat calm and composed.

His appearance stunned the others.

"How dare he be so presumptuous?"

Yes, how could he be so calm and even wanton under the joint attack of Fang Yuedong, Fang Yueze and Fang Anran.

...

"What are you pretending for?!"

Fang Yuedong's face was ferocious, and the golden light in his eyes suddenly increased.

Although they were cousins, he was the first to use a killing move.

He suddenly waved the feather fan in his hand, and the red light was like the sea, roaring violently, with thunder and lightning, and the power was so great that the whole world seemed to turn red.

Seeing this, Fang Yueze and Fang Anran followed one after another.

Fang Yueze's body suddenly surged with blood and energy, and the blood and energy rushed into the sky, squeezing one side, containing six world phantoms, surrounded by mist.

In an instant, his figure changed, with three heads and six arms, a terrifying body, strong and majestic, and a face like a demon.

He punched out, and his blood and energy roared like a real dragon, crashing into the void and bursting.

"Clang!" Fang Anran drew his sword, and the sound of the sword seemed to shake the mountains and rivers, shocking everyone in the distance.

At this moment, everyone turned their eyes to Fang Yang.

Many people even secretly broke out in a cold sweat for him.

...

There is no way out in the world.

The raging wind blew Fang Yang's black hair backwards.

This situation is too dangerous.

Even the elders of the clan couldn't help but tremble and sweat on their backs when they saw it.

But strangely, Fang Yang's face was still calm.

It was not calm at all.

Bang——

Fang Yang waved the golden ancient spear, and a bright golden light bloomed and expanded on the spear tip.

In an instant, the golden light surged, forming a golden Tai Chi diagram, which was ordinary, even a little too ordinary.

The golden Tai Chi diagram was not big, only able to wrap Fang Yang's body, and it rotated rapidly, like a mysterious cave, with mysteries inside, fixing the four directions.

"How is it possible?!"

Fang Yuedong's pupils suddenly shrank, and a storm of waves rose in his heart.

Fang Yueze's fists froze, and a little cold sweat flowed from his cheeks.

Fang Anran was not much better, and his hand holding the sword was shaking slightly.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, just watching the golden Tai Chi diagram swallow everything.

And if they were not mistaken, the spells that constituted the golden Tai Chi diagram were actually the Fiery Fire and Thunder spells? !

But aren't the Fiery Fire and Thunder spells both very ordinary spells? How can they have such terrible potential? !

"No, retreat quickly."

After the three people performed their killing moves, they would inevitably fall into a state of depression.

But Fang Yang, who was fighting against them, was still as vigorous as a dragon and a tiger, and his spirit was soaring to the sky.

At this moment, the elders and other onlookers were shocked, watching Fang Yang flying freely and hunting down his enemies.

"Hiss!"

It was like the sound of tearing paper.

The golden ancient spear pierced through Fang Yuedong, swept past Fang Yueze, and nailed Fang Dongran.

All three of them were locked on the steep cliff by Fang Yang, unable to move, and fell into a dying state, extremely weak.

Not to mention Fang Yang, even a three-year-old child with a sword could take their lives!

"I lost, I just lost like this?!"

Fang Yuedong's eyes were no longer sharp, Fang Anran's mouth was no longer cold, and Fang Yueze's iron fist no longer had a divine light.

The three of them fell into silence at the same time, without saying a word.