Fang Jing is not the best general, nor is he a good negotiation partner, let alone a benevolent person, Fang Jing is just an ordinary person, he himself has never said that he is an immortal, but there is a dumb immortal to help, and this ability, at present, Fang Jing feels that it is not given to him by the dumb immortal, or it is practiced by himself, but how to comment on this, he has no bottom in his heart.

But as far as the five people in front of him are concerned, in Fang Jing's heart, these people are masters, and they are very good masters, even if they are themselves, if they are not careful, they will be poisoned.

As far as Ram Qu is concerned, his force value can definitely reach two percent of Fang Jing's, and this Cao Kuan, who was pierced by Fang Jing, is also close to two percent, but it may also reach three percent, if it weren't for Fang Jing's strength and fast enough, it is estimated that he would be able to fight with him for a hundred and ten rounds, of course, this premise is that Fang Jing does not need to use the escape method, because this is unrivaled.

Speed is everything, and this sentence is also applicable when it comes to fighting.

"Kill my thirteenth junior brother, I want your life." While Fang Jing was thinking about some questions, a long sword was stabbing towards Fang Jing.

"Choking" Fang Jing hurriedly waved his gun to resist, turning his body to dodge these few quick swords.

"What's your name? The swordsmanship is so fast, I don't think it's an unknown person, right? Although I still don't know what your name is, what sect and faction you belong to, report to your home, save the dead soul from finding a place. After Fang Jing dodged, he clenched his spear, stood aside, and asked the gray-robed man.

"We are the people of the Nine Gates, you have remembered for me, my name is Yu Lang, and you will definitely die under my sword today." The man who called himself a concubine wave, clenched his long sword, pointed at Fang Jing, the tyrannical aura in his heart already made him lifeless, he looked like a dead man, staring at Fang Jing, more like a tiger staring at a prey.

"Nine gates? Cloud waves? "Fang Jing doesn't know anything about this, is there anyone surnamed Yun in this world? Just as Fang Jing was still thinking about it, Yu Lang's long sword stabbed at Fang Jing again.

After a few "choking" sounds, Fang Jing stood aside again, looking at this concubine, the swordsmanship was so fast and extremely tricky, he greeted Fang Jing under the ribs, it was not like a normal fighting style at all, let alone like an ordinary soldier fighting.

"Wait, the words are not finished, Yunlang? Are the white clouds in the sky and the waves in the sea? What are the nine gates? Fang Jing wanted to know what the nine gates in this man's mouth were, maybe these would be useful to him, even if they weren't useful, he had to figure them out, he would always know something.

Maybe it will be helpful for me to return to the 21st century, and the skills of these people are so high, if you think about them, there must be some history among their nine gates, and there must be some classics, just like the classics of Qingmen.

"Fei Lang, it's not the wave of white clouds, as for our nine gates, it's not what you know, don't talk nonsense, look at the sword." The man had already lost his patience, and he stopped for a while after a few beatings, but he couldn't catch up with Shang Jing's figure, so he could only respond a few words, and then swing his sword to bully him.

"Okay, then come on." Fang Jing picked up the spear that was stunned on the ground with one foot and posed, the tip of the spear pointed at Yu Lang.

At this time, Fang Jing no longer thinks about what clouds or concubines, the nine doors are still ten, fight first, as long as one person is left behind, he can always know what sect the nine doors are.

"Choking, ding, when" The long sword and the spear collided together, Fang Jing also began to exert all his strength, and fought with Yu Lang, completely one, if you want to fight, I will accompany you to fight, see if you can resist a few moves of yourself.

Turning around, the spear was handed over, pointing directly at Yu Lang's chest, the same technique as killing Cao Kuan just now, 'ding' Yu Lang swung his sword and picked it off, picking the spear off, and dodging Fang Jing's first move.

Yu Lang bullied up, the long sword stabbed directly at Fang Jing's door, Fang Jing put away the gun and returned to defense, turned around to block the sword, squatted back, and stabbed at Yu Lang again, Yu Lang turned around again and dodged to the side, dodging Fang Jing's second move.

Holding the gun again, he stabbed the door in front of him, and the waves flew into the air, dodging Fang Jing's third move.

Fang Jing put away the gun and handed the spear into the air, Fei Lang was in the air, 'choking' twice, swinging the sword to resist, his body fell, he tapped the head of the spear, and quickly retreated to the rear, dodging Fang Jing's fourth move.

At this time, the two were already some distance from each other, Fang Jing clenched the spear with both hands, stared at Fei Lang not far in front of him, and secretly thought in his heart, this person named Yun Lang has such a high force value, he fired four shots in a row, but he didn't stab the other party, it seems that he has to work harder, otherwise this face will be lost.

Moreover, as far as this concubine Lang's body technique is concerned, it is no longer comparable to Lu Jing, this can really be said to be a light skill, and furthermore, the agility of this concubine Lang is indescribable, not to mention the strength of the swordsmanship, if Fang Jing didn't rely on his own skills, it is estimated that it would be really difficult to beat today.

And for Yu Lang, he was even more shocked in his heart, this Xiao Langjun on the opposite side was so fast and good at marksmanship, he only had the advantage of parrying and dodging, and he had no advantage in attacking at all, and he was among the nine disciples, although he was not the best, but he could also be regarded as an existence that could rank in the top ten among their more than 20 senior brothers, but this Xiao Langjun in front of him could be compared with his senior brother.

The two of them stood quietly, staring at each other, the scene was tense, and the soldiers in the distance were stunned and shocked, if this fight was juggling, they had to applaud and cheer.

Lu Jing had already covered her mouth with her hands at this time, nervous, in her heart, she really didn't expect that Fang Jing's force value had reached a situation she had never imagined, and she didn't expect that under such a fight, Fang Jing had always been in an advantage, but as for the next, she had great expectations in her heart.

Fang Jing held the gun in one hand, took a light step, and stabbed straight towards the Fei Lang in front of him, the speed was so fast, he had reached the door of the Fei Lang in an instant.

'Choking, choking' Yu Lang swung his sword and picked up the gun, picked the incoming spear away, dodged one side again, and Fang Jing's fifth move failed again.

'Ding, choke, dang, ding' Fang Jing raised the gun again and stabbed directly, firing three shots in a row, but he was still picked away by Fei Lang, dodging away, three shots and three blows, three consecutive defeats, Fang Jing was shocked, this person called Yu Lang has good swordsmanship.

'Choking, choking' Yu Lang has been pressed and beaten by Fang Jing for most of the day, the anger is rising, and he swings his sword towards Fang Jing, the same three swords, which were picked by Fang Jing, and Yu Lang has already known Fang Jing's style of play, and there are not too many moves, only stabbing and picking two, it seems that the marksmanship has not yet fully reached the momentum of perfection in this Xiao Langjun.

Yu Lang took a fancy to Fang Jing's weakness, and kept swinging his sword to stab at Fang Jing, chopping, chopping, stabbing, picking, blocking, stirring, and all the moves came once, making Fang Jing always at a disadvantage.

At this time, Fang Jing was not in a hurry, because he knew that he had never practiced any marksmanship and swordsmanship, because there was no suitable cheats to learn, so there were only some simple moves.

Not far away, the ram bent a few of them, looking at the fight between the two, from the beginning they were pressed by Fang Jing and beaten by Fei Lang, and their hearts were extremely nervous, but now they were pressing Fang Jing to fight, and they began to look forward to it again, although they also knew that among the few of them, this Fei Lang's force value was definitely very high, at least among the five of them, he could definitely rank first, even if it was a ram Qu, he could not compete with Yu Lang.

"Eighth Senior Brother, avenge the Thirteenth Senior Brother." Jiang Chuan shouted loudly at Yu Lang, expecting that his eighth senior brother would be able to stab Fang Jing to death with a single sword.

'Choking' Fei Lang seemed to have used all his strength, wielding his long sword, desperately trying to slash Fang Jing under the sword, but all this needed to be established under the condition that Fang Jing did not move.

"Looks like you've done your best, now it's my turn." Fang Jing felt that this Fei Lang no longer had too many moves and skills, and after taking a few steps back, he shouted loudly to Yu Lang.

As soon as Fang Jing finished shouting, Fang Jing, who had taken a few steps back, stepped on the ground lightly with a spear in his hand, and rushed forward at a high speed, or at a speed like displacement, and stabbed Yu Lang in the chest with a shot.

At this time, Yu Lang was bullying himself, where would he have thought that Fang Jing would not retreat but advance, and when the tip of the spear reached him, it was already too late.

'Pounce', the spear pierced through his chest, Fang Jing ran forward a few more steps, then caught the spear, stood with the gun again, turned his body and looked at Yu Lang, this was Fang Jing's ninth move.

It was a quiet and terrifying scene, no one made any sound, only the sound of blood dripping from the wounds on Yu Lang's chest and back.

"Eighth Senior Brother, Eighth Senior Brother." When the three of them looked at Yu Lang, Yu Lang's chest had already been pierced by Fang Jing's spear, a huge hole, and blood flowed.

Fang Jing returned to Lu Jing with the gun in his hand, handed the spear to the soldier who lent him the gun, and stood quietly on the spot, watching how the remaining three would deal with it next.

Fang Jing still had a lot of questions, he wanted to know from them, if they were unwilling to answer, then they had to kill them, as for the questions, they could only wait until Lu Jing recovered from his injuries and then take Lu Jing to find the island.

"You, if you kill the eighth senior brother, my nine gates will never let you go, you must die, you must die." Jiang Chuan hugged Yu Lang, who was covered in blood, looked at Fang Jing with hatred on his face, and shouted loudly.

"Whether I will die or not, you probably can't see it, because you all have to stay in our village today, didn't you say it? If you need to die if you break into the island where you live, then you will have to die if you break into our village, which is called using the way to govern the body of others, think about it, you have no opinion. Fang Jing looked at the remaining three and said.

"My two junior brothers are dead, please let me go." Although Ram Qu hated Fang Jing in his heart, he thought that he should quickly withdraw from here, and then go back and call someone to talk about it, if it continues like this, all five of them will have to explain here, even the most powerful concubine Lang is already like this, who else can withstand this person.

"Leave? Is it really that Fangjia Village is a fang market, you can come if you want, and you can leave if you want? Fang Jing looked at Ram Qu, could it be that this person's head was caught by the door? Didn't you understand what you just said?

"Give me your sword." Fang Jing directly asked for a long sword from another soldier, and held it in his hand, maybe this sword would have to fight again.

"Sir, let's use this sword." Qian Shi watched Fang Jing ask the soldier for a sword, and was afraid that the soldier's sword was not good enough, so he directly brought the sword named 'Wuxue' that Fang Jing had given him before.

Fang Jing looked at Qian Shi, handed back the sword given by the soldier, and took the long sword handed over by Qian Shi, and this long sword was given to Qian Shi before, Fang Jing remembered that the first sword given to Qian Shi was called 'No Trace', and the second sword was called 'Wuxue'.

"Qian Shi, this 'Snowless' sword, it seems that you have rarely used it, it is still so beautiful, and you rarely see blood, so let's use them to sacrifice such a 'Snowless' sword today." Fang Jing looked at Qian Shi and spoke.

"Sir, 'Wuxue' has never seen blood, since Mr. gave it to me, I have been taking good care of it, and if I have the chance, I will definitely let 'Wuxue' see blood." Qian Shi knew that what Fang Jing said just now was for 'Wuxue', but it was also for himself, the sword needed sword blood, not to be used as an offering at home.

"Fang Jing, will you also send me a sword? This 'Snowless' sword looks very good, Fang Jing, I don't know if you can give me one? Lu Jing looked at the 'Wuxue' sword that Fang Jing was holding, with a look of envy, it could be seen from the sword that it was a good sword, and Lu Jing had never had such a sword.

"Let's talk about it in a few days, let's deal with the matter in front of us first." Fang Jing said casually, turning his head and staring at the three of them in the ram in the field.