Chapter 432 Master, save me
The majestic master of the early stage of the fairyland was actually hammered to the ground by Fang Chen, a secular person in the early stage of the real world.

Rumor has it that Murong Tian is still a fool?

Especially there are countless disciples of Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion in the audience, as well as guests from high society.

This is a disgrace, a great shame!

The current Murong Tian stared at Fang Chen not far away, who fell to the ground and clutched his chest, the murderous intent on his face was almost real.

He will not give Fang Chen any chance to waste time.

This time, this moment.

Next hit.

He wanted to kill Fang Chen with the momentum of thunder.

"Fang Chen...".

His pure white robe has completely turned into a cloth suit.

Fang Chen is a mad dog, a mad dog that bites.

But now, Murong Tian didn't want to give this mad dog who just bit him any chance to breathe.

Fang Chen lay on the ground not far away and coughed twice.

If someone could see the expression on Fang Chen's tired face with drooping eyes at this moment, they would be horrified to find out.

He was actually laughing.

Qing Xiaojian flew up, Murong Tian pointed his palm to the sky.

Wisps of blue light turned into a layer of sword vortex and condensed; "Nine Heavens Searching for Immortals; Taiqing Ten Thousand Swords!".

"Has it finally opened up?".

Fang Chen slowly got up.

Layers of red blood streaked up the eyeballs, looking hideous and terrifying.

The aura above Murong Tian's body became more and more terrifying.

The power of the blue light sword energy condensed on the top of his head can feel a glare of pain just by looking at it.

What a sharp sword intent that is!

"Senior Brother Murong actually succeeded in practicing Taiqing Wanjian?".

"What a powerful Senior Brother Murong! At this age, he has successfully cultivated the Taiqing Wanjian.

I remember that the last person who was able to successfully cultivate the Taiqing Wanjian at this age..."

"It seems that there are only Misty Fairies."

Discussions sounded one after another.

At this moment, with the aura gathered by Murong Tian's fury, even the audience was shocked.

"It's such a strong martial skill, this wave, even if it's a hard-boiled hot weapon, is it enough?".

A cold voice slowly sounded from the high platform.

Murong Tian walked towards Fang Chen step by step, the violent sword energy in his hands was brewing in the void, and there was a strong killing intent on his face;
"Fang Chen".

"You came to my Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion to find trouble, came to provoke you, ignored the Xian Pavilion, beat up my elders in the Xian Pavilion, and made a big fuss about my Murongtian wedding ceremony."

"These, you cannot be redeemed by a hundred deaths."

"Die."

After finishing charging, Murong Tian pointed at Fang Chen with his palm.

At this moment, the situation suddenly changed.

Even Huang Bufan, who was watching the fight live at the foot of the mountain, clenched his fists nervously.

Murong Tian's strength even faintly exceeded the expectations of the Lord of Changquan.

"Boy Fang, hold on..."

……

Tens of thousands of virtual light swords fell from the sky fiercely, Fang Chen slowly raised his head, and there was only a huge shadow in front of him.

The sun seemed to be blocked.

The pressure is full.

Jiuran below the stage desperately wanted to get out of the control of the maids and rush up to the high stage, but those people also held her tightly to prevent Fang Jiuran from making any changes.

"Chen'er...".

Her hoarse cry caught Fang Chen's attention.

Fang Chen smiled, and the silver spear fell into his hand;

"Is it the last blow? Hehe...".

The next moment, in Murong Tian's mocking expression.

The overwhelming sword light fell down.

Fang Chen's figure seemed to be swallowed by the huge mouth of the abyss, and there were constant explosions that shook the ground.

Boom, boom, boom—

"Fang Chen".

In the auditorium, Mr.

Wu, Lin Tian and others clenched their fists nervously.

At this moment, no one knew whether Fang Chen could survive under that destructive wave attack.

Murong Tian looked coldly at the place where the sound of explosions kept coming, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth became even more serious;
"Fang Chen, let's get on the road obediently."

"This time, you came to my Immortal Pavilion to shout and provoke.

Thousands of teachers present all looked sideways.

Even if Fang Yumiao came back, it would be impossible for me to attack me."

Ha ha.

Fang Chen can be said to be Murong Tian's psychological shadow.

During that rainy night, Fang Chen's last calm and hateful eyes made Murong Tian unable to sleep well for several days.

He is not a person who likes to cut grass and roots.

For a proud son like Murong Tian, ​​he prefers to keep his former opponents and enemies alive so that they can witness his growth.

Let them realize the gap between each other.

He likes to be an existence that no one else can look up to in this life.

He likes to be the shadow of others.

However, Fang Chen was an exception.

For Fang Chen, Murong Tian only had a fierce killing intent.

Fortunately, Fang Chen came to the door by himself.

Moreover, the brat who is overconfident should have completely died in his own Taiqing Wanjian.

"ended".

With a wave of Murong Tian's sleeve robe, he just turned around.

Suddenly a golden light appeared in front of him in an instant, and the gentian silver spear was transformed into a golden color after being transformed by Yanhuang Yin.

At this moment, the smile on Murong Tian's face completely froze.

Fang Chen didn't know when the spear was thrown out.

The speed is like riding a rocket!
In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Murong Tian.

He gathered all his true energy to defend, but just after he used his ultimate move, even Murong Tian's face turned pale.

It is inevitable that there will be some lack of follow-up.

In this case, the shadow of the spear almost posed a death threat to Murong Tian.

Looking at the figure chasing from the dust of the explosion.

Murong Tian was even more horrified; "How is it possible? How could it be possible that you are not dead?".

The exclamation is completely sufficient to represent the aspirations of the vast majority of people watching the battle.

yes!How could this Fang Chen not be dead?

Looking at the figure approaching close to him, Murong Tian's eyes almost popped out, his face full of disbelief.

Fang Chen was expressionless, but his face turned paler.

On the surface of his body, a transparent light curtain finally slowly shattered.

click-

Just at the critical moment just now, with the help of the absolute defense of Yanhuangyin.

Fang Chen successfully blocked Murong Tian's killer move.

And his last hole card, that is only one attack!

It was finally opened.

The extreme sharpness coming from the gold-plated gun tip made Murong Tian's scalp tingle.

This blow!
Under normal circumstances, it should not be able to be displayed by a real martial arts master at all.

"This is really...

over".

Fang Chen's clenched fists slowly loosened, and his gaze was fixed on the gun shadows that were chasing Murong Tian one after another.

Looking at the golden gun shadow, he wanted to directly cut Murong Tian open.

At this moment, the strongest disciple of the younger generation of Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion couldn't hold back anymore.

"Master, save me."

(End of this chapter)