It's a bye again!

Even if Fang Yi's mind was as usual, when he held this blank stick, his hand still couldn't stop trembling a little, he was a little suspicious that his hand was buffed, or it was blessed by God, and he could have a bye three times in a row, which was simply terrifying.

Not only did Fang Yi feel terrible, but the people around him also felt terrible!

"Impossible! This can't be! With three byes in a row, how can his luck be so good!" someone stood up and shouted.

"It's cheating!"

"Yes, it's cheating! Otherwise, you can't have a bye three times in a row, and no matter how lucky you are, you can't be so good. ”

The young disciples around shouted one after another, all of them were talking about injustice, and some people were not taboo, and directly said that Fang Yi was cheating, and the word "cheating" immediately aroused everyone's anger.

Seeing this, Tang Xiaoyu of the Tang Gate was overjoyed, and when the old man in the door did not pay attention, Tang Xiaoyu immediately shouted: "Yes! He is cheating! This person is despicable and shameless, obscene and shameless, he is definitely cheating!"

Tang Xiaoyu, the young master of the Tang Sect, spoke, causing even more enthusiastic appeals, almost everyone pointed the finger at Fang Yi, but looking at Fang Yi, his expression was as usual, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Facing Qianfu's point, Fang Yi was indifferent.

This is, the young man with a sword in both arms stepped forward slightly, and he said with an indifferent expression: "I support him, he didn't cheat." ”

"Yes! Lao Tzu can see it clearly, how can the masked brother cheat!" Lu Fei, the successor of the drunken fist, also stood up and roared loudly, directly covering the voices of the audience.

"Really?" At this time, the injured Zhou Hao said coldly: "If he didn't cheat, how could he have three byes, a person's luck is not so good." ”

A cold light suddenly burst out in the eyes of the little sword idiot, and the light in his arms flashed, and a long sword jumped out, pointing directly at Zhou Hao: "Are you unconvinced?"

Zhou Hao said angrily: "What if you don't accept it?"

Xiao Jianzhi said lightly: "If you don't accept it, we can fight, and after defeating you, I will fight with him, which is also a good way." ”

Zhou Hao said coldly: "He will disappoint you." ”

Xiao Jian said idiotly: "I believe my intuition, he has three byes, that is his luck and his ability, and you are screaming here, obviously dissatisfied, people like you are naturally jealous of others, which is even more disappointing." ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like a sharp sword, directly piercing Zhou Hao's heart, making his heart change several times, because what the little sword idiot said was right, he was indeed jealous of Fang Yi.

However, with Zhou Hao's temperament, how could he be so soft, just as Zhou Hao was about to say more, the middle-aged man suddenly spoke: "It's all quiet!"

With the middle-aged man's shout, the whole scene gradually quieted down, and the middle-aged man said: "I control the lottery, if anyone is not convinced, they can come to me, I guarantee with my personality, there is no cheating in this matter." ”

The middle-aged man is also a heaven-level master, although he is a heaven-level master, but he is famous in the martial arts, at this time he said such a thing, there was a warning, then Zhou Hao's face changed a little, and finally he didn't dare to speak anymore.

Su Ge'er, who was dressed like ink, walked up to Fang Yi's side and said in a low voice with a smile: "Helper, your luck is really good." ”

Fang Yi smiled: "I think so too. ”

Su Ge'er said: "Then Zhou Hao seems to be very dissatisfied with you?"

Fang Yi said lightly: "He will close his mouth soon." "If he can fight until the end.

Next, in addition to Fang Yi, the person who has a bye, there are six people, divided into three groups, and the top three will be selected in this round.

Zhou Hao is down, he is the little knife king, Su Ge'er is the drunken fist descendant Lu Fei, the little sword idiot is a Shaolin Temple disciple, only the Qingcheng faction and the Wudang faction have been eliminated.

The Little Knife King carried the long knife on his shoulder, his long hair flying, he looked at Zhou Hao with a gloomy face on the opposite side, and said with a light smile: "The chief disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I'll let you make three moves." ”

Zhou Hao said coldly: "No!"

The knife king said: "I know, you want to fight the masked man, but ...... You have to pass me first, and I'll give you a chance to make three moves. ”

"Are you looking down on me?" Zhou Hao's face became more and more gloomy.

"It can be understood this way. The Knife King nodded.

Arrogant, arrogant, and completely ignoring Zhou Hao, Zhou Hao, who was originally arrogant and arrogant, felt that his dignity was trampled on at this moment, not only by Fang Yi, but also by this little knife king.

The Little Knife King took out the long knife horizontally and said lightly: "Come on." ”

A cold light appeared in Zhou Hao's eyes, he roared angrily, and rushed towards the Little Knife King, only in an instant, the two of them slashed together, and among the remaining people, their battle was the most eye-catching.

Zhou Hao held the golden snake sword in his hand, and the knife king responded with an ordinary long knife, and sure enough, as the knife king said, he gave Zhou Hao three moves, and these three moves, Zhou Hao only touched the corner of the knife king's clothes, but he couldn't defeat it at all.

Both of them are ground-level sixth-stage, but in terms of combat, the Little Knife King is too much better than Zhou Hao.

"Spirit Snake Sword Technique!"

That Zhou Hao let out a low shout, the golden snake sword in his hand changed its trajectory, the speed trembled, and the sword shadows flashed out one after another, and Zhou Hao stabbed towards the little knife king with the most ferocious sword momentum.

The tip of the sword shook on the body of the Little Knife King, as if it was going to poke many holes in the Little Knife King's body, and the Little Knife King did not swing the knife, and retreated again and again, although the sword light seemed to be stabbed on the body of the Little Knife King, but in fact, the Little Knife King himself was unscathed.

The battle between the two attracted a lot of attention and was amazing.

Zhou Hao's sword light is getting faster and faster, faster and faster, it seems to have reached the extreme, and just when the Little Knife King retreated to the edge, the Little Knife King shouted: "You've played enough, it's time for me!"

With the shouting of the Little Knife King, the long knife in the Little Knife King's hand suddenly burst out.

Table tennis!

The Golden Snake Sword flew up in the air, and the Little Knife King held the long knife, and then swung diagonally......

The golden snake sword spun around in the air a few times, and then fell to the ground, the tip of the sword just pierced into the ground, and the hilt shook a few times before it calmed down, and then looked at Zhou Hao, his hands were empty, and there were no weapons.

The Knife King's long hair flew and his face was fierce, heading towards Zhou Hao.

One sword, cut down!

Zhou Hao lost his mind for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he felt the crisis of life and death, hurriedly retreated, unfortunately sat on the ground, and then rolled out regardless of the image and fell to the sidelines.

The Little Sword King stopped here, and he laughed and said, "Heavenly Sword Sect Great Disciple, but that's it!"

The same thing was said by the man, and the knife king in front of him also said it, as piercing as a sharp needle......

Zhou Hao's blood surged, a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out, his appearance was embarrassed, extremely miserable, he couldn't help but look at Fang Yi, and at this moment, Fang Yi was lighting a cigarette and smoking it leisurely.

Defeated, I really ...... Defeated!

Zhou Hao's face was pale and ended miserably.

Looking elsewhere, the battle was nearing the end, Su Ge'er was defeated by Lu Fang, the successor of the drunken fist, and the little sword idiot naturally won.

"Alright, the four of you will draw lots. The middle-aged man said.

The last four, this time there are no byes.

Fang Yi drew a bamboo stick, No. 1!

The little knife king drew a bamboo stick and yelled: "Who is No. 1?"

The little sword idiot and Lu Fang couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Fang Yi, and Fang Yi smiled slightly, flipped his hand, and the number one on the bamboo stick was revealed.

The Little Knife King laughed wildly and pointed the long knife at Fang Yi: "Report your name." ”

The corners of Fang Yi's lips hooked up a smile: "I am a masked man." ”

(End of chapter)