Fang Zhuo suddenly used this excuse to scold Gao Ziqian when Gao Ziqian's momentum was upright and his anger was surging, which was tantamount to pouring cold water on Gao Ziqian when he was brewing his sword intent at its hottest.

This is the principle of one blow, then decline, and three exhaustions.

Although he understood this truth in his heart, Gao Ziqian could only swallow his anger and put away his sword, clasped his fists and saluted Fang Zhuo, and said in a loud voice: "Gao Ziqian, a disciple of Proud Sword Mountain, came to the Bitter Sword Sect to ask for the sword. Please advise this senior brother!"

He gritted his teeth, and Fang Zhuo nodded again and again when he heard it, smiling.

"Well said, well said. Fang Zhuo stretched out his hand, with a polite posture.

"It's hypocritical to say 'advice'. Obviously, you want to break me into pieces. Fang Zhuo pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "Such a mouthful, where is the true nature of sword cultivation." If you act like this, it's no wonder that your cultivation can't go up. ”

He didn't speak loudly, even a bit like mumbling. But who are the people present, even those casual cultivators in the market can hear it clearly. Hearing these words, everyone couldn't cry and laugh, and the left eyebrow of Gao Ziqian began to jump up suddenly.

"Don't talk nonsense, draw your sword!" Gao Ziqian's long sword in his hand, with a heroic momentum, pointed at Fang Zhuo, and shouted.

"Wait!" Fang Zhuo waved his hand coldly and said, "If you say ask about the sword, you will ask about the sword, if you say that the sword is compared to the sword, dare to love this is your family's proud sword mountain? But before you can do that, you have to make a verbal agreement with me!"

"What else is agreed?!" Gao Ziqian said: "Both sides draw their swords, life and death!"

Fang Zhuo frowned and looked him up and down, looking at Gao Ziqian a little hairy. The people outside were also confused, not understanding what Fang Zhuo was going to do this time.

"What else would you say besides life and death? If you really see through life and death, why do you bother to practice? A hundred years are in a hurry, and they pass in the blink of an eye, what kind of longevity do you want?"

Gao Ziqian was stunned. He was already angry in his heart, but today he met a nonsense!

"Today's sword competition. If you lose. Just leave your sword behind!" Fang Zhuo's face turned pale, and he shouted awe-inspiringly: "It doesn't matter if you hold your sword and go through the mountain, you can hold your own strength. But if you lose, this sword must stay here!"

Gao Ziqian was stunned, he didn't expect Fang Zhuo to make such a request. He looked down at the long sword in his hand, not knowing whether to agree or not.

Fang Zhuo sneered and said, "Don't think I've taken a fancy to your broken sword. You come to my Sword Sect to ask for the sword. If you win, you'll be famous. If you lose, you pat your ass and leave, what do you think of my Sword Sect?"

He sneered and continued, "My Sword Sect is not unreasonable, and I won't let you come and go. However, my Sword Sect is not anyone's backyard. Anyone can knock on the door with a broken sword! If you lose, the sword will remain! I will stick this sword under this big iron sword, so that I can teach those who ask the sword later to know the way and know the way, and there are rules when they come to my Sword Sect to ask about the sword!"

When Fang Zhuo said this, a group of old guys from Ziyuanying Jindan felt very reasonable!

The old man surnamed Hu smiled lightly and said to Wang Pinglin: "This kid is very uplifting." ”

This time. He didn't use transit. Although the words are very light, it is clear that they are for Feng Bunon to listen. Feng Bu endlessly heard this, and his heart was secretly angry. He immediately transmitted a message to Gao Ziqian and said, "Promise him!"

If Gao Ziqian hesitated on this, then his sword heart would have been damaged as soon as he moved forward! Feng Bu looked at Fang Zhuo suspiciously, very suspicious of how this kid could be so sharp.

"According to what you say!" Gao Ziqian said loudly.

Fang Zhuo smiled slightly.

Gao Ziqian then asked, "However, since I lost and left the sword, what if you lose?"

"You say. Fang Zhuo waved his hand: "As long as the conditions are similar, I will not refuse." ”

The scattered cultivators in the market and the people of the Bitter Sword Sect nodded secretly. Although Fang Zhuo was mean at first, his later request was upright, frank and untenable. Now this casual remark shows the generosity of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Gao Ziqian smiled and said, "Very good." Since you want me to say, then I want you to lose, and I will cut off your right hand!"

Everyone present was furious!

Door-to-door challenge, losing and laying down your arms, this is not an out-of-the-ordinary requirement in itself. Gao Ziqian and Fang Zhuo played against him, and if he won, he could enter the mountain gate and fight with the master of the Bitter Sword Sect in a dignified manner; That's the rules in itself that he comes to challenge, nothing. If he just asked Fang Zhuo to lose something now, it would be reasonable, but it would be too much to ask someone to cut off a right hand!

Fang Zhuo raised his right hand and asked with a smile, "This one?"

"That's good!" Gao Ziqian smiled gloomily, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"Do you think one of your swords is worth one of my hands?" Fang Zhuo also had a faint flickering cold glint in his eyes! Originally, he just wanted to play tricks on this kid and it would be over, but Gao Ziqian was pressing forward step by step, that was to seek death.

"To bet, or not to bet?" Gao Ziqian did not let go.

Zhou Baiping was in a hurry, and opened her mouth to speak, but was stopped by Shen Yue.

"Don't worry, let's see how Senior Brother Fang responds. Shen Yue said in a low voice. After all, he was old and had a lot of experience, and he could already see that although Fang Zhuo's strength was not very high, he was not good at stubble.

"Bet?" Fang Zhuo suddenly laughed, "You actually offered to bet against me?"

"That's good!" Gao Ziqian felt that he had forced Fang Zhuo to the point where he had no way out, and his heart became more and more proud.

However, his master Feng Bu felt that something was wrong, he looked at Fang Zhuo, and faintly felt that this young man was not so easy to get along with. However, Fang Zhuo's strength was there, and he really couldn't attract too much attention from him, so he endured it and didn't say anything to stop it.

"Since you have to gamble, you have to have a bet. Fang Zhuo was not annoyed, he stretched out his hand, took off the sword from behind his back, and put it away casually. Then, he raised his head, looked at Gao Ziqian and said, "Since there is a bet, the bet must be about the same." With such a big scene, you have to bet fairly, right?"

He looked at the closed nature of his face, and said, "I can't let you people from Proud Sword Mountain say that our Bitter Sword Sect is unfair, so I agreed to bet against you." ”

"It's good if you agree!" Gao Ziqian sneered.

"Don't worry. Fang Zhuo waved his hand: "One hand for your sword, is it because the people of your Proud Sword Mountain are crazy or are you lacking in your own brains and don't know how important or small?"

Gao Ziqian's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"According to your meaning, our bet is very fair, you exchange a sword for my hand, right?"

Gao Ziqian nodded.

Fang Zhuo smiled: "That's very good, since it's reciprocal, let's change it, I'll take two swords and exchange it for your hands, what do you think?"

Gao Ziqian's face suddenly became more exciting, how exciting.

"How is it, it's fair, right?" Fang Zhuo looked at Gao Ziqian and said exaggeratedly: "Why are your faces green? This is a very fair bet you put forward?

"You have to win first, I'll talk about it!" Gao Ziqian said angrily through gritted teeth.

"That's nature. Fang Zhuo was not in a hurry: "Then you say so, have you agreed to my proposal?"

"You fart!"

Fang Zhuo stretched out one of his index fingers and said in a dangling voice, "Okay, okay, let's see if you're in a hurry again! How can you practice if you're so anxious? No wonder your master said that you can't be cultivated." ”

"You ——!" Gao Ziqian felt that if he didn't make a move, he would really explode!

"I don't take advantage of you either. Fang Zhuo Lang said: "One sword for another, one hand for another!"

"I want one life for another!" Gao Ziqian roared!

"Deal!"

Fang Zhuo readily agreed, taking the people of the Closed and Bitter Sword Sect standing behind by surprise.

Fang Zhuo watched Gao Ziqian slowly raise his sword, and he was not in a hurry to draw his sword, but instead muttered to himself: "This person must have something wrong with his brain. Originally, I came to challenge, but I wanted to put forward a bet. Gamble on it, and you must gamble on your life. If this is because I lost my life because of the challenge, I don't know if the Dao will ruin the reputation of our Bitter Sword Sect. ”

"Draw your sword!" Gao Ziqian's eyes were red and he roared angrily.

Fang Zhuo's face became extremely disdainful, he squinted at Gao Ziqian, and said, "If you want me to draw my sword? But if you want me to draw my sword, you have to show your real skills first. I think your strength is not enough for me to draw my sword!"

When this sentence was spoken, the people around were in an uproar!

If Gao Ziqian said this, everyone might be able to accept it. Fang Zhuo's cultivation during the Qi cultivation period actually dared to be so arrogant, many people thought that he was really crazy!

However, Fang Zhuo was not disturbed by the surrounding discussions. He slowly raised his right hand and said coldly: "I have a finger, if you can take it, I will draw my sword." If you can't take it, then you can get out of the house and eat your milk as soon as possible!"

Gao Ziqian's eyes were on fire, staring at his fingers, his lips were pursed, and he wanted to chop that hand off with a sword!

"You hear me, I have a name for this point. Fang Zhuo still said flatly: "Don't say I didn't remind you, my name is 'Pointing to the sky and sealing the prison, painting the ground as a prison'." If you can come out within ten breaths, you will be able to see my sword!"

After saying that, Fang Zhuo's wrist condensed slightly, and he asked loudly, "Gao Ziqian from Proud Sword Mountain, are you ready?"

Gao Ziqian shook his wrist, the sword roared into the sky, and he rushed in stride!

For a moment, everyone's eyes widened and they held their breath!

What Fang Zhuo said was that no one had heard of sealing the heavens and drawing the earth as a prison, and no one knew what kind of spell the Dao was. Could it be that this finger can really block Gao Ziqian's ten breaths?

The aura on Gao Ziqian's sword burst open, and in an instant, it was like waving a blazing torch in his hand!

Fang Zhuo aimed at Gao Ziqian, and his right index finger suddenly shot out a spiritual light! )

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