Super Golden Eye

No matter left or right, Fang Yang looked around at the people attending the Taiqing Fa conference. The discovery is really diverse and varied.

Some wore a simple ancient robe, some wore a battle suit with iron armor. Some are like fireworks and vulgar fans, and some are as old as the old way...It is really eye-opening.

What made Fang Yang most gratified was that he finally saw a few disciples wearing normal costumes like him. Some suits and leather shoes, bright leather shoes; some sportswear, full of vigor.

If it were not for this special venue, no one would be able to associate them with these old antiques.

Fang Yang was stunned when he heard An Hongtao coldly snorted, "Huh, the Demon Flame is arrogant! The Taiqing Palace is too spineless!"

Following An Hongtao's gaze, Fang Yang saw a large number of strange-looking guys coming in.

Most of them are just dressed in novel, but there are also some strange looks, and even the first glance makes them feel uncomfortable all over.

Don't ask, these must be people of the Demon Cult. It looks weird and gloomy, and it is in line with the usual style of the villain.

"An Daochang, Zhongnan said, are you okay?"

When Fang Yang was looking at the God of Appointment, he heard a voice coming from Chen Chen. Turning his head to see, a group of people were walking towards them.

The old man walking in the front, with a face like a crown jade, eyes full of spirit, wearing apricot and yellow robe, walks like a tiger and tiger.

An Hongtao saw the incoming person and immediately got up and greeted him: "Who I am, it turned out to be Qingxu Guan Hanyangzi, please sit here."

An Hongtao gave up his position, and the two sat down side by side, Han Yangzi's other disciples all lined up in two rows.

After sitting down, An Hongtao asked: "I didn't expect Qingxuguan to send you to lead the team. It seems that I have attached great importance to this Taiqing Fa conference."

Han Yangzi smiled slightly: "It's a big matter, who can ignore it? Isn't Qingcheng Mountain also escorted by Chief An in person?"

An Hongtao glanced at the disciples standing behind Han Yangzi: "I don't need to say more about those things that happened. This time Qingcheng Mountain has basically no advantage.

When I arrived at Qingxuguan, I didn't seem to have suffered any loss. The elites came out in large numbers, and they would definitely be able to do my best. "

Of course Han Yangzi knew about the attacks on outstanding disciples of various sects. Fortunately, Qingxuguan had a special terrain, and promptly resolved the assassination of his disciples, so that he did not suffer any loss:

"Unexpectedly, someone dared to do something on Qingcheng Mountain, and indeed the Demon Flame is arrogant! But this matter, I am afraid that I can't defend the way just by relying on my bloodline..."

An Hongtao sighed: "You can only count one step as one step, and it depends on whether these second-generation disciples can earn their breath."

Han Yangzi looked behind An Hongtao, and finally froze in Fang Yang's body: "I heard that An Dao has grown up to be a good apprentice and has good character and strength. Is this this one?"

It is not surprising that Han Yangzi can recognize Fang Yang. To say that the strength of the entire ancient martial arts world is put aside first, this is the most famous, if Fang Yang is second, no one dares to recognize the first!

Moreover, Fang Yang's series of feats, coupled with the name of the youngest Feng Shui master, added a lot of mystery to him.

Although he didn't have much favor with Han Yangzi, out of politeness, Fang Yang stepped forward and gave a salute: "Qingcheng disciple Fang Yang, I have seen Master Uncle."

Han Yangzi nodded again and again: "Okay, it really is a kind of talent, rushing to see Brother Fang Yang."

A handsome young man turned behind Han Yangzi, but the arrogance between his brows made people feel a little unhappy. Punch Fang Yang with a fist:

"Senior Brother Fang, he has been admiring his name for a long time, like Lei Guaner, I don't know when we can discuss one or two?"

Fang Yang knew that this guy was very imaginary and was lazy to deal with this kind of people: "There will be opportunities in the future, but I am lazy and have a bad memory. Maybe I will forget it after a while."

Chong Ling's eyes flashed: "If this is the case, then it's okay for us to discuss here! Be careful!"

Before he finished his words, Chong Ling stood up with his left palm and attacked Fang Yang's chest!

Seeing that Chong Ling's left palm was pale gold, Fang Yang didn't want to harden it. He shrank his right hand and flicked his cuff, then swung Chong Ling's left palm away: "Junior, in front of the teacher, just say you do it. Is it not in compliance?"

The moment An Hongtao and Han Yangzi started their hands, they had already flashed three feet away. Seeing this scene, An Hongtao's face was also a little unhappy: "Han Yangzi, what does this mean?"

Han Yangzi still smiled: "It doesn't mean anything, it's just that Feng Chuan Ling Gao is the first disciple of the second generation. I think Chong Ling wants to confirm the gap between himself and the first person.

It's all children's issues. As elders, we don't have to worry about it, and let them solve it on their own, isn't it? "

An Hongtao said solemnly: "Han Yangzi, I hope you know what you are doing! Otherwise, it will be detrimental to the friendship between you and my two generations!"

Chong Ling respectfully bowed to An Hongtao: "Uncle, I just want to learn the magical skills of a junior brother. There is no abrupt meaning, and I hope that Uncle will complete it."

An Hongtao is a bit difficult to handle now. He and Han Yangzi can say anything. After all, they are the same generation. Now it is the junior who has come up to challenge. What can he say?

Fang Yang, of course, realized that An Hongtao had been upset by Han Yangzi's master and apprentice, and said to An Hongtao, "Master, since that's the case, then it's okay for me to discuss it with my master. It won't take much time."

An Hongtao thought about it, since people challenged face-to-face, it would not be good to back down, so he simply agreed: "It's okay to learn from each other, but don't overdo it, or there will be casualties, remember!"

Fang Yang said respectfully: "The disciple takes the order."

After consulting with An Hongzhao, Fang Yang turned his head to look at Chong Ling, looked up and down, finally fixed his gaze on a piece of ancient jade in his collar, stretched out a finger and hand, and said casually:

"One move, I will take your ancient jade. If I can get it, I will win. If I can't get it, or the second move, I will count as a loss. How about?"

Chong Ling was very angry and laughed back: "Hahaha, a move? Good! I want to see the shield, you are the first person, how good are you!"

The nearby schools who came to attend the Taiqing Fa Conference were all attracted by the gambling fights here. Hearing Fang Yang said that Xiangjian Guyu, who had a trick to get the Chong Ling, was even more energetic, and some people even came to the game temporarily!

Chong Ling wanted to show his power in front of people, stretched out his hand and drew his sword, and shot the thirteen Qingxu style, continuously attacking the opposite Fang Yang.

Regardless of what Fang Yang said relaxed, he did not dare to be careless. He could see that this rushing spirit already had the strength of the early days of the heavenly rank!

It just seemed that it hadn't been long since the breakthrough, and he couldn't completely control his true essence. Nevertheless, it is also an absolute rival.

Fang Yang's golden eye worked at full capacity, adding seven times to himself. Chong Ling's attack, in his eyes, seemed to be slow motion.

With a very light sideways sliding step, Fang Yang slid into Chong Ling's arms like a loach. Before he could react, the dragon scale sword lightly picked it up, and the ancient jade got it!

Flashing out of the battle circle, Fang Yang weighed the ancient jade in his hand up and down: "Senior Brother Chong Ling, one move is over, fortunately, let's give up!"

Chong Ling's face was as embarrassed as a monkey's ass, he flicked the long sword in his hand, and even stepped forward, but Han Yangzi sternly stopped:

"Asshole thing! If you lose, you lose. Why don't you thank your brother for being merciful?"