Chapter 2623

The person who came, looks young, and looks like a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.

But its momentum is already very good.

If Mingyi can be divided into early, middle, and late stages, then this person has at least reached the peak of Mingyi's mid-term.

The most important thing is that he is young and he is a genius.

"It's Fang Tianhe!"

"It is known as the most talented person in my cultivation of the Immortal Island's artistic conception!"

"He is only thirty-six years old now, and he has already reached the realm of enlightenment. Rumors about this person's talent should be admired by the owner of the Yilou!"

"Can the master stop him?"

...

At this moment, in the presence, everyone opened their mouths.

Fang Tianhe took one step, and the wild sand phantom danced all over his body, and a yellow sand giant python traveled under his feet, bringing it directly in front of the wine light curtain.

"The artistic conception of sand, Fang Tianhe!"

Bai Shuimiao was still sitting cross-legged above the tavern, and frowned slightly when she saw this scene.

Fang Tianhe's reputation is so great that on Fallen Immortal Island, he is not even worse than Chu Yan. Today, Yilou asked him to come, which shows his fighting spirit.

"Fate seekers, you can only try once!"

After the green curtain, Chu Yan said nothing without blinking his eyelids.

"Once, that's enough! Broken!"

With Fang Tianhe's words, the whole body was filled with mad sand, which converged on his right fist and turned into a huge fist of mad sand.

This punch, with incomparably domineering arrogance, slammed directly towards the light curtain transformed by the spirit of the wine.

What a fate! All excuses!

This time, Fang Tianhe wanted to break all of Chu Yan's honors in the most domineering way.

This punch has just been bombarded, and before it touches the light curtain of wine and water, a circular wine jar formed by thirty-six artistic conceptions emerges.

Integrating thirty-six moods, each of which is different, but in the past three years, Chu Yan defeated every Yilou cultivator and extracted it from their bodies!

Among them, there is the artistic conception of fire, the artistic conception of thunder, the artistic conception of flood dragon, and the artistic conception of flying birds...

Thirty-six artistic conceptions turned into wine jars under the operation of the artistic conception of Chu Yan wine and appeared in front of Fang Tianhe.

"This is……"

Although Fang Tianhe had already heard that Chu Yan took a ray of artistic conception from someone, he did not expect such a change.

"boom!"

Fang Tianhe punched the sand and bombarded the wine jar of artistic conception.

Above the wine jar, a full sixteen artistic conceptions collapsed.

But the remaining twenty artistic conceptions still supported the wine jar.

This punch was blocked!

Fangtian River shook.

Just now, he didn't have much to keep his hand, except for the supernatural power, his most peak punch, he did not expect to only break through the sixteen artistic conceptions.

"Fellow Daoist Guiling, you really have some means, come again! Tornado of Sand, transform!"

Fang Tianhe shouted loudly, and immediately, that piece of wild sand roared and turned into a tornado hurricane. Under the tornado hurricane, everyone around was about to be blown away.

Seeing the situation, Bai Shuimiao waved his hand, and the artistic conception of water spread, turning into pieces of water curtains, protecting everyone.

"Break it for me!"

Fang Tianhe once again raised his arms and punched out.

Immediately, the tornado hurricane transformed by the mad sand directly charged towards the wine light curtain.

Under the artistic conception of Yanzhi, the sixteen artistic conceptions that were lost just now were derived again, and the wine jar transformed by the thirty-six artistic conceptions reappeared.

"boom!"

That mad salon scroll was really domineering, and this time, it directly defeated the wine jar transformed by the thirty-six artistic conceptions.

But the momentum is also consumed 70%!

The next moment, Fang Tianhe saw an unforgettable scene in this life.

Densely packed, the imprints of countless years emerged at this moment, turning into more than 3,000 defenses.

"Boom bang bang..."

However, after one hundred and three years of branding collapsed, this crazy salon volume completely collapsed.

"What kind of magical power is this, more than 3,000 ways, how to break it, how to break it!"

Fang Tianhe, this time, looking at the more than 3,000 years of branding in front of him, he only felt his scalp tingling.

He can't break it!

"I surrender!"

People have self-knowledge, Fang Tianhe knows that he underestimates the enemy, and if he continues, he will only bring his own humiliation!

Not much to say, he himself knew the rules of Chu Yan, handed over a mood of ten years of hard work, and left.

The artistic conception wine jar appeared again under the artistic conception of Yanzhi, but the artistic conception changed from thirty-six to thirty-seven.

Fang Tianhe was defeated!

The so-called number one person with aptitude is still nothing to Master Guiling.

However, Chu Yan did not have a trace of joy in his heart. There are only seven years left in the first life of Ping An City, only seven years...

Time goes by.

In the blink of an eye, another six years have passed.

This is the 99th year since Chu Yan came to Ping An City.

Now, in these years, there is not one Yilou cultivator who comes every month, sometimes only one person comes every two months.

On the Italian list, Chu Yan's ranking has reached the ninth place.

It can be said that in the clear intention, Chu Yan has almost no opponents.

The reputation of Seeking Fate Tavern has been unparalleled for a while!

Now, the ten-year appointment that Chu Yan gave him is coming soon, and everyone has been looking forward to the extreme for the person who is destined.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to be in the Immortal Realm, and the situation is so dangerous now!"

Over the years, Chu Yan has been telling Bai Shuimiao his stories every day. This is not only about telling stories, but also about comprehension, in the memory of his own life.

"Dangerous, I was once forced to burst the Five Elements Golden Elixir, my body and soul collapsed, only a drop of soul blood remained, I once watched my wife and daughter kidnapped, their hearts were torn apart, and the immortals became demons... Danger has long been a part of me. It's a regular meal!"

Chu Yan has a sigh in his eyes. In the past nine years, while talking to Bai Shuimiao, he recalled his life of cultivation, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Practice is ruthless!

If the only thing that makes Chu Yan happy during these hundreds of years of practice is the people who are important to him, family members, brothers, masters... Because of them, Chu Yan has been able to cultivate to the point where he is today. .

Also at this moment, a loud drink came from the sky:

"The old man's mind is the eighth in the list, and the first person under the refining mind, Hu Feng came to seek fate years ago!"

Between the words, only the horizon was seen, a gust of wind whistled, and between the whistling, an old man walked out of the wild phoenix.

This old man was wearing a white Taoist robe, holding a stick of floating dust, and his whole person had a dusty temperament.

"It's Hu Fengnian, he actually came!"

"This is the strongest person among the Mingyi cultivators in my Fallen Immortal Island!"

"It is rumored that half of his foot has stepped into the refining intent!"

...

For a time, everyone exclaimed.

Integrating Hu Fengnian is even bigger than Fang Tianhe six years ago. After all, Fang Tianhe entered Mingyi for a short period of time, but Hu Fengnian has been in the realm of Mingyi for many years, and now half of his feet have stepped into the refinement. Mingyi's first person is not a vain name.

And this man is very sophisticated.

Bai Shuimiao saw this person, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

Because of this person, even if Bai Shuimiao made a full effort, he knew that he was not sure of winning.

"Please!"

In the green curtain, Chu Yan's voice was still indifferent.

Although Hu Fengnian has stood at the pinnacle of Mingyi, he has practiced for hundreds of years, and his xinxing is not comparable to that of ordinary practitioners, and he is not arrogant.

Since it was looking for fate, he asked himself that maybe he was the destined person. If he really was destined, he could end this mission without a fight, which would be good!

Thinking of this, he did not use any supernatural powers, and walked directly towards the wine light curtain.

However, the wine and water light curtain blocked it.

"Your Excellency is not a destined person, please come back!"

There was regret in Chu Yan's voice, this old man was obviously not his fate.

"This time, at the landlord's will, Hu must go all out. Even if he doesn't have a fate, he has to make a fate!"

As Hu Fengnian spoke, his whole body instantly rose up in a frenzy, and he roared and roared wildly.

"This old man has magical powers in his life. There is only this one, the Wind Spirit Seal, but this seal has the power of seven overlapping layers. You should be optimistic!"

Between the words, Hu Fengnian roared with the artistic conception of the wind around his body, and his hands clenched and slammed out a palm in front of him.

This time, the boundless gust of wind gathered and condensed into an extremely concentrated palm print!

Above this seal, the artistic conception of countless winds changes.

Rush directly towards the wine light curtain.

At this moment, above the light curtain of wine, the wine jar has emerged again, and there are eighty-nine artistic conceptions on it, changing and circulating.

"First-layer Wind Spirit Seal, break!"

Hu Fengnian flexed his fingers.

The Wind Spirit Seal was directly colliding with the phantom of the wine jar.

A huge roar came out, and above the phantom of the wine jar, the artistic conception collapsed in sixty-four ways, but it was still blocked.

Seeing that Feng Lingyin can no longer resist.

Hu Fengnian's eyes flickered, and with a wave of dust in his hand, he shouted, "Double Wind Spirit Seal, break!"

With a wave of this floating dust, the artistic conception of the wind all over the body immediately reappeared.

The artistic conception of the boundless wind condensed again, turned into a palm print of artistic conception, and rushed directly into the wind spirit seal at a high speed.

"Buzz!"

Immediately, Feng Lingyin was shocked, and the momentum soared more than doubled in an instant.

Double Wind Spirit Seal!

"Bang!"

The artistic conception wine jar finally collapsed.

In this way, the double wind spirit seal directly slammed into the wine light curtain.

Ninety-nine years, every day's artistic conception, more than 3,600 years of imprints, at this moment, all emerge!

"Boom bang bang..."

It took a lot of energy to break open the wine jar just now, and now it has collapsed and the brand of eighty-one years has almost dissipated!

"Triple Wind Spirit Seal!"

ps: The first update is here!