"Fang Xiu!"

Liu Musheng's face was blue and red for a while.

But still no shot.

He was just quick to talk for a while, but he didn't expect Fang Xiu to give him no face at all.

At this moment, Liu Musheng couldn't get off the stage.

Boom!

Fang Xiu slapped the long sword on his waist, and the ice spirit suddenly came out of the sheath, and the sword qi was like lightning and lightning, adding a bit of coldness to the early morning morning.

Liu Musheng was suddenly startled, and the long sword on his waist was also suddenly unsheathed, and the long sword danced rapidly and transformed into a sword shadow in the sky, forming a sword shadow light curtain in front of him.

Click-

The light curtain shattered, and the shadow of the sword disappeared.

In an instant, the sword light flashed rapidly, as if a spark had burst out.

The next moment, Liu Musheng retreated again and again, only half of the long sword in his hand remained, and a strand of black hair fell from his eyes.

Liu Musheng was shocked and angry in his heart, and when he looked at Fang Xiu, the other party had already put his sword into the sheath, with a calm and relaxed attitude.

From Fang Xiu's shot to the present, everything has happened in the light of light.

Except for the parties involved, Grandma Jinhua and Ah San didn't react to what was going on.

By the time they saw it clearly, the two had already made a move.

Grandma Jinhua's eyes were horrified, and the half-cut sword tip on the ground, as well as Liu Musheng's slightly embarrassed appearance, all showed that the other party was defeated in Fang Xiu's hands.

It's just one move, one move!

That move that was almost to the extreme, defeated an acquired master.

Maybe it's not a defeat, but it's also a disadvantage.

Only at this time did Grandma Jinhua intuitively feel how strong Fang Xiu's strength was.

Ah San is no exception.

When he knew Liu Musheng's identity, he knew that the other party was an acquired master.

Because only the acquired martial artist can serve as the deacon of the Flying Star Sword Sect.

If the previous fight with Mo Nanfu was a battle between first-class martial artists, then this moment was already a two-level existence.

Under a sword, a deacon of the Flying Star Sword Sect fell into disadvantage.

The strand of black hair that fell down was seen by more than one person, and naturally it did not escape Ah San's ears and eyes.

"The reaction is fast enough, but next time, be careful of your head!"

failed to kill Liu Musheng, and Fang Xiu was not surprised.

No matter what the other party says, he is also an acquired master, and if he wants to kill the other party with a sword without a sword, even if this is a peerless martial art, it is very difficult.

The most important thing was that Fang Xiu was only in the early stage of the first class, and he was at least one big realm cultivation behind the other party.

Liu Musheng didn't speak, looking at the ice spirit on Fang Xiu's waist.

The sword just now was terrifying, but if he wanted to break his weapon with one sword, what Fang Xiu had in his hand was not an idle weapon.

People are terrible, swords are terrible, and swordsmanship is even more terrifying!

The combination of the three is enough to make Liu Musheng jealous.

He found that in just a few days, Fang Xiu's martial arts seemed to have made great progress again.

You must know that his Liu Musheng is not much worse than Huangshan, and the martial arts of the two are between the two of them.

But Fang Xiu had to rely on the outbreak of sword intent a few days ago, and severely injured Huangshan in a defeat-losing way, but he also fled in embarrassment.

But with the strength shown by Fang Xiu today, the other party has definitely made progress again.

Otherwise, if Fang Xiu had such martial arts a few days ago, how could he lose both with Huangshan.

Liu Musheng had to admit that Fang Xiu was going to leave in front of him at this moment, and he couldn't stop him.

Even, he may not be able to take a break.

Although this fact is a bit difficult for Liu Musheng to accept, it is true.

"Let's go!"

Fang Xiu said this to Ah San.

Then Fang Xiu didn't look at Grandma Jinhua and Liu Musheng, and led the horse into the city.

When Grandma Jinhua confronted Fang Xiu, she had already attracted the attention of some people in the rivers and lakes.

People who were not familiar with Liu Musheng also knew the identity of the other party after Liu Musheng's introduction.

It was precisely because of this that they were even more in awe of Fang Xiu.

Seeing Fang Xiu leading the horse over, they all hurriedly got out of the way.

When Fang Xiu and Ah San left, Liu Musheng didn't have the face to stay here, and left with a black face.

Of course, Grandma Jinhua is no better.

"He is Fang Xiu, the Fang Xiu who is wanted by the Flying Star Sword Sect?"

"It's him, I saw him when he broke into the city gate a few days ago!"

“...... Unexpectedly, Fang Xiu's martial arts were so high that even the deacon of the Flying Star Sword Sect didn't take it seriously!"

"The Flying Star Sword Sect has revoked the other party's wanted for some reason, this time he was slapped in the face by Fang Xiu in public, it can be described as a loss of face and a big hair, I don't know how the Flying Star Sword Sect should deal with it!"

After both sides left, there was a lot of discussion in the crowd.

Many people had the awe of Fang Xiu in their words, and they also had schadenfreude for the Flying Star Sword Sect.

It's not that the Flying Star Sword Sect is so unpopular.

It's just that Guangyang Mansion has been quiet for too long, and these people in the rivers and lakes don't think it's a big deal to see the excitement.

If this matter is provoked, they are also happy to see it.

When Fang Xiu and the two arrived at the Zhengtian Auction House, the waiter immediately welcomed the two in.

Whether it is Fang Xiu or Ah San, the people of Zhengtian Auction House are already familiar with each other, and they know that the status of the two is not ordinary.

When he went to the meeting room, Zhang Xian was already waiting there.

Seeing Fang Xiu coming in, Zhang Xian got up and said with a smile: "Fang Shaoxia, this trip is quite smooth?"

"Smooth!"

Fang Xiu smiled and said: "This time, thanks to Ah San for leading the way for Fang, Fang was able to reach Huangwei Village so quickly, speaking of which, Fang Mou still has time to thank Steward Zhang." ”

"Fang Shaoxia is polite, Ah San, you did a good job this time, let's go down and rest first!"

In the last sentence, Zhang Xian said it to Ah San, who was standing respectfully on the side.

Ah San replied: "Yes, my lord, Fang Shaoxia, the little one will retire first!"

"It is really a blessing for Steward Zhang to have a master like Ah San to assist him, and those who can practice his external skills to a first-class level are all people with great talent and perseverance. ”

Looking at Ah San's departing back, Fang Xiu said more.

Speaking of which, Fang Xiu has a good sense of Ah San, and it is precisely because of this that he will say such a word in front of Zhang Xian.

I believe that as long as Zhang Xian is not stupid, hearing his words, the treatment of Ah San will be much better in the future.

Zhang Xian was stunned when he heard this, and then his old face showed a smile and said, "Ah San is just an ordinary first-class martial artist, how can he be praised by Fang Shaoxia!"

said so, but the joy on Zhang Xian's face was obviously a little more.

Ah San is his person, and Fang Xiu's recognition of Ah San is also equivalent to recognizing him Zhang Xian.

It also means that Fang Xiu is completely friends with him Zhang Xian, at least, this favor is recognized.

Fang Xiu didn't say much, took out a stack of silver tickets and handed them over, and said, "Steward Zhang, this is 50,000 taels of silver tickets, please take a look at it, it can be regarded as repaying the silver taels owed by Bingluo before!"

"Fifty thousand taels!"

Zhang Xian looked at the stack of silver tickets handed over by Fang Xiu, and his eyebrows jumped unconsciously.

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