Fantastic Fantasy: Marrying a Beautiful Wife at the Opening Competition

"Zhao Zhisheng!"

Fang Yunxiang gritted his teeth, never expecting that the other party even brought people over.

In other words, even if there is no matter about the Black Dragon Village, the people of Tianyuanzong will still force them to submit, without giving them a chance to think about it.

"Brother Yunxiang, if you want to blame, you can blame yourself for not knowing how to flatter. When the Tianyuan sect sent people over, you should have agreed."

Zhao Zhisheng said this brazenly, and Fang Yunxiang realized that the other party had long ago decided to join Tianyuanzong, rather than temporarily defecting.

"I agreed to it, and the result is almost the same. This Tianyuanzong seems to have the same strength, so how can Black Dragon Village be afraid of them."

Now Zhong Xiong spoke and shook his head.

He didn't deliberately belittle the other party, but judging from the strength of the group behind them, although they were all warriors in the profound energy realm, most of them still stayed at the third or fourth level of the profound energy level, or even one or two levels.

And the people he saw in the Black Dragon Village, whether it was the young head of the family or the bandits just now, they were generally high-level warriors in the profound energy realm.

In Zhong Xiong's view, this gap is too obvious.

"Boy, what did you say!"

That Zhao Zhisheng's complexion changed suddenly, and he shouted angrily.

He didn't make such a gesture for Xu Ming to see, it was just because he had already made a choice, and he didn't want to make people feel that there was something wrong with his choice.

"What did I say, don't you understand?"

Zhong Xiong said coldly, at this time Xu Ming said: "I almost forgot about you."

"Everyone obey!"

Xu Ming shouted loudly, and suddenly there was a movement from behind. Under the light of the fire, the warriors behind all took out their weapons and held the reins, as if they were ready to charge at any time.

"Get rid of this kid first, and then deal with the people in this village. Kill me!"

"kill!"

The sound of shouts of killing soaring to the sky sounded, and the cavalry stepped on the ground. Seeing those warriors rushing over, the expressions of everyone in Jinglan Village changed drastically.

"Everyone back up and hide!"

Fang Yunxiang yelled, in front of these cavalry, even the villagers with cultivation base are no different from ordinary people, they will only be killed if they stay.

"Brother Zhong Xiong, we are here to help you!"

Fang Qing brandished the spear in his hand. At this moment, his shoulder injury has completely healed, and he can continue to fight.

"I'm staying too!"

Fangran spoke first, but seeing Zhong Xiong wave his hand, he said, "No, you just need to back off."

Hearing what he said, Fangran wanted to say something, but was pulled away by Fang Shan.

Fang Qing and Fang Yunxiang looked at each other, and finally chose to retreat.

If Zhong Xiong was really capable, it would only be a burden for him and others to stay, so they chose to retreat and organize the villagers to evacuate.

"Do you still want to be handsome at this time?"

Seeing this, Xu Ming sneered, but he didn't intend to make a move. Instead, he jumped onto the pillar behind him.

What he likes to watch most is the way people struggle when they are desperate, and he wonders whether Zhong Xiongshi can withstand the ravages of iron cavalry.

"I'll give you a chance to make amends: take that kid's head, or else you'll come to see me with your own head."

Xu Ming flicked the long whip in his hand, hitting Zhao Zhisheng directly on the back, and said coldly.

Zhao Zhisheng only felt a burning pain in his back, and he clenched his fists tightly, but he still said, "Yes, Senior Xu!"

Sorrow surged in his heart. Looking at Zhong Xiong who was not far away, his cultivation base exploded, his feet stepped on the ground without a shallow hole, and he punched Zhong Xiong with his fists.

"Brother Zhong, be careful!"

Fang Yu shouted as he retreated, and Zhong Xiong waved his hands, then put his hands on his chest and quickly formed a seal.

A mass of dark red flame quietly emerged in his palm, standing out prominently in the dim environment.

"what happened?"

The flame was no bigger than a baby's fist, but Zhao Zhisheng and the warriors behind him all felt that the flame was swallowing them up. When they realized it, they felt pain from their bodies. all over the body.

"Ahhh!"

Under Fangran's and others' horrified gazes, firemen suddenly appeared in the originally dim environment, struggling on horseback, screaming one after another.

The flames shone with a dark red light, but people could not feel the heat, and even the horses that the warriors sat on were not hurt. Instead, it was because of the struggle of the warriors that they panicked and moved on their backs. The martial artist threw it down.

"What kind of weird martial skill is this?"

Xu Ming also opened his eyes slightly, his instinct told him that the flame was very dangerous and could threaten him.

"I'm the master of yin and yang, can this flame even threaten me?"

Xu Ming couldn't believe it in his heart, but he didn't dare to try it either.

Even he is like this, not to mention Fang Yunxiang and other villagers of Jinglan Village.

Fangran and the others are alright, I have seen Zhong Xiong use this flame to defeat the three elders of Heilongzhai before.But Fang Yunxiang and others were different. It was the first time they saw such a weird martial skill, even Fang Yunxiang and Fang Qing, the two strongest masters in Jinglan Village, felt chills in their hearts.

I don't know how long it took, the flames on the group of warriors finally went out, lying on the ground one by one, without any movement.

A group of martial artists in the profound energy realm died just like that!
"It was really burned alive."

Fang Shan couldn't help swallowing, it was the first time he had seen such a thing.

"Next, only you are left."

Zhong Xiong looked at Xu Ming with his hands behind his back, and a dark red flame appeared on his hands again.

"Hmph, although I don't know what your strange flame is, but if you think it can scare me away, then you are too naive."

Xu Ming spoke coldly, but compared to before, he was a little more cautious. Now he raised his hand and danced the whip, neighing through the air, and the soft black whip hit Zhong Xiong like a poisonous snake hidden in the night.

"boom!"

Zhong Xiong dodged the blow with a dodge, but a pothole suddenly appeared where he was originally standing, and the surrounding area was cracked inch by inch.

Xu Ming didn't show any expression because he missed the hit. At this moment, he raised his soft whip again and hit Zhong Xiong.

"boom!"

Zhong Xiong held the ink stick in his hand, the lines of light burst into light, and there was a sound of thunder, which frightened some timid people to cover their ears.

When the sticks and whips intersected, Xu Ming planned to wrap the control whip around the ink stick, but he saw a wave of heat hit, and flames appeared on the stick and spread along the whip.

"Is it also a profound weapon?"

Xu Ming muttered to himself, he realized that he was too careless to notice that Zhong Xiong was also holding a profound weapon in his hand.

At this moment, the veins on his arm were exposed, and the whip he had whipped out was pulled back immediately, and the flame dissipated in mid-air, turning into sparks.

At this moment, Zhong Xiong activated the blood of the Great Desolate Canglong in his body, his arms were immediately covered with scales, and then he lifted up suddenly:

"Great wild palm!"