Chapter 217: Fame Spreads Across the World, the Wind of Heaven

“I want to feel the power of Jiulong Zhentian Fist.

Chen Shang's voice echoed in Jian Tianze, and more and more sword cultivators came to the lake to look at his figure.

None of them had heard of Chen Shang, but he claimed to be from the Southern Qiong Sea, which was obviously not simple.

People on the mainland are involuntarily afraid of the overseas world of immortality. This fear comes from the unknown.

"Just because you want to experience the Nine Dragons Suppressing Heaven Fist? Don't forget, eighty years ago, you almost died in my hands. Even I couldn't withstand his punch!" Dugu Wenhun said sarcastically.

Fang Wang could feel that he wanted to save Chen Shang, otherwise there would be no need to stop him.

However, Fang Wang now has no murderous intentions. In his opinion, normal discussions and advice are acceptable.

Chen Shang didn't play tricks, he faced him directly. He was willing to let Chen Shang learn his fists, and at the same time establish the prestige of Jiulong Tianzhen Fist.

"I have lost to many people in my life, but I will not lose to the same person twice. I will continue to surpass powerful opponents. Dugu Wenhun, you are no longer my opponent. I know your good intentions, but I have already said "Jue, if I die under the Tiandao Fist, it won't matter. I have been practicing for more than three hundred years and have nothing to worry about."

Chen Shang's voice sounded, making everyone feel his determination.

Dugu Wenhun wanted to say more, but at this moment, Fang Wang stood up.

"Since it's a competition, why talk about life and death? Isn't it right for those who cultivate immortality to compete and compete?"

Fang Wang chuckled softly, and his words spread throughout Jian Tianze, causing the tense atmosphere to dissipate immediately, and everyone could feel his aura.

He is worthy of being the greatest monk in the world!

amazing!

On the top of the mountain, Chen Shang, dressed as a knight, stood in front of the cliff. His robes were covered with patches, his face was slovenly, his expression was vicissitudes of life, and his long hair was casually tied back by a jade hairpin.

At first glance, it is difficult to put him together with the Four Heroes of Nanqiong. Compared with Dugu Wenhun, his image and temperament are also far behind.

The most outstanding thing about him is his eyes, the sharpness in them is rare in the world.

After hearing Fang Wang's words, Chen Shang raised his hands, saluted Fang Wang, and said, "Thank you very much. Regardless of victory or defeat, I owe you a favor."

Dugu Wenhun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to say something, Fang Wang next to him jumped up.

Chen Shang followed and stepped high into the sky. All eyes in Jian Tianze fell on the two of them.

The two faced each other thousands of feet high in the sky, hundreds of feet apart from each other.

Chen Shang raised his right palm, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged toward his palm, and a powerful momentum was gathering.

"My practice has encountered a bottleneck. I'm curious about how strong you are after defeating the Great Sage." Chen Shang stared at Fang Wang and said.

Fang Wang smiled and said: "Want to use your unique skills to fight against my fists?"

"There is no point in condensing the treasure spirit. I am definitely no match for you. What I have to do is to survive as much as possible in front of your fists." Chen Shang replied.

Fang Wang shook his head and laughed, and said no more. He slowly raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist.

A domineering aura that far surpassed that of Chen Shang instantly enveloped the entire world, making Chen Shang's face solemn, and all the sword cultivators in Jian Tianze were moved.

Chen Shang's momentum was concentrated in the palm of his hand, while Fang Wang's momentum faced the entire world, overwhelming and overwhelming.

Extremely powerful!

Gu Tianxiong stood by the lake, looking up at Fang Wang's figure, and muttered: "A good swordsman shouldn't be throwing punches all day long, it's a waste of talent."

Fang Wang stared at Chen Shang and asked, "Are you ready?"

Chen Shang took a deep breath. When Fang Wang clenched his fist, he realized why Fang Wang could defeat the Great Sage.

Even if that great sage may not be at his peak, he is still a great sage!

Chen Shang raised his palm, and spiritual power surged out from his palm and quickly spread around his body, as if arrogance was burning in his body.

Fang Wang raised the corner of his mouth and punched fiercely, with a force that was like a torrent. The punch was so fast that Chen Shang's eyes could not keep up.

Groan——

The roar of the dragon exploded!

A black dragon head appeared in Chen Shang's pupils, and it rushed towards him with its mouth wide open.

Oops!

Chen Shang's whole body froze and he couldn't lift his right palm.

Under the gaze of all the sword cultivators in Jian Tianze, a black dragon suddenly appeared, but disappeared in just an instant, as if it was an illusion.

Everyone could understand that it was definitely not an illusion. The moment the black dragon appeared, they felt a death-like aura.

They were all frightened and terrified. Even Dugu Wenhun was secretly frightened.

Although it was not as powerful as Fang Wang's when dealing with the Thieving Holy Cult, he always felt that Fang Wang had become much stronger. This intuition made him feel ashamed.

Compared with Fang Wang, he felt that the Four Heroes of Nanqiong were like a joke.

Fang Wang withdrew his fist and his eyes fell on Chen Shang. At this moment, Chen Shang's face was covered in cold sweat. There was no sea of ​​clouds visible in the sky behind him, and the mountains and forests on the earth were still shaking violently, like a stormy sea.

Fang Wang had already withdrawn his strength and did not affect Jian Tianze, but even so, his momentum was still very scary.

Chen Shang, one of the Four Heroes of Nanqiong, was so frightened that his expression became dull.

Chen Shang has experienced hundreds of battles and has encountered many powerful enemies, but this is the first time he has such a terrifying feeling.

It was not that he was suppressed by the momentum, but that he had no time to react just now. Facing the Nine Dragons Zhentian Fist, he directly lost the ability to resist.

This was the first time that Dugu Wenhun saw Chen Shang like this. In the past, even if Chen Shang was defeated and faced with death, he still felt extremely dangerous, but now he looks so down and out, exuding cowardice and fear all over his body. A weak breath.

Fang Wang asked, "How about my punch?"

Chen Shang came back to his senses and found that his palms were shaking. He couldn't control it at all. He looked up at Fang Wang, took a deep breath, and said, "You are worthy of being the best puncher in the world. I surrender. Thank you for not killing me."

Fang Wang smiled, turned around and flew down. Cheers rang out in Jian Tianze.

Although Chen Shang didn't care about other people's eyes, he felt very uncomfortable with such a miserable defeat. He saluted Fang Wang from a distance and turned away.

Dugu Wenhun immediately chased after him.

Fang Wang landed on the bridge, and Xiao Zi followed him to flatter him.

The sword cultivators were discussing in groups of three or two, all very excited.

Chu Yin stood in front of the door, wondering if he should learn a set of boxing. Although his spiritual power was vast, he lacked domineering fighting methods.

Fang Bai stood by the lake, his eyes confused.

Gu Tianxiong began to brag about how he met Fang Wang. He said that he had seen Fang Wang's extraordinary qualities long before Fang Wang became famous, and he had established a brotherly relationship with him regardless of their seniority, which attracted the admiration of other sword cultivators.

Fang Wang continued to practice.

He had a hunch that there would be a lot of trouble, but he was also looking forward to it.

Sure enough.

Two months later, the second person came to experience Fang Wang's Nine Dragons Heaven-Suppressing Fist. He was also a Mahayana cultivator from overseas.

Fang Wang did not kill anyone, but just swung his fist to scare him.

This Mahayana cultivator was so scared that he knelt in front of Fang Wang on the spot, even worse than Chen Shang.

His performance made Jian Tianze's sword cultivators think that he was only in the Concentration Realm or the Void Crossing Realm.

Although the cultivation realms of various dynasties on the mainland are now interconnected, for most cultivators, the Mahayana Realm is an unheard-of realm name.

Later, almost every month someone came to challenge Fang Wang's Nine Dragons Heaven-Suppressing Fist.

The fourth challenger was a Nirvana Realm cultivator, not from the Changsheng Pavilion, but a hermit cultivator on the sea, and his Dao heart was also shattered by Fang Wang's punch.

The black dragon did not penetrate their flesh, and they could not bear the might of the Nine Dragons Heaven-Suppressing Fist.

The news spread quickly, and the whole continent knew that the world's strong men were taking turns to experience the might of the Nine Dragons Heaven-Suppressing Fist, which also led to more and more cultivators going south to join in the fun at Jiantianze.

There were more and more powerful cultivators in the Daqi Immortal Cultivation World, and more and more skills were flowing into the Daqi Immortal Cultivation World. There were even aristocratic families moving to Daqi just to get close to the Fang family and borrow the wind of heaven.

Fang Wang did not expect that his mercy would promote the development of the Daqi Immortal Cultivation World.

Later, more and more people came to challenge, and there were even several people challenging Fang Wang in a month, so Fang Wang told Dugu Wenhun that he would only accept one challenge every month in the future, and let the challengers decide who to give the quota to, but there was one thing, that is, no one could die.

A year later, Fang Wang's image in the hearts of the people of the world became even taller. He showed his prestige with just one punch, and at the same time made people feel the style of a master of cultivation.

Gradually, Da Qi also set off a trend of gentlemen fighting, sparring without hurting their lives, just to explore the Tao.

This trend spread to the entire continent.

Who can force Tiandao to throw a second punch has become a topic of great interest among cultivators in the world.

The summer is hot.

The lakeside of Jiantianze is full of cultivators, and the surrounding mountains are also full of people, and even monsters.

On the bridge, Fang Wang stood up and stretched.

Countless eyes fell on him, and no one thought he was lazy, but felt that his posture was mysterious.

"I am a member of the Jinxiao Sect, and I ask Tiandao for guidance. I hope that Tiandao's Nine Dragons Heaven-Suppressing Fist can hurt me, not just scare me like before."

As this slightly arrogant voice sounded, a figure flew high into the sky.

Fang Wang soared up and came to the sky as high as Miao Wufa. He looked at Miao Wufa.

Is this the ghost saint who saved Li Qingsong and Shen Buhui?

After the battle, Fang Wang looked at the yang energy of Li Qingsong and the others. His life span was already determined, but he didn't expect that he would survive in the end. It can be seen how high Miao Wufa's medical skills are.

Since he is a member of the Jinxiao Sect, Fang Wang will naturally not be angered by Miao Wufa's provocation.

Fang Wang smiled and asked: "How much injury do you want to get?"

Miao Wufa looked like a scholar who was powerless, but he exuded a cold breath like a snake and scorpion. He licked his mouth and smiled sinisterly: "I only ask you to spare my soul."

Discussions were heard everywhere in Jian Tianze, and the cultivators on the tops of the mountains showed indignation. Many people here also wanted to challenge the Heavenly Dao, but unfortunately they lost to Miao Wufa.

Nowadays, many people challenge the Heavenly Dao to take this opportunity to become famous in the world, because their opponents are no longer the Heavenly Dao, but other people, so as not to be easier.

After more than a year, the matter has evolved into a situation where anyone who challenges the Heavenly Dao will become famous, because in the following month, all religions in the world will investigate their origins, and the world is also curious about the origins of those who dare to challenge the Heavenly Dao.

The fact that Miao Wufa got the spot naturally caused many people to be dissatisfied with him.

Fang Wang narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you ready?"

Miao Wufa shook his shoulders, and a white light burst out from the bookcase behind him. A large white paper umbrella shone on his head, and white light sprinkled from the edge of the umbrella, forming a shield to shine on himself.

He showed an excited and crazy smile, waiting for Fang Wang to punch.