"So amazing, this leader of the Dajiang League is not just a false reputation!"

Off the stage, Wu Luqi, the grandparents and grandsons who were crowded in the corner, also stared at the ring intently.

"That big brother is so awesome!"

The little beggar clapped his hands.

"It's not just amazing?" Wu Luqi saw more and felt heavier in his heart: "I've been fighting so hard that I haven't even gotten a piece of the corner of my clothes. I'm obviously at ease, and I've used every thread and every little strength to be extremely perfect. This...this...this..."

He has extraordinary eyesight and has obtained the inheritance and teachings of masters. At this time, he saw more things.

But the more you know, the more you become.

"Maybe... I shouldn't have provoked Dajiang League. After the conference is over, I will just take Qing'er up and turn enemies into friends..."

Wu Luqi immediately felt a little discouraged because Fang Ming's age was so damaging to people!

...

"I have seen all the lights of the Heavenly King Sword. With the combination of the two, the swordsman Qingping was also mastering the swordsman..."

Fang Ming avoided Zhao Tianjun's ultimate sword and shone brightly in his sea of ​​consciousness. The afterimages of the sword that were originally used to merge immediately, and finally turned into a figure who was practicing Qingping's sword technique.

"If you are proud of yourself, you will forget the Dharma, and if you are grateful, you will forget the Dharma. As long as you obtain this Qingping sword intent, the sword scriptures and other things will be just dead objects."

After all, Qingping’s sword technique is a master-level sword technique. After Fang Ming used Zhao Tianjun’s hand to get familiar with it, he felt that it would be of great benefit to his sword technique, and he was immediately delighted.

"There are also Master Divine Soldiers!"

Since Fang Ming called himself the Sword and Sword Master, he was naturally quite proud of the method of swords.

Tang Yuan, the disciple of Master Divine Soldier, who was overestimating his own abilities, learned martial arts in the Divine Sect, but he was obviously not at home. Although his sword and sword skills were exquisite, they could not escape the constraints of weapons. Even if there were many changes and were difficult to guard against, it was just that if you saw through them.

But the martial arts of the Divine Soldiers are different!

"The skill of the Divine Soldier Sect should start with swordsmanship, double-edged joint attack, swords are not swords, swords are not swords, swords are not swords, and this is just the entry stage. Later, we will see through the mountains and rivers, swords are still swords, swords are still swords, swords are still swords!"

There are clouds in Buddhism: seeing mountains as mountains, water as water. Seeing mountains as not mountains, water as not water. Seeing mountains as mountains as mountains, water as water as water as water as water.

These are the three realms of life and also the realms of martial arts.

Fang Ming felt that the sword transformation of Master Divine Soldier contained this philosophical principle, which was very exciting.

When you reach the master, martial arts are no longer just martial arts, but have your own "spirituality"!

"The final realm of this Divine Soldier Sect should be without swords or swords, and it is also a sword or sword. The wonderful use of it depends on one's heart! Of course, if you really do this, Master Divine Soldier will be a master! Now you have only felt a little bit of the prototype!"

All masters are the dragon among human beings, with unique and unique "Tao".

Every time I fight with a master, I feel like I am experiencing different lives and different excitement! Of course, Zhao Tianjun and Master Shenbing are far from being called master, but they also have a hint of taste.

Boom! Boom!

The three of them kept fighting, and the energy splashed, invincible, shooting fine holes on the ground.

Fang Ming was still empty-handed, but every time he was placed above the sword, he made a sound of metal and iron fighting. When his martial arts reached their level, there was actually no big difference between using weapons or not.

"After playing for so long, I have seen almost the martial arts of these two people. It's time!"

A flash of light flashed in Fang Ming's eyes.

He was still hiding his own strength at this time, and it was a completely evil spirit. When Li Shisong took out his trump card, he found that the enemy's trump card was bigger and more terrifying than him, and the expression on his face would be very exciting.

At this time, he deliberately pretended to be a little unsupported and his breathing was a little heavy, but suddenly he took two steps back and took a deep breath.

Whoosh!

How could Zhao Tianjun and Master Divine Soldier miss this opportunity? He almost couldn't think about it and stabbed his sword quickly, killing Fang Ming's chest with two swords and one sword.

"drink!"

Fang Ming took a deep breath and blew up.

The shout was as if the ancient giant elephant was roaring, the king of beasts roared, and some of the lowly disciples around the ring turned white on the spot and fainted.

As the two people who were closest to each other, the sound waves they received were the most terrifying. Even though Zhao Tianjun and the Divine Soldier had experienced many battles, their bodies could not help but pause when the air flowed.

In the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Fang Ming's right hand suddenly appeared and he slashed out three palms in an instant!

He took action too quickly, and these three palm forces seemed to appear at the same time. The strong wind blew on his face and intersected with the sword light and sabre shadow.

Table Tennis!

Click!

But after a few light sounds, three figures flew out and stopped.

Zhao Tianjun looked at the long sword in his hand with a muted expression, and at this time there was only one sword hilt left.

The swords and swords in the hands of the divine weapon next to him were broken, and his face was even more gloomy.

"Two, I'll give in!"

Fang Ming held his fists and politely, but a piece of cuffs on both sides was also cut off, which was the price he paid for his previous resistance.

The whole place was silent for a moment, and the cheers of the heroes came loudly.

"It is worthy of being a master of swords and swords. One against two can still win!"

"It's really worth my life to be in vain to see the three masters of Gangqi fighting this time!"

...

The more praises around him, the more blood was in his heart, because Fang Ming was stepping on them.

From then on, if the situation was not regained, when outsiders mentioned them, they would remember that there was a sword-sword and sword-striking firmly pressing on their heads.

For people in the world, losing their reputation is even more sad than dying.

"Dad, that's great!"

Zhang Qingsong felt that he helped his father back to Dajiang League to see the shed, and immediately several doctors came to treat him.

"Yes...Thanks to Brother Fang...ah..."

Zhang Dingtian was not very sad. He could not have expected that the good relationship he had made inadvertently had received such a rich reward today.

Of course, he is just an introduction.

As long as the Dajiang League is still facing the Governor's Office, Li Shisong can still find other puppets and excuses to attack, but he knows that he still has to remember this life-saving grace.

"Master, please use tea!"

Fang Ming said politely, after returning to the shed, what he gained was the worshipful gaze of the disciples around him who looked at the gods. Wang Dong even came up with the tea with joy.

Obviously, no matter how you listen to the gangsters bragging in Wanrenshan City, it is far less shocking than watching it on the spot.

Fang Ming's feat of fighting against the two qi this time will inevitably leave an indelible impression in their hearts, although this is just the beginning.

...

"Two hundred and seventeen moves!"

The Taoist of the Fish suddenly said.

"What?" Li Shisong was a little confused.

"These three of them fought for 217 moves, and in the end, Fang Mingcai was slightly better than Zhao Tianjun and the Divine Soldier at the cost of his broken cuffs!"

As a quasi-grand master who is close to the achievement of spiritual cultivation, the Taoist Huayu naturally saw more things than others.

"This Fang Ming should not be underestimated. His skills are as good as the ancestor! Even if the ancestor takes action this time, facing the siege of these two people, he can only solve it within two hundred moves, and he is not hurt at all..."

"The ancestor's magical skills are earth-shaking, how could that young man with yellow mouth compare to it!"

Li Shisong immediately felt much more at ease and flattered.

However, when he was halfway through his words, he was interrupted by a female voice: "Get out for me, the group of ungrateful beasts who deceived their masters and ancestors!!!"

"Who?"

Li Shisong was immediately furious and saw a woman in palace costume cursing at her side on the ring.

"What should be come is always coming, and I will solve it again today, okay!"

However, the Taoist Huayu touched a blood jade ring on his hand and said in a cold voice.

"Is it the remnants of those two families? Not bad!" Li Shisong's face also calmed down and he said loudly: "Who is here? Let's sign up?"

"Don't my aunt change her name or not, and she doesn't change her surname. Lin Yutong, the Lin family... How about it? You can't imagine it? The Lin family was not killed by your whole family back then. Today I will ask you to pay the blood debts and blood debts!"

Lin Yutong cursed with her fingers, her style was extremely bold and fierce, but Xiuli's eyes were covered with bloodshot, and she seemed to be as deep as the Governor's Mansion.

The heroes in the audience were not afraid of being in a big way when they watched the excitement, and they all thought to themselves: "After Qingyun Sect and Dajiang League, someone finally came to trouble the Governor's Office! I just don't know whose work this woman was?"

Many eyes were wandering around the viewing sheds of Dajiang League and Qingyun Sect with great interest.

Fang Ming glanced at Tu Qianjue and saw the other party's eyes astonishment and doubt and search.

"Unless he is an acting genius, it's not his move...so... coincidence?"

Fang Ming laughed and cried.

He just wanted to come out and ask for trouble for the Governor's Office, but he didn't want someone to jump out immediately, which really made him feel that everything he wanted was fulfilling.

"only……"

With the spiritual power relaxed and retracted, Fang Ming obviously felt a certain temperament quite similar to that of the Taoist Huayu in this woman named Lin Yutong.

Thinking of the previous "deception of the master and the ancestors", a possible guess formed in Fang Ming's mind.

"I'm going, it won't be so bloody, right?"

Fang Ming's eyes turned, and when he saw the iron beggar Wu Luqi's expression was excited, he squeezed away the crowd and cursed in his heart.

"We haven't known each other before, so how come we come from..."

Li Shisong stood up and just after defending a few words, the woman spat: "Bah! Pretending to be hypocritical, since I am here today, I have no plans to go back alive. I must reveal the face of your Li family!"

When I heard Lin Yutong's words, I don't know how many people sneered in their hearts.
Chapter completed!