My talent is too competitive, the start level is full

The hearts of all the strong people are itchy.

This is like chasing a storybook novel, halfway through, the author stopped writing...

Fuck, who wouldn't be angry with this?

I can't wait to use the Holy Weapon directly, break through the secret realm, and find out.

Inside the secret.

Fang Chen smiled politely at the gatekeeper.

Immediately, he waved and summoned all the disciples of the Fang family and the disciples of Lieyang Holy Land.

After everyone gathered.

Fang Chen was stunned for a moment.

There are still more than [-] "old friends"!

They are indeed Gu Zhantian, Murong Guang and other arrogances.

However, their appearance is a bit miserable, with broken meridians, weak breath, and even a bit of confusion in their minds.

If it wasn't for the fact that their cultivation had reached the Nascent Profound Realm, their vitality was tenacious.

At this point, I'm afraid it's already burped.

Fang Chen looked at the crowd with doubts in his eyes.

The spirit of the secret realm and the soul of the real dragon, humbly said: "Return to the little master, these trash, dare to have evil intentions against the little master."

"The little (old slave) wanted to relieve the little master's worries, so he abolished these people and handed them over to the little master."

"Fuck!"

The three great divine fires, the heavenly ladder, and the ancient road of thunder and punishment returned to Fang Chen's body, as well as the invincible demon god hidden in Fang Chen's body, tempering his body for Fang Chen, all glared at him.

Damn!

These two old guys don't talk about martial arts, they engage in sneak attacks!

When we are not around, secretly add drama to yourself, save the country with curves, and please the master!

Shameless!

Fang Chen laughed happily, it's good, so there is a comparison.

"Seniors, please take a look, all the arrogant monsters of the Zhenwu Human Race are here."

"My human race is declining, and the genius is dying. I hope that all the seniors will not hesitate to pass down the inheritance."

Fang Chen saluted respectfully.

At the same time, he winked at a group of disciples.

Everyone was puzzled, how did the young patriarch say that they became "all the arrogance and evildoers of the Zhenwu Human Race"?

But they will not be so stupid as to refute at this time.

All of them bowed respectfully to the strongest.

Following Fang Chen's example, he said in a deep voice, "I implore all seniors to pass down the inheritance without hesitation."

At this moment, the group of supreme beings... were stunned.

Looking around at the crowd of Tianjiao, their physique and talent can be seen at a glance.

It's really... unsightly!

The one with the best physique actually only has a half-step physique.

Oh, and there is also an innate sword bone...

What the hell!

This kid Fang Chen didn't lie to them, the human race is really in decline!

Can even a half-step Dao body be called the pride of heaven?

Staring blankly at the crowd of arrogances, the most powerful were silent, their hearts were blocked, and they were very uncomfortable.

Especially noticed Gu Zhantian and the others.

My heart is full of fire!

The meridian is cut off, the foundation is completely gone, like a fucking piece of trash.

This special girl is also called Tianjiao? !

In ancient times, the human race was the absolute overlord who suppressed the heavens and all races!

Even if it is the Jinwu clan, it must be courteous to the human race.

At that time, there was no fighting power comparable to the young ancient gods, and he was not qualified to be called the pride of heaven at all!

But what about the group in front of them, the so-called geniuses of the human race?

The young ancient god killed ten with one punch... There should be no problem.

The faces of the most powerful people are extremely ugly.

What has the human race experienced in these millions of years, and why did it decline into this appearance?

Watching the human race decay like this, they are powerless...

This feeling made them even more aggrieved!

However, the most uncomfortable thing for them is...

What about their inheritance?

They are just lingering thoughts, they have been waiting in the Martial Dao Seal Stone for millions of years, do they have to wait for millions of years?

But...they can't afford to wait!

Although they relied on the Martial Arts Seal Stone, the energy of Cannian was still irreversibly dying out.

Chapter 114: Competing for apprentices, fighting

"May I ask the Sword Saint of Pure Yang, what do you think? Should we lower the inheritance?"

An invincible saint looked at the swordsman in the fire robe and asked respectfully.

Everyone raised their heads, waiting for the Juggernaut of Pure Yang to make a decision.

After all, this is an existence at the level of a sage king, and they are convinced that he is the master.

The Sword Master of Chunyang was unsmiling, and even his expression didn't change at all.

Just step out calmly.

He also pointed out that a stream of pure Yang sword energy was shot out, turned into a sword talisman, and flew into the body of a master of swordsmanship in the Fang family.

Fang Chen grinned.

It can be regarded as fooling around.

Each of these strong men represents a supreme inheritance.

How can he sit idly by?

Instead of letting the dust be sealed in the Martial Dao seal stone, it is better to let these seniors bestow the inheritance on them.

He has two great scriptures on his body, so there is no need for him.

But the fat and water don't flow into outsiders' fields!

Disciple Lie Yang, a disciple of the Fang family, is still needed.

After all, you have come, you can't leave empty-handed.

Besides...he's not fooling around.

The young generation of the Zhenwu world, the most evil human arrogance, are indeed here.

However, he forgot to say that the limiting condition is "below the third level of the Nascent Profound Realm".

At this time, the Sword Talisman of the Pure Yang Sword Master entered his body.

hum-

This disciple of the Fang family had fierce sword energy gushing out from his body, raging like a storm.

Sword Dao cultivation base, instantly breaks through from sword potential to sword intent!

Fang Chen was quite impressed with this person.

Fang Ming, among the Fang family's disciples of this generation, is one of the best sword masters.

Born with sword bones, when awakened, a clear sword heart is condensed.

Now his cultivation has reached the third level of Nascent Profound Realm.

Long before entering the secret realm, his combat power had already reached the top three on the Xuanhuang list, 160.

Now that Fang Ming has received the swordsmanship from the Sword Master of Chunyang, his swordsmanship is bound to go a step further.

Plus the inheritance he had obtained in the ladder before.

After leaving the secret realm, it shouldn't be difficult to hit the top [-] on the Xuanhuang list.

In the future, when Fang Ming grows up, with his talent and potential, he will definitely be the mainstay of the Fang family!

Fang Ming looked excited, and bowed respectfully, "Thank you, Master, for bestowing the Dharma."

The Sword Master of Chunyang nodded slightly, accepting Fang Ming as his apprentice.

In the past, there were countless Tianjiao who wanted to worship under him, and there were even a few of them who were innate saints.

It's just that he cherishes feathers, and most of them decline.

He is proud, and in the way of swordsmanship, he is also a leader in ancient and modern times.

Naturally, he longs for a disciple who is gifted in swordsmanship to inherit his mantle, so that he can surpass him and move to a higher level in the future.

However, today is different.

With the decline of the human race, you can't even see the innate Taoist body, let alone wait for a satisfactory disciple.

Furthermore, for the sake of the human race, they must pass down the inheritance.

Instead of being disliked here and there, it is better to get taller among the dwarfs and quickly choose a suitable successor.

After all, among the hundreds of arrogances, this son has the best talent in swordsmanship, with a sword bone and a clear sword heart.

Didn't see, there is a group of wastes with their meridians cut off over there.

Even such a thing can be called Tianjiao and enter the secret realm...

The Pure Yang Sword Master really didn't know how to complain.

In contrast, he is quite satisfied to accept an apprentice with a sword bone and a sword heart!

Looking at Fang Ming, the Sword Master of Chunyang smiled lightly and said, "You have a good swordsmanship talent, inherit my swordsmanship inheritance, and if you have the chance, you can hit the holy land."

"Now that the human race is weak, you should try your best to provoke the leader of the human race and protect the safety of the human race."

"Follow Master's instruction!"

Fang Ming said respectfully.

All the most powerful men were taken aback for a moment, then reacted immediately, and secretly scolded the Pure Yang Sword Master for being shameless.

These are the only ones with good talents, and the Sword Master of Chunyang actually relied on his status to accept the best talents as his disciples without saying a word.

Among them are also many peerless swordsmen who specialize in kendo.

He also regarded Fang Ming as his first choice in his heart.

Just out of face, I didn't speak.

Now it's all right... just because of face, the disciple is gone!

Immediately, I didn't dare to think about it any more.

Hurry up and grab the disciples!

We can't wait for millions of years. If one day they perish and the orthodoxy has not been passed on, who will weep for?