Zhao Kang laughed dryly.

"Seniors are joking, right? How can I be able to compete with my predecessors? ”

Fang Ze looked at him and asked, "How many grades of your martial arts are there?" It stands to reason that since you can be in charge, you should be a little more powerful than the Yellow Dragon Monk, right? ”

Zhao Kang didn't dare to slack off, and replied: "Junior, I have just entered the sixth grade. ”

"Enough." Fang Ze said.

He hooked his hand at Zhao Kang and said, "It's just you, come, I'll let you make three moves." ”

"Give you three chances to fight with your strongest martial arts moves."

"I'll let you do these three tricks, but remember, you only have three chances."

"If anything, I'll consider letting you go."

"If you don't beat me, or if you perform to my satisfaction, then you probably won't have a chance in the future."

When Zhao Kang heard the faint threat in these words, he suddenly felt a sudden increase in pressure.

His face was entangled for a moment, but soon, he still made a decision.

After all, Zhao Kang still has some courage.

Although he didn't know what this senior master with a strange temper was going to do, Zhao Kang didn't dare to disobey.

At the same time, he also had a hint of luck in his heart.

What if the other party really kept his promise, maybe he could have escaped today?

Thinking of this, Zhao Kang gritted his teeth.

He made a martial arts etiquette to ask his seniors for advice, and said, "Then, senior, if I am offended, I will have the courage to show my sword in front of my seniors." ”

Fang Ze nodded.

"Draw your sword."

"Remember, don't keep your hands, you only have three chances."

Zhao Kang took a deep breath, his face was solemn, and he pulled out his sword.

Fang Ze looked at each other.

"Like that Yellow Dragon Monk, the basic quality of martial arts is very solid, and there is a kind of basic strength of a formal small sect disciple in the Tianzhou Realm."

"Give him three chances, the pressure is almost over, force this Zhao Kang's strength."

"I'd like to see what the strange and incongruous feeling just now is."

Fang Ze thought in his heart.

At this time, Zhao Kang had already drawn his sword out of its sheath.

After the sword was unsheathed, Zhao Kang's spirit and spirit changed.

His eyes were sharp, the tip of the long sword in his hand suddenly shook, and his left hand slashed through a semicircle.

Zhao Kang's whole person's aura suddenly rose, and for a moment, it gave people the feeling that there was a surging river behind him.

Fang Ze's heart moved.

"The legal conception of the realm of heaven and man?"

Fang Ze was slightly shocked in his heart.

It's not because of Zhao Kang's strength.

Instead, the sword moves unleashed by Zhao Kang in front of him faintly touched the level of the legal conception of the realm of heaven and man.

Fang Ze had encountered this kind of move once before when he was only with Shao Hongyi, who was only with the Extreme Love Sect.

Shao Hongyi's hatred of the sea is a vein of humane law, and after it is displayed, the world changes color, and the enemy's spirit is pulled into the role of an infatuated man and a woman, and the recruiter will fall into a state of losing the will to survive.

In front of him, Zhao Kang's current starting style is vaguely and implicitly, but it is not the same path as Shao Hongyi, but takes the meaning of heaven and earth.

Fang Ze's surprise was that it was clear that Zhao Kang's sword move gave people the feeling that the swordsmanship grade was very high, but Zhao Kang himself as a whole still gave Fang Ze a feeling that he was only a three-four change in the strength of his physical body.

The level of artistic conception brought out by the swordsmanship and the overall strength do not match very much.

This is extremely rare in the Heavenly Continent Realm.

"The sunset rushes through Changhong!"

Zhao Kang's momentum was full, and a sword stabbed out.

This sword rushed like thunder, and the speed was extremely fast.

Under the pressure of life and death, Zhao Kang played the best and most powerful sword since he began to learn martial arts!

Yan Die'er, who was watching the competition next to her, couldn't help screaming when she saw this.

With such a sword and such a complete momentum, can the mysterious master stop it?

However, at the moment when Zhao Kang took out his sword, Fang Ze couldn't help but shake his head invisibly.

The moment Zhao Kang took out the sword, the speed and momentum reached the peak, and in the eyes of several other people around, it was simply a wonderful and flawless sword.

However, in Fang Ze's eyes, this sword fell all at once.

When Zhao Kang was accumulating strength, Fang Ze was still slightly startled, feeling that the other party had vaguely touched the law of heaven and earth, and the sword move was afraid that it was not small.

But after the sword was released, although the swordsmanship was fast and seemed to be powerful, it suddenly lost the feeling of vaguely entering the law and fell into the mortal dust.

It's just fast enough and powerful enough.

This kind of sword move, although it may be good in the Longkang Martial Arts, but in Fang Ze's opinion, it is nothing more than the level of a swordsman in the Heavenly Continent Realm Three or Four Transformation Realm who is normal with all his strength.

Zhao Kang's move, open high and go low.

"Look up to him."

Fang Ze shook his head slightly, then turned sideways slightly, calmly avoiding the sword.

Zhao Kang only felt a flower in front of him, and the sword pierced into the air.

Zhao Kang was shocked, his sword that was so confident was obviously locked in the air, how could it fail?

But he didn't dare to think about it, and suddenly the sword in his hand turned at a strange angle, and then the person became advanced again.

Seeing this, Fang Ze said in his heart: "Is it another heaven and earth law artistic conception move?" ”

At this time, Zhao Kang's sword momentum gave people a feeling of majestic mountains and lush and steep.

Zhao Kang used a strange angle, and suddenly another sword came out.

After this sword came out, Fang Ze felt quite disappointed again.

Because Zhao Kang was the same as before, he obviously vaguely touched the artistic conception of law, but as soon as he took out of the sword, he fell out and became an ordinary person.

That's all that remains of speed and sword angle.

Maybe it's not as good as the normal all-out blow of the three or four swordsmen in the Heavenly Continent Realm.

Fang Ze avoided again.

Zhao Kang's face turned pale again, and he knew in his heart that this was his last chance.

"The galaxy hangs upside down!"

Zhao Kang was very energetic and picked up a sword.

However, at this time, Fang Ze was already a little numb.

Sure enough, this sword was the same as the previous two swords, and this time it especially felt that the artistic conception was quite profound, but as soon as it was shot, it fell into the realm.

Even, the feeling of this sword when it was provoked was not as good as the previous two swords.

Fang Ze also lost the will to continue to confirm.

He stretched out two fingers with his left hand, and then pinched the tip of Zhao Kang's long sword with great precision.

"Ding!"

The sword chirped.

Zhao Kang felt that the long sword was like a lofty mountain, no matter how he urged the internal force, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and the long sword did not move at all.

He was shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to move, so he just held his sword and looked at Fang Ze, not knowing what to do.

"This is your strongest strength?" Fang Ze asked.

There was a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Zhao Kang didn't know how to react anymore and nodded.

"I still think highly of you." Fang Ze sighed slightly.

He suddenly kicked out his right leg and kicked Zhao Kang in the chest.

Zhao Kangren suddenly flew out seven or eight meters, fell to the ground, and rolled twice.

After Zhao Kang fell, he subconsciously struggled to stand up, but he couldn't get up at all, and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

And Fang Ze still had a long sword between his fingers,

I saw Fang Ze exert his strength slightly, and then only heard a 'ding' sound, and the long sword broke in response.

Seeing this scene, the people around him were all shocked.

Zhao Kang's face was like ashes.

Zhao Kang couldn't figure it out.

Why is the Tianhong swordsmanship that he is so proud of, and the strength of the six grades, in front of the person in front of him, he can't withstand three moves?

What's going on?

Why is this man so strong?

Is there any reason for this?

Is there still a royal law?