Chapter 85: An Unexpected Attack [First Update]

yīn rain continues.

It has been three days since Fang Cun Xia Yan Luo Ti, and intensive inspections have already begun in the city, but as everyone expected, Fang Cun seems to have disappeared from Qingzhou Mansion, no matter how much you search, you can't even think of finding a trace.

Zhang Junjie stood in front of the window and looked at it a little sleepy, then retracted his head and said, "You say, is that Fang Cun not brave enough to do it? It's been three days, if he hasn't been in front of each other, do we have to stay here all the time?"

"Okay, don't complain, I heard that Mu Qiu, the prince of Xihu, had a jiāo hand with him, and at that time, Fang Cun was only a Xuanjie, so he let Mu Qiu suffer a little bit of a loss, just by this alone, he couldn't Xiǎ A few people shook their heads with a smile and said, "Third Senior Brother, you are also the peak of the ground level now, I don't know, what are the chances of winning when you meet Xihuā Gongzi?"

When asked about this, Zhang Junjie was suddenly a little speechless, although he was also conceited and talented on weekdays, however, when he mentioned that when he was in the Xuan Rank, he had crossed the level to kill the demon of the earth-level powerhouse, and he was also a little stunned in his heart. Although nominally they are all at the pinnacle of the ground level, in fact, the difference in strength is probably not half a point.

After all, he is not qualified to teach Qinglian Sword Gang until now, but Mu Qiu, the descendant of the Demon Lord, may have more than one or two stunts on his body.

"One yard is one yard, besides, it is rumored that Mu Qiu has also been tracking down his whereabouts, if it really happens, it will be easier. Shaking his head, Zhang Junjie immediately spoke, "However, if you want me to say, we don't need to stay stupid here, I am thinking, that is, in the past few days, we must have a reaction, or, let's go and see the excitement?"

The people present are basically the disciples of the Qingzhou Mansion Lord, and now the third disciple Zhang Junjie and the fifth disciple Xiao Yuan are in charge.

"The two of us are fine, but their strength is a little worse. Shaking his head slightly, Xiao Yuan said softly, "Fang Cun can't be coveted after all, if they really want to fight, even if they lose, the aftermath of the battle is not something they can bear." ”

This is not an exaggeration, although these people are all disciples of the Qingzhou Mansion Lord, but in fact, most of them are just a name, and they may not be able to see the Qingzhou Mansion Master for a few years. Most of the strength is only at the Xuan level, and this strength is naturally good elsewhere, but if it is compared with Fang Cun, it is naturally too far behind.

On weekdays, Bai Rong, the senior brother, is more like a teacher.

Of course, Zhang Junjie and Xiao Yuan are different, this time, they came over, that is, they were responsible for watching the others not make any trouble.

"Boom!"

As he was talking, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from outside the house, and in a blink of an eye, a white dress suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Who?"

Almost instantly, the shì guards in the mansion reacted, just looking at the figure standing in the air with a sword, but there was nothing they could do.

Edgeworth's flight, although it is also a bit tricky, but people are always flying in the sky, aren't they? Most of these shì guards are just the strength of the Xuan Rank, how can they reach others?

"Uninvited, if there is something abrupt, if you don't die, you have to help me bear a few points. With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Fang Cun's eyes fell in the direction of the main hall, and he smiled and spoke, as if it was just a visit between friends.

In the drizzle, however, there seems to be an invisible force, gently pushing the raindrops away, and not seeing any of them fall on the body.

"Fang Cun?!You are Fang Cun!"

I don't know who was the first person to react, but after shouting this name, it immediately caused an uproar, and for a moment, everyone couldn't help but be a little confused.

At this time, Fang Cun should have gone to hand with Bai Rong Jiāo, why did he come here?

No one expected that after throwing out the Yama Lotti and attracting everyone's attention, Fang Cun would actually kick off in such a way.

took in everyone's reactions, but Fang Cun didn't care about them.

Yes, Yama did post it, but no one stipulated that he couldn't kill anyone else, right?

The Assassin acts in a way that is both virtual and real, and his actions are always unexpected.

As for what others think, why bother?

"Fang Mou came from afar, is this how a few people treat guests?" I don't care at all if other people deny their identities. Fang Cun raised his eyebrows lightly, and said lightly, "Since a few of you don't mean to invite me in for a cup of tea, then it's better to come out together." ”

The words fell, and with a light click in his hand, he saw a sword flash flashing, and the hall where everyone was was suddenly pierced by the sword qi. In a flash of thought, he forcibly knocked everyone out of the house.

These are long words, but in fact, they are just a matter of thoughts, and before everyone can really react, they are already embarrassed by bī.

"I have heard the name of Fang Cun for a long time, and I thought it was a character, but when I saw it today, I was just a gutless rat. ”

The sword on his waist was silently unsheathed, Zhang Junjie's eyes revealed a trace of coldness, and he blocked in front of everyone in one step, and said sarcastically unceremoniously.

"At the peak of the ground level, you are also a disciple of the Qingzhou Mansion Lord, right?

"The third disciple of the master, Zhang Junjie. Standing proudly with a sword, not to mention the strength, he finally never lost his momentum.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in what you call me. With a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, Fang Cun interrupted directly.

This sentence almost didn't make Zhang Junjie angry, his face suddenly turned iron-blue, and he no longer had that calmness.

Contempt, this is the most red luǒluǒ slap in the face!

A serious introduction, but people don't even bother to remember your name, is there anything more insulting than this?

"Phew, it's just a gutless rat, I don't dare to look for trouble with my senior brother, but I came here to show off my majesty, and I'm not ashamed?"

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the disciples couldn't help but sneer and echo, as if Fang Cun really didn't have the courage to make a move with Bai Rong.

"What did you just say your name? It's also the pinnacle of the ground level, right? Fang Mou is just a newcomer to the ground level, and fighting with you can be regarded as a big bully?" ”

While speaking, with a slight touch of his feet, Fang Cun stepped on the sword and brought a sword light, and directly collided with the crowd.

"Arrogant, I want to see what qualifications you have to challenge Senior Brother. His face turned pale with anger, and Zhang Junjie reacted. It is a shame that Fang Cun did not dare to go to Bai Rong, but in terms of reasoning, it is not too much for him to do it himself.

For a while, there was a hint of competitiveness in my heart.

That's right, although the other party is famous, but, in the final analysis, it's just a level, if you can defeat him, wouldn't it be famous, and you will immediately be looked at differently by the Qingzhou Mansion Lord?

With such thoughts, Zhang Junjie's heart suddenly became hot, and with a wave of his sword, he went directly to meet him.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. ”

In his mouth, Fang Cun held the sword in one hand, but with the other hand, he suddenly took off the wine jug on his waist, and looked up to take a sip of wine.

As I said before, he didn't even bother to remember the name of such a person.

Yín poems drunk and murderous!

When he was in the royal capital, Fang Cun kicked off the first battle in this way.

Now, although he is no longer in the royal capital, Fang Cun still appears in such a posture, not only pretending to be a gesture, but also showing his image to others in this way.

Now that he has thrown out Yama Luoti, Fang Cun has already made preparations and made a high-profile appearance.

After finishing the two lines of poetry, Fang Cun had already easily crossed over from Zhang Junjie's side, killing two people in a row in the blink of an eye.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. ”

The sword shadow is clear, and between the swings, the sword intent is soaring, although it is only one person, but at this moment, it seems to have brought up countless phantoms, and the fluttering sprinkles shrouded everyone, and they can't struggle at all.

He didn't use any sword skills, and now he is like this, forcibly suppressing everyone with continuous sword intent, leaving no room for it.

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles!"

The line of words unfolded, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten afterimages were pulled, and all the sword light pointed out were stained with blood.

Ten steps to kill a person, now with the strength of a square inch, why do you need ten steps to kill someone?

Except for Zhang Junjie and Xiao Yuan, where can anyone else block a blow?

It wasn't until this moment that Zhang Junjie and Xiao Yuan were really a little frightened, this was a one-sided massacre at all, and there was no room to fight back.

Not to mention killing Fang Cun, now he is about to lose the courage to fight against Fang Cun.

Sword Intent!

At the ground level, some geniuses have already been able to comprehend the sword intent, but Zhang Junjie is not included among these people.

If he could really comprehend the sword intent, the Qingzhou Mansion Lord would have passed on the Qinglian Sword Gang a long time ago.

What's more, Fang Cun has now not only comprehended a trace of sword intent, but has truly comprehended the sword intent and formed a sword intent that truly belongs to him, and he is only one step away from transforming it into the rules of the sword.

This kind of sword intent is actually the most primordial power, and it is not something that an idle person can compete with at all.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhang Junjie understood why Fang Cun had the courage to directly argue with Bai Rong!

Because, in comparison, these people are no longer qualified to fight head-on with Fang Cun at all.

It's a pity that he understands that by these times, it is already too late!

The next moment, a faint trace of blood came out of his throat, and his consciousness had gradually dissipated, leaving only the last trace of consciousness, and he vaguely heard the last line of poetry from Fang Cun.

“...... Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. ”

In just a few minutes, together with Zhang Junjie and Xiao Yuan, the thirteen disciples of the Qingzhou Mansion Lord fell together!

The drizzle was drizzling, but the rain seemed to have been stained with a faint layer of blood mist.

The name of Fang Cun has really resounded in Qingzhou Mansion so far......