"Beheading to death?"

Fan Xuan was stunned and then shouted loudly: "Mr. Siming, your actions are not in accordance with the rules!"

Song Siming said coldly: "The rules are determined according to the times and will be changed at any time. You and other scholars are pedantic and rigid, which is sad and ridiculous."

The wind blew up and the situation was not good.

Fan Xuan realized the problem and immediately drew his sword in his hand and posed in a defensive posture.

Fan Yuan followed suit and raised his sword, but it was connected to the scabbard. He didn't pull out the blade. He held the hilt of the sword and was shaking slightly.

Chen Tang couldn't see it, and strode over and said, "Borrow a sword."

He had never learned swordsmanship, but he thought that he might have some effect on putting weapons in his hand.

"Huh, so light?"

After easily snatching the sword, Chen Tang felt strange and reached out to draw the sword. When he saw the thin wooden sword body, he couldn't help but laugh and cry.

What this guy has with him is actually a light wooden sword for children to play with.

Fan Yuan blushed and murmured: "I haven't practiced swords yet..."

He was born in a wealthy family, but he didn't like martial arts, so he had to be a woman, eat, drink and have fun. After taking the exam for the juren, he was qualified to wear a sword, so he brought the sword on his body to add momentum. However, the real sword was too heavy and tired, so he made people cut a wooden sword, wrapped it with real leather scabbard, inlaid with several gems, and looked very jewel-like. It was very popular for some ignorant girls to admire, admire, and even secretly send misfortune.

If you don’t pull out the sword, you won’t know that it’s gold and jade, but it’s a broken catkin.

Chen Tang returned the sword to him, thinking that he had to rely on fists and feet.

call!

A paper-breaking man rushed over, with a very fast speed, making a whimpering sound that broke through the air.

"Help!"

Fan Yuan was shocked and quickly turned around and wanted to go upstairs.

This paper-making man looks fragile and thin, vulnerable, but when activated, it looks extremely weird. If you are hit by it, it will be unpleasant.

Bang!

Fan Yuan, who had just stepped on the two-story wooden ladder, was hit on the back by the paper-killing man. He screamed, spit out blood, then rolled down and fainted.

However, after the collision, the paper-breaking man seemed to be backfired. Blue smoke emerged from his snow-white body, and soon flames flew into ashes.

Chen Tang's eyes narrowed: This guy has the protection of his body with an official spirit...

It turned out that Fan Yuan was born into a big family. After passing the exam for the Juren three years ago, he became a ninth-rank official who was a clerk under the arrangement of his family. Although he was just a idle position to receive a salary, the official was an official. After three years, the aura he had developed was much stronger than that of Chen Tang, a new Juren who had just passed the exam.

And every piece of paper is skewed into the human body, and there is a ray of yin energy that can reveal the strangeness.

At this time, in a dangerous situation, Chen Tang entered the mysterious state without distraction. In his sight, he saw a gray-black aura lingering on the surface of the paper-branched human body.

However, the sword box carrying this aura was not moving or still.

Chen Tang suddenly understood that the two powerful and powerful appearances in the sword box before, and the evil spirits were not caused by the aura, but by the soul.

Every evil spirit body will have a core of a "ghost".

But these paper-made people, as well as the slaughtered men I met before, belong to the category of "tools", which is equivalent to puppets controlled by evil spirits. They have no souls, so the sword box is unconscious and ignores it.

Seeing Fan Yuan seriously injured by the impact, Fan Xuan did not move. He could not go to rescue him because there were two paper-cut people staring at him not far away.

Those four eyes were clearly just depicted with a pen, but just now, they had a bit of agility and were very mysterious.

Whoosh!

A piece of paper flew over, targeting Chen Tang.

Whoosh!

The other two paper-breaking men started almost at the same time and rushed towards Fan Xuan.

Fan Xuan waved his sword in his hand and came up to fight.

Just now, Song Siming had already made the point clear, killing a living person, turning it into a dead person, and then taking the City God exam. This is clearly a forced person to go on the road and is rather unreasonable - but then again, reasoning with a dead person is a false proposition in itself.

There is no way out, and you can only fight your life and maybe you can still gain a glimmer of hope.

Fan Xuan was originally a decisive person. As the legitimate son of the family, he had inheritance, struggle and tempered things, and had his own means and character to do great things. When he was upstairs, he assassinated Fan Yuan’s maid Xiaohuan with a sword. Later, he found out that he was deceived by evil spirits and stabbed wrongly, so he remained unchanged.

Now that Fan Xuan remembered this, he felt a little shocked, thinking that it was probably a routine specially arranged by Song Siming.

He was tricked...

Fan Xuan's swordsmanship is good, his moves are beautiful, and he is engaged in dealing with two paper-making people. He is not in line with each other for a while, but he can hold on to the scene. He glances at him and sees Chen Tang's Kung Fu. After seeing it, he can't help but be stunned-

A paper-breaking man rushed towards Chen Tang, and Chen Tang punched him out directly.

Bang!

The yin energy lingering around the paper-killing man's body was swollen, and there were traces of disorder, which drove the paper-killing man and floated backwards.

Chen Tang strode to catch up with him, and he had another claw.

laugh!

The broken and crisp sound, the five fingers were vigorous, piercing straight into the chest and abdomen of the paper man, and suddenly crushed the bamboo piece that was the skeleton of the body.

After another stroke, the entire paper-breaking man was torn apart, divided into two halves, fell to the ground, and lost the weirdness, which was two fragile paper-breaking man.

“So awesome…”

When Fan Xuan saw it, he exclaimed and said to himself: It turns out that this is the so-called master who doesn’t show his appearance. No wonder he dares to travel alone and challenge the underworld. With such martial arts, he is at least a fifth-level or above in the inner family!

So young and so amazing, could it be that he was born into a wealthy family?

Fan Xuan was already wondering in his heart whether there was a prominent Chen family in Panzhou.

After a little distracted, he was almost stabbed by a paper-killed arm. He barely avoided it and quickly stabbed it with his sword.

It is already difficult to fight against two, but if you are distracted, problems will be easily arise.

The paper-breaking person itself is not worthy of fear. What is terrible is the ray of yin energy that is possessed by it.

As long as the yin energy does not dissipate, the weirdness will not be destroyed, making the fragile paper-breaking person have huge power and ghostly speed.

Chen Tang broke a piece of paper and pierced a man between two moves. The key is that under his fist and claws, he used his strength to shake off the yin energy.

"good."

Song Siming praised expressionlessly, and still stood there with his hands on his back. In his opinion, these paper-killing people manipulated with yin energy are just his game methods, and they are trying to test.

Swish swish swish swish!

The remaining three paper-breaking people were all inspired and besieged Chen Tang from three directions.

Chen Tangyiran was not afraid, and punched and kicked, and started a big fight.

This battle was the one he could let go of his hands and feet and fight the most vividly since he practiced martial arts.

The last time he faced the stronger Five Demons, Chen Tang, attacked him first. No matter what, he was a little unfair. Now facing three paper-breaking people, one against three, he felt like he was fighting wooden men in the martial arts field. The difference is that wooden men will not move and have almost no practical value.

During the fierce battle, Chen Tang kicked a piece of paper-killing man in the air and cut it into pieces. He cut it with his palm and cut it into half:

"happy!"
Chapter completed!