But instead of cooperating, Yu Hanyan turned her body away completely, forcibly exposing him and teasing: "That's your son, why are you afraid of him? How dare you look at you like this, if I were you, I would never tolerate this tone."
, I have to go up and give them a slap in the face!"
Dongfang Chongming huddled up and tried not to let his son see him, saying: "How can you give birth to such an awesome son? If I give you ten thousand years to sow seeds, your family will not be so lucky."
Yu Hanyan said proudly: "But at least I'm not afraid of my son."
Dongfang Zhongming said: "I am willing to be afraid of my son. What's wrong with my son? Is he eating your spiritual rice?"
"Then don't hide if you have the guts?"
"I've given birth to sixty or seventy children, do you think I'm pregnant or not?"
Dongfang Chongming said angrily.
"..."
Yu Hanyan was so shocked that she was speechless.
This makes so much sense, I won’t talk to you anymore.
In front of Bai Jing sat the Ningxue Sword.
Bai Jing had no interest in this guy at all. He knew very well that the mouth of the guy in front of him was a cesspit.
Whoever talks to him is in trouble.
Therefore, from the battle with Marquis Wu to now, Ningxue Jian has brought up the topic countless times, but Bai Jing is like a deaf person who never answers.
Hey, I won't pay any attention to you. No matter how dry your mouth is, I will pretend that I didn't hear you.
Now that the descendants of the Bai family have gone to war, Ningxue Jian talks even more.
"Hey, Lao Bai, how many generations is this your great-grandson?"
"It's a fucking miracle that your family hasn't been wiped out so far."
"This looks nothing like you. Did he get mixed up?"
"Is this your family's bloodline? Have you done any identification?"
"It's still possible to perform blood test to identify a relative, and it's not difficult at all."
"Why don't you speak? Are you a little disappointed when you see this offspring that has been skewered? Are you so disappointed that you don't want to speak?"
"..."
Tell the truth.
If Yan Nan, Dongfang Sansan and others were not present at the conference venue, Bai Jing swore that Rui Qianshan would be torn to pieces and thrown into the pit!
What a stinking mouth!
It’s so special that it’s not a thing anymore.
He gritted his teeth and looked at the battlefield, trying to ignore it.
Just say whatever you like.
But regardless of whether Bai Jing said anything or not, Ningxue Jian continued talking enthusiastically.
The filthy words coming out of his mouth were simply unpalatable.
The battle on the field was very peaceful. Bai Xu and Dongfang Zhe fought steadily, and neither of them was aggressive.
And they are very calm.
Never attack unless you find an opportunity.
So they started fighting for a while.
Yan Nan took a look and said: "Two stable men are working together. As long as these two guys don't use dirty tricks, they will probably be even."
Dongfang Sansan smiled: "It should be flat."
really.
Bai Xu and Dongfang Zhe each used several unique moves in the ensuing battle, but neither of them took advantage. Then they fought head-on until the end of the battle.
draw.
Each side has one win, one loss and one draw; the fourth game is still the starting point.
The result of the draw is...
"In the fourth battle, the fire of the Only-I-Orthodox Sect is beginning to burn, against the guardian Fang Che."
boom!
Everyone's spirits were visibly lifted up at once.
These old enemies actually met here.
Everyone's eyes were shining.
Mainly because the previous battle between Bai Xu and Dongfang Zhe made everyone drowsy. If Bai Jing and Dongfang Sansan were not given face, many people would have snored on the spot.
Now, the climax has finally come.
But Feng Xiangdong frowned.
Xue Wanren and Yu Zhongkuang also frowned at the same time.
Because Fang Che was ranked first, but was taken away by the opponent's fifth, which was very unfavorable for the subsequent battle.
But the lottery is like this, and there is nothing we can do about it.
Huo Churan couldn't wait to fly out: "Fang Che! Fang, get out of here!"
Fang Che walked slowly, with his hands behind his back, and walked out of the group in a smart way. He smiled lightly and said: "Young man, don't be so angry. Didn't I just beat you up a few times and kill your uncle, your uncle, your grandfather, your father and your mother?"
No matter how big a deal it is, before a big battle, you should stay calm and don’t stir up the unknown fire, as this will give your opponent a chance."
Everyone's scalp was numb when they heard it.
You said it in such an understatement. It's not easy for you to say such things sanctimoniously after you killed everyone in your family.
Huo Churan gritted his teeth with hatred, but he really took a deep breath and cursed: "You bastard, I don't need your advice."
Fang Che shook his head and sighed: "Your family members are all dead. If I don't educate you, who will educate you? You don't need to thank me, that's what I should do."
When the fire first started, it immediately broke through the defense.
He roared and rushed forward.
in the crowd.
Mo Ganyun and the four of them covered their mouths and gathered together, their eight shoulders shaking with laughter.
Ding Juran, who was further behind, was also trembling with his head buried in laughter.
They feel that after not seeing each other for such a long time, Boss Fang's vicious tongue has not deteriorated, but has become even more proficient.
"When the fire first started, I was probably so angry that my liver was about to burst."
Sing in the Rain said sympathetically.
"This guy is an idiot. He hits him all the time. He insists on swearing a few words before hitting him. But he can't scold Boss Fang. He is just looking for abuse. Who can blame him?"
"That's true. I have to say that this fire is really... a bit lacking. To be honest, from the day I first entered school, I wanted to punch him when I saw his face. It's not that I saw that he was a demon.
Come on, it’s his face that deserves a beating!”
Mo Ganyun's words resonated with Yu Zhongge and the other three people, who nodded together: "That's right, this guy really owes you!"
…
Grandstand.
Dongfang Sansan asked calmly: "Is this Huo Chulan the disciple of the Flame Demon?"
Yan Nan snorted and said, "Is this Fang Che your secret weapon?"
"This disciple of the Balrog will definitely be defeated."
Dongfang Sansan affirmed.
Yan Nan glanced at the situation on the field, sighed and said nothing.
On the field, Huo Churan was occupying 80% of the offensive force. Fang Che held a long knife and dodged around.
At the very beginning, the two of them exchanged palms.
Fang Che had already felt that something was wrong with the initial ignition of the fire, and there was definitely an agenda.
But he deliberately pretended not to know and slapped him in the face with a "I underestimate the enemy" attitude.
After giving it a slap, I suddenly understood: This guy's whole body was filled with high temperatures, as if he were a body made of condensed magma.
Let yourself feel a burning heat in the palm of your hand, and this burning heat is still drilling into your body.
Knowing that there was something strange in his heart, he understood even more what was going on at the beginning of the fire, and secretly raised the immeasurable sutra to dispel the scorching heat silently.
But the left hand that had faced Huo Churan was never used again.
This made Huo Churan's eyes light up, and his proud eyes flashed: "Fang Che! Take your life!"
When the fire first ignited a serrated flaming knife, the knife was blown by the wind and the heat wave was overwhelming.
As the battle progressed, his spiritual energy continued to mobilize, slowly getting hotter and hotter.
The air in the entire battle arena was gradually becoming more and more turbulent.
The hair, face and skin color are also changing towards dark red.
He yelled wildly, his momentum was like a rainbow, his murderous intent was like a tide, but he still couldn't hurt Fang Che in the slightest.
But a high-temperature force field has also been formed.
When the fire first started, the whole body was already like a burning man, flying across and burning.
This is Balrog's unique method. A high-temperature force field is formed. Everyone else will be affected by it, but their unique skills are like a duck in water.
In this way, it seems that the initial fire has gained the upper hand.
Yan Nan said with a sullen face: "You Fang Che is quite shady."
Dongfang Sansan sighed and said, "It's a bit thoughtful, but not much."
"This guy deliberately asked the opponent to set up a flame force field. He obviously wanted to kill people." Yan Nan snorted.
Dongfang Sansan said: "Even if he kills someone, it is still a failure of the referee. What's more, the certainty that he will succeed in killing someone is not very high, not even half a percent out of 100 percent."
Yan Nan nodded: "He still knows nothing about high-level power."
Dongfang Sansan smiled lightly: "It's just a little clever, you can see through it at a glance."
After a few simple comments, which was very common, the two of them stopped talking. They each looked at the scene with great interest.
Yan Nan thought: Just a little understatement is enough, but this guy still looks a bit dissatisfied with the other party.
Dongfang Sansan: An understatement made him more anxious, thinking that it was enough that I hadn’t taken a liking to Fang Che.
…
In the field.
The initial flames of the fire were as powerful as a rainbow, and the serrated flame knife had completely turned into a ball of red flames. Fang Che blocked it one after another.
The two knives kept clashing, dang dang dang...
It was powerful and heavy, and the sound kept coming out.
The murderous intent that permeated the whole scene was ten times more intense than the previous three games combined.
Everyone stared with wide eyes.
Huo Churan laughed wildly: "Fang Che, aren't you awesome? Aren't you very powerful? Didn't you hit me? You are..."
The words have not yet fallen.
Fang Che, who was about to be forced into a corner, suddenly shouted and started to fight back with the sword in his hand as if he was trying his best!
Holding the sword in one hand, it is as powerful as thunder.
This blow was incredibly powerful.
There was a sound as the two sabers intersected, and Huo Chulian felt a huge shock all over his body, and he took a step back.
He was shouting but was interrupted.
Then Fang Che seemed to be stimulated, turned over and struck again.
Just attack like crazy in the high temperature force field.
The eight consecutive blows were all powerful and heavy, directly pressing the person with force. The fire started to burn and he retreated eight steps in a row. His face was red from holding it in.
But he quickly figured out a countermeasure. While the blades met, he struck out with his left palm, sending out flames that split the air.
With each palm strike, a burning fire dragon appeared in the air.
Fang Che's left hand was forced to parry.
However, after three consecutive palms, smoke started to appear from his sleeves.
You can only retreat.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
When the fire started to burn, he gave a long laugh, and when he got the upper hand, he was not willing to spare anyone, and he rushed to catch up.
Another palm.
"Well done!"
This time Fang Che stopped retreating and suddenly stepped forward to meet him.
His left hand directly caught Huo Churan's left hand, and suddenly a puff of smoke came out, but he firmly held Huo Churan's hand, and the two swords intersected in the air.
There was a sound and sparks flew everywhere.
To outsiders, Fang Che should have been injured because there was smoke coming from his hands.
However, Huo Chulan, the person involved, was horrified because he discovered that Fang Che's strength was more than twice as strong as before. He controlled his left hand and was unable to break free.
Moreover, his own flame power did not cause any harm to the opponent at all; his body was controlled by a strong force and dragged towards Fang Che.
But in the eyes of outsiders, the initial fire is an attack.
"ah……"
Fang Che looked up to the sky and screamed, as if he was burned to death.
But his knees were lifted violently and invisible.
boom!
I used up all my strength and fiercely pressed the fire to my Dantian.
This is his final plan, to kill Huo Chuliang on the spot!
Because the progress was too fast when the fire started, and the opportunity was too good.
The last time Huo Chulian was rescued inexplicably, it made Fang Che suspect that he was a 'son of destiny'. This time, after so long, he actually improved so much, which made him feel a little extraordinary.
If faced with other people, Huo Churan's sinister skills can definitely cause immeasurable damage.
So Fang Che has a burning desire to kill!
The knee struck hard in his lower abdomen, and Fang Che sighed before he had time to be surprised.
Because he only exerted half of his strength, a hand directly clasped his thigh.
Referee Yundu takes action!
Then the two were separated.
The left hand that was first ignited by the fire has turned into pieces like flour.
Yundu stood in the field, his face turned black.
He was deceived by Fang Che.
Seeing this situation, Fang Che was at a disadvantage and was about to announce that Fang Che had lost, but the situation was suddenly reversed.
This kid created this situation because he actually wanted to kill people under his nose!
A fatal knee strike, although he stopped it immediately, but half of his strength had already blasted into Huo Churan's lower Yin Dantian.
As soon as they separated, the fire started to burn, and he staggered a step. When he raised his head, a ball of blood mixed with broken internal organs and meat had spurted out.
The body fell softly.
The left hand was like flour, but it broke when I dropped it on the ground.
Yun Du's face was like black coal, and his spiritual energy protected Huo Chu's heart, controlled Huo Chu's injuries, and then stuffed a spiritual pill into it.
Finally, half of the force was blocked.
The internal organs can still be saved as long as there are magic pills, but the lower yin and Dantian are already a complete mess.
If you want to recover, you need to use high-level elixirs from the Solipsism...
However, under his own referee, he still suffered such a fatal injury, and the four people's faces were all shameful.
The fire was burning and spurting blood, but he managed not to faint, and stared at Fang Che: "You... where are your hands?"
As long as Fang Che's hand is really injured, the initial fire will be worth it. This is his last hope.
"this?"
Fang Che stretched out his left hand, which was as white as jade, and then stretched out both hands. They were white and red, which was unusual.
He flipped through it and said, "Oh, it's charred! It hurts me to death, it hurts me to death, it hurts me to death, hahaha...are you waiting for this?"
Fang Che's expression was exaggerated.
"you……"
Huo Churan spat out a mouthful of blood and became so angry that he completely passed out and even lost the strength to curse.
The last thought was shattered!
He cursed the whole game and had the upper hand for almost the whole game. Fang Che only fought back once and left him half dead.
This reversal left everyone stunned.
"In the fourth game, guardian Fang Che wins!"
Fang Che smiled warmly, saluted, and said to the other side with concern: "I agree, Brother Huo, your injury is okay, right? Do you want me to call the doctor for you?"
When the fire first started, he was already unconscious and could no longer hear.
But the hypocrisy of these words made Wu Shuang, Bi Ren and others in the opponent's camp look at Fang Che with fire in their eyes, gritting their teeth, and hated him to the extreme.
How far do you have to go to bully someone before you stop?
Even though he was like this, he actually made fun of her.
Fang Che didn't hear the answer, so he looked over, spread his hands, and said with a wry smile: "Did you faint? It's so serious... I didn't even use any force, and he fainted."
He raised his head and said to Wu Shuang across from him: "Hey, are all of you who are the only ones I teach so incompetent?"
Opposite Wu Shuang and others immediately exploded.
"Fang! Just wait, there will be a battle between us sooner or later!"
Fang Che laughed loudly: "Scare me... Hahaha, you also scared me when the fire started, and now it's like this, hahahaha..."
The remaining seven people on the opposite side almost vomited blood and almost couldn't control themselves and rushed out.
This guy is so mean!
Even Bingjian, who had been eliminated and was sitting on the small bench in the elimination area, jumped up in confusion.
Fang Che laughed heartily and was in an extremely arrogant state. He turned around and walked away. He waved his hands as he walked: "I won! That guy's balls were broken by my beating, hahaha... his balls were broken! ...
…”
Of course Feng Xiangdong and the others here knew that they were angry at Weiwei for teaching others, and they immediately joined in the laughter.
"Boss Fang is mighty!"
"That guy was so arrogant when he came out. I thought he was so hard, but he hit me for a while and his balls broke! Hahaha..."
"I laughed so hard that my balls were broken. I feel so sorry for you..."
"..."
Here there was laughter, welcoming the hero's end, but over there there was smoke, and every face was pitch black.
In the stands.
Yan Nan said calmly: "Dongfang, this little guy is a bit annoying. You need to go back and educate and protect him properly."
Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "There is no need for protection. Experience in the world is the last word. Talents will always stand out. There is no need to pay too much attention."
…
"In the fifth battle, I am the only one who teaches Wushuang and is ruthless to the guardian Chu."
Luck has turned, and now it is the turn of the solipsistic people to be dissatisfied.
The captain ranked first here was drawn by the opponent's ninth ranked captain.
Not surprisingly, Chu Wuwu lost this battle.
But Wu Shuang's plan to show weakness and create opportunities to kill or cripple Chu Wuqing also failed.
After experiencing Fang Che's insidious trap, the four referees clearly lifted their spirits.
Immediately following the sixth battle, Bi Yan, the orthodox sect, faced off against the guardian Xue Wanren.
This battle is interesting.
There is a word in the two people's names that has the same pronunciation.
Bi Ren came up and asked: "Xue Wanren, what is your relationship with that Xue Wanshi who was so scared that he pooped on the ring?"
Xue Wanren's face turned dark on the spot, and he said angrily: "It's none of your business?"
Bi Ren said: "How can this be none of my business? What if you pull me on the spot while I'm fighting? I'm not allowed to prepare in advance to avoid being pulled on my shoes by you? Or you just spray or splash
What should I do if it happens to me?"
Bi Ren looked down at his clothes cherishingly and said, "My clothes are so expensive."
Xue Wanren was furious: "Bi Ren, you are so intimidating, come up quickly and die!"
What Bi Ren hated the most was being scolded with the word 'forcing', but he couldn't avoid it and said angrily: "I'll kill you!"
The two of them were banging against each other.
In the stands.
Sitting with Bi Changhong was Xue Fuxiao.
At this moment, he said with a dark face: "Deputy Master Bi, a descendant of yours, you don't have a good mouth."
Old God Bi Changhong said: "Why, your family is allowed to do it, but our family is not allowed to talk?"
Xue Fuxiao was furious and said: "The younger one is a pervert, but I didn't expect that the old one is also a pervert."
Bi Changhong said calmly: "It sounds better than the ancestor of the shit king."
Xue Fuxiao's face turned pale: "Do you want to fight?"
"I'm not afraid of you in a fight." Bi Changhong said disdainfully: "Who are you showing me like this?"
Then he made an expression of sudden realization and said: "I almost forgot, no wonder you are so glorious. After all, the King of Shit is unprecedented. I am afraid that except for your family, no one will be able to appear in the next tens of thousands of years. Congratulations, this is unprecedented.
What an honor.”
Xue Fuxiao was so angry that her hair stood on end.
With a dark face, he turned his head to look at the battlefield and stopped talking.
Because whatever you say, the other party will respond with the word "shit king".
But this is Xue Fuxiao’s Achilles’ heel.
I couldn't help but look at Fang Che with hatred, thinking that this bastard had said to beat him up last time, but before he had time, he had to find an opportunity to give him a good beating.
So irritating.
Forcibly creating a big pot for me that I can't get rid of.
Then he looked at the battlefield, Xue Wanren, you must win for me.
As long as you win, I can beat this bitch like Bi Changhong to death.
But things went counterproductive...
After this battle, Xue Wanren lost. Although everyone could see that Xue Wanren was already trying his best, he still lost.
Xue Fuxiao's face was unreadable.
"Ah ha ha ha ha..." Bi Changhong's hearty laughter echoed in the sky.
When Xue Wanren walked back, he was completely confused. He fought in the name of the Xue family, but lost.
The ancestor is still sitting on it.
Sitting with Bi Jia and Bi Changhong.
The whole place was filled with Bi Changhong's joyful laughter.
Fang Che and others looked at Xue Wanren's devastated look, and their hearts were heavy. This knot could not even be comforted.
The reputation of Xue Fuxiao's family is too strong. It is enough to crush a young man who is just starting out in the world.
Just then.
A long laugh sounded, but it was Xue Fuxiao.
I saw him standing up and shouting: "Xue Wanren, what are you afraid of if you lose? Who can show you how desperate you are to live and die? Your ancestors and I also lost to Duan Xiyang last year. Isn't it more embarrassing than you? Don't you think I'm more embarrassed than you?"
Are you too embarrassed to see anyone?"
Xue Wanren was shocked, turned around and saw Xue Fuxiao looking at him with eyes like lightning.
I couldn't help but fell to my knees with tears streaming down my face: "Ancestor!..."
"Why are you crying!"
Xue Fuxiao said: "You have tried your best, and you have no regrets in defeat! No one can punish you when you go back this time! I will give you three years. After three years, I will defeat Duan Xiyang, and you will fight back Bi Xiyang for me."
Blade away! Remember!"
"Remember!"
Xue Wanren raised his face and roared wildly: "I must fight back! I will fight back even to the death!"
"good!"
Xue Fuxiao said loudly: "Three years later, we will fight together!"
Xue Wanren shed tears and stood up.
With his chest heaving and his whole body full of fighting spirit, he strode back.
Everyone can see that there is a fire in his heart. This fire will not explode until three years later.
But his confusion and loss were gone. All that was left was his endless motivation.
Everyone can feel how hard he will work in the next three years!
For the sake of his ant-like king, the ancestor even admitted in front of the whole world that he lost to Duan Xiyang!
This made Xue Wanren's heart feel like volcanoes erupting crazily.
Xue helped Xiao sit down, but when she saw Bi Changhong's strange eyes across from her, she couldn't help but said angrily: "What are you looking at?"
Bi Changhong was silent for a moment and said, "Lao Xue, you did it beautifully."
After a pause, he said from the bottom of his heart: "I admire you."
Xue Fuxiao smiled faintly: "Thank you."
Not only Bi Changhong was impressed, but Yannan Dongfang Sansan and Duan Xiyang also turned their heads to look over.
Everyone is at the same level and understands what Xue Fuxiao did today.
Can you do this while changing positions?
This is something everyone should ask themselves.
Then I admired Xue Fuxiao even more.
Even Yan Nan sighed and said: "Master Xue is indeed Master Xue!"
Dongfang Sansan smiled: "Although he is not smart today, he did really well!"
…
Next, in the seventh battle, Weiwo Orthodox Church Leng Yueya faced off against Guardian Meng Wuhen.
In this battle, Meng Wuhen won a resounding victory. Leng Yueya was at a disadvantage from the beginning. He struggled to hold on, but he was still defeated in the end.
After the fight, Meng Wuhen laughed loudly: "I feel very good about fighting ugly people, and I am sure of victory!"
Leng Yueya almost went crazy.
I am just a bit ugly, and besides, this is not what I want.
The laughter of the surrounding guardians shook the sky, and the roar of the Only One Orthodox Church shook the ground.
In the eighth battle, the only orthodox teacher Lu Shan faced off against the guardian Feng Xiangdong. He was no match and was defeated. In the ninth battle, the only orthodox teacher Xi Yun faced the guardian Rain Madness. Rain Madness won.
…
After nine battles, the Guardians had five wins and one draw, and six people were promoted. Weiwo Orthodox had three wins and one draw, and four people were promoted.
Judging from the number of people, the Guardians have the absolute upper hand.
Guardian camp: Fang Che, Feng Xiangdong, Rain Madness, Dongfang Zhe, Luo Guishui, Meng Wuhen.
The only orthodox camp: Wu Shuang, Bi Ren, Bai Xu, Lingkong.
But the top four main lineups of Weiwo Orthodox Church are all there.
The top four main lineups of the Guardians lost one Xue Wanren.
With the strength of Luo Shuishui and Meng Wuhen, if they were to compete against each other, they would lose.
So the basic market is still equal to four versus four.
Come up and draw lots, this time the draw is for the Solipsistic Orthodox Church, and the guardian side will not move.
Completed in an instant.
Lingkong faced off against Luo Shishui, Bi Ren faced off against Dongfang Zhe, Bai Xu faced against Meng Wuhen, and Wu Shuang drew Madness in the Rain.
Fang Che and Feng Xiangdong, who had the highest combat power, were all taken away by such a coincidence.
This is really unfavorable for the guardians!
Sure enough, in the first battle, Luo passed away and lost.
In the second battle, although Dongfang Zhe was stable, he was inferior to Bi Ren in terms of combat power and spiritual power. The most terrible thing was that he lacked fierceness and was defeated by Bi Ren.
The senior officials from both sides watching the match had expressionless faces.
Dongfang Sansan's face was always gentle, but he also felt a little enlightened in his heart. After returning, all the children of the Dongfang family must be driven out and go to the most dangerous place for training.
I live a peaceful life. As a warrior, I don’t even have the slightest bit of ruthlessness. It’s impossible!
Dongfang Sansan knew that the problem was with him. In the entire Guardian Continent, whenever someone from the Dongfang family was mentioned, everyone would give them face.
Who dares to actually assign dangerous tasks?
Since it is your own fault, then you should change it yourself. For a dangerous mission, the younger generation of the Dongfang family should be the first to go up!
He made up his mind instantly.
In the third battle, Meng Wuhen was defeated as expected; while Yu Zhongkuang faced off against Wu Shuang, the opponent's most powerful opponent. Although they fought tooth and nail, both of them were sweating profusely, but they were still one move short of each other.
Helplessly defeated.
The situation suddenly reversed.
At the end of the fourth war, there were actually two fewer guardians than the Solipsism.
There are only two people left: Fang Che and Feng Xiangdong.
This reversal is really too dramatic.
Next, the situation is not optimistic.
Because there is no rest time.
Feng Xiangdong gritted his teeth and said: "Boss Fang, I'll fight first. If I'm lucky, I'll draw Ling Baixu first. If I can fight the two opponents and fight the third person, I guess I won't be able to do it."
Then the remaining two people will be left to you."
Fang Che nodded.
He also felt pressure in his heart.
These four people on the other side are really not easy to mess with.
In a draw with a small number of people, Feng Xiangdong will come forward first.
There were four sticks, and he took one without hesitation. When he opened it, his expression changed. Fang Che gave a wry smile and said, "Bad luck."
Fang Che frowned: "Did you draw Wu Shuang?"
"yes."
Feng Xiangdong looked bitter.
This is the worst outcome. Against Wu Shuang, Feng Xiangdong will most likely be no match.
He couldn't even try his best to cause damage to the opponent to relieve Fang Che's pressure, because the four referees were watching more closely now.
"Just try your best to fight."
Fang Che half-closed his eyes and said calmly: "Leave the rest to me."
Feng Xiangdong took a deep breath: "Okay."
Holding a long sword, he went into battle boldly.
Wu Shuang has swallowed the Danyun Divine Pill, is in full recovery, and is ready to fight with his sword.
The intensity of this battle even made Yan Nan and the others feel a little solemn. Feng Xiangdong and Wu Shuang fought with all their strength. Everyone was very powerful, full of fighting spirit, and blazing with murderous intentions. They could not fight more than a hundred moves each time.
Everyone has experienced life and death thirty or forty times.
Moreover, his ability to grasp the opportunity of fighting, his proficiency in the changes of sword moves, and his keenness of feeling are already at their peak even in the eyes of veteran masters at this age.
However, Wu Shuang finally prevailed over Feng Xiangdong.
Three hundred moves later, Feng Xiangdong was hit by a sword in his shoulder.
Stopped by the referee.
"Only I teach Wu Shuangsheng the right way."
At this moment, the people on the Guardian side who were watching the battle became a little impatient.
The situation on the field is clear at a glance.
On the Guardian side, only Fang Che is left, while the other side has four people left. One against four!
Even if he is stronger than others, the opponent can still kill him.
…
Yan Nan looked towards the stands, avoiding the observation range of Dongfang Sansan's eyes, hiding the proud look from his heart.
His pride was not that the Solipsistic Orthodox Church had the upper hand, but that...it was Fang Che who turned the tide in the end.
Regardless of whether he lost or won, Fang Che was firmly in the eyes of the other party's senior management.
Future achievements will surely be smooth sailing.
"It seems that you are not very optimistic this time."
Yan Nan looked at the stands and was talking to Dongfang Sansan.
"It's not all defeated yet."
Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "It doesn't necessarily mean we lost."
Then he said calmly: "You are the only orthodox believer. There is a champion in the Gu-to-god-raising plan, Night Demon. Why didn't you come to participate in the battle this time? Don't tell me again whether Mu Feng is a Night Demon. You understand."
Yan Nan said calmly: "How much is the junior champion worth? If you haven't cultivated enough, you won't be able to participate."
Dongfang Sansan said: "The Night Demon shouldn't be so incompetent."
"You're right. Maybe he's already here. Although Mu Feng isn't it, what about others?"
Yan Nan said calmly: "How dare Night Demon participate in the war with his original identity? He has killed too many people."
Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "He's here? Well, it's possible. But since he's here...then is he on my side or on your side?"
After saying this, Dongfang Sansan's eyes suddenly locked onto Yan Nan's eyes like sharp arrows.
Incredibly sharp.
Yan Nan laughed and said interestingly: "On your side."
Dongfang Sansan's eyes instantly converged, he laughed, and said: "I also think it's on my side."
"Then you have to check it carefully when you go back." Yan Nan said lightly: "The Night Demon grows very fast."
"Be sure to check it carefully."
Dongfang Sansan said slowly.
Then he stopped talking, drank tea quietly, and meditated quietly.
Yan Nan smiled, looked at Dongfang Sansan's face calmly, and said word by word: "Part of the reason for your arrangement this time is for the Night Demon, right?"
Dongfang Sansan raised his eyes and then smiled: "I can't hide it from you. Yes, part of the reason is because of the Night Demon. Yannan, I know you are on guard, but I will definitely kill this Night Demon."
Yan Nan said nonchalantly: "Is there anyone here that you must kill? As long as you can kill them, do I still have to send Duan Xiyang as a bodyguard every day?"
Dongfang Sansan said solemnly: "I want to see how long the night devil can hide under my nose."
Yan Nan laughed and said relaxedly: "Then I will take a good look at this scene."
Dongfang Sansan didn't seem to get anything from Yan Nan's words, he frowned and his eyes became more solemn.
Finally he said: "So this time, after knowing my purpose, you deliberately hid the Night Demon?"
Yan Nan sneered: "Why do you have to count on me every time?"
Dongfang Sansan smiled appreciatively and said, "Deputy Chief Master Yan, yes, he has grown up."
Yan Nan was furious, but then he thought that this guy was irritating him. If he lost his composure in front of everyone in the world, he would lose.
He said calmly: "You are very resourceful and the best in planning. I have admitted this a long time ago. But Dongfang, you have a fatal weakness."
"What weakness?"
“It’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.”
After Yan Nan finished speaking, he stopped talking.
Dongfang Sansan also stopped talking.
For the first time, there was a long silence between the two of them. They both turned their heads and watched the battle on the field.
…
Feng Xiangdong was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and handed Fang Che a bottle: "Here is the best rejuvenation pill; one pill can restore you to at least 80% of your cultivation when you are exhausted.
for!"
He took a deep breath: "It's up to you!"
Fang Che nodded slowly.
Feng Xiangdong turned around and looked for a long time at the place where he had just fought so hard, with strong reluctance in his eyes.
He clenched his fists tightly and said word by word: "I don't care about the punishment if I go back, and I don't care about life and death, honor or disgrace, but... the honor of the guardian of the mainland cannot be thrown away from you and me!"
"Boss Fang!"
As if he wanted to take out his heart and all his cultivation and stuff it into Fang Che's body, Feng Xiangdong grabbed his shoulders hard: "It's useless, brother, I didn't block you for a while, you... you
But you must not lose!!”
There were tears shining in his eyes.
On the sidelines, the eliminated Yu Zhong Kuang and others all stood up at the same time.
His face was solemn and he looked at Fang Che with earnest eyes.
Fang Che showed a warm smile and said seriously: "Feng Xiangdong, I have never lost against someone of the same level."
Feng Xiangdong nodded.
Facing Fang Che, step back step by step.
Fang Che turned around and strode forward to draw lots.
"Fang Che! Fang Che! Fang Che!"
Behind him, in the stands, a roar like thunder suddenly erupted.
Countless people stood up, shouted at the top of their lungs, and cheered for Fang Che.
Fang Che walked to the lottery box and took one.
It's like picking a piece of grass and feeling free and easy.
Then he handed it to Yun Du.
Yundu glanced at it and announced: "I am the only one who teaches Ling Kong and confronts the guardian Fang Che."
Lingkong took a deep breath and strode out.
Feng Xiangdong and others breathed a sigh of relief. Lingkong was the weakest among the four opponents, but he had many tricks up his sleeve.
As long as Fang Che can guard against the opponent's sneaky tricks, winning Lingkong won't be a big problem.
Ling Kong came out, smiled faintly, looked at Fang Che, and said: "Fang Che, I have heard of your name. Mr. Fang, Deacon Fang, you are very majestic. It is said that you killed many of us?"
Fang Che's face was as steely as he shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? Come on, fight!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly leaned forward and rushed over like an arrow from a string.
With unparalleled momentum, a sudden huge wave followed him forward and rolled wildly into the sky.
The killing power, aura, and sword power suddenly merged into one at this moment.
The mountains are roaring and the tsunami is roaring, and the waves are roaring into the sky!
Completely lock the volley.
Lingkong felt chills all over his body. The opponent's sword was completely locked on him, and he was unable to avoid it. He was left with only one way to fight.
With a loud roar, the long sword suddenly bloomed with plum blossoms, forming a mountain of swords in front of him.
Fang Che was halfway through the rush and suddenly jumped up.
Spanning a distance of ten feet like lightning, a sword struck the volleying sword network like the world collapsed.
No matter what sword force he has, what kind of plum blossoms he has, or what kind of sword mountain he has, he just cuts straight with his sword!
The power of a god descending to earth!
The blade fell like a thunderbolt, and the sword mountain shattered instantly.
With a clang, the swords clashed.
He roared loudly in the air, and his body was blown away seven feet under Fang Che's fierce force.
But Fang Che actually didn't retreat at all. He strode forward in mid-air, and suddenly flew into the sky with a hiss: "One more knife!"
The evil spirit and murderous aura suddenly condensed into shape!
There was already blood at the corner of Lingkong's mouth, and before he could adjust his breath, he jumped up with his long sword and stabbed him straight.
A lose-lose style of play.
Your sword can cut me in half, but my sword will also hurt you a little.
However, Fang Che's thunderous sword suddenly retracted in mid-air, but its strength did not change at all. It hit the long sword fiercely. The huge force seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth, and with a bang, Ling Kong's body was directly pressed to the ground.
Blood splashed like an explosion, with little scarlet spots.