When his palms met, Yang Xing's face appeared ferocious.

The little boy with yellow mouth actually wants to resist? Let me cut off your arm and let you, the little monk, know how great the world is.

While thinking about it, he felt a powerful force coming from his palm, which he could not match!

With a click, one of the arms was broken on the spot.

It was not the arm of the yellow-mouthed child in his eyes, but himself.

The severe pain came, but he didn't care about handling it, and his figure retreated to the distance in an instant.

Because at this moment he knew that the other party's Taoism was far above him.

Even though he couldn't believe it, he had to believe it in the face of the facts.

With a lot of thought, he stood in the distance with a tense expression, suppressing the pain that kept coming from his arms, and said in a deep voice: "Who is you, who has trespassed into the important place in our door?"

Fang Qian raised his eyebrows lightly. The ecstasy surged in his eyes when the other party saw him just now was not like he couldn't recognize him.

The implicit greed in it is like seeing a rare treasure.

"Have you seen me?"

The question he said was a decisive tone.

Without waiting for Yang Xing to defend himself, he continued: "I have never seen you. In this way, you should have seen me from other channels."

He looked at the change of Yang Xing's expression and said, "Is it an image? No, it's a portrait? Someone is looking for me? Will there be a reward for finding me?"

Yang Xing looked at the young monk who was talking nonstop, and a chill surged in his heart. It was too terrifying that this man could infer so many facts from this brief contact.

He suddenly understood why the Beast God was looking for this person in a big way. Isn’t it ordinary for humans to be valued by the Beast God?

At this moment, he felt timid in his heart, and all the words begging for mercy had come to his mouth.

However, Fang Qian did not intend to give the other party a chance to beg for mercy and admit defeat.

He came to finish off the little apprentice. Although he had unexpected gains, he had no idea of ​​changing his goal.

He looked at Yang Xing and said indifferently: "Tell the little monk who is looking for me, the little monk can guarantee that your sect's inheritance will continue."

Yang Xing was shocked and said incredibly: "You actually want to destroy my whole family? Just because I took action against you just now?"

Fang Qian was not going to explain anything. He knew that the other party might have unrealistic fantasies, and he just needed to completely break these fantasies.

He took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Yang Xing across the space. His white palm was covered with golden light and calmly fell towards Yang Xing.

Yang Xing looked ferocious, and while he was muttering something, a golden hook suddenly shone brightly.

He didn't believe that even if this monk had a profound knowledge of Taoism, he could compete with his magic weapon that he had practiced for many years with a pair of flesh palms.

The sharp golden hook passes through the space, as if there is a sharp edge, and even the invisible and tangible wind can be separated by it.

Not to mention being an individual, even a mountain cannot stop its formidable edge.

In an instant, Yang Xing once again regained the confidence of the leader of the sect.

However, the trajectory of Fang Qian's palm falling did not change at all, as if he had not seen the unparalleled golden hook.

bite!

The two intersected and made a crisp sound of clear spirit under the collision of metal.

Then, with a bang, Yang Xing's self-controlled magic weapon, the golden hook, was directly collapsed and flew out, but Fang Qian's palm was still falling.

At this time, Yang Xing had already stayed there.

He looked at the palm that was approaching, and then he realized that the palm had been wrapped in a layer of black yellow metal at some point.

Obviously, this is the same magic weapon.

In front of such magic weapons, the Haojin hook, which he had practiced for many years, was so vulnerable.

Feeling the intact power contained in the palm of his palm, he knew that he could only die in this palm.

He stood there in a grim expression, and had already given up resistance.

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However, the next moment, the palm suddenly stopped and stopped three points in front of his forehead.

Fang Qian's voice was still cold and there was no change.

"Tell the little monk who is looking for me, and the little monk can still guarantee that your sect's inheritance will continue."

Yang Xing was silent for a moment, and finally said, "That man was named the Beast God. He destroyed the Burning Incense Valley, one of the three major sects in the world as soon as he was born. At this moment, millions of monsters have gathered to siege Tianyin Temple. I don't know the specific situation. I only know that he will spread your portraits all over the world and promise that as long as you can find you, you can make any request to him."

Fang Qian was shocked all over. He thought that he might be from the Demon Sect or the Qingyun, but he never thought that he would be the Beast God.

According to the plot, it is at least ten years since the birth of the beast god.

What's more, he has never had any interaction with the Beast God, so why would the Beast God come to him at all costs?

This was really beyond his expectations.

This uncontrollable development really angered him a little.

But soon, he abandoned these useless emotions. No matter why the beast god was looking for him, Tianyin Temple is in danger at this moment, and he must rush back immediately.

Without hesitation, Yang Xing was killed on the spot without hesitation.

The next moment, his mind swept across the entire sect and realized that there was no more supreme purity and the Pratyekabuddha level, he instantly left the place and rushed towards the direction of Tianyin Temple.

In the meeting hall thirty meters away, many disciples from the Zizai Sect gathered here one by one, but there were only a few dozen people.

After waiting for a long time, I never saw the sect leader appearing, and I felt a little restless.

"What's going on? The sect leader hasn't come yet after so long?"

"I said, are you pretending to pass on the order of the sect leader to enjoy us?"

Among the disciples, the young man who was in charge of the order before said angrily: "Don't you, this is what the sect leader ordered in person."

After a while, he suddenly stood up and walked out of the meeting hall, saying, "Okay, I'll go find the sect leader now, see what you say!"

Not long after, the disciples in the hall suddenly heard the panic and fearful shouts coming from not far away.

"The sect leader is dead! The sect leader is dead!"

In an instant, the entire convention hall was in an uproar.

......

Haotian World, it has been several days since Ye Hongyu left Zhuxian World.

Since that day, the worlds of the two worlds have been synchronized.

Similarly, the world of Zhuxian has more heaven and earth energy, and the world of Haotian naturally has heaven and earth spiritual energy.

Many changes began since then.

In the depths of the west of the wasteland, in the once unknown place in the world, an ordinary young monk walked out of a chessboard.

He looked at the sky and murmured to himself: "So, this world is so big..."

At the same time, in the back mountain of Datang Academy, Master opened his eyes slightly while he was sleeping. He glanced at the West casually, shook his head and chuckled, and then closed his eyes again.
Chapter completed!