The venue was lively and lively.【??????.??????5?2?0?.??????】
On the contrary, the senior executives who were chatting and laughing just now in the stands were now silent.
The friendly war is over.
Then the tension between each other began again.
Ningxue Sword is the main force.
His mouth is simply a war-provoking tool.
"Deputy Chief Xiang..." Ningxue Jian said very familiarly: "Still at the ninth position in the weapon spectrum? Are you not going to go up?"
"It is said that you failed in the competition for the seventh deputy chief leader? Oh, tell me why you were so reckless."
"At any rate, you have to be ready before you move."
"Hey, Vice Chief Master? What a coincidence, you are also listening? It is said that you were almost killed by Xiang Beidou? Hahaha, why are you so careless?"
"Vice-President Bi? Hahaha, the name of Vice-President Bi is really funny when I think about it. Can you tell me what name you should give me? Bi Changhong... Tsk, tut, even if you are a brothel, you can do this
No, it’s really hard..."
The three deputy chief leaders looked at Ningxue Sword like wolves with smoke coming from their apertures. If they could, they would eat him alive right now.
But Ningxuejian didn't feel unwelcome at all, and went to Duan Xiyang again: "Hey, old Duan..."
With a whooshing sound, Duan Xiyang's bone gun was immediately in his hand, and he stabbed him with one shot.
Ningxue Jian dodged and turned pale: "You are really going to a fatal place..."
Xue Fuxiao slapped him on the back of the head, giving him a sharp slap, and said angrily: "Be more honest!"
Yu Tianqi sat peacefully and said to Duan Xiyang, "Just scare him."
"When I meet this guy on the battlefield, I will be the first to kill him!"
Duan Xiyang frowned coldly: "Too cheap!"
Dongfang Sansan didn't speak. In fact, he had been silent since the king-level battle.
His silence made Yan Nan feel unsure at all.
Why was he silent after the king-level battle? Even winning the Heart of the Soul Condensing Crystal didn't move his face. What was he thinking? What was he doubting?
But Yan Nan couldn't ask, nor could he care. No matter what response he made to Dongfang Sansan's current attitude, it would be superfluous!
…
Fang Che is walking freely among the crowds of powder at the Outer World Mountain Gate.
The people in Mo Shang are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.
At this moment, I really answered the sentence: passing among thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touches me.
It's just that my whole body is filled with all kinds of fragrances.
The name of the school beauty is even more worthy of her name.
There was a delicate fragrance in front of him, but a girl in white with a cold expression came to Fang Che: "Senior Brother Fang, please give me some advice. My little sister Nether Palace Lan Xinxue."
Someone nearby shouted in surprise: "Saint of Netherworld Palace!"
Fang Che's heart moved, and his face became gentler and calmer: "You're welcome, Junior Sister Lan, please."
"Please give me some advice, Senior Brother Fang."
"Please also ask junior sister to teach me more."
This Saint of Netherworld Palace's cultivation is indeed extraordinary. Although she is young, her cultivation is already at the peak of the king level. The pressure she puts on Fang Che is actually about the same as that of Wu Shuangfeng Xiangdong.
Even where the swordsmanship is erratic and weird, it's still better than that.
Fang Che cheered up and faced it with all his strength, while smiling and saying: "Junior sister Lan's swordsmanship has the unique aura of Netherworld Palace. I really don't dare to comment casually."
Lan Xinxue attacked with all her strength, her little face was full of seriousness: "Senior Brother Fang, you are welcome, just say it, my little sister was just watching Senior Brother Fang's comments from the side, and they were all just right. I really admire them. This is from our Nether Palace.
Senior Brother Fang probably hasn't seen the Underworld Sword Technique yet. Little sister should perform all the sword moves first."
Fang Che smiled warmly: "Junior sister Lan is interested."
Lan Xinxue saw the sunny smile on his face, like the warm sun shining into her heart, and suddenly her face turned red: "Senior Brother Fang, you can see clearly."
The sword light spread out.
Fang Che tried his best to resist, while confirming it in his heart.
After a while, Lan Xinxue stopped calmly and said: "Senior Brother Fang, please comment."
Fang Che pondered for a moment and said: "Junior sister's sword technique is perfect. There are some gaps in the sword technique, but it will be fine if you practice diligently in the future. For example, the two moves here..."
After talking and demonstrating, it turned out to be smooth and smooth.
Lan Xinxue was convinced: "Senior Brother Fang, you are so awesome."
Fang Che smiled brightly and said: "Junior Sister, you have praised me to the heavens... Haha, and Junior Sister, your swordsmanship is somewhat inconsistent with your own state of mind. Have you noticed this?"
Lan Xinxue was immediately shocked: "Senior brother is really a god. You can even see this."
Fang Che gave a faint smile, which was unfathomable.
Xin Dao: Your Underworld Sword Technique, as the name suggests, is mainly about sending people into the underworld. I'm afraid you, a little girl, have never even killed a chicken. It's weird to be able to show that kind of charm.
I could tell there was something strange. Not to mention seeing it, I could guess it with my eyes closed.
"Underworld swordsmanship, junior sister, you have to consider, what is underworld?"
Fang Che said calmly: "You must first have the Yang world before you can have the Yin world. After the Yin world, you can have the underworld. This is a matter of order. Therefore, the underworld sword technique must be practiced from life."
"You can't practice by just being bored in the mountain gate and not seeing the life outside. You must see how a person's life changes from young and strong to old and old, and slowly approaches death, which is also close to the underworld."
"From birth to death, you go to the underworld. You only see life, but not death, especially the helpless death. How can you understand the real underworld swordsmanship. You have to go out and experience the world and see life."
"Only in this way can the loneliness, desolation, helplessness, desolation, reluctance, as well as the ghostly aura and endless entanglement of death be brought out in the Huangquan swordsmanship. If you don't have enough experience, you won't be able to use it."
"This is a swordsmanship to experience life and see everything in the world, junior sister."
Fang Che said sincerely: "It is certainly powerful, but it is too early for you to practice now. If you meet a master, you may suffer a big loss in terms of momentum."
Lan Xinxue was sincerely convinced: "Senior Brother Fang's words are really good. When I was learning this swordsmanship, my parents also said that I was too young, but what they said was not as thorough as what Senior Brother Fang said."
She held her sword and saluted, and said with respect and admiration: "Senior Brother Fang is really powerful. If I can go down the mountain to practice, I will definitely go to Baiyun Continent to ask Senior Brother Fang for advice again. I hope Senior Brother Fang will not dislike him."
"How could you dislike it?"
Fang Che is a gentleman like jade, with jade trees facing the wind, and he smiles with unparalleled elegance: "Junior sister can come, I can't go out of the city for hundreds of miles to greet you. Junior sister is a distinguished guest in my life!"
Lan Xinxue's face turned red and she reluctantly went back.
While walking, I usually look back.
With twinkling eyes, the girl is so shy and charming.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
Applause sounded.
Fang Che turned around and saw Yan Beihan walking towards the opposite side, surrounded by Feng Yue, Feng Xingchen, Yin and others.
The stars holding the moon are so majestic that they seem to be crushing it.
The girls from the outside world here all gave way.
The sound of applause came from Yan Beihan.
As she walked slowly, she clapped her hands slowly and gave out crisp and rhythmic applause.
She was dressed in black, with a black cloak covering her perfect figure. She was walking casually, and even without looking at her face, people felt that she was extremely gorgeous.
As we moved forward, a cold and aloof atmosphere slowly spread out.
Yan Beihan's extremely perfect face looked at Fang Che with cold star-like eyes, and said with a faint smile: "General Manager Fang is really a talented person. His comments on every sword technique just now were spot-on and just right. This martial arts attainment
, it really amazes Yan Beihan. But this is not what I admire most about General Deacon Fang."
Fang Che looked at Yan Beihan's face with cold eyes and did not answer.
But since he didn't speak, other people would naturally praise him.
Chen Yin joked: "Then what do you admire most about General Deacon Fang?"
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yan Beihan's mouth, and he said: "What I admire the most is Mr. Fang's beauty trick. He used it really well. You really lived up to the good-looking face God gave you."
Fang Che smiled and said calmly: "Miss Yan's words are well said, but there is one thing you don't realize."
"What?"
"As the name suggests, it's a beauty trick, and only beautiful men can use it."
Fang Che smiled with an unparalleled handsomeness, and said without showing his teeth: "And those who are very mediocre can't use beauty tricks."
His eyes circled around the faces of Chen Yin Fengyue and others, smiling without saying a word.
Feng Yue was furious: "You mean I'm ugly?"
Fang Che smiled.
He just smiled.
Feng Yue suddenly became extremely angry.
Just as he was about to have an attack, Yan Beihan stretched out his hand to stop him.
Yan Beihan looked at Fang Che and said slowly: "I also have a few sword skills, and I would like to ask General Deacon Fang for advice."
"Don't dare."
Fang Che flatly refused: "I know my own cultivation level, but I can't give guidance to Miss Yan."
"kindness?"
Yan Beihan looked at Fang Che's face with his bright eyes and said calmly: "Do you know me?"
"I don't know."
Fang Che said: "I knew it just now when the eldest lady shouted at me from above."
He smiled faintly and said: "Besides, no one else except Miss Yan would do this to come and cause trouble for me. And they wouldn't dare."
This clearly means that Yan Beihan was arrogant and relied on Yan Nan's favor to break the rules.
Yan Beihan was so angry at his words that he said, "Fang Che, what do you mean by this?"
"It's not interesting."
"What do you mean it's not interesting?"
"It's not interesting, it's really not interesting."
"Draw out your knives and swords!"
"I don't like fighting with women, especially women who are more advanced than me and want to beat me up. I can't afford to offend this kind of tigress."
Fang Che said frankly: "That's why I won't fight you."
Yan Beihan said angrily: "Who do you think is the tigress?"
"Ahem, these young gentlemen should be male."
Immediately, Chen Yin and others roared angrily, announcing the murder secret.
This guy actually provoked so many of us at the same time!
Yan Beihan squinted his eyes, exuding a sense of danger, and said every word: "What if I have to fight you?"
"I won't fight you if you insist on beating me. There are so many of you, obviously you are here to bully me."
Old God Fang Che shook his head: "That's why I won't fight."
If you have thousands of clever ideas, I will make certain rules.
If you say you don't want to fight, don't fight. You are a man and you keep your word.
"Today is a friendly battle. There won't be any casualties. Why don't you dare to fight? I won't hurt your life in public. What are you afraid of?"
Yan Beihan said: "If you miss today's meeting in Jianghu, it won't be as simple as a beating."
Fang Che still refused: "If you don't fight, you won't fight."
He knew very well that he was definitely no match for Yan Beihan now, even if he used his trump card.
Unless you use a gun!
But if you use a gun, it is really possible to kill Yan Beihan with one shot.
That would be big trouble.
I am far from the point where I can send and receive freely. Once I draw my gun, I will inevitably move forward, like the Milky Way falling, plummeting thousands of miles.
It is absolutely impossible to stop midway.
But if Yan Beihan is killed by himself, then even if all the top guardians protect him, he will definitely die today.
In this case, why should I be used as a sandbag for Yan Beihan and be beaten by her?
Yan Beihan's beautiful eyes narrowed, and he suddenly smiled. He quietly pointed with his slender hand and said in a low voice: "You are surrounded by us. That woman is very nervous."
Fang Che stared: "Huh?"
Yan Beihan smiled and said: "That woman, her name is Ye Meng. She lives in Baiyun Continent, where the wise men live."
Fang Che's expression changed and his eyes became dangerous: "What do you mean?"
Yan Beihan smiled and said: "Bibo City."
Fang Che's eyes flashed with cold light and he took a deep breath.
Yan Beihan raised his head, looked at Fang Che arrogantly and contemptuously, and said lightly: "Fight or not?"
"beat!"
Fang Che gritted his teeth.
Little girl, what you promised me last time has not been fulfilled until now, and now you are here to provoke me!
And you threaten me!
"But they can't be around to influence my performance."
Fang Che pointed at Feng Yue and others.
"Okay. You all stand down and I'll teach him a lesson."
Feng Yue took a step back, pointed at Fang Che's nose and said, "Boy, wait!"
Fang Che smiled slightly, looking handsome and handsome in the bright sunshine.
Still didn't say a word.
But Feng Yue twisted her nose in anger again.
…
"Get in the ring."
Yan Beihan gave a faint sound, then jumped up, his black clothes fluttering in the air like an elegant black lotus. His slim figure was elegant and graceful, without any trace of human smoke.
Immediately, Fang Che floated up, his white clothes following the wind, his tall and slender body like a white cloud, walking in the wind, indescribably chic and calm.
One black and one white, flying in the sky, immediately attracted the attention of everyone.
When everyone looked at them, they saw that it was Miss Yan who was the orthodox sect and Fang Che, the king-level champion of the Guardian side. They all immediately became interested, knowing that there was something good to watch, and they all turned their attention towards them.
In the procession of the Mountain Gate of the World.
Countless little girls shouted in unison: "Brother Fang, work harder!"
The sound is crisp and pleasant.
It caused a burst of laughter. No one expected that Fang Che's popularity would become so good in such a short period of time.
They all say that being handsome has advantages.
Ye Meng was also shouting: "Work hard!"
Then he flattened his mouth and looked at the place where so many little girls were cheering. His cheeks bulged again.
Yan Nan finally started talking to Dongfang Sansan: "Go up."
Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "With the methods of people from your demon sect, it's not strange to force him up."
"Who will win?" Yan Nan stroked his beard and smiled.
"Of course Yanbeihan wins!" Dongfang Sansan didn't even think about it.
Who is Yan Beihan, and how much cultivation level does Fang Checai have?
Dongfang Sansan knew it well at a glance. Moreover, Fang Che didn't dare to show his trump card. It would be strange if he didn't lose.
Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang floated up and acted as referees themselves.
Yan Nan understood that Duan Xiyang was going out, but when Xue helped Xiao go out, Yan Nan's eyes darkly brightened.
Dongfang Sansan is an old man’s trick!
He actually asked Xue Fuxiao to escort him in person.
…
On the arena.
Yan Beihan fell slowly like a piece of cotton, without being shocked at all. He held his jade hand gently, slowly pulled out the sword from its sheath, and asked: "Are you using a knife or a sword?"
Fang Che said happily: "I don't need anything, and I can't be your opponent with anything. I know you want to beat me up to vent your anger, so I'll squat here and you can beat me up."
As he spoke, he put his head in his hands and squatted down, saying: "Come on, just do it!"
Yan Beihan was stunned.
"You are a king-level champion after all, so you are so lazy?"
"You also know that I am a king, and you, a high-ranking emperor, came to fight with me. I thought you had forgotten," Fang Che said.
Yan Beihan said: "Get up."
"I can't get up."
"I will reach the peak of king level to fight you."
"That's okay."
That's all Fang Che wants. If he reaches the peak of king level, he won't be beaten too hard.
Stand up immediately.
Yan Beihan snorted, this guy really has a scheming attitude and is constantly calculating. This kind of character is really annoying.
"Do you use a knife or a sword?"
Fang Che put the sword directly on the ground beside him and said, "I use the sword!"
He stood up, reached out and grabbed the knife with its sheath in his hand, held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and suddenly drew the knife!
When the blade was unsheathed, it rubbed violently against the scabbard, and a sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring suddenly sounded.
A clanging sound.
The sound was so low that it shook the whole world. The sword was already in hand, but the roar of the sword energy in the air had not stopped yet, it was melodious and strong!
Just one draw of the sword attracted the attention of everyone present.
Fang Che stood with his sword in hand, standing against Yuan Tingyue. The sword was cold and the sword was full of energy. He stood on the ring with his cloak flying fiercely in the strong wind.
When it makes a snapping sound, it naturally has an unparalleled momentum that one man can control and no one can stop. It is tragic and majestic.
Suddenly, countless little girls cheered in unison.
"Senior Brother Fang! Cai!"
"Senior Brother Fang! Handsome!"
Feng Yue, who was watching from the side, almost gritted her teeth: "You're so good at pretending! You're so damn good at pretending! You're really pretending all the time! It's just a show with a sword drawn, and you can actually pretend so hard.
The smell is so overwhelming that I can’t bear it any longer!”
Others like Chen Yin also had ferocious eyes.
This guy named Fang is really annoying! He really knows how to attract bees and butterflies!
Every movement is trying to be cool. Have you never acted cool in your last life?
The sword in Fang Che's hand was the sword made of the Pluto iron he had just obtained.
The blade is dark and shiny, and the blade is sinister. At first glance, it looks like countless ghosts are blinking. But it is the characteristics of Pluto Iron itself, and the cloud patterns created naturally form ghost eyes, twinkling and chilling.
Yan Beihan looked at Fang Che's sword and asked, "Can you name this sword?"
"Just picked it up."
"What's your name?"
Fang Che held the sword in one move, and the sun shone brightly, immediately attracting cheers. His face was solemn, as if he was a pilgrim, and he said: "The name of my sword is Mingjun!"
There was another burst of color.
This pose is so handsome!
Yan Beihan on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his face was full of black lines and he said: "Change your name."
Before Yan Beihan obtained the divine metal, she used a sword made of Pluto iron, and she named her sword Pluto Lord.
It's the one she has in her hand now.
Now Fang Che's sword actually has the same name as his own sword.
"Why change your name?" Fang Che was stunned.
"Because of my sword, I call him Lord Ming." Yan Beihan said angrily.
"One sword and one sword both have this name, wouldn't they be a perfect pair?" Fang Che said.
Yan Bei Leng snorted, the sword in his hand clanged, and a fierce sword energy erupted, with a monstrous force, suddenly oppressing him.
This kid actually dares to tease me.
The sword has not yet come out, but the sword energy has already spread to the sky.
In front of Fang Che's Hengdao, he flicked his fingers and made a clang sound. The sound was clear and resounded through the sky.
Like a dragon singing in the shallow sea and a phoenix singing in the sky.
Facing Yanbei Hansen's cold sword energy, Fang Che chanted in a long voice: "Three thousand worlds, the mortal world is rolling, thousands of avenues, it is rare to be free; the evil ways in the world are dangerous, who can escape; the turmoil in the rivers and lakes, who can eliminate it; I
With a sword, the world will be proud, the world will be a hero, and it will lead the way."
Having said this, he focused his eyes on the blade, laughed, and said proudly, "This sword, Lord Underworld, reigns supreme in the sky!"
Below, Chen Yin, Feng Xing, Fengyue and others spit in unison.
I originally thought that the goods were almost loaded and the fight was about to start, but I didn't expect that at this time, another big wave would come!
Hearing the clear cheers from the beauties around, all the righteous young men were so fed up that they couldn't stand it anymore.
On the field.
I didn’t change my name when I heard the name Mingjun again.
Yan Beihan let out a long roar, shook his sword and rose into the air, arriving in a flash.
A ray of sword light went straight to the throat.
Fang Che drew his sword away, faced off head-on, and intercepted the sword's edge.
There was a sound of swords clashing, and Yan Beihan flipped his wrist, slashing his head diagonally, as fast as lightning.
At the same time, his left hand came out through the flower and struck across the chest and abdomen.
Fang Che did not dodge or dodge. The moment the swords met each other, the sword went straight into his throat. He punched Yan Beihan's charming face with a punch from one side of his body.
Mr. Fang has never been merciful to beautiful women, and he has become accustomed to destroying them with his cruel hands. For example, Ye Meng was beaten by him every day until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
If this punch hit Yan Beihan hard in the face, even an emperor would be disfigured.
Yan Beihan stepped back, drew back his sword, struck the tip of the sword with his sword, and at the same time, his whole palms clashed together.
With a muffled groan, the two of them stepped back at the same time. Fang Che's hair floated a few times, and Yan Beihan had a cut in his collar.
They were all just a hair away from death on the spot!
The fight lasted only for a moment, and the two of them were already going back and forth between the gates of hell.
One almost opened his mouth, and the other almost had his throat sealed.
Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang were both sweating.
They had just come on stage, and the two of them were still glaring at each other, and were about to chat for a few words, or maybe make each other feel disgusted, but they didn't expect that before they could say anything, they almost lost their lives in the middle of the field, and there were two more.
Almost died together.
If there was an accident in the arena where these two masters were referees, both of them would feel extremely ashamed if they were killed on the spot.
Cheer up quickly.
The two of them acted like masters, standing with their hands behind their backs, watching the battle in the field.
You can't look at each other anymore, it's business to look at the battle first.
Yundu Meihan and others looked at Duan Xiyang and Xue Fuxiao with admiration in their hearts.
He is worthy of being the number one master and was the number one master in the past, but he can keep his composure.
The danger of the swords clashing just now would probably have made him sweat if he were on top of it. These two people actually acted as if nothing had happened. Obviously, if there was really a danger, they would be absolutely sure to stop it...
The feeling of admiration arises spontaneously.
Awesome!
admire!
Unexpectedly, these two people, who looked as if nothing had happened and were calm and composed, were now covered in cold sweat down their backs.
Of these two people, one is the darling of the Vice-Chairman Yannan, and the other is the common treasure of the Vice-Chairman and Dongfang Sansan...
But no one can die.
If anyone dies, the sky will change!
And the most important thing is... Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang are both the kind of people who think "I know everything".
Xue Fuxiao knows all of Fang Che’s identities.
Duan Xiyang also knew that Fang Che was the Night Demon.
This is a bit...cough.
The light of the sword shines in the world, and the energy of the sword soars into the sky.
The two people in the field were already in a ball, and they couldn't tell each other apart at all. To outsiders, they were just two balls of light spinning in the middle.
Fang Che was under a lot of pressure. He really didn't expect that Yan Beihan had improved so much, not only in his cultivation, but also in his combat awareness, crisis awareness, murderous aura induction, flexibility, sharpness, and use of evil aura...
This girl is actually making progress in all aspects.
How?
What I can do is, firstly, I have thousands of life-or-death battle experiences in my previous life, and secondly, I have not been idle at all during this time, I have been fighting almost every day.
And there are so many adventures, but this girl has pushed her cultivation to the peak of the king level, and is actually on par with herself!
This is strange.
I have to say that people's family background and resources are good.
In fact, Fang Che thought one thing wrong: his so-called past life experience, in the eyes of a true master, was nothing at best.
His highest level of cultivation in his previous life was only at the imperial level.
Yan Beihan has so many masters at the headquarters to feed him, which one of them doesn't have more combat experience than him in his previous life?
And Yan Beihan's understanding was sufficient, so he naturally made rapid progress.
Therefore, Yan Beihan's progress is also deserved.
It's just that Fang Che still has a faint idea of 'I've lived two lifetimes and I'm awesome' in his mind.
I haven't realized yet that any one of these old monsters who have lived for thousands of years is dozens or hundreds of times older than him in his two lifetimes combined.
And the bloodshed and high-end life and death situations he has experienced are much more than what he experienced in his previous life.
Yan Beihan was also extremely surprised. Fang Che's combat power was actually so good. He thought he could win easily, but now it seems that he can't.
Moreover, this bastard is extremely sinister. Every move he makes is aimed at his face. If he is not careful, his face will be disfigured. He cannot help but feel angry. How can he fight like this with a girl?
Even though we are enemies, this is just a discussion...not a son of man!
Angry in his heart, Yan Beihan spun around, and a whirlwind of sword energy formed with a whine. The sword light flashed all over his body, becoming one.
Suddenly it soared into the sky and shot directly at Fang Che!
Fang Che didn't dare to neglect, he pressed down the blade, pointed the tip of the blade to the ground, and circled his body, layers of black ghost eyes flashed, rising from under him suddenly like a rising tide, and instantly passed over his head, forming layers of layers.
Like a pagoda!
A total of seven floors!
The ghost eyes flicker, the blue light is clear, the sword glows, and the chill is overwhelming.
call out!
Both sides acted at the same time, and it is not known whether the sword light hit the sword light pagoda first, or the sword light hit the sword energy light pillar first!
Anyway, they got tangled up all of a sudden.
It's like dry sticks and a blazing fire, entangled quickly and violently.
They seem to be like thunder and fire, attracting each other and making violent peace.
The sound of impact was so dense that it made people's ears numb.
With a bang, the two of them separated with a gasp.
Then he rushed forward again, circling and entangled, the sword's light flashed, and sparks continued to burst out, spreading out like fireflies.
Yan Beihan became fierce and determined to defeat Fang Che in terms of moves.
It is not a good man to use force to suppress others.
I will convince him openly and openly!
Let him remember my fighting ability when he sees me in the future!
So her sword skills are getting faster and faster.
Later, it completely turned into blue wind.
Fang Che also refused to be outdone.
If you are fast, I am also fast. I just want to show you what I am capable of from the front.
Don't think that you are very powerful. What if your family background is good and you have many resources?
I am equally durable!
Let’s see who can’t stand it first!
So a knife becomes faster and faster.
The battle between the two sides was only at the king level, but the combat power displayed was already at the emperor level; and this incomparable speed made many people, including Lian Chenyin Fengyue and others, feel numb in their wrists.
In the blink of an eye, the swords had collided hundreds of times.
This frequency is too fast.
In the crowd, the defeated Leng Yueya stood up with a hideously ugly face, and his two mung bean-like eyes straightened and turned into broad beans.
Leng Yueya murmured to himself: "What the hell...this speed, this frequency, if you use it to do handicrafts, you will be familiar with it..."
"Dangdangdangdang..."
The sound of the collision was not loud, but it was continuous.
Both of them are pushing their speed to a higher level.
Puff puff puff...
I don't know who of the two moved their feet first, so the four long legs started kicking each other.
They were entangled above, and they were entangled below. The bodies of the two people transformed from two whirlwinds into one, entangled and lifted into the sky.
The light and shadow of the sword did not weaken at all.
finally……
There was a bang.
Two blowing sounds sounded at the same time.
Fang Che's big foot kicked Yan Beihan's chest accurately, and Yan Beihan also kicked Fang Che's lower abdomen.
The swords clashed for the last time.
Snap!
Then both of their bodies flew out.
Yan Beihan's cultivation level was much higher than that of Fang Che, and he was also wearing protective clothing. He flew backwards three feet and stopped, then immediately reflected back, with the speed of thunder and lightning, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Fang Che's throat.
..
Fang Che didn't dare to wear any precious clothes, so he was kicked hard in the lower abdomen. Although he had been prepared to receive it on purpose, it still hurt, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his head.
This kick was so cruel that it almost broke Mr. Fang's intestines. He clutched his stomach and lay on the ground in pain.
Without waiting for another move, Fang Che simply raised his hand: "You win!"
Duan Xiyang and Xue Fuxiao said at the same time: "The winner has been decided, Yanbeihan wins!"
Yan Beihan's sword had already reached the door in front of Fang Che, but Duan Xiyang held it in his hand.
"Don't fight."
Yan Beihan was a little unhappy, snorted and sheathed his sword.
"You are at the ninth level of the king level and still defeated, that's all. Do you have to beat the person to death?"
Xue Fuxiao said with a smile.
Yan Beihan would never dare to act recklessly towards Xue Fuxiao, so he said respectfully: "Yes."
The faces of Weiwo Orthodox Sect Feng Yue and others were filled with pride and pride.
Yan Beihan earned his face back hard.
No matter how you say it, even if you are at the ninth level of the King level, you can win the battle at the King level. The reason why Fang Che was able to win before was entirely because there were no tigers in the mountains and the monkey was the king.
Now that the masters appear on the scene, their true colors will naturally appear. This is very obvious.
But the Yingying Yanyans who were watching the battle were dissatisfied: "It's too much of a bully. Just because you are not afraid of being beaten because of your high cultivation level, you just beat them hard, no!"
Fang Che held his stomach, with an expression of forced endurance on his face, stood up, and gasped: "Miss Yan is indeed an unparalleled genius, and I am no match for you."
Yan Beihan knew exactly what happened just now.
Others didn't see it, but she herself understood it completely. The two sides' attacks were basically evenly matched; and in the last kick, she had profound knowledge. After all, she was an emperor-level cultivation, so Fang Che's kick would not hurt her at all.
.
But Fang Che is a real king, and it is also true that he cannot bear his kick.
In fact, he relied on his cultivation to bully others.
She has always been arrogant, how could she take advantage of this for nothing.
He said calmly: "In fact, we should be evenly matched. I am an emperor-level cultivation, and your kick can't kick me. According to your progress, if you reach the emperor-level and are on the same level as me..."
She bit her red lips and was very reluctant to say anything that showed weakness, but she still said it: "I may not be your opponent."
But she then stubbornly added: "I won't slack off when I go back this time, so... you don't have much hope of beating me."
Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang were both a little surprised, obviously they didn't expect Yan Beihan to say these words.
I couldn't help but feel in my heart: This girl's temper is actually cheerful and cute.
I only heard Yan Beihan say: "Your sword is very fast, and the one you use is not a light and fast sword, but a thick-backed sword. If you change it to a sword, it should be faster."
Fang Che nodded: "Thanks for the advice."
Yan Beihan said calmly: "You're welcome, you and I are enemies after all. If we meet at another time, I will still kill you."
"Each other."
Fang Che smiled and said grandly: "Then I wish you and me the best and try to meet you as late as possible."
Yan Beihan smiled inexplicably, his body floated up like a black cloud, misty clouds flashed in the air, and he returned to the stand.
Bi Yunyan caught her and chuckled: "How?"
"Very impressive."
Yan Beihan's face was solemn: "My sword is already considered the fastest among us, but his sword is clearly not a fast sword, but its speed is comparable to mine. He was able to win the championship before by no means relying on trickery or trickery. This time
People have the strength to be a champion.”
She thought deeply and said slowly: "If this person grows up, he will definitely be a big enemy of my teaching."
Bi Yunyan said calmly: "I am somewhat interested in this person."
"interest?"
Yan Beihan frowned.
Bi Yunyan said: "It's what I imagined a man to look like."
Yan Beihan had a dark look on his face and warned: "Yunyan, this is really no joke. Although you and I have noble status, if we make mistakes on this point, we will not be forgiven. Expulsion,
It’s not a joke. By that time, the world will be so big that there will be no place for it.”
"It's not like we didn't have such hot-headed men and women before us. Haven't you heard what happened to them?"
Bi Yunyan smiled and said: "I just said this, why are you nervous? Even though we are hundreds of thousands of miles away, we have to have a chance."
Yan Beihan did not relax, and said: "I admit that this person surnamed Fang is indeed good-looking, and his character, demeanor, and cultivation level are enough to impress him. But you are people from two worlds, and you must be clear-headed."
She doesn't worry about others.
But for Bi Yunyan, Yan Beihan couldn't help but be worried.
Because Bi Yunyan has a calm temperament, and has quite a habit of wandering around.
If he really fell in love with someone from the Guardian and was expelled from the sect, I'm afraid Bi Yunyan wouldn't feel much pain.
And she doesn't care about fame and fortune. It's entirely possible for Bi Yunyan to just find a small valley and start living her life.
So Yan Beihan felt that he had to keep an eye on Bi Yunyan.
If this girl makes a mistake, there's no way she can undo it.
Bi Yunyan whispered: "Do you want me to block it for you while you rub it? Was it flattened by the kick just now?"
Yan Beihan's face turned red, he glared at her angrily and shouted: "Shut up!"
I couldn't help but feel like I really wanted to rub it. Although the kick just now was blocked by the treasure clothes and wouldn't hurt, it was really kicked to the ground for a moment.
But in public, it doesn't work even if someone blocks it.
…
As of now, the entire event has finally come to an end.
Fang Che returned home with a full load.
Now his reward, cotton jade, has been hung around his neck. Two bottles of Danyun Shendan and Tianwang Dan are also in his arms. Two knives and two swords are on his back. On his back is the mountain man who just returned from cutting firewood.
People are ordinary, highlighting a generosity.
But he couldn't get the 10,000 Divine Crystals, so he could only wait until he got back to the headquarters.
Although it is small, 10,000 yuan is quite considerable, and it is not light.
"Dongfang, you and I will meet again next time!"
Yan Nan laughed loudly: "Today is quite enjoyable. Dongfang, have you achieved your goal?"
Dongfang Sansan smiled: "Deputy Chief Master Yan, where is your goal? Has it been achieved?"
The two laughed at the same time, as if both knew what the other was laughing at.
"Walk!"
With a roar, Yan Nan led the senior officials of the Soleistic Orthodox Church headquarters onto the flying boat.
Many young people who believe in self-righteousness can't help but look back when they are about to enter the cabin door of the spaceship.
Looking at the place where Fang Che was surrounded, there was envy and hostility in his eyes.
Show your holiness in front of others and bring glory to the mainland.
It's something everyone wants to do.
But no one had a chance. The man named Fang was really impressive today.
I will definitely kill him someday!
As for Wu Shuang and others who participated in the battle, they had been kicked and beaten many times along the way. All of them looked sad, lowered their heads and did not dare to resist.
Bi Yunyan stood at the cabin door, looking back and looking at Fang Che, a little reluctantly.
But Yan Beihan pushed him in: "Stop looking, didn't you see that he and that Ye Meng were hugging each other? What are you thinking about? You also eat what others eat?"