If there is no Fang Zhile, Zhang Sanmad and Guo Xiang today, the four sisters of Xia Yanyu don't say that they will retaliate with a tooth for a tooth, I am afraid that they will not even be able to protect their own bottom line and principles, and can only be bullied by other sects.

And Fang Zhile, Zhang Sanmad and Guo Xiang are either equipped with unique skills, or they have backers behind them, so they can be so confident and shout on the spot with the eight major factions!

Otherwise, it would have been attacked by a group long ago.

Speaking of group fighting, in fact, the eight major factions still care about face, otherwise they all go together at the beginning, even if there are Fang Zhile, Zhang Sanmad and Guo Xiang to support the field, two fists are no match for four hands, and they will definitely lose in the hands of many sects.

Fortunately, the eight major factions still took care of the last bit of face, and did not go together, but came out to challenge one by one, which made Fang Zhile feel relieved.

Heads-up? Lao Tzu really never feared anyone!

Brush!

Suddenly, two figures jumped out and flashed in front of Fang Zhile and Zhang Sanmad.

"Kunlun sent Nie Yuanchao (Red Shihua) is not talented, and I am willing to ask Your Excellency for a few tricks. Nie Yuanchao was tall, and the red poetry was heroic, and both of them hugged their fists towards Fang Zhile and raised their voices.

"Kunlun faction?"

Fang Zhile looked at the two people in front of him, and a white-clothed figure suddenly appeared in his mind, sitting cross-legged on the ground, caressing the sound of the piano, holding a sword in his left hand, drawing the ground as a game, playing a confrontation by himself, and said with a smile, "Dare to ask the patriarch of your sect, but what is the path of the three saints of Kunlun?"

"It's the ancestor, I don't know why Your Excellency asked about this?" Nie Yuanchao nodded, looking at Fang Zhile a little strangely, not understanding why the other party suddenly asked this question.

It's really He Zudao!

Fang Zhile showed a strange smile on his face, thinking of the Three Sages of Kunlun, he glanced back at Guo Xiang again, and secretly said This girl is still here, why did He Zudao take a step first?

The three saints of Kunlun, proficient in piano, chess, and swords, dressed in white, sang a quiet song, but could not find a confidant, but met Guo Xiang in Shaolin Temple, and fell in love with a song, but he was helpless, but he was ......

Fang Zhile shook his head, remembering the Three Sages of Kunlun, and smiled at Nie Yuanchao, "The ancestor of your sect is deeply affectionate, in fact, I have always admired it, but unfortunately I never had the opportunity to meet again." ”

"Didn't get enough to see each other?"

Nie Yuanchao was stunned, reacted, and his face was slightly cold, "What do you mean by this, Your Excellency's patriarch has been living in seclusion, if Your Excellency wants to visit and ask for a meeting, you will naturally have a chance." ”

Fang Zhile was stunned, "Chance?"

"Of course there is a chance, I see that Your Excellency is young and daring, although he is a shameless scum, but if he can correct it, he is still a good man. The patriarch is the same age as you, and if you wish, you can go to this sect to see the patriarch. Hong Shihua also spoke.

it!

Kunlun Three Sages He Zudao is not dead yet? How can such a lovely man not be dead?

Impossible!

He should die of martyrdom, although the ending is tragic, it will still be moving, but it will last for eternity, how can he not die?

Wait, the same age? Does that guy get younger?

Fang Zhile almost didn't think about it, and subconsciously blurted out and scolded, "Grass! This guy turned out to be hiding by himself to refer to the "Huangting Dadong Sutra", which made Lao Tzu think that he was dead, what a mistake!"

"Dead?"

Everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment.

him, uncle!

This kid is really amazing when he speaks, he dares to curse the founding patriarch of the Kunlun faction?

Sure enough, at the moment when Fang Zhile's words came out, Nie Yuanchao and Hong Shihua's faces turned cold, one pulled out the big knife behind his back with his backhand, and the other took out the soft sword on his waist, both of them shouted angrily, the swords were raised, and they stabbed at Fang Zhile fiercely, "Your Excellency dares to insult the patriarch of this sect like this! Suffer death!!"

The sword light and sword shadow cut through the air, and there was a faint popping sound, which was extremely terrifying.

Fang Zhile reacted, knowing that he had said the wrong thing, and he didn't plan to explain, since he had misunderstood, he might as well make the misunderstanding a little bigger, with a gentle smile on his face, his body shook, and Ling Bo moved away in a slight step under his feet, and moved down the hall for a while, his clothes fluttering, and his posture was elegant, like a butterfly interspersed with butterflies in the shadow of the sword and sword.

Nie Yuanchao and Hong Shihua were both shocked, waving the sword in their hands, but they couldn't touch the corners of Fang Zhile's clothes no matter what, let alone capture the other party.

Many young people in the hall were even more stunned, staring at Fang Zhile's figure, which was so fast that it was faster than their blink of an eye!

It's incredible.

"W-What kind of martial arts is this?"

"Where is martial arts, it is clearly witchcraft!"

"He's not a human, he's a ghost, he's a ghost!"

"Oh my God, how can there be such a strange martial arts in the world?"

Ling Bo walked slightly, his clothes fluttering, which amazed the audience for a while and blew the eyes of many young people.

Even many years later, the young people present entered middle age, told stories to the children, recalled this scene, dressed in gray shirts, fluttering clothes, turned into a butterfly flying, interspersed in the endless sword light and sword shadows, unscathed, still with tears in their eyes, sighing that they could see such an elegant martial arts in their lifetime, even if they died.

In Nie Yuanchao and Hong Shihua challenged Fang Zhile for a moment.

The figure of the Kongtong faction Zhang Ba flashed, and he came directly to Zhang Sanmad, sneering disdainfully, "Hmph! Wudang is a martial idiot who is rare in a hundred years? Let Lao Tzu see how many catties you have." ”

The twin meteor hammers flashed, flicked a few times, and smashed into Zhang Sanmad's head.

Bang!

Zhang Sanmad's eyes were calm, he stretched out his hand unhurriedly, directly blocked the bombardment of the double meteor hammer with one arm, raised his head, and grinned, "It turns out that the 'King Kong Boxing King' of the Kongtong faction only has this little bit of two catties?"

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Zhang Ba was furious, his face was hideous, he roared fiercely, threw out the double meteor hammer, and smashed it at Zhang Sanmad again, and at the same time, his burly body shook, and he strode towards Zhang Sanmad, "Hit a thousand mountains!"

Sou!

Zhang Sanmad smiled slightly, dodged and retreated, turned his palm into a fist, and quickly punched Zhang Ba's chest.

One attack and one defense, the two of them dismantled dozens of moves in the hall in the blink of an eye, and the wind was vigorous, and the air flow rolled upside down, rushing to scatter in all directions, making many young people and women's robes hunting.

"Are you going to fight?"

Diancang Sect Yunling Immortal Gu looked at the scene in the hall, smiled, glanced at the side, and sneered, "In this case, dead ghost, don't hurry up and get out, don't let others take advantage of it!"

Qing Lingzi's face was sallow, the muscles on his face were stiff, his body was short and fat, he turned his head and nodded at Yunling Immortal Gu, squeezed out a smile that was more terrible than crying, his body flashed, and he stretched out a palm and patted Fang Zhile's back lightly.

"Be careful!"

Su Daiyu, who had been standing next to her, had sharp eyes, and when she saw that Qing Lingzi of the Diancang Sect was sneak attacking without saying a word, her heart tightened, thinking about the safety of the figure in her heart, and without saying a word, she swept out with a crystal long sword in her hand and stabbed at Qing Lingzi.

Qing Lingzi's eyes flashed fiercely, looking at the oncoming sword, his face was cold, his body turned, and he stretched out his other hand, wanting to grab the long sword in Su Daiyu's hand.

He never imagined that Su Daiyu stabbed out with a sword, and actually withdrew it halfway, and then the jade hand stretched out, and he greeted it very quickly, with an elegant shot, a leisurely bearing, and a smooth flow, without any sense of rustiness and stagnation.

It is the Peach Blossom Island mastery - "Orchid Whisk Acupointist"!

Since Fang Zhile taught her, she has been practicing penance for several days, and finally showed it for the first time.

In an instant, the sky was shrouded in finger shadows, and the momentum was amazing, forcing Qing Lingzi, who was also famous for his finger power, to retreat, and at the same time, his eyes were shocked, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

What kind of martial arts is this?

With only five fingers, he can change so many moves, and the moves seem simple, but in fact, there are hidden mysteries, even he has to use all his heart to resolve them, if he is not careful, maybe there will be five more big holes in his body.

The rest of the hall was equally stunned.

Guo Xiang is known as the 'Little East Evil', and he has his own 'Old East Evil' to teach martial arts, but Su Daiyu is just a disciple of the Emei faction, and Master Huikong died too early, so it is impossible to teach such profound martial arts, so how did she learn it?

Look at the fingering again, the moves are sharp, if you are hit, you will definitely not die and end up crippled.

It's terrifying.

"Humph!"

Yun Ling Immortal Gu's eyes were cold, she reached out and slapped the table, bounced up, and directly swung out two palms and slammed at Su Daiyu, "Xiao Nizi!

"If you want to teach the third junior sister a lesson, it's not your turn! Or do you want to bully the small with the big?"

Xia Yanyu snorted lightly, and seeing that Yunling Immortal Gu was also involved, the long sword in his hand shook, and the Qingfeng Sword Technique came out again and greeted him.

Her delicate body was light, her sword was like a breeze, and with a sword stabbing out, the whole hall suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing on her face, refreshing and exuding a cold aura at the same time.

Yun Ling Immortal Gu smiled coldly, as if she had expected it, her palms flew over, the phantom was heavy, and she swung towards Xia Yanyu fiercely.

Xia Yanyu is not afraid, he is strong, he is strong, I have been blowing the mountain from the breeze, and the breeze swordsmanship has been continuously displayed, like a breeze, one after another, coupled with the momentum hidden in the dark, it actually made Yunling Immortal Gu unable to get close for a while, and was pushed out step by step.

The people in the hall were shocked again.

They are no strangers to the Qingfeng Sword Technique, and the defeat of the Qingcheng Sect Qin Shuang just now was defeated by the Qingfeng Sword Technique, and they all saw it in their eyes.

But they never expected that the Qingfeng Sword Technique would be so powerful, and with a swing of the sword, the breeze was slow, forcing the Yunling Immortal Gu of the Diancang Sect to keep retreating.

It's hard to believe.

Seeing Zhang Ba and Yunling Immortal Gu making a move, Chen Fengting of the Hengshan faction laughed, twisted her body, and the whole person slipped out like a snake, and came directly to the field, with a wave of her right hand, a strong wind hit out, directly attacking Fang Zhile.

"Slut is despicable!"

Qingzheng, who had been paying attention to the changes in the field, saw Chen Fengting walking out silently, secretly attacking Fang Zhile, a touch of anger flashed over his pretty face, and he screamed, the long sword in his hand shook, and with a buzz, it turned into a light and shadow and rushed out, stabbing straight at Chen Fengting.

"Yo, is he your lover? Why are you so angry when I hit him?" Chen Fengting smiled charmingly, her body twisted, and she fell back like a snake, giggling a few times, which was extremely harsh.

Qing Zheng was angry, the silver teeth were bitten, there was no nonsense, the internal energy in the body flowed, filling the whole body, and the long sword spun in vain, driving the whole body to rotate, turning into an aurora, and rushing towards Chen Fengting.

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