Fantasy Dimension Plunder

A cold light shook the world, and the sword energy pierced the heavens. Nangong Tiexin's swordsmanship was extremely terrifying. The continuous sword energy stirred up the world.

"Xiong of Heart - Fierce Sword"

Nangong Tiexinjian turned into an eagle, and it was extremely powerful. With the strongest force, it directly pushed the three elders of the East away. With one enemy and three, the murderous look in the eyes was even more frightening.

Dongfang Yinian, who was watching the battle next to him, was surprised to find that his nephew had already practiced the Nangong family's unique skills to a [-]% level. He was indeed the top ten heroes in the Jianghu, far better than his two sons.

But Dongfang Xiong is very satisfied with Nangong Tiexin's performance. In the past 18 years, in order to cultivate her child, she has let him practice martial arts for more than ten hours every day. Work harder than anyone.

Just when Nangong Tiexin was in an inextricable fight with Dongfang's three elders, a figure flew from the gate of the mourning hall.

"cousin?!"

The person who appeared in the mourning hall was Dongfang Xiong's cousin, the "magic fortune teller" Zhuo Bufan, but the reason why Dongfang Xiong was surprised was that Zhuo Bufan didn't walk in, but was beaten in.

Zhuo Bufan, with disheveled hair and a person like a cannonball, bumped into the battlefield between Nangong Tiexin and Dongfang's three elders. Fortunately, the four of them stopped when they heard Dongfangxiong's words and did not hurt him.

But at this moment, Zhuo Bufan was extremely embarrassed, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he looked seriously injured.

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Zhuo Bufan, born in a down-and-out aristocrat, is called a fortune teller by people in the Jianghu.

Dongfang Xiong and Zhuo Bufan were originally cousins, and they had a relationship when they were young, but Dongfang Xiong's father hated the poor and loved the rich, so he beat up the mandarin ducks and married Dongfang Xiong to Nangong Yi, the patriarch of the Nangong family who was already the leader of the martial arts alliance at that time. The two lost contact after that.

I didn't expect to see you again more than ten years later, Zhuo Bufan was thrown into the mourning hall in such a state of embarrassment.

"Cousin!" Dongfang Xiong ran to Zhuo Bufan with a concerned face, checking his injuries, but he didn't find his son's warm and angry face.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan's eyes were blurred and he was in a state of embarrassment. Dongfang Xiong didn't even notice that he was approaching. When Dongfang Xiong's right hand rested on his pulse gate, he came back to his senses.

"cousin?!"

Dongfang Xiong found that Zhuo Bufan's injuries were not serious, most of his body was scratched, but his head was hit, and he lost his mind for a while.

"Mother, please respect yourself!" Nangong Tiexin said displeasedly when he found that Dongfang Xiong and Zhuo Bufan were so close.

Dongfang Xiong was startled, only then realized that he was too close to Zhuo Bufan, so he quickly distanced himself from Zhuo Bufan.

Although they are cousins, in front of outsiders, they must abide by the defense of men and women, especially her current status as the head of the Nangong family, which cannot be ignored.

"Cousin, who hurt you!" Dongfang Xiong asked after pulling away.

Zhuo Bufan seemed to be a little flustered, he looked towards the gate, and focused all eyes on the gate.

When everyone's eyes were focused on the gate, a 50-year-old monk from a foreign country, wearing a monk's robe but with disheveled hair, came into everyone's eyes.

"Amitabha, I am the one who hurt the benefactor Zhuo!" Although the monk is not from the Central Plains, he can speak with a correct accent, no different from ordinary Central Plains people.

"who!?"

The appearance of the monk surprised everyone. Most of the people in the mourning hall are masters with outstanding martial arts, especially Nangong Tiexin.

But until the moment the monk appeared, no one noticed his approach. Even if the monk is standing among the crowd now, everyone is like a dream.

In their sense of martial arts, they only felt that the position of the monk was empty, and there was no one at all.

"The poor monk Du'er came from Tianzhu. It turns out that the middle land only promotes martial arts. I heard that the Eastern family has a magic weapon 'Soul Eater'. I yearn for it. I hope the owner of the Eastern family will give it to me!"

"Huh?" The monk's words made everyone confused, so they all looked at Dongfang Yinian, only to find that Dongfang Yinian was talking to the monk with a gloomy face.

"Where did the demon monk come from, who confuses the crowd with demonic words, where did the heavenly soldiers from my Eastern family come from!"

"Soul Devourer" is a world-renowned Celestial Weapon, priceless, no matter whether the Dongfang family has it or not, Dongfang will never admit it, after all, it is a crime to conceive a jade.

The monk didn't believe Dongfang Yinian's words, but said with certainty: "The poor monk has already inquired clearly, and even asked the world's number one fortune teller to make sure, there will be no mistakes!"

Now everyone's focus returned to Zhuo Bufan on the ground.

Zhuo Bufan gave a wry smile, and lamented: "This demon monk arrested my two apprentices to threaten me, and insulted me in every possible way, so I succumbed, Patriarch Dongfang, Bufan is really sorry for you!"

The "magic fortune teller" is proficient in divination, he has tested hundreds of spirits, and is well-known in the world. Dongfang Yinian understands that "Soul Eater" can't be hidden, so he can only tell the truth:

"Soul Eater is the treasure of my Dongfang family, how can outsiders get involved!" He secretly glanced at the three elders of Dongfang, and signaled that the three elders of Dongfang should deal with the monk.

"Heavenly weapons are rare treasures in the world, and those who are virtuous embrace them!" Although Du'er is a monk, he is greedy, and he does not hide his intentions. Everyone knows his purpose. On the other hand, Du'er is also considered a Gentleman, openly steal but not secretly steal.

Dongfang Xiong said sourly from the side: "My brother is really loved by my father, the power of the Celestial Soldier is immeasurable, my brother is really lucky!"

As the eldest daughter of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Xiong knows nothing about "Soul Eater".

Dongfang Yinian said gloomyly: "Daughter who is married, water that is thrown out!"

Now that his last hole card has been exposed, Dongfang has completely torn his face with a single thought, and no longer cares about the Nangong family behind Dongfang Xiong.

"What a Patriarch of the East!" Nangong Tiexin said disdainfully: "He doesn't even care about the relationship between siblings!"

Dongfang Yinian looked at his rebellious nephew and said: "Back then, Tianjing of your Nangong family, could it be that all the Nangong family's children could get their hands on it!"

"You!" Nangong was determined and angry. Heavenly Divine Weapons were precious, so naturally no one else could get their hands on them. Only the Patriarch can use them.

The Dongfang family and the Nangong family were dog-eat-dog, sweating profusely.

"Now that the enemy was back then, please let the Dongfangnangong family put aside their past prejudices and join forces to fight against the enemy!"

"The Dongfang family doesn't need help from outsiders!" How could Mr. Lieyang Chou let the Nangong family intervene in his own affairs? What's more, who can guarantee that the Nangong family will not get involved in "Soul Eater".

"Bold demon monk, disregarding the morals of the world, dare to think about the treasure of my oriental family!" The boss of the evil star club yelled, and went up with the stick, vowing to take Duer down and teach this bold and arrogant demon monk a lesson.

Du'er stood at the same spot and didn't care about the evil star Gun Lao, but said to Dongfang Yinian in a deep voice: "People in the martial arts world, big fists make sense, why are there so many nonsense!"

Hearing Du'er's words, the evil star's heart sank, but he had already made a move and could no longer hold back, so he could only choose to mention the power of twelve successes and use the unique move "Burning Iron and Stone".

Just when the evil star stick was about to hit Duer's head with his long stick, a white hand grabbed the stick.

"Ok!"

Jixing didn't expect that he was the strongest stick, and was caught by Duer so easily, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move half a cent.

"Your Excellency's stick and ax chiseling marks are too heavy!" Duer's hand is like an iron tongs. If it weighs a thousand catties, the evil star has poured all the power of decades of penance into his arms, making his arms swell a circle. , the blue veins were exposed, and the long stick of the third-level magic weapon had been bent under two kinds of huge forces, making a piercing struggling sound.

"boom!"

The long stick could no longer bear the load and broke from it. The evil star stick stopped, and Duer's other palm was reflected on his dantian.

"Huh!" Du'er's palm force was soft, and he hit the evil star silently, but the evil star's face was extremely pale, and cold sweat covered his face in an instant.

"puff!"