Fantasy: The Heavenly Dao revolves around me

The next day.
The hero who took a short rest took the sword of the beginning and embarked on an adventure again.
This will be the legend of the legendary hero.
Fang Mingjing.
Although he was only a child, he possesses all the talents needed to become a hero.
Strength, charm, appearance, bearing.
He cleverly used all these conditions to gain the support of the overwhelming majority of the people.
He is the ideal hero that everyone leads the expectation.
… No, this is the image everyone asks for from him.
Everyone has expectations for him, has dreams and high hopes for him.
Because the darkness of this world has reached this point – the people are crying and shouting, always praying that a hero like him will appear.
As a result, he became a perfect hero in the eyes of the people.
——The above is from the background setting of a seventeen-year-old girl in the chat group.
However,
“…So shameful.”
Little Saint Child was shocked at the time.
Then he saw that everyone in chat group 15 was discussing more detailed settings with great interest, and when he was considering whether to crowdfund to write a book, Fang Mingjing felt that there were too many pitfalls.
He simply pretended not to see it, and walked forward with his sword in hand.
At this time, it should no longer be the periphery of Lin Hai.
The aura in the air became abundant.
In the deep forest where countless towering ancient trees stand, there is a beast roar from time to time, and the faint rubbing sound from the ear is filled with a sinister and pure greedy killing intent.
Fang Mingjing casually waved the long sword in his hand, and the head of a poisonous snake perched in a dark corner was cut off.
Because there is something good in front of him, he walks forward without listening to his footsteps.
There is miasma in the forest.
It’s just that the miasma is not too strong. With Fang Mingjing’s physique in the profound realm, even if the aura is blocked, it is basically unaffected by the miasma.
boom!
Bang bang!
It just didn’t go very far. Then I heard a few muffled noises coming from the front.
When Fang Mingjing approached the past, he found that there was someone fighting in front of him.
One of them is a combination of a monk in green robe and two young girls in flower season, while the other is a young man wrapped in black robes.
Judging by the number of people, the black-robed youths were obviously in an overwhelmingly disadvantageous situation, but the situation in the battle was completely the opposite.
He alone suppressed three opponents.
Under the premise that his cultivation base can only play the initial stage of Qi Gathering Realm at most, the young man in black robe is extremely ruthless, and his every move and style is straight to the opponent’s gate of life.
“Damn—”
“Ah, Senior Brother Bu!”
“Pfft!”
The three are not at all the enemies of the black-robed youth.
After a face-to-face, several rounds of kung fu, one of the girls was shot and flew out with blood at the mouth. Her back slammed into the trunk of a giant tree, and the impact shook the dead leaves and washed them away.
The remaining girl shouted in panic, while her senior brother gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword.
Facing the sword light stabbing in front of him, the face of the black-robed youth under the hood did not fluctuate, and his fist had already brought up an afterimage, and he deflected the stabbing sword arrogantly. The raised elbow brought the power from all directions and landed on the opponent’s chest without any ambiguity.
The Qingpao cultivator didn’t even have room to scream, his entire chest was shattered.
“Trash!”
The man in black robe sneered when he realized the feeling of death that remained on his hand.
Then he looked at the girl standing last.
The girl was obviously frightened. She looked at the black-robed youth with a look of panic and panic.
“You, you actually killed Senior Brother Bu?! He is the son of the Great Elder of the Tianluo Sect! You—”
“Tian Luozong?”
Speaking of the name of this sect, the black-robed youth showed an incomparably rebellious look under the hood, “Hehe, dare to stare at my Zhang Feng’s things, no matter what sect you are, I will kill it!”
“—!”
The other party’s arrogant words made the girl only feel a sense of suffocationShe rushed towards her face, and when she saw Zhang Feng approaching step by step, she was extremely frightened in her heart.
But just when Zhang Feng was about to crush her to death, his body shook, he suddenly turned his head and shouted to the side:
“Who?!”
Under a peculiar spirit plant that exudes fiery aura, as if bathed in flames, there is a young figure who does not know when to appear there.
I saw him reach out and pick the fruit on the spiritual plant.
Zhang Feng’s eyes were suddenly split.
“Looking for death!!!”
The black-robed youth stepped on the ground with violent anger and made a bang, and he rushed towards Fang Mingjing aggressively.
“Um?”
Fang Mingjing had already plucked a spiritual fruit.
He looked at the black-robed youth whose aura was hot and vicious like magma, showed a strange expression, and then took a bite of the spiritual fruit in his hand.
click…
The sweet juice overflows.
At this moment, Zhang Feng was already approaching Fang Mingjing, and the heavy fist he swung outrageously left a roar in the air, completely turning into a terrifying afterimage.
However, the punch failed.
Holding the bitten spiritual fruit in one hand, Fang Mingjing turned sideways to avoid Zhang Feng’s heavy blow.
“I’ll just take this one, and I’ll leave the rest to you.”
After dodging, Fang Mingjing said indifferently.
However, Zhang Feng laughed in anger.
This spiritual plant is what he is staring at, and since he is staring at it, it is absolutely not allowed to be interfered by others!
“Holy Son Chongxiao…”
“Hehe, hehe! Good! I want to see what you are, the so-called arrogant sons of the sky!”
Under Fang Mingjing’s gaze, Zhang Feng’s expression was extremely arrogant.
This made him a little stunned.
this person…
Wouldn’t it be stupid? .