"Beheaded?"

Fan Xuan was stunned, and then shouted loudly: "Lord Si Ming, what you do is not in accordance with the rules!"

Song Siming said coldly: "The rules are set at the time and can be changed at any time. You and other scholars are pedantic and stubborn, sad and ridiculous. ”

The wind is blowing up, and the situation is not good.

Fan Xuan realized the problem, and immediately drew his sword in his hand and assumed a defensive posture.

Fan Yuan did the same, and also raised the sword, but it was connected to the scabbard, the blade was not pulled out, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was trembling slightly.

Chen Tang couldn't see it, strode over, and said, "Borrow a sword." ”

He hadn't learned swordsmanship, but he thought that having a weapon in his hand might have some effect.

"Huh, so light?"

After easily snatching the sword over, Chen Tang felt strange, stretched out his hand to draw the sword, and couldn't help crying and laughing when he saw the thin piece of wooden sword body.

What this guy brought with him was a fluttering wooden sword, something for children to play with.

Fan Yuan's face turned red and muttered, "I haven't practiced swordsmanship again......"

He was born rich and noble, but he didn't like to practice martial arts, so he had to be a woman, eating, drinking and having fun. After taking the exam, with the sword qualification, I got the sword with me to increase the momentum. However, the real sword is too heavy and tired to hang, so people sharpen a wooden sword, wrap it in a leather scabbard, and inlay it with several gems, which looks jeweled and quite good-looking. It is very likely that some unsophisticated girls admire, worship, and even secretly send autumn waves.

If you don't pull out the sword, you don't know if it's gold and jade, and you'll be ruined.

Chen Tang returned the sword to him, thinking that he had to rely on his fists and feet.

Call!

A paper corpse swooped in, extremely fast, and whined through the air.

"Help!"

Fan Yuan was shocked, and quickly turned around and wanted to go upstairs.

This paper piercing man looks fragile and thin, and vulnerable, but when it is activated, it looks extremely weird, and if it is bumped into it, it will not be comfortable.

Bang!

Fan Yuan, who had just stepped on the two-story wooden ladder, was hit on the back by the paper piercing man, he screamed, spat out blood, and then rolled down and fainted.

However, after the collision, the paper piercing man seemed to be counterattacked, and green smoke came out of his snow-white body, and soon there were flames to hunt and burn to ashes.

Chen Tang's eyes froze: This guy has an official temperament......

It turned out that Fan Yuan was born in a big family, and after passing the examination three years ago, he became a nine-rank official of the clerk governor under the family arrangement. Although it is just an idle position to sit and receive a salary, but an official is an official, and in the past three years, the aura he has cultivated is much stronger than that of Chen Tang, a newcomer who has just been admitted.

And in the body of each paper-pierced person, there is a wisp of yin qi manipulating, which can reveal the weirdness.

At this time, in a dangerous situation, Chen Tang had no distractions, and actually entered that mysterious state, and in his sight, he saw a gray-black aura on the surface of the paper piercing the human body.

However, the sword box on his back did not react to this breath.

Chen Tang suddenly understood that the two previous manifestations of the sword box and the collection of evil spirits were not caused by qi, but by the soul.

For every evil entity, there will be a core of a "ghost".

But these paper piercing people, as well as the severed heads encountered before, they belong to the category of "tools", which is equivalent to puppets under the control of evil spirits, they have no soul, so the sword box is indifferent to this and ignores them.

Seeing that Fan Yuan was seriously injured by the impact, Fan Xuan did not move. He couldn't go to the rescue, because not far away, two paper bodies were staring at him.

Those four eyes were obviously just depicted with a pen, but when they opened their eyes just now, they had a bit of agility, which was very mysterious.

Sou!

A paper corpse flew in, and the target was Chen Tang.

Whoosh!

The other two paper piercing figures launched almost simultaneously and rushed towards Fan Xuan.

Fan Xuan waved his long sword and came up to meet him.

Just now, Song Siming has already made his words clear, kill the living, become dead, and then test the city god. This is clearly forcing people on the road, which is quite unreasonable - but then again, reasoning with the dead is itself a false proposition.

There is no way back, but to fight for your life, and maybe you can still win a glimmer of life.

Fan Xuan is a decisive person, as a family sister-in-law, he has inheritance, tilting, sharpening, and has the means and heart to do great things. When he was upstairs, he stabbed Fan Yuan's maid Xiaohuan with a sword, and later learned that he was deceived by evil spirits and stabbed by mistake, but his face did not change.

Now that Fan Xuan thought of this, his heart sank, and he felt that it was probably a routine specially arranged by Song Siming.

He's been tricked......

Fan Xuan's swordsmanship is not bad, his moves are beautiful, and he is wrestling with two paper piercing people, he is not equal for a while, but he can hold up the scene, and he peeks at it, to see how Chen Tang's kung fu is, at a glance, he can't help but be stunned-

A paper piercing man pounced on Chen Tang, and Chen Tang directly punched out.

Smack!

The yin qi that swirled around the paper man was drummed out, and traces of disorder appeared, driving the paper man to float backwards.

Chen Tang strode to catch up, and it was another claw.

Laugh at!

The crisp sound of shattering, the five fingers were vigorous, piercing straight into the chest and abdomen of the paper man, and crushing the bamboo pieces that were the skeleton of the body at once.

After another pick, the whole paper figure was torn apart, split into two halves, and fell to the ground, losing its weirdness, just two fragile pieces of paper figures.

"It's amazing......"

Seeing this, Fan Xuan exclaimed, and said in his heart: Dare to love This is the so-called master who does not show his face, no wonder he dares to travel alone, and he dares to argue with Yin Si, with such martial arts, at least it is the cultivation of more than five stages of the inner family!

So young, so good, could it be that he was born in a wealthy family?

Fan Xuan was already wondering in his heart whether there was a Chen clan in Panzhou.

A little distracted, he was almost poked by a paper man's arm, he could dodge, and hurriedly stabbed it with his sword.

If you are distracted, it is easy to have problems.

The paper piercing person itself is not to be feared, but what is terrible is the wisp of yin qi attached to it.

As long as the yin qi does not dissipate, the weird will not be broken, making the fragile paper piercing man have great power and ghostly speed.

Between Chen Tang's two moves, he smashed a paper body, and the key was that under his fists and claws, he used his strength to disperse the yin qi.

"Not bad. ”

Song Siming praised expressionlessly, still standing there with his hands behind his back. In his opinion, these paper people manipulated by yin qi are just his game methods, talking about them as temptations.

Whew!

The remaining three paper people were all excited, and from three directions, they besieged Chen Tang.

Chen Tang Yiran was not afraid, punched and kicked, and fought a big battle.

This battle is the most free of his hands and feet since he practiced martial arts, and he has fought the most heartily.

The last time he faced the stronger demon Wutong, Chen Tang attacked first, no matter what, he was a bit invincible;

In the fierce battle, Chen Tang flew up with a kick and kicked a paper man apart in the air, and then cut it with one palm, cutting off the other paper man at the waist:

"Happy!"

As he spoke, the last piece of paper pierced the man's head was directly screwed off.