After killing with a strong attitude, no one from Huang Weizhai came to intercept him.

The trail is unobstructed.

"Mo Nanfu is a master of using a knife, right?"

"Yes! Mo Nanfu's knife is different from others, it uses a knife that kills enemies on the battlefield, the Qinglong Yanyue Knife!"

Ah San's face was solemn, and he nodded and said.

In front, a sky-high knife momentum was hidden, and Ah San seemed to feel the feeling of the knife scraping on his body.

He felt it all, of course Ah San wouldn't think that Fang Xiu couldn't find out.

Knife Momentum!

Ah San's heart shook.

He only knew that Mo Nanfu was eighty-seven on the list of heroes, but he didn't know that Mo Nanfu had comprehended such a terrifying sword move.

If he is faced with this knife momentum, he may not be able to hold out in the hands of the other party for long.

The gap between the first-class and the first-class is so large.

Fang Xiu moved forward steadily, and with every step he took, the momentum on his body rose by a point.

The momentum of killing and domineering is like a fist that breaks the sky, directly shaking the sky-rushing sword momentum.

The two have not yet met, and an invisible confrontation has begun.

Ah San followed behind Fang Xiu, although he didn't face this momentum head-on, he also felt the horror contained in it.

Now he is completely a spectator, following Fang Xiu to fight.

Ah San was also willing to do this, because he knew that he might be going to see a real master clash today.

He doesn't know how strong the masters on the list are.

However, in the 18 cities of Guangyang Mansion, in the territory of 100,000 miles, the strongest 100 people among the first-class masters, each of them is not to be underestimated.

When they arrived at Huangwei Village, the people of Huang Wei Village originally wanted to make a move when they saw Fang Xiu and Ah San, but they were all shocked by Fang Xiu's momentum, so that they couldn't raise the heart to make a move, and unconsciously retreated and made way for them.

Surrender without a fight!

That's not what I said!

Fang Xiu always had a faint smile on his face, and with every step he took, his momentum rose by a point.

When he saw Mo Nanfu, his momentum was already in full swing.

Seeing the middle-aged man holding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, Danfeng eyes, and stroking his beard, Fang Xiu knew that this person was Mo Nanfu who was eighty-seven on the list of heroes.

"Fang Xiu!"

Seeing the comer, Zhu Hua couldn't help but blurt out exclaimed.

Fang Xiu said lightly: "Zhu Hua, Fang has come to collect debts!"

"It's so rampant, you're just two people, and you dare to make a big fuss!"

Zhu Hua was furious.

Zhu Hua also remembered now, he still owed Fang Xiu 66,000 taels to buy his life.

At that time, in order to get out, Zhu Hua just said casually, and he didn't really think about giving this money at all.

Especially after returning to Huangweizhai, he didn't believe that Fang Xiu had a kind of Huangweizhai to ask for it in person.

What I didn't expect was that Fang Xiu really dared to come, and there were only two people here.

This is simply rubbing Huang Weizhai and his Zhu Hua's face on the ground.

Fang Xiu smiled and said, "It seems that Zhu Dangjia is ready to break his promise!"

"Fang Xiu, now that you are in my Huangwei Village, what if I break my promise, don't say that I won't give you silver, even if I give it to you, do you think I can take it out?"

Zhu Hua sneered again and again, and he was very confident.

He admitted that Fang Xiu was powerful, but there were a lot of people in Huangwei Village, not to mention Mo Nanfu and Zhu Xi, who could drown each other with saliva alone.

"It turns out that Your Excellency is Fang Xiu, Mo Nanfu has seen it!"

At this time, Mo Nanfu finally spoke.

Fang Xiu said: "Eighty-seven on the list of heroes, Mo Nanfu's name Fang is also thunderous. ”

"What is the matter with Your Excellency?"

"Zhu Hua owes Fang 66,000 taels to buy his life, and he came to ask for it!"

"Sixty-six thousand taels!?"

Mo Nanfu Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, his momentum suddenly rose, and he said: "Your Excellency killed so many people in my Huang Weizhai, cut off my third brother's arm, and ask for 66,000 taels, it's too much!"

Fang Xiu said: "If it weren't for sixty-six thousand taels, how could Zhu Hua have survived until now, Mozhai mainly knows that walking the rivers and lakes depends on credibility."

If a man has no faith, he will not stand!"

"Okay, what a sentence a person can't stand without faith!"

Mo Nanfu shouted loudly and said: "Sixty-six thousand taels Mo Mou gave it, but Your Excellency killed my villagers and injured my brothers, how should this matter be calculated?"

"How is the owner of the desert village treated?"

"Let's make a bet, if you win Mo, I, Huang Weizhai, will have enough 100,000 taels to give, if not, you can take 66,000 taels away, just leave an arm!"

"Fang didn't know that an arm was worth so much money, I bet with you!"

Fang Xiu's face gradually smiled, when he came to Huangwei Village, he didn't think that things could be good.

For the masters on the list of heroes, Fang Xiu also wanted to find a chance to see it.

Now Mo Nanfu's momentum gave Fang Xiu a great impact, giving him an urge to jump.

After speaking, the audience instantly fell silent.

The momentum of the two rose up, and they clashed between the two.

Bang!

The silent roar, the churning dust and sand flying, and the fallen leaves shattering.

Ah San was originally standing behind Fang Xiu, but now he was pushed away by an invisible momentum, and he retreated more than ten steps in a row before he stood firm.

Behind Mo Nanfu, Zhu Xi and Zhu Hua were also forced to retreat again and again.

Zhu Hua looked at the two people who were fighting in the field, and he was greatly shocked and angry in his heart.

The last time he saw Fang Xiu, although the other party's swordsmanship was superb, he definitely didn't have this kind of power.

But it's only been a long time since I watched it, but after a few days, the other party seems to be a different person, and the momentum is terrifying.

Mo Nanfu, who was invincible in his eyes, did not have an advantage in the battle of momentum.

If he knew that Fang Xiu's martial arts were so terrifying, Zhu Hua would not provoke Fang Xiu for a mere 66,000 taels of silver.

No, maybe he wouldn't have provoked Fang Xiu in the first place.

And Zhu Xi was also shocked.

Looking at Mo Nanfu and Fang Xiu in the field, his fists clenched in his hands.

At the same time, a first-class martial artist, he is too far away from the two, so far that he can't even resist the momentum head-on.

Boom Boom!

Fang Xiu and Mo Nanfu did not move, and the strong wind driven by the clash of momentum left traces on the ground.

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife in Mo Nanfu's hand trembled slightly——, and the sound of the knife roaring was endless.

A terrifying knife momentum rose above Mo Nanfu's head, and a figure stood in the air with a knife, cutting through the air.

Behind Fang Xiu, a terrifying phantom was condensing, the domineering killing was boiling, and there was a faint sound of fighting and shouting.

Before the two of them could make a move, the vision had already risen.

The phantom and the sword-wielding figure fought in the air, and neither of them took a step back.

This is an exchange of momentum, and if anyone shows his cowardice first, what awaits him will be a fatal blow.

At the same time, neither of them really made a shot, they were waiting, waiting for a suitable opportunity to make a shot, waiting for a chance to win through a flaw.

After a long time, the momentum of the two reached its peak.

In the end, Mo Nanfu moved!

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