"The world, there is no magical magic, only martial arts domineering!"

"And among the martial arts, the strongest is the martial arts!"

In theory, this is the power that can only be mastered by the great perfection. Once mastered, it is immediately afraid of low-level siege.

After all, once you master the power of the mood, it is equivalent to using the magical spells among ordinary people. The gap is too great.

However, because the artistic conception is too difficult, even a little careless, it will damage the spirit. In the "Aesthetic God", we will remind you of the congenital peaks. Do not try to understand the frost map.

"In the secret history of the martial arts, there are still a few peerless geniuses who can successfully comprehend the artistic conception in the congenital middle-level realm. Later, they are invincible."

Fang Yuan looked at the frost map, and his eyes were getting brighter and brighter: "This frost map is part of the cold rule! Is it artistic?"

The so-called artistic conception is actually the subtlety of the avenue and the power of the rules.

The reason why this world is like a hedgehog is because it is also true and illusory. The dreams merge into the world, and the avenues have changed, which makes him nowhere to start.

However, Fang Yuan discovered at this time that the true meaning of the martial arts is actually an extension of the power of the rules!

“Once I can comprehend more artistic conception, I will be able to grasp the heavens, the core of the world... and thus break the blockade!”

His eyes were getting brighter and brighter and he found the way to break.

While thinking about it, the frost map in his eyes has become more and more clear.

Within the room, the temperature plummeted and a layer of hoarfrost appeared on the surrounding vases.

"Aesthetic mood!"

Fang Yuan opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a whitish flash in the pupil. He raised his own palm: "After the artistic conception, it complements the martial arts. Although the skill does not increase, the power between the enemy is doubled. ... Of course, the most crucial thing is that from now on, I have no bottleneck in the cultivation of the arrogant gods to the great realm. As long as the skill is up, it can be improved!"

"Of course, the understanding of the artistic conception also has the distinction of the realm of the realm. This is the gap between the great and the perfect people."

Fang Yuan slightly estimated his own strength: "With my current strength, the day after tomorrow and the first-time invaders, how many deaths, even the congenital middle-order is not my opponent, and the power of the congenital peak is far better than me. Strong, but I am also enough to protect myself."

With such strength, I have been able to go to the 'Wu Bang'.

However, Fang Yuan did not have the slightest joy.

For a demon **** in many worlds, what is it that is such a little achievement?

"Not to mention, the world's target, it should be coming soon!"

This kind of targeting, similar to the air transport counter-attack, is not a kind of thunder, but because of the situation, to enlarge some of the most unfavorable factors, so that everything develops in the worst direction.

For ordinary people living in the world, this is a very horrible thing, as if there is a **** of death staring at you at any time.

And, this bad luck will spread!

"Less Lord! Little Master!"

Just then, a sudden knock on the door came.

Fang Yuan frowned slightly and slowly recovered.

If it is an ordinary master, when you encounter this kind of interruption, you will feel uneasy, but you will be enchanted!

He opened the door and saw an anxious Zhang Long. He couldn't help but ask: "What happened? I didn't tell you, when you retreat, are you allowed to disturb?"

"Open the Lord!"

Zhang Long swallowed, only to think that this younger master is more majestic than usual: "The big things are not good, my wife is seriously injured!"

"Oh, take me there!"

Fang Yuan’s look is calm, and it is clear that this is the arrival of the world’s counter-attacks.

The so-called wife, nature is not his wife, but the wife of Fang Tianhan, Fang Xu's biological mother Jiang Lanxin.

On the other hand, the lady was known as the Fire Phoenix Fairy when she was young, and she is also a famous female hero on the rivers and lakes.

"what happened?"

When I came to a courtyard, Fang Yuan saw Jiang Lanxin’s close-fitting Xiaomei, and immediately asked.

"Open the Lord!"

At this time, an old servant looks on the ground: "The old man and his wife found a maturing millennium chilling vine at the time of the Tianzhu Mountain tour. It is very precious and wants to be acquired by the young master, but does not want to encounter the magic gate. The master, the master is trapped, the lady is lucky to escape, but in the body is poisonous, has been mad, the villain is incompetent..."

‘Sure... is it a counterattack? ’

Fang Yuan’s heart showed a sneer, but he said, “Take me there!”

Inside the boudoir, a middle-aged beautiful woman lay in bed, and the Yintang was faintly faint. Obviously, she was extremely poisonous.

"Which is the master of the siege?"

He sat by the bed and asked again.

"The dispute with the master is the magic door to protect the law, the poisonous fire demon Sun Yan!"

Among the magic gates, the greatest power is the demon emperor, the power of martial arts, faintly the title of the world's first master.

And then, the deputy doorkeeper and the big guardian law, among them the poisonous fire demon, ranked 27th in the list, the strength is still above Fang Tianhan.

"Report!"

At this time, Zhang Long’s brother-in-law, Zhao Hu, ran in and kneeled down: “The Lord is not good... It’s not good, it’s a sneak peek. The elders are interested in convening the elders’ meeting and abolishing the lord’s position!”

As soon as this statement came out, the people in the house were all changed.

"The disaster is not alone!"

Fang Yuan saw this, but it was a sneer.

Of course, there are power struggles within the Junshan School, and factions are divided.

Of course, before, Fang Tianhan used the great perfection to suppress everything, and no one dared to resist.

Therefore, the people who sent the main line of the family, they were inevitably arrogant and arrogant, causing a lot of dissatisfaction, among which Fang Xu took up the bulk.

Now, I heard that Fang Tianhan was trapped, and after nine deaths, the fire-fighting fairy was immediately poisoned and immediately attacked.

"The great elder Zhang Hanzhen, good, very good!"

Fang Yuan’s eyes flashed a trace of cold light.

At this time, if it is still Fang Xu, there is no doubt that it is a crisis, dead!

The only way to live is to run away immediately, and you may not be able to run away!

"With my current cultivation, running is sure to run away, but not!"

Fang Yuan’s heart sighed.

His predecessor Fang Xu, but owed a lot of cause and effect here, how can I leave it?

Perhaps in the dream, everything is illusory, but if it is true, it is true and false. Who knows if this is a deliberate trap, so that this family and regret become a roadblock to crack the dream?

Therefore, it must be solved.

Fang Yuan went forward, holding Jiang Xinlan's wrist and slowly inputting an internal force.

"Fire poison? It really is the hand of the poisonous demon."

At this point, his eyes flashed, and the icy real power suddenly ran along the meridians.

The power of the ice, originally with the poisonous fire.

"Well!"

Not long after, Jiang Xinlan on the bed whispered and woke up.

"lady!"

Seeing this scene, regardless of the maid Xiaomei, the old servant, and even the Dragon and Tiger brothers are happy: "You finally woke up?"

"Is it cold?"

Jiang Xinlan said lowly, she is very clear that she has the poisonous palm of the poisonous fire demon, only the internal force to the ice to the cold can be suppressed, the entire Junshan faction, only Fang Tianhan can do it.

"Not... the leader is still trapped, and the young master saved you!"

"Xu Er? Impossible!"

Jiang Xinlan’s eyelids are awake, but they are still very weak: “Tianhan... In the eagle’s peak, occupying the land, it should be able to support for a while, and you will ask for help from the Wubang master!”

She said a few words and immediately went to sleep.

"No matter, my wife is too expensive and needs to be rested..."

The old servant went up and took the pulse, and looking at Fang Yuan’s gaze was full of some incredible: "Less master... your internal strength?"

"You are here to guard, I will come when I go!"

Fang Yuan did not say much, turned and left.

Junshan School, the main hall of the House of Representatives.

"The Great Elders... How can you do this, and send the Lord's back road?"

A voice of sorrow and anger came: "The sentiment is only being besieged and the vitality is still there."

"That is the magic door to protect the law, the poisonous fire demon, the great perfect master, I wait for a person, but at most the congenital middle class, how to match? As for the foreign aid, Wubangzhong people, who is willing to fight for us and the magic door Going to the fire?"

The old voice is not ill, but with a very firm confidence: "Fang Tianhan has no death, no need to worry about it, and when he is the lord, he is flying and squatting, and I have to wait for a long time. In my opinion, the leader should be re-elected!"

"So... who do you want to choose?"

When Fang Yuan walked outside the hall, he heard this sentence and could not help but sneer and strode into the venue.

"Little Lord!"

A 30-year-old elder immediately greeted: "They...they..."

The tone has already choked.

‘The tree is falling! ’

Fang Yuan looked at the elders in this circle and could not help but sigh in his heart.

When Fang Tianhan was there, they all smiled at each other and bowed their knees, but at this time, only the indifference and hatred were seen!

There is only one Xu fish next to it, because it was raised by Fang Tianhan, and it was more loyal.

"Fang Xu, what are you doing?"

An old man in the middle saw Fang Yuan coming and frowned.

He is the great elder of the Junshan School, 'Zhang Hanzheng', and the highest of the Junshan School, the one who has reached the congenital middle class, can break through the peak.

"I am also an innate realm. Why can't I come to the Senate?"

Fang Yuan smiled and stepped forward: "The faction is not dead yet, do you want to rebel?"

This sound quality question is issued, and many elders are looking white.

"Hey, rebel? Yes, we just want to rebel!"

The elders are **** for tat: "Your father and son, how many days of anger and grievances in the Junshan faction, today's causal cycle, retribution is not good!"

"Is it?"

Fang Yuan shook his head: "The great elders are so forgetful, just before March, your grandson is murdering in the downtown area. When the street kills the son of Shunyuan Escort, it is not the Zongmen. And, you, Sun Elder, are you responsible for the procurement of materials, and you are not greedy for more than 50,000 yuan?"

"And you...you..."

He casually pointed out the misdeeds of several people. The elders in the room were all flushed and angered: "The nonsense!"

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