I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

Why does Fang Yang feel that this battle of generals is very similar to the battle of nobles in the Spring and Autumn Period of his previous life?

Because in war, everyone will use all kinds of conspiracies and tricks.

Winning is done in any way, regardless of whether it is mean or not, everything is result-oriented!

However, since the eight golden families have the same roots and can be traced back to the same ancestor - the Holy Lord of Thunder.

Therefore, in the Xuan Realm, the special competition method of "fighting generals" was born.

The lower the level of the cultivator, the more so.

On the grassland, the two armies faced each other.

The wind blew loudly, and the flags fluttered. The drums of war roared, and the horses neighed.

In front of tens of thousands of soldiers, Fang Yang was about to start a duel with Liu Manlou.

Liu Manlou was tall, sturdy and powerful, wearing heavy black armor, riding a dark blue horse, and holding a green heavy pole.

And behind Liu Manlou, there was a hundreds of feet of magnificent willow shadow reflected, which made him look extraordinary.

Opposite to him.

It was Fang Yang on the other side.

Fang Yang was seen riding a frost horse, with a glowing red spear in his hand, and the cold light flashing on the spear tip.

He was wearing a white robe and armor, surrounded by purple lightning, and followed by a vast white flame.

Standing quietly in front, he had clear eyes and a crystal body. The phantom of a fire eagle hundreds of feet long enveloped him, releasing a violent brilliance.

At this moment, he had an indescribable aura.

It made him look extraordinary, like an ancient armor, heroic and majestic!

"Who do you think will be the final winner?"

"The two are at the same level, but Fang Yang is a carp eagle spirit, while Liu Manlou is a virtual willow spirit. But from the perspective of spirit, it seems that Fang Yang is better."

"It seems that this is destined to be a fierce battle."

"Haha, both of them are riding a powerful horse. No matter how fierce the fight is, it won't be very tragic..."

The spectators had different opinions.

Some even disdained the so-called fighting generals.

They thought that the fighting generals was just a child's play similar to playing house, and the purpose was just to cultivate the young geniuses of each race.

Because the fighting generals could not achieve the level of "not only distinguishing the superior and the inferior, but also deciding life and death".

So the fighting generals naturally lost the bloodthirsty stimulation.

But in fact, the fighting generals were not as simple as they thought.

Especially before, under Mu Rishengkai, apart from those beautiful girls, I don't know how many young geniuses had fallen.

"No, it's different. This time, the two mighty horses may not be able to control the situation." Lin Xinyi's eyes were deep.

"Ayang, don't be careless, go all out, don't show any flaws." Uncle Fang looked up, his eyes sharp.

"A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. Since Fang Yang is at the same level as Manlou, it is very likely that he has also touched the third-level realm. Manlou, you must be cautious and don't lose your life." Uncle Liu, Liu Manlou's protector, also looked silently.

The wind roared and yellow sand floated all over the sky.

Fang Yang and Liu Manlou stood on each side, facing each other.

The place where the former was was like a red sky.

The place where the latter was was like a blue sky.

The red and green brilliance collided crazily, and the strands of aura spread, causing the grass to crack and appear one by one.

At this moment, a skylark accidentally broke into the sky above the collision of red and green brilliance.

Immediately, the skylark let out a "wow" sound, then his eyes rolled back and he fell quickly.

"Bang!"

Just as the skylark fell to the grass, Fang Yang and Liu Manlou moved at the same time.

If they didn't move, they would move like thunder.

The two war horses galloped, causing the earth to shake and the flowers and plants to wither.

Closer.

Closer.

Fang Yang suddenly swung the red war spear, and the spear light shone, turning into a cloud of thunder and fire that covered it.

And the shadow of the willow tree behind Liu Manlou flickered, adding a brilliant green light to the reshaping he hit with his backhand, and pulled it forward.

Boom boom boom——

The spear collided violently, Fang Yang remained motionless, while Liu Manlou's big hand was shaking and it was difficult to lose strength.

Such a situation is very exaggerated.

Because Fang Yang overpowered Liu Manlou by relying solely on the strength of his body.

Seeing this, Liu Manlou roared immediately, and his black hair flew wildly.

He raised his arms, adding a huge force, trying to suppress Fang Yang.

But Fang Yang only flashed purple lightning in his palm, and easily resisted Liu Manlou's explosion.

Immediately, Fang Yang swung his spear again, pressing down like splitting Huashan Mountain, forcing Liu Manlou to retreat step by step, bleeding from his mouth, and his face as pale as gold paper.

"What?!" Everyone exclaimed.

Almost everyone couldn't believe that Fang Yang could easily suppress Liu Manlou in a casual manner and firmly control the situation in his own hands.

It was only three or two rounds, and the gap was already revealed.

"Even though Liu Manlou is far inferior to Sheng Kai, he is also a well-known genius. He is in the same realm as Fang Yang. How could he become unable to withstand even one of Fang Yang's strength?"

"Young Saint! Fang Yang has truly stepped into the realm of Young Saint!"

"That is to say, he can be the son of the Taoist lineage of a sect."

"Hiss~ Today, Sen Wei is gone, Sheng Kai has fallen, who among his peers can control Fang Yang?"

On the spot, a general changed color and looked at Fang Yang in extreme shock.

He has not yet fully launched his killing move, but he has already reached the combat power of the young saint realm. This is indeed terrifying.

Even Uncle Liu was watching the scene very nervously.

In fact, Liu Manlou's talent and ability are already the best among his peers.

But he happened to meet Fang Yang, a pervert who was better than him in almost every aspect.

"Kill!"

Liu Manlou shouted, and his black hair instantly turned into green hair.

His pupils were as sharp as lightning, and the black heavy armor on his body glowed. The shadow of the willow tree was even more surging, and every branch was pulled down.

He rode his horse into the air, and the reshape in his hand became deeper and deeper, aiming at Fang Yang's head and pressing down, bursting out with a roar.

This is his strongest killing move.

In less than ten rounds, he was forced to fight to the death by Fang Yang, and he looked a little embarrassed.

But now, his combat power has also entered the realm of a young saint.

Even if a third-level medium-level beast is here, he will be blasted into a bloody mist!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was another deafening roar, the grass turned into powder, smoke and dust rolled, and a huge deep pit appeared.

However, Fang Yang still pressed forward, and smashed a spear on the reshape, with great force, constantly shaking Liu Manlou's arm and face.

The roar continued, and the red spear was like a wave, spreading out vast red ripples, shocking everyone.

At this moment, the two flying horses flew into the air, and Fang Yang and Liu Manlou kept fighting.

But every time they fought, Liu Manlou's big hand would be shaken to overflow with blood foam, and even the black heavy armor was seeped with blood.

Fang Yang still had the upper hand!

Such a result was too shocking, unbelievable, and made the onlookers' hearts shake.

Uncle Seven Fang was very pleased: "You spent your efforts on the White Feather Eagle and the Electric Python, and it was not in vain."

Lin Keyi's mind was trembling violently: "Fang Yang is in this state, I'm afraid he has touched the barrier of the young great sage? What a terrifying talent."

"It's not good, Fang Yang is really a genius, and Sheng Kai can't defeat him. But unfortunately, Sheng Kai died. In the future, Fang Yang can continue to suppress the Leran Grassland..." Uncle Third Liu's face did not change.

Suddenly, Uncle Third Liu's body suddenly tensed up, his energy leaked, and he was about to make a move.