Chapter 1560: Suppress cultivation to defeat the enemy

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Yuan Mo is the genius of the second echelon of the Yuan tribe.
At the beginning, he also entered the inheritance ancestral land, but the limelight was completely suppressed by Yuan Liang and others.
After returning, he has been practicing in the holy land of Yuan nationality, and his strength has steadily improved.
Now, his cultivation practice has reached the eightfold realm of creation.
Yuan Mo naturally understood the abnormality of the Blood Sword Saint.
Originally he wanted to make the Blood Sword Saint suppress the cultivation, and then fight with himself.
However, for the sake of insurance, the elders were deliberately letting the Blood Sword Saint lower a realm.
As a result, the Blood Sword Saint, with the seven-fold realm of creation, is very difficult to defeat himself.
The most important thing is that Yuan Mo not long ago let the refining priests of the clan raise his own soldier to the eighth level.
"Blood Sword Saint, if you dare not agree, I will not force you. You can't live in this utility room."
This is naked look down.
Fang Chen clenched his fists, his face showing a disdainful smile.
"Your kind of jumping beam clown, that's how you dare to challenge me like this." Fang Chen said: "Don't say it is to suppress a realm. Dealing with this kind of garbage, even if it is suppressing two realms, I will destroy you easily.
Since the other party does not give face, there is no need to save face for the other party.
Fang Chen's words are very arrogant.
Directly angered Yuan Mo, who was shocked all around.
"Blood Sword Saint, you are looking for death." Yuan Mo shouted.
"If you want to fight, you can fight.
Blood Sword Saint said impatiently.
"Blood Sword Saint, here is the Yuan tribe, so you can be arrogant."
Yuan Mo stepped out in one step and came to a flat ground, holding an eighth-order soldier to face Fang Chen.
The noisy sound that happened here attracted many young generations of warriors.
Among them are Yuan Liang and others who have played against Fang Chen.
"Blood Sword Saint."
Yuan Liang saw the Blood Sword Saint, clenched his fists, and was full of anger.
However, he knew the gap between himself and Blood Sword Saint.
"How could Yuan Mo challenge the Blood Sword Saint?" Yuan Liao said.
"Is there any problem in his brain?" Yuan Qian asked puzzled.
"No, there is a problem." Yuan Jiaojiao whispered.
At this moment, the elders said: "Blood Sword Saint, Yuan Mo's cultivation base is the eightfold of the realm of creation. According to the rules, you must suppress the cultivation base of the sevenfold of the realm of creation, otherwise it would be illegal."
There are some threats in the words of the elders.
"To deal with this kind of garbage, you can suppress a heavy state."
Fang Chen sneered and looked down on Yuan Mo.
"Blood Sword Saint, you are looking for death."
Yuan Mo was furious, the eighth-order soldier waved out, and the cold breath whistled.
Fang Chen's whole body emerged with the breath of sixfold of the chemical environment.
"Even the Sixth Layer of Creation Realm can defeat you."
Fang Chen deliberately stimulated Yuan Mo and suppressed Xiu in the Sixth Layer of Creation.
Seeing that Yuan Mo's attack was coming, Fang Chen burst out with a punch.
This punch has a feeling of falling apart.
Everyone around was amazed, and the elders were shocked by the connection.
boom……
Unsurprisingly, Yuan Mo was blown away by Fang Chen.
"You are too weak."
Fang Chen sneered, looking down on Yuan Mo, who fell to the ground.
Yuan Moqi spit blood violently and fainted.
"Yuan clan genius, but nothing more."
Fang Chen sneered, looked at the elders, and swayed toward the luxurious house next to him.
"Blood Sword Saint, you are too much."
The speaker is Yuan Qian.
Yuan Qian was defeated by Fang Chen when he inherited his ancestral land.
Now there is another chance, of course, to find back.
"Why? The Yuan tribe wants to go back and forth?" Fang Chen said in a deep voice.
"Blood Sword Saint, weren't you just very capable and arrogant? I challenged you to Yuan Qian, but I don't believe that you can defeat me with the sixfold creation environment." Yuan Qian said shameless.
Fang Chen pouted, and the people of the Yuan tribe were really shameless.
Yuan Qianlian can even say such words, and is indeed a disciple of the Yuan tribe.
Fang Chen turned and looked at Yuan Qianyi, then looked at Yuan Liang.
"I know, you also want to take this opportunity to fight against me." Fang Chen said: "I will put my words here today, the Yuan clan disciples are all defeated by my men, and I am fearless."
"If anyone wants to challenge, come here. Even if you want to join forces to fight me, you can."
Fang Chen at this moment has an extremely arrogant attitude.
His voice shocked everyone.
The elders frowned, not knowing what to say for a while.
Yuan Liang stepped out step by step and squinted at Fang Chen.
"Blood Sword Saint, I admit that your strength is very strong, and you are the best among the younger generation. But you are too arrogant to make the sixth level of the realm, and challenge all the younger generations of the Yuan tribe. You don't have that qualification." Road.
"If I try my best, can your younger generation still dare to shoot?" Fang Chen said ironically.
"you……"
For a time, Yuan Liang was choked and didn't know what to say.
"It's useless to talk about it, let's go. Let me see if you, the so-called strongest young generation of Yuan clan, have the style of Yuan Ming."
"Since you want to find death, then I will fulfill you."
boom……
Yuan Liang took action, and the Nine Heavy Cultivation of the Chemical Realm broke out instantly.
He launched a fierce and overbearing attack, attacking Fang Chen with a thunderous thunder.
boom……
Fang Chen punched him, his body receded slightly.
"Garbage." Yuan Liang chuckled.
Fang Chen was completely speechless to the Yuan tribe.
Lead the elders to persecute and persecute themselves to suppress cultivation.
Yuan Liang dared to say something like this by pushing the self of the Sixth Layer of the Forged Realm a little bit back.
"Who is garbage?"
Fang Chen no longer keeps his hand, Xingyin sword takes out instantly.
call out……
The ninth-order soldier is extremely powerful.
Xingyin sword crossed a strange trajectory in the void, bursting out a bright sword light in an instant, and shot towards Yuanliang.
Thump ...
Yuan Liang's fist was pierced by Jianguang, and his body quickly dodged.
"Do not……"
Yuan Liang shouted, he felt a trace of danger.
boom……
At a critical moment, the elders were called in to defeat this sword light.
"Why? The little loser, the old can't help but want to shoot?" Fang Chen sneered.
The elder's face was indifferent and somewhat unpleasant, but he resisted it.
"Blood Sword Saint, this matter will end here. You should stay here honestly, don't move around, otherwise you will blame the old man."
Having said that, the elders were dismissed to dismiss the children of the Yuan tribe, gave Fang Chen a vicious look, and turned to leave.
In a luxury home.
Fang Chen was sitting on the stone bench, with a light expression on his face.
With the deterrence of the Lord of Demons and the Demon Sword of the Yuan Dynasty, the senior officials of the Yuan clan must not dare to shoot themselves.
The rest of the younger generation is not at all afraid.
"The only thing to worry about is the immortality of the Yuan clan."
Fang Chen secretly said.
If he is fighting alone, the low-level emperor of life and death, he is not afraid.
However, the rules for competing for Sword Yuanguo were formulated by the Yuan tribe.
He was afraid that the Yuan tribe would do things on the rules.
However, there is no other way.
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The holy place of the Yuan tribe, inside the temple.
"A few of you are the emperors of life and death realm that I value most. This time, I have to seize the sword Yuanguo." Yuan Gu stood up, sinking his voice.
Behind him, the nine Daoist figures stood side by side, exuding a terrifying breath.
Nine of them are the emperors of life and death realm carefully cultivated by Yuan Gu.
All along, it has never appeared.
This time, as the sword Yuanguo matured, nine of them were summoned by Yuan Gu.
"The patriarch is assured that as long as it is not a strong man in the universe's combat power list, nine of us have 100% confidence."
"Yes, nine sword yuan fruit, must belong to our nine people, will not be obtained by outsiders."
Yuan Gu also trusted the nine people.
"I have great confidence in you, but during this competition, pay attention to me." Yuan Gu said. "He is called Blood Sword Saint and he is the enemy of my Yuan clan, but because of the mysterious strongman behind him, I can't shoot."
"Patriarch, how strong is this person?"
"No stepping into life and death."
It is said that nine people are more confident.
"Relax, this competition is the day when Jian Yuanguo died."
"Never let him leave the Yuan Holy Land safely."
"How can the enemies of my Yuan tribe make him happy and happy, and come to participate in the competition of Jian Yuanguo?
Nine people have spoken one after another.
They have treated Blood Sword Saint as their prey.
Since ancient times, hunters have hunted prey.
"Hope this guy can give us some surprises."
Nine people laughed eeriely.
The hunter had already prepared a butcher knife to prepare for the arrival of his prey.