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Chapter 312: The Thunder is full of domineering

"Hahaha, isn't this Feiba cousin? Are you here to attend this banquet today? Come on, let me see if my cousin is more energetic than before." Xiong Dijie's expression changed and he walked towards Xiong Feiba. His words were even more intimate.

But Xiong Feiba is not a fool, so he wouldn't be able to hear other meanings in Xiong Dijie's words. These words sounded very close to him on the surface, but in fact, the meaning was obvious: In my Xiong Dijie's eyes, Xiong Feiba is just a child and is not worthy of being my competitor at all.

He wanted to fight back, but Xiong Dijie's uneven and powerful aura made him feel a little timid. At this moment, Liu Zhongyu, who was standing beside him, sneered: "Are you Xiong Dijie? I heard that you four heroes and five heroes are the most famous Jindan real people in Nanchu. Today I will see if they are well-known."

While speaking, Liu Zhongyu flipped his fingers, and a sword light slashed straight towards Xiong Dijie like a horse.

The moment the sword light was slashed out, it did not divide into tens of millions of ways, but it was as fast as light and slashed towards Xiong Dijie without any change. The speed of this sword was so fast that it made people unable to open their eyes at all.

Xiong Dijie was not prepared for someone to take action at this time, not to mention that this sword light was too fast, so fast that he had no time to block it. Without thinking too much, he quickly pinched his fingers, and a blue light shield instantly blocked him.

And just as the light shield rose, Xiong Dijie's figure flashed, and his whole person turned into dozens of lights and shadows, flying out in all directions.

"Click!"

With a light sound of gold and iron, two half shield-like magic weapons fell from the void. The quick sword light like lightning was not completely blocked by this. The rolling sword aura shattered Xiong Dijie's figure for dozens, and then turned into a half-foot-long crystal sword and flew back to Liu Zhongyu's head.

"Four heroes and five heroes. That's all!" Liu Zhongyu stood with his head held high, with a disdainful look on his face! And his eyes looked at Fang Ling more!

Xiong Dijie suffered a loss, and this result made many people stunned.

Who is Xiong Dijie? That is the pride in the eyes of many people in the Xiong royal family. He is the third among the five heroes. He is the Jindan real person who has never been defeated once since his debut.

Although the popularity of Jindan real person's battle made many people so scared that they didn't even dare to breathe, as Liu Zhongyu's flying sword was retracted, the whispering of whispers continued to ring one after another.

"Who is that person who took action? He actually suppressed Xiong Dijie!"

"His flying sword is so fast. I saw a light just now. No, to be precise, I didn't see it at all, and he had already cut off Xiong Dijie's magic weapon!"

"I thought that Young Master Fei Ba was only one master Fang Ling, but I didn't expect that there was such an extraordinary person around him. In my opinion, I'm afraid he is a little more powerful than that Fang Ling!"

Such a rumor came into Liu Zhongyu's ears, making a hint of relief in his heart. His head was raised a little higher. The gaze that looked at Sifang also had a hint of audacity. At the same time, his eyes inadvertently glanced at Fang Ling. This glance represented many meanings.

Fang Ling just smiled faintly at this glance. He had already made up his mind that he would not keep such a fighting spirit in his heart. Xiong Dijie's face was still calm. However, Jin Yujie, who was standing next to Xiong Dijie, quickly pinched the magic tricks.

However, he had only pinched his magic tricks and was grabbed by Xiong Dijie's palm.

Just as Jin Yujie was about to speak, Xiong Dijie shook his head lightly, then clasped his fists and said, "This Taoist brother's sword technique is really shocking. I admire him. I don't know what brother calls him?"

"Ask Liu Zhongyu in Jianzhai!" Liu Zhongyu raised his head and said, "I have heard of the four heroes and five heroes of the Hantianmen of Nanchu. When I met today, I was indeed more famous than meeting."

The so-called meeting is better than being famous is a compliment. Although this reputation sounds more literary, it actually has a deep meaning. Liu Zhongyu's meaning is obviously to say that you four heroes and five heroes are purely just a false reputation.

Jin Yujie was originally a fighting man, and he was promoted to the Golden Pill at a young age. How could he be so elegant? He heard Liu Zhongyu say it without any politeness and retorted: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that he was the defeated general of Jianzhai. I wonder who was defeated in the Great Sumeru meeting for hundreds of years? "

"The next big Sumeru meeting will be three years later. I thought it was a fierce battle, but today I realized that this was very simple when I saw you." Liu Zhongyu's face flashed with anger, and then he said coldly.

This was the first time Fang Ling heard about the name of the Great Sumeru Association. He frowned and looked at the Danqingweng and said, "Brother Danqing, I don't know that the Great Sumeru Association is..."

"Brother Fang doesn't know the Great Sumeru Meeting?" Danqingweng had a hint of surprise on his face, but then he smiled and said, "It is unknown when the Great Sumeru Meeting will begin. However, this gathering can be said to be the most longing for by the Golden Pill monks in the world."

"The Great Sumeru Mountain is known as the Heavenly Divine Mountain and opens once a hundred years. And at the top of this Great Sumeru Mountain, there is a Taoist tree. When people sit under the big tree, they can quickly enter the state of entering into a state of meditation and start from the traces of Taoism!"

"As for the function of the Taoist trace, I have never climbed Mount Daxue, so I don't know, but one thing is that as long as the monks descended from Mount Daxue, at least half of them can break through the golden elixir. And all those who have realized it in front of the Taoist tree have become the ancestors of the Nascent Soul."

When Danqingweng said this, his face changed and said, "What I yearn for most in my life is to comprehend under the Taoist tree on Mount Daxumeru. Unfortunately, I will never have this opportunity."

"Since this tree has such great benefits, why didn't the Nascent Soul Ancestor go to the Dao tree?" Fang Ling didn't believe anything specifically left to the younger generation. In his opinion, all the monks are selfish, and the Nascent Soul Ancestor is also human, and the two words greed are also indispensable in their hearts.

The woman surnamed Cen, covered with a veil, snorted, "When the Great Sumeru Sacred Mountain just appeared, do you think that no Nascent Soul Ancestor has ever been in. I tell you that hundreds of Nascent Soul Ancestors entered at that time. Unfortunately, they all spontaneously ignited on the Great Sumeru Sacred Mountain and all died there."

"Spontaneous combustion, how is this possible?" Fang Ling was not pretending to be stupid. As far as he knew, the Nascent Soul Ancestor was able to control his body smoothly, which made them have the possibility of spontaneous combustion. It was too small. It was simply a fantasy and a big joke.

The woman surnamed Cen smiled and said, "I didn't believe it when I heard about it, but this is a fact. Otherwise, how could I get Jindan Zhenren to compete for the right to enter the Great Sumeru Mountain?"

Just as Fang Ling was about to continue asking about the Great Sumeru Sacred Mountain, Jin Yujie, who was preparing to sacrifice magic weapons to fight with Liu Zhongyu, was held down by Xiong Dijie and said, "The battle for the ancestral land will be three days later, why waste time at this time?"

"The banquet begins, please enter the palace gate!" An eunuch in gray clothes shouted loudly. As his shouting, the closed palace gate was pushed open. Liu Zhongyu snorted faintly at Jin Yujie and made a gesture of inviting Xiong Feiba.

Accompanied by Liu Zhongyu, Xiong Feiba was the first to walk towards the palace gate with his head held high. At this moment, he felt like the monarch between heaven and earth, and his pace was even more towards the throne at the center of the imperial city.

"Brother Liu Dao, I will be troubled by you in the future." Xiong Feiba, whose face was red, grabbed Liu Zhongyu's hand hard and said in a deep voice.

Just as thousands of people flocked to the imperial city, on the mountain behind the imperial city, the three elders of Sun, Moon and Star looked at all indifferently. When Xiong Feiba entered the imperial city, Xiong Xing said: "It seems that Ba'er mainly depends on Liu Zhongyu!"

"Wenjianzhai has trained a good disciple this time!" Xiong Yue stroked the beard under his lips and said in a deep voice: "A moment ago, although Liu Zhongyu took the first move, I think he has completely obtained the secret of Wenjianzhai's Liuguang Sword Technique, and has steadily suppressed Xiong Dijie."

Xiong Ri nodded but said nothing, but a trace of doubt arose in his eyes.

The banquet was very lively, and there were all kinds of jade liquid and nectar. However, Fang Ling was really not interested in such a banquet. He just sat in his own seat and drank calmly. And Liu Zhongyu, led by Xiong Feiba, continued to accept toasts from all parties to admire people.

The Danqing Weng seemed to be getting close to Fang Ling because of the Great Sumeru Sacred Mountain. When talking to Fang Ling, he seemed to be more casual. This Danqing Weng is worthy of being the number one among the casual cultivators in Nanchu. His rich experience is incomparable to Fang Ling and the woman surnamed Cen.

Compared with Danqingweng, the woman surnamed Cen seems extremely mysterious. Danqingweng tested her origin more than once, and she silently covered her past.

"Brother Fang, I'll give you a glass of wine." A smile sounded from Fang Ling's ears. With this sound, the tall and gorgeous Zhu Yunying walked over gently. Zhu Yunying was wearing a fiery red dress, which made her figure look more and more convex and convex. When people saw it, they felt hungry and thirsty.

Fang Ling raised his wine glass and touched Zhu Yunying for a moment, and said lightly: "Thank you Fairy Zhu, I didn't expect to meet again so soon."

"Brother Fang, we will also give you the price given to you by the royal family of Xiong. We will double the amount. I'll ask Brother Fang to withdraw from this trip to the dragon in the ancestral land. What do Brother Fang thinks?" (To be continued)
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