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If you can't compare, you can fight!

This may sound a bit unreasonable, but for the nobles of these royal capitals, it is really a very common thing.

Even if Fang Cun saw through his mind at a glance, he didn't have the slightest weakness at all, and glared at Fang Cun with confidence, "If you only allow us to humiliate us, aren't we allowed to teach you a lesson? What kind of rule is this?!"

"Yes, what kind of status are we, how can we have a war of words with you? A man like you who is arrogant and arrogant should teach you how to behave as a king. ”

"Miss, how can they do this, don't you organize them?" Seeing that Fang Cun seemed to be about to suffer, the little girl hurriedly grabbed the lord of Hongluan.

"Silly girl, you don't look at who he's with, it's not his turn to suffer. She glanced at the little girl angrily, but the county lord of Hongluan couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, where did she not want to stop it, she was really not allowed to interfere by the sloppy Taoist just now!

She knows better than anyone else the lord's surname, once the order is given, who dares to disobey it?

Glancing at it with some pity, those noble disciples who were still clamoring for themselves, Hongluan shook his head slightly, but he didn't say a word after all.

But she didn't know that the guys who jumped out also looked at her face carefully, and now, Hongluan didn't say a word, which was tantamount to sending them a wrong signal. One by one, their confidence suddenly increased, and they arrogantly joined the ranks of denouncing Fang Cun.

In such a blink of an eye, there were more than twenty guards around Fang Cun and sloppy Taoists.

"Brother Dao, are you afraid?"

In the midst of the siege, the corners of Fang Cun's mouth still had a faint smile, and he talked and laughed with the sloppy Taoist by himself.

"Little brothers are not afraid, what is my old bone afraid of. With one hand behind his head, the sloppy Taoist simply lay down on the ground, Erlang's legs were cocked, and he was relieved to leave everything to Fang Cun to deal with.

"Brother Dao looks up to me!" smiled bitterly, Fang Cun naturally understood that the other party must have seen through his own details.

The set of astringent breath may be okay for ordinary people, but it is absolutely impossible to hide the eyes and ears of this kind of master.

However, for others, Fang Cun is not so good-tempered.

"Well, you have to be convinced. Gently patting the saber on his waist, he said with a grin, "My generation of scholars, in addition to the sage books, swordsmanship can never be put down." ”

"Haha, you also know swordsmanship?" Hearing this, everyone couldn't stop laughing, talking about the ancient style, scholars want to learn swords to defend themselves, but in fact, there are few people who really practice swords.

Just kidding, if you have a talent for cultivation, who would come and waste time studying?

Although the literati ruled the country, and the king of the Northern Regions had always attached great importance to scholars, after all, this was a martial world, and what could really decide everything was absolute strength! To put it bluntly, these noble children who read were actually just guys who were forced to study because they had no cultivation talent.

"Is your decorative sword sharp?"

"Zheng!"

The long sword came out of its sheath, and a bright color shone out, only to cause more ridicule.

"Uh...... I just bought it not long ago, and I forgot to find someone to open the front. With a hint of embarrassment on his face, Fang Cun scratched his head a little abruptly and whispered.

"Haha, no, I'm laughing to death! Hurry up, take him down for me!"

"It's good to come, I'm going to let you see my swordsmanship!" The long laugh appeared, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand was pointed out lightly, although it was not said to be any killing intention, but it was definitely elegant and chic!

The sword is like a dragon!

"Poof!"

A sip of wine spurted out of his mouth, and the sloppy Taoist's eyes no longer had the indifference they had before, and his lips trembled and he wanted to say something, but he still shook his head with a smile after all.

This kid is so good at tossing, he obviously has an innate realm, but he has to come up with such a wind-scratching swordsmanship to fight endlessly with these guys, it's just nonsense!

Where is this fighting, it's just a sword dance, this bastard boy even takes the steps under his feet, every step is the same distance, and the score is exactly the same.

"It's so beautiful, is this dancing?" said the little girl, jumping excitedly.

After staring at it for a while, the county lord of Hongluan slowly spoke, "This is a sword dance, not for killing enemies at all, but for performance." ”

"Huh?" As soon as these words came out, the little girl couldn't help but be dumbfounded, ......sword dance? Where is this performance!

Seeing that those guards had been forced by Fang Cun alone, it seemed that they might be defeated at any time, where could I see that they were joking with Fang Cun.

"Brother Dao, do you have any wine?"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Fang Cun said loudly.

"Naturally, there is wine, then!" With a flick of his wrist, the wine jug in the sloppy Taoist hand gently threw out a parabola in the air, and fell into Fang Cun's hand in a dashing manner.

From beginning to end, not a single drop of wine was spilled.

"Good wine!"

Grab the wine jug in one hand and hold the sword in one hand, but the more you fight, the more comfortable it is, and it is overwhelming!

"Little brother's sword dance is really good, I am fascinated by the old way!"

“...... Brother Dao, you really don't save me face!" smiled bitterly, and the sword in Fang Cun's hand suddenly turned into a piece of light and shadow, as fast as the wind, and in a moment, it knocked over all the more than 20 people around!

"Teach you to be obedient, don't look down on scholars, a sword without a blade can also kill!"

"Zheng!"

The sword roared like a dragon, turning into a flash of silver lightning and flying towards the leading aristocratic sons!

"Oops!"

All this happened so fast, from the sudden force of Fang Cun to the elimination of all the guards to the arrival of this sword in the air, the whole process was only a few seconds!

"Help! Kill, kill!"

One of the unlucky guys, who happened to be hit by a sword, was almost scared to death, screaming hysterically. But he didn't remember at all that the sword itself was not sharp.

"It's not good to play with poetry, it's even worse for you to play with swords!" smiled and lazily grabbed the wine jug and drank the last sip of wine, then laughed and said, "Brother Dao, let's go!"

"Presumptuous, my son-in-law will be hurt if you say it!

Suddenly, a terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from the crowd, and in the void, the old man walked out silently, with a touch of murderous intent in his eyes, and locked down every inch.

In an instant, that terrifying pressure almost forced Fang Cun out of breath, and if he didn't have a firm mind, he probably wouldn't even have the courage to resist.

Until the moment before he appeared, Fang Cun couldn't detect the other party's breath at all, and such a feeling of not being in control was really the most terrifying!

Wang Du, after all, is not as simple as imagined.

On the verge of life and death again, a trace of essence flashed in Fang Cun's eyes, but he hated this difficult situation more and more!

The killing machine is gone in a flash!