There is a kind of person in this world who is very interesting, they plot against others, it is not called plotting, and others leave some hands on them, that is, God does not tolerate it. And so on, it's okay for them to beat people, it's okay for them to bully others, it's okay for them to take advantage of others, but if they themselves suffer a little grievance or injustice, then they have to get it back.

Xuchen is obviously such a person, he began to test Fang Wuxian everywhere, and then his so-called master Xiaoyaozi used a spell similar to soul dementoring against Fang Wuxie, and deceived Fang Wuxian to try to ask what he wanted to ask.

In their opinion, these are all deserved, once Fang Wuxian resists, and the resistance is impressive, this is absolutely undeserved, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and he had to chop people into pulp before he got angry.

Fang Wuxian old Jianghu, seeing too many such people, he was not angry at all, but laughed and said: "The tone is bigger than a toad, I will stand here and not move, you dare to stab me with a sword." ”

The best way to attack a person is to make it impossible for the other person to use it. Fang Wuxian said that he didn't move, but he didn't talk about it, but he really stood there motionless. After what happened just now, he had roughly guessed that the other party seemed to want to get a way out of here from him, in this case, he thought that the other party would not dare to hurt his life, and even if the other party really had no scruples, being stabbed with a sword would only be a skin wound to him.

Sure enough, Fang Wuxian didn't move to take the sword of Xuchen, but Xuchen really didn't dare to stab this sword. He couldn't say that Fang Wuxian was in words, and his actions were also accurate in Fang Wuxie's calculations, the anger in his heart was almost about to burn himself, he shouted with hatred, with a flick of his wrist, the tip of the sword moved from Fang Wuxie's chest to his right arm, and finally passed by his right arm, and the sword qi cut Fang Wuxie's sleeve, but it was only a sleeve.

Fang Wuxian laughed, and trampled himself to a mountain leaner, but was pushed back by Xuchen's left hand. But the moment he turned around, his iron fist had smashed the spine of the sword.

Fang Wuxian's fist was hard and heavy, if it was an ordinary steel sword, this punch could be smashed into two, but Xuchen's sword only bent an arc, buzzed and trembled and bounced straight again, and it was unscathed.

This round was innocent and unscathed, but Xuchen almost broke his weapon. Originally, Xuchen thought that he could capture this thief who had not cultivated his strength in one round, but he didn't expect that not only was he counterattacked by the "thief", but when he showed his weapon first, he almost interrupted his weapon with his bare hands, which was simply the biggest insult to him.

Xuchen's anger continued to hit new highs, and he knew that he couldn't brush this thief by playing tricks, and at this time, he had to catch the thief as soon as possible to wash away his ugliness.

One sword turned into two swords, two swords turned into four swords, and in the end, the shadow of the long sword was in the middle of the heavens and the earth, and the sword qi in the sky swept up into the snow, heading towards Fang Wuxian as a hood.

The sharpness of the Void Dust Sword Technique was something Fang Wuxian had never seen before. And the speed of the swordsmanship made it impossible for Fang Wuxian to see clearly. But just because he couldn't see clearly didn't mean he couldn't stop it, and he began to step back. Every time you take a step back, the snow under your feet will rise into the air, and a big snowball will be formed in a circle of your hands, and you will meet the sword light with a flick of your hand.

Ordinary people throwing snowballs are not lethal, but the prosperity of Fang Wuwu's blood is rare in the world, just a dip of both palms will make the outer layer of snow melt slightly, and when it is thrown out, it will be more and more cold. Coupled with his infinite strength, each snowball has so much kinetic energy that it can definitely knock over a cow. There was snow all over the place, and there was a steady stream of snowballs, making him like an ice mage in the game, causing an ice storm on the Void Dust, and even he couldn't remember how many snowballs he had thrown, and finally scattered the sword light of the Void Dust.

"It's a big mouth, but it's nothing more than that. A long sword is no match for a small snowball. Dao Chief, your martial arts are quite good. ”

In the face of Fang Wuxie's ridicule, Xuchen's eyes were already red, obviously his martial arts were much higher than Fang Wuxie, but he was frustrated in Fang Wuxie's hands several times, and the whole person was already going crazy, he didn't care about Fang Wuxie's life or death, his sword was even more aggressive, and he aimed at the vital greeting.

Fang Wuxian used hundreds of ice balls to block a move, and at this time, the other party was prepared, so there was no need to play such a little trick. He retreated while blocking, observing while retreating, exchanging space for time, and using time to figure out where the so-called fifth-order master was strong.

Time passed little by little, and the void dust had changed from the madness at the beginning to calmness. It's not that he doesn't want to go crazy, but the fact is that he can't be crazy, so he can only deal with it calmly.

Originally, in the experience of Void Dust, people who had not cultivated their qi could only attack with the power of their own flesh and qi, and there was no need to worry at all. Gang Qi Realm cultivators have an absolute suppression ability over ordinary martial artists, and often a single Void Palm can slap such people to death like a worm. But the person in front of him made him completely subvert his previous views.

In addition to the sharp sword qi, other means such as splitting the empty palm and the mountain fist were almost useless against this person, and even many times, this hateful thief turned a blind eye to his gang qi attack, even if the blood of the beating was soaring, it seemed that his combat power was not damaged at all. With such an ability, he almost turned the advantages of the Gang Qi Realm into nothingness.

What can't be deduced by common sense is that his incomparable strength under the blessing of true qi is not much stronger than the physical strength of the person in front of him. In a duel with this person in front of him who has never cultivated his strength, except for swordsmanship, he does not have any absolute advantage, which is really a big joke in the world.

In fact, Xuchen still underestimated Fang Wuxie. Fang Wuxie's physical strength is not only like this, he has formed a habit of suppressing the physical power due to the injury of his divine soul, and the power he shows at this time is only three or four out of ten, if he completely releases his power, in a short period of time, he can definitely oppose the formation of suppression of the void dust.

Of course, it is precisely because of the injury of the divine soul, if Fang Wuxian releases all his strength, it is very likely that he has not injured the enemy, and he will break himself first, so it is a story to say more, and now it is like this, even if it is his normal level.

Fang Wuxian fought and retreated, and slowly discovered that the so-called fifth-order cultivator, except for the fact that the colorful light flew when the qi was released, it looked chic, and it was the same thing for him. However, this void dust's swordsmanship is really good, so much so that it makes his eyes hot.

Fang Wuxie has an amazing memory, and he has a very high understanding in martial arts, and he has fought with Miao Xiaodao and Zhang Xiaoxiao a few times, and he can learn the unique skills of the two of them at the bottom of the box. At this time, he fought and retreated, although he did not get the full picture of the Xuchen swordsmanship, but he still remembered a few important killing moves in his mind, and if he thought about it carefully in his spare time, he could not turn it into his own martial arts.

He wanted to practice more with Xuchen, but he found that the two teenagers named San'er and Xiaoliu had quietly returned, hiding in the distance to watch the battle. And there was a leopard's roar in the woods far away, and nine times out of ten, the carefree son saw that the apprentice had not returned for a long time, and he couldn't help but take action himself.

That Xiaoyaozi's martial arts are extremely high, and Fang Wuxian can't see the depth at all. However, the apprentice is a fifth-order cultivator, and it will never be bad to be a master, Fang Wuxian didn't dare to delay any longer, seeing Xiaoyaozi stabbing with a sword, he turned around slightly to avoid the edge, and grabbed it with his left hand like lightning, pinching the sword body with a wonderful twist.

This move looks handsome, but in fact, if you actually use it, most of it is a move to kill you. The strength of human fingers is not comparable to the strength of the wrist, and the hardness is certainly not comparable to the sharp blade, the opponent only needs to shake the wrist, and the use of the lever can make the long sword break free from the finger clamp, and then the finger will be light.

Void Dust couldn't take the innocence below, and he didn't care about hurting him for a long time. Seeing that he used this kind of death-killing move, he snorted coldly, flipped his wrist, and spit out his strength, about to cut off Fang Wuxie's fingers.

But the strange thing happened again, the long sword suddenly seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and it was entangled in all directions by an inexplicable qi machine, and it couldn't move a bit, and it couldn't even be recaptured by pulling it back.

Fang Wuxian smiled at Xuchen, his right hand dragged towards his waist, and the pig-killing knife came out of its sheath like lightning, slashing towards Xuchen.

In novels, it is often said that a swordsman is a sword in the person, and the sword forgets the death, but at the moment of life and death, there are a few people who can regard the sword as their own life and do not want their lives for the sake of the sword.

Xuchen is a person who cherishes his life, and Fang Wuxie's knife is not fancy, it is cut off on the head. It's just that the timing of his knife is just right, just when Xuchen is surprised and lost. Seeing that a knife was cut off on the head and there was no way to avoid it, Xuchen couldn't care about snatching the long sword anymore, and let go and retreated.

One step out of the two zhang, and then one step out of the two zhang, seeing that the opponent did not chase after him, Xuchen was a little determined in his heart. Just about to open his mouth to scold, suddenly out of the corner of his eye, a bolt of lightning shot straight at him from the side, seeing that there was no way to avoid it, he was so frightened that the hairs on his body exploded, and his liver and gallbladder were split.

"Bang!"

The Void Dust, who had been frightened and lost his mind, suddenly flew out to the side and fell to the ground, and the pig-killing knife that was secretly cut by Fang Wuxian with the Qi Imperial Sword Method had already been caught in his hand by Xiaoyaozi, who had rushed over, and he was humming and trembling.

Fang Wuxie was not proficient in using the Qi Sword Technique, and since he learned this method by mistake, he had never been caught by someone like this. The Xiaoyaozi flicked his finger on the pig-killing knife, Fang Wuxian only felt a buzzing sound, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, he was groggy and couldn't distinguish things, and the qi and blood around his body were surging, surging up his throat together, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow, which was a little better. By this time, he had lost control of the pig-killing knife.

"I haven't even cultivated my strength, but I can rely on the secret method to use the method of the sword, so I have a bit of Taoism." Xiaoyaozi shook his hand casually, swished and inserted the pig-killing knife into Xuchen's side, and said coldly: "Waste, this knife is somewhat powerful for you, but it is not unstoppable, look at your ......"

Xuchen's face was red and white for a while, and he also understood that he was frightened just now, otherwise it would not be too difficult for the sword to pick up the pig killing knife, so he hurriedly got up and bowed and saluted, not daring to say a word.

Xiaoyaozi stared at Fang Wuxian and snorted, "Xiao Zhenren once said that you have the ability to open the path to heaven. You and I have no hatred and no fate, can you help me open the road to heaven and make some good karma? ”

Fang Wuxian wanted to go back to heaven, but his brother couldn't even go back to the real world. He laughed and said: "The old man is too exalted to me, let alone opening the road to heaven, I don't even know what the road to heaven is." I want to ask the old people, Chen Wen, have they really gone to the immortal realm? ”

"I don't know the way to heaven, but I know the fairy world, I see that you don't cry if you don't see the coffin."

Xiaoyaozi's figure flashed, and he had already appeared beside Fang Wuxie, grabbing Fang Wuxie's throat with one big hand, and his left hand touched Fang Wuxie's arms and legs, and threw it on the ground casually.

This old martial arts is so clever!