Fang Yan lamented helplessly in his heart, this trick is not difficult to learn, but it needs the support of knowledge, but it is not easy to crack, first you have to analyze the other party's inscription ban, and then break the game, if you can't analyze the inscription ban, then you can only break the game with force, but in the case of not much difference in cultivation, it is even more difficult to break the game with force.

Yan Hui stood with his hands tied, waiting for the dialect to break through.

Fang Yan pretended to be unwilling to analyze the inscription prohibition for a long time, and discarded the flying sword irritably, and raised his hand.

"I throw in the towel."

There was a burst of unbelievable exclamations from the ground in the ring, and no one would have imagined that the snake demon sister, who was a dark horse, would finally lose under the trick she invented, which was really dramatic.

"Is this a towel?"

"It's a pity ......"

"You know what? This prohibition is complicated, and no one can benefit from it. ”

“……”

The merger elder smashed his eyes and asked suspiciously, "You admit defeat?" ”

Fang Yan nodded and said, "Yes, I admit defeat." ”

The Merge Stage Elder gasped and wanted to say something, but finally shook his head, walked to the middle of the field, and announced the result.

"Daozang Peak dialect, elimination, Eagle Sorrow Peak Yan Hui, promotion."

Yan Hui was about to go down, but was stopped by Fang Yan with words, and looked back at her suspiciously.

"What inscription do you use?" Fang Yan asked unwillingly.

Yan Hui pursed his lips and looked left and right astringently, "The most complicated moire prohibition." ”

Fang Yan pretended to grit his teeth, and his face was full of unwillingness.

There was an uproar in the crowd below, and I don't know who said 'despicable and shameless', which won a large number of echoes.

Yan Hui stopped for a moment, covered his face and fled.

……

Fang Yan returned to the house leisurely, made a pot of tea leisurely, smashed it with a cigarette stick, and lay on the rocking chair and looked up at the sky, silent.

"Meow~"

Lian'er didn't know where she had gone to play wildly, but she had gone home at the moment, ran into the courtyard, jumped into Shang Yan's arms, and closed her eyes to take a nap.

White clouds, blue sky and green water, green mountains and ancient trees.

A peaceful ......

Syllable~!

The courtyard door was violently pushed open, and Fang Yan got up, holding a cigarette stick in his hand and spitting out a puff of smoke in his mouth.

"Meow~"

Lian'er fell from her body and screamed miserably, her eyes resentful.

At the door, Xu Zun held a flying sword, stood at the door, and spoke.

"Come out."

The unknown dialect obediently ran out of the door, since coming to the sect, Xu Zun, the maverick busy chief, she was the first time to have close and personal contact.

"Senior brother......" said in a dialect.

Xu Zun pulled out the flying sword and pointed to the dialect from afar, his face dark.

"Draw your sword."

What's to be done?

Chop the snake?

Fang Yan looked at Xu Zun suspiciously, "Why do you want to draw your sword?" ”

Xu Zun's tone was not good, and he said, "This morning's showdown, let's do it again." ”

Not good......

Fang Yan felt that he was being seen by others, and took two steps back, "Senior brother, don't ......"

Xu Zun wielded the flying sword and drew out a few sword qi sword gangs, looking at this trend, it was the cloud pattern prohibition used by Yan Hui.

"Less nonsense!"

Fang Yan was also annoyed, and took out the flying sword and stabbed it diagonally, and the spiritual power attached to the blade was extremely sharp.

Xu Zun was directly a white cloud out of Xiu, and the sword-shaped sword qi faced the dialect's sword almost at the same time, forcing the dialect back with just one move, fully explaining how a master with duel experience suppressed the opponent.

Then Xu Zun, who had the upper hand, continued to perform sword moves, but he didn't expect to be suffocated in the chest by the smooth switching of light and heavy weapons in the dialect.

Just now in the face of the flexible and sharp sword qi, in the blink of an eye, it turned into a heavy heavy sword, the previous monks were all refining one kind of weapon, this kind of special use of two weapons is the first time to see, the corners of Xu Zun's mouth twitched unnaturally, and finally his face was extremely gloomy, and the offensive in his hand was also fierce.

was forced to retreat by the heavy sword again, and Xu Zun changed his playing style.

Call~!

A fiery serpent flew head-on towards the dialect.

Raise the sword and aim it sideways at the fiery serpent, which slams into the sword and turns into sparks.

This is the first time Fang Yan has seen Xu Zun's real character, and he has never seen what he looks like in the past, and the few tricks just now are obviously just to replicate the duel in the morning and deliberately used.

The spiritual power surged into the heavy sword, and the entire sword body was covered with a layer of faint cold water vapor and frost, and the dialect waved the heavy ruler with an explosive speed and rushed to Xu Zun with a sweep!

Xu Zun dodged ......

A missed hit, then a spin in a circle, swinging his heavy sword, sweeping and smashing the fireball thrown by his opponent again.

Fang Yan used inertia to swing his heavy sword to a high place and then slammed it down, and Xu Zun, who was forced by a coherent triple attack, had to retreat and dodge, and then ushered in a continuous attack like a rainstorm of switching light weapons without accident.

"The Trick. Hell Fire. ”

Xu Zun couldn't stand the persecution and released his big move, and a fireball at the tip of the sword became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into an overwhelming flame and swept towards the dialect!

Fang Yan retreated to the side of the heavy sword to switch heavy weapons, spun in a circle and slashed to the ground!

"In the depths of the white clouds, the wind is roaring!"

The energy and shock wave of the dialect smashing the ground blew away the flames that had almost swept her in, turning the tide at the critical moment.

The various moves of the dialect were exchanged for all kinds of defenses, and Xu Zun's use of fire-based spells was considered a sharp means, but it was a pity that he aimed at testing and practicing, and most of the time he controlled the flames within a certain range of precision.

Xu Zun felt that there was no need to fight anymore, he had already gotten the results he wanted.

Wield a flying sword and turn the surroundings into a sea of purgatory.

"Stop!"

Carrying a heavy sword, the dialect that was about to rush one stumbled and almost fell.

"What's wrong?"

"You can do it......"

Xu Zun shook his head and sighed, stretched out his hand and pointed to the dialect, and continued to teach.

"Why not go all out? What are you afraid of? Or...... In your heart, what do you think of the brothers and elders in the sect? ”

Fang Yan was speechless, obediently tied up and trained, Xu Zun is a good person and has no bad intentions, there is no doubt about this, otherwise when the three halls were tried, he would not be the first to jump out and fight for her, and he was facing Lu Zhengyi, the head of the Yanxing Sect, or even the entire Yanxing Sect.

"You underestimated us......" Xu Zun left a sigh and turned away.

Fang Yan looked up at the sky, the corners of his mouth sneered inexplicably, and said softly: "I have never underestimated you, nor have I ever spent the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, but Zheng Yin is a guy who can't be believed, and sometimes I would rather believe that my judgment is wrong, otherwise Zheng Yin will be too terrible...... Hehe, didn't you find out? Every time I meet Zheng Yin, it's like a gamble, as long as there are few people, I never meet him, and I hide if I can. ”

Turning back to the house, Lian'er ran tremblingly, holding her trouser legs with both hands, her eyes pitiful.

"Meow~"

Fang Yan leaned over and picked it up, returned to the rocking chair and lay down, took out the cigarette stick and continued to smash it.

In the afternoon, the time was more leisurely, a snake held the Taoist treasure, and spent an afternoon with cigarettes and tea.