As soon as Fang Haoting finished speaking, he took the lead in standing up, glanced at Fang Zhehan, and walked straight out.

"Zhe Han, you are too reckless, it seems that the old master is really angry today. Seeing Fang Haoting walk out, the person next to Fang Zhehan hurried over and said in a low voice.

"Yes, even if there is anything, you can't say it in front of the old master. ”

"Hmph, what are you afraid of, I want to see how amazing the so-called Chenglong fast son-in-law in the mouth of the old master is!" Fang Zhe Han snorted coldly, stared at Yang Chengqiu, and walked out.

"Father, let's go. These people don't look down on us at all, so it's better to give them some 'color' first. Yang Yan slowly stood up, glanced at the calm Yang Chengqiu, and said coldly. This strange Fang family can get too many strange things for Yang Yan. And Fang Zhehan's repeated obstruction has made his heart sink into a trough.

Yang Chengqiu didn't make a sound, just nodded lightly, glanced at Fang Zhe Han's disappearing back, and suddenly his figure flashed, and he appeared at the 'door', and before everyone could react, Yang Yan also arrived at the 'door' in the next moment. However, they didn't care about the shock coming from behind them, and just slowly followed behind Fang Zhehan.

"How did they do it?"

"I'm not going to be dazzled, am I?"

In the hall, it suddenly became boiling, and while everyone was stunned, there were continuous voices of amazement. But outside the big 'door', Fang Haoting's voice sounded again, and everyone quickly calmed down and went out of the 'door'. The rest of the maids were still standing quietly at the table......

The practice room is about the same size as the hall, but there are no tables in it, and there are no chairs, but it is more spacious. The practice room is round, with a huge blue-gray 'colored' platform in the middle, which occupies almost eighty percent of the space of the entire room, and around the round platform, there are several rows of chairs neatly placed, Fang Haoting is already sitting on a chair close to the round platform, half-squinting, and his face is full of contempt and dissatisfaction.

The soft light around has rendered every corner of the entire practice room enlightened. With the sound of hurried footsteps, many people had already poured in at the 'door'.

The first to come was naturally Fang Zhehan, followed by Yang Yan and his son. When the three of them came in, they glanced at Fang Haoting with different moods, and then jumped onto the round platform in the middle. Others came in quietly and quietly found a place to sit down. The whole room is extraordinarily quiet.

"Are they all here?" Seeing that there was no one outside the big 'gate', Fang Haoting straightened up and said quietly. "Zhe Han, since you are not convinced, then you can just ask the two of them to give it a try. Look at what they've done and what they've accomplished in the past 15 years. ”

"Whatever?" Fang Zhehan naturally heard the disdain for him in Fang Haoting's words. "Old master, although Zhe Han is not talented, it is not the turn of a little 'hairy' child who has not smelled the 'meat' to teach him a lesson. ”

"No! he can!" Fang Haoting looked at Yang Yan with a calm face and said firmly.

And in the entire room, everyone's eyes converged on Xiang Yan's body at the same time. They definitely knew that as the head of the family, Fang Haoting would not be able to say anything, however, Yang Yan, who looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, actually had the ability to resist Fang Zhehan. How this does not shock everyone. Although Fang Zhehan is not the most 'outstanding' in the family, he is also the peak of the Sword Saint. In everyone's eyes, how can a small early sword master be able to match it.

"Okay, I'd like to see what you're capable of!" Fang Zhehan glanced at Yang Yan disdainfully and said disapprerovingly.

Yang Chengqiu cast a cheering look at Yang Yan, and stood straight on the edge of the round platform. He didn't get close to Fang Haoting anymore, because he didn't want to cause some people's dissatisfaction because of this!

"You come first!" Yang Yan looked at Fang Zhehan and said calmly, without the slightest 'wave' in his eyes.

"Hmph, okay. I hope you don't regret your arrogance!" Hearing Yang Yan's words, Fang Zhehan's face was suddenly full of dark clouds, and he glared at Yang Yan with iron blush, and said fiercely. has grown so big, he has never been looked down upon like today, especially in his eyes, Yang Yan is just a child, a yellow 'hairy' child whose 'milk' has not dried up.

While speaking, Fang Zhehan had already moved. The dark blue 'colored' sword qi instantly condensed in his hand, because it was a family competition, so no one used the sword, even so, but the strong sword qi was still twisting the air around Fang Zhe Han's body in an instant.

Between the two, there was only a distance of five meters, seeing that Yang Yan had not taken any precautions, Fang Zhehan sneered, a trace of cold chill flashed in his eyes, his body suddenly moved, with the sound of whirring wind, and the dark blue 'colored' fist had already smashed towards Yang Yan's 'chest'.

Seeing this, in the practice room, except for a few people, they all looked at the two people in the round platform in surprise, especially Yang Yan. The surging sword qi is constantly swishing, and the power implied in it, among the sword saints, I am afraid that nearly eighty percent of the people will not dare to take it hard. But seeing Yang Yan, who was motionless, he had to feel powerless.

Could it be that Yang Yan is waiting for death?

No, how could he be so stupid! He just wanted to beat down the arrogance in Fang Zhehan's heart and make him completely succumb!

When Fang Zhehan's fist was only half a meter away from his body, Yang Yan's body suddenly flashed, just a sideways, and easily dodged the fierce fist, at the same time, while Fang Zhehan was deeply surprised, Yang Yan's body took a step to the side slightly, and his right hand suddenly sank, smashing on Fang Zhehan's back.

There is no sword qi, just pure strength! Thinking about Yang Yan's devil training when he was a child, this punch is naturally not light.

After a muffled sound, Fang Zhehan's body stumbled and almost fell to the ground. And the sword qi above the fist had all slammed into the ground, and a trace of dust was splashed suddenly.

"How is it possible?!" After stabilizing his figure, Fang Zhehan secretly exclaimed. And in the entire practice room, except for Yang Chengqiu, Fang Haoting, and Fang Yuetian, this sentence came out of everyone's hearts at the same time.

After hitting Fang Zhe Han, Yang Yan did not continue, but still stood calmly on the round platform, waiting for his next attack!

"He's insulting me, insulting me......" Fang Zhehan kept saying in his mind. Like a vicious wolf, he stared at Yang Yan fiercely. Suddenly, the dark blue 'colored' sword qi reappeared, much more turbulent than it had been. With the initial mistake, Fang Zhehan used part of his sword qi to protect himself. Thinking of the power of that punch like a boulder, I felt a chill in my heart.

However, as Fang Zhehan's body continued to advance, the sword qi above his fist also faded, although it was not as fierce as it was at the beginning, but the trace of sword qi that swirled around it looked extremely weird.

Soul Attack!

Fang Zhe Han no longer gave Yang Yan any chance, in the entire Fang family, his 'essence' divine power ranked third, second only to Fang Haoting and Fang Yunan. He is confident that after this fist, even if Yang Yan is not a fool, he will become a fool.

"Ah...... He actually used ......"

"Soul attack, he actually ......"

Outside the round platform, when they saw the sword qi above Fang Zhehan's fist, they were immediately surprised, and everyone agreed that Fang Zhehan had already killed Yang Yan.

Fang Haoting was no exception, he naturally knew that Fang Zhehan's 'essence' divine power was very strong, but whether Yang Yan, as a sword saint, could resist it, he didn't know whether he had a bottom in his heart. When he set his eyes on Yang Chengqiu, he found that the latter smiled at him leisurely. Only then did the mood with doubts and 'confusion' temporarily calm down.

The fist was getting closer and closer, and Yang Yan seemed to have heard the sizzling sound produced by the friction of the sword qi against the air, and seemed to feel the slightly higher temperature that was getting closer and closer. A cold snort sounded, Yang Yan's right hand suddenly moved up, leaving an afterimage, and a trace of pale yellow 'colored' sword qi instantly appeared in his hand, and then gently swung forward, instantly blocking Fang Zhehan's fist. However, above the fist, the thick 'essence' divine power penetrated through and struck directly at Yang Yan's head.

Everyone almost didn't see the fleeting sword qi in Yang Yan's hand, but it was as round as above, and the bodies of both of them instantly froze. The remnants of the strong wind gently blew the hair of the two men, and then slowly fell.

In the entire practice room, the silence was as quiet as death again!

The next moment, Yang Yan calmly put away his right hand and slowly walked towards Yang Chengqiu. However, Fang Zhehan has always maintained his current posture, motionless, like a statue.

Everyone's hearts were like seeing a ghost, and a slight chill continued to rise on their backs. originally thought that Yang Yan would be stupid, but the fact was the opposite, looking at Fang Zhehan who was motionless, many people already had a trace of realization in their hearts that Fang Zhehan had already lost.

Half a minute ago, when Fang Zhehan's fist was approaching Yang Yan's body, Yang Yan suddenly summoned out a trace of sword qi to block the fist that was not very powerful, and at the same time, a 'essence' divine power instantly rushed towards Fang Zhehan, not only dissolving the 'essence' divine power brought by the fist, but also rushing straight into Fang Zhehan's 'chest'.

Fang Zhehan just suddenly felt a pain in his head, and his whole body was instantly paralyzed after a pause, everything behind him seemed to have nothing to do with him, he seemed to have arrived in a space where he was the only one who existed, and it was pitch black all around, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

"Zhe Han ......" Outside the round platform, I don't know who exhaled softly.

"Ah......" Fang Zhehan's mind finally pulled back, but the pain in his mind had made him almost crazy. Like a devil, he glared at Yang Yan in pain, but apart from the heart-rending screams, he couldn't say anything.

Fang Haoting never thought that Yang Yan's 'essence' divine power was so strong, and he didn't expect that with just one move, he would defeat Fang Zhehan. What he didn't expect was that Fang Zhehan was actually injured by Yang Yan's soul attack.

Dear friends, I'm sorry, but the project has been too tight in recent days, and the time can't be used, so I can only guarantee one chapter

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