"At a young age, he is already half-step first-class, and he has already left a place for you in the rookie list, and he can be regarded as a genius, but unfortunately, he did something he shouldn't do. ”

The old man was secretly frightened.

Fang Xiu's age and strength, among the juniors he has seen, can be regarded as the number one in the ranks.

"Are you from the Flying Star Sword Sect?"

Although Fang Xiu's words were doubtful, he said firmly.

"Deacon of the Flying Star Sword Sect, Wine Sword Immortal Huangshan!"

The old man, that is, the wine sword immortal Huangshan, looked solemn and said solemnly.

Wine Sword Fairy?

Fang Xiu glanced at the wine gourd in Huang Shan's hand, and then saw the sharp sword stuck in the ground.

"You said that Fang Mou has a big tone, Fang Mou thinks that your tone is not small, and the word Sword Immortal dares to match it, I don't know what ability I have!"

"The title of Wine Sword Immortal is just a nickname given by friends in the rivers and lakes, Fang Gang Leader doesn't have to take it seriously, but the old man's ability, Fang Gang Leader may be able to see it. ”

Huang Shan was not annoyed by Fang Xiu's words, but poured another sip of wine.

Fang Xiu scoffed.

If it was really like what Huang Shan said, the other party would not have put the three words of Jiujian Immortal in front of him when he introduced himself.

It's clear that you're proud of your title, so you can talk about it.

"It seems that today is unavoidable. ”

"Fang Gang Master's mistake is that he killed my person from the Flying Star Sword Sect, otherwise, with Fang Gang Master's talent and talent, he is enough to worship in the Flying Star Sword Sect and become an elite disciple.

Or the true disciple is not necessarily, but it is a pity that the Fang Gang Master failed to grasp this opportunity.

After today, there will be one less young genius in the rivers and lakes. ”

Huang Shan shook his head, as if he felt sorry for Fang Xiu.

In his eyes, Fang Xiu already had no other way to live.

Half-step first-class martial arts are extraordinary in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of acquired masters, it is the same thing.

If you don't set foot on the boundary between heaven and man, you will never know how big the gap between the two is.

"Don't talk too much, it's not necessarily who will kill the deer!"

Fang Xiu's hand was quietly pressed on the hilt of the sword.

Huangshan Void grabbed it, and the long sword inserted in the ground was suddenly ingested by him.

The intent of slaughter permeated between the two.

The wind blew slowly, lifting a fallen leaf and falling in the middle.

Boom!

The sword light is dazzling, and the sound of the long sword cutting through the scabbard is heart-wrenching.

The true qi of the mixed yuan heavenly gong was attached to the Chengping sword, and the sword qi came out immediately, and the sword qi was like a thunderbolt, and the fallen leaves on the ground were wiped out by the invisible strong wind at this moment, turning into powder.

"Good!"

Huang Shan let out a loud shout.

It also moved suddenly, the tip of the long sword was tapped, and a circle of sword flowers appeared after the dance, and the sword body seemed to be a magnet that attracted everything, pulling everything that could be pulled.

With the momentum of thunder, the Chengping Sword pierced through the middle of the sword flower with a sword, and the true qi that belonged to the Mixed Yuan Heavenly Gong exploded.

Buzz –

Silent fluctuations, centered on the two of them, spread in all directions, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Tear and pull!

Blood, accompanied by the flicker of sword light, floated in the air.

Fang Xiu retreated with a blow, and stood on the ground.

A sword wound suddenly appeared on his chest, about half an inch wide, and the blood could not stop seeping out.

Reaching out and tapping his chest a few times, stopping the wound slightly, Fang Xiu looked at Huang Shan.

On the tip of the sword on Chengping's sword, a trace of blood also appeared, which was very faint and almost undetectable.

"What a fast sword, what a domineering swordsmanship!"

Huang Shan looked down at his chest, the clothes that were pierced by the long sword, a red dot appeared on the skin inside, and the red dot became larger at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, turning into blood beads and cutting down.

Huang Shan had to admit that Fang Xiu's sword had reached the extreme of his current realm.

Even if it was him, he had hardly seen a sword that was faster than Fang Xiu.

If the realm is the same, he is already a revenant under the opponent's sword at this time.

Fang Xiu smiled disdainfully, and said sarcastically: "The name of the Wine Sword Immortal is nothing more than that, even my half-step first-class can't kill me, if it were me, you would be dead." ”

"Indeed, if you and I switch places, I am the one who dies at this moment. ”

Huang Shan nodded in agreement and said, "Your innate secret record level martial arts should be more than a small success, whether it is a perfect fire, or a peak level."

It's just that sometimes, cultivation is the most important thing, no matter how advanced the swordsmanship is, what is the use of the realm not keeping up.

If you're a first-class martial artist, you might still have a chance to survive.

Half a step is first-class, not enough!"

Being able to lower him by so many realms and break his near-Dacheng acquired swordsmanship is only possible with this level of innate martial arts.

"If it's enough, you'll know if you've tried it!"

When the words fell, Fang Xiu stepped forward, drew the sword technique out of the sheath again, the sword qi broke through the air, and the sword momentum was like lightning.

Bang!

Sword after sword, Fang Xiu's spirit was completely immersed in it, repeatedly drawing the sword, taking out the sword, and closing the sword, without a moment of pause, nor a moment of sluggishness.

Each sword is flawlessly connected, and the sword aura is endless, as terrifying as the sky and the bright sun.

Since the other party wanted to kill, even if he was invincible, Fang Xiu would not choose to be captured, and was willing to die.

If you want to kill him, you must be prepared to be killed!

Huang Shan's pupils widened, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment, and when the long sword waved, his true qi swayed out, forming one sword circle after another, trapping Fang Xiu's majestic sword momentum layer by layer.

The sword circle was extinguished and returned, and the sword aura continued to surge.

With every swing of Fang Xiu's sword, his momentum reached a new peak.

The speed of the sword is getting faster and faster, to the point that it is difficult to see with the naked eye.

Huangshan's pace was steady, and every time he caught a sword, he took a step back, firmly defending against the deadly attack of each sword.

Later, Huangshan almost relied on his feelings to resist.

It's just that there is no panic in his heart, under the operation of his true qi, the sword circles are stacked endlessly, and he is allowed to attack in every way, and he controls it with a sword.

"This son is terrifying, if he is immortal, his achievements are limitless!"

Huang Shan swung his sword as he stared at Fang Xiu's movements.

He is an acquired master, and he only took advantage of it from the beginning.

After that, he fell into a passive situation, and could only defend with a sword, without a chance to attack.

It's not that he doesn't have a chance to fight back, it's that Fang Xiu's sword drawing technique is too terrifying, if he counterattacks, although he can kill Fang Xiu, he may also be seriously injured under the opponent's sword.

Fighting to the end with a half-step first-class martial artist, Huangshan has no such plan.

As long as he defends with the sword, when the opponent's momentum reaches its peak, when there is nothing to be done, the momentum will inevitably fall, and at that time, it will be the opportunity to really make a move.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Regarding Huang Shan's thoughts, Fang Xiu didn't care at all.

He was now caught in a wonderful feeling, and every time he drew his sword, he had a mysterious feeling, and he gradually indulged in it.