The crowd split into an avenue, and a young man, surrounded by guards, stepped forward and said to them with a smile.
Looking at Fang Fan with a smile on his face, Xiahou and Chen Gong had extremely complicated expressions.
Especially Chen Gong, during this period of lurking, he had a deeper understanding of Ning'an Village, which made his attitude toward Fang Fan more complicated.
"But Gongtai, if you cut your hair and shave your beard, you look even more handsome. I almost didn't recognize you."
After saying this, Fang Fan stepped forward and said casually.
"How about it? Are you interested in coming to my place and giving it a try?"
Xiahou and Chen Gong didn't speak, they just looked at each other coldly, but Fang Fan didn't care. He walked a little further and said casually.
"Gongtai, you should have some understanding of modern knowledge, otherwise you wouldn't have done something like cutting your hair and shaving your beard, which was considered outrageous in ancient times.
Then you should also understand that in modern times, it is common for employees to change jobs and change companies if they are not used to staying in this company. No one will discriminate or look down on them, because this is normal.
So don’t have those scruples, because there’s really no need.”
Fang Fan spread his hands and persuaded.
At this time, Xia Hou looked at the distance between Fang Fan and himself, his eyes narrowed, and a bold idea came to his mind.
Seeing Fang Fan's casual movements and remembering how much his lord valued him, Xiahou's eyes gradually became determined.
Without making a sound, the ground beneath his feet sank slightly, and the huge recoil caused Xiahou to rush towards Fang Fan at high speed.
The heavy broad-backed sword made a harsh whistling sound, and all the strength of Xiahou's body was leaned on this sword.
The momentum, the strength of the whole body, the gravitational potential energy and other forces are concentrated on the broadsword, and the surface of the broadsword is still faintly shrouded in white light. This is Xiahou's peak sword.
Fang Fan looked at Xia Hou who was rushing towards him, shook his head with a smile, put his hands behind his back, and showed no intention of resisting.
Seeing this, Xiahou was overjoyed, and his speed increased a little, and the sword was about to fall.
Xia Hou was confident that as long as this sword fell, he would be able to split Fang Fan's body in two evenly from head to tail.
And if you kill Fang Fan, you will have no regrets even if you die!!!
Abandoning distracting thoughts, Xiahou's eyes were full of determination, leaving no room for error. He concentrated all his life on this sword.
Five meters...four meters...three meters....
Fang Fan was right in front of him, and the strong wind brought by the thick-backed sword had already blown on Fang Fan's face, causing him a slight pain.
But Fang Fan still raised his head and looked at the determined Xia Hou with dull eyes.
At this moment, a sharp and harsh sound sounded.
Clang!!!
A spear appeared in front of the sword, its tip facing the awn, and a huge force poured out, causing the thick-backed sword to fall slightly.
Immediately afterwards, two short halberds appeared and struck the broadsword hard, sending the broadsword and Xiahou flying out.
Xiahou, who was in the air for maximum power, had no ability to fight back. He could only watch Fang Fan getting further and further away. The two meters before him were like a chasm that could never be crossed.
Xiahou, who was in the air, suddenly heard a roar, and a spear stabbed under him like a poisonous dragon horn, trying to kill him.
In desperation, he reluctantly swung the sword, causing his body to spin, and the sword in turn hit the spear.
Ding!
There was a crisp sound, and the spear was bent under the pressure and was about to break, but it still bounced up suddenly, sending Xiahou flying.
Soon after, a slender figure rushed out, and a pair of daggers were held in reverse. The cold light danced, and Xiahou felt a cold on his wrist, and the big knife in his hand flew out.
"drink!"
Dian Wei shouted loudly, jumped up high, and hit Xiahou's waist with his knee. He concentrated all his strength on the short halberd in his hand and dropped it.
Click!
Xiahou was like a big bird with broken wings, falling in the sky.
call out!
A shrill whistle sounded, and the short spear in Li Yang's hand came out of his hand at some point, and flew out wrapped in a golden light.
Everyone only saw a flash of golden light, and Xiahou flew back at several times the speed before and was nailed to the wall with a muffled sound.
Bang!
The thick-backed sword fell to the ground with a clang, while Fang Fan clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes calm and calm.
Chen Gong looked at Xia Hou who was instantly defeated, with a bitter look on his face, while the ten soldiers on the side were stunned.
what happened?
Dian Wei walked up to Jin with his two halberds in hand. There was no trace of happiness on his face, but instead he was full of doubts.
"Why are you so weak?"
Hearing this, the gasping Xiahou's eyes widened, as if he had been humiliated.
"According to what my lord said, your reputation in history is not weak, and I have heard of your reputation as Xiahou.
Just a while ago, my lord said that you are not weaker than me, but now you are vulnerable."
"Dian Wei, not everyone has a large number of spiritual objects for cultivation.
Even if they have the same qualifications and the same skills, their final strength may not be the same.
When you practice cultivation, you are cultivating the land of wealth lovers. With how many precious resources you have piled up on your body, you will naturally be far stronger than him."
"No resources? Didn't they also occupy a large area on the island in the middle of the lake? Where are the spiritual resources on it?"
Li Yang smiled playfully and patted Dian Wei on the shoulder.
"Do you think everyone is the master?"
As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows at Fang Fan, leaving Fang Fan quite speechless.
Hearing the conversation between the two of them, Chen Gong's clenched hands weakly relaxed, while Xia Hou's eyes dimmed and fell into deathly silence.
Dian Wei looked at Xiahou, his eyes full of pity, and a sigh of unknown meaning came from his mouth.
"well."
"Dian Wei, don't let him suffer humiliation. Give him a good time."
"Yes, lord."
Dian Wei recovered, shouted in a deep voice, stepped forward, looked at Xia Hou, and raised the short halberd in his hand.
When Xia Hou heard this, he looked at Fang Fan with a hint of gratitude in his eyes, and then fell into darkness.
While everyone's attention was focused on Xiahou, the ten Cao Cao soldiers looked at each other, and the leader quietly gave an order, and then suddenly violently broke out.
The target was not Fang Fan, but Chen Gong, who was standing aside, almost defenseless.
Several daggers fell on Chen Gong, and the severe pain made him react. He turned around and looked at the people who attacked him in disbelief, his eyes full of shock.
The soldier's cold dagger slashed through Chen Gong's body, leaving a series of hideous wounds.
"You dare!"
Dian Wei next to him burst out with intense anger, as if he was venting something. He swung a pair of short halberds wildly, smashing one soldier after another to pieces.
Seeing this, the other soldiers quickly fled in all directions, but at some point, the open space was surrounded by a cloud of military souls. The soldiers who trespassed into the army's range only felt their bodies sink, and were subdued without the ability to resist.
The severe pain caused Chen Gong's mood to fluctuate a bit, and he clearly felt that his life was flowing away crazily.
He knew that before long, his life would be blown away by the wind like a candle in the wind.
"Hurry, save people quickly."
"Li Yang, hold his mouth, open it, hurry up..."
Listening to the voices next to him, Chen Gong's consciousness fell into a dead silence.
It's a bit ironic to be killed by one's own people and saved by the enemy...
