That's definitely what he says.

Because the head is definitely the most vulnerable part of the human body, with the distance between the two of them just now, Fang Ji doesn't need to gather too much aura at all, and he can easily take his life, but the other party is just condensed and not hairy, obviously his subordinates are merciful.

After a pause, the big man smiled again and said, "But now that I know your killer move, then if I do it again next time, you will not be my opponent." ”

Fang Scar nodded, which was also something he was worried about.

He had only used this mountain-breaking fist once in front of the bloody and unclothed people, and then he had never used it again, even when he fought with Rong Baiqian yesterday.

On the one hand, it was because using the black true element in his body was too physically demanding, and on the other hand, he also wanted to keep a hole card for himself.

Everything that has happened recently proves that there must be someone in the Qingshan Sect who is deliberately targeting him, except for the master, there is no one in the Qingshan Sect who is worthy of his trust, if he doesn't even have this life-saving hole card, then his little life can't be said to be his own.

"My name is Hachi. ”

The big man didn't tease, Chong Fangji arched his hand and walked off the platform.

After a pause, he seemed to think of something, so he picked up a stone and threw it gently into the distance.

The pebble made a graceful arc and struck the welcoming pine impartially, and almost at the same time, the big pine tree broke off at the waist.

The fracture is uneven, as if it had been bitten by a dog.

"Wow, what a master of the psychic realm is, a small stone has such power!"

I don't know who said it, and I suddenly got a roll of my eyes.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the big man didn't use a little strength when he threw the stones, and the big pine tree was obviously broken by the square marks before, and only a layer of skin was connected, and at this time it fell down after being touched by an external force.

If people still had doubts about the strength of the scars just now, then they should also believe it at this time, and the few people who were still coaxing just now were even more silent.

I don't know when, the people who were still queuing up to challenge the square mark have disappeared without a trace.

This is also normal, after all, the strength of most of the people present is around the martial artist Sanchongtian, but if you think about it, if you swap positions with Fang Zhen, no one will be able to take two rounds under the hands of the big man, let alone fight with him.

Although Fang Zhen had already defeated Rong Millions in front of the inner disciples yesterday, it didn't cause much turmoil, but this time it was different, Fang Zhen actually fought with a real psychic realm powerhouse, which was enough to prove his strength.

Those younger brothers and sisters who were originally lukewarm to each other gathered one after another, as if they regarded him as an idol.

Fang Zhen said a few words modestly, but in his heart he was very useful, and it wouldn't be long before he could build a team of his own.

"This guy, why can he surprise people every time he shoots!"

His gaze passed through the crowd and fell on Fang Zhen's body, and his bloody eyes were a little cold.

Although his qualifications are not as good as Fang Zhen, he is also a first-class figure among the younger generation of the Qingshan Sect.

In terms of family background, he is much more superior, after all, his grandfather is the second elder of the Qingshan Sect, and he is even more senior than Lei Li.

But whether in the eyes of the elders or in front of the senior brothers, his status is far inferior to Fang Zhen, as long as he appears at the same time as Fang Zhen, he will always be the one who is left out.

It wasn't until Fang Zhen left that he finally enjoyed the feeling of being watched by everyone, and now he was taken away by life.

It's hard to accept this sense of disparity.

It wasn't until this time that he understood Rong Baiqian's mood.

"Everyone is saying hello to Senior Brother, why don't Senior Brother Wuyi join in the fun?"

Bloody Wuyi was angry, and when he heard this, he was even more furious, but when he turned around and found that the person who spoke was snowfalling, he held back again.

Beautiful women enjoy privileges everywhere, even the iron-clad man who is bloodless is not exempt from vulgarity.

"The task assigned to me by the master is to assist Senior Brother Fang Zhen in testing the outer disciples, so I don't have to say anything cheap. ”

Although he had tried to exercise as much restraint as possible, his tone was still a little unpleasant.

The corners of Xueluo's mouth lifted slightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking, so she sighed faintly and said, "It's a pity, there are not many people like Senior Brother Wuyi in the sect, and the others are all sloppy and slapping horses, I feel a headache when I see it." ”

As she spoke, she moved closer to Bloody Clothes, and the whole person was about to stick to him.

"Senior Sister ......"

Blood Wuyi's face was red, as if he had been smeared with a layer of cinnabar.

Looking at her embarrassed appearance, Xueluo also smiled delicately, and was about to speak, when someone suddenly shouted in the distance: "What are you doing?"

When I turned around, I saw a person glaring angrily at the blood without clothes, it was none other than the fiancé who fell in the snow, and the punishment was passed.

As he spoke, he had already walked over and inserted his body between the two of them.

"What are you doing here?" Xue Luo frowned, she really hated this ass in her heart.

"I should ask you this, right? We have been married since childhood, if you don't go back to complete the marriage, it's just that, I came all the way to the door, why do you ignore my love and don't know anything about other men here. ”

Hearing this, Xue Luo was stunned and said, "You put your mouth cleaner, I have encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation, and I specially came to ask Senior Brother Wuyi for advice, why is it not clear?"

Speaking of this, she seemed to think of something, and then pretended to suddenly realize: "Oh, I'm sorry I forgot, you don't know what cultivation is at all!"

These words undoubtedly touched the most fragile part of Xingtong's heart, and the cynical look on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a sad face.

Xueluo's words were right, he really didn't know what cultivation was!

Soon after he was born, he showed a superior talent, and his perception of the aura between heaven and earth was very strong, and when he was eight years old, he was favored by a passing casual cultivator and accepted as a disciple.

It was precisely because of his future that Xueluo's parents did everything possible to catch up with this family business.

But who knows, as he grew older, his cultivation did not improve at all, and until now he was not even a martial artist.

The only thing that can be praised is that he is very sensitive to the perception of aura, but what is the use of that?

To put it mildly, if it weren't for his superior family background, I'm afraid he wouldn't be alive now.

Xueluo, who has been thinking of himself very high since he was a child, how could he waste his time on a young master of waste wood, so he used the excuse of cultivation and did not go home for a long time.