The two started fighting again!

Talismans are flying, and swords are scattered.

Fu Yang fully utilized the combat experience he had honed when facing the vicious demon Tao again and again. Combined with his talent in practicing Taoism, he actually competed with the martial sword again!

Of course, this is also due to the fact that when Fu Yang was an ordinary person, he studied hard for several years and practiced Sanda frequently, ran and exercised, and his physical fitness was great.

In addition, the awakening of the ghost realm has been slowly strengthening his body.

Although he is not a cultivator of the Alchemy lineage, his physical fitness is not much worse!

Otherwise, the ordinary talisman Taoist priest in the realm of wizards would have been caught up by this guy who was much higher than him and killed with one sword...

"Shameless! Do you dare not run around and fight me in a dignified way!"

Wu Jian felt that his physical strength had been slapped a lot by the other party, and a slight bead of sweat had already oozed out of his forehead.

Before Fu Yang could speak, Mr. Xiong laughed angrily and scolded loudly.

"I'm so embarrassed by your master! I'm extremely stupid. You let a Taoist priest stand still and fight with your Dandao lineage. Have you eaten too much before going out?"

Puff.

A light sound.

The law enforcement officer of the Ghost Market floating in the air pointed at Master Xiong from the air just like Ah Huang!

Suddenly it could not speak anymore, so it could only open its mouth and couldn't make a sound.

The audience around was full of waterfall sweat.

This group of people seems to have a low moral integrity...

"You dare to insult my master! I want to let you die without a place to bury!!!"

Wu Jian's eyes turned red when he heard Mr. Xiong's words just now, as if he was about to shed blood.

The master is the person he respects the most in his life. Now a disgusting fat cat demon says he wants to be embarrassed by his master. How can he tolerate it?

All this anger was vented on Fu Yang!

Attack him wildly with fearlessness.

"Mr. Xiong is so good! He angered this guy and can reveal more flaws."

Fu Yang was secretly happy.

When people are angry, they are emotionally excited and their rationality decreases, and they will make many low-level mistakes.

As long as you seize the opportunity, your chances of winning can increase!

The two of them fought again.

Wu Jian's eyes were almost red, like an angry bull, waving the steel sword in his hand to attack faster and his footwork was more mysterious. However, the attack seemed to be out of order and chased Fu Yang across the ring.

The onlookers watching below began to discuss again.

"Oh, although this Laoshan disciple is very good at magic and powerful, he is a greenhouse flower of a famous sect after all, and he has too little actual combat experience."

"Yes! On the other hand, that folk casual cultivator should be a practical faction. I guess he has a lot of bloody battles on weekdays."

I have to say that people who can come to visit the ghost market are not ordinary. They have a very skillful eye and can see the difference between Wu Jian and Fu Yang at a glance.

A noble family from a famous family, with high magic power, but lacks practical experience.

Although the other is a wild way, there are many practical battles and have a deep understanding of the fighting...

Although Wu Jian had a ferocious face and heard these comments in his ears, his heart was clear and clear!

"It's coming soon... My Beidou Sword Prison will be formed soon. At that time, I will let you know what Laoshan magic power is!"

It turns out that this guy is pretending!!!

He deliberately pretended to be angry and dizzy by Mr. Xiong's words, chasing Fu Yang in the ring and beating him crazy, consuming his energy in vain.

In fact, during this process, a Taoist sword formation has been slowly laid out!

Speaking of lethal formations, I'm afraid there is no sect in the world, and its power is more familiar with and proficient than Laoshan.

But Fu Yang didn't know that the crisis was approaching.

I was still secretly happy in my heart, intending to wait until this arrogant Laoshan disciple was exhausted and he would win with another blow! He would completely get this guy. Then he would throw it to Mr. Xiong with zero moral value to play with it...

Huff, Huff.

Wu Jian suddenly stopped, leaned on the magic sword in his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stopped chasing Fu Yang.

He was indeed very tired, and even the sword aura that flowed on the magic sword had faded and thinned a lot.

"Yo! I won't chase you anymore? Then let me do it!"

Fu Yang's "kite tactics" became more and more skillful. When he saw the other party stopping, he immediately hit him with a pile of golden needles and a beast biting curse.

The martial sword barely supported it and swung the sword again.

The two sword auras finally defeated Fu Yang's talisman and Taoist technique at half a foot away from his body!

This shows that he is almost at a loss.

"Haha, the greenhouse flowers of famous schools. Tsk tsk, it's true."

"I think the people of the three giants of Taoism are just like this..."

"Fuck! You just pretend to be a pussy underneath. If you really want to go on stage, I'm afraid that the Laoshan disciple can kill you with two swords! It's this casual cultivator who is really powerful."

"Yes! At least among the younger generation of folk cultivators in East China, they can be considered a top student."

The discussions of the melon-eating crowds are always footnotes of the duel of life and death, and they can't help but follow them.

It seems that even the supernatural world cannot be spared...

After all, everyone is human.

Even the noble masters of Maoshan, Longhushan, and Laoshan, finally broke through the realm of real people and became Tianshi masters after seven times of teaching the talisman!

After all, he is not a god or a human being. He is just a stronger person.

You also have to eat and drink water, and you will be burping when you are hit directly by guns and cannons.

There are also rumors of Eight Trigrams in the supernatural world. In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were some cultivators at the level of the Heavenly Master level who refused to accept discipline.

As a result, he was attacked by a fully equipped army with live ammunition and was besieged with six cannons, and finally destroyed!

In modern society, science and technology are prosperous, and it is not comparable to that in ancient times.

It is said that no matter how good the martial arts are, they are afraid of kitchen knives.

No matter how high the Tao is, I am afraid of cannons...

So it is understandable that these onlookers who are watching are following the crowd from time to time. What's more, the battle of life and death in the ghost market is rare for a long time!

Fu Yang's physical strength and spiritual power were not consumed much at this time. He looked at the martial sword that was panting like a cow in the distance and laughed.

"I said, why are you arrogant guy? This time you pretend to be stupid, are you? Don't worry, I'm not that cruel person. If you don't kill you, but playing with my pet cat is inevitable? Do you like to play with big catfish or stones? Of course, this depends on Mr. Xiong's interest, haha..."

This is the core disciple of a real Taoist giant who is upright in the ring!

How could Fu Yang not be excited?

But the next moment, his face suddenly changed, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

Because he felt a surge of spiritual power, with a sharp feeling, emerged from all directions of the ring...

At this moment, Wu Jian's face was not sad or happy, and only peace was left.

"Do you really think... I, a core disciple of Laoshan, was completely angry and lost my mind by a cat demon's filthy words?"

What does it mean? Fu Yang made a big alarm in his heart.

Wu Jian took a deep breath, straightened the magic sword in his hand, and pinched a Taoist seal with his left hand.
Chapter completed!