I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

The person who came was Mr. Fang Cun.

Zhang Dongyun's previous expectation was not bad, Qiyao Hualing appeared in the world, and there was too much movement.

This is exactly what Mr. Fang Cun has been looking for.

He must have his own way of searching, and he has never given up over the years.

When the magic weapon was hidden from the world before, it was still possible to hide it from him.

But now that the magic weapon is born and shines brightly, there is no way to hide it from this guy.

Mr. Fang Cun found Qiyao Hualing's aura immediately after he noticed it.

Most of his attention was focused on Qiyao Hualing at the moment, he didn't care about the angry Mu Mi, and he just asked casually, "Is it the descendant of Mo Li?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly looked a little more solemn, and looked away from Qiyao Hualing, looking to the other side: "What a pure sword intent."

Su Po's figure quietly appeared in the dark and quiet universe in the distance, and in a short moment, he came to the side of Qiyao Hualing.

"Mr. Fangcun?"

Su Po's tone was calm.

While speaking, he was already standing between the other party, Mu Mi, Chen Chaoyan and Qiyao Hualing.

"That's right, the old man calls himself 'Fang Cun', are you with them?" While the middle-aged Confucian scholar was speaking, his gaze passed Su Po and fell on Chen Chaoyan: "She..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that he could no longer see Chen Chaoyan, and his sight seemed to be cut off by an invisible sword.

"They are all my Chang'an people now, and Chang'an will protect them."

Su Po's expression was calm and his tone was gentle, not at all as sharp as his sword.

Mr. Fang Cun couldn't help but laugh: "Mo Li, you were reincarnated and reincarnated, but unexpectedly you were reincarnated as a woman. No wonder you can find the whereabouts of the Qiyao Crystal Essence today."

Su Po tilted his head slightly, and looked at the Qiyao Hualing behind him: "Qiyao Crystal Essence, is it the material for refining this magic weapon? It is indeed an extremely brilliant magic weapon."

When Mr. Fang Cun heard this, he was very displeased: "Not bad, what? It's a waste of money. The old man will have to work hard to refine the Qiyao crystal essence again later, and it will take more effort than him to refine this magic weapon.

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"Then don't bother."

Su Po said calmly.

He told Mu Mi behind him: "Calm down and do what you should do now."

"……yes."

Mu Mi took a deep breath, and retracted her gaze from looking at Mr. Fang Cun.

In fact, just now she looked directly at the other party full of hostility, which already made her feel a burning pain in the primordial spirit.

With her respect of the Yang God, even if she is like this, let alone the "Master" who is reincarnated and re-cultivated right now.

The current strength gap between the two sides is self-evident.

She actually knew this all along.

When Mo Li fell into the opponent's hands back then, his cultivation base was also at the fourteenth level.

Mu Mi didn't have the confidence to surpass her former mentor, so naturally she didn't have the strength to seek revenge from Mr. Fang Cun.

It's just that they suddenly met each other on a narrow road, and she still couldn't restrain the resentment in her heart.

Su Po's arrival made her feel relieved.

Even though Su Po is just like her, currently in the fourteenth realm, she still feels at ease.

On the one hand, it was because of Su Po himself, and on the other hand, it was because of the city of Chang'an.

When she first entered Chang'an, she was not entirely voluntary.

But at this moment, Mu Mi felt relieved and grateful from the bottom of her heart.

She got rid of distracting thoughts, put aside the existence of Mr. Fang Cun for the time being, and devoted herself to collecting Qiyao Hualing.

For Mr. Fang Cun, the two opposite people who are both in the fourteenth realm have completely different concepts.

Mo Li, that tree demon apprentice, was completely ignored by him.

But Su Po is another matter.

However, attaching importance to it does not affect Mr. Fang Cun's confidence in himself and his grasp of the situation.

"It's very rare for a swordsman genius like you to emerge. The old man pities you that it's not easy to practice, but it's not that I'm afraid of you. You don't know what to do and make progress."

Mr. Fang Cun looked at Su Po, and shook his head slightly: "Here, you are not the one to make the decision. Qiyao Crystal Essence, the old man is going to decide. If you persist in your obsession, then the old man will have no choice but to ignore your talent, and I will punish you today."

Su Po's expression remained the same: "Treasure your talents, there is no need. I heard that you and Mo Li were friends, but in order to win the treasure, you betrayed your trust and harmed him. Now, save yourself and stop acting like a gentleman."

Mr. Fang Cun snorted coldly: "What do you know? The Qiyao crystal essence is the old man's property, but Mo Li stole the old man's thing in order to refine the magic weapon he imagined!"

The white jade folding fan in his hand closed with a "snap", pointing at Su Po:

"If you want to get involved, all the consequences will be your own fault."

Following his finger, there were a series of thin black lines flying towards Su Po.

Su Po looked intently, the black lines were all thick ink.

What Mr. Fang Cun did was not a Confucian method, but a Taoist method.

Thick ink is everywhere, once it gets on your body, Mr. Fang Cun will melt away all your strength, and it will all be wiped out.

Su Po stood still at the same place, and traces of invisible sword energy naturally emerged around him, cutting through the thick ink, breaking it into pieces, and annihilating them without a sound.

Mr. Fang Cun narrowed his eyes slightly.

The opponent's kendo is really brilliant.

He used the Taoist method to compete with it, and he was no match at all.

I knew that he was both Taoist and Confucian. Although he majored in Confucianism, he also had profound attainments in Taoist practice.

But now the opponent didn't show any real kung fu at all, and with just a few gestures, he has already broken all his Taoism.

Su Po's sword energy sliced ​​through the opponent's ink line, and his gaze was also slightly focused.

Because after his sword energy broke through the opponent's way, the shattered ink stains did not disappear completely, and there were more mysterious methods in the ink stains.

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Sure enough, the ink glass did not disappear, but quickly condensed in the void of the universe, scattered and combined, and finally turned into a beautiful article.

Although Su Po doesn't practice Confucianism, he has Shen Herong, a great Confucian master, by his side, so he is no stranger to these kinds of articles.

This looks like a gorgeous parallel essay, but it is exactly the style of writing that Shen Herong dislikes the most.

But Mr. Fang Cun obviously has some almost culminating research in these articles.

Once the article is completed, it suddenly seems to press the surrounding universe into a flat surface, as if everything can be left on the paper.

Su Po stretched out his right hand behind his back, holding five fingers empty, and drew out the shadowless, but indestructible and terrifying sword edge, blatantly cutting the beautiful article in front of him!

What a school of burning pianos and cooking cranes, it's a big spoiler!

Seeing this, Zhang Dongyun from the Daming Palace in Chang'an City in the Yanhuang Realm smiled.

After another boost from Lei Han's Xuansheng Ice Soul and the branches of the sycamore tree, Su broke the sharpness of his sword and made a huge leap forward.

If Lei Han is said to be the strongest defense ever in Yanhuang Realm, then Su Po is almost the strongest attack.

Zong Tianxuan, who he fought with swords and swords, is one of the few warriors who can face Lei Hanhuiyao's immortal body and break through the defense at the same stage.

Although it is difficult to achieve as good a result as Li Shulou Shangqing Yujian in the fifteenth realm, his attack power is strong enough to be proud of.

Especially Su Po's attacking ability against a single point may be even better than Zong Tianxuan's.

Zong Tianxuan needs to become Ziweiyuan, the strongest of the "Three Yuans" in their lineage, in order to make up for this gap.

However, the opponent he is facing now has a higher level of cultivation after all.

For a master who can cultivate to this level, how can he be less talented?

In the past, when he practiced the first nine realms of Confucianism and the master realm, Mr. Fang Cun was also an amazing figure who surpassed countless practitioners of the same realm.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move.

Mr. Fang Cun discovered that the sharpness of Su Po's sword was even higher than his previous estimate.

Immediately, a writing brush appeared in his hand, and he swiped it in the air.

Splendid articles reappear, and more than one.

Between the intertwining of pen and ink, it turned into layers of worlds, and then entangled together, completely squashing the surrounding universe again.

Not only Su Po, but also Mu Mi and Chen Chaoyan at the back couldn't stand it, their bodies seemed to be pressed from three-dimensional to flat.

The practice of the fifteenth realm of Confucianism is the beginning of becoming a sage, so it has been passed down from generation to generation, and the name is "half sage!"

The most famous ability of the semi-sage is Jingtianweidi.

At this moment, Mr. Fang Cun does not make any contempt or reservations anymore. With all his strength, Jing Tianwei almost flattens the void of the universe and turns it into his own chessboard, allowing him to dominate.

With Su Po's ability, at this time, he felt that no matter how powerful he was, he was like a pawn on a chessboard, and could only be controlled by the chess player.

The gap between the two sides is extraordinarily huge.

Above the fourteenth realm, it really is another world.

Su Po's expression became relaxed at this moment.

At this moment, he is completely immersed in his own way of swordsmanship.

There is nothing else in the world except myself and the sword.

Its heart was icy cold, and almost completely turned into a icicle.

But this Bing Po's heart beats like never before.

The power flows continuously to the right hand, and the right hand is full of vitality and fiery.

All the vigorous breath was wiped out by the cold sword edge, not only did not consume the sword intent, but made the sword intent stronger.

When Su Po swung his sword, it was like opening up the world, invincible.

He smashed through the opponent's chessboard!

The surrounding large-scale cosmic void was cut open by this sword.

The chess piece, in turn, destroys the chessboard, shatters the flying fragments, and the reverse chess player flies.

Mr. Fang Cun unfolded the white jade folding fan and waved it on the spot.

The sword energy still cut a sharp wound on his body!

He was actually injured by a Martial Emperor?

Mr. Fang Cun was extremely angry, and when he waved his hand, the scattered pen and ink on the chessboard turned into a raging wave, engulfing Su Po.

But he saw an ice-blue radiance suddenly appearing in the heart of Su Po's chest, which quickly condensed into an ice armor to protect his whole body.

The semi-sage of Confucianism made a move, the turmoil was so violent, it shattered all the ice armor, and still hurt Su Po himself.

But with this block, compared to the injuries that might have been caused, it is undoubtedly much lighter.

Su Po let out a breath of turbid air, and stood with the invisible sword on his chest, looking at Mr. Fang Cun, he still had the strength to fight again.

Mr. Fang Cun looked serious.

The wound on his body was shrouded by Dao Dao Wenhua's talent, and he stabilized temporarily, the injury was lighter than Su Po.

He just fought against each other, but in the end he was the winner.

But this is entirely because he has an advantage in realm, if not, the result would be completely reversed.