Chapter 211 Jun Niansheng

"Yang Hong, where did this come from? He obviously fell in love with the things of Jubao Pavilion. Fang Yun's eyelids jumped. Yang Hong came up and went straight to Yanque Tower. The goal is extremely clear, and it is clear that it is aimed at the Jubao Pavilion. Fang Yun knew in his heart that with Yang Hong's cultivation, what Jubao Pavilion can really make him see is probably a few local magic weapons underground.

"Rumble!"

The earth rumbled and shook, and when the red light surged down, a circle of golden light film suddenly burst out from the depths of the earth. Then there are red, yellow and silver. The light film of the four-fold prohibition under the Jubao Pavilion appeared one by one, but it was broken by Yang Hong one by one.

Every ban is broken, and it will make a louder sound than thunder. It seems that the sky and the earth have collapsed.

The four prohibitions were broken in the blink of an eye, and finally a vast white light, like a river, gushed out of the ground and firmly resisted the red light all over the sky. An angry roar came from the good white light: "Yang Hong, if you have offended our Jubao Pavilion, you will regret it! - Third brother, run away!"

Almost at the same time, several figures bounced from the ground and flew into the distance.

"Escape?" Yang Hong's voice was indifferent and arrogant, echoing over Xi'er City, as if the master of heaven and earth was pronounced: "Can you escape?"

As soon as the sound fell, a large fire cloud in the sky suddenly gathered and turned into a huge palm, pressing down fiercely. Those figures, pressed by their big hands, immediately screamed and fell from the air. - The gap between the earth level and the celestial level is too big!

"Third brother!"

With exclamation, the white light suddenly disappeared, and a figure flew out of the air, wrapped several figures, and flashed towards the distance.

"Humph!"

Yang Hong snorted coldly, the space changed, a hazy in the palm of his hand, emerged out of thin air, and grabbed several people who fled with thunderous momentum.

"Yellow Sky Jade Seal - Give it to me!"

In a hurry, Fang Yun felt that the other party seemed to have thrown some kind of top magic weapon. As soon as the sound fell, a wave of destruction came from the direction of Xi'er City. Hearing the loud noise of the "rumble", a more dazzling light than the sun broke out over Xi'er City, and Fang Yun subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Jubao Pavilion, after all, it is Jubao Pavilion. With countless treasures, Yang Hong is careless!"

The power of the magic weapon is extremely powerful. Fang Yun felt that if he faced this magic weapon, he could not resist it. Even if the strong man who changes the level is bombarded by the power of the magic weapon, he also wants to have no bones.

When the magic weapon was blown up, Yang Hong's palm was immediately smashed.

"Leave it for me!"

Yang Hong snorted coldly and seemed to be really angry. Four dragons chanted for a long time, and the Heavenly Emperor's chariot drew a huge wave in the air and chased the people who fled to the Jubao Pavilion to the sky.

How powerful the celestial power is. This distance is not a problem at all!

Four dragons, with a long cry, immediately chased to the west. Thousands of feet of distance pass in a flash. After a few more breaths, you have to catch up, just at this moment.

"Boom!"

The earth shook, and a black air rose to the sky and quickly spread out, turning the sky into darkness.

"The wind is too strong"

Fang Yun suspended in the air and looked at the West in shock. At the beginning of the horizon, a magnificent figure came step by step at a slow pace. Every step out, the earth will rumble and shake. Although it was far away, Fang Yun still saw Feng Taicang's iconic half-black and half-white long hair at a glance.

The pace of the wind is very slow, but the speed is definitely not slow. In just a few steps, the wind appeared from the horizon, about a few miles away from Xi'er City.

The magic of Taotao is burning like a flame. Feng Taicang didn't say anything, but quietly stood in front of Yang Hong, like a huge peak, in front of Yang Hong and Jubao Pavilion. "The wind is too strong. Are you going to hinder me on my way?" Yang Hong's voice resounded through the world, and he felt the strong breath of the wind. Yang Hong also had to slow down the Heavenly Emperor's chariot. Fang Yun was also extremely surprised to see Feng Tai Cang here. "One is the first young master of the Demon Sect, and the other is the first young master of the army of the Zhou Dynasty. These two people will actually meet here!" The wind appeared too suddenly, and it didn't seem to hit it by chance. It seems to be specially designed for the Jubao Pavilion of Xi'er City. "There are now six great Confucians in Xi'er City, and Feng Taicang dares to appear here! He is really a skill and a bold person, and he still has some support!" Thinking of the six great Confucians in the court, Fang Yun suddenly moved his heart: "It's not good!" Fang Yun also ignored the fight between Yang Hong and Feng Taicang, and quickly flew to Pang Juyuan's mansion. Yang Hong has just taken action and has shocked the sectarian masters of the whole Xi'er City. Now the wind is blocking, and Yang Hong can't take care of these people for a while. When the wind is solved, Yang Hong will have to deal with the people of these sects next. Pang Juyuan, the king of Beidou, Fang Yun can't let him be taken away by Yang Hong no matter what. Just as Fang Yun rushed to the Beidou Mansion, he heard Feng Taicang's voice and said, "Four local magic weapons, you can take them away." Go back!" The sound of the wind is very loud, just like the sound of two majestic peaks, shaking each other. "Hmm! What a big tone! - I'm going to have a try, the first young master of the magic way, what can you do!" As soon as the voice fell, the boundless red light swept towards the wind. In the red light, four huge ancient dragons roared and burst out like lightning... Fang Yun couldn't take a look at it and hurried into the Beidou Mansion. In the lobby, Fang Yun met Pang Juyuan, the king of Beidou. Several servants helped him to the seat with an anxious look on his face. Yang Hong's breath is for martial arts masters. It's fatal, but for ordinary people, it doesn't hurt. Pang Juyuan's face was as white as paper foil, and there was a trace of blood donation flowing at the corners of his mouth. He lay motionless on the seat. Fang Yun took three steps and two steps to stuff a piece of ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum into the mouth of Pang Juyuan. At the same time, he drank back a few subordinates. The servants in Beidou Mansion all recognize him. Hearing his scolding, he retreated. After a while, Pang Juyuan's face finally regained a trace of blood, and he woke up and turned around. "Brother Pang, how are you?" Fang Yun was concerned.

Pang Juyuan's face showed a wry smile: "Yang Hong's strength is terrible! My internal strength was all shaken away by him. In a short time, I'm afraid I can't even walk!"

"Beidou Mansion, you must leave quickly. The purpose of Feng Taicang is just to block Yang Hong and protect the people of Jubao Pavilion. He can't fight with Yang Hong. When Yang Hong comes to his senses, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave!"

Fang Yundao.

"I was going to ask you to solve this doom."

Now it seems that it's very difficult! Pang Juyuan's face showed a trace of helplessness.

Fang Yun thought: "This matter is not necessarily true. - Not to mention so much, you change your clothes first, and wait a moment, be my bodyguard!"

"That's the only way!"

Although Pang Juyuan has not been able to gather internal forces, he has more or less recovered some of his mobility. After a while, he took off his Taoist robe and changed into ordinary people's clothes.

"Drink!"

At this time, a heavy shout came from Xi'er City. The vitality of the whole world fluctuated violently.

"The teacher took action!"

After all, Feng Taicang is a man in the devil's door. Although he can't stand Yang Hong in reading and reciting, at this time, Guo Boji and others must be helping Yang Hong, and they are not going to help Feng Taicang. ,

Fang Yun picked up Pang Juyuan, soared up from the middle of the house, and hurriedly glanced to the west. He saw that the sky was full of red light and strong magic. After being scolded by the great scholar of the court, Feng Taicang did not seem to be too traumatized.

"The wind is too strong, you are looking for a dead end!

Yang Hong's voice resounded through the world, and there was a trace of anger in his voice. The chariot of the Emperor of Heaven, coupled with the great Confucian of the imperial court, and his strength, Feng Taicang did not retreat. Let him have a trace of real fire." Jun Niansheng, Mr. Xuanji, please move, I'm not the only one. Don't you still do it?" The sound of the wind came from the rolling magic air, shaking in all directions.

"The gentleman talks and doesn't do anything. - I don't mean to get into the affairs of the four of you!" A lazy voice came from the sky. Then, a clear air escaped from the horizon. In the blink of an eye, it crossed the heavy space and appeared less than a mile away from Xi'er City at home. It is clear and magnificent, dragging a snow-white feather in it. On the feathers stood a handsome scholar in feathers. This scholar's skin is extremely white, just like a crystal. The corners of his mouth smiled, the feather fan shook gently, and a cynical atmosphere was revealed in his star-like eyes.

As soon as Jun Niansheng appeared, the heavens and the earth immediately drifted. Not only the magic of the wind, but also Yang Hong's fire clouds were rejected. He just stood there casually, which seemed to be the center of heaven and earth. Enjoying thousands of eyes is the proud son of heaven and earth.

"This person is Jun Niansheng!"

Seeing this person, Fang Yun and Pang Shiyuan's eyes trembled slightly. This Jun Niansheng gives people the feeling that it concentrates all the aura, blessings and luck between heaven and earth! People can't help but be jealous!

Yang Hong and Feng Taicang are also the dragons of the people, but compared with Jun Niansheng, they immediately dimmed a lot!

Fang Yun's mind moved and suddenly used the "Wang Qi Method" of the Heavenly Evil Sect. When I opened my eyes, I saw the place where Jun Niansheng stood. Within a hundred feet, it was purple gas rising. These purple gas have turned into the appearance of dragons and phoenixes, which are clear and long-term.

Fang Yun was punched hard and vomited blood in his heart. Jun Niansheng's luck is simply horrible. It not only has the purple spirit of the head of the sect and the emperor, but also has great luck to turn into dragons and phoenixes.

Such a task is that the leaders and emperors of all sects will vomit blood depressedly when they see it!

Pang Juyuan seemed to know that Fang Yun was using Wang Qi and said lightly, "Now you know why this person is the love of heaven and earth!"

Fang Yun was silent.