Chapter Forty-Six: Two Swords Fight

The scar man roared angrily, his voice was filled with strong anger and killing intent, and the war horse jumped over the battle ditch, climbed the inclined tree trunk, and with the powerful momentum of the war horse, he killed Fang Yun.

Fang Yun rolled on the spot, and did not fight hard with the scar man, easily dodging the slash of the big knife in the scar man's hand.

With the momentum of the war horse, the power of Scar Man's sword was very strong, and Fang Yun had no need to fight him hard.

Fang Yun was tumbling, and the kitchen knife he had created in his hand was cut out, and the sharp blade directly cut off a horse's hoof.

Although the shape of this woodcutter is a little ugly, it has been tempered by Fang Yun no less than 10,000 times, and its quality far surpasses that of other weapons made of fine iron.

The war horse fell to the ground with a wail, and the scar man kicked the horse's back, and his figure jumped up, and then fell steadily to the ground.

"Pavilion Master!"

Wu shouted madly, and was about to rush over with a knife.

"He'll give it to me, and you can deal with the other bandits!"

Fang Yundao, the other three bandit leaders, only Wu Hao, Wu Hao, and Remnant Jian could deal with it.

"Boy, are you Lao Tzu's opponent?"

The scar man laughed and said, at such an age, even if he is a genius in the sky, how strong his strength can be, reaching the fifth level of qi and blood realm, it is already the limit.

When he noticed the weapon in Fang Yun's hand, he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

"What is this, a knife for chopping wood? Boy, even if you are going to die in the hands of Lao Tzu, you might as well take out a decent weapon." Scar Man scoffed.

The big knife in the scar man's hand exudes a deep metallic luster, and it looks very domineering, compared to this big knife, the shape of the woodcutter in Fang Yun's hand is really a bit stumbling.

"A woodcutter can kill you too!"

Fang Yun said coldly, and his figure jumped out, like a tiger descending from the mountain, slashing at the scar man with all his strength.

"Look for death!"

The scar man said disdainfully, and also swung out the big knife in his hand, without using internal force.

He was conceited and used his own strength, and the result of this knife was that Fang Yun's knife would kill people.

Boom!

The moment the two knives intersected, there was an incomparably crisp golden thunder, piercing through the golden cracked stone, and then I saw that Fang Yun's figure was standing three steps away, while the scar man was shocked, took five steps back, and stuck the big knife in his hand on the ground, barely stabilizing his figure!

"How is this possible!"

The scar man was incredulous, with a dull look on his face.

He never thought that the power of the other party's knife would surpass his own!

When he lifted the big knife in his hand again, he was shocked to see that there was a gap on the blade, and he was even more stunned.

Fang Yun didn't intend to give the scar man time to be stunned, as soon as the blade in his hand turned, he rushed towards the scar man again,

Without any fancy slash out, the scar man took the move in a panic, this time using internal force, but under Fang Yun's power, the figure of the scar man took three steps back, and the arm holding the big knife couldn't stop trembling.

"Is this the only extent that internal force is used?"

Fang Yun laughed and said, judging from the strength of the scar man, he should have reached the eighth level of the Qi and Blood Realm, and his strength was no less than that of Wu Mad and Wu Hao.

After breaking through the sixth level of the Qi and Blood Realm and experiencing the essence of purging and cutting the marrow, Fang Yun also wanted to see if his strength could compete with the powerhouse of the eighth level of the Qi and Blood Realm.

"Boy, Lao Tzu ......"

The scar man was extremely angry because of Fang Yun's ridicule, but after saying that, Fang Yun slashed at the scar man again.

Immediately, Fang Yundao slashed towards the scar man one after another, and the knife was aimed at the vital points around him, and the blades intersected, making a loud sound that made people tremble.

Although Fang Yun didn't understand the knife technique, he knew the truth of breaking the ten wisdoms with one force, and under the powerful force, even if the scar man used his internal force, he couldn't regain the disadvantage.

While Fang Yun was fighting with Scar Man, the other three bandit leaders and the figures of Wu Mad, Wu Hao, and Remnant Sword also met together.

Without any nonsense, he did it directly, the long knife in the hand of the martial madman, at the moment when he exchanged words with the white-bearded old man's blade, his face changed, and his figure retreated backwards, and he was invincible.

The white-bearded old man is actually a master of the ninefold qi and blood realm!

"He'll give it to me!"

The remnant sword said expressionlessly, after a sword shook back the one-eyed man, he rushed towards the white-bearded old man, the long sword stabbed out, the angle was extremely tricky, just from this sword, it can be seen that the remnant sword is a master with a sword!

"I can't imagine that there are such characters in the Star Pavilion!"

The white-bearded old man said, the same move was cast, and the angle of the stab was also very tricky, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes!

is also a kendo master, and he has a sense of sympathy for each other, and he wants to kill the other party to prove his kendo.

The tips of the two long swords collided together accurately, making a crisp sound, and the eyes of the remnant sword and the white-bearded old man were filled with a heavy color, and from the other party's sword, both of them tested each other's kendo attainments.

The tip of the sword was divided with a touch, and the next moment, the two of them each performed a sword technique, swinging out a heavy sword shadow, which was dazzling!

Wu Mad and Wu Hao fought together with the other two bandit leaders!

As time went by, the battle between the two sides intensified, and three thousand elite soldiers also joined the battle, tens of thousands of bandits, after paying an extremely heavy price, finally pushed the battle lines of both sides into the valley mouth, at this time, the five thousand meters of elite soldiers cultivated by Xu Yi were not dispatched, and were hidden in the shadows.

Fang Yun and Scar Man fought together, their figures each shook back, although Fang Yun was able to gain the upper hand in the battle with Scar Man, but it was a little difficult to kill him.

"Boy, even if you have the strength to compete with Lao Tzu, what if you see, the defenders of the Xiyun Iron Mine, as well as the people of the Star Pavilion, have begun to rout, how long can you hold out? Half an hour, or an hour!"

The scar man said gloomily, at this time, the long knife in his hand was cut out of a dense gap by Fang Yun and became dilapidated, which made the scar man feel heartache, which he bought at a great price.

"Hehe, Scar Man, after Xu Yi died, his wealth was in that three-story attic, but I don't know how you four bandit leaders will divide the wealth there after you attack the Xiyun Iron Mine!"

Fang Yun sneered and said, although the words were said to the scar man, the voice was loud, enough for the other three bandit leaders to hear.

Fang Yun deliberately let them hear it, these bandits are mercenary, in the face of such huge wealth, they don't care about any alliance, they don't want to monopolize it.

"Hahaha! Boy, the old man has seen through your calculations, and with your words, how can he separate us?

The white-bearded old man laughed wildly, thinking that he had seen through Fang Yun's thoughts, and he was very proud, but in his eyes, there was a flash of imperceptible greed, obviously he was unwilling to share this huge wealth with the other three bandit leaders.

Taking advantage of the distraction of the white-bearded old man's speech, the sword blade swept across, leaving a bloody wound on the white-bearded old man's body.

A master's move, even a small flaw, can be the difference between victory and defeat.

The white-bearded old man screamed bitterly, if the angle of this sword was a little trickier, it was very likely to kill him, and he immediately did not dare to be careless, and fought against the remnant sword with all his might.

The corners of Fang Yun's mouth set off a smile that seemed to be nothing, of course he didn't have the luxury of expecting that just this sentence would make the four bandit leaders turn against each other now, they were not fools, but as long as there was a slight gap in their hearts, Fang Yun's goal would be achieved!

"Boy, don't waste your time, when these defenders are defeated, Lao Tzu must kill you with his own hands!"

The man with the scar said gloomily, with his own strength alone, although he couldn't kill the young kid in front of him, but when the defenders of Xiyun Iron Mine were defeated, it was not difficult to order people to rush up and capture this kid alive.

At this moment, Fang Yun smiled playfully.

"It's kind of interesting to slaughter the Pavilion Master with your own hands! But you don't have this chance!"