I will become an immortal in this world

Faced with Snoozing Master's teasing, Fang Wang could only smile and nod.

Seeing Fang Wang on the stage, Guang Qiuxian on the main floor adjusted his sitting posture and looked at Fang Wang with a hint of expectation.

When Zhou Xue saw Fang Wang, she was indifferent.

Lu Yuanjun knew that Fang Wang was Bai Yi Jinghong, so he chuckled and said: "This is Junior Brother Fang Wang from the Third Lineage. He is very strong and is definitely the strongest in the lineup of the Third Lineage."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the first line who were still doubtful about Fang Wang were all shocked. They did not doubt Lu Yuanjun's judgment. They just wondered when such a disciple was born in the third line?

At the same time, criticism echoed throughout the city.

"The third vein is adding insult to injury. Now, the fifth vein is going to be at the bottom."

"Hahaha, this junior brother is just getting started. The nine-line fighting is so cruel. After all, the competition is for the cultivation resources of one line. Naturally, profit is the main priority."

"Don't worry, it's just starting now. Sooner or later, the third line will be besieged."

"Even if the Third Meridian wins, it won't be done with force. If it loses, it will be embarrassing and humiliating for Dafa."

"Who is this man? He's quite handsome!"

In the city, when the disciples of Fang Mansion saw Fang Wang on the stage, they all became excited and introduced Fang Wang to their fellow disciples.

In an inn, Zhao Zhen, the Emperor of Qi, was sitting by the window. He looked at the golden mirror in the sky and Fang Wang's figure, his eyebrows furrowed.

Not long after Fang Wang came on stage, a disciple of the Fifth Meridian jumped onto the fighting stage. This man was holding a long sword. He had won two games against the Second Meridian before, and he was definitely the strongest in the Fifth Meridian lineup. exist.

Fang Wang raised his right hand, and his natal treasure gradually gathered above his head.

Tiangong Halberd!

He couldn't use the Jinghong Shenjian Jue, otherwise his identity would be revealed, and the Heavenly Thunder Technique consumes too much spiritual energy, so it would be better to fight with the Tiangong Halberd.

He is about to condense the second natal treasure spirit, so he should use the Tiangong Halberd!

A ten-foot-long Tiangong halberd appeared above Fang Wang's head, held by his right hand. Under the sunlight, the blade of the halberd shone with a cold light, and the dragon shape on the halberd came to life, as if it were a real dragon.

As soon as the Tiangong Halberd came out, it immediately caused quite an uproar.

"Long-soldier natal treasure spirit? Fang Tian painted halberd? Rare!"

An elder next to Guangqiuxian stroked his beard and smiled, and other elders followed suit and commented that this Tiangong Halberd was not simple at first glance.

Guangqiu Xian smiled and said nothing and did not participate in their discussion.

Zhou Xue's eyes were locked on the Tiangong Halberd, and her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned. She seemed to be thinking of something, and there was a strange color in her eyes.

The one-foot-long Tiangong Halberd was so big that when Fang Wang held it, it gave people a great sense of oppression.

"Is that his birthright?"

Gu Li's beautiful eyes were full of expectation. She used to think that Fang Wang's natal treasure was a sword, but she didn't expect that it turned out to be a long weapon.

Master Snooze stared at the Tiangong Halberd and frowned.

He is well-informed, but the first time he saw the Tiangong Halberd, he knew that this natal treasure spirit was not simple.

Earth Yuan Baoling?

Is it higher than Lu Yuanjun’s natal treasure spirit?

Lu Yuanjun, who was on the first line of the attic, was also attracted by the Tiangong Halberd. At this moment, 90% of the people in the city were attracted by the shape of the Tiangong Halberd.

What a domineering natal treasure!

Fang Hanyu's eyes were covered by white cloth, but in fact he could see it, and he was shocked.

Isn’t Fang Wang a sword cultivator?

On the fighting stage!

Fang Wang spun the Tiangong halberd with his right hand, and then drew it forward. The tip of the halberd pointed at the sword cultivator disciple of the fifth line, and asked with a smile: "Senior brother, are you ready?"

If you want to fight, then show your edge!

Anyway, Fang Wang still has a stronger trump card hidden!

The sword cultivator disciple of the Fifth Meridian was pointed at by the Tiangong Halberd and felt a great sense of oppression, but in full view of the public, he would not give in.

"Then come!" The sword cultivator disciple said coldly.

After the words fell, Fang Wang suddenly let go. The Tiangong Halberd burst out with terrifying speed, tearing the air and producing a harsh explosion, like a cold light killing the sword cultivator disciple.

The sword cultivator's pupils shrank and he subconsciously raised his sword to resist.

Clang!

The halberd blade collided with the sword blade, and an unimaginable force came, knocking the sword cultivator disciple of the spiritual elixir realm backwards and flying backwards. In the blink of an eye, he hit the formation light screen at the edge of the fighting stage. Blood spurted from his mouth and fell to the ground with him.

quiet!

The whole city suddenly fell silent. In the thirty-two golden mirrors, Fang Wang still kept his hand raised, while the Tiangong Halberd stayed at the position where the sword cultivator disciple had stood before.

Everyone in the attics of Jiumai and Mainmai were shocked.

Crushing victories have appeared before, but not so exaggerated!

Yang Yuanzi pinched his beard and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Fang Wang would use the Jinghong Divine Sword Technique.

As soon as this battle broke out, in the eyes of the Taiyuan Sect disciples, Fang Wang had nothing to do with the sword cultivator.

"Awesome! Senior Brother Fang!"

Zhou Bo suddenly cheered, his voice breaking the silence and causing discussions in all the lofts around the fighting stage.

An elder quickly landed next to the sword cultivator disciple, checked his injuries, and then took him out of the formation.

Soon, the second disciple came on stage. This was a female disciple with an angry face. Without saying a word, she directly condensed her natal treasure spirit. It was a silver long sword. She used her sword skills, and the blade shook and blossomed. The sword flower formed by the condensed sword energy kills Fang Wang.

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Fang Wang waved his right hand, and the Tiangong Halberd hanging in mid-air burst out at terrifying speed again!

Great Perfection of Swordsmanship!

The Tiangong Halberd violently destroyed each sword flower, frightening the female disciple's face to pale, and she quickly jumped up. Unexpectedly, the Tiangong Halberd turned around and drew a perfect arc.

In mid-air, the Tiangong Halberd hit the female disciple on the abdomen with the halberd pole, sending her flying out of the fighting stage, hitting the formation light screen, and then landed on the ground.

The female disciple's hair was disheveled. She endured the pain and tried to stand up, but a mouthful of blood rushed to her throat and she couldn't help but spray it on the ground.

Wow——

Another move to defeat!

Although the disciples of the fifth line have already experienced fierce battles, their strength shouldn't be so disparate!

This was the thought in the minds of most of the disciples, and the way they looked at Fang Wang changed.

The expressions in the eyes of the elders of each branch when they looked at Fang Wang also changed. The peak master of the fifth branch frowned, and a disciple behind him jumped out and climbed onto the fighting platform.

"Come!"

This was a burly middle-aged man. He raised his hand to condense his natal treasure, which turned out to be a long whip.

Fang Wang immediately rushed towards him and raised his right hand. The Tiangong Halberd retracted from mid-air and quickly fell into his hand.

The middle-aged man jumped up, and a flying sword flew out of the storage bag on his waist, which quickly grew in size. He stepped on the flying sword, waved his whip with his right hand, and shot countless thin golden arrows towards Fang Wang, like a scene. Heavy rain, with great force.

Fang Wang took the Shadow Step and dodged easily. He suddenly stopped and threw the Tiangong Halberd in his hand into the air.

At this moment, the distance between the two people was less than five feet. At such a distance, the middle-aged man was so frightened by the power of the Tiangong Halberd that his body tensed up and he had no time to dodge.

when!

A deafening crash sounded, and a golden mirror appeared out of thin air in front of the middle-aged man. It was somewhat similar to the thirty-two golden mirrors suspended above the main city. This mirror blocked the Tiangong Halberd.

Fang Wang frowned, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, the third pulse wins this battle, the fifth pulse will be replaced!"

A majestic voice sounded from the stage. The speaker was none other than Zhen Zhenren. He raised his hand and the golden mirror quickly flew into his sleeve.

It turns out that the elder took action!

Fang Wang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party was so fierce.

The middle-aged man in the air was sweating profusely and looked at Fang Wang with fear in his eyes.

Three wins in a row, and it’s absolute strength!

The disciples in the whole city became excited. No one showed such courage in the previous battles. For a while, the remarks about the third lineage's inability to win disappeared, and were replaced by inquiries about Fang Wang's identity. Soon, Fang Wangzhi The name spread in the city.

News that he was a direct disciple also spread, making Fang Wang even more legendary in the eyes of disciples from all peaks.

"Fifth Pulse Give Up!"

The fifth pulse peak master said, his face remained calm and he did not seem to feel embarrassed.

Master Snooze immediately ordered: "The third channel wins and replaces the fifth channel in the ranking, ranking seventh!"

Fang Wang raised his hand to take back the Tiangong Halberd and was about to step down. At this time, Yang Yuanzi's voice came: "The third line continues to challenge, challenge the sixth line!"

Master Snooze was also stunned and secretly scolded Yang Yuanzi for stealing his words.

Fang Wang could no longer distinguish the ranking of each vein, because the names of each vein were too difficult to judge. However, the senior officials of Taiyuan Sect had their own judgment. No matter who Yang Yuanzi chose, he was willing to fight!

Fang Wang put the Tiangong Halberd on his shoulders and looked at the attic of the Sixth Meridian. His posture and gaze gave the disciples of the Sixth Meridian a feeling of provocation.

The disciples of the third lineage were very excited. This senior brother Fang is really domineering!

There hasn't been such a character in the Third Line for a long time. Senior Brother Li Yu is gentle to others, which sounds nice. In fact, many people think that Li Yu is too weak, which has lowered the image of the Third Line.