Chapter 222
Laughing loudly, Master Shangzhuang pointed at Fang Shuo and said ferociously, "Since you object, come up and say it!"

Fang Shuo's anger could no longer be suppressed, and he moved forward in vain, rushing towards the peak of Changhong. Behind him, countless afterimages remained. It was not until he rushed halfway that the first afterimage gradually disappeared.

"It's so fast. I can only feel the breath of breaking the veins on this person, but this speed may not be able to be achieved by ordinary god refiners."

"It's just that this person is too immature. This is the Xuanhuo Sect. What is the reason for him to stand up and stop this wedding regardless of life and death?"

Countless people were puzzled, and all the Tianjiao elders in the Bafang Hall were also puzzled. Only Chu Xin, looking at Fang Shuo who vowed not to turn back, sighed softly.

Half the distance passed in a blink of an eye, and the ferocious face of the real Shangzhuang was frozen, and suddenly he raised his hand at this moment, and a shadow of a fist, like lightning and thunder, pressed down instantly.

Fang Shuo's physical strength erupted, his spiritual cultivation unreservedly operated, and his right fist greeted him like a rock on a mountain.

boom!
The endless air waves blasted away, distorting the space around Fang Shuo rapidly. He spurted blood, but the speed was more than one point, and it was hundreds of feet in a blink of an eye.

"He, received a fist of spiritual power from Shangzhuang Master?"

"Oh my god, he is just a cultivator of broken veins, and the master of Shangzhuang is a strong man of emptiness. The distance between the two realms is like clouds and mud. Could it be that my eyes are dazzled?"

Everyone exclaimed, but Fang Shuo spurted out another mouthful of blood after rushing five hundred feet away. Relying on spiritual cultivation alone, he could only die.

"Old man, I underestimated you!"

At the same time that Fang Shuo spewed out blood again, the complexion of the real Shangzhuang changed slightly, and another fist shadow bombarded him.

Looking at the rapidly enlarged shadow of the fist in front of him, Fang Shuo's eyes were full of cold light, and the power of the ancient gods poured out, and turned into fists to meet him.

Boom!

There were two bangs and explosions. The first sound was the explosion of Fang Shuo's fist condensed with the power of the desolate ancient gods, and the second sound was the shadow of Shangzhuang real person's fist hitting Fang Shuo's physical fist!
This time, Fang Shuo's figure paused, but he didn't stop there. Trembling, he rushed out again.

"Two punches, he received two punches, and Senior Shangzhuang's second punch, Xiao Sha has obviously strengthened several times..."

"This junior is not simple. His physical body is an ancient body. Who is he?"

Everyone in the square was shocked, even Xuan Chizi shrank his pupils and his eyes flickered, and the expressions of the old man and woman beside him also changed.

Among all the celestial talents, Xun Shu and other celestial talents were shocked, and the figure of a young man appeared in his mind in vain.

"Could it be him..."

At this moment, Fang Shuo was only three hundred feet away from the top of Changhong, and the face of Shangzhuang real person turned livid. In his imagination, Fang Shuo died with the first punch.

But Fang Shuo survived!

So for the second punch, he used [-]% of his spiritual power, but he didn't expect that Fang Shuo's physical body had an ancient physique, and it was almost impossible to kill him without magic.

But he is a strong celestial cultivator. Compared with divine cultivators, he is two big realms higher than Fang Shuo. If he uses magic to kill an existence that is like an ant compared to himself, he will be ridiculed for the rest of his life .

And if you can't kill him, you will be shamed for life!

"You are the first ancient body I have seen in hundreds of years of practice, but killing you is like killing a dog!"

Shangzhuang Daoist's face was blue and red, and his hands were behind his back. His spiritual power was restrained, but another fist shadow appeared out of thin air.

As soon as this punch was released, the 10 people in the square suddenly gasped, and some even trembled.

"Ah, this is the fist of the realm. Senior Shangzhuang wants to use the realm to completely crush this kid!"

"Repression by the realm, and the suppression of two realms apart, no matter how defiant he is, there is only one way to die..."

While everyone exclaimed, Fang Shuo was only a hundred feet away from the top of the Changhong. At this moment, he could see the delicate blue body of the woman next to the real person in Shangzhuang trembling like water.

He looked at her, how he wanted to jump over, hold her in his arms, and tell his ten years of missing.

She looked at him, not knowing who he was, but she hoped so much that it was him...

Gazing at this glance, the third fist has pierced the void, and Fang Shuo's divine power is as if he has been sealed. Except for the power of the ancient god body, he can't raise half of his cultivation base, even the hidden and fused deity is still the same.

"Is the realm crushing, but you still can't do anything to me!"

Fang Shuo forcefully spat out a mouthful of blood, and the power of his soul erupted quietly. In this void, the ghost penetrated away. In a blink of an eye, a will permeated him, forming an invisible barrier on his body.

No one can feel this confusion except himself.

"Exile Xingtian's will, swallow all souls, and concentrate on helping me!"

Fang Shuo roared in his heart, and in the surrounding maze, illusory mouths appeared one after another, and when the fist came, they swallowed them all.

"die!"

Master Shangzhuang dropped the death word, and his huge fist hit Fang Shuo's heart without any hindrance. However, the extinction of Fang Shuo he imagined did not come.

On the contrary, his fist, which was derived from the realm, seemed to be swallowed by some kind of force, and gaps appeared one after another, and finally became invisible.

"What's the situation? The most powerful punch that the real Shangzhuang used was the least effective punch. To be precise, it has no effect at all."

"His Realm Fist seems to be eaten by a dog, and he can swallow it up in a blink of an eye. It's so weird..."

In the square, jaws dropped to the ground, and many people rubbed their eyes vigorously, still not understanding what happened.

On the top of Changhong, the real person of Shangzhuang was furious, and he punched three times, killing an ant.

The point is, after Fang Shuo spurted three mouthfuls of blood, he had already stood on the top of Changhong, right in front of him.

This is a slap in the face, a naked slap in the face, the greatest shame in his life, to appear at his apprentice's wedding.

He was not injured, but at this moment, he spewed out a mouthful of blood, the blood of anger.

He pointed at Fang Shuo tremblingly, and said with a smirk: "Hey, boy, at this moment, I have decided not to kill you. I want you to spend your whole life to repay the shame of today..."

Shangguanliu was also full of anger, he turned around, and bowed to the old man beside Xuan Chizi: "Master, this disciple is getting married today, it is not appropriate to make a move, but the wedding is still going on, this son is going to die, please master, kill it for me he."

After the words fell, the old man nodded, and just as he was about to leave, two figures, one black and one white, flew out of the northeast hall, and at the same time, a rolling sound came.

"Quack quack quack, I finally understood. It turns out that our good disciple is trying to steal a marriage. I like it. Fuck him."

"Count me into it, good boy, don't worry about grabbing it, if you can't grab this little girl, it's mine from your master."

"Bah, I'm the master master, and you are at most a second child!"

"You are the second child, and your whole family is the second child..."

The two voices rushed to each other, the black shadow stood in front of the old man, and the white shadow exploded in momentum, instantly blasting Shangguanliu thousands of feet away, and even the real Shangzhuang stepped back... …

(End of this chapter)

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