After Zheng Yuanyun helped Zi Tong and Wuji Zhenren get rid of the suction of the fat protector, he swung his right hand and completely defeated the suction of the fat protector.

Soon, the surroundings returned to peace.

The fat guardian suddenly felt very unhappy and cursed hatefully: "Bastard."

He is an extremely domineering person. He doesn't like being disobedient by others, and he doesn't like being easily blocked by others' attacks.

In his opinion, people with lower cultivation than themselves are garbage.

As garbage, you should look like garbage, and let him be slaughtered by Feng Zhang, and you cannot have any resistance.

If you can withstand his move, you are provoking him.

Zheng Yuan took three steps slowly, summoned the small broken sword, pointed at the fat guardian, and said coldly: "Okay, fat guardian, let's not do so many tricks. As long as you can take over my three swords, you will be spared."

He doesn't plan to waste too much time with this guy anymore.

The fat protector laughed in anger: "You asked this protector to take you three moves? What are you? What qualifications do you have to let this protector three moves? This protector can tear you into pieces in one move."

He now feels seriously insulted.

For a long time, only the strong have given tricks to the weak, and no weak has the courage and strength to give tricks to the strong.

If the weak give the strong a move, then he will look down on the strong.

Zheng Yuan was too lazy to talk nonsense to him anymore, and shouted coldly: "Look at the trick."

He said, attacking with one knife.

Wuji Zhenren couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

He felt that Zheng Yuan was a little overestimated.

Even Brother Long, who has a perfect cultivation level in the Condensation, is not the opponent of this fat guardian. How many moves can he, a junior, resist?

Although Zi Tong didn't believe that Zheng Yuan could fight against the fat guardian, she still cheered him up: "Brother, come on, I know you are the best."

The fat guardian looked at Zheng Yuan who was attacking, and his face showed extreme contempt: "A poor slag dares to be arrogant in front of this guardian. Let's see how this guardian will torture you to death."

He carried his hands on his back, squinted his eyes, completely looking like he did not take Zheng Yuan's attack seriously.

Although he is arrogant, he still has the capital.

Since reaching the perfection of the condensed body, no one who has encountered someone below the ninth level of the condensed body can ever take his three moves. Most of the time, he can kill it in one move.

Especially when facing the early stages of the condenser, he could not hurt him if he allowed them to attack.

The Fat Guardian believes that Zheng Yuan is no different from other people in the early stage of coagulation.

He planned to let Zheng Yuan do three moves first, and then use one move to destroy him in seconds, so that he could slap Zheng Yuan in the face hard.

He was very much looking forward to Zheng Yuan kneeling down and begging for mercy.

Suddenly, at this moment, Zheng Yuan summoned the Hell Hand and then transferred his power into the small broken sword.

In an instant, a dazzling purple radiance radiated from the small broken knife, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded.

The fat guardian felt something, his face changed drastically, and he quickly turned to dodge.

However, it was already half a step late.

With a sound of slapping, the small broken knife had already slashed the fat guardian's right shoulder, and suddenly cut his level 8 real clothes.

However, because his body was very strong with his solid body, he was not cut.

But even so, it still hurts a little.

The fat guardian was shocked and angry: "How is this possible!"

Although his eyes were half closed just now, his spiritual sense was always locked on Zheng Yuan, so he would not have any opportunity to take advantage of it.

But from beginning to end, he didn't realize that Zheng Yuan had come to him.

Zheng Yuan's attack can be described as unpredictable.

"The second move."

Zheng Yuan said, attacking him with another knife.

This time, the fat guardian was completely angry: "Bastard, don't be arrogant anymore. I just gave you just to give you an opportunity. Do you really think you can defeat me? I will let you know how ignorant and ridiculous you are now."

He said, and punched him hard with his right hand.

He no longer intends to let Zheng Yuan do three moves.

Now he just wants to defeat Zheng Yuan in the fastest time and save his face.

The fat guardian is a perfect cultivation level of the body. He can achieve both offense and defense with one move, and is extremely powerful.

If he was another early stage of the condenser, his attack would definitely be blocked by him.

However, sorry, Zheng Yuan is not an ordinary person.

He immediately attacked the fat guardian's empty sect and hit his chest with a knife.

The fat guardian couldn't help but be startled and quickly turned his move and waved his left fist to the right side of the small broken knife.

However, before his fist hit Xiaobo, Xiaobou had already slashed his chest.

As the blood splattered, the fat guardian screamed and took seven steps in a row.

Seeing that Zheng Yuan had only two moves and injured the fat guardian, Zi Tong couldn't help but be surprised and happy: "Brother, you are so awesome."

She couldn't help but feel more confident in Zheng Yuan, knowing that if this continues, it is very likely to defeat this fat man.

Wuji Zhenren was also a little surprised that Zheng Yuan could injure the fat guardian, but he was not as optimistic as Zi Tong.

Because he knew that the true strength of the Fat Guardian was very terrifying.

He believed that the reason why Zheng Yuan was able to injure the fat protector was that there was a great luck component. If the fat protector used the real strength of the condensed body, then Zheng Yuan would definitely not be able to resist it.

He sighed in his heart: "Although Brother Zheng Yuan is strong, it may still be very difficult to fight the fat guardian. Once he releases the golden soul with his condensed cultivation, he will be unable to resist it immediately."

Zheng Yuan did not rush to attack anymore, pointed the knife at the fat guardian again, and said lightly: "The third knife."

The fat protector reached out and quickly moved his chest, stopping the bleeding, then glared at Zheng Yuan, with a gloomy face: "Bastard, if you don't tear you into pieces, then I, Feng Zhang, will not be the four protectors of the Yaoyun Sect?"

He is now full of hatred towards Zheng Yuan.

For the strong man in the condensation, being beaten and injured is an insult that cannot be washed away.

He said that and released his golden soul.

Zi Tong is not familiar with the situations of various levels of cultivation, so now I see that Fat Guardian can actually release his soul, which is very magical.

She was amazed in her heart: "It turns out that the powerful person who condenses can release his soul to fight. This is too powerful."

In an instant, she became even more worried about Zheng Yuan.

Wuji Zhenren sighed in his heart: "It's over now."

He has seen the terrible terror of the golden soul more than once, and knows that it is not something that ordinary people can fight against.
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