The third watch is over!

Brothers, is there any support?!!!

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Fang Cun was laughing all the way.

Because as long as he thinks of Xiang Konggang's words, he will think of the previous life, in a classic movie, the protagonist exploded the opponent's head with a shot, and then slapped the gun on the table, and asked lazily, "My words are finished, who is in favor and who is against?!"

Pretending to be b to this point, an absolute talent.

"I heard that you killed seven innate pinnacles by yourself?"

"Well, good luck! Shrugging his shoulders, Fang Cun smiled and shook the flask in his hand, "Do you want some?"

"Something interesting!" Unexpectedly, Xiang Kong actually took the wine gourd, raised his head and took a big sip, "Your poem is very good." ”

Throwing the wine gourd back to Fang Cun, Xiang Kong looked at Fang Cun, "I heard that you don't have any background, and you haven't even had a chance to learn swordsmanship?"

With a wry smile, he spread his hands, and said softly, "I'm just a poor scholar, and it's already good luck to be able to cultivate to the innate level, and sword skills or something are too far away from me." ”

After a pause, Fang Cun said happily, "However, now I can also use a sword technique, stunning! The last time Lord Liu asked me to go with him to eradicate the master of Yama Luoti, it was taught to me. ”

After a slight pause, Xiang Kong slowly looked into Fang Cun's eyes, "I'll give you a chance, follow me, I can give you cultivation techniques, sword skills, and even all the other cultivation resources you need." I promise that it will not be worse than the core children of any of the royal capitals. ”

Hearing this, Fang Cun suddenly fell silent for a long time, and then said slowly, "You mean, let me enter the Sword Pavilion?"

"No!" Xiang Kong shook his head indifferently and said, "It has nothing to do with the Sword Pavilion, it's just my follower, from now on, I want you to recognize me as the master." ”

I want you to recognize me as Lord!

When these words came out of Xiang Kong's mouth, they were so deserved, as if they were not humiliating, but rather glorious.

Looking at Xiang Kong quietly, Fang Cun suddenly laughed, and his smile was very bright, like a newborn sun.

"Young Master Xiang, I think you're mistaken...... In this world, you are not the only proud person. ”

grabbed the wine jug, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of Fang Cun's mouth, and raised his head to take a big sip, but he didn't even have the interest to deal with him.

What a good feeling for oneself! Could it be that these so-called geniuses can only be the lives of slaves in their eyes?

If, when the old man heard this, he was afraid that he would be able to slap this thing to death, and he actually wanted the disciples of Fang Cun Mountain to recognize him as the master? In the old man's concept, as long as he thought about it, he was guilty of an unforgivable sin!

"Proud?" There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and Xiang Kong sneered, "The weak don't deserve to have pride! The innate strong may be good in the eyes of others, but in my eyes, they are just ants." If it weren't for the amount of potential you still have, do you think anyone would be qualified to be my follower?"

"Then should I thank you for your appreciation?" A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and Fang Cun sneered lightly.

"You will regret this choice at this moment, and in the future, even if you kneel in front of me, I will not take you in again. Arrogantly raised his head and looked at Fang Cun, Xiang Kong said coldly.

Hearing this, Fang Cun was immediately amused, this guy is really not an ordinary 2b, okay, you are a genius, lazy to pay attention to you.

With a flick of the horsewhip and a flick of Fang Cun far behind him, Xiang Kong's face became even more gloomy.

This time out of the Sword Pavilion, he originally had the intention of standing up, and he had always acted in a high-profile manner, showing his side to the fullest.

Of course, he has the qualifications of pride, a demon-level genius who has not been born for a hundred years, even if he is the master of the Sword Pavilion, he has already cultivated him as an heir.

For nearly a decade, no matter what he wanted to get, he never failed.

However, just now, he suddenly wanted to collect Fang Cun as a follower on a whim, in fact, when he said it, he even regretted it a little, and he hadn't carefully observed Fang Cun's strength. However, who would have thought that Fang Cun, this poor scholar, would reject himself so simply.

Hey, do you really think he's the first person of the younger generation?

Xiang Kong's heart was full of sneers, this trial would soon allow him to recognize the gap between his ideals and reality.

There will always be times when he regrets it, but at that time, he will never have the slightest pity for him anymore, and some opportunities, missed, are for life.

"Hey, that guy seems to be deflated in Fang Cun!"

Along the way, this thing naturally can't be hidden from other people's eyes, although I didn't have a good impression of Fang Cun originally, but now that I have Xiang Kong, a more annoying guy, everyone is happy to see Xiang Kong eat it.

"Whatever, someone should kill his prestige, and I really think he is invincible in the world!"

"I can't say that, this time to encircle and suppress the Killer Alliance, but it's not so easy, isn't he dragging, let him be in front. ”

"Yes, don't drag us with our own people, if he has the ability to pick the killer alliance alone, then I will be able to convince him. ”

These gentlemen are all used to it, and when they speak, they don't mean to lower their voices at all, they just deliberately want Xiang Kong to hear.

Sure enough, hearing this, Xiang Kong suddenly reined in the horse's reins and said lightly, "You don't have to provoke me, since I let it out, I will naturally be sure." ”

"I'll put it here, if any of you is stronger than me, I may give up command at any time and listen to your command, now, tell me, which of you has the guts?!"

The majesty of these words immediately suppressed everyone.

That's right, this guy is a little arrogant, but he can't stand the strength of others, the master of the Xuan Rank, the strongest one present is only the innate peak! Even the one in Lingyun Pavilion has suffered, who would dare to hit the muzzle of the gun?

At the end of the team, Fang Cun shook his head slightly, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and ignored everyone, drinking by himself, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Such a person is probably focused on cultivation, and he is completely mentally retarded in his life. If you don't grind your surname, I'm afraid it will be difficult to become a big tool after all.

At this moment, Fang Cun suddenly missed the old man very much!

The hard-to-find Tianxian brew, at this moment, is like clear water, tasteless.

A hint of gloom flashed in his eyes, and Fang Cun couldn't help but gently pull out his portable sword, his fingers were gently pulled, and he sang with the sword!

"A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, the body to the side of Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night. ”

"The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown is not true, and there is no sound in the old garden. ”