Lu Fengxian's behavior on the ring surprised the cultivators around him. I don't know how many people frowned. Unexpectedly, this abandoned Lu family who jumped out of somewhere actually had such skills, defeating the nine masters in the Taoist temple in succession, including the son of the Meng family. Perhaps from the perspective of real cultivation, it was not too difficult for him, but the natural divine power and resentment of the fighting style was really a headache. For a moment, he could not think of how to deal with such strange people.

He was already angry when he made a big fuss in the Yaochi Martial Arts Fair and lost nine people in a row. When he finally took out the bottle and paid tribute to someone, the cultivators in China became even more angry, and even a little doubt arose in their hearts.

Why doesn’t everyone forget that little devil?

No matter what, it's just a dead person

His old friends and family members are obsessed with him, but why did even an old enemy come and make such a move?

In the midst of doubt, the anger in my heart was undoubtedly deeper.

Yuan Lingxiao, the head of the Yuan family, frowned, and was reluctant to wait any longer. He called out: "Fusu!"

"I don't understand!"

Upon hearing this, Young Master Fusu opened his eyes, nodded slightly, his sleeves fluttered, and walked towards the arena in the air.

"Young Master Fusu is going to take action!"

I don’t know who was sharp-eyed, but the first person to see Young Master Fusu standing up was surprised and happy, and shouted.

Swish, swish, swish, swish!

In an instant, countless gazes looked at him among the peaks around him, with awe of them as if they were looking at the gods.

Fairy baby!

After ancient times, the first immortal baby appeared in the world of cultivation for tens of thousands of years!

The immortal infant monk who truly transcends the past and represents the arrival of the golden age of the world of cultivation is finally about to take action at this time.

Some people are full of expectations, while others are extremely excited!

At this time, even the ancient family, who was a little dissatisfied with the Yuan family, sighed slightly, as if they had given up something.

"The Taoist temple of the various philosophers, accepting talents from all over the world, represents all the inheritances in the world, and thousands of great ways. Perhaps their strength is high and low, but under the teachings of the saints, they at least understand where their own Tao is. Perhaps some people are not strong now, but their realm is still 10% in the future, and they will definitely soar to the sky. This fellow Taoist temple is just relying on some brute force and won a few games by chance. It is a bit ridiculous and ridiculous. If you want to fight, then Yuan will fight with you."

As he spoke softly, Young Master Fusu floated his sleeves and slowly descended on the ring.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet. I don’t know how many people looked eagerly, wanting to wait and see Young Master Fusu subdue this rampant wild cultivator!

At this time, Lu Fengxian poured the wine to the ground, threw the wine bottle as well, shook his head, and looked very lonely.

"bring it on"

Young Master Fusu slowly raised one hand, his expression was very relaxed, but his aura naturally emanated. When one hand was lifted, there was a fairy wind around him rising out of thin air, turning into flowing clouds, strange beasts, cranes, and flowers. He gathered around him, just like the rules of the great way. Invisibly, the momentum gathered, not even inferior to the cultivators in the Nascent Soul Mahayana realm, which made people subconsciously awe.

"hehe"

At this time, Lu Fengxian seemed to have just noticed Mr. Fusu, frowned slightly, and looked at him a few times.

But in the end, he did not lift the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, but shook his head and said, "I won't fight with you."

"What?"

The momentum of Fusu's young master was already rising was stagnant, and he asked subconsciously.

Lu Fengxian squinted his eyes and looked at him. His right palm moved slowly a few times, as if he remembered the hatred of the broken palm again. However, this hatred did not make him attack Master Fusu, but his eyes were full of ridicule. With a faint sarcasm, he looked at Fusu a few times before quietly speaking: "Lu is here to prove that a battle between the same realm, a temple of various saints, and a disciple of the saints may be of good strength. But even if Lu is abandoned by people all over the world, he is like a wild dog, and his peers will never lose to anyone. And you, haha, just rely on the fairy baby to challenge me, in Lu's eyes, you are no longer a hero. Haha, if you want to fight, then wait. When Lu breaks through the Nascent Soul realm, he will naturally come to fight you, but now, why should I let you take advantage of this?"

"you"

Young Master Fusu's eyes turned cold and his anger rose. He saw contempt in Lu Fengxian's eyes.

But before Lu Fengxian finished his words, he still said calmly: "Also, looking at you, you seem to be proud of your fairy baby, but it is obvious that you have used external forces to form an immortal baby. I really don't know where you are proud! There is actually someone in the Yuan family that I value, but it's a pity that he has become a victim of your compromise with others. Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity that people like him should fight with Lu fairly and then die under our Fangtian Painting Ridge. But now there are no heroes in the Yuan family and no genius in the world!"

After saying that, he carried Fang Tian Hua Ji and walked slowly under the ring, but he didn't even look at him again.

When Master Fusu heard this, his eyebrows were already angry and he was furious. Looking at Lu Fengxian's back, he wanted to catch him and suppress him forcibly, but when he thought of so many people around him watching, he still suppressed his anger and did not take action!

All the cultivators around him also became silent and felt extremely strange!

I thought there would be a battle between dragons and tigers, but I didn't expect that Lu Fengxian would leave directly and not fight with Fusu!

Moreover, Lu Fengxian had fought nine people in a row. He wanted to leave, but no one could force him to fight.

Even what he said caused a lot of people to coax

Yes, what are you, a cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm, come here to play martial arts here. We are not here to take care of you in Fuyao Palace, so we have the rules of "limiting life to the three-level family"? According to the tradition before, you are not qualified to play at all. If you really want to compete, then you will have a wait for a few years. After we become Nascent Soul, you may not necessarily lose to you.

But Fusu appeared with an invincible momentum, but suddenly lost his opponent. He also felt like he was hitting the empty air with one punch. He felt extremely uncomfortable. He stood on the field, as if he had been slashed with his majesty. He stood on the field for a while, but did not go on the stage. Instead, he calmed down, stood with his hands behind his back, slowly looked at the surrounding stage, swept over the cultivators, and asked lightly: "Is anyone willing to fight Yuan?"

There was quiet around, and no one spoke!

Who would like to fight you? Is it very considerate to be defeated in front of so many people?

The long time no one came to power also made the feeling of emptyness in Fusu's heart even heavier. He calmed down slightly, opened it for a while, and his purple spirit was clear, looking at the peak where the Daxue Mountain Taoist throne was: "Is anyone willing to fight Yuan?"

The place where the Daxue Mountain Taoist throne was located was no answer for a long time. Da Jinwu and others all had strange eyes. After a while, Da Jinwu shouted at the top of his throat: "I am willing to fight with you." As soon as he shouted, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes of Master Fusu, but before he could say anything, Da Jinwu had already shouted again: "When Da Jin master becomes the Nascent Soul, hahaha, man, I don't have elders to help me become a fairy baby. It depends entirely on my own practice. The speed is slow. There is no way. Let you be arrogant for two days first."

"Ha ha"

There was a man next to him laughing and pounding the table while laughing, but it was the little ghost King Liying.

Li Hongyi slapped him on the back of the head and said, "Restrain your composure."

Li Ying hurriedly closed her mouth and looked at her sister with resentment: "Can't I show my disdain?"

Li Hongyi said lightly: "No need, practice well. The responsibility of destroying the Meng family in the future is yours. Why should you fight for a moment? Haha, the Taoist sect in China underestimated us too much. He only thought we were angry for a moment. He trained such a fairy baby to come out and wanted to take this opportunity to suppress us and suffocate our obsession with revenge. However, he did not expect that revenge is revenge. If you really want to revenge, it is a great revenge to destroy the Taoist sect. How could a game solve any problem? I really thought that we were just children playing house?"

The sarcastic gaze from the Daxue Mountain made Young Master Fusu feel even more unhappy. He suppressed his hatred, and his purple feeling in his eyes became even more prosperous. He looked towards the direction where the masters of the little fairy world were, and asked lightly: "Is anyone willing to fight Yuan?"

A thin young man sat cross-legged among the monks in the small fairy world. He had blonde hair. There was a trace of thunder and lightning in his pupils, which looked extremely strange. He saw the gaze cast by Master Fusu, and his mouth curled slightly, but he showed a cold smile and said in a low voice: "Human Immortal Infant? Haha, I want to try it out. How powerful can this fairy infant have the bloodline of my gods?"

Aside him, an old man looked stern and hurriedly advised in a low voice: "Master God, don't be impulsive."

"Okay, okay!"

The young man waved his hand lazily and said, "Just say that I won't do anything here, I'll have a chance anyway!"

Young Master Fusu did not see anyone answering in the small fairy world, and his brows became even tighter. He turned to look at the Pure Land practitioners in the other direction. There was already some impatient feeling in his voice: "Fellow Taoists, are anyone willing to fight Yuan?"

The Pure Land is also extremely quiet and no one answers.

After asking three questions in a row, no one answered it. The power of the immortal baby seemed to have intimidated all the cultivators.

In the forest on the mountainside, someone teased and asked the old fortune teller: "You always make a fuss, but what is your fate?"

The old fortune teller waved his hand and said disdainfully: "What's the point of calculating if he died tragically?"

All the cultivators around him started to sneer and said with a smile: "Is this old man crazy?" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!