Chapter 244

"Back!"

Fang jueyu's sword technique has gone far beyond their imagination. Is this really a powerful attack that a martial artist can make? But why can he borrow the power between heaven and earth with his vigorous strength and peak cultivation?

"Body protecting sword Gang!" The four elders know that they can't rely on their identity at this time. If they don't join hands, they will never take this move, and they will be injured!

"Miso!" The sword array was blocked by the vigorous Qi of the four elders more than half a meter in front of them.

Each sword kept buzzing, but it was difficult to advance half an inch or retreat half a minute.

The faces of the four people became very ugly. Protecting the vigorous Qi was the unique ability of vigorous martial arts. Even bullets could not break through this layer of vigorous Qi, but Fang jueyu's attack was ten times more powerful than bullets.

They are under great pressure. Even if four people work together, they can only reluctantly stop Fang jueyu's attack. This move has completely exceeded the limit of vigorous martial arts!

At this time, Wang Cong and Chen Menghan came late, but they didn't expect to see such a shocking side. Fang jueyu managed hundreds of sharp swords by himself, forcing the four vigorous elders of Guchang sword sect to such an extent.

"What exactly is his origin?" Chen Menghan actually felt a kind of oppression from that move that no one had ever given her. Looking at the world, where can she find such a sword technique?

"I lose it, Lao Fang. Are you a sword guard? It's so handsome. Teach me next time! "

"You can guess that?" Wang Cong's nonsense actually guessed right, "OK, I'll teach you after going back this time. As long as you are willing to work hard and spend time, I promise you can hang these people in a year!"

"A year?" Chen Menghan's breathing is stagnant. He can't even get started with ancient martial arts in a year. Many martial artists can't touch the congenital threshold for hundreds of years. Fang jueyu said that one year is enough!

But when she thought of Gu Yi, who had reached the mythical realm, Chen Menghan seemed to think that all this was possible. It was just such a powerful force. Why had she never heard of it?

"That's good. It's good that four ordinary vigorous martial artists can block a blow with 50% of my strength." Compared with the ferocious expressions of the four, Fang jueyu seemed very relaxed.

"What? Only 50% strength? "

"Impossible. He must be bluffing. Does he think he is a congenital martial artist?"

"You'll soon know whether it's bluff or not." Fang jueyu turned his biological current and immediately gathered more cosmic source forces to his own attack.

"Break it for me!"

"Click!" The strong and incomparable body protection was broken by the vigorous Qi, and the power of the sword continued to go towards the four elders.

"Young man, you have to forgive others. You don't pay attention to my ancient cangjian sect!"

At this time, the white haired old man who had been standing at the back finally made a move. He stretched out two fingers and stabbed the void in front of him. A golden sword Qi immediately collided with Fang jueyu's attack.

The two forces were equal. More than 100 refined steel swords were shattered by the two opposing forces and turned into iron powder on the ground.

"What a strong sword spirit!" His expression also changed slightly. The sword moves used by a young man with vigorous strength could be comparable to his sword Qi.

Even if he didn't use all his strength, the gap between the innate martial arts and the acquired martial arts is huge. The power of innate genuine Qi is dozens of times stronger than internal power. Even the strongest acquired martial arts can't catch the innate martial arts, but Fang jueyu did it!

His body seemed to move in an instant and appeared in front of the four elders. "It's not easy to have this strength at a young age, but you should remember that it's easy to break if it's too hard!"

"Are you the leader of the ancient cangjian sect?" Fang jueyu looked up and down at the old man in front of him. Although the congenital warrior can be comparable to the potential warrior, this ancient cultivation method can never be compared with the orthodox potential development method of the highly civilized universe. A peak congenital warrior may be able to barely compete with a primary potential warrior.

"I'm Gu Mo, the current leader of the ancient cangjian sect," Gu Mo said condescending, "young man, you hurt my disciples and humiliate our sect. This year's management fee has been increased to 50%, and I can let bygones be bygones."

"Shit, I'm still here for money." Fang jueyu patted his forehead. "Did I say your brain is broken or my brain is broken? For some reason, I rushed to my house to collect the protection fee. Now I want to make compensation. You have to start with me again. Now you are here to argue? "

"Are you superior? Where does the sense of superiority come from? " Fang jueyu spewed out the words accumulated in his heart for a long time. If the other party wasn't an old man, I'm afraid he would spit fragrance.

"You're looking for death!" When was the leader of the first sect questioned like this, and Gu Mo has always been grumpy and murderous. "According to the regulations of the ancient martial arts association, people in ancient martial arts can't kill ordinary people indiscriminately, but they don't have to be responsible for killing you. After you die, I Guchang sword sect will find someone to take over your property!"

"Miso!" As soon as Gu Mo stretched out his hand, a dark sword suddenly shot from a sword disciple's hand. Compared with those ordinary swords made of refined steel, this sword is definitely a powerful weapon.

Congenital weapons. Only a master of the innate realm can create such weapons. Even if he is a congenital master, few people have congenital weapons, and its value can hardly be measured by money.

"You want to kill me?" Fang jueyu's tone became cool. Are these ancient martial sects bandits or bandits? Zhang Kou wants either money or protection fees. How can China wantonly let these forces develop? I really don't understand.

"Young master, this man has the strength of potential yuan. Do you want me to do it?"

"No, I'd like to see how my strength is compared with that of a congenital master. If I can't, you can do it again!"

"Yes!"

"It seems that I have to find a chance to communicate with the chief. It's time to renovate these sects." Fang jueyu said to himself.

"Young generation, it's your honor to die under my ancient desert sword!"

It's not comparable to those elders and disciples. Gu Mo's sword is fast and cruel. Even Fang jueyu can just see the speed of his sword.

"Host, take out the sword left by your ancestors. This small broken sword may not be enough for you to split with one sword!"

"Yes, I almost forgot this thing!"

The sword of the ancient desert had come to Fang jueyu's eyes. However, at this critical moment, Fang jueyu suddenly had a heavy black ancient sword in his hand.

When he instilled the cosmic source force into the sword, the black rust on the ancient sword suddenly peeled off, revealing the extremely sharp blade.

"Miso!" Fang jueyu raised his sword to resist. He only heard a click. The sword in Gu Mo's hand broke. With a blood arrow, his hand holding the sword was cut down directly by a sharp sword Qi.

"Lying trough, so sharp?" In the past, Fang jueyu only used it as a blunt weapon. Unexpectedly, it was also an invincible weapon!

Gu Mo resisted the pain and retreated for dozens of steps. He immediately pointed a acupoint to seal the acupoint at his broken arm. His lips trembled slightly. This is the treasure of the ancient cangjian sect. There are countless weapons under it. Fang jueyu easily cut it off.

"What sword is this?" Gu Mo stared at Fang jueyu's ancient sword with fear.

"Oh, you say that? This is my ancestral sword. Do you know how powerful it is? "