When Wang Yuanshan saw her promise, he was so calm and calm. The light hearted man couldn't help jumping wildly in his heart. If there were exciting thunder, but he was a strange man with exciting chest and face like Pinghu. Although his heart was surging, he couldn't see it on his face. He turned around, smiled kindly at Ding Nan and said, "why don't you avoid it next to you?"

With his strength, status and seniority, he can shout at Ding Nan. There is no need to be polite. Ding Nan was flattered and said in fear: "Master Wang Yuanshan... Are you... Are you sure?"

Wang Yuanshan smiled and said, "when a man is alive, he should do something and not do something. How can he not do something because he is not sure?"

Ding Nan was suddenly in awe, bowed his head and went quickly.

When she landed on the top of the mountain where the Chinese spiritual world was located, everyone looked at her very strangely for a moment. Unconsciously, she was far away from her and isolated her.

Ding Nan knew that these people treated themselves like this, first, because Zhou Fachang died to save himself, and second, because he had such a sinister magic weapon as Youming Wuzhang soul seducing jade in his hand.

Who is not afraid of such a magic weapon in their own hands?

These practitioners were afraid that Ding Nan would know his name. If he shouted, he would be dead. If it weren't for the fact that xuanhu was the enemy now, I'm afraid the practitioners of these cultivation sects would attack in groups. First kill Ding Nan and destroy this vicious magic weapon!

The practitioners of the yin-yang sect in Wuhua mountain also consciously stood beside Ding Nan, carefully looked at Ding Nan's face and didn't shout any more.

Although Ding Nan saw strange eyes around, her face looked like she didn't care. It was always light, but her fingers were clenched into fists, and her nails were deeply pinched into the meat.

On the other side of the mountain, Japanese practitioners saw Wang Yuanshan and Tianji xuanhu confrontation in mid air, and each one was too nervous to breathe.

At the beginning, they also saw that the two people looked at each other and didn't move. They were secretly guessing. When they whispered, suddenly, the seven fox tails behind the mysterious fox suddenly burst up, like seven steel whips at Wang Yuanshan.

Wang Yuanshan passed all his magic weapons to aowushuang and Ziyuan. He was alone and only fought with his meat hands. He pushed his hands forward, as if playing Tai Chi. In front of him was a visible yin-yang eight trigrams wall, which could remove the strong power of the seven fox tails of the mysterious fox every time.

When they looked at the mountain from a distance, they saw bursts of rumbling noise between Wang Yuanshan and Tianji xuanhu. The Golden Fox Tail and the silver yin-yang eight trigrams collided from time to time, shaking the air with layers of ripples and halos from time to time.

For a time, the mountain was full of colors and waves, which was very beautiful.

When the Chinese and Japanese practitioners on both sides of the mountain saw that Wang Yuanshan could fight against the mysterious fox without losing the wind, they were not only shocked, but also shocked: is there such an expert in the Chinese spiritual world? It's terrible!