Master of Great Calamity

　　 This Thunderbolt is absolutely no stranger to Xianmen disciples.

　　 In fact, this is a sword tactic widely spread in the fairy gate, almost no one knows, no one knows.

　　 But if we talk about the position of this sword tactic in the hearts of the disciples of Xianmen, even if it is not as good as the three-character scriptures learned by ordinary children, because this is simply included by a former Qingyang sect to fight and smile.

　　 Among these Xianmen disciples, when they laughed at others, they would say that he was only worthy of learning the Thunderbolt Jiutian Sword. Who could think of this handyman, who said that he learned this sword?

　　 What is even more ridiculous is that he actually wanted to borrow this sword technique to go to Xiaozhufeng to break the bridge of trial?

Even the deacon who was preparing to test Fang Yuan couldn't help but pull his face down and thought to himself, since he wasn't sure that he had crossed the bridge of trial, then honestly wait for Xiu to reach the third level of practice. Isn't that right? Is it to condemn the old man now?

　　 I was lazy and waved my hand, saying: "Then you should go back and come back after three levels of Qi training is complete!"

　　 Things have reached this level, Fang could not just go away.

　　If he left at this time, wouldn't everyone see that he had deliberately brought a picture on this little bamboo peak?

　　 What is more important is that so many deacons and even the elders are alarmed. Isn’t the impression left too bad?

　　Thinking like this, he could only harden his scalp and said loudly: "The disciple really wants to enter the Immortal Gate, and hope that his predecessors will complete!"

"This……"

Deacon Shiba turned back and exchanged glances with several other deacons, thinking in his heart: "This child looks like a nerd looking for the way, and he is a little stupid to practice, how can I know the danger of the bridge of trial? Relying on the three-legged cat The swordsmanship is coming, because the bridge is abolished, otherwise the little life may be thrown inside! But Elder Yun has already instructed, and must let him go to the scene, I am merciful and do not hurt him , Let him retreat well, and go back to practice honestly!"

　　This is what he said, and he said lightly: "Since that is the case, then you are ready!"

He said, but took a red cloth from the Qiankun bag around his waist, embroidered with a golden armor statue, and there were countless runes on it. He glanced at Fang Yuan and said, "This deacon spent three Nian Kung Fu, the refined Yellow Scarf Rex, has the ability to slay the demon and remove the demon, so it is used as the first level of the trial. If you can sustain ten breaths under this treasure, I will count as you! "

　　Not to mention, sealed the power of this treasure to 30%, and had to sacrifice it.

　　 "Disciples understand!"

　　 Fang Yuan nodded and agreed, but suddenly his face was awkward, and he looked around: "I don't know... Which brother borrowed the sword to make it?"

　　 All the disciples around Xianmen immediately laughed.

　　 is the deacon in the white robe, who also smiled and scolded: "You came to break the bridge of trials, but you don't prepare a sword?"

　　 Fang Yuan said innocently: "The disciples are not prepared for swords, they really cannot afford swords..."

　　 The white robe deacon who was choking did not know what to say.

Anyway, all the disciples of Xianmen were raised by him to see the lively mood, and they were all coaxing. There were many people who had practiced swords. Soon, someone threw a green sheath long sword and shouted: "This sword lends you, and I'll use it up after I run out..."

　　 Fang Yuan reached out and took a fist to the man: "Thank you!"

　　 Deacon White robe sighed, and sealed the power of the Yellow Scarf for half and a half before throwing his hand into the air.

With a cry, the piece of yellow towel spread out in the air, and it actually exuded an invisible golden awn, very dazzling. When it was about to fall, it was suddenly found that the yellow towel had fallen down, forming a human shape, floating in In the air, no feet were seen below, the runes above flashed together, and turned into an arm holding a golden long sword, looking murderous.

　　 "Children, if they are invincible, please cry for help!"

　　Shen Sheng, the white robe deacon commanded, he picked up the tactics and secretly recited the mantra.

　　 "Call..."

　　 The silent yellow towel fighter floating in mid-air suddenly seemed to have life, slashing his sword towards Fang Yuan.

　　 was originally an illusory thing, but at this time, the power was really strong, and it seemed that a sword would be needed to split the earth.

　　 All the disciples of Xianmen saw this change at first glance, and they were all taken aback. Someone covered his mouth subconsciously.

And Fang Yuan was shocked in the face of the yellow towel fighter who rushed straight up, raising a very dangerous warning sign, almost subconsciously, he would jump off to the side, not dare to face these monsters directly, but But there is a will to control himself!

　　 "The sword is stronger than the dharma, the mind is stronger than the sword, the potential is stronger than the mind..."

　　He flashed the sword above the Wujian Jianjing, forcing him to stand on the spot.

　　 suddenly shrank slightly, bent his knees and lunged, and held the hilt of the sword with his right palm, his eyes fixed on the front.

　　 "Why didn't he hide?"

　　 Seeing that Huangjin Lux had rushed to Fang Yuan's body, some of the disciples of Xianmen also whispered.

　　 "Is he already scared stupid..."

　　Wait for most Xianmen disciples to flash that guess, Fang Yuan suddenly shot!

　　 "Go into battle like a soldier in the field, and the river will stop flowing!"

　　Fang Yuanfen didn't retreat to the menacing Huangjin Lishi who came straight towards him, but stepped up instead.

　　 The long sword trembles in the palm, and all the mana has been poured into it. He bends his knees and stretches his arms, and suddenly pulls out the sword!

　　 The silver light flashed between the palms, and the long sword swept out.

His movements are not fancy, they are extremely simple, but they flawlessly show the thunder tiger thunder in the nine days of the sword. The every move and every change is like It is generally measured with a ruler, from wielding a sword to mana operation, and then to momentum, it is impossible to pick a half error, which is more perfect than the one drawn on the sword spectrum!

　　 Corresponding to perfection, there is no flaw!

　　 This sword was swept away, like a gust of wind on the flat ground, and the stern sword blew out!

　　The Yellow Scarf rushed to the front of him, and the giant sword in his hand was cut off, stirring up an endless fierce wind.

　　 But before his sword was cut, Fang Yuan's sword had arrived!

　　 "Oh," Fang Yuan's figure passed by Huangjin Lishi, back to back three feet apart!

　　 Fang Yuan exhaled heavily, turned around, his sword crossed his chest, and made a defensive posture.

　　 But the yellow towel Lux didn't move.

　　 He turned his back to Fang Yuan, motionless, and after a while, suddenly the sound of "wow" broke the rune film.

Deacon Bai's eyes widened and he beckoned hurriedly. Before the yellow towel luxuriant had landed, he turned into a yellow cloth and flew back to his hand. He shook it and spread it out, and suddenly found that yellow A sword mark has appeared on the cloth...

　　 This white robe deacon froze.

　　 Other Xianmen disciples also froze.

　　 Even Fang Yuan froze.

　　 Elder Yun only laughed, looking at Fang Yuan, and seemed more interested.

　　 "What are you..."

The white robe deacon subconsciously shouted, but before he finished speaking, he realized that he was wrong. He wanted to ask Fang Yuan what sword he used, but found that Fang Yuan really used the Thunderbolt. One trick was clear and impeccable, but it was amazingly powerful, so when it came to the mouth, it was changed into: "How long have you been practicing with swordsmanship?"

　　 Fang Yuan stayed for a long time, and said: "The disciple practiced the sword, only less than two months!"

　　 Deacon Bai Pao almost chewed on his face: "Nonsense, how can I break my magic weapon after only one month of practice?"

　　 Seeing that all the disciples looked at themselves in surprise, the old face blushed and added: "Although I have sealed the power of 90%!"

　　 "Disciple this sword..."

　　 Fang Yuanwei hesitated and whispered: "I can't practice more than 10,000 times a day. I consciously form and agree, and I can best mobilize mana!"

　　 "Ten thousand times?"

　　 Deacon in white robe was surprised, subconsciously said: "On this broken sword technique, do you practice ten thousand times a day?"

　　 Fang Yuan's face was a little red, so she whispered: "The disciple has no other sword to practice..."

　　 There were sounds of breathing around, and countless people looked at Fang Yuan standing blankly in the field.

　　 "Oh, diligence makes perfect, and it's true!"

In a silence, suddenly a fat long-handed deacon came out and said with a smile: "Xiao Fangyuan, your sword is so powerful, it is all in one, and even the old man like this, I can't pick out the half-point problem, and I've really got it home~www.NovelMTL.com~ Just now that Deacon Bai's level is over, it's considered that you have passed it, and the old man will try your second level..."

　　 Several other deacons glanced at him, and in their original plan, none of them prepared the second pass.

　　 Fang Yuan did not know, but just nodded honestly: "Disciples understand!"

Fat Deacon nodded, suddenly his big sleeves flicked, the golden light in the air was dazzling, actually dozens of golden beans spilled out, rolling around Fang Yuan, bouncing around, and then Fat Deacon slowly picked up After reading a recipe, he smiled and said, "This is the technique that the old man has cultivated, and you should be careful. Although the old man seals most of the power, it is also very dangerous!"

　　 Fang nodded his head, but he hadn't spoken yet, and suddenly he felt awkward.

Behind him, a bouncing gold bean suddenly turned into a short and fat little man less than three feet tall, with a short gun in his hand, he jumped up quickly, Like lightning, stab straight to the back of his head.

Fang Yuan didn't want to think about it. Suddenly, the figure stepped out one step at a time, and did not retreat. Instead, a blue shadow fluttered and flew straight to the left. The sword in his hand pointed down obliquely, and it seemed to be thrown away, but At this time, the golden villain was like a shadow, and actually changed his tricks in the air. The golden gun in his hand stabbed again at Fang Yuan's temple, which was actually a dangerous trick.

But at this time, Fang Yuan, who had just flashed, suddenly turned up, turned in the air, and turned over strangely, and the long sword in his hand turned back, making a solid shot. On the back of the golden villain...

　　 "This is the widow from Thunderbolt's Nine Heavens Sword?"

　　 An onlooker Xianmen disciple recognized Fang Yuanshen’s sword move, and said dumbly: "How anxious is this widow in order to turn the wall so neatly?"