Although it sounds familiar, I can't remember who it is for a moment.

...

Fang Junmei's figure did not stop and continued to fly forward, but his spiritual sense spread to its limit, but no figure was found.

Obviously, this is because the other party's spiritual sense is stronger. He has discovered him, but he cannot find him.

"Don't you stop me and want me to attack you?"

When someone comes to drink again, there is anger in his voice.

After a few more breaths, Fang Junmei's spiritual sense finally captured a figure and rushed towards him with a terrifying distance.

...

It turned out to be him?

Fang Jun's eyebrows were slightly stunned and finally stopped.

The monk who chased him was a human man wearing a white cloud brocade robe, tall and thin, in his early thirties, very handsome and delicate, with long eyebrows and starry eyes, and a soft outline.

The fair skin was a bit too white, and there was no trace of blood, giving people a sick feeling. There was a faint and melancholy look between their eyebrows, but at this moment, their eyes were extremely majestic.

It was Feng Junwang, the "Breaking Bad" he hadn't seen for many years!

Feng Junwang is now in the early stage of the supreme state.

Fang Junmei didn't know how difficult it was to hit the level of the ancestral orifice and how much opportunity it would take. But it was certain that Feng Junwang's impact speed was definitely not slow. This person was probably also a cultivator with repeated opportunities.

...

Feng Junwang saw him stopping, his expression also calmed down a little.

"No wonder the sound is familiar. It turns out that the senior has arrived."

Fang Junmei smiled and sent a message.

Feng Jun forgot to speak. After a few more flashes, he arrived more than ten feet in front of Fang Junmei, looking at him up and down, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Boy, you practice very quickly."

The wind forgets the way.

"By chance, I received some gifts and guidance from my seniors, and I also have the contributions from my seniors. I would like to thank the soul technique I gave back then."

Fang Junmei said modestly.

Things in this world are worn out in a lot, but they don’t wear flattery.

Feng Junwang seemed to disagree with this, but his expression slowed down a little, and he said, "I just gave it to you casually back then, but I missed it. I didn't expect you and the one named Daolang in the Troubled Times to make such a great reputation. Your diligence surprised me even more."

"Have you heard from Dao Lang? I haven't seen him for many years?"

Fang Junmei asked immediately.

"Is he not in the Eastern Holy Realm? I'm talking about the fact that you have reached the top ten of the four major holy realms before. I have never seen him since the Wanli Jungle that time."

The wind forgets the way.

Fang Junmei Yes.

...

"Stop talking nonsense, give me the poisonous stone wood!"

Feng Junwang reached out to signal.

Fang Jun's eyes flashed, and he didn't go to take it out, and asked, "Senior, are you planning to grab it?"

"What are you grabbing!"

Feng Junwang gave him a blank look and said, "That is the treasure of the Poison Shadow Evil Spirit Clan. That old guy is an old friend of mine. I'll bring it back for him. That thing has nothing to do with you. Don't make any decisions."

"Can you make friends with the Poison Shadow Evil Spirit?"

Fang Junmei asked again in surprise.

"Do you think they look stranger, and there is a word evil in their names. They are all evil demons. You can't make friends with them? Boy, if you think so, your mind will be too narrow."

Feng Junwang's eyes are bright.

"Thank you for your advice, senior."

A little stunned, Fang Jun bowed seriously.

"Take it."

Feng Junwang nodded, his tone became a little gentler.

Fang Junmei's eyes flashed again. When she thought of something, she smiled sly: "Senior, can you return the things to you, can you agree to a small request?"

Feng Junwang heard this, his eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "Boy, if you dare to speak loudly, I will kill you immediately! Don't think that there is any friendship between you and me."

"Senior, don't think too much. My request will never make you embarrassed."

Fang Jun smiled slightly, and a different kind of heroic look appeared in his eyes and said, "I want to have a move with my seniors and know how big is the gap between me and the early stage monks of the Zhiren."

The voice is loud and powerful.

...

When Feng Junwang heard this, his pupils condensed a little more, and his expressions looked at him were a little different.

It seemed to be surprised by his arrogance, and also admired his courage and courage.

Fang Junmei looked at him, and his expression was neither humble nor arrogant.

After a moment, Feng Junwang curled his lips and smiled meaningfully, "Boy, even if you have tried thousands of moves, I don't care. As long as you take it, but if you don't have that ability and I'm killed, no one can blame you. Don't expect me to let go."

"It's just that seniors need to come up with the most powerful means!"

Fang Junmei came back in a deep voice, her eyes were extremely firm, and her already straight backbone seemed to be more straight than ever before.

With a moment of temperament, Ang Zang rose into the sky.

Swish!

After the words came, Fang Junmei took out the long sword and retreated. The distance between the two was really close.

Feng Junwang nodded slightly when he saw it, his expression became a little serious.

...

After Fang Junmei retreated thousands of feet away and stood still, Feng Junwang signaled to him and asked him to take the move first.

Fang Junmei had no expression on his face. Without saying a word, he burned the breath of magic power and the breath of Taoist heart. His body was as if it was lit, and his whole body was shining with golden light, and his smoke and clouds were lingering. His aura was like a god coming from ancient times, and he hit Feng Junwang with a sword.

A sword can capture the stars in the sky.

When the sword came out, the void behind Fang Junmei was surging, and the earth under her feet flew up into the sky, as if it was carrying a piece of heaven and earth, and it was shot forward.

call--

Between heaven and earth, the wind in space whistles.

The huge gray sword edge was born out of thin air, hundreds of feet long as it was born, and it was still exploding at a rapid speed and stabbing towards Feng Junwang.

...

As soon as the sword came out, Feng Junwang's pupils were frozen, and the little contempt in his heart seemed to be swept away by the strong wind.

"Good boy, no wonder he has the confidence to challenge me!"

Feng Junwang praised, and quickly burned the breath of magic power and the breath of Taoist heart. Since you have to pass this move, you will definitely not dodge.

This man was a wooden cultivator. After he quickly made gestures with his hands, a yellow-green scene intersected with endless strange hands, like a big wave slapping at Fang Junmei.

In the yellow and green light, life and death were intertwined, alternating, and there seemed to be more complex and unspeakable mystery. Feng Jun forgot himself, and had already hidden in that light.

"If you see the opportunity to exterminate life, you will see it clearly. My move is called the hand of life and death!"

The loud shout came out loud.

...

Boom boom boom boom-

The next moment, there was a terrifying sound of confrontation, as if countless heavenly punishment divine thunders were knocked down at the same time under the white clouds.

The sound of banging is endless.

The waves of air swept away, wiped out all the tangible and intangible existences nearby, and went down hundreds of miles and swept out a large area of ​​dark void!

Fortunately, it was in this desolate place in the Central Holy Land, otherwise I would have no idea how many creatures I killed under this blow.

...

In the middle of the explosion, green, yellow and gray shattered lights splashed, and the two of them could not be seen at all with the naked eye.

The sword energy containing the path of space was rolling, roaring, yelling, raging, like a thousand crazy dragons.

Feng Junwang's hand of life and death is like a cycle of reincarnation. The vitality of vitality is responsible for reducing Fang Junmei's attack power layer by layer. The meaning of death is like a needle in a cotton area. It is hard to defend against.

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To be continued...