Fortune Shrine

Chapter 113 Repelling the enemy with one move (please recommend)

"Brother Leng, that's how things are."

The disciple replied truthfully, but then he glanced at Fang Yi again, and said in a more emphatic tone: "Brother Leng, you must be the master for our disciples of Qi Yunfeng."

"That's right! Fang Yi relied on his cultivation to directly attack and hurt people. I ask Senior Brother Leng to be the master for us."

The rest of Qi Yunfeng's disciples also echoed.

"Nonsense, it was your people who injured our Qingyun Peak people first, so it's easy to bully us Qingyun Peak people."

"So what if you bully you guys? What's so great about you guys at Qingyun Peak? Feng Yiyi, who ranks first, belongs to our Qi Yunfeng, and Lin Shaohan, who ranks the highest among the new disciples, also belongs to our Qi Yunfeng."

"So what, it's as if you're talking about yourself."

"..."

As more and more disciples gathered around, the disciples from the two peaks refused to give in to each other, and the scene instantly became a quarrel.

This was originally a very simple matter, but now it has risen to a dispute between the three peaks.

Fang Yi frowned slightly. Although he had no interest in the dispute between the three peaks, he was not prepared to let these people hurt Fatty easily.

"Fang Yi, right! I've heard of you. Could it be that you have been in the limelight recently, and you can bully Qi Yunfeng?"

Leng Xingkong's face turned cold, and his expression was extremely arrogant.

He is self-confident that he has cultivated himself, and his ranking on the leaderboard is much higher than Fang Yi, so he naturally doesn't take Fang Yi seriously, and in front of so many disciples, he is also willing to stand out, enjoying this kind of being sought after like a hero a feeling of.

"That's right, do you think we, Qi Yunfeng, won't be able to beat you if you're on the leaderboard?"

Several of Qi Yunfeng's disciples responded one after another, and Leng Xingkong stood up for them, and he was immediately full of confidence.

"Who hurt Fatty?"

Fang Yi's icy voice sounded, he actually ignored Leng Xingkong directly, and looked at those disciples with icy eyes.

Leng Xingkong's eyes were fixed, and there was a trace of anger on his face. It was obvious that Fang Yi's behavior had angered him.

As one of the most powerful group in the outer sect, he has never been flattered and hugged wherever he goes, and when has he been so ignored by others.

"Since no one answered, then all of you will be counted."

Fang Yi's cold voice sounded again.

After speaking, everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, and a figure quickly shuttled back and forth, and then there were several loud noises of "bang bang bang", and those few Qi Yunfeng's disciples were all knocked away several meters away, with heavy blows. He fell to the ground.

Before everyone realized what was going on, Fang Yi had already returned to the original place, as if he had never moved.

"Bold Fang Yi, you dare to commit murder in front of me."

Leng Xingkong was furious, Fang Yi's behavior was tantamount to hitting him in the face, how could he bear it.

The crowd of onlookers obviously didn't expect Fang Yi to be so domineering, and he would strike at the slightest disagreement, all of them were shocked.

"In front of you? Which onion are you?" Fang Yi snorted coldly.

As soon as the words came out, the crowd seemed to think they had heard it wrong, and looked at Fang Yi in disbelief.

If you don't give Leng Xingkong face like this, it is estimated that there will be no second one in the entire outer door, and many people even shook their heads, feeling sorry for Fang Yi's ignorance.

"Okay, very good, I'll let you see which onion I count."

At this moment, Leng Xingkong's entire face had turned livid, and the long sword in his hand shot out directly, attacking Fang Yi.

In the outer sect, no one had ever dared to ignore him like this and not give him face, and in front of so many people, he swore that today he must let the other party know how powerful he is.

"Fang Yi, let me see why you are so arrogant."

Leng Xingkong gave a cold shout, and a majestic sword energy shot out, as if it was about to tear the sky apart, extremely violent.

"The twelfth level of the Linghai! Didn't Leng Xingkong reach the peak of the eleventh level of the Linghai two days ago? He broke through again."

There were powerful disciples in the crowd, who could see Leng Xingkong's cultivation at a glance, and his face was full of shock.

"No way! Leng Xingkong has broken through the twelfth level of the Linghai, the lower level is miserable."

"Tsk tsk, isn't Senior Brother Leng's ranking on the leaderboard going to increase again!"

When Qing Yunfeng's disciples heard about it, they all looked worried, especially Fatty, who didn't expect to attract Leng Xingkong, and blamed himself endlessly.

In the scene, Fang Yi was probably the calmest.

Not to mention those who just broke through to the twelfth level of Linghai, even the peak powerhouses of the twelfth level of Linghai killed two of them, and they were all first-class old monsters.

Leng Xingkong is nothing in front of them, even less in Fang Yi's eyes.

"Get out of here!"

Fang Yi yelled loudly, and took a step directly, the world trembled, the blue sword shot out quickly, and the vast chill spread instantly, like a blizzard attack.

Frost Sword Intent!

The crowd around immediately retreated as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

There are those who are weak and weak, unable to resist the chill, and a layer of hoarfrost has already faintly covered their hair.

"What a domineering ice sword intent, maybe someone will hit it now."

"Cut, no matter how powerful the Frost Sword Intent is, the gap in realm is bound to be irreparable."

In the field, I saw Fang Yi's long sword lightly slashed, and suddenly the sword energy was like a wave, crushing all the way with overwhelming force, like a mountain crushing the top, unshakable.

Leng Xingkong's complexion changed drastically. Facing this wave of sword waves, he felt like he was facing mountains, and they were icebergs.

His own sword energy attacking on it will not have much effect at all.

Are you going to lose?

No, it's impossible, the other party is only at the peak of the tenth level of the spiritual sea, and he doesn't believe it no matter what.

He went forward with all his strength.

boom!

Rumble!

The two domineering attacks collided violently, making a loud noise, and the entire sky seemed to shake.

The people who were close to each other were overturned by the aftermath of the impact.

Leng Xingkong retreated dozens of steps again and again before stabilizing his figure, but a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

But Fang Yi still stood there indifferently, like a normal person.

This!

The crowd was obviously stunned when they saw this scene, and looked at the field with their mouths wide open in horror, obviously unable to believe everything in front of them.

Even if Fatty, even if Fang Yi is full of confidence, he doesn't think that Fang Yi can defeat Leng Xingkong, who is at the [-]th level of Linghai, but the fact is now in front of him.

The whole square was silent.

It wasn't until a moment later that the fat man jumped up excitedly.

The crowd also gradually recovered from the shock.

"Damn, am I dazzled, Fang Yi actually repelled Leng Xingkong?"

"It's not just repelling, Leng Xingkong seems to be injured, and Fang Yi only used one move."

"Tsk tsk, it's too hard to believe. Fang Yi is only at the tenth level of the spiritual sea. When he breaks through to the twelfth level of the spiritual sea, will it be okay?"

The crowd exploded in an instant, and the result shocked them no less than a magnitude [-] earthquake.

Who would have thought that Fang Yi, who was ordinary a few months ago, has reached such a level now.

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