He knows that the main goal of this guy's deep and shallow sentences is to stab himself.
But there is no way.
Who allowed himself to look away? Who offended someone?
Hearing that Fang Che didn't stop talking, he knew that he couldn't help but hug Fang Che's shoulders and laughed: "I was wrong... okay? I can't help it... okay brother... my brother, I
Blind and blind... I have become a joke, what else do you want from me?"
While holding his shoulders, he slapped Fang Che hard. The slaps on Fang Che's shoulders made a loud noise.
He was a ninth-level Saint King, and he slapped Fang Che's shoulder until it went numb.
With a smile on his face, a word to please, a word to apologize, and a word to threaten. In short, all kinds of methods are used together, and the ultimate goal is: you can't be angry with me.
Of course, Fang Che would not be really angry with him. He squinted his eyes and said angrily: "You have become a joke. Didn't you find it yourself? What does it have to do with me? Well, by the way, my relationship... you...
Do you think it’s pretty good?”
When several squad leaders and the people nearby heard this, they tried their best not to laugh out loud.
It’s rare to see my majestic, elegant, and unrestrained wolf head being attacked like this...
Feng Dao's face turned red and he slapped Fang Che on the shoulder harder: "Hard! So hard! It's so hard! I have to get it!"
"That's okay."
Fang Che said lightly: "I'm really afraid that if I don't have the right relationship... I won't be able to do anything for you..."
Feng Dao laughed and said awkwardly: "Go back and drink?! Brothers, who wants to drink? Guess... the vice-captain has good wine here."
Before the cheers started, Fang Che said: "You said you... don't be embarrassed. I even said the word guanxi and changed it to vice captain. From now on, I will just call you guanxi. You're welcome."
Suddenly the laughter shook the sky.
Feng Dao had a frown on his face, but he was in a happy mood, embarrassed and happy at the same time. His face was red and he kept laughing.
Lang Xin sighed: "Boss, your relationship... I estimate that we can leave an eternal legend in our Guardian Continent."
Feng Dao suddenly woke up and said angrily: "I'm warning you, after I go out, no one is allowed to talk nonsense about me. If anyone does, don't blame me for being rude! My Feng Dao's name cannot be used by you.
Ruined!"
Langya smiled bitterly: "We won't talk nonsense, but whether the relationship will... we can't control it..."
Feng Dao came to his senses, immediately put his arm around Fang Che's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Brother, I will clear your name immediately when I get back, and then we will become sworn brothers immediately. So let the past matter be in the past."
"That won't work."
Fang Che said: "There are so many brothers here, and they want to sworn sworn brothers together. I'm so partial to one, and I'm afraid that others will say that I'm playing tricks again."
Worship together?
Feng Dao's face was twisted.
Eighty percent of the people here are my own children of the Feng family, some direct and some collateral. The youngest one calls me grandpa.
There are also several of my grandparents and uncles in there.
I don’t know how many nephews and grandnephews there are. You want me to become sworn brothers with them?
Isn't this a bastard?
If this goes out, the laborers will be skinned alive by the ancestors of the Feng family, and then grow back and be skinned again, for decades...
Feng Dao put his arm around Fang Che's shoulders and sighed, "Brother, tell me how to fix it."
Fang Che said nonchalantly: "The name Guanxi is very good. I like it very much. I will call it Guanxi for the rest of my life."
Feng Dao was dumbfounded: "Does this mean that you won't be able to survive this life?"
"nonsense!"
Fang Che glared and said, "You can give me the name Guanxi, but I ask you, can I still get this name in this life?"
It's impossible.
Feng Dao knew this well.
He raised his hand and slapped himself several times.
Let me talk you down again!
I haven’t been mean-spirited in hundreds of years, but I was mean-mouthed just once, and the result is a dark history.
If he could go back in time and return to the time when they met in the hall, Feng Dao swore that he would surrender Fang Che, become sworn brothers as soon as they met, and then give him the name of the King of Heaven!
As long as I can prevent myself from being so embarrassed now and leave an allusion to an eternal joke, I can do anything!
But now, it's too late.
From now on, the word "guanxi" will definitely become popular in mainland China.
"What kind of relationship do you have? What kind of relationship is stronger than Feng Dao's relationship?"
Needless to say, this absolutely came out of my mouth.
To do something, you need to find a relationship. Others' instinct is to say: Which relationship? The relationship with Feng Dao or an ordinary relationship?
Feng Dao sighed: "One misstep will lead to eternal hatred."
Langya and the others laughed so hard that their whole bodies softened.
As soon as the relationship was taken action, thirty-one people were killed crazily, especially when the flying knife was revealed, Lang Ya and others immediately saw the life-saving talisman!
Invincible in both distance and close attacks!
He is actually an almighty being. Such a being is simply invincible in this secret realm.
Even if you are much stronger than him, you can still save your life. Moreover, if your teammates are in danger, flying knives can appear anytime and anywhere!
This is simply a super nanny!
Therefore, everyone's excitement has not actually exploded yet. We need to go back to the cave, summarize it, and explore the advantages of this relationship, which is far and near, before it can really explode.
Such an existence is even much stronger than the captain Feng Dao.
Because the wind knife can only ensure that he can kill his opponent at best, but it cannot save people from a long distance and is beyond the reach of a whip.
But the relationship is different.
Everyone gathered around Fang Che and Feng Dao and returned to the cave. Now the cave is still as warm as spring.
The last piece of luck stone is still dissipating heat. Today is only the seventh day, and it will take three days to dissipate. Now, another piece has been added.
There were about 300 people inside who were still practicing hard and didn't know what was going on.
Because when the luck stone is inlaid, it will emit a large amount of spiritual power. This is helpful for cultivation.
"Children!"
Feng Dao let out a lively roar.
Let everyone wake up instantly.
It's been a long time since I've seen Feng Dao so high-spirited, which means he's in an extremely good mood.
If this is the case, then there must be a huge good thing going on.
His eyes widened immediately.
"Drink tonight, drink our vice-captain's good wine, and celebrate the vice-captain's success by the way!"
Feng Dao said excitedly: "The vice-captain achieved one hundred and twenty-four meritorious deeds today with his own efforts. With the addition of a fortune stone, he set a new record for personal battles in our secret realm. It's worth celebrating!"
"Everyone applaud!"
Everyone in the cave looked confused.
One person's effort, one hundred and twenty-four meritorious deeds?
Is this... a fairy?
One person stood up with a grin on his face, a look of disbelief on his face: "Just him? Guanxi? Guanxi killed thirty-one people today? Isn't this impossible? There's a collective plague on the other side?"
"Shut up!"
Feng Dao and several squad captains shouted loudly: "You have to call me deputy captain!"
The three hundred or so people were like ducks struck dumb by lightning, with their eyes wide open and their mouths open, looking confused.
"Welcome to the vice-captain and say a few words. Everyone, croak, croak, croak!" Feng Dao applauded.
The three hundred or so people below all looked at a loss.
He clapped his hands instinctively, with a look of confusion on his face. When did our wolf head become so funny? Haven't we always been elegant and steady? Now... what's happening? Even the croaking croaking came out?
Fang Che came on stage.
He smiled faintly and said very calmly: "It's just a matter of killing the enemy, a lucky achievement, or you usually teach them too many lessons, so they are instinctively afraid and let me take advantage... It may not be the case in the future.
It’s easy, we can’t underestimate the enemy, and we must be prepared to be prepared in the future..."
"But this time we won the rookie battle and got a piece of luck stone, which is considered good luck for us. Due to the contempt of the other party, the three people they sent were not very strong..."
The three hundred people below suddenly realized: Oh...it turns out that I won the newcomer battle.
The cheeks of Fengdao Langya and others next to them were constantly twitching.
Eyes twitching constantly.
Only those who have seen battles on the battlefield with their own eyes can truly understand this feeling: Is this... is this really human talk?
"Of course, I am happy that I won today, so I contributed a few jars of wine and everyone was happy."
Fang Che said: "Of course, I don't know the situation here, so I don't bring much wine. It's up to everyone."
As he spoke, he touched the space ring with his finger.
Bang bang bang, twenty big jars were thrown out.
One hundred pounds per jar.
This is the spiritual wine that Yan Beihan gave him at the beginning. It is the top spiritual wine of the Weiwo Orthodox Sect. Now Fang Che doesn’t have much left.
There are now less than ten altars left in the space ring.
When entering the secret realm, the space ring had enough space, so I didn't throw it out.
"Drinking this bar can increase your cultivation a little bit, so..."
Before Fang Che finished speaking, Feng Dao had already stepped forward: "Spiritual wine?"
"yes."
"How powerful is it?"
"The first time you drink it... it should increase your cultivation by a few years. I mean the external cultivation in general." Fang Che explained.
"How many years of cultivation do you have at this level?" Feng Dao's eyes widened.
"right."
"Grass!"
Feng Dao immediately rushed forward: "This is such a waste. There are about 700 people in total. Let's drink four jars first and keep the others. Each person drinks half a catty first!"
"How can such a good thing be wasted like this?"
For people in the secret realm, once they enter it, they are completely isolated from the world.
Even the richest young master from an aristocratic family can't bring in anything for a few days: there are only five to six hundred people in the smallest secret realm inside.
How many days can your personal supplies last?
Once the door is closed, the minimum is one month. Even if the door is opened, you will go out to get supplies and will be back immediately.
And this place is tens of thousands of miles away from the interior of the mainland...
The shortage of supplies has reached an extreme level.
The supplies sent from the headquarters are certainly good things, but... they are usually mainly for healing and practicing martial arts. Under normal circumstances, they can be basically consumed in less than the first ten days of a month!
If you don't want to consume it, the enemy will force you to consume it.
Wine...even the most common bad wine is a rare commodity here. What's more, spiritual wine?
When he heard that this wine actually had such an effect, Feng Dao felt heartbroken and his liver was trembling.
Wait for the first jar of wine to be opened.
When the rich spiritual energy rushed out like an explosion, Feng Dao regretted it even more and yelled like a miser, wanting to take back two more jars.
But when he stopped, the four jars of wine were already knocked away.
This group of guys hadn't been treated like this for a long time. They all turned a deaf ear and pretended not to hear, opened the wine, and then, with embarrassed smiles on their faces, they unceremoniously held out their own big bowls.
Some people try their best to brush their big bowls with their spiritual energy.
"Hehe, hehe..."
Everyone was laughing sheepishly.
But the desire in his eyes was undisguised.
The aroma of wine is rich.
Many people, whether they were old drunkards or not, were gulping.
Feng Dao's face was livid: "You... you are really wasting... this wine can save lives at critical times!"
Fang Che said: "It's okay, let everyone have a good drink. It's rare to be rich for once."
Feng Dao said angrily: "I won't do this again!"
"In the middle!"
Everyone was immediately filled with joy and joy.
Lang Ya screamed strangely: "Pour the wine!!"
Just move the jar.
Feng Dao roared angrily to maintain order: "Be more steady, half a bowl per person, don't spill it...Don't squeeze me, I'll go to your grandma and don't squeeze!...Are you hungry wolves? The face of the Feng family's children has been ruined.
You’ve lost everything!”
"One team comes first! Half a bowl for each person! Half a bowl! Half a bowl is too much for me!"
"Also, pay homage to the heroic soul!"
The aroma of wine bursts out.
The spiritual energy also suddenly exploded.
Everyone felt comfortable all over before drinking, and many of the injured scars felt itchy and comfortable.
The people in one team were the first, each holding half a bowl of wine and drooling.
His hands were as steady as an eagle's claws, and he didn't dare to let go of a drop.
But the saliva in his mouth became a long river, and some of the saliva dropped into a puddle on the ground before he could swallow it.
"Why don't you drink? Don't you already have this?"
Fang Che asked.
"Hey... wait until everyone has it, let's drink together."
The wolf face smiled and looked at the field.
Fang Che was in awe: "Yes, I can still remember to take care of my comrades."
"That's just one aspect."
The wolf face chuckled: "The main reason is that I drank it all in one gulp, and the others are still... looking at me greedily... and I'm too embarrassed to grab it, so why not drink it together? If everyone is gone, there will be no more worries..."
Fang Che: "...Grass!"
Labor and management were moved.
Finally, everyone has it.
There were also three bowls placed in front of the stone wall.
Fang Che and Feng Dao both had a big bowl filled to the brim.
"Today is a big day!"
Feng Dao said: "Let the vice-captain say a few words and then we'll start."
Everyone's eyes are looking at Fang Che. Please stop making long remarks. I really can't stand it...
Fang Che raised his glass simply: "My words are all in the wine! Cheers!"
With a bang, the atmosphere exploded!
"The vice-captain's speech won my heart!" Everyone laughed.
They all raised their wine bowls and drank it all in one gulp!
I just felt a ball of fire, entering directly from my mouth, and began to nourish the internal organs, meridians all over the body, and an explosive spiritual energy suddenly rushed up from the Dantian.
Everyone shut their mouths fiercely.
The seven orifices were sealed.
For fear of leaking.
They all sat down cross-legged and began to digest. They channeled this huge and pure spiritual energy into their meridians, then circled around for a week and returned to their Dantian, turning it into their own strength.
Everyone's face was red, and their heads were steaming.
After a long time, Feng Dao let out a long breath, pulled Fang Che aside and entered Fang Che's room: "Vice Captain..."
"Let's call it relationship."
Feng Dao's eyes almost popped out, and he rolled his eyes with a choke.
Finally, he calmed down and said, "Okay, this wine... is not simple."
"What's going on?"
"It can strengthen your foundation, deepen your heritage, enhance your cultivation, and broaden your martial arts!"
Feng Dao's face was solemn: "You know, I am a direct descendant of the Feng family, the most direct descendant. I can enjoy whatever good things the family has, although my share is not large..."
"But our Feng family doesn't have wine like yours. Your wine can be used by everyone, including the Holy Emperor, but it can be drunk by people below the monarch level, and even by generals and kings."
"Do you know what this means?"
Feng Dao said solemnly: "This is the opportunity you sent me!"
Fang Che was a little dazed.
Because he didn't know this himself, and it wasn't until Feng Dao talked about it today that he knew what Yan Beihan had given him.
Yan Beihan gave fifty jars of this spiritual wine at once!
Five thousand pounds!
And I gave it back several times later.
This girl is really not stingy... Fang Che thought to himself.
In fact, this kind of wine was specially created by Yan Nan, the deputy head of the Orthodox Church, in order to lay the foundation for his granddaughter.
It brings together the most precious materials in the world.
Because Yan Nan is afraid that his granddaughter will get tired of eating the elixirs, and the medicinal soup still has a smell. If it is all sweet, it will not be good for children, and it is easy to develop a little fat...
Finally decided to make wine.
Anyway, drinking a little wine is not a big deal for the children of Jianghu.
A warehouse of tens of thousands of jars was successfully brewed at one time, and then the warehouse was given to Yan Beihan. In the warehouse, there are also various kinds of wine that Yannan has had over the years...
The reason why Yan Beihan is so generous is because this warehouse... basically belongs to her.
It won't matter if it's empty.
The reason why Yan Beihan gave it to Night Demon was because Night Demon's foundation was too shallow and his background was too thin... Of course, this was in her opinion.
But she naturally didn't expect that Fang Che's wealth had gradually grown to a certain level that he wouldn't need the wine, and Fang Che himself didn't like drinking very much.
They didn’t regard it as anything good at all, they shared it with each other or gave it away...
"Opportunity is just chance."
Fang Che said nonchalantly: "Are we so good men not worthy of so many jars of wine?"
After hearing these words, Feng Dao's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand and began to pat Fang Che's shoulders hard again: "Brother, I will recognize you as a brother for the rest of my life!"
"What you said is so encouraging!"
"But if you say good things about our Feng family members and good men, try to say as little as possible. It will offend people."
Fang Che was stunned: "How?"
Feng Dao looked at him with an idiotic look on his face: "Brother, you didn't do it on purpose, did you? After all these days, you haven't noticed that there are a lot of girls here among us?"
Fang Che was really shocked: "Nvwazi? There are still nvwazi in this?"
Feng Dao: "...You really didn't see it?"
"I never even thought about this!"
Fang Che stared in complete confusion: "There are actually women in a place like this!"
Feng Dao was speechless.
Fang Che was also speechless.
"Not only are there women, but most of them don't even have a husband."
Feng Dao said speechlessly.
"You Feng family are really awesome... What do girls do in a place like this?"
Fang Che was shocked: "Is this where girls come?"
"What are you talking about? As a child of the Feng family, I enjoy family treatment. I have been eating what others can't eat and drinking what others can't drink. Women have the privilege and don't have to fight? What kind of thinking is this? Relationship,
Your patriarchal thinking is really outrageous!"
Feng Dao taught Fang Che a lesson: "Feng family women can still go to the battlefield, can still kill enemies, and can still be famous forever!"
"knew."
Fang Che humbly asked: "Can you point out to me which one is the girl? How come all the girls in your Feng family don't look obvious..."
Feng Dao cursed angrily: "What the hell! Observe for yourself! Isn't it obvious? Did you grow these eyes for peeing?"
Fang Che: "..."
Outside, there was a breath of breakthrough.
Someone actually made a breakthrough under this half-bowl of wine.
Feng Dao suddenly became excited: "Let me see who it is."
Then the breakthrough auras came one after another. An hour later, a dozen people were actually broken through by the sudden spiritual energy.
Each of these people has been fighting here all year round, and their own cultivation has been polished to the extreme. Many of them are only short of a chance to break through.
But as all warriors know, if this opportunity doesn't come, some people may even be stuck for ten years!
The joy after the victory, the relaxation of the mood, the joy of obtaining the luck stone continuously, and the environment becoming warm and comfortable, suddenly drank a bowl of super spiritual wine, and the spiritual energy suddenly exploded in the body...
And the meridians in the body that had been thirsty for a long time suddenly filled up...
Although he knew so many reasons, the sudden breakthrough of more than a dozen people still made Feng Dao excited.
To reach this level of breakthrough, every level is a huge improvement in combat power.
Even if one person improves, it means that this secret realm is safer. Not to mention more than a dozen people at once?
"Relationship, you are the noble person of our Feng family children!"
Seeing so many advanced breakthroughs, Feng Dao burst into tears and held Fang Che's hand: "That's great!"
Fang Che shook his hand and said with a smile: "I am a descendant of your Feng family, this is what I should do!"
"Ah ha ha ha..." Feng Dao vigorously patted Fang Che on the shoulder: "With today, you can treat me no matter how bad you do! Ha ha ha, what is the relationship between us?"
"..."
There were thunderous cheers outside, and everyone was rejoicing from the bottom of their hearts.
Because people who have not made a breakthrough also feel that their cultivation has improved. Including Feng Dao, they all feel the same.
The only person who didn't feel anything was Fang Che. He had already drank too much. Now that he drank this spiritual wine, he could only slightly increase his foundation, but he didn't feel anything at all.
But the vice-captain suddenly gained status.
Everyone has accepted his kindness and benefited from him, how can we not respect him.
Moreover, there was a lot of talk outside about the glorious deeds of the vice-captain relationship and the massacre of more than thirty saint-level masters of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church in one battle.
Those who spoke were elated, and those who listened were shocked.
Looking at Fang Che, his eyes slowly changed from kindness to awe.
Especially in a place like this, it is necessary to use force!
Suddenly the atmosphere became more joyful.
Some were lifted up and thrown into the air, some hugged each other and jumped, and some simply looked up to the sky and screamed...
Fang Che watched with cold eyes and looked carefully.
It seems... are there really women here? A few... are obviously thinner, with thin waists and slightly bulging chests...
It's really not that obvious.
It’s really no wonder that Fang Che has bad eyesight. Firstly, he never thought there would be a woman here. Secondly, in such a cold place, everyone is basically wearing thick clothes. Although they are all advanced warriors, but...
Staying here for a few days may make you look charming, but being here all year round...
You can still wear as much as you can. So everyone is very bloated.
All of them were wearing thick hats, and some even had scarves covering half of their faces.
How can this be seen?
But after being reminded, Fang Che realized that those who covered their faces with scarves were basically suspicious.
Especially the scarf is still red, purple and white, basically the same.
As for the pink scarf, it’s a done deal!
The crazy celebration comes to an end.
Fang Che was on the side, and someone wearing a pink scarf came over. His eyes were excited and he wanted to hug Fang Che to express his gratitude.
"Girl, this is not a good time for hugging. Men and women cannot kiss each other." Fang Che hurriedly dodged.
"girl?"
The pink scarf in front of him blinked and sounded a rich magnetic baritone.
Fang Che: "???"
The pink scarf pulled down her scarf, revealing a rough face and a thick beard like a black brush.
With a surprised look on his face, he said: "Kang, are you too anxious for women? You actually recognized me as a girl? Logically speaking, you shouldn't have, you've only been here a few days?"
The surroundings burst into laughter.
Fang Che had a dark look on his face.
Gritting his teeth, he turned around to look for the wind knife, but the thing was long gone.
He bets.
This was definitely arranged by Feng Dao, the bastard, otherwise, it would make no sense for something like this to happen just after he told me that he had a girl!
But I actually fell into this evil trap!
In the darkness, Feng Dao squatted in the crowd to cover his body, and said with a big beard: "Well done!"
The bearded man showed a proud smile, and Fang Che said: "If the vice-captain can't bear it anymore, brothers will grab one from the opposite side next time, or cut two pieces of meat and make a hole for the vice-captain..."
Suddenly, several voices started to curse together: "Feng Ziqiao! You bastard! What bastard words are you talking about!"
These shrill voices must really be a woman's.
The bearded Fengzi Qiao knelt down and apologized repeatedly: "Third aunt, forgive me, second aunt, forgive me, fifth aunt, forgive me. My nephew said it fast, but actually I didn't mean it..."
The expression on Fang Che's face at this moment is really unbearable to watch...
Finally, everyone started to run out. After all, they had just improved their cultivation level and needed to fight against each other and integrate it with their original combat power, polishing it through repeated efforts.
It's different here than outside. If you suddenly improve your cultivation level, sometimes there will be a flaw. If you can't keep up with your movements or your speed suddenly exceeds the limit, if the enemy catches the flaw, you will be killed in one blow.
There won't be any time to get used to it, so you have to seize the time.
Suddenly there was a banging sound outside.
Fang Che went out to watch, and saw these guys competing with each other. They had no bottom line and were specifically targeting the fatal spot.
Feng Dao crossed his arms and looked aside.
Those who were not up to the mark were given a hard kick in the past, regardless of gender, age, or seniority.
Some Feng Dao had to be called grandpa, aunt, or aunt at home, but he kicked them one after another mercilessly.
Fang Che sighed.
If Feng Xiangdong were to come here and see Grandpa Feng Dao, who he calls "elegant, easy-going, steady, and unrestrained," act like a living bandit, what would he think?
But thinking of Feng Xiangdong, Fang Che suddenly felt that Feng Dao's request to become brothers seemed to have to be considered.
And, sooner rather than later.
What if this guy suddenly breaks through the Holy Emperor one day and is rejected and flies away?
Fang Che frowned and thought.
Feng Dao saw him standing on the edge, suddenly rolled his eyes, and stepped forward: "Vice Captain..."
"Call it a relationship."
"...a good relationship."
The wind knife is also broken, it's up to you.
How can I imagine the thickness of my skin after so many years for a young boy like you?
Push me? Embarrass me?
Embarrassing is embarrassing!
I don't care, as long as I can bring the children of the Feng family alive. If you can guarantee that none of them will die, you can let me kneel down and kowtow to you every day!
"Relationship, do you want to teach these guys a lesson?"
Feng Dao encouraged: "Let them see the unparalleled tactics of the vice-captain!"
Fang Che snorted, rolled his eyes and said: "I only have the fourth-level peak of the Venerable. Although I have a deep foundation and sufficient accumulation, it is not difficult to leapfrog the level to fight the saint. But for these high-level saints, I
My cultivation level is not enough to compete. I will only make a fool of myself. Unless it is a life-and-death fight or a combined effort, I can win. But winning means life and death."
"Then forget it."
Feng Dao shook his head repeatedly.
I gave up the idea immediately.
He could tell that what Fang Che said was entirely true.
In fact, this is the case. Although Fang Che can fight beyond levels, he can also kill high-level saints.
But Fang Che's cultivation level is just as he said. With his current strength at the peak of the fourth level of the Venerable level, he can definitely not fall behind if he can head-to-head with the average genius of the third level of the Saint level.
But if it exceeds the fourth or fifth level of Saint, or even higher, Fang Che's cultivation is not enough.
He can only use super clever moves such as the Hatred Sword, the Blood Spirit Sword, and the Sky-holding Sword, combined with the perfect style, and then the fusion momentum, coupled with the murderous aura of the two super demons, and the two Night Demons.
Great magical skill, kill with one move.
This is his trump card.
This is also the reason why Fang Che takes so long to kill the enemy. The victory is usually determined by a few moves, and he always uses weapons, and basically never uses fists or kicks.
Because it’s basically impossible to beat him with fists and kicks…
A few decisive moves can kill the ninth-level saint. But if there is a fight, Fang Che will consider running away.
Of course, using the blood smoke hand and having blood for him to use is another situation.
For a genius like Xue Yihong, if he reaches the saint level, with Fang Che's current cultivation level, not only will he not be able to win, but he may also lose. It doesn't even need to be too high, as a saint with one or two levels can be stable.
win.
After all, Xue Yihong is also a ruthless character who can reach the fifth or sixth level of the Fighting Saint at the peak of the third level of the Venerable level.
But there are very few geniuses like Xue Yihong in the world.
Thirty may not be found in the entire continent! This still includes the numbers from both the Solipsistic Orthodox Church and the Guardians!
Feng Dao is also an understanding person. Having seen Fang Che take action, he immediately understood what Fang Che said.
This is a killer. Practicing martial arts is definitely not for fitness. His purpose is to kill people!
Thinking of this, Feng Dao asked curiously: "Can I ask? How many people have you killed?"
Fang Che calculated in his mind and said honestly: "More than 100 million?"
"Hehehe..."
Feng Dao stopped talking.
He rolled his eyes and went back to supervise the work.
You think I'm an idiot!
Not to mention killing more than 100 million people, have you ever seen more than 100 million people?
Fang Che watched it for a while, then went back to sleep, polishing his martial arts skills and rehearsing it over and over in his mind.
Since breaking through to the level of the Venerable, he can clearly feel that his cultivation has not slowed down, but the amount of spiritual energy required to reach the level of the Venerable is too great.
The first level requires much more spiritual energy than the first level. This is very obvious!
Especially now that I have been at the fourth level of the Venerable level for a long time, but I still haven't broken through to the fifth level.
The fourth level of the Venerable level has basically entered the threshold of the middle level of the Venerable level. Compared with the first, second and third levels, the spiritual energy required is more than double.
This made Fang Che completely calm down and calm down.
Anyway, it’s only been half a month since there was any breakthrough, so there’s no rush.
If others knew about it, they would be jealous beyond recognition: most people will be stuck here for at least several years when encountering this kind of situation, and it is very possible for them to be stuck here for decades or even hundreds of years.
You haven’t made a breakthrough in half a month, but it’s too slow...
Fang Che lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and his whole mind entered a void.
in mind.
The underworld marksmanship is constantly being practiced. From time to time, perfect marksmanship will fly out from the corner, merge into new marksmanship, then repel each other, separate again, and then another move will enter again, starting to merge from all angles...
After a long time.
Mingshi floated out from the gun body, panting loudly with his mouth open, exhausted.
In the consciousness martial arts field, he has been replaced by Hades.
Then the Emperor of the Underworld, the Underworld, and the Underworld Spirit all took turns, and Fang Che began to practice various exercises, using the Infinite Sutra to activate them once, then activate their respective exercises once, and then use the Infinite Sutra to baptize them again...
In the dantian, the spiritual energy turned into rain and continued to fall drop by drop.
Every time it falls, I can feel my soul trembling faintly, which is the faint sound of the great avenue that is constantly roaring.
Feng Dao passed by Fang Che's room and could feel the aura of understanding martial arts.
So he quietly lowered the curtain at Fang Che's door.
The rooms here have no doors, only a thick curtain that completely covers the ground. When you lower the curtain, it is pitch black - there is not even a window inside.
Feng Dao walked out, and everyone continued to hone their martial arts skills.
"The other person should be very honest these two days."
"When he said that he had killed more than 100 million people, his expression was very calm. It was as if he had drank a bowl of cold water."
Feng Dao said: "I was laughing at that time, but since he finished speaking, I have been thinking about his expression. Because when I laughed, he glanced at me."
"How to say?"
"That look is like a person from a big city looking at an old man who has never seen the world. Or it's like the look in the eyes of a smart person who gives the correct answer but is questioned and looks at a fool."