Supreme Pill Saint

He hated Su Chen to the bone.

Not only because of the pain of being seriously injured by Su Chen, but also because of his defeat. From now on, in xuanmiefeng, it has become a joke.

A disciple of four or five thousand years old who has been in Xuanshi temple for more than two thousand years has been defeated by a 27 year old young man who has just joined Xuanshi temple for two days.

The existence of a person's seven levels of Tao environment is defeated by a fixed word, henggu environment, six levels of seconds.

He's definitely going to be a joke.

He, the great disciple of xuanmiefeng, will definitely become a decoration from today.

All this was given by Suchen.

Now.

Mei XiuXiu was shivering and sweating. She saw that her little younger martial brother was so lawless and arrogant that she thought he was the most powerful person in the world. It was impossible to persuade him. She turned to Fang MI and almost begged, saying: "Fang Gongzi, younger martial brother just joined xuanmie, so..."

However.

I haven't waited for her to finish.

"Shua."

Fang Mi goes straight.

The purple gold metal landscape fan suddenly moved.

Come on!!!

Hallucinating fast.

As soon as Fang Mi's wrist shakes, the fan will not enter the air. There is no smell of air resistance at all. It seems that the fan is 100% compatible with the natural world.

Fan flash away, leaving only a purple and gold landscape charm painting line.

Then

Between the lightning and flint, the fan goes directly to Su Chen's left shoulder, sharp, fierce, cold, silent, bloodthirsty

That fan, as long as it falls down, can imagine that it is absolutely necessary to cut off Su Chen's left shoulder directly.

Fang Mi's hand is very cruel.

Moreover, maybe it was su Chen's defeat of Feng Yitong in the second before that that made him pay more or less attention to it. So, he didn't keep this move.

The leaves of the fan, like acupuncture, are extremely dazzling, but they carry a pure fan potential.

It's very rare. Originally, there are few martial arts practitioners who use fans as weapons, and even fewer martial arts practitioners who use fans as potential. Fang MI did it.

In addition, if the eyes are good enough, if you look carefully, you will find that the leaves of the metal fan have a lot of delicate metal thorns. If it doesn't enter the flesh and blood, it can definitely bring up bursts of flesh and blood fireworks, or even directly into the skeleton.

There is almost no time interval. The metal fan leaves, carrying the breath of metal thorns, come to the top of Su Chen's left shoulder, showing the tendency of pressing the sky and swooping down.

Fang Mi's eyes are cruel, proud and bloodthirsty.

He felt sure he could hit it.

However.

The cruel, proud and bloodthirsty color in his eyes has not yet fallen, suddenly!!!

It's like a scene of ghosts and illusions.

Su Chen's left shoulder, unexpectedly Unexpectedly Even in such a very short time, easily a side move, to avoid!

Easy to imagine.

Seemingly dangerous to avoid, but the rhythm of the control, the control of time, it is the peak.

What makes fangmi's eyes shrink is that he didn't even see how Su Chen's right hand moved, but the fact is that he must have his eyes. Su Chen's right hand has grasped his purple gold metal landscape painting fan.

Sheng Sheng, hold on!

Ignore the ferocity of the leaves, ignore the cruelty of the metal thorns.

That's it.

Fang Mi's heart seems to have been caught at once. His eyes shrink wildly. He looks at Su Chen's eyes. Su Chen's eyes are still so indifferent and quiet. It seems that from the beginning to the end, there is no slightest change in appearance.

Suddenly.

Fang MI has a very bad intuition.

That's the moment.

"Ka!!!"

The shrill sound of metal shattering sounded all at once.

The sound was crisp, diffuse and fluctuating in the air.

The sound rippling at the same time, accompanied by Su Chen's hand holding the fan of purple metal landscape painting.

In the eyes of all people, almost cracked eyes, that Then The metal fan was caught a big hole by Su Jisheng.

Blood, along with the shards of the leaves, drips.

Scarlet piercing, piercing heart.

Fang Mi could hardly breathe or heartbeat. His face turned pale for a moment. He felt the dangerous space suddenly enveloped him, suffocating him and almost suffocating him.

His fan, unexpectedly It broke? Are people using the hands of the flesh to scratch? If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed it even if his father, mother and master had told him.

His fan is the tool of heaven!

The best weapons.Before, I didn't know how many swords, swords and Maces I had collided with. They didn't break. Let alone they broke. They didn't have scratches. Why How is it broken by a kid with a solid character in the ancient world?

Fang Mi's mood is very strong. In normal times, no matter what happens, he is calm. This is also a necessary quality for a demon martial artist.

But at the moment, he is really a little lost.

And in a moment when he lost his mind.

"Pa."

Su Chen's hand holding the fragments of the metal fan leaves sprang out.

A jerk.

Too fast.

Fast as a blink.

Plus the upper search is still lost.

This slap was slapped on fangmi's face, because Su Chen's hand was holding the extremely sharp fan leaf fragments. In addition, the power of Su Chen's slap was terrible.

Fang Mi's half face is scarlet. The bones of his face are all smashed. Half of his head is swollen crazily.

His whole body, as if he had been hurled on the ground, gave a bang.

Fall on the ground, Fang Mi's voice hoarse screams, covers his head, blood flows out of the gap between the palms, miserable.

The pain in fangmi's body at the moment is actually less than that in his heart.

He was so proud, so high up, and came to xuanmiefeng just because he pitied xuanmiefeng. Well, to choose a so-called partner is actually to choose a servant.

In Fang Mi's cognition, anyone in xuanmiefeng is an ant among the ants, which can be killed by him in one move.

How can I think of

The other side is defeated by one move!!!

Fang Mi raises his eyes, bloodshot eyes, and stares at Su Chen. He doesn't want to believe it. He can't believe it. He forcefully breaks his teeth.

He had a reputation for being more than 50, but he was defeated by a 27-year-old boy with a solid character in the ancient world.

What kind of shame is this? Imagine the pride, arrogance and disdain before you, and then compare the miserable situation at the moment. Fang MI is going crazy.

It seems that, from the beginning to the end, Su Chen is so calm and indifferent. He always treats himself as a joke, right? Funny I thought the other side was a joke.