The rapier scimitar in the back strikes, do you give up the attack or lose both?

I saw an earthy yellow light on Fang Geng's body, and a set of aura armor was put on his body.

He's going to hard-connect?

Grandmaster Zhao on the opposite side had a solemn face, perhaps this Fang Geng's plan was to "hurt his ten fingers than cut off one of his fingers". He used the aura of his whole body, mobilized the acupoints to operate, a set of cyan armor was covered on his body, and his double knives were on his chest, ready to fight with Fang Geng.

Behind that, the scribe and the Zhao people urged the sword more quickly, wanting to share some of the pressure on this side, or also wanting to strike a blow. Otherwise, the three grandmasters besieged it, but Fang Geng seriously injured one person, and the result was not good.

I saw Fang Geng's short stick waving like a mad demon, and the stirring vitality was splashing everywhere. Suddenly, the opposite Zhao Ren Sect Master saw Fang Geng's originally hideous face showing a sly smile, and his heart couldn't help but burst!

Fang Geng shouted, and the short stick split his head!

"Boom-"

The earthquake cracked, and a gully several feet long winded and stretched, and the earth was splashed and dusty.

The two behind had to slow down, wanting to see the real thing.

"Be careful!"

There was a rapid shout from the opposite side, which made the two of them feel terrified!

The scribe He Yue waved his sleeves and brushed the dust away, no one!

Not good!

The two of them were already in a hurry to defend again, and above the sky, they pressed down vigorously.

"Boom-"

The two vomited blood and flew back, looking at Fang Geng who was standing in the air with shocked eyes.

"No wonder ······" The only Grandmaster who wasn't injured muttered.

At this time, what Fang Geng revealed was not a beginner level at all, but a middle-level grandmaster.

"Senior brother, if you make a move on these wastes, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep me. Fang Geng gently floated down on the top of a tent and said casually.

"Hey—why do you and my brother see you like this? This king just let his subordinates come to meet you······"

The voice came slowly, and I saw a heroic man in bright yellow armor striding out from the depths of the barracks.

The great general of the past, the king of Changshan today!

King Changshan walked to the middle and waved his hand, and He Yue and the others retreated in shame.

"Third child, go, go back with me, I have already let the wine and food be put on the table, although it is not as good as the delicious food on Changle Mountain, but it is better because the flavor is unique and the wine is strong enough. ”

King Changshan looked at Fang Geng with a smile on his face.

"I don't know what the prince likes about me, you might as well say it clearly. Fang Geng stared at him expressionlessly.

King Chang Shan shook his head and said, "Third child, you are still like this after so many years. What plans do I have against you, my brother?"

Speaking of this, he said in a paused voice: "I have hundreds of thousands of male soldiers, I have cut the land and become the king, and I enjoy endless wealth, what else do I need to plot against you?"

Fang Geng said disdainfully: "Then prince, are you going to arrange a rich and idle job for me?"

"All positions are up to you!"

"Huh. Fang Geng squinted at him and said, "Then give me your throne?"

King Changshan sighed and said, "Third child, after so many years, you are still so stubborn. ”

Fang Geng shouted: "Yes, I'm still me, but you're not the same person you used to be!"

With a wave of the short stick, his eyes flashed: "You have always been arrogant and want to surpass your master in your merits, but in the end, is it so surpassed?"

The more he talked, the more angry he became, the fighting intent on his body boiled, and he jumped down with a short stick: "I'll wake you up this chaotic thief!"

"Whew-"

The wind howled, rolling up the sand and gravel on the ground.

King Chang Shan's face was as usual, and when the short stick reached the top, he indifferently reached out and grabbed it, held the tip of the stick, and fixed Fang Geng in the air.

"Third child, in Changle Mountain, we are the most affectionate, and the senior brother knows you best, you have always been such a loyal and jealous character. But I would advise you that good and evil in your eyes are never necessarily what you think - that is, the master and his old man."

"Shut up!

The short stick is pressed down, but unfortunately, the line does not move!

"Hmph! Why can't I say it!"

King Chang Shan shouted angrily, and he also moved his liver fire, and as soon as his palm was loosened, he pushed Fang Geng far away.

Fang Geng only felt a strong surge coming, and his body retreated uncontrollably, and he only stopped after smashing three tents in a row.

Dozens of feet apart, the two brothers looked at each other angrily!

King Chang Shan stretched out his hand and pointed at Fang Geng: "Do you know how long I have been trapped at the peak of Zhenguo?" I begged him with a good voice, but he always said that it was not time, it was not time. Isn't he afraid that I will break through to the position of the Great Grandmaster and rob him of the opportunity? You have always been by his side, don't say that you don't know that he is already a Great Grandmaster!"

Fang Geng looked at him straightly, stunned for a long time, and then laughed "haha", leaning back and closing his laughter, and even laughed with tears, until he saw that the senior brother's face changed, he stopped laughing and said: "If it is for this matter, then you should indeed blame the master!"

King Chang was stunned by what he said, he was still the third child who maintained the master in every way, how could he arrange the master in a blink of an eye?

Fang Gengle looked at the senior brother, and said with infinite joy in his heart: "Once the junior brother did something wrong, the master said that he would be punished on the second day. He drugged the master's food, urging the master to break through the great master, and then shattered the void and left. ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help laughing again: "As a result, the master broke through, but he didn't leave this world, and he beat the little junior brother well." ”

King Changshan muttered, "How is it possible?"

"Haha, and you, originally the little junior brother wanted to give you a copy of that medicine for the sake of your good wine and good meat, but the master said that if you become a great grandmaster, leave your foundation and run away, who will send so many good things to Changle Mountain at that time? ”

Speaking of this, Fang Geng looked at the glazed-eyed senior brother and said lightly: "Actually, the master told us behind his back that you are arrogant and arrogant, and it is not good for you to achieve the great master before your achievements are completed. And now you are entangled in mundane affairs, and your precipitation is insufficient, even if you become a great master, you will not be able to advance an inch after that. ”

"You lied to me!"

On weekdays, he was unusually calm and strategic, and King Changshan, who was strategizing, lost his composure and scolded loudly.

"Hehe, I really didn't expect that you would care so much about the position of the great grandmaster, and you also misunderstood the master. If only I had known, I would have brought a medicine from the mountains. Why don't I go back and get it for you now?"

"Haha, third child, do you think that if I make up a story like this, I can believe it?

King Chang Shan's eyes were cold.

"Hey—"

Fang Geng looked at him with a complicated expression: "If I hadn't seen it in person, I wouldn't have believed that the cowardly little guy who followed Master Zhao was such a demonic existence······"

He picked up the short stick, held the middle of the stick with both hands, twisted it left and right, and with a "click", the short stick turned into two pieces that slowly separated, and in the middle were intersecting slender blades.

"Little junior brother said that my kung fu, although it bursts, it is not brave, and no matter how good the light skill is, it can only be used to escape. Senior brother, you also said that I am, right?"

King Chang looked at him, didn't take any action, nodded and said, "I didn't expect that little guy to be unable to learn martial arts, but his vision is good." ”

The left and right hands were held in reverse, the blades were facing outward, the short sticks were connected, and a long blade at both ends, and a Qimen blade with a long handle in the middle appeared in Fang Geng's hand.

"You said that I only need to train on the battlefield for three years and five years, and kill thousands of people. The little junior brother doesn't think so. ”

The weapon in Fang Geng's hand slowly pointed forward.

"He designed this blade for me and created a technique for me. ”

In the wind, there is a fighting spirit to freeze.

"Senior brother, look at the third child's kung fu may enter your eyes. ”

"Good!"

King Chang Shan's face was solemn, his fists were wrong, and he stepped forward.

"Come!"

"Whew-"

I saw that Fang Geng's figure was first divided into two, and then divided into four, changing more and more, and his figure was all within ten zhang.

"Thorn-"

Everything that can be seen within a radius of ten zhang has become a filament and scattered!

He Yue and the others in the distance retreated again and again, their eyes were full of horror, if this Fang Geng used such a means just now, then they would all have to explain here.

"That's what you can do?"

King Chang Shan snorted coldly and punched in the air.

"When—"

Gold and iron strike, fist in the middle of the sharp blade!

"Senior brother, do you know why no one has ever seen me make a move, but I am called 'Flying Guest'?"

The voice drifted away, and the figure faded away.

And King Chang Shan's face was a little more solemn.

Above the nine heavens, there is a light like a meteor passing by, that speed, that power, is not at all what flesh and blood can have, of course, how can flesh and blood resist?

"With such a move, are you crazy, or is the little junior brother crazy?"

King Chang Shan's eyes stared at the meteor in an instant, and he had to turn to one side and give up a blow. He, don't dare to take it!

The meteor crossed an arc against his body and turned into the distance, and King Chang reached out from behind to grab Fang Geng, who was far away.

"Whew-"

Fang Geng didn't look back, and the strange blade thrust back.

"When—"

The figure has disappeared nine days away!

King Chang looked at the white marks on his five fingers, and there was a battle intent on his body.

The meteor went fast, came faster, and a white line fell straight down with a whistling sound!

Can't stop it!

"Squeak—"

The sharp blade sliced through the armor, leaving a faint mark.

"Whew-"

"The little junior brother said that since he wants to practice light skills, he must soar above the nine heavens like the goshawk. Senior brother, junior brother's move 'Eagle Soaring Nine Days' is eye-catching?"

The white line is getting longer and longer, and the whistling sound is getting faster and faster, like nine clouds and thunder, roaring!

Changshan Wang Tang is at the peak of the Zhenguo Grandmaster, and he doesn't dare to take it hard with a single move!

"Okay, the third child, you have really grown, and you have surprised me a lot, but if you want to challenge the level like this, that's not enough!"

"Drink!"

King Changshan stepped on the ground with one foot, shook thousands of gravel, and with a wave of his palms, the gravel was rubbed into a big ball.

"Bang!"

A fist smashed on the ball, and the sand and gravel scattered like swords and knives, and every grain of sand had supreme power and rushed to the sky.

"Hahaha - Senior brother, the eagle soars for nine days, and it moves when you hear the wind!"

"Many!"

The sound is a thousand feet away.

"Thanks!"

The voice is lingering, and it has gone more than ten miles.

"Phase—"

The sound was inaudible.

"Send. ”

In front of King Changshan, Fang Geng threw the blade in his hand and said with a shy face: "Senior brother, I remember, I can cook fish, is there still one less cook in your palace?"

"That's a good idea. ”

Not far away, the two Grandmasters arrived belatedly with the Fifth Senior Sister with a wry smile on their faces.