(Recommended collection!~~~~~) "Why fear a fight?!" Liu Wenxin listened to the words from the Yue Yuan Pavilion disciple who was pinched by him, and felt the bloody spit on his face. A deep cold appeared in his eyes.

"Why fear a battle?! Then let me see what qualifications you have to fight!!"

The spiritual power surged from the big hand that pinched the disciple's neck, and Liu Wenxin was about to cut off his cervical spine in one fell swoop.

"Then try fighting with me!!"

Just when the tragedy was about to happen, a clear and loud shout suddenly sounded behind Liu Wenxin!

His pupils suddenly contracted to the size of a needle tip. Liu Wenxin only felt that the hairs on his body stood up one by one at this moment. A sense of crisis that was so strong that it could not be dissolved was covered by the clear voice without warning. This sense of crisis... was fatal!

Human potential is infinite, and even more so by monks. They almost subconsciously took a step back and turned around. Liu Wenxin blocked the male disciple of Yueyuan Pavilion who was restrained by him.

He actually tried to use this young disciple as a shield!

"I don't know if you should say you are smart or you are shameless." A faint sneer followed, and a white shadow suddenly walked around the male disciple with an extremely mysterious step under his feet.

The five fingers that were gathered were like a poisonous snake and were like lightning. The hand that pinched the neck of the male disciple of Yueyuan Pavilion. The wrist hurt suddenly, and Liu Wenxin couldn't help crying out loud. The palm, which was full of spiritual power, could no longer use strength, and involuntarily loosened the male disciple's neck.

Everyone on the battlefield was stunned by this dramatic change. Everyone's eyes were also focused on the young man in white who appeared at some time.

"It's okay, leave it to me." He gently patted the male disciple's back, and there was a hint of respect in Fang Xi's eyes. The most precious thing about this male disciple is not his talented and crazy physique, but the even more valuable thing is the passionate blood in his heart! If a sect has this spirit, it will become stronger one day!

Looking at Fang Xi gratefully, there was a hint of doubt in the male disciple's eyes. Because he didn't remember that there was such a man in white among their small waves, and he didn't remember that there was such a master among them who could easily save him from a deacon of Yuxu period.

"Who are you?!"

Covering his extremely painful wrist, Liu Wenxin's face was full of ferociousness. He also didn't know when such a young master popped up in this game. He could feel from the brief fight just now that he was probably not the opponent of this kid.

"I'm the one who came to take your life."

With a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, Fang Xi's face was covered with coldness that frozen everything. He walked towards Liu Wenxin step by step, and the other six white robes of Fang Xi's clone also took action at this moment.

"Clan?!This..." Liu Wenxin of course noticed this, but he was even more shocked. It is extremely rare to be able to practice the extremely unparalleled secrets of clones, and it is also very difficult to practice. This young master actually has six clones?!

Fang Xi's body, wearing silver armor, was still watching coldly in the audience. If Liu Wenxin knew that this clone was not six but seven, he would probably fall off his chin in horror on the spot.

"Please strengthen the power of my Yueyuan Pavilion!"

The male disciple who had just turned wild looked at Fang Xi's straight back, his eyes full of hope, and he suddenly knelt on one knee. He suddenly clasped his fists and shouted.

Although I don’t know what the origin of this man who miraculously appeared, it is obvious now that he is standing on the side of Yueyuan Pavilion, and he is the savior of the disciples of Yueyuan Pavilion!

His footsteps paused suddenly, and Fang Xi's cold eyes slowly scanned the scene, and all the expressions on the faces of the disciples of Yueyuan Pavilion were captured by him.

"Strengthen the power of my Yueyuan Pavilion!"

With a sudden roar of arms, Fang Xi suddenly roared to the sky. The roar rolled and never dissipated for a long time, and it actually blew towards everyone's ears like thunder.

It was like a volcano that had been suppressed for countless years, finally gushing out the hot magma at this moment; it was like a magic weapon buried deep for a long time, and it was like a drop of water dripping into the burning boiling oil. All the disciples of Yueyuan Pavilion, regardless of their cultivation level, suddenly turned red after Fang Xi's shout!

"Strengthen the power of my Yueyuan Pavilion!!"

The fighting spirit, the original intention of the Yueyuan Pavilion disciples, which had already reached the extreme, was finally ignited by the Xiongxiong again at this moment. So what if the cultivation level is lower? As long as you take action, I will dare to fight with you forever!

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Even if I die under your sword, I will have to try my best to seriously injure you!

first!

From the beginning of this battle to now, the disciples of Yueyuan Pavilion took the initiative to attack the enemies around them for the first time!!

Everyone has two shoulders and one head, everyone is a disciple of the seven major sects, and everyone has a life!

Just hit, who is afraid of whom?!

The battle became more tragic than at the beginning. The blood of the monk, which was much richer than that of ordinary people, was floating in the air like money.

This is the battlefield, in which individuals have no win or loss, only life or death.

But the difference is that the disciples of Yueyuan Pavilion gradually moved back to their disadvantages. Although they have few people and their cultivation is a little worse, they are filled with an inexplicable spiritual power.

It was this force that supported them to start this gorgeous reversal step by step!

"My disciple of Yueyuan Pavilion, why are you afraid of a battle?"

Yes, I am not afraid of a fight! With the call of Fang Xi, the backbone, these Yueyuan Pavilion disciples who were blushed and red in shame were not afraid of anything at this time!!

"Haha..." Feeling the unprecedented emotion emitted by the disciples of Yueyuan Pavilion around him, Fang Xi showed a hint of relief. He knew that as long as someone like Liu Wenxin who had a much higher cultivation than them took action, the disciples of Canglan Pavilion alone would definitely not be able to retain these disciples of Yueyuan Pavilion.

"Damn boy!"

When he felt the change in form in this situation, Liu Wenxin's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. However, he could not stop Fang Xi. This sad feeling really made him feel uncomfortable.

"I have never heard of such a young master in Yueyuan Pavilion. Who is yours? It doesn't seem wise to offend us Canglan Pavilion."

I knew in my heart that there might be no good results for a strong attack, so Liu Wenxin turned his eyes and planned to use the name of Canglan Pavilion to scare Fang Xi away.

However, Fang Xi's response to his words was very direct.

With a slight smile, the white figure suddenly bounced up, and a whip leg filled with terrifying power roared towards Liu Wenxin.

"The disciples of Yueyuan Pavilion are not afraid of a battle. You, the deacon of Canglan Pavilion, are too embarrassing to see this way, right?"
Chapter completed!