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He quietly listened to Fang Xiaowu's words, his terrifying brilliance gradually weakened, and finally calmed down, obviously calming down.

I only heard him say: "Fang Xiaowu, the old man knows that you are very capable, so the old man didn't think about running at all." ”

Fang Xiaowu glanced at Yan Dong in the distance and asked, "Fatty, are you okay?"

Although Yan Dong couldn't get up, his body was very solid, and he was not injured, but his head was dizzy, and he said: "Boss, I'm fine, be careful of this person, he is a little weird." ”

He didn't know how to describe the horror of the black-clad masked man, so he had to use "eccentric" to depict it.

He believed that Fang Xiaowu understood what "eccentric" meant.

Eccentricity is something that can't be judged by common sense.

Maybe the cultivation of the black-clothed masked man is not too high, but the strength of the black-clothed masked man is absolutely terrifying, just like a "celestial" like Yangtian.

Fang Xiaowu smiled slightly and said, "I know, it's okay if you're fine." Look at the person who wears it, is it the one who knocked you unconscious?"

Yan Dong said: "Yes. ”

Fang Xiaowu nodded and said, "That's good, since we met him here, let's ask him why he treated you like that." ”

At this time, Yan Dong felt better, got up from the ground, and said, "Boss, he said that because I am the son of that person, that's why he treated me like that, and he still wants me to go back to Jiangning City......"

"Really?"

Although Fang Xiaowu was talking to Yan Dong, his eyes stared at the black-clothed masked man for a moment, "In this way, he may be a member of the Tianlong Gang, or even Yue Huazi, the leader of the Tianlong Gang." ”

Yan Dong thought for a moment and said with a wry smile: "If he is really the leader of the Tianlong Gang, why doesn't he kill me directly, but tortures me like this." ”

Fang Xiaowu smiled "hehe" and said, "Who knows? Maybe he's perverted." ”

He thought that when the black-clothed masked man heard that he used "perverted" to describe the black-clothed masked man, the black-clothed masked man would definitely be angry, but the strange thing was that the black-clothed masked man was not angry at all, and still stood there calmly, as if he had nothing to do with him.

Fang Xiaowu couldn't help but think: "This guy is too terrifying, he is so calm. After thinking about it, he asked, "Who are you?"

The black-clothed masked man said, "Didn't you just say that I was a member of the Celestial Dragon Gang?"

Fang Xiaowu said: "That was just now, now I don't think so." You take the mask off, I want to see what you look like. ”

"Is it possible?"

"Of course it is, unless you don't want to fall under my fist. ”

"Fang Xiaowu, I know you have the title of 'Left Hand Martial God', I heard that your left hand is very powerful, isn't it?"

"Since you know that my left hand is very powerful, be smart and don't let me use my left hand to deal with it. ”

"Then you are wrong, it is precisely because your left hand is very powerful that I want to compare with you to see if your father's fist is hard or my fist is fierce. ”

As soon as the words fell, the black-clothed masked man jumped up and pounced on Fang Xiaowu like a leopard, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he hit Fang Xiaowu with a lot of strength.

Fang Xiaowu sneered: "Since you want to find death, I will fulfill you." As he spoke, he stood still when he saw the black-clothed masked man approaching, and suddenly punched out.

He used the "Mixed World Demon Skill", and the strength of his punch did not dare to say that he did his best, but he also used ninety percent of the strength, which was enough to seriously injure the monk of the same level.

"Bang!"

The moment the two fists met, a circle of demonic energy erupted, spreading out in all directions.

Fang Xiaowu thought that he could injure the other party with one punch, but what he didn't expect was that he was actually shocked by the opponent's punch and his shoulders shook slightly.

However, the black-clothed masked man did not get any benefit, but was shocked and flew out, falling back to its original position, his eyes lit up slightly, as if he had discovered something.

Fang Xiaowu was secretly surprised: "Who is this guy, why is he so powerful." ”

"Looks like your fists aren't hard enough. The black-clad masked man said as if mockingly.

"Your fists aren't hard enough. Fang Xiaowu shot back.

"Since we're evenly matched in fist fighting, why don't we try something else. ”

"What do you want to compare?"

"I heard that you are known as the 'Poetry Twin Swords', presumably you have some attainments in swordsmanship, so let's compare swords. ”

Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu couldn't help but be stunned.

This black-clad masked man is indeed eccentric.

Knowing that his fists were powerful, he chose to compete with him for fists, knowing that his swordsmanship was good, but he wanted to test his swordsmanship.

Where he is regarded as an enemy, he is simply regarded as an opponent.

Fang Xiaowu thought for a moment, frowned, and said, "Who are you, why do you ......?"

The black-clothed masked man waved his hand and said, "No matter who I am, I will compete with you today and take out your weapon." After saying that, he took out his weapon first.

His weapon is, of course, also a sword.

However, his sword is very strange, wide and long, much wider than ordinary swords, but he holds it in one hand, so it looks particularly domineering and lonely.

Fang Xiaowu became more and more suspicious that this person's origin was not simple at all, but at the moment of the "strong enemy", he did not dare to be careless, and immediately took out the Water Stone Sword.

The black-clothed masked man stared at the water stone sword, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Is this a fairy sword?"

"It's good that you know. Fang Xiaowu said.

"Actually, the fairy sword is nothing remarkable, for a clever person, no matter what kind of sword it is, in the end, it's just people using swords, but swords using people. ”

"So, you're a kendo master?"

"What is a kendo master?"

"For example, the top ten swordsmen who have been famous in the world more than a hundred years ago. ”

"Do you suspect that the old man is one of the top ten swordsmen?"

"It's not impossible. ”

"Then you're wrong, the old man is not one of the top ten swordsmen......"

Speaking of this, the black-clothed masked man paused slightly, and then said, "Since you have been in the Martial Arts Academy, you must have obtained the true inheritance of Li Datong." ”

Fang Xiaowu asked, "Do you think I'm his apprentice?"

The black-clad masked man shook his head and said, "I didn't say that. I mean, even if you're not his apprentice, it's possible for him to teach you his swordsmanship. ”

When Fang Xiaowu heard this, his face tightened slightly.

For the vast majority of people, unless they are their own apprentices, or they are dying, they will pass on their mastery to others.

What kind of person Li Datong is, Fang Xiaowu knows best.

And the black-clothed masked man in front of him can actually have such insight, thinking that even if he is not Li Datong's apprentice, he can still get Li Datong's true inheritance, which shows that the black-clothed masked man is not the kind of narrow-minded person.

Fang Xiaowu couldn't help but begin to wonder whether the black-clothed masked man was a good guy or a bad guy, and even had an idea that bordered on absurdity: Could it be that he made Yan Dong a waste person for the good of Yan Dong?

At this moment, the black-clothed masked man suddenly made a move and stabbed at Fang Xiaowu with a sword.

His sword speed was not very fast, but his sword momentum was very sufficient, which made Fang Xiaowu feel like he had an unprecedented feeling, as if this sword had far exceeded the scope of human power, and only gods and demons could use it.

Fang Xiaowu's heart sank, not thinking about the horror of this sword, but thinking about how he should crack it.

In an instant, Fang Xiaowu felt that he couldn't crack it, even if he used the "Wind and Cloud Sword", he might not be able to crack it.

The only way for him to do it was to "keep".

So, Fang Xiaowu's wrist shook slightly, and under the slight shone of the sword light, the water stone sword had already drawn a circle in front of him, and then retracted it inward, and his body, which was originally full of sword qi, could no longer find any sword qi, just like a person who didn't know any swordsmanship.

Such a state is similar to "empty Zen" and a bit like "idiot", and no one can say what it is.

Suddenly, the black-clothed masked man's sword momentum paused slightly, and then broke through the limit, stabbing Fang Xiaowu's shoulder at a speed that was invisible to mortal eyes.

However, at this moment, the water stone sword in Fang Xiaowu's hand suddenly swung outward, and with a bang, the wide sword of the black-clothed masked man was shaken open, faintly with a sense of Zen.

"Zen swordsmanship!"

The black-clothed masked man let out a low cry, flew out upside down in an instant, and after slashing through the air, he landed far away on a small dirt slope thousands of feet away.

Fang Xiaowu didn't chase after him, because his shoulder was already injured.

That wide sword was not an ordinary sword at all, but a real fairy sword, or a magic sword.

However, Fang Xiaowu's face looked a little strange, as if he was immersed in some kind of artistic conception, as if he was not stupid, and he seemed to be empty.

"Boss!"

Yan Dong saw that Fang Xiaowu had an injury on his shoulder, he couldn't help but exclaim, jumped up, jumped up from the ground, and quickly ran towards Fang Xiaowu.

The black-clothed masked man glanced at this side with a strange look, a faint flash of magic light flashed in his eyes, and then he shook his shoulders slightly, and disappeared without a trace.

"Boss, are you alright......?"

Yan Dong ran to Fang Xiaowu's front and back and reached out to touch Fang Xiaowu, but he didn't touch Fang Xiaowu's body, and he couldn't help but be startled.

"Boss, what's wrong with your body? Why can't I touch your body, is it...... Have you become a ghost......" Yan Dong exclaimed in panic.

With a "whew", Fang Xiaowu exhaled, took three steps back, glared at Yan Dong and said, "Dead fatty, you have just become a ghost." ”

Yan Dong was overjoyed, smiled, and said, "Boss, it's okay if you're fine, I thought ...... Your shoulder injury ......"

"It's fine. ”

Fang Xiaowu put away the water stone sword, squinted at the shoulder injury, and didn't take it to heart.