Yan Shouzhen took out his all-out method of slapping the rabbit, holding the Zixu knife, condensed into dozens of blades, forming a sword curtain in the air, and slashing towards Fang Dang.

I thought Fang Dang would be cut to pieces at the next moment, but I never expected that Yan Shou Zhenren would be nailed in the air, and handfuls of Zixu blades hovered more than ten centimeters in front of Fang Dang, as if he had encountered a huge barrier and could no longer penetrate the slightest edge.

Yan Shouzhenren stopped in front of Fang Dang like this, as if time had stopped.

But if you look at it from a different angle, you will find that Yan Shou Zhenren was definitely not hovering in the air, but because Fang Dang's hand was casually pressing on Yan Shou Zhenren's forehead. As Fang Dang gently tucked his finger, Yan Shou Zhenren's body instantly began to shrink.

Within a few breaths, Yan Shouzhenren's body turned into dried oranges, and was scratched by Fang Dang's fingers and burst into dust with a bang.

Yan Shou Zhenren is one of the best beings among the Nascent Soul Cultivators. In addition, he is a cold-hearted person and he is flirtatious. Ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivators should avoid him when they encounter him. He rarely suffers losses in the battles at the same level. Such an existence is also crushed and killed in front of Fang Dang!

This is really unreal!

All the monks of the Dayan Palace were stunned.

They were even wondering whether this was a kind of magical power that Yan Shou Zhenren had newly cultivated, which could change his shape.

When Yan Shouzhenren's savage sword fell on Fang Dang's hand, they truly believed what they saw.

Yan Shouzhenren is dead!

Fang Dang fiddled with the Zixu sword, which was a first-class treasure in the hands of the Nascent Soul monk.

Moreover, the Zixu Sword had already developed a little spirituality. Fang Dang struggled constantly and wanted to escape. Fang Dang stretched out his hand and pinched it hard. The Zixu Sword let out a moan, and then stopped moving like a dead fish.

Fang Dang put Zixu sword into his sleeve, then looked at Venerable Dahong and smiled and said, "I received the interest. Do you still don't plan to return the things you took from me?"

Next to the Dayan Palace, they all looked at Fang Dang blankly.

This time, even the Red-Faced Venerable felt a chill on his back. It was not that Fang Dang showed such a powerful force. The Red-Faced Venerable could also do the killing of a Yuanying Real Person in his ease in his hands, but the guy who did this was obviously just a Jindan monk.

And this arrogant man is so crazy as his name is!

Not long ago, more than 40 venerables from ten sects went to Huangjiao Sect and did not dare to kill people at will. However, this guy named Zhang Kuang killed two real people from the Dayan Palace with one move. This has surpassed the bottom line that the cultivators of the Dayan Palace can bear. If Zhang Kuang is asked to leave alive today, their Dayan Palace will no longer have to continue to exist.

The monks of the entire Dayan Palace were all excited and shouted that they would peel Zhang Kuang's skin and bones.

"Brother Red Face, what do you think of this guy?" Venerable Dahong asked at this time.

The Red-Faced Venerable responded by sending a voice message: "I can't understand it, but I have learned a little about this guy named Zhang Kuang. He has always been a poor little person in Huangjiao Sect. He just entered the realm of the Golden Pills not long ago. Logically speaking, his cultivation should not have had any greater rise. I doubt that he has any special treasures in his body! Even the talisman refined by the Venerable! No, if a talisman elixir can exert such powerful power, at least it must be an invincible treasure refined by an existence at the level of the Mingbei!"

"What do you mean is that the old guys from Huang Jiao Sect can't help but finally take action?" The color of Venerable Dahong's face changed.

"I think it's very likely. You also know that the existence of the Mingbei Realm has agreed to never interfere with the struggles between the younger generations. They have focused more on how to improve their cultivation and enter the realm of the era. But are these old guys really not involved in the affairs of the sect at all? This time, Huang Jiaomen fell into a big fight, which might angered those old guys. It's not convenient for them to take action directly, but it's not difficult to play some tricks."

Hearing this, the eyes of Venerable Dahong obviously fluctuated. If Zhang Kuang was behind him, he was a monument-casting existence, then Zhang Kuang was really an existence that he could not afford to offend.

Huangjiaomen has the existence of the monument casting realm, but they did not have it in the Dayan Palace!

"Don't be afraid. You only treat the existence of the monument casting realm as a statue. You can provide for them, but you don't have to care too much about them. Although they can make some small moves, they only have some small moves after all. This arrogant body must have something good. If you can get it, it can even become the treasure of your Dayan Palace!"

When he heard the four words "Treasure of the Palace" and the fluctuations in Venerable Dahong's eyes immediately changed.

Then Venerable Dahong whispered a voice to the other three venerables in the sect.

These three venerables are Venerable Feidu, Venerable Tonglin, and Venerable Shengxiao.

These three venerables, two men and one woman, were whispering to Venerable Dahong at this time.

Soon the four venerables nodded together.

Venerable Fitu stepped out and walked straight towards Fangdang.

The monks who were originally noisy in the Dayan Palace instantly became quiet.

All eyes were all staring at Venerable Fit.

Venerable Fitu is a handsome young man. When he was young, he must have been a sunny boy. Now, this Venerable Fitu still gives people a pleasing feeling.

Venerable Fitu held a whisk in his hand, and was wearing a plain white robe, which came in the wind, floating like an ecstasy.

"Zhang Kuang, you can leave a last word, and I will send it back to Huang Jiao Sect for you."

Venerable Fitu had a handsome face and a normal voice, exuding a free and easy aura of dust.

Fang Dang chuckled: "It seems that your Dayan Palace is preparing to increase interest."

Venerable Feidu smiled calmly, then waved his hand at Zhang Kuang.

"Come and enjoy my rain!"

The horse's hair whisk was pure white all over, and the mane was shot out immediately. In an instant, thousands of threads were splashed as spaces, gathering into a sudden heavy rain pouring towards the square storm.

Under the sunshine, each silver thread reflects the light of the sunshine. It not only does not give people a sense of solemnity, but instead makes people feel pleasing to the eye.

Fang Dang couldn't help but nodded slightly. This rain of eternal ray is indeed worth watching.

However, it is only worth watching here in Fang Dang. Fang Dang sacrificed the talisman this time. Fang Dang did not need to use the power of this talisman, but he needed to use the shell of this talisman to put a layer of disguise on himself.
Chapter completed!