Qingzhou Crescent Spring, pear blossoms fly all over the sky.

The Fang family's manor has long been dilapidated, and the plaque that fell at the door is still there.

The small adobe under the pear tree, the sake fell to the ground, and Fang Xue hated to kowtow three times.

"Father, rest assured, your son will definitely avenge you. ”

Walking on the street, Fang Xue hated to breathe in the fresh air and adjust her mood.

Crescent Town is full of pear trees, and the scenery is infinite every March, which is one of the reasons why Fang Jiuxiang chose to hide here. The crescent spring water is clear and transparent, and you can see swimming fish playing.

There are no walls or moats in the whole Crescent Town, and there are only three old streets.

One of the streets is called Mafang, which is not a horse market, but because there was a large family here with the surname Ma, so it was named.

Walking to the end of the horse shop on the bluestone slab, Fang Xue hated to see a family with the door closed.

"Knock knock. ”

Fang Xue hated to knock on the copper ring, and soon there was a sound of footsteps inside.

"Who?" An old man opened the door with his body bent, and his eyes widened when he saw Fang Xue Hate outside the door.

Fang Xue showed a cold smile: "Old thing, isn't it dead yet?"

"You, you, you ......" The old man's hands trembled, staring at Fang Xue but stammering speechlessly.

"What am I, am I, not happy to see me?" Fang Xue hated to fly up and kicked the old man out of the way, and swaggered in.

The old man struggled to get up, ignoring the pain in his body, and hurriedly ran to the backyard.

"Do you still want to run?" Fang Xue hated to pull out the Sunset Sword: "Back then, you old thing made the most trouble, being old and not dying is a thief, and you should die today!"

With a slight movement of his footsteps, Fang Xue quickly chased after him, piercing his heart with a sword, and the old man was killed on the spot.

Although Fang Xue hated to move quickly, he still attracted the attention of this master.

Soon, more than a dozen guards arrived and surrounded Fang Xue.

A middle-aged man with a dignified face strode into a meteor, angry and ruined.

"Fang Xue hate, you are very bold!"

The man pointed at Fang Xue and hated, eager to eat his flesh raw.

Fang Xue hated and sneered: "No matter how bold I am, I can't compare to the town elder! Who in the entire Crescent Town doesn't know that you Yang Mo is notoriously arrogant?"

"I haven't seen you for more than ten years, it seems that you came prepared?" Yang Mo felt that something was not right, Fang Xue hated to dare to come to the door alone, and he must have something to rely on.

However, Fang Xue hated not giving him a chance to talk at all, and said in a deep voice: "Don't deceive me, you can't forget the betrayal of my father in this life." ”

Yang Mo's face twitched slightly, which was also a pain in his heart. If he had a choice, of course he would not want to betray his brother, but he did not have a choice! Brother compared with glory and wealth, no, how can brother compare with glory and wealth?

"I originally didn't care about you in front of your father, but if you don't change your teachings, don't blame your uncle for being ruthless. ”

Fang Xue sneered: "Are you qualified to mention my father?"

Yang Mo shook his head, and with a wave of his big hand, all the guards swarmed up, but he turned around and left. It seems that Fang Xue is like an ant, which can be pinched to death at will.

How could he have thought that the ants of the past had already grown strong, and now they can swallow elephants!

The blade of the sword is unsheathed, and the sun and the moon are gone.

This is a line of seal inscription engraved on the body of the sunset sword, not arrogant but a true portrayal.

"The sea and the sky are on the line. ”

Another move of the blue water one-heart swordsmanship, the sword is like a wave of water, and the sword is speechless.

Among the dozen or so guards, there were many monks, but at most they were also at the beginning of the Tibetan Qi Realm, which was not enough to see at all.

A single sword killed ten people and wounded three. Fang Xue hated but didn't have the slightest sense of accomplishment.

Yang Mo, who hadn't walked a few steps, turned his head in shock, his eyes full of incredulity.

"Okay, you're good. Yang Mo was furious, he didn't expect Fang Xue to grow rapidly, beyond his imagination.

The Sunset Sword was dripping blood, and Fang Xue's expression was very calm, because a vicious battle was about to begin.

"I want to ask you, who made you betray my father back then?" Fang Xue hated not to be afraid that he would not answer, he already had the answer, he just wanted to be certified.

Yang Mo formed his hands into fists, exuding a powerful momentum all over his body, and the strength of the peak of the Tibetan Qi Realm was unobstructed.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, who can force me to change my mind, except Yang Zhengdao? But even if you have some achievements, you are just a slightly stronger ant compared to him, and you can't make big waves. ”

Fang Xue hated to admit it, but it did not mean that he accepted his fate. What if you have hatred in your heart, even if you are God?

"Come on, let me see how many pounds you have. Yang Mo's fists looked very heavy, which was related to his exercises.

Golden Snake Fist, a technique that perfectly interprets venom and violence.

The vitality was wrapped around his fists like a snake, and Yang Mo's figure moved first.

Fang Xue hated and sneered, don't look at Yang Mo as if he was holding the chance to win, in fact, he was still weak-hearted, so he took the lead and wanted to hit him off guard.

The Sunset Sword turned lightly, and Fang Xue's footsteps were not slow, and she was handy.

Dozens of rounds later, Yang Mo's offensive suddenly decreased.

"I admit that you are indeed very talented, but how much vitality do you have left? The gap in the realm can never be bridged, so you will definitely die today. ”

Fang Xue hated not answered, but fell silent.

The offensive of the Golden Snake Fist stretched, and one fight was dozens of rounds. Although Fang Xuehing has the advantage of weapons, as Yang Mo said, the gap in vitality is gradually highlighted.

Fang Xue hated that he was carrying a reverse life talisman, and the quality of his vitality was one level higher than that of ordinary people, which was the capital for him to cross the five small realms to fight the enemy.

"Until the end, God knows who killed the deer?" Fang Xue hated his head, dodged Yang Mo's sudden punch, and cursed: "Despicable and shameless thing!"

I didn't expect Yang Mo to engage in a sneak attack, fortunately, Fang Xue hated to react quickly, but this also made him extremely angry, the Sunset Sword in his hand twisted wildly, and he began to take the initiative to attack.

"Entourage, tail flicking, pestering!"

The Golden Snake Fist made one move after another, and the breath continued endlessly, and Fang Xue hated to give up the defense, attacking against attacking, and stopping the felling. The price of three consecutive punches was exchanged for a chance to stab the sword.

It's a pity that this sword was not fatal, but fortunately, it interrupted Yang Mo's offensive.

"You're good. This was the second time Yang Mo had said this, he was indeed shocked by Fang Xue's talent, being able to come up with a way to stop the war by fighting not only required a high level of vision but also great courage.

These two points are the necessary conditions for a promising monk, and Yang Mo saw these two points from Fang Xue Hat.

"It's not up to you to decide, the beast who betrays his friends for glory will die!"

Fang Xue hated to strike while the iron was hot and didn't give Yang Mo a chance to adjust his emotions.

"A drop in the ocean!"

This move has very high requirements for the realm, and Fang Xue, who is in the fifth level of the Tibetan Qi Realm, is only in vain, but this is not simple. The sword light of dozens of swords in a row was connected, and the sunset sword flew out of his hand, like a Dinghai divine needle coming from above, stabbing straight into the middle of the sword light.

The landing point was right above Yang Mo's head, and the power of this move made him feel more like a drop in the ocean.

"Bluff, think you can beat me like this?" Yang Mo shouted, his arms opened and closed, and he forcibly swung away the sword light around him, and slammed his fists towards the Sunset Sword!

"Boom. ”

The gravel flew up, startling the smoke and dust all over the garden.

The Sunset Sword flew out upside down, and Fang Xue was also shocked to the point that his blood was surging, and his internal injuries were not light.

Yang Mo revealed from the smoke and dust, the originally noble brocade on his body was embarrassed at the moment, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he punched again regardless of his own injuries.

"Diving scales, spitting letters, swallowing whales!"

Three punches after the Golden Snake Fist, one punch is stronger than the other, one punch is better than one punch and one punch is domineering!

Fang Xue hated to frantically urge the anti-life talisman, transforming all the only vitality in his body into purer energy, he knew that there was still one chance, one blow would be missed, and life and death would be gone!

At this moment, Fang Xue was very calm, so calm that he didn't feel any pain when the golden snake punched his body and pierced his abdomen.

When Yang Mo showed a victor's smile, Fang Xue hated suddenly fought back, he lunged, spun, and slashed!

Clear water and long sky.

Ding Xinran's clear water and sky are as magnificent as mountains, but Fang Xue's sword is as vast as a river. The surging killing intent is infinite, and the sword light swallows the sky like a wave.

"Impossible!" Yang Mo's eyes were full of fear.

He stared blankly at the wound that had been cut open in his abdomen, and knew in his heart that even the gods had no skills to return to the sky.

"The name of this sword is Blue Water Changtian. Fang Xue hated to support her body with the Sunset Sword, trying not to let herself fall: "This is the last gift to you, the blue water of the Xiyang Sect." ”

Yang Mo sighed twice and died of anger.

Fang Xue hated to squeeze his potential to the limit at the last moment, both physically and mentally were already overloaded, and finally comprehended the sword of Bishui Changtian at the critical moment of life and death.

It's shallow, but it's a secret art.

What is a secret art? The supreme mystery is shocking to the world.

An old woman arrived on crutches, Fang Xue hated her body to the extreme, and used her last bit of strength to open her eyelids.

The old woman said, "I'm too anxious." ”

Fang Xue hated a relaxed mood and closed her eyes. If he could, he really wanted to sleep for three years.

In the damp room by the crescent spring, the old woman was facing a casserole with herbs fried.

Fang Xue hated lying on the bed, her eyes open, and two days had passed.

The old woman said, "After drinking this cup, you can go." ”

Fang Xue hated to get up and take the medicine, although it was extremely bitter, her heart was warm.

"Thank you, mother-in-law. ”

The old woman's face was wrinkled: "You didn't bring me less food when you were a child, Fang Jiuxiang's death was unknown, it is natural to take revenge as a son, but don't be too anxious, the Fang family's incense is broken, you are a sinner." ”

"My mother-in-law taught me that I was in too much of a hurry. Fang Xue hated that this move was risky, but he believed that the old woman could understand his eagerness.

"Yang Mo is going to die sooner or later, there is no need to risk his life. The old woman said: "Crescent Town is the land of projectiles, and Qingzhou is your battlefield." Who among those great sects doesn't have a few talented disciples? There is still a gap between you and them, so don't expose yourself too early. ”

Fang Xue hated deeply, knowing that what the old woman said was very true.

Ignoring the old woman's blame, Fang Xue hated the leaky roof and fetched some water for storage, so she said goodbye to the old woman.

"The old woman doesn't have a few days to live, so don't come back if you go. Young people have a bright future, and they must learn to be patient and learn to hide their clumsiness. The old woman waved goodbye, and Fang Xue hated the heavy footsteps.