"If you want to add to the crime, there is no excuse, since the helper thinks it is Fang, then let's count it as Fang, now that I have been poisoned, why doesn't the helper take action?"

Fang Xiu didn't want to talk so much to Nie Changkong, there was no need.

It's time for this farce to end.

"In fact, for the strength of the hall master, Nie Mou's hands are also itching, but he has never been able to find a chance to have a fight, but with the current state of the hall master, Nie Mou's shot is inevitably a little invincible.

It's a pity that Nie's face is secondary, and being able to investigate the matter clearly and give the truth to the brothers is the main thing.

If Hall Master Fang could follow his orders, then Nie didn't have to do anything, so as not to hurt the harmony of his own people. ”

"Fang Mou is sitting here, even if he wants to do it, he will do so much. ”

Fang Xiu didn't appreciate it at all, and said sarcastically.

There were too many words in the scene, and Fang Xiu felt bored.

At the same time, the evaluation of Nie Changkong has also dropped a notch.

At this time, there is still a lot of talking, which seems to be finding reasons for himself, but in fact, it is plain and despised.

Nie Changkong's face flashed with anger, and he said lightly: "Since the hall master Fang doesn't know what to do, then don't blame Nie for being polite, even if he wins or not, in order to give an explanation to many brothers, he has to take action." ”

As soon as the words fell, Nie Changkong's body moved, and his five fingers grabbed Fang Xiu's pipa bone like eagle claws.

Seeing this, Ling Juekong and Xie Xubing both frowned.

Nie Changkong's hand clearly wanted to abolish Fang Xiu's arms first, not at all like what he said before, just a simple capture of Xiu.

Iron-handed Flying Eagle Nie Changkong, what he cultivates is a top-notch inferior martial art called Eagle Claw Gong.

This eagle claw skill has been practiced by Nie Changkong to the point of reaching the peak, even if the fine iron is clawed, it will be caught out of a claw mark.

With human flesh and blood, being caught by the eagle's claw gong, it is inevitable that the bones will be shattered.

"Stop!"

Xie Xubing wanted to stop it, but it was too late, so he had to stop it.

He didn't expect Nie Changkong to make such a hot move, if the Eagle Claw Gong was caught, Fang Xiu would almost be a waste.

Xie Xubing didn't think that Fang Xiu, who had lost all his skills, could dodge Nie Changkong's claw.

"You want to kill me!"

Fang Xiu's eyes were cold, he saw the ruthlessness of Nie Changkong's move in his eyes, and the hidden killing intent in the other party's eyes could not escape his eyes.

I don't know when my hand was already on Chengping's sword, and I quietly held the hilt of the sword.

After holding the Chengping Sword, Fang Xiu's temperament suddenly changed, as terrifying as a sharp sword out of the sheath.

No way!

Nie Changkong was taken aback, Fang Xiu's change made him feel a little uneasy.

But thinking that the other party has already taken the three-day chemical gongsan, no matter how high the martial arts are, now he is just a young man who has no power to restrain the chicken, and in front of his eagle claw skill, he is as fragile as a chick to be slaughtered.

Eagle strikes the sky!

As soon as he made a move, Nie Changkong didn't choose to keep his hand, even if Fang Xiu's momentum changed, he still didn't show any signs of stopping.

But in the blink of an eye, the two claws had already scratched down towards Fang Xiu's two pipa bones.

Zheng!

A sword light suddenly appeared, accompanied by the sound of the sword, like the rising of the sun, and like the fall of a meteor.

Nie Changkong stopped in place, his eagle claw-like palm was still three feet away from Fang Xiu's shoulder, but it didn't fall at all.

But Fang Xiu didn't seem to see it, and his body didn't even move.

Nothing has changed, except for the sound of the sword echoing like a lingering sound.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"Draw the sword. ”

"Drawing a sword, a good drawing sword, hearing this sword, although there is no regret in death. ”

A miserable smile appeared on Nie Changkong's face, and at the throat, a small red line appeared.

A sword cuts the throat!

Bang! Nie Changkong's corpse fell to the ground, with a look of envy on his face, as if he was amazed by the sword just now.

He's dead!

Nie Changkong is dead!

Wow!

Including Xie Xubing and Ling Juekong, everyone seemed to have been hit by the immobilization technique, and they didn't move.

How is it possible, one of the top masters in Liucheng, the leader of the Flying Eagle Gang, the iron-handed Flying Eagle Nie Changkong, died so simply, so simply.

Things changed so fast that they didn't even react.

Drawing a sword?

What kind of martial arts is sword drawing, they have never heard of it at all, what kind of martial arts is it, so that they can kill Nie Changkong with one blow.

No one could even see how Fang Xiu did it.

Only Ling Juekong and the others barely saw Fang Xiu's hand, but how it moved, they couldn't see it clearly at all.

Fast, too fast.

If it weren't for the sound of the sword that hadn't completely faded away, they wouldn't have known that Fang Xiu had already taken out the sword.

"No, it's impossible, how could you kill the gang leader, impossible, impossible!"

The first to react was Shi Min.

Now his legs and stomachs were trembling with fright, and his face was in disbelief, looking at Fang Xiu's eyes full of horror.

How could Fang Xiu's strength be so strong, it was obvious that he had taken the three-day transformation gongsan, why did he have nothing to do at all, could it be that he had already prepared.

Shi Min had thought about all the consequences, but he didn't think that Nie Changkong would die in Fang Xiu's hands.

It's still so crisp, so direct, so fast that people don't even have time to react.

Not to mention others, even Fang Xiu was shocked.

When he grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand and wanted to draw the sword, the memory of sword drawing in the depths of his mind instantly welled up, and then he naturally pulled out a sword.

It was the first time he had used the sword drawing technique against an enemy, but the power made him stunned.

Nie Changkong talks about his true strength, even if he is not as strong as him, he will definitely not be weak.

But such a master, in the face of sword drawing, there is no room for reaction.

Of course, this is the reason why the other party thinks that he has been killed in the three-day transformation and his skills are lost, which leads to taking it lightly, but this does not erase the credit for drawing the sword.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu felt that he might not need to be so cautious in completing the task of the system by himself.

With this sword drawing technique alone, there are a few people in this willow city who can block themselves.

Hai Jiuming, can you catch this sword?

Probably not.

Putting himself in his shoes, he thought about it for a while, and as if he was Hai Jiuming, Fang Xiu didn't think that he could take this style of sword drawing technique.

"Hall Master Shi, isn't Fang just blaming Fang for toasting and not eating and drinking, now that Fang is sitting here, why didn't Hall Master Shi come and take Fang down and ask for the guilt?"

This time, it was Fang Xiu's turn to look at the frightened Shi Min playfully.

Wasn't it fun to dance just now?

But keep jumping, if we give you a chance to jump.