It's different from the speed in the ring.

This momentary acceleration turned out to be the figure of the lame young man, and suddenly elongated.

The whole person is like a rag, dragging out a long shadow.

This speed.

This kind of light work.

It's a world away from before.

It's like a different person all of a sudden.

The martial arts of actual combat have been raised several notches at once.

The strength has skyrocketed.

With this strong drop, it is easy to misestimate the explosive power of the lame teenager.

At least, everyone present, even the Ten Elders of the Cangtian Gate, did not react.

He could only watch, and the lame young man, in a breath, crossed a distance of more than 100 meters, and rushed to Fang Yi's face.

Zheng!

The sound of drawing the sword had just sounded, and the sword light was already approaching the tip of Fang Yi's nose.

Fang Yi, who had been wary for a long time, leaned back, and the blade of the sword almost brushed the tip of his nose.

You can even feel the cold temperature of the sword body.

You can wait for your gaze to move down slightly.

Fang Yi immediately noticed that after the lame young man took out his sword, he did not forget to take out the sharp dagger from his arms in his left hand, and leaned forward.

While Fang Yi was leaning back, the dagger had already stabbed at Fang Yi's heart.

His face changed slightly.

Fang Yi reluctantly held the hanging sword, with the scabbard, in front of his chest.

While!!

The dagger poked a small hole in the scabbard, but it slammed into the sword, and there was a crisp sound of metal impact, steadily blocking the attack.

Bang.

At that moment, the two fell to the ground almost simultaneously.

The lame boy reacted very quickly, and with a slash of the dagger, he directly cut the scabbard of the hanging sword, avoiding the sword body, and continued to stab down the edge.

Where will Fang Yi let him succeed, the internal force is flowing, and his knees are topped.

Bang!!

The lame boy's eyes suddenly burst out, his stomach was shrunk by the top of his knees, and his back was arched high.

With a whoop, Fang Yi's face was sprayed with spittle, and his entire body flew vertically up to a meter high.

Just his left and right hands, still clutching the sword and the blood-stained dagger.

His eyes were fixed on the ground, and he was rolling to the side, and there was a small wound on his calf.

Seizing the opportunity, the lame boy in mid-air endured the pain of tumbling in his stomach and stomach, and the dagger in his left hand was thrown out directly!

While!!

Unexpectedly, Fang Yi, who was rolling quickly, could accurately block the flying dagger with a hanging sword.

"Don't try to escape!"

The tip of the sword touched the ground, and the lame boy was like an electric fan, and the tip of the sword was outward, spinning horizontally and at high speed.

Fang Yi had already stood up, and when he saw the lame young man's attack coming towards him, he didn't panic at all, instead stood calmly in place, throwing away the tattered scabbard.

The internal force swelled up, and both hands clenched the sharp hanging sword.

From top to bottom, like splitting Huashan, a sword slashed!

The hanging sword slashed precisely at the longsword in the lame boy's hand, which was spinning at high speed.

Both of them collide most directly with extreme force.

This is the collision of strength and strength, and it is also the most direct test of the quality of the sword.

By the time the lame boy realized Fang Yi's intentions, it was already too late.

Boom!!

The sword in the lame young man's hand shattered on the spot.

Like broken glass, it spilled directly on the ground.

And the hanging carved sword just had a big bump mark, and it still slashed at the waist of the lame young man with the help of residual power.

Whew!!

The waist was hit hard, and blood spurted out wildly, splashing Fang Yi's body.

The lame boy himself spun and rolled to the ground, and continued to roll forward for more than a dozen turns, dragging the blood on the ground before finally stopping.

As soon as he stabilized his body, the lame boy immediately got up, but he fell to his knees in pain.

A hint of hesitation flashed across his face, and then he raised his right hand, and something faintly appeared from the void. Before others could see it, he had slapped the thing in his hand on his blood-soaked waist with one palm, and at the same time couldn't help but scream.

Fang Yiding saw that the lame boy was patted on his waist by a band-aid, an oversized band-aid.

What the effect is, Fang Yi doesn't know.

However, seeing that the lame boy can already shake his hands to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead, most of them are therapeutic items.

"Sword!"

"Cheap?"

Fang Yizheng was puzzled.

Whew!

Suddenly, there was a rush of wind behind him.

He didn't turn his head back, and ducked sideways.

Sou!!

A sharp sword slashed past his cheek at once.

Good sword!

Reach out and grab it.

Zheng Zheng!!

The hilt of the sword suddenly popped out a dense number of thin needles.

If this hand goes down, I'm afraid that the whole palm will be wasted.

After a moment's hesitation, the sword had already staggered past Fang Yi, and the thin needles retracted into the hilt of the sword in unison.

"That's?!"

The Ten Elders of Cangtianmen on the stage suddenly stood up, their faces full of shock.

"Heavenly Sword!!"

The five loess brothers, their eyes turned red, and they were furious.

Everyone else sat up in shock.

"What?!"

"That sword is the Cangtian Sword of Cangtianmen?!"

"The Heavenly Sword that is seventh on the Divine Soldier List! Then he is...... Cangtianmen traitor, Cangzheng! ”

Syllable.

At this moment, the lame young man steadily caught the flying Sky Sword.

The camouflaged lame leg slowly straightened, stood up, and stared at Fang Yi with a straight gaze.

"The dagger is poisonous."

"I know."

"The poison spreads, and you won't last long."

Fang Yi smiled but did not speak.

"Dongmen is drunk, you are very strong."

"I think so."

“…… But you will die at my hand. ”

Fang Yi didn't speak, just beckoned to him.

"Come on."

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you to be poisoned."

"Really? But some of them may not be able to wait that long. ”

Fang Yi looked around meaningfully.

Here, it's Kangtang Gate.

This is Fang Yi's territory.

The two fought in a series of hands, fast and urgent, and the others had not yet reacted.

Now that the two of them stopped, the people around them immediately began to act.

"Protect the Lord!"

"Dare to hurt people in front of the old man? If you don't take our righteous path alliance in your eyes, you can't do it! ”

"Cangzheng, return my brother's life!"

A group of strong people on the stage flocked down.

The disciples of the Kangtang Sect surrounded Cangzheng.

No matter how you look at it, Cangzheng's raid on Kangtangmen is a self-defeating act.

Surrounded by such a net, Cangzheng couldn't even escape, let alone kill Fang Yi.

As for the poison hair? With a strong liver, now anti-toxic, there is enough time to find an antidote, and maybe even the toxicity is weaker, and it is directly automated.

It can be said that ordinary poison has no effect on Fang Yi, at most it weakens his strength and affects his actual combat performance, and it is impossible to poison him alive.

Unless you are a professional poisoner, or there is a powerful poison with a name and surname in the dungeon, it is possible to simply poison Fang Yi with poison.

"Qi Lao!"

Seeing the crowd surrounding him, Cangzheng shouted.

"It's coming!"

In the crowd, an old man suddenly jumped out and landed next to Cangzheng.

"Hahaha! Boy, I'm going to help you this time, and when the matter is over, you must be a slave and a slave for me as promised, a cow and a horse! ”