There were about thirty people in this group of people. The leader was an old man with a clear appearance and a blue and white Taoist robe with five long strands of long beards floating slightly. His snow-white hair was tied up with a golden Taoist crown, scattered behind his head. His face was slightly gloomy and cold, and his eyes were unfathomable when he looked at Fang Junmei.

The young man who was talking stood behind the old man, four or five feet apart. If there were no accidents, his status should be not low.

This young man is pretty good. He has tall and slender figure, fair skin, and a face like a crown jade. He is wearing a sky blue brocade robe, which adds a bit of a prince-like look.

There seemed to be a righteous face between her eyebrows, but her stern face and loud scolding looked a bit like a snatching skill no matter how she looked.

Hearing the young man speak first, among the people who surrounded Fang Jun's eyebrows, some monks who also seemed to be young, looked dark and disdainful.

Fang Junmei has also seen blood, and is also the top master in the martial arts world. She has clearly felt dozens of murderous auras falling on her body, and quickly retorted: "Don't misunderstand everyone, I just arrived here. The mountain tragedy here has nothing to do with me. I am here to become a disciple."

"It doesn't matter whether it's relevant or not, it's not your final decision. Besides, you are a mortal, how can you get here? You dare to argue!"

The young man in blue robe snorted coldly. After he finished speaking, he no longer talked nonsense with Fang Junmei. He gently tapped the four-foot sword with white light under his feet. The four-foot sword seemed to have spirituality, and shot out from the lightning and stabbed Fang Junmei. But he himself was a white cloud rising under his feet, holding him up, as if he was a magic trick.

The other monks, without stopping, all looked at each other coldly.

With their eyesight, they could not tell that a mortal like Fang Junmei could not kill the Luofu Sword Sect, but as the young man in the blue robe said, it may not have nothing to do with this matter. If you take it down and then question it.

...

Whoosh-

A white light passed through the sky, and the four-foot long sword pierced Fang Junmei's legs and abdomen and other important points. The young man in the blue robe had some brains and had no intention of killing Fang Junmei.

Fang Junmei's eyes flashed with a sudden light. The speed of the opponent's first sword stabbed out reached the level of his master's old man, the sword's peak, and his naked eyes could hardly keep up. Fang Junmei was sure that the opponent had not yet tried his best because there was no need for this.

After a shock in his heart, the four-foot long sword had reached four or five feet away. Fang Junmei did not dare to be careless. He quickly activated the Three-Vacation Divine Stone and pulled out his long sword Xiangsi and took it away with one sword.

Zheng!

Mars are splashing everywhere!

The opponent's four-foot sword was extremely accurate and was raised by Fang Jun's eyebrows, splashing out a spark.

However, Fang Junmei was not feeling well. Her throat raised and a mouthful of blood spurted out. There was an extremely heavy and powerful force hidden in the other party's four-foot sword.

Fang Junmei was shocked.

But they didn't know that the circle of monks watching all opened their pupils. They were surprised that Fang Junmei's reaction was so fast that he cut off the sword as if he had come to know the foresight.

You should know that the young man in blue robe is not a casual and magnificent figure. On the contrary, he is quite famous for being a rising star. Although everyone knows that he has not done his best, that sword is not something that a mortal should take.

Seeing this, the young man in the blue robe felt a sense of being humiliated. After a cold and cold light flashed in his eyes, he quickly pinched the strange magic tricks with his hands.

With the magic tricks, the four-foot sword became more and more powerful, as if it was using a set of sword techniques like blooming flowers. Sword flowers bloomed in the sky, extremely dazzling.

In an instant, the other party's swordsmanship seemed to open a door for Fang Junmei, and saw another world, with infinite obsession in his eyes.

"So amazing, so amazing, is this the immortal's sword technique?"

There was no fear on Fang Jun's eyebrows, but instead he seemed to have discovered a rare treasure. His eyes were sharp and bright, and his eyes were rotating with the sword flower.

The whole world seems to have been forgotten by Fang Junmei.

...

"It turns out that he is also a sword-deep boy..."

Among the monks, many of them had a very experienced look and immediately noticed Fang Junmei's abnormality, and there was a little other meaning in their eyes.

Especially the group of monks who came on the sword and the leading old man with golden crown flashed slightly.

clank--

Mars splashed again.

"However, although this sword technique is powerful, there are flaws here, and there are flaws here...and here."

While Fang Jun's eyebrows were thrilled, he blurted out unconsciously. He had a rich combat experience in his life and was a genius in the swordsmanship. In addition, the Three-Breath Divine Stone delayed his time. In a short time, he saw through several flaws in the opponent's flying sword magic power and pointed the sword at the long sword.

Bang bang bang-

After three explosions, Fang Junmei screamed, and after spraying out another mouthful of blood, it was blown away and smashed to the ground. There was no movement anymore, and life and death were unknown.

The long sword of lovesickness has been shattered with a bang!

...

Has he misunderstood?

But at this moment, the monks who came stepping on the sword and many other monks were already shocked when they looked at Fang Junmei.

They all heard Fang Junmei’s words!

Of course they knew that the sword technique used by the young man in the blue robe was called the Flower Sword Technique. Although it was not very advanced in the sect, it also required some sect contributions to learn it, otherwise it would have to be passed down by the master of the association.

There are indeed flaws in this flower sword technique, but like Fang Junmei, who can easily see through it with a mortal who has not practiced the aisle, is not something that ordinary swordsman geniuses or even geniuses can do!

In other words, the flaws of Fang Junmei's attack were all right. The reason why he lost was that he lost in the body of a mortal, and the abundant magic power contained in the opponent's sword technique.

Fang Junmei shines brightly when she first appeared on a big stage.

...

This kid is a treasure!

Thinking of this, many old guys in the crowd had their eyes lit up. For them, receiving a good disciple to pass on the inheritance is one of the most important things in their career in Taoism.

The young man in blue robe only felt a heavier humiliation at this moment. He rarely showed up and was snatched away by the boy opposite him. He was jealous and did not consider the ideas of other monks, so he would ruin Fang Jun's eyebrows. Anyway, as long as he could force confessions.

Whoosh-

The sword technique turned again, the four-foot long sword, the floating shadow split, and four white rays transformed into two rays of light, hitting Fang Junmei's limbs respectively. Judging from the rapid and sharp posture, it was necessary to destroy Fang Junmei.

"stop!"

"No!"

...

More than a dozen voices of men, women, young and old sounded at the same time.

Author's words:
Chapter completed!