"You?" Lin Tianheng turned his head, and there seemed to be doubt in his eyes.

"You don't look down on our giants?" Fang Juxia understood Lin Tianheng's eyes, but he was not angry, he just smiled, "You also said just now, I have fought Wei Qingqingqing, so I must also have the capital to discuss martial arts with you." ”

"Not really." Lin Tianheng shook his head.

Of course, Lin Tianheng did not doubt Fang Juxia's martial arts, after all, his ranking in the martial arts value of the Wen system was second only to Wei Qingqing, Guan Qi, Xiao Qiushui and Yan Maniac, the recognized four masters, and this was still the peak combat power ranking, and the current Fang Juxia's martial arts might still be above Guan Qi.

However, Lin Tianheng does not value these, no matter how high his martial arts are, he really values Wei Qingqing's great wisdom.

Wei Qingqing not only has high martial arts, but he is also a good disciple, and the four apprentices are all outstanding people, but they are somewhat similar to Zhang Sanfeng.

Moreover, Wei Qingqing should be the first to propose "martial arts intellectual property protection", there has always been a rule in the free door, and the skills that have been taught to the apprentices cannot be used again.

Wei Qingqing set such a rule, there must be a desire to urge everyone to innovate and expand the door, with such rules, the master must strive to innovate, otherwise how dare they pass on their skills to the apprentices.

Although setting such a strict rule is likely to lead to the loss of martial arts, Wei Qingqing's spirit of promoting innovation is extremely advanced and worth advocating.

When other martial arts sects were living with the legacy of their ancestors, they were striving for innovation every day.

In fact, it is true, each of Wei Qingqing's four apprentices has their own stunts, and all of them are dragons and phoenixes among people, if it weren't for the discord between their brothers and sisters, it must only be a matter of time before they gradually develop into Taishan Beidou in the martial arts.

Based on this alone, Wei Qingqing is worthy of Lin Tianheng's sight.

Compared with Wei Qingqing, Fang Juxia is much weaker in this regard, raising a rebel and teaching a rebel, and finally put his own life into it, and he rebelled against Fang Ying, who still relied on the martial arts of the Yuan Thirteen Limit to successfully surround and kill him, which is really sad and lamentable.

"Since it's not, then let's do it." Fang Juxia laughed loudly, turned his finger into a sword, and his powerful energy condensed on it, and immediately gave birth to several incomparably sharp invisible sword qi, slashing towards Lin Tianheng's head.

Fang Juxia can be regarded as a swordsman, among the four great divine soldiers, the Blood River Divine Sword used to be his sword, although it has now been passed on by him to his righteous son Fang Yingkan, but as soon as he makes a move, he is the best at the Blood River Sword Technique.

Even if Fang Juxia issued it with his fingers, it was the most terrifying sword technique in the world, and even the most outstanding young people in the rivers and lakes like Qiao Feng and Bai Choufei would never be able to take this sword hard.

However, of course Lin Tianheng could, and he took a few sharp sword qi very lightly, only to see that his sleeve robe waved as if there was no fireworks, and the invisible sword qi that shot out was instantly dissipated into invisibility, as if he threw a few light feathers on the calm water, and there was not even a trace of splash.

Seeing this, Fang Juxia's face suddenly froze, although this blow was just a temptation, but even if Wei Qingqing wanted to dissolve this sword, I am afraid that he would not be able to do it so lightly.

"One move to decide the winner." Suddenly, Lin Tianheng heard a large group of people heading towards the apricot forest, and he didn't want to delay any longer because he wanted to continue watching the excitement.

"Just what I want." Fang Juxia readily agreed, and then used his "Dragon Gate Divine Skill" with all his might, and a pale yellow gang qi suddenly lingered around him, and a punch blasted out, accompanied by the sound of a dragon groan, and the bursting fist force was thunderous, as if to smash the void between the two.

Looking at the violent storm set off by Fang Juxia's punch, Lin Tianheng's face did not change, and he lightly pointed out a finger, and instantly poked Fang Juxia's fist strength into a hole, as if it was bursting a bubble.

The punched fist poured down, setting off gusts of wind, but it didn't even lift a single corner of Lin Tianheng's clothes.

The wind blew by, and everything returned to calm.

The battle between Lin Tianheng and Fang Juxia didn't seem to cause any damage, but if you look closely, you can see that the land between the two is a little sunken compared to the land next to them.

"I thought that I was a literary talent, a mountain and a mountain high, and I would not be invincible in eight lifetimes. Unexpectedly, in this martial arts, it will also take eight lifetimes, no, it is estimated that it will take eighteen lifetimes! Ok, good, good! Fang Juxia suddenly laughed, and his laughter was full of open-mindedness.

"Is it a good thing that there are enemies in the world?" Lin Tianheng was puzzled, shouldn't what the martial artists in the world pursue all their lives be invincible in the world.

"Isn't it?" Fang Juxia asked rhetorically, "The waves behind the river cover the front waves, a generation of new people replace the old, if you want to be invincible in the world all the time, wouldn't it be too hard, once you have this famous hall, you can't eat, you can't sleep, you can't even make a friend, you have to guard against it, and you don't feel comfortable living normally." Anyway, whoever wants to say that I am invincible in the world in the future, I must be in a hurry with him! ”

Fang Juxia couldn't stop laughing.

"But you didn't make your strongest move." Lin Tianheng suddenly said, even though he didn't have the Blood River Divine Sword in his hand, Fang Juxia should still have other blades in his hand.

"Even if I use it, is it your opponent?" Fang Juxia shook his head, he was already very clear about the gap between the two, even if he used the "Da Mo Arrow" or "Immortal Knife" in his "Golden Signboard", he would definitely not be Lin Tianheng's opponent, so why bother with an arrow and a knife.

"Besides, we are only talking about martial arts, not fighting for our lives, if we use weapons, the murderous spirit will be too strong. Today's defeat at the hands of Brother Lin is a great blessing, the mountains are high and the waters are long, and there will be a period in the future. Fang Juxia arched his hand freely, and then turned to leave, without dragging his mud and water, showing his heroic demeanor.

"Be careful of your righteous sons and disciples, they are not willing to live under the people." Lin Tianheng began to appreciate Fang Juxia a little, and couldn't help but give him a wake-up call.

When Fang Juxia heard this, he paused slightly, and then strode away without looking back, presumably going to some restaurant for a big meal.

"How?" Lin Tianheng walked to Lin Junhao, who was watching the battle, he originally wanted Lin Junhao to fight with him, but he thought that Fang Juxia was an impatient, and he started fighting without saying a word, and he didn't give him a chance to speak again.

"I probably won't be able to take that punch." Lin Junhao said truthfully.

"After a while, you'll be fine." Lin Tianheng laughed.

After Lin Tianheng returned to the apricot forest, he saw Mrs. Ma, who was dressed in a vegetarian body, muttering in the field, and really looked pitiful, which was enough to provoke the desire of most men present to protect.

After Di Fei's shocking story, Lin Tianheng figured out what happened during the time he left.

Fang Juxia's words had already made Zhiguang determined to live and die, as soon as Fang Juxia walked on his front foot, Zhiguang immediately fell at Qiao Feng's feet, knocking him nine times in a row, and the blood light splashed one by one, and then he used the beggar gang magic knife at Qiao Feng's feet to cut himself off and atone for his sins with death.

In this case, Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, naturally couldn't go down anymore, he immediately took out the token of the beggar gang leader and beat the dog stick, and gave up the position of the leader of the beggar gang.

Although there are still disciples in the beggar gang who try their best to keep it, hoping that Qiao Feng will continue to be the leader of the gang, but Qiao Feng has made up his mind and will not change his plan again, not to mention that there are still opposition factions such as Quan Guanqing who insist that they are not of our race and their hearts must be different.

Kang Min saw that Qiao Feng was about to slip away when he stepped down as the gang leader, where was he willing to be willing, so he hurriedly stood up to remind everyone that the murderer of Ma Dayuan had not been found, and pointed all the fingers at Qiao Feng between words, saying that he had gone to his home to steal the secret letter left by Ma Dayuan, and the folding fan he dropped was evidence.

However, Kang Min's abacus was wrong, where did she know Fang Juxia's influence in the rivers and lakes, since Fang Juxia had opened Chrysostom to guarantor Qiao Feng, don't say that they are beggars, it is the golden wind drizzle building and the six-and-a-half hall that are in full swing to sell a few thin noodles.

Before everyone in the beggar gang could speak, Bai Choufei had already stood up and spoke: "The fire paint on the suicide note of Deputy Gang Leader Ma was only opened today, so can my eldest brother pinch it or has a pair of different eyes, can he know the content of the letter without seeing it, and then steal the letter?" ”

Qiao Feng heard that Bai Choufei still called him big brother, and took the initiative to stand up and speak for him, and his heart suddenly warmed.

"What's more, my eldest brother is so martial artistic, it takes so much trouble to go to your house to get a letter, and he even accidentally dropped a folding fan." Wang Xiaoshi also spoke for Qiao Feng.

"Yes, I see that the Qiao gang leader is not a vassal and elegant person, and he doesn't bring a folding fan on weekdays, why do you have to bring a folding fan that gets in the way when you steal the letter?" Gentleness is not to be outdone.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Feng's heart was extremely complicated, Wang Xiaoshi and Wen Wen, who he had just met today, were still willing to stand up for him, but the beggars who got along with him day and night were all silent, which was really ironic.