Chapter 233 Hate Heavenly Sword

Fan Tiantiao froze.

He really doesn't believe this!

"laugh……"

Fang Che sneered, turned around and left.

"Why are you going?"

"Excuse me, go home and have dinner."

"Shall I buy you a drink?"

"No time!"

Fang Che's figure disappeared in front of him, leaving only one sentence: "When you get used to days like this, you will never get used to the bloody storm again... You just eat and wait to die!"

Fan Tiantiao had just chased him two steps away when he heard these words and suddenly felt like five thunders were hitting his head.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Fang Che's words sounded like a bell in his heart.

When you get used to such days, you will never get used to the bloody storm again.

No wonder I haven't been promoted in the past few years.

Have I slacked off?

Do people from the Demon Sect think about the bloody storms anytime and anywhere?

Chen Ruhai, wearing sealed shoes, appeared behind him: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Fan Tiantiao felt a little depressed and said, "Are we too comfortable now?"

Chen Ruhai smiled: "Why, those who come to do ideological work to find out the bottom have their mentality affected by other people's work?"

Fan Tiantiao shook his head and said nothing.

"Let's go have a drink."

"I'm not going."

Fan Tiantiao looked down at Chen Ruhai's shoes in disgust and shook his head like a rattle: "I want to go back to practice."

"I won't let you lick my feet...what the hell..."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Tiantiao had disappeared.

"...what the hell!"

Chen Ruhai also left cursing.

…

When Fang Che returned to the Xianshi Residence, Ye Meng had already prepared the food and served it hot.

"Sir, are you tired from guarding the main hall?"

"How can you get tired after just eating and waiting to die?"

"ah?"

"Ah what? How advanced are you in cultivation?"

"It's almost nine."

"So slow! Hurry up and break through to the handsome level. If you can't break through within two months, I will sell you..."

After thinking about it, I couldn't be sold into a brothel now that I was a general.

So he changed his words: "I will drive you away."

Ye Meng listened with a smile and said: "Yes, yes, the young master scares me to death. I will definitely work hard. Okay, okay, let's eat."

"Well... go ahead."

Fang Che felt that he was becoming less and less intimidating in front of Ye Meng. Now, when he tried to scare her, the little girl's tone of promise was a bit perfunctory.

I couldn't help but think about what Dongfang Sansan said about pampering women.

Thinking about the pros, cons and doubts, I finished my meal reluctantly and went to the study.

Then bring in a brazier.

Take out the book of swordsmanship that Sun Yuan mentioned.

Sure enough, the material was unique. It was neither gold, nor jade, nor copper, nor paper. It looked a bit like the fur of an unknown monster, but the texture was hard enough to make it look like some kind of metal.

Very thin.

There is not a single word on the title page.

Fang Che tore it with his hands, but it couldn't be damaged. He added a little more force, but it still couldn't be damaged. He added more force, and it was enough for Wu Zong, but it still couldn't be damaged.

"It's really hard enough."

He nodded and stopped trying.

This booklet is very thick, with more than thirty pages.

There are about ten pages on the top, all of which have been opened, but the ones below seem to be condensed into one. Sun Yuan must have tried his best to open them, but he still didn't open them.

And the ten...three pages opened above.

It’s Sun Yuan’s Thirteen Feitian Swordsmen.

Fang Che slowly put the book into the brazier, put his fingers into the fire, and opened the title page. Sure enough, after encountering the high temperature, a figure immediately appeared on the book, dancing with a knife.

His movements were exactly what Sun Yuan taught him about the Thirteen Flying Swordsmen.

The trick is indeed exquisite.

Fang Che confirmed what he learned every move, and it turned out to be exactly the same.

However, the violent evil spirit that day was no longer there.

Fang Che thought for a moment.

Evil spirit?

Then he took the booklet out of the brazier.

The evil spirit in the communication mind condenses on the fingers and is wiped off on the title page of the booklet.

The evil spirit came into contact with the book, and suddenly a gray light flashed, and then the whole book suddenly changed.

It becomes yellow and dazzling.

The evil spirit wanders on the title page, like a small dark dragon.

A sense of evil suddenly appeared.

It explodes vigorously, getting thicker and thicker.

And writing began to appear on the title page.

"Hate the Heavenly Sword!"

Fang Che was shocked.

Hate the Heavenly Sword.

How much hatred does this person have in his heart to get this name? Moreover, it takes such a strong evil spirit to open this book of swordsmanship!

If an ordinary person or even someone who has killed less people gets this book of swordsmanship, they will never be able to see the real secret for the rest of their lives!

Then he opened the title page, and the evil spirit continued to pour into it.

The original manual of Feitian Sword Technique on the first page is no longer available.

Instead, there are dense handwritings.

"My name is Sun Wutian, which means Wutian who has no king, no father, no earth and no heaven."

"... Although my grandson's family is not a powerful martial arts family in mainland China, it has a poor reputation. However, the money in the family has brought disaster, and the family was wiped out by strong men overnight. My parents, wife, and children died unexpectedly. The whole family is full of young and old, and no chickens or dogs are left. I went out.

Visiting a friend, when I return, I have no home."

"...he committed himself to martial arts and vowed to avenge blood; he traveled all over the green mountains, and finally found the opportunity to enter the Gu God, and joined the Soli religion; he finally learned the invincible method, and in one night, he slaughtered thirteen enemy cities and wiped out nine million people.

Only then will we realize that those who have found the wrong enemy and killed my family are not the guardians, but my sect."

Fang Che looked at it and was shocked in his heart.

Sun Wutian.

Sure enough it was him!

But although this guy is extremely cruel, he is also extremely unlucky.
To be continued...