Chapter 340 Someone Calm and Composed
With a crash.
The perspective changed immediately, and the world turned upside down.
"This body is a little weak."
Fang Yang clenched his fists lightly, his eyes deep.
Just the next moment after he said that, in the real world, the shadow of the Dream Emperor in his second acupoint glowed slightly.
In an instant, his eyes showed joy.
It's back, that extremely powerful feeling is back.
He tapped the void lightly, and a huge fiery red eagle emerged.
Although it was only composed of vitality, it was lifelike and had both form and spirit.
So, he put one hand behind his back, stepped forward, and stepped directly on the back of the fiery red eagle.
"Boom--"
A burst of thunder sounded, and the fiery red eagle vibrated its wings, raising a strong wind and heading straight for Tongtian Peak.
Judging from the canyon he was in now, if everything went well, he could have really reached Tongtian Peak two months ago.
But he also knew that it was not that simple.
Now, the environment he was in was quite subtle.
Because of the Tiger Dragon Blessed Land and the Flame Robe, he had been targeted for a long time.
And because of the incidents of Qing Rushang and Sen Yuanyuan, even though he was a student of the Saint Academy, he could only ensure that the saints would not come to the mortal world in person.
"To some extent, this is a battle royale."
"A hunting operation that the Wilderness Realm and even other venerable sects can come to see."
"If he dies, the Tiger Dragon Blessed Land and the Flame Robe will all belong to the winner."
"If he successfully completes the assessment, then 'Fang Nian' can also be reborn from the ashes and grow into a local figure."
"So, on this journey, mortal strongmen at the peak of the fifth level will surely emerge one after another..."
Fang Yang knew all this.
So while he was flapping his wings and flying high, the many auras that were looming around him were not enough to change his color.
He still flapped his wings and soared in the blue sky and white clouds.
He even had time to search for the storage bag and began to refine and prepare talismans.
Calm! Composure! Confident!
This was the first impression he gave to the peepers around him.
This change immediately made many peepers suspicious.
Could it be that he really had some trump card to kill?
The setting sun was like blood.
The sky gradually darkened.
Finally, someone couldn't help it.
With someone taking the lead, more people emerged one after another, blocking Fang Yang's way.
"Fang Nian, you devil!"
"That's right, you actually killed loyal people and killed the leader Zhou Ludi who was very kind to you."
"Hand over the Flame Robe Sacred Artifact quickly, otherwise, I will be rude to you."
"Fang Nian, my ancestor is waiting on the left and right. As long as you are willing to hand over the sacred artifact, my ancestor will guarantee that you will reach Tongtian Peak directly..."
Either coercion, inducement, or fraud.
This group of people set up their own camps, but they also gathered in groups of three or five, and each of them had a fierce look in their eyes.
What's even more terrifying is that in the back, there are still strong men lurking silently, waiting for Fang Yang to reveal a flaw at any time.
Even in the midst of words, many people were still secretly planning.
The situation, which was already difficult to see clearly, became more and more complicated.
At this moment, a strong wind blew, blowing Fang Yang's black hair up and flying in the air.
Even though he was besieged by the heroes and faced the great danger of his death, Fang Yang still had one hand behind his back and was calm.
"Boom--"
The fire eagle flapped its wings, and explosions sounded one after another.
Thunder talismans and fire talismans flashed one after another, turning into huge fire beasts and thunder beasts sprinting.
Not only that, there were also mysteries such as wind and fire following each other.
At this moment, it was really a galloping of thousands of beasts, rushing forward like a long river of time.
"Gua, retreat quickly!"
Fang Yang's decisiveness was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people to start a war without a word.
In an instant, the heroes retreated, and only a dozen people were left in front of the beasts.
Immediately, a tearing sound was heard. Among the more than ten people, seven of them could not stop the charge and were directly torn apart.
"No, Ah He!!"
The screams continued to sound.
But there were also several figures wrapped in the wind and pierced through, and the sharp edges in their hands were about to kill Fang Yang.
However, as soon as they approached Fang Yang, they could no longer rush in.
And the phantoms of the fire tiger, the golden eagle, and many other phantoms were firmly blocked outside the field by the fire robe and thunder armor talisman.
Fang Yang's face was calm, and there was no extra emotion at all.
He pressed the thousand-year-old peach wood sword on his waist with his big hand, and a cold light exploded.
"Ang~"
A dragon sword chant sounded, causing the faces of the people around to change drastically.
The next moment, a huge silver sword dragon hovered below and slowly rose.
The silver sword dragon had a dragon horn on its head, and then rushed up at a speed that seemed slow but was actually fast.
The lives were charred, and the earth was stained with blood.
A large number of cultivators suffered disasters, and even people at the peak of the fifth level died.
It can only be said that the most top-notch genius of the Venerable Dao Sect has the means to make the other cultivators despair!
"No~"
A beautiful woman's pupils suddenly shrank in the rain of blood, and she cried out in surprise.
While she was unable to do it, her Taoist partner was unable to resist this move for her.
With a bang, she and her Taoist partner were killed into powder.
The death of life, the bones and blood of cultivators.
But it happened suddenly in a breath, which made people tremble with fear.
"Fang Nian, you are too arrogant!"
A solemn voice came from the back.
This voice was like a lion's roar and a dragon's cry, striking people's hearts.
A vast golden road appeared, and a heroic young man with a tall figure and wearing red gold armor arrived.
He looked like an ancient god general, and as soon as he appeared, he made everyone in the field hold their breath.
"Ren Gou, it's Ren Gou."
"Humph, Ren Gou is a famous young saint, and he is also Ren Ningning's younger brother."
"Fang Nian is in big trouble!"
The surviving monks were ecstatic when they saw Ren Gou appear.
The next moment, Ren Gou stepped forward with a dragon-like and tiger-like step.
Behind him, a huge black sky dog phantom roared to the sky, driving heavy hurricanes.
In the blink of an eye, he stepped through the void and suppressed Fang Yang with a palm.
The dog barked, and the black sky dog burst into a Binghuo God Thunder Light Ball from its mouth, carrying a breath of killing everything, oppressing and falling, hitting the void with a red, mighty and majestic.
The other cultivators all looked solemn when they saw it.
This is the power of the young saint, which is absolutely beyond the reach of ordinary geniuses!
"Bing Fire God Thunder?" Fang Yang's eyes flickered.
Immediately, an extremely hot aura spread from Fang Yang.
His clothes fluttered, and a phantom of a fire eagle that looked like a substance flapped its wings and flew high, rushing straight to the Bing Fire God Thunder Light Ball.
Rumble--
Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the phantom of the fire eagle swallowed the Bing Fire God Thunder Light Ball and rushed straight to Ren Gou.
"No, this is impossible..." Ren Gou's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was trembling. This was the breath of death!
He roared, and forcibly moved a little space between the impossible.
Although two-thirds of his body dissipated, he finally avoided the pounce of the fire eagle phantom.
Before he could be happy, under Fang Yang's will, the fiery red giant eagle flapped its wings and flew high, burning him to pieces.
The sudden change shocked the others so much that they had no time to react. Before the joy on their faces faded, they were filled with fear.
The fiery red giant eagle continued to flap its wings and flew straight to Tongtian Peak.
The cultivators who blocked Fang Yang's way fled in panic and fell one after another.
"Dead, all dead?!"
"Hiss, where did this killing god come from?"
"It didn't even take half a minute, it's all over, it's all over, haha, hahaha~"
"Ren Gou's sister Ren Ningning is the most proud disciple of Panluo Great Sage. Fang Nian is in big trouble..."
At this moment, the surroundings were blood red, and the ground was full of broken limbs and corpses.
The remaining cultivators saw this and felt sad, crying and laughing.
On the other side.
Fang Yang stepped on the fiery red giant eagle, and the Fire Eyes Thunder Note Talisman was activated.
He also heard the words of the remaining cultivators, but he didn't take it too seriously.
If they hadn't fled everywhere, it would be a waste of time to chase them one by one, and he would definitely not mind getting rid of them.
After all, whoever stands in his way will die!
The strong wind blew, and Fang Yang's clothes fluttered.
At this moment, he smiled faintly: "Ren Ningning, the favorite disciple of the Great Sage? He will be killed in seconds if he shows his head."