Outside the mourning hall.

Wang Xu and Fang Ming stood opposite each other, separated by ten meters.

Fang Shun asked someone to fetch an ancient spear gun.

The head of the spear was seven inches long, weighed four taels, and the cold light was shining on it.

Fang Ming is usually good at attacking with a spear, although his marksmanship is not beginner, he already has some momentum.

This spear is made of antiquity.

Fang Ming held the barrel of the gun in his right hand and pointed at Wang Xu with the tip of the gun: "Which hand do you want to use to go back with the cane?" ”

Wang Xu closed his eyes under the bloody sun.

He sensed the boning knife in his right hand, and didn't mean to answer Fang Ming.

By feeling the sharpness of the crutches just now, he did make some progress, but he felt that he could go further.

With just one more step, he will be able to make a breakthrough in his sword technique.

Anger rose on Fang Ming's face, Wang Xu dared to ignore him?

He reached into his trouser pocket with his left hand and pulled out three throwing knives.

His palm loosened.

Under the swirling of soul power, three flying knives were suspended in front of him.

"It's a mystery."

"You think you'll be able to stall for time?"

"One of your palms, my Ming is about to be decided."

Fang Ming rushed out with a spear in hand, and three flying knives followed by his side.

He knew that he would definitely not be able to defeat Wang Xu just by relying on the second-order soul master's flying knife attack.

The three throwing knives only play a coordinating role.

In the fight, he will find the right time to let the three flying knives attack Wang Xu's flaws.

Zhao Muge put his hands in his trouser pockets, and he said: "Uncle Sun, this is the Fang family, and it is impossible for anyone to stand up and resolve the crisis for him today." ”

Sun Xiong nodded silently.

Fang Shun and Fang Xin's gazes followed Fang Ming.

The majesty of the Fang family must not be trampled on.

Wang Xu is about to pay the price of a palm.

Fang Ming waved his spear, pointing directly at Wang Xu's eyebrows.

When Fang Ming was still five meters away from Wang Xu.

Wang Xu opened his eyes suddenly, his body was sharp, he held the boning knife in his right hand, and waved it towards Fang Ming, who was rushing over.

The moment the knife slashed out.

Several hair-like sword qi emerged from the blade.

In this regard, Zhao Muge and others scoffed.

The sword qi after the initial introduction of the knife technique can only attack in close quarters.

Now that the two of them were five meters apart, the knife qi coming out of the boning knife would collapse and disperse on its own before it approached Fang Ming.

This Wang Xu is really poor in donkey skills.

Fang Ming also thought so, he paused at his feet, wanting to wait for the flying sword qi to dissipate before continuing to attack Wang Xu.

However.

A scene that was unexpected by everyone present happened.

Several hairstrand knife qi flew out from Wang Xu's boning knife, and the speed was extremely fast!

There is no tendency to collapse halfway through.

Fang Shun sensed that something was wrong, and he shouted, "Fang Ming, get out of the way." ”

Fang Ming's brows furrowed, after hearing Fang Shun's reminder, he was already a beat slower.

You can only swing the spear in your hand to resist.

At the same time, the three flying knives on his side flew towards Wang Xu, and he wanted to buy himself time as much as possible.

"Poof, poof, poof—"

The sound of flesh being cut echoed through the air.

Fang Ming's speed of swinging his spear slowed down, and Wang Xu's sword qi attacked his chest in one go.

Flesh and blood splattered.

"Ah~"

A scream of pain echoed through the air.

The sharp pain in his chest made Fang Ming's face hideous, and he pressed his hands on his bloody chest.

It wasn't until his hands were dripping with blood that Wang Xu's sword qi was dissolved.

When he looked up, his eyes widened.

Wang Xu had already dodged the attack of the three flying knives, and his figure approached.

The boning knife in his hand rested on Fang Ming's neck, and he said indifferently: "You are defeated!" ”

"Defeat you, one knife is enough!"

Wang Xu looked at the sluggish Fang Ming and said, "I'm sorry, I shattered your dream." ”

"It seems that you can't use my palm to pay tribute to Fang Yi."

A chill felt in Fang Ming's neck, and he swallowed saliva hard in his throat.

Zhao Muge's face was ugly and said, "Your sword technique is not a preliminary introduction?" ”

The introduction to knife techniques is divided into beginner, intermediate, and advanced.

Beginner knife technique, sword qi can only be used in close combat.

After reaching the intermediate level, the sword qi can fly out of a distance of ten meters, thus achieving the effect of hurting people.

Today's Wang Xu is obviously an intermediate beginner in swordsmanship.

Zhao Muge had seen Wang Xu perform his sword technique at the beginning, and he could be sure that Wang Xu at that time was definitely only a beginner!

Fang Xin investigated Wang Xu and others.

He had detailed information about Wang Xu.

According to Wang Xu's actions in public, the person in charge of the investigation in the Fang family also judged that Wang Xu was only a beginner in knife skills.

Isn't Wang Xu's qualifications extremely poor?

In such a short period of time, he advanced the knife technique of the beginner to the intermediate entry?

Fang Shun's face was slightly gloomy: "Maybe he wasn't pretending just now, he might really be using a certain characteristic on the crutches to improve his sword skills." ”

Wang Xu stared at Fang Ming and asked, "Which hand do you want to keep?" ”

Fang Ming didn't want to lose a palm, his eyes looked at Fang Shun and Fang Xin with a pleading gaze.

That's when it happened.

The voice of the old lady of the Fang family came from the depths of the manor: "Remove your knife, you can go with your crutches." ”

Between words.

A powerful suppressive force struck and slammed into Wang Xu's body.

"Will the Fang family bully the small with the big?"

"When I came, Senior Liu said that the elders of the Fang family would not do it again, and your Fang family is going to slap Senior Liu in the face?"

Wang Xu gritted his teeth and stubbornly carried the suppressive power from the old lady of the Fang family.

He has no choice but to move out of Liu Po now.

The old lady of the Fang family really threw a rat trap and withdrew the terrifying suppressive power.

While Wang Xu exhaled a breath from his mouth, the boning knife in his right hand quickly slashed out.

"Wow".

Fang Ming's entire right palm detached from his arm and fell towards the ground.

Wang Xu is very decisive.

Fang Ming screamed again in his throat: "Ah~"

No one expected that Wang Xu would directly cut off Fang Ming's right palm the moment the old lady of the Fang family withdrew his suppressive power.

Wang Xu looked at Fang Shun and Fang Xin: "I have always done things from the beginning to the end. ”

After speaking.

He pulled out his crutches from the pit.

Then without looking back, he walked in the direction of the manor gate.

Fang Shun and Fang Xin did not stop it.

Do you really want the younger generation of the Fang family to attack Wang Xu again?

Just now, Fang Xin said that there will be a battle today.

Such a reversal, once it angers the owner of the crutches, I am afraid that things will be even worse.

In the future, there will be an opportunity to make a move against Wang Xu, and there is no need to rush for a while.

If it weren't for Zhao Muge's instigation just now, Fang Ming would not have stood up to challenge Wang Xu.

The sound of dull breathing echoed in the air.

The Fang family has lost face this time.

Zhao Muge looked at the direction in which Wang Xu left, and he clenched his teeth tightly.

He felt that Wang Xu had to be eliminated as soon as possible.