Chapter 68 Brilliant Light, the Dragon Appears

When the disciples were discussing the geniuses who were coming one after another, Zhou Xue and the disciples of Fang Mansion gathered together, except Fang Hanyu.

Fang Zigeng said with emotion: "After practicing for fourteen years, he has already surpassed those geniuses who have practiced for decades. Is this the deterrent power of Tianyuan Baoling?"

The other disciples of Fang Mansion were very excited and felt proud of it.

Zhou Xue was very calm, looking at the fighting stage, wondering what she was thinking.

At this moment, the disciples in the distance exclaimed.

"Fang Wang is coming!"

Zhou Bo shouted excitedly, pointing his right hand at Fang Wang.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a figure flying from the direction of the third meridian. It was Fang Wang. He was not stepping on the flying sword. The white disciple robe fluttered in the air. His momentum was not strong, but he flew over the main city with an extraordinary temperament, which made it easy for people to focus on him.

After so many years of practicing in the Heavenly Palace, Fang Wang already has an indescribable sense of vicissitudes, but this sense of vicissitudes combined with his young and handsome appearance has given birth to another unique charm.

Zhao Zhen looked at Fang Wang's figure and said with emotion: "When some people appear, you know who the protagonist of the story is."

The surrounding third-line disciples followed suit. Now Fang Wang is the pride of the entire third line. As long as you praise Fang Wang, you can gain the friendship of the third-line disciples. Zhao Zhen's words made him more loved by the surrounding disciples.

Lu Yuanjun also looked at Fang Wang, with an expectant and appreciative smile on his face.

"I haven't seen you for ten years. I don't know how strong Fang Wang is now." Yan Feiyue sighed.

That day in the Great Sage Cave Heaven, Fang Wang's figure of killing the black dragon is still in his mind, as if it happened yesterday.

Gu Li wore a veil and stared at Fang Wang with beautiful eyes. There was only expectation in her eyes, because she believed that Fang Wang could win.

Fang Wang passed through the gap in the battle arena and landed lightly on the battle arena. At this moment, he was the center of attention, with hot eyes from all directions. He had a calm face and a straight posture. His right hand gently rested on the hilt of the Qingjun Sword at his waist. Xiao Zi still stayed in his arms, but did not dare to stick her head out.

Cultivators can bring monster pets to fight, and the comprehensive strength of cultivators has never been determined by their cultivation alone.

"Fang Wang is really generous." Fang Mo sighed.

Fang Wang remained calm with so many cultivators staring at him. Such a person turned out to be his clansman. Now thinking about it, he actually felt unreal.

Zhou Xue's face was still calm, but she did not express any opinion.

The sleepy real person stood outside the battle arena, raised his hand to cast a spell, and twelve golden mirrors flew out of the main city of the sect, quickly grew larger, and floated above the main city, reflecting the battle arena. No matter where in the main city, Fang Wang's figure could be seen.

"He is Fang Wang? So handsome!"

"Ten years have passed, and Brother Fang Wang is even more handsome."

"It's hard to imagine that he has only practiced for fourteen years. He stood there, and I felt that he had already won."

"That's just the psychological hint that Tianyuan Baoling gave you. You all think that Tianyuan Baoling should win."

"No matter how strong Tianyuan Baoling is, it would be difficult to win against all thirteen world-class geniuses in turn, right?"

The discussions of the cultivators echoed everywhere in the main city. Most of the disciples believed that Fang Wang must be the strongest, but there were too many opponents. If he wanted to win all of them, it would be a risk. This was not a nine-veined battle. Now his opponents were all the top geniuses of various sects.

Guang Qiuxian leaped and landed on the fighting stage. With a gentle smile on his face, he stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Today is the day for Taiyuan Sect disciples to discuss Taoism with geniuses from all sides of the cultivation world. We will only discuss Taoism and not hurt the harmony. The winner will be decided in the end, but the immortal path of immortality has no end. Regardless of the victory or defeat, I hope both sides can look forward to the immortal path together."

These words echoed throughout the city through the twelve golden mirrors, which made the nine veins disciples and cultivators from all sides admire them. The leader's words were grand.

At the edge of the fighting stage, the thirteen geniuses who were ready to challenge Fang Wang were laughing and talking.

Liu Jun of Xuanhong Sword Sect was dressed in blue, elegant and graceful, holding a folding fan. He smiled at the geniuses and said, "Fellow Daoists, why don't you let me go first and test his strength."

As soon as this was said, the genius cultivator from Chiyang Sect snorted coldly, "Why do you go first?"

The other geniuses followed suit and wanted to go first. First, they knew Fang Wang's years of practice, and second, they were confident in themselves and wanted to defeat Fang Wang in an upright manner.

At this moment, a voice came:

"Everyone, don't fight, come up together."

Hearing this, the smiles of the thirteen geniuses froze, and they all looked at Fang Wang in surprise.

Guang Qiuxian's smile also froze, and he asked with his eyes if Fang Wang was serious?

That day, Fang Wang said that he would deal with these geniuses together, which made Guang Qiuxian mistakenly think that it was a round-robin battle like the Nine Veins Battle. Who knew that this kid actually wanted to challenge these geniuses alone.

Twelve golden mirrors were pointed at Fang Wang, so that even if he spoke softly, his words could be clearly heard throughout the city, not to mention that he did not speak softly, but his voice was loud.

The whole city was silent, and even the disciples of Taiyuan Sect were moved.

Lu Yuanjun's smile disappeared and he frowned.

Zhao Zhen still kept smiling, but his hands in his sleeves were tightly clenched.

"Humph, your Excellency is too arrogant, isn't he?"

Song Jinyuan, the only disciple of the Great Qi Sword Saint, stared at Fang Wang coldly and said in a cold voice. He held the sword in both hands, dressed in cloth, wearing a bamboo hat, with a weathered face and eyes like a lion, both indifferent and domineering.

Fang Wang said calmly: "You all don't want to miss the chance to fight me, so come on together and save time. Besides, if it's one-on-one, you really don't stand a chance."

Arrogant!

This is the first feeling everyone had when they heard this.

Zhou Xue's mouth corners turned up, and a smile appeared on her face for the first time.

Seeing Fang Wang so confident, Guang Qiuxian could only choose to believe him, so he said: "In that case, then you all come on stage together."

Even he said this, it was naturally difficult for the thirteen geniuses to refuse. They jumped onto the fighting stage and quickly lined up to surround Fang Wang. They looked at Fang Wang with different eyes, some were angry, some were disdainful, some were jealous, and some looked playful.

Liu Jun put the folding fan in his belt, raised his hand and offered a big bow, he sneered: "Fang Wang, why don't you show us the Tianyuan Treasure Spirit, let us open our eyes, I am very curious, what exactly is the Tianyuan Treasure Spirit, which can make you so arrogant!"

Song Jinyuan said nothing, and pulled out the long sword in his hand. The blade was four fingers wide, silver-blue, and cold. It was obvious that it was of extraordinary grade.

Other geniuses took out their own magic weapons, and some directly offered their own treasure spirits.

Fang Wang raised his right hand, and the Tiangong Halberd condensed and appeared in his hand. This time, he did not hide the true power of the Tiangong Halberd. A domineering momentum burst out, sweeping across the eight directions and setting off a strong wind.

Yin——

The sound of dragon roar came from the Tiangong Halberd, echoing throughout the city, making all the cultivators focus on it.

What a domineering long halberd!

Although many disciples had seen the Tiangong Halberd in the Nine Veins Fighting Ten Years Ago, they would still be amazed when they saw it again.

At this moment, the 13 geniuses' natal spirits began to tremble, and those geniuses who did not sacrifice their natal spirits were shocked to find that their natal spirits were out of control.

The faces of the disciples around the fighting platform also changed drastically. They felt the restlessness of their natal spirits. Fortunately, the fighting platform was isolated by a formation, so their natal spirits did not get out of control.

"Could the strange phenomenon back then be because he shaped the Tianyuan spirit?"

Someone couldn't help but exclaimed, sixteen years ago, the natal spirits of all the disciples in the sect flew out of their bodies uncontrollably and trembled. How could they forget this?

Lu Yuanjun's face was solemn. His face looked no different from the expressions of other disciples around him, but the murderous intent in his heart was already surging.

He felt the threat from Fang Wang, and it was very strong!

He thought of Zhao Zhen's words. If Fang Wang surpassed him and learned the truth of the year, could he really let him go?

Although he had only met Fang Wang a few times, he found that Fang Wang was different from most cultivators. He would not rush to surrender for the sake of benefits. Perhaps this was a genius who did not need to rely on others.

Fang Wang held the halberd in one hand, his robes rustling, and his momentum was like a rainbow. He looked down on the geniuses around him and said, "Everyone, why don't you report your names? Today's battle is also the first time we have dealt with each other. I hope we can get to know each other and work together for immortality."

If he wants to fight, he must fight openly!

But he also doesn't want to make enemies because of madness.

Hearing this, the faces of the thirteen geniuses eased. They could understand Fang Wang's madness. If they had the Tianyuan Treasure Spirit, they would definitely be even more mad, but Fang Wang took the initiative to show his goodwill now, how could they refuse?

Although they were angry, they all knew that Fang Wang, who had the Tianyuan Treasure Spirit, would sooner or later become a legend that was out of their reach.

"Chiyang Sect, Tang Kun!"

"Chimo Sect, Li Lisheng!"

"Sword Saint disciple, Song Jinyuan!"

"Taiqing Sect, Lu Xunfeng!"

"Tianshu Sect, Mo Bei!"

The geniuses announced their names one by one. After everyone finished speaking, Fang Wang actually soared into the air. He held the halberd in one hand and soared into the air.

The thirteen geniuses subconsciously looked up at him.

"Ten years ago, I learned a unique skill in the Great Sage Cave Heaven. Now I have barely entered the door, just in time to show it to you."

Fang Wang looked down at them and said calmly. As soon as he finished speaking, strands of Qi appeared around him, quickly surrounded his body, condensed and solidified, and actually condensed into a huge dragon head.

Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Art, Qi Dragon!

Guang Qiuxian looked up and frowned. He was also curious about what unique skill Fang Wang had learned.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the Qi Dragon around Fang Wang quickly solidified, and even the dragon whiskers and dragon eyes became lifelike, as if possessed by a dragon soul.

Shape dragon!

Then, the shape dragon burst out white light and transformed into a white dragon!

Seeing this scene, Guang Qiuxian and Jiumai Peak Master's faces changed drastically, as if they thought of something, and their faces showed disbelief.

Fang Wang jumped up again. Originally, it was just a dragon head. As it soared, the dragon head rose, and the dragon body extended from below, like a divine dragon shuttled out from another dimension. When he flew to a height of 100 feet, a 20-foot-long divine white dragon stood proudly in the sky, overlooking the battle arena.

Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique!