"Is this the "Eighteen Swords and Swords" that was famous in the Three Prefectures? As the rumor says, "The sword is not a sword, the sword is not a sword" reversing Yin and Yang, which is difficult to guard against!"

Zhang Dingtian commented.

"Haha... If the old brother thinks this way, he will be wrong!"

Fang Ming's voice came from the sword light and sabers. At this moment, he still had the spare energy to speak.

Tang Yuan's face changed and his tricks became tighter, but no matter how he activated it, Fang Ming was like a swimming fish, freely traveling through the sword, always avoiding the past at the critical moment.

"Swords are just appearances! In fact, swords are still swords, swords are still swords! If you can't see this clearly, it will be quite troublesome to deal with them!"

While speaking, Fang Ming's figure had already flew out of the field and sat next to Zhang Dingtian.

‘This man’s martial arts are somewhat similar to that of the lord Gongsun Zhi, who is in chaos with Yin and Yang, so what if he doesn’t know the master of the divine weapon?’

"What are you doing? I haven't lost yet!"

Tang Yuan roared angrily.

"Oh...Nephew, come here!"

Li Shisong pointed to Tang Yuan's black sword and golden sword, "Look at this place!"

When Tang Yuan saw the words on the blade, he was stunned. He saw that the black sword on the right said "Practice again". The handwriting seemed to be engraved with finger force. There were two words "Ten Years" on the left golden sword. Together, it would be practiced for another ten years!

Tang Yuan's face turned gray and he took several steps in a row.

He asked himself that he had just danced his sword so hard that he could not splash it in. Ordinary people would be cut off when they pressed their fingers, but Fang Ming could still write freely. This skill was beyond him.

"Ten years? Haha... I'm afraid in another hundred years, I'm not your opponent..."

Tang Yuan waved his hand and left with his fists, his face feeling very desolate.

"Haha... Young Master Fang, it seems that I underestimate you. You are indeed qualified to fight He Renlong!" Li Shisong's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

...

"Oh... brother, you..."

After leaving the Governor's Office, Zhang Dingtian wanted to speak but stopped.

"Haha... I also know that this time I will inevitably make the Governor unhappy, and there is another enemy of the Divine Soldier..."

Fang Ming twisted the ends of his hair gently with a smile on his face: "But Tang Yuanxin is arrogant. Even if I give in, I'm afraid I won't appreciate it. Instead, I will gain a better attitude. If that's the case, why should I feel wronged?"

"Oh... the world!"

Zhang Dingtian sighed and suddenly laughed again: "That Tang Yuan's spirit was broken, and his martial arts might have greatly regressed. Today, my brother has greatly increased the might of the martial arts world in Kangzhou. Come! When we go to the Golden Feng Xiyu Building, let me invite you a few drinks!"

"Then I'll be disrespectful!"

Fang Ming smiled and joined hands with Zhang Dingtian to come to the Golden Feng Xueyu Building.

Zhang Dingtian is a wealthy family and a master hero. He is extremely generous. He immediately asked for a full table of tables, opened five cauldrons in a row, and fucked nine big bowls with Fang Ming in one breath.

"Good wine!" Fang Ming praised: "The fragrance is clear and sweet, and it is sweet and strong. If it weren't for the old brother's face, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to drink this kind of good wine..."

"Brother, joking..."

Zhang Dingtian had a blush on his face. At this time, he was drunk and opened his chest and held the wine jar, as if a drunken arhat: "With my brother's face, how dare the old man Fuyunzi not try his best to entertain him... Alas... It's a pity that the old boy is not here today, otherwise we should be able to drink his 100-year-old wine, which is much higher than this 100-year-old wine. It is only available in heaven, and it is rare to hear it in the world..."

"Haha... Zhang Dingtian, it is not a good man to say bad things behind his back..."

The door suddenly opened, and a sloppy Taoist walked in. His figure was dry and thin, like a mud monkey, but his eyes were shining, which was extremely extraordinary.

He laughed and scolded first, then bowed to Fang Ming: "It is rare that the sword and sword come together with Zhang Daxia. The path has not been far away to welcome him. It is rude and rude..."

"You don't have to say anything about it. If you really want to apologize, then take out those two kinds of wines!"

Zhang Dingtian said with a smile.

"Haha... I knew you were still thinking about it!"

The old Taoist Fu Yunzi laughed: "I'm just saying honestly to you, and I'm also in the face of Young Master Fang..."

He clapped his hands, and immediately two servants came up with two small green wine jars.

"good!"

A hook seemed to pop out of Zhang Dingtian's eyes, and he slapped off the mud seal with his palm, and a fragrance of fruits overflowed.

"People in the mountains and fields should try the rough wine they brew!"

Fu Yunzi slapped the wine jar, and a green water arrow shot out from the jar. The dragon sucked water and leaped the wine, and then fell into the wine glass in front of Fang Ming. After filling it, it didn't leak a drop.

"Okay, this move has entered the realm of transformation!"

Fang Ming looked at the hundred fruit wine again, but he saw that the color turned green and green, with a strong fruity aroma, but it was mixed but not messy, and it was even better than the previous fine wine.

"Haha... Brother Fang, this Fuyunzi nicknamed Kangzhou Baixiaosheng, he ranked the Qianlong list, and his subordinates even have tens of thousands of hyacinths and spies, and his eyes and ears are all over Kangzhou, and there is almost nothing he doesn't know!"

Zhang Dingtian laughed, but his movements were not slow at all. He drank half a jar in a blink of an eye, which made Fu Yunzi's face hurt extremely.

"It's true that wine is good!"

Fang Ming raised his glass and finished it, and suddenly felt the fragrance of his teeth and cheeks. After the fire line entered his abdomen, his limbs were warm: "It seems to be of great help to the warrior!"

"Not bad! The martial arts and intelligence of the old Taoist are just small Taoists, and their only hobby is brewing wine... This wine is made by the old Taoist taking the essence of a hundred fruits and the life spirit ape. It can kill five insects, increase the internal energy of the internal organs, strengthen muscles and bones, and is of great benefit to ordinary acquired martial artists. Unfortunately, our internal cultivation method is no longer helpful except for real treasures of heaven and earth. This wine is just a temptation to exert the taste of the mouth..."

Fu Yunzi said, as if he was very depressed and shook his head regretfully.

"Hehe... Fu Yunzi, you are not going to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. What news did you get when you come this time?"

Zhang Dingtian held the wine jar and kept putting it on, as if he was a cute porcelain doll. Although he was drunk on his face, he had a hint of joking in his eyes.

"This is natural!"

Fu Yunzi said seriously: "As soon as the young master Fang made a move, this competition with the 'Dragon among the People' He Renlong is probably a grand event that I have never had in Kangzhou for ten years. The old Taoist is not talented and wishes he could meet his grandeur..."

"Hehe... I understand what you mean. Did Jinfeng Xiyulou also want to have an exclusive interview? Just relying on these jars of wine? I'm afraid it's not enough. If you have another twenty jars of wine, I will..."

"Twenty jars?" Fu Yunzi blew his beard and glared: "You don't know how difficult it is to brew this wine. The old Taoist has not added up to it yet..."

"Haha... don't joke anymore, two..."

Fang Ming's face turned solemn: "I am also going to invite a few famous people to watch the ceremony. The Taoist priest can come naturally, but I also have something to ask the Taoist priest..."

"Don't worry..." Fu Yunzi's eyes rolled: "The old Taoist Jinfeng Xiyulou was originally in the intelligence business. At the latest tonight, the appearance, deeds, martial arts, and even the battle to become famous will be placed on your desk..."

"actually……"

Fu Yunzi suddenly smiled mysteriously: "If I want to find out, I will have an excellent opportunity now!"

"Chance?"

Fang Ming thought something and opened the window.

"Senior Brother He, please!"

Looking out from the window, Tu Qianjue was leading a young swordsman in with a pleasing smile on his face.

The young swordsman looked no more than thirty years old, and seemed to feel something at this time, and his eyes stabbed towards him like a sword.

At this time, Tu Qianjue did not put his eyes on Fang Mingzhi at all. His mind was completely attracted by He Renlong next to Tu Qianjue.

"Okay! OK! OK! This person's realm is indeed above me!"

Fang Ming knew at just a glance that He Renlong was indeed unfathomable, and he was indeed a master of Gangqi level!

"Senior Brother He, that boy is..."

Tu Qianjue saw Fang Ming and was shocked and quickly said in He Renlong's ear.

"You don't need to say that I know he is Fang Ming! Very good! With his martial arts, he really has the ability to keep Junior Sister Xue..."

He Renlong closed his eyelids slightly, and a divine light seemed to be transmitted from his sword eyebrows: "Only such people are worth fighting with me!"

After saying that, he didn't even come forward to meet Fang Ming, and turned around and left.

“Good Kung Fu…”

Fang Ming slowly sat down and his face became solemn: "Not only did the flesh orifice be perfectly polished, but his heart was even more flawless. At this time, he probably regarded me as a dead person! If I really took action now, my winning rate would drop by 10%!"

"Then He Renlong is a master who has been famous for 30 years. Brother, you fight with him now, alas..."

Zhang Dingtian sighed deeply, and suddenly felt that even the wine was tasteless.

Obviously, after meeting He Renlong, even he didn't really like Fang Ming.

"The situation in Fang Shaoxia is indeed a bit unfavorable..."

Fu Yunzi suddenly said: "Brother Zhang, do you know that some of the secret handicaps in Kangzhou have begun to bet on betting, and the outcome of the young hero of the gambling party will succeed or lose this time!"

“It’s really…”

Fang Ming rolled his eyes: "I don't know what the odds are?"

"That...hehe..." Fu Yunzi seemed a little embarrassed: "One of the betrothal of Long Sheng's compensation, Young Hero, you will pay five..."

"call……"

Fang Ming vomited a long breath, but had a bright smile on his face: "Since that's the case, I still have 200,000 taels of silver here, which is to kill Dongliang Huahong, so I asked the Taoist priest to bet himself for me!"

"Oh?" Fu Yunzi's eyes lit up: "Brother is so confident?"

"No!" Fang Ming smiled strangely: "Money is something outside of my body. If I lose and die, what's the use of this money? Why don't you bet me to win all the money? If you are lucky enough to win a move and half a move, wouldn't you make a lot of money? Haha...haha..."

"Brother, you are really..."
Chapter completed!