What Xiong Feng said was that Fang Qingyuan proposed to Xiong Feng that he should attach himself to Lechuan through his foundation-building cultivation.
At that time, Xiong Feng roared that Fang Qingyuan was overestimating his capabilities, and then slapped him against the wall. At this time, Xiong Feng mentioned this with a narrow smile on his face.
Fang Qingyuan also had a smile on his face when he heard Xiong Feng's words. When he was young and energetic, he did not measure the huge gap between himself and Xiong Feng. He relied on Jinbao's relationship to blurt it out, which led to many Things have changed because of this.
Looking back now, Fang Qingyuan doesn’t think he was wrong, but judging from his current thinking, he should have thought more carefully.
Thinking about this, Fang Qingyuan slowly put down the wine bottle. Xiong Feng's cultivation at this time was suppressed by Tianyuan Formation. It should be the worst time in recent years.
After achieving the Golden Elixir, Fang Qingyuan never encountered an opponent that made him nervous except for one battle with the bow-wielding Nascent Soul.
Whether he was fighting the blood knife or the golden elixir of Naximeng Mountain, Fang Qingyuan acted in a relaxed and carefree manner, without feeling any pressure at all.
Now he himself is very curious about how strong his true combat power is.
And Xiong Feng also wanted to test how much strength he could unleash after being suppressed by the Tianyuan Formation.
So one person and one beast stood up in tacit understanding and flew to the sky outside Qingyuan Sect.
But in Xiong Feng's hands, he couldn't survive even a single move. He was also at the perfect state of the golden elixir. Is the gap so big?
When the four spirits appeared together, even with Xiong Feng's eyes , I also want to praise it.
There is even a bit of White Tiger True Spirit Will in it. In terms of combat experience, it is stronger than what Fang Qingyuan himself controlled.
Tens of thousands of feet high in the sky, this place is inaccessible. Without cultivation above the Golden Core realm, it is impossible to come here.
The howling cold wind creates an icy atmosphere that freezes everything. Here, the clouds are also trampled underfoot, and the light from the distant sun is even more blazing and domineering.
No, Xiong Feng's body is not in the Golden Core realm. Even if it is suppressed by the formation, it is still at the Nascent Soul level. Coupled with Xiong Feng's fighting consciousness, it is understandable that he will be killed in one move.
The purpose of sparring is to verify the opponent's strength and moves. If you don't fully experience the opponent's methods, what is it called sparring? Therefore, Xiong Feng deliberately tried Fang Qingyuan's magical power.
Fang Qingyuan and Xiong Feng looked at each other from a distance, with their energy and mana constantly condensing and improving. Although this battle was a competition, both sides were very serious.
The ten-foot-long body is as huge as a giant boat, like a tall building in the world. When he raised his hand and stamped his feet, he was followed by infinite strength. With just one palm, he struck the White Tiger Dharma Appearance that jumped behind Xiong Feng’s back. He went up and beat the three-foot-long dharma image into scattered spiritual energy smoke balls.
"Good magical power, good magic power, but tangible and soulless, flowing on the surface."
And Jinbao isHe grabbed the wine bottle in confusion, thought for a long time, and finally poured himself a glass, then tasted it carefully, his big eyes narrowed, showing a happy look.
Fang Qingyuan’s eyelids jumped when he saw Xiong Feng blowing up the white tiger dharma image with one palm. Although his dharma image was not a physical entity, in terms of physical strength, it ranked first among the four true spirit dharma images.
When Fang Qingyuan and Xiong Feng left the scene, the atmosphere between everyone became much colder than before. Without the care of the two ancestors, a kind of estrangement was slowly occurring. With.
Xiong Feng, who was in a fighting state, was obviously more excited. He did not attack Fang Qingyuan himself, which would not be a competition, but a life and death fight.
Xiong Feng's words drifted along the cold wind to Fang Qingyuan's ears, and he sounded loud. However, at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Xiong Feng's tone was very natural when he spoke such words.
As soon as Fang Qingyuan finished speaking, he first released the four-headed constellation true spirit method according to his previous battle experience.
"My realm is suppressed by the Tianyuan Formation. This suppression is all-round. I am now using the Golden Core Perfection realm to fight you. You can attack with all your strength. If you can force me to use a few moves, Trump card, then you win."
After commenting on Fang Qingyuan's magical power, Xiong Feng laughed, and his body suddenly grew larger, expanding to a ten-foot-long Dharma Body. Astonishing magic power emerged from his body, and he faced Fang Qingyuan. The summoned four-headed Dharma forms rolled themselves up and pounced on him.
"Then please give me some advice from Brother Xiong."
"For our ancient wild beasts, the most important thing is flesh and blood, and the physical body is the foundation. Even though I am now burdened with tens of thousands of constraints, but My energy and blood are still rising."
Fang Qingyuan nodded seriously. Xiong Feng was a veteran Nascent Soul-level monster. It was also rolled out of the corpse mountain and sea of blood during the opening war. It was not a bow-wielding Nascent Soul. The newly promoted Bai Ding only relied on a Taihao city bow.
Furthermore, the White Tiger True Spirit Dharma Appearance is not something that can be completely destroyed by a single blow.
Accompanied by Fang Qingyuan’s will, the White Tiger Dharma Appearance, which was still shattering into smoke, seemed to be held by an invisible big hand. In the blink of an eye, it was on the other side, carved and outlined, and took shape in an instant.
"It's a useless trick. I can break this dharma image once, but I can break it ten thousand times. I want to see if your consciousness can withstand the impact of these ten thousand times."
< p>Xiong Feng teleported to the newly formed White Tiger True Spirit Dharma Form, and struck it instantly with one strike. At this time, Fang Qingyuan once again felt that some of his consciousness was being consumed.Summoning the True Spirit Dharma is not without cost, the most important of which is Fang Qingyuan’s magic power and his own spiritual power.
When the Dharma Appearance is broken, the part of the spiritual consciousness that gave the Dharma Appearance its shape will be consumed. If it is condensed too many times, Fang Qingyuan’s divine consciousness will soon be drained.
There is no doubt about the role of divine consciousness in the battle process. Magic weapons, moves, and even the activation of magical powers all require the control of divine consciousness. If this method is consumed too much, it will be detrimental to the future.Continuous fighting is definitely disadvantageous.
In response to this, Fang Qingyuan just pursed his lips and pretended not to hear. With his Dharma and supernatural powers, he would not be so unbearable.
As the White Tiger Dharma Appearance was destroyed and reunited, the other three Dharma Appearances also used their own magical powers.
As if the scene of the bloody knife explosion reappeared that day, three constellation-level spells followed one after another.
These are the Great Solitary Crystallization Cold Light Nanmingli Fire Flame and Taishang Qinglong Chunyi Sword of the Constellation Technique.
However, unlike the blood knife, which was severely damaged by these spells, these magical powers, which are considered killers in the golden elixir realm, did not achieve satisfactory results to Fang Qingyuan when they fell on Xiong Feng's body.
And this happened without Xiong Feng deliberately dodging.
"It's a bit interesting, but of no use to me."
Xiong Feng's unceremonious comments made Fang Qingyuan a little confused, but then he thought about it, Xiong Feng's current appearance The body is that of a mid-level Nascent Soul wild ancient beast. It is normal that he cannot achieve brilliant results with these methods.
No matter how Fang Qingyuan felt that he was invincible, he was not so arrogant that he could transcend three realms and defeat Xiong Feng.
The gap between these three realms, the late Golden Elixir, the early Nascent Soul, and the middle Nascent Soul, requires dozens or hundreds of years of hard work to advance at each level.
“Your crystallized cold light and Lihuoyan are suitable for dealing with a large number of enemies with lower cultivation than you, but it is not strong enough to fight against the enemy alone. This sword light is not bad, and it contains the true meaning of high-level avenues. , It's just a pity that your realm is not enough, so it can't be used, and hitting me is like scratching an itch."
After resisting the three constellation spells, Xiong Feng smashed the white tiger spell into pieces with another blow. Afterwards, Fang Qingyuan reluctantly dispersed the four-headed constellations.
At this time, Fang Qingyuan also realized that these four-headed constellations can be used to torture vegetables, and they are also powerful against monks of the same level. However, when they encounter enemies whose realm is far beyond his own, then It’s not working anymore.
It is impossible for me to only encounter enemies who are weaker than myself. When I encounter Nascent Soul-level combat power in the future, these four heads can only be used to contain them.
Fortunately, I still have a trump card.
Without the interference of the True Spirit Dharma Appearance, Xiong Feng stood firmly in the void. He crossed his arms and waited quietly for Fang Qingyuan's action.
When he saw Fang Qingyuan reaching out towards him, Xiong Feng frowned, and in the next breath, a huge and invisible thorn of spiritual thought struck at his brain.
At this moment, Xiong Feng’s face also changed color slightly. The God-killing Sting was so powerful that he did not dare to face it as easily as before.
And this kind of magical power that specializes in divine souls is also something that ancient wild beasts like Xiong Feng are not good at dealing with.
Since the invisible and qualityless spiritual thoughts left Fang Qingyuan’s body, its internal structure has been undergoing detailed adjustments. The various spiritual thoughts and qi machines are scattered by hundreds of millions, but they are tightly interlocked.Form a moving spiral cone.
The thoughts were as fast as light and lightning. When Xiong Feng had just sensed the God-killing thorn, the attack had already landed on his body.
"Collapse"
A huge tremor resounded above the soul, resounding at the door in front of Xiong Feng. The moment of the huge confrontation of spiritual thoughts, it aroused the surrounding void. Layers of ripples.
The next breath, Xiong Feng snorted and his face trembled slightly, obviously suffering a bit from the depression.
"Very good, powerful enough, but just one shot is not enough."
Before Xiong Feng finished speaking, he saw Fang Qingyuan finally say the first words after the battle started.
"God-killing thorn, five consecutive shots"
When Xiong Feng embarrassedly resisted the five-shot God-killing thorn from Qingyuan below, he couldn't help but get angry. I just I want to discuss with you, but how can I deliberately kill me?
Of course, this was just Xiong Feng's momentary thought. After clearing away the remaining thoughts of the God-killing Thorn in his soul, Xiong Feng waved his hand to signal that he would not fight.
"The method you just used is enough to run rampant in the Golden Core realm. But with this level of innate magical power, it is impossible to defeat a Yuanying-level monk. Even a wild ancient like me Even if a beast is not good at cultivating the soul, it can still resist your combo. If any other human Nascent Soul is not ten or a hundred times stronger than you in terms of soul, then your ability will be greatly reduced."
Just when Xiong Feng was resisting Fang Qingyuan's five-shot God-killing Thorn, he inevitably used the Nascent Soul level method. Therefore, in this competition, Fang Qingyuan was considered the winner.
Just facing Xiong Feng’s summary, Fang Qingyuan looked at him with a strange expression and asked
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