Yang Qiu got up from the ground, slapped his left hand, pressed it to Fang Fanchen's chest, and said in disbelief: "This is impossible. I'm just in ...... state" but before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted halfway.

"Poof!"

A soft sound echoed. A flash of blood appeared. Blood splattered. A thick smell of blood pervaded. The obedient sword was swung by Fang Fanchen, slashing Yang Qiu's left arm.

I only felt a sharp pain surging like a tide, Yang Qiu stumbled in pain, stood unsteadily, slammed, and fell to the ground, but just after falling, he snorted unwillingly, crawled and sat up, retracted his left hand, slapped his right hand towards Fang Fanchen's chest, and a powerful qi condensed in his palm, and in a blink of an eye, it was already like a column of water, rushing towards Fang Fanchen.

This palm was sudden and fast, although Fang Fanchen had already taken precautions, he couldn't avoid it, he had to swing his sword to block in his busy schedule, and with a bang, when there was still half a meter away from this gangqi, he finally slapped it to the side.

"Boom!"

A loud bang echoed. Countless debris splashed, the wind was blowing, and a super crater of four or five meters appeared in the northeast of the venue.

Fang Fanchen turned his head and glanced at it, and saw that the big pit was bottomless, so he took two steps back, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and said, "Good girl! You're so tenacious. I didn't expect you to be like this, and you can still muster such a powerful blow. Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough, and I was protected by this flying sword magic weapon, otherwise, I was almost plotted by you just now. ”

"Damn!" Yang Qiu gritted his teeth angrily, his eyes were about to split, and said, "You are not dead. Fang Fanchen, don't be complacent, I can still play the same attack again. Secretly mobilized his anger in his right palm, and just when Fang Fanchen showed disbelief, he slapped his palm and slapped it on his face.

Fang Fanchen was laughing at him, when he heard the wind, he suddenly noticed a stronger aura coming towards him. Frightened, his face changed greatly, and he swung his sword to block again.

"Bang!"

A loud bang echoed. Countless rubbles splashed, the wind blew, and a powerful vibration appeared beneath his feet. I saw a bigger and deeper hole appear at my feet. Fang Fanchen's face turned pale with fright, and he almost fell, but when he glanced at the good sword, his face finally changed, and he showed a relieved look again, and said with a smile: "I forgot." I'm a monk.

There is no place to stand and what to be afraid of. I'm not still able to fly. Really. Stone sea. I almost fell for you again. But what a pity. You have such good skills, but you will not be loyal to me. I have to get rid of you today. Hmph! It's my turn, right?

You're already out of shape, but you're still barely going to make that strong move twice, and now, I'll see how you can resist my attacks. Go to hell. I'm going to cut off your head with your flying sword. ”

After speaking, his eyes stood up, revealing a thick killing intent, and with a push of his right hand, it turned into a bolt of lightning, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yang Qiu's chest.

A wave of cheers rang out. The audience saw this. Boiling again.

"Wow Ka No matter how strong Young Master Fang is, I don't think he can withstand such a powerful and terrifying blow, right? He's hiding it. However, Young Master Fang was able to block even such a terrifying attack. It can be seen that he is stronger than Shi Hai. ”

"That's right. Young Master Fang is indeed the strongest. It was no coincidence. Because, if it was a coincidence, at most he would only be lucky enough to block the next time, but Young Master Fang blocked it twice. The second time is obviously more powerful than the first. So what do we have to worry about? Just lie down and wait until the game is over to collect the money. ”

"Hahahaha. That's right. That's right. It doesn't even matter if you don't even watch the game then. Anyway, Young Master Fang has won. This sea of stones is already at the end of the crossbow. There will be no hope of a turnaround. You see the way he looks now, he can't even stand still. I see that my eyes are tired and my throat is dry now. Just take a break. ”

As soon as these words came out, a deep look of thought appeared on the faces of the vast majority of the audience. The real venue was quiet again in the blink of an eye.

Yang Qiu opened his mouth in disbelief, and said angrily and hatefully: "This is impossible. How can you block two attacks, and although you are now holding a good sword, aren't you in a very bad state? Moreover, I have cut off one of my ears, what other combat power can you have? Why can you block my attack? Damn! It seems to be a good sword, good treasure! Come back to me!"

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

Patches of shrill light echoes. I only felt that a strong vibration came from inside the Good Sword, Fang Fanchen opened his mouth unexpectedly and said, "Good girl! This flying sword magic weapon seems to be really scattered." Shi Hai, you're really lucky. I don't know where to get such a peerless magic weapon. But it's just a waste on your hands.

From now on, I will make it my lord. Don't think about shouting, I won't let such a good magic weapon leave me again. If I kill you, it will become an ownerless thing, right? Since it is ownerless, it can become my magic weapon in the future. Hahaha! Shi Hai, die!"

After speaking, his face changed, revealing a thick joy, and when he took a step, he stabbed a sword into his chest when he was still two or three meters away from Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu shouted unwillingly: "Good baby, come back! I know you can! Hurry up!"

"It's useless. It can't escape in my hands. I won't let it go again. Fang Fanchen said with a cruel smile, but as soon as he said this, his face changed, and he only felt a strong burning sensation coming from the palm of his hand, getting hotter and hotter, and when the tip of the sword was still half a meter away from Yang Qiu, there were wisps of hot air, and he couldn't help but let go.

Just as he let go, the good sword rushed out and flew towards Yang Qiu's hand.

Fang Fanchen opened his mouth wide in disbelief, and exclaimed loudly in his heart: "Damn! It was not easy for me to grab such a good flying sword. How can I let it go back again? No, even if I waste a hand, I will snatch you. This flying sword is too strong, if I accidentally return to Shi Hai's hands, then wouldn't I be passive again?"

As soon as he thought of this, his face sank, revealing a thick look of determination, and his right hand reached forward, already firmly grasping the hilt of the good sword.

"Sneer......"

A soft echo of one after another. The heat is like silk threads. One after the other rose from the palm of the hand. Fang Fanchen's right hand trembled in pain, and he screamed in unbearable pain.

Yang Qiu saw that his face was getting whiter and paler, and he had temporarily lost the mind and strength to make a move, and his heart moved, and finally showed joy, and said secretly: "Good opportunity." Now as long as I make a move, Fang Fanchen will definitely have no way to dodge or resist. Although the good treasure is still in his hands, it is impossible for me to obediently let him grasp it because of my orders.

His forehead is now starting to sweat, as long as I take the opportunity to let him eat me. Once he is injured, his condition will inevitably be worse, and then he will not even be able to catch the good treasure at that time. Once the good treasure is back in my hands, then I have a way to win. ”

As soon as he thought of this, he finally showed an excited smile, took a deep breath, raised his right hand, mobilized a powerful Gang Qi, and slapped Fang Fanchen's face. But at this moment, a strong feeling of dizziness poured into my mind like a tide, and I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and shook my head. Forcibly sober up.

Fang Fanchen was concentrating on controlling the good sword, wanting to forcibly subdue it, but seeing that it had no effect, he only felt that his palm was getting more and more painful. A faint smell of meat wafted out, and the palm seemed to be about to burn, and he scolded in his heart in annoyance: "your grandma." What a flying sword. I can't even subdue it like this. Sure enough, it is a rare peerless divine weapon.

I really don't know how Shi Hai surrendered you in the first place. I'm. Be obedient. Obedient. Give me obedience. Don't shake anymore. Don't get any more heat. I want you to surrender to me. Be obedient!" But seeing Yang Qiu, he suddenly slapped his palm. had to turn his head sideways to avoid it, but he still couldn't avoid it, and he couldn't help but let go in fright.

Just when he let go, the good sword was like a loach, out of the palm of his hand, Fang Fanchen was taken aback, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and said secretly: "Grandma's." Lao Tzu spelled. If I can't subdue this flying sword, what's the point of my life? I want it. Such a good thing must not be allowed to fall back into the hands of Shi Hai.

Although Shi Hai's palm is very powerful, if I hit it head-on, I may fall disabled, or even lose my life. But what does it matter? If I lose this flying sword magic weapon, I won't lose to Shi Hai?"

As soon as he thought of this, he stretched out his left hand, and when Yang Qiu's palm was still two or three inches away from the center of his eyebrows, he firmly grasped the obedient sword, closed his eyes, and wanted to close his eyes and wait for death, but after listening to it for a long time, there was no sound, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Yang Qiu actually took the initiative to take his palm, and finally suddenly, laughed and said: "Hahahaha! I am really smart."

You're not in a good state right now, no, worse than me. Although you just slapped two palms very powerfully, it is impossible to play a more effective attack. Shi Hai, this shows that you have really reached the end of the strong crossbow. Even if there are immortals descending, they won't be able to help you. Are you very unwilling? Very angry? Hahaha!

Looks like God is helping me. This flying sword magic weapon, I'm going to decide. I'm going to make a decision about your life. Die!" raised his right foot and kicked Yang Qiu's chest.

"Bang!"

A soft sound echoed. Yang Qiu turned sideways to dodge, but he still couldn't dodge, and when he turned sideways, the kick had already landed on his chest, denting his chest and spitting blood.

Fang Fanchen saw that his face was pale, and he was about to die, the more he looked, the more excited he became, the more excited he became, his right foot was raised, and he repeatedly kicked him in the chest, face and arm.

"Bang bang bang...... Bang bang ......"

A muffled echo of one after another. Yang Qiu moved left and right, trying his best to avoid it, but he only barely avoided a few kicks, and the more he was kicked, the weaker he became, the weaker he became, the more desperate he became, and after a while, he trembled and foamed at the mouth.

As soon as his right foot was raised, bang, and after stepping on the thirty-sixth foot, seeing that Yang Qiu had tilted his head and lost consciousness, Fang Fanchen finally showed a bright smile and said with satisfaction: "Hahahaha! You are finally dead." I won. I ......" completely forgot about the pain in my palm, but before I could finish my sentence, I was interrupted halfway.

"Ahem......"

A violent cough sounded. Yang Qiu's chest rose and fell violently, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he said with difficulty: "Fang Fanchen, I'...... I haven't lost yet. ”

As soon as he said this, Fang Fanchen couldn't help but be stunned, and said secretly: "This is not dead, the foot force I just made is very large, and ordinary monks have already been trampled to death by me more than ten times." I just took into account that your strength is not ordinary, and I stepped on a lot more, but this didn't trample you to death. Shi Hai, you're too tenacious, aren't you?"

The more he thought about it, the more surprised he became, the more annoyed he became, and just after his eyes touched Yang Qiu, he revealed a thick murderous intent, raised his foot and kicked Yang Qiu's chest, and with a bang, he finally knocked Yang Qiu unconscious.

Just after he retracted his legs, the quiet scene boiled again.

"Hahaha! Hahahaha! Shi Hai is dead. It's dead. It's finally dead! Long live Young Master Fang, long live Young Master Fang!"

"Young Master Fang, I will be your fan for the rest of my life. You're just too strong. That's great. I'm going to get rich. Get rich. Get rich. Ahahahaha!"

"Young Master Fang, you're so handsome. Please take a picture with me after the game. I'll contribute on my knees. Young Master Fang, please, please!"

"This stone sea is so powerful, it can actually force Young Master Fang to be like this, although he is dead, let's also give him a silent mourning. After all, he is also a super strong player. ”

"That's right. Let's pay him a moment of silence. Although I don't think well of him, I even hate him a little. But thanks to him, I saw a great game this year. Especially in the final with Young Master Fang, the many twists and turns in the middle of the game, my heart beat faster, and my face turned red. It's so exciting!"

"Shi Hai, you are a strong player. If the opponent is not Young Master Fang, I will definitely suppress you. It's a pity that you chose Young Master Fang's opponent. Although you deserve my respect, I am forgiven for your self-indulgent behavior. From now on, I will educate my children with your things. Thank you for giving me the best counterexample of life with your life. ”

"Stone Sea. What a wretched fellow you are. I originally thought that you would be very smart, knowing that if you were not against Young Master Fang, you would surrender at the last moment, but I didn't expect to be trampled to death by Young Master Fang. Surely you didn't expect this kind of death, did you? But it's too much for your stubborn personality. Hahahaha!"

Huang Fujian opened his mouth wide in disbelief, shed two lines of sad tears, and said tremblingly: "Uncle, how can you die like this? Didn't you teach me to believe in yourself? Is this what you want to teach me? Stubborn to death?" )