"useless?"

Fang Ming smiled.

"The Wu and King Zheng of Zhou, Wu, are useful! Of course, you can also call me 'useless'..."

Wu Yong sighed, "Because I am a very useless person!"

"Anyone who says this must have many stories behind it!"

Fang Ming's spirit was unprecedentedly concentrated. After all, this was the second master he had been promoted and faced with, and he grew up through great efforts, not comparable to the sweeping monk in the Tianlong.

If he had given such a vast space to the Sweeping Monk, he would have reached a state that Fang Ming could not imagine.

Of course, this does not mean that Wu Yong is useless. If even the master is useless, then 99% of the people who have done it can wipe their necks directly.

"You may hear about my deeds soon..."

Wu Yong smiled bitterly: "Because I first became a master and was so angry that I wanted to challenge the masters of the world to try my own martial arts, but I lost every time, so I felt that I was useless!"

"I don't know who you are challenging?" Fang Ming's eyes moved.

Wu Yong said: "In fact, if I were asked to challenge the so-called top ten masters in Kangzhou at this time, I would not lose any of them except you, but I had a stubborn temper and wanted to challenge the real masters!"

"There are not many real masters I have found... Liuyun from this sect, the sword son of the Jingtian Sword Sect, and a few Buddhist sons from Rushi Temple, and Zhang Madman from the Martial Arts Sect of the Foreign Realm..."

Fang Ming glanced at the big-headed monster with pity.

This is so self-abuse that you can find such a powerful enemy to challenge this master?

Let’s not talk about Taoist Liuyun. At this time, he was already known as the “No. 1 in Heaven and Man”, representing the face of Qingyun Sect. Even a long time ago, he was considered an unparalleled figure among the masters.

The sword son of Jingtian Sword Sect and the Buddhist son of Rushi Temple are both the most outstanding representatives of the sect. The most important requirement is the innate Taoist body.

Only by practicing the secret magic skills and reaching the level of a master can one be named this name! Each one is an outstanding talent among the masters, and even Fang Ming is now unsure of the best.

As for the Martial Arts Sect?

Among the Seven Demon Sects of the Outer Realm, the Martial Arts Sect specializes in producing martial arts madmen and is also the sect with the strongest combat power. It is probably not a simple thing to be picked by Wu Yong.

"Extraordinary people must have extraordinary things. I still admire your feat! Especially if you can escape from the martial arts sect!"

Even if they were all defeated, Wu Yong could still save his life. Fang Ming really admired him.

"There is indeed a lot of danger in the wilderness. The battle with Zhang Fengzi was the most dangerous battle in my life, but it was also the most exciting battle!"

A remembrance flashed in Wu Yong's eyes, which made Fang Ming very convinced that this was also a martial arts madman.

"After that battle, I was seriously injured and fled, and was hit by the 'Seven Secrets and Seven Secrets and Sorrow Flower', one of the seven sages in the foreign land. Although I was lucky enough to be treated by the divine hand immortal doctor and saved my life, my face turned like this and I could never change it..."

Although they were two hostile forces, Wu Yong and Fang Ming seemed to be close friends and talked about everything.

"Your Excellency, if you are in your prime, breaking your physical limit and becoming a master, if it is reported, it will definitely be a sensation in the world! Compared to you, I am a waste, I am far inferior to you..."

Wu Yongyi is authentic.

After all, judging by Fang Ming's age and qualifications, it is indeed very shocking.

As long as he is an individual, he will be curious about what secret Fang Ming has hidden. After all, he does not look like he does not look like the innate Taoist body!

Not to mention, Fang Ming not only excluding the forces of the Qingyu branch before, but also injured several disciples, but also killed He Renlong, a true disciple of Gangqi level, in a duel!

All these things must be retried to seek "justice", otherwise how can the Qingyun Sect be in the face?

Fang Mingran was silent. If he wanted to dominate Kangzhou, Qingyun Sect could not avoid it.

And now, the first huge test has come.

"I have admired Qingyun Sect's unique skills for a long time, please!"

As soon as Fang Ming stretched out his hand, the surrounding energy was vigorous and the water flowed together, and a defense circle was formed naturally.

"please!"

Wu Yong's face was solemn, standing still, but his breath was even more dormant, and he looked like a loose old man.

Although the two masters stood still, their spirits had been infinitely elevated, and they seemed to be integrated with their bodies. Their spiritual powers were thriving, and they were quickly looking for each other's flaws.

Wu Yong's pupils seemed to emit a tiny light, but Fang Ming's eyes were warm and moist, with black and white distinction.

In the flash of lightning, the two had already fought with their spiritual power dozens of times.

"It turns out that Master Da Qian must first take the spirit of martial arts first!"

Fang Ming suffered a small loss. After all, since his promotion, his real opponent is only a Tianlong Sweeping Monk, which is worse than him, and he is not the opponent of Wu Yongzhi, the master who has been tempered by his true energy and has ever-changing spirits.

In Fang Ming's spiritual consciousness, the other party's spiritual power lingers around him like thousands of needles and thorns, and he always wants to break through his eyebrows.

But Fang Ming firmly guards the spiritual platform Qingming, and his true nature is constant, but he learns very quickly.

As the Grand Master of Great Qian, Wu Yong came from a famous sect, Qingyun Sect. He had a very rich combat experience and was Fang Ming's best target for stealing his master.

Gradually, Fang Ming had changed from a passive defense at the beginning of his spirit to a defense and offense.

Even if he still has nine defenses and one attack, since he attacks, Wu Yong will inevitably mobilize the divine essence defense, which is a huge amount of room for him.

“Learn so fast!”

Wu Yong was also secretly shocked. The other party gave him the feeling that he was not very skilled in spiritual confrontation and looked like a novice. However, at this time, he had attacks and defenses with him, but he made rapid progress.

"This can't continue!"

Wu Yong felt the pressure for the first time, as if in front of him was not the Grandmaster Fang Ming Xinnen, but the old-fashioned strong men of the Shocking Sword and the Madman of the Martial Arts Sect.

He immediately stopped holding back and tried his best!

Click!

The black clouds surged, and a thunder suddenly flashed! Tearing the sky apart!

Roar!

In the roar of the shocking dragon, Wu Yong's eyes surged, and pierced into Fang Ming's eyes like a sharp sword.

Fang Ming immediately came to another space as if the sky was moving, but he saw the sky as blue as water, and a flying dragon in the sky. A green dragon dozens of feet long poked out his right claw and whistled down, with its momentum reaching its extreme!

"What a great spiritual magic!"

On the outside, Fang Ming's eyes were slightly lost.

Taking advantage of the thunder and the god-given opportunity of Fang Ming's loss of spirit, Wu Yong's whole body was stormed with energy, and he rushed to Fang Ming for more than ten feet, and his right hand slashed like a machete.

Under this slash, the thunder and lightning in the sky sounded just now, as if it had borrowed the power of the thunder of heaven and earth, and it was endless!

His burly figure seemed to have turned into a god who was in charge of thunder, and he was so shocking with one move!

The power of this attack is the master. If he hits the ground, he will not be able to escape the ending of serious injury and death!

The competition between the masters is so fast and the fire is so fast that life and death are in the slightest!

Seeing that Fang Ming was about to lose and die at the beginning, he suddenly moved!

Under the spiritual magic, Fang Ming, who should have been unable to move but was left to slaughter, had a flash of light in his eyes. He supported his hands and slapped the shadow of the palms all over the sky.

Hurry!

The lake water boiled, and it was like a lake god rushing upwards, forming a crystal water curtain around Fang Ming's body.

Tianyi Divine Water Cover!

Every drop of water in the water curtain is the essence of extreme compressed water! It contains infinite weight, and in terms of strength, it is not inferior to the slightest steel!

With this grab and support, Fang Ming used the strongest defense of the Jellyfish Yin Ji of the Shenshui Palace on the spot.

But compared to Yin Ji's methods, Fang Ming's protective energy was more than ten times stronger than a hundred times stronger at this time?

Bang!

Wu used a single knife to slash over the Tianyi Divine Water Seam, but when he heard the squeaking sound, the water membrane sank into a thrilling arc, and finally shattered, turning into a little blue droplets of water.

But this also bought Fang Ming valuable time!

Amid the clear whistle, Fang Ming's palms reincarnated, and water dripped around him into ice, and the cold air forced people. With a roll of her sleeves, the surrounding Tianyi divine water suddenly turned into sharp arrows, and the flying locusts shot towards Wu Yong like rain.

With the blessing of Fang Ming's qi, within ten feet, the water droplets condensed into ice are infinitely powerful, and they carry terrifying weight and cold poison, which is far more terrifying than a strong bow and hard crossbow.

Wu Yong retreated suddenly, grabbed with both hands, and made a sound of metal and iron attack with the ice crystal.

This battle was like a rabbit rising and falling. With just a few moves, the two of them responded slightly slower, and they ended up falling.

The two figures retreated as soon as they touched each other, and in an instant they were more than ten feet apart.

"Good kung fu!"

Wu Yong tightened his hands, layers of ice chips slid from his fingers, and raised his cuffs expressionlessly. The holes on it were clearly visible, and there was a circle of ice blue around it.

"This kind of martial arts that extract water elites is really unheard of! And what you used in the end was Shura Yinsha Technique, right?"

Obviously, Wu Yong was very curious about Fang Ming's origin and martial arts foundation.

"Not bad! This small trick of water extraction was created by me. As for the Yinsha Shura Gong, it was obtained by chance when I wiped out the cult before..."

Fang Ming admitted with gaze.

At this time, he still had to maintain his identity on the surface. For example, the Xuanzhen Sutra, the Wanjie Sword Technique could not be used at will, but the Shura Yinsha Achievement was widely circulated and there was no such problem at all.

"You can practice Shura Yinsha Technique to this level, but you will not be in trouble. My friend is really a genius... What a pity! What a pity!!!"

It’s a pity that Wu Yong had to do something about it. It seems that he was a casual cultivator who regarded Fang Ming as a wild path. In order to make progress, he had to learn this evil sect's martial arts and fell astray from then on.

"The Tao can be said, it is very Tao. How do you know that I will not get help from the Shura Yinsha Achievement and thus walk out of my own path? Take this trick again!"
Chapter completed!