Chapter 117: Becoming Famous (Three Updates for Now)

Chapter 117 Becoming Famous (Third update for now...)

In the sky above, Fang Yang was riding a horse and dragging a spear, chasing Liu Manlou.

Around Fang Yang, a whirlpool of orange and yellow flames exploded, and a purple thunder and lightning group bloomed.

Then, he turned his wrist and raised his spear, like an unparalleled general, killing Liu Manlou!

With just a few moves, Fang Yang created such terrifying power, forcing Liu Manlou to retreat again and again.

"Buzz..."

Thunder and lightning and flames intertwined together like water and milk, making the void tremble slightly.

Fang Yang stabbed with a spear, simple but extraordinary.

Because as the spear edge advanced, brilliance bloomed, with fire eagles fluttering their wings and thunder carps diving into the bottom.

This is the true meaning of Carp Eagle!

The speed is extremely fast and there is no way to retreat.

Liu Manlou felt a chill instantly rush from his spine to his mind, and he was trembling with fear.

Just for a moment, Liu Manlou pinched the magic formula with his left hand, and a stream of blood-red heart essence flowed from his mouth and nose.

On his arms, there was an even brighter green light shining, and huge power resonated.

Bang——

Maoshuo had another fierce argument.

But this time, the red war spear directly flew away from the reshaping, penetrated the heavy armor, and the blood flowed endlessly.

Just when a blow was about to penetrate Liu Manlou's chest and wipe out Liu Manlou's vitality, the big navy blue horse under Liu Manlou's crotch flashed his eyes and backed away like crazy.

Defeated.

Liu Manlou was defeated.

He even came close to being completely killed by Fang Yang.

At this moment, Liu Manlou fell completely limp on his horse, like a bloody man, dying, very miserable.

This result simply stunned everyone.

Everyone knew that Fang Yang had the advantage and would defeat Liu Manlou.

But I never thought that I would win in such an exaggerated way.

Fang Yang was afraid that he had really touched the realm of the young great sage.

Because of this, the morale of Fang Yang's side suddenly rose sharply.

In contrast, the morale of Liu Manlou's side was sluggish.

Seeing this, Fang Yang did not pursue Liu Manlou deeply.

He raised his spear, pointed his troops forward, and sounded the clarion call for counterattack:

"Whoever captures Liu Manlou alive will be rewarded a thousand households!"

Rumble——

The sound of horse hooves resounded, and the ground shook.

The soldiers and generals swept towards each other like a flood.

Especially the slave beasts under the slave cultivators are even more crazy.

When there was a difference of hundreds of steps, the legions took action almost simultaneously.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with arrows, wind blades, fireballs, water cannons, etc., and it was chaos.

And after that, it was a real hand-to-hand encounter.

The swords collided and blood flew, almost forming a bloody melee.

"What a waste. If a blood cultivator were here, they would probably have a wild carnival." Fang Yang thought to himself from behind.

…

The war over the Leran Grassland has come to an end.

The final result ended with Fang Yang's army winning a complete victory.

Especially when Fang Yang mobilized the three thousand elite soldiers of the White Feather Eagle tribe, the overall situation was completely determined.

These three thousand elite soldiers are the elite among Fang Yang's elite.

When necessary, Fang Yang can quickly convert the regiment Sen Yue left here into his regiment Fang Yang based on three thousand elite soldiers.

But that's not necessary.

Because this is an extraordinary world where personal force is supreme.

Even if he had the means to condense the soul of the battle formation, it would be difficult for Fang Yang to defeat the enemy across a large realm.

And when the news of this battle spread around, it caused a lot of waves.

"Fang Yang's progress is too amazing."

At Zhang Ye's residence, his cousin Zhang Lezha said: "It has only been a month or two since he transformed into the carp eagle spirit body, right? He has already firmly set foot in the realm of the young saint, and even touched the realm of the young great saint?" "

Zhang Ye on the side did not scold his cousin for his surprise.

Instead, Zhang Ye asked: "According to your opinion, what strength should Fang Yang be in now?"

Cousin Zhang Le opened his mouth, but it was difficult for him to speak. He just looked at Zhang Ye blankly.

This means that he thinks Fang Yang is the most extraordinary and should grow up at the same level as Zhang Ye.

After all, we are all sons and daughters of the Changkong clan, with an inheritance, resources, and opportunities.

The most important thing is that no one has a saint ancestor alive!

However, Fang Yang just rode away from everyone and even tried to catch up with Sen Wei!

Such an achievement is too shocking.

"Fang Yang..." Zhang Ye muttered silently, thinking deeply.

…

Fang Yang's suppression of Liu Manlou is still spreading around, even outside the army of the famous Changkong clan.

"There are no heroes at that time. It makes Zhuzi famous. It really offends me. It offends me!" Enemies like Liu Sanshu felt deeply depressed.

"Finally I heard good news." Dongfang Moran breathed a sigh of relief.

If even Fang Yang couldn't bear it, they, the young geniuses in Senyue's army, would probably not be able to fare well.

"Fang Yang? I didn't expect that he could still firmly hold the title of leader. In this case, he will definitely be able to gather some of the luck of all living beings... Is it also a name to deceive the world and steal the name..." Ji Juyun was thoughtful.

Even the four pavilion elders in Xuan'ao Study Room, including Flowers, Birds, Fishes and Insects, have heard about this matter.

Mysterious study room.

The fragrance of tea is subtle.

A photographic stone was placed on the table, projecting forward the battle for Leran Grassland, especially the battle between Fang Yang and Liu Manlou.

At this moment, the four elders looked at Fang Yang, who was showing great power, with different eyes.

Fast, too fast, super fast!

Fang Yang's momentum was so fast that it was simply shocking.

It really seemed like what was said before, like a fish entering the sea, a bird flying in the sky, no longer constrained.

Even people as knowledgeable as them felt the mystery of Fang Yang.

The scene fell into silence for a short time, and they were still digesting the impact brought by Fang Yang.

Mental strategy is one thing, and real strength is another.

It can only be said that Fang Yang used his performance to strongly defeat the image of him as a simple vassal of Sen Hui in the minds of the elders.

"It would be great if the Great Sun Golden Crow Road had not been broken." Elder Chong broke the silence: "In that case, Xiao Hui can also continue to walk the road of Fusang Sacred Tree."

"The world has changed drastically, what can you and I do?" Elder Yu shook his head helplessly.

Elder Hua did not respond, but set the tone, "There will be rewards for merit, and Fang Yang can be ordered to control the other tribes of Leran Grassland, and decide life and death."

In the end, none of them mentioned suppressing Fang Yang again.

There is no need, really no need.

Let Fang Yang fly freely, and when he is blocked and encounters a storm, he will naturally think of the good of their Sen family.

…

The weather is clear and sunny.

The Leran Grassland, which has regained its stability, has regained its vitality, and there are signs of vitality everywhere.

The White Feather Eagle Tribe, which is the core of Fang Yang's command, is even more lively.

Even the nine inferior tribes and five bronze tribes around them all sent people to pay tribute and worship.

They worship the White Feather Eagle Tribe, and even more so Fang Yang!

At this moment, Fang Yang was walking slowly with the little frost horse, with a leisurely look.

"Huh?" The little frost horse stepped on the grass and suddenly asked.

Because it saw that the electric python was actually exposed to the scorching sun, like a huge and long green rope, motionless.

"The electric python is still alive, don't worry." Fang Yang smiled with narrowed eyes.

But the little frost horse was still worried. It saw it stepping on its hooves, its feet were flying, and it quickly crossed the grass and walked in front of the electric python.

The electric python seemed to have sensed something and slowly opened its gloomy and cold purple vertical pupils.

Suddenly, there was a faint green electric light flashing in the void.

The little frost horse was frightened by the electric python's look.

It turned around and ran away as if its soul was scared away, and ran towards Fang Yang with all its strength.

Seeing this, the electric python slowly closed its eyes and lazily basked in the sun again.

"Huh?"

The little frost horse, who was tightly attached to Fang Yang's feet, poked its head out again to spy on the electric python.

When the little frost horse found that the electric python seemed to be asleep again, it took another light step and walked towards the electric python slowly and quietly.

The electric python sensed the movement and continued to open its cold vertical pupils, staring at the little frost horse.

Suddenly, the little frost horse was frightened again and ran towards Fang Yang frantically.

"Timid and curious..."

Fang Yang bent down and picked up the little frost horse, "Let's go, let's go find the white-feathered eagle."