Something happened to Zhao Yinger!

Immediately take out a Danyun Shendan and press it under the tongue.

Be prepared to fight tooth and nail immediately!

With the long knife in his hand and his waist raised, he turned into a line of smoke and rushed forward like a ghost.

…

Lao Xia placed Zhao Ying'er in front of a pine tree, pulled out the long sword and threw it aside. He didn't care about the blood flowing on her chest and let her lean against the tree. He said with a cruel smile: "Okay, you are fierce enough! I can't play with you."

, I also want you to see how your Deacon Fang died! Don’t worry, just lean on it like this, and you will see it whether you live or die!"

Zhao Ying'er's eyes dimmed and she murmured: "Devil!..."

But her eyes were anxiously looking towards the way they came.

You don't want to come.

Don't come.

Just then...

In Zhao Ying'er's expectant eyes, something seemed to flicker in mid-air.

Lao Xia immediately stood up, holding a knife, and said loudly: "Deacon Fang, your sweetheart is about to die, why don't you come out and say a few words?"

Suddenly.

In the eyes of Zhao Yinger, who was half lying down.

In the eyes of Lao Xia who was standing.

Suddenly there was a sun in the sky. It rose under the setting sun of the western mountains!

Thousands of rays of light!

That was... a brilliant sword light!

The power of the sun!

Sword of the Sun!

It was the sword intention left by Ningxue Sword Rui Qianshan when Fang Che was in Tianren Martial Academy!

Fang Che showed it without reservation.

The body and sword merge into one, heading straight towards Lao Xia!

There was a loud bang, and Lao Xia's body was thrown backwards. Fang Che spit out a mouthful of blood with a scream. At the same time, with a rush of spiritual power, the Danyun Divine Pill under his tongue rolled down his throat, but his body was also shocked.

Fly back.

But he had already calculated the angle, and as soon as he retreated directly to Zhao Ying'er's side, he stuffed a Danyun Divine Pill into Zhao Ying'er's mouth without hesitation.

"Swallow it!"

Fang Che drank in a hoarse voice, not daring to speak because of the medicine in his mouth.

Then he rolled his body, jumped up suddenly, kicked off his feet, and the Sword of the Sun merged with his body and sword again!

After just one collision, Fang Che knew it in his mind.

Marquis Wu!

The opponent is definitely a Wuhou, and his rank is not very high.

But...even if the opponent's level is not high, he cannot match his current level 3 handsome level strength.

Of course he can fight beyond the level, even if he is a ninth-grade handsome man, he will feel no pressure to kill by himself.

But Wuhou has crossed the great rank.

With Fang Che's current level 3 handsomeness, he still can't resist.

"Only one product missing!"

Fang Che was filled with hatred.

If he were a fourth-grade handsome man now, with the power of his compressed dantian spirit mist, he could definitely kill this guy in front of him!

But now, he is at a disadvantage.

If the time of action now is noon, and I use the power of the sun to send out the sword of the sun, the effect will be much better than now.

But now it is dusk, and the sun has almost no power.

Lao Xia was knocked back by the sword and rolled two feet away. A mouthful of blood spurted out and he immediately stood up. Fang Che's second sword had already arrived!

“What a good deacon Fang!”

Lao Xia roared angrily: "It's really hidden!"

With a flip of the sword, he attacked with all his strength.

Bang bang bang bang, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves have passed.

Fang Che came up by surprise and shocked Lao Xia, but after all, Lao Xia's background was much higher than Fang Che's. Now he was breathing calmly. Under the desperate fight, Fang Che was slowly falling behind.

This Lao Xia's moves are not as exquisite as Fang Che's swordsmanship, but they are powerful and powerful.

Fang Che's sword only needed to be blocked by his sword, and he would probably be able to fly out immediately.

Lao Xia knew this, and Fang Che also knew it.

Therefore, Lao Xia would rather fight to get injured and strike Fang Che's sword first, or find an opportunity to block Fang Che's sword.

But Fang Che would not let Lao Xia succeed no matter what.

The long sword whizzed with sword wind, and as soon as the sword tip was released, it hit the throat, chest and lower vagina.

Never let the other side have the possibility of 'killing him with injury'!

Oh, the monthly ticket is 9,600, and I am still 400 short of my wish of 10,000 votes. Surprisingly!... Is there any chance of it coming true?
Chapter completed!